[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

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Explain the key points in advance: one body and two souls in the early stage of attacking and receiving.

Shou Chen Wei × Gong Jin (Tang) Chan (Monk) Zijiang River is tens of feet wide, and a wooden plank half a person's height is dragged from the bank into the water.

When Chen Wei woke up, he saw a tear-stained aunt bent down and hugged him.

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Why did he use the word hug?

Chen Wei felt as if he had become very small, and was easily picked up by someone, and approached the aunt. When he got close, he could see that the aunt was wearing ancient clothes, and the tears on his face seemed real.

Upon closer inspection, the other party showed no traces of make-up.

Yin Wenjiao raised her hand, stroking the baby in her arms who just woke up and opened her eyes to watch her, crying and stuffed a letter into the small quilt that wrapped Chen Wei.

"child."

"This is your birthday and name. Remember your father is Chen Guangrui, your mother is Yin Wenjiao, and you are Chen Wei."

In the next second, Chen Wei was placed on that wooden board for some unknown reason. He tried his best to look up and saw the rolling river, and he was shocked.

"It's not what I thought... What do you mean, auntie?"

The voice full of doubts turned into a monosyllabic "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Chen Wei: "???"

Yin Wenjiao put the baby on the wooden board, took a last look at the baby who was staring at her blankly with open eyes, shed a string of bitter tears, bent down, pressed both hands on the edge of the wooden board, gritted her teeth and pushed hard into the river.

The wooden plank carried the baby in the basket, swayed violently under gravity, and then drifted unsteadily into the river.

Chen Wei almost couldn't catch his breath, and watched helplessly as he was pushed into the river. He tried to stand up, but his outstretched hand turned into a soft, small palm like a steamed bun. .

The person who just woke up stared at his small palm, which was not as big as a soup dumpling, suspecting that he was dreaming, and scratched his face with his hand, which hurt, but the world in front of him still did not change.

He only remembered that he was waiting for the subway, and when he saw the train approaching, he seemed to be pushed on the back suddenly. At that time, Chen Wei turned his head and saw only a few frightened faces. Just lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, it was the current situation. The clothes that the aunt was wearing just now were still ancient costumes. I don't know if I have traveled with the crowd.

Chen Wei poked his head and looked at the river outside the board, feeling a little distressed about his fate.

"It's too miserable. I just died again after being reincarnated."

The river flowed very fast, and Chen Wei looked towards the shore where he had come just now, trying to make the aunt who abandoned him realize his conscience and pull him back again.

It's a pity that this idea was also shattered when I saw the empty scene on the river bank.

The last chance of life was cut off, and Chen Wei became Buddhist, lying on the wooden plank and dangling along the river, thinking that he was probably the fastest reincarnated person who died in history.

The half-person-high wooden plank was constantly undulating in the turbulent river water. Chen Wei quickly found that his back was completely soaked. Unfortunately, he had no way to do this. He also tried to get up and find an escape route.

But he doesn't know how long he was born with his body. It's okay to lift his little hands and kick his feet, but it's very difficult to sit.

Chen Wei exhausted all his strength and almost toppled the wooden plank when he got up from sitting still. The river water was poured into his mouth all at once, and those who drank a few sips of water just calmed down and waited for death.

Lying flat on the board, I stopped struggling, and looked at the starry sky with my eyes open; "The air in this world is so clean, it is not polluted at first glance, and I don't know if there are any gods."

As soon as the words were finished, a bright light flashed from the west, directly across the entire starry sky.

"Wow, meteor." Chen Wei stared at the shining light, vaguely felt that the other party seemed to be flying in his direction?

A few seconds later, in the turbulent river, Chen Wei looked at the approaching light in horror, his eyes widened in disbelief; "No way! Is it really coming for me???"

Isn't it his fate to travel through time and die immediately?Why is God still preparing a star to hit him?

Is it because he is afraid that his death is not thorough enough?

After being hit by the star that shone so brightly that there was a halo in front of his eyes, Chen Wei became light and light, and vaguely heard a particularly nice male voice next to his ear, "Huh? How could there be a soul?"

In a daze, Chen Wei grabbed the quilt tightly on his body, thinking how should I answer this question for you.

The other party didn't care about his answer, a warm light enveloped the whole body on the wooden board, and then the voice said: "Sorry, I have a big wish to do, I will borrow your body for a while, you are the body destined by the poor monk. That's it."

In the next moment, Chen Wei felt as if someone had squeezed into his place. The feeling was indescribable, as if a person had forced his way to sleep with him on a small 1.2-meter bed that belonged to him.

But at this moment, he was so light that he couldn't stop the other party at all, he could only watch helplessly as the other party squeezed up to lie down, and then he also passed out.

……

"Master, I can't support this child at such a young age, why don't I send him to the foot of the mountain to find a family."

When Chen Wei gradually regained consciousness, he heard someone talking in his ear.

"This child is destined to be with our Jinshan Temple. If you can't take care of it, let Jueming take care of it." Fa Ming was drying the rice soup in the bowl. When the temperature of the rice soup dropped, he looked down and saw a pair of dark eyes looking at him curiously. .

"Wake up, just in time for dinner."

A spoonful of specially cooked rice soup reached Chen Wei's lips at a moderate temperature.

Looking at the two shiny bald heads in front of him, Chen Wei subconsciously opened his mouth to hold the spoon in his mouth.

"You see how easy it is to raise. Back then you were harder to raise than him. You refused to eat anything. Feeding me rice soup broke three bowls a day." Fa Ming pulled out the spoon and fed another spoon.

I still don't forget that my big apprentice who disliked me used to be squeamish.

Awakening squinted at the future junior brother who was drinking rice soup on the bed, the other party looked at him with a feeling, and then grinned at him with a toothless mouth: "Yeah.".

Chen Wei just felt that the bald man didn't want to see him, so he tried his best to greet him with a smile for his own sake.

It's just that the effect doesn't look very good, the other party has been staring at him with a tiger's face, and Chen Wei is a little nervous looking at him.

Awakening stared at the face of the future junior brother, and after looking it over and over again, he looked up at Fa Ming: "Master, why do I feel that he seems to understand me?"

"Yeah, that's great, still a smart genius."

Fa Ming fed another spoonful of rice soup, as calmly as if his apprentice was saying that the weather is good today.

"Forget it, master, as long as you are happy."

Awakening can't change the master's decision, pinching his nose to recognize this future junior.

Chen Wei stayed like this, and he didn't even go out of the room for three days.

That night in the river, his back was completely wet, and then the light that fell from the sky made him fall into the water directly, and he didn't know how he was rescued alive.

For the past three days, Chen Wei has been suffering from a high fever. When he was drowsy, he only remembered the bitter taste of medicine in his mouth, and the voice of awakening from time to time, and he always felt crowded. Even if he woke up in a daze, he wanted to The small quilt on my body is still very crowded even after being kicked down.

It had been three days since he regained consciousness.

Those who woke up this day finally felt no pain in their head, and the world in front of them didn't waste any time.

Chen Wei opened his eyes and made eye contact with the little spider hanging from the beam above.

The little spider stared at the human in front of him with a pair of compound eyes. His eyes were bright and straight: "Brother, the Buddha's light on your body is soaring to the sky. Which Buddha is the reincarnation of this? Can you let me rub some of the Buddha's light?"

Chen Wei, who woke up after sleeping for three days, only felt that something was wrong with his ears.

He seemed to hear a voice with a strong Northeast taste, and that voice was still coming from the spider in front of him, and what was even more frightening was that he could still understand it!

"Oh, the reincarnation of the Buddha will not leave any memory, and the gods are so miserable."

The spider spirit was disappointed for a few seconds, then regained its strength. It directly bit off its own spider silk, and landed on the tip of Chen Wei's nose. After the little black spider spun around on the Buddha's nose, eight With one foot spread out, the whole body rolled on the Buddha's face in all directions.

"It's so comfortable, it's so comfortable, no memory is good, no memory is wonderful, let me rub it, rub it again!"

The little monster treats Chen Wei's face as a cradle, rolling from the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, and then rolling from the bridge of the nose to the cheeks.

Chen Wei lowered his eyes, looked at the black spider on his face, and stretched out his hand to grab him.

"Hey, don't be so stingy, just once, just once again." The little monster said while avoiding the hand.

The baby who had been seriously ill for three days couldn't catch the spider rolling on his face, and was forced to let the spider rub against his face.

The little spider rolled back and forth three times, and after rolling all over himself with Buddha's light, he hiccupped contentedly: "Hi, I'm full, see you next time brother."

The spider spirit that has absorbed so much Buddha's light wobbled up the bridge of the human nose, hooked its feet on the spider web that was still hanging in the air, climbed up as if drunk, nestled on the beam of the house and fell asleep .

Chen Wei, who was a tool man all the way, squinted his eyes and stared at the beam above, and wrote down today's hatred.