Seeing a holy monk misses life

Because the two were very close, the cold aura on Mo Sheng's body also rushed towards his face.His wet hair was scattered casually, some kind of glint floated in the golden pupils, and the arc of the corners of his lips was a kind of morbid and unrestrained desire for joy.

His expression is undisguised, and the possessive|possessive desire in his eyes is so strong that it is almost straightforward: "If you want to be familiar with a certain existence, you must first understand him."

His thin lips moved slightly, and slowly spit out these words: "I hope the holy monk is familiar with me..."

His cold and hoarse voice was supposed to make his voice look extremely cold.But because the distance between the two of them is less than two fists apart, when his deliberately lowered voice lingered in the space between the two, under the misty haze, this There is a kind of tenderness and intimacy in the frightening cold.

Chu Zi remained silent, as if thinking about the deep meaning Mo Sheng wanted to express in this sentence.He looked at Mo Sheng with gentle eyes, as clear and quiet as jade.But if you discern carefully, you can find that there is a trace of cold alienation deep in the bottom of the amber eyes.

Seeing that the monk in white didn't speak, Mo Sheng wasn't in a hurry, and the smile on his lips didn't diminish at all.He blinked his eyelashes slightly, and moved his face a little closer, as if he wanted to see Chu Zi's face more clearly.

His actions made Chu Zi frowned slightly.

Sun Wukong, who saw the whole process in his eyes, rushed straight into his throat with anger, and the hot blood of anger made his whole body stand up with sharp stabs of defense, and his little patience almost reached the critical edge of explosion.

Because of his emotional irritability, his little wings flapped back and forth at a high frequency, and his two antennae also tilted upwards in anger.

But at this time, Mo Sheng was still talking... "Holy Monk, I'm so cold... cross me and hibernate with me..."

"Dream you!" Monkey King couldn't bear it anymore, he turned into a human body directly, grabbed the golden cudgel and attacked Mo Sheng.

Mo Sheng's reaction was also extremely fast. While retreating quickly, he folded his arms in front of him and used his wrists to cushion the powerful force of the pressure.

However, although he dodged the sudden attack very dangerously, but because of the inertia of avoiding, his whole body slid back more than ten meters, and his heels touched the hard wall.

Mo Sheng looked down at his trembling hands due to the powerful impact. The severe numbness in his wrists made his bones crack.

Fortunately, at the moment when he resisted, he concentrated his mana to his wrists, otherwise his hands would be destroyed directly.

Mo Sheng lowered his face, and looked at Monkey King who was standing in front of Tang Sanzang with dark eyes.This Sun Wukong is worthy of being conceived from the fairy stone that existed since the beginning of the sky, and absorbed the sun and moon essence of the fairy stone. Not only does his body contain endless aura, but he also has super strong physical strength and fierce explosive power.

If only in terms of strength, he can't beat Monkey King at all now.

but……

Mo Sheng suddenly smiled treacherously.

He hadn't planned to confront Monkey King head-on.

Chu Zi was completely blocked by Monkey King, and could not see Mo Sheng's expression at the moment.Mo Sheng was injured by Monkey King when he was in Qingxiao Kingdom, and his heart veins have been damaged all the time, so it is impossible for him to recover his strength in a short time.

But under such circumstances, he still invited him to the palace tonight, obviously he was prepared, or more precisely, the other party was confident that he would not be at a disadvantage when facing Monkey King.

And if Chu Zi didn't feel wrong, there seemed to be an enchantment around the room, which couldn't be broken easily.Thinking of this, Chu Zi told the big apprentice standing in front of him: "Wukong, you must be careful."

"Okay." Sun Wukong grabbed the golden cudgel and rushed straight up. He didn't want to waste time, so he preempted the attack and planned to make a quick decision.

Mo Sheng is the exact opposite of Monkey King, he deliberately delays time, and can only dodge Sun Wukong's attacks.

Because this is an important place for the imperial palace, the walls on all sides are built with large bricks and tiles.Monkey King was afraid that if he attacked too much, he would destroy the surrounding buildings, and the falling bricks, tiles and stones would accidentally hit Tang Sanzang, and he would inevitably feel a little restrained in the fight.

Monkey King himself is a quick-tempered person, especially when it comes to fighting, he is more irritable and doesn't like to turn around.

After ten back and forth, Mo Sheng kept dodging, which made Monkey King's patience almost exhausted.

He was already very upset with this Cuban snake because of Mo Sheng's covetousness towards Tang Sanzang, but seeing him dodging like an annoying mouse, and realizing that the other party was stalling for time, he became even more irritable.

As for Mo Sheng, although he has been dodging these few rounds, he was still seriously injured by Monkey King.Even though he was not fatally injured, he was quite embarrassed under Sun Wukong's pressing step by step.

He clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. The moment he dodged just now, his internal organs were almost shattered by Monkey King's attack force.

Mo Sheng glanced at the white-clothed monk who was standing aside watching him fight with Monkey King, and then looked at Monkey King who attacked him again without giving him a chance to breathe. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said: " about there……"

Sun Wukong's attack paused slightly, and the next second a copper bell suddenly rang.

Ding... Ding... Ding... The rhythm of the copper bell is extremely strange, sharp and piercing, like some kind of ancient spell, which makes people's brains swell after being passed into the ears.

Sun Wukong's hearing is different from that of ordinary people, and its sensitivity is hundreds of times higher than that of ordinary people. Such excellent hearing is originally an advantage, but at this moment it has become a burden.

The sound of the copper bell, like a magic sound, shot straight into his eardrums, stimulating his nerves like an extremely fast electric current.

Sun Wukong subconsciously covered his ears with his hands, but it didn't help at all.The sound of these copper bells penetrated into his ears wantonly, disturbing his thinking, making his head feel like it was about to explode.

Chu Zi hurriedly stepped forward to support Sun Wukong: "Wukong!"

Sun Wukong frowned and covered his ears with both hands, "Master, my head hurts."

Chu Zi covered the back of Monkey King's hand, and his palms were tightly attached to the back of Monkey King's hand, "Wukong, it's okay, it's okay..." Chu Zi's voice was elegant and gentle, like slowly flowing water, and he read Monkey King's name , constantly comforting Monkey King.

Hearing Master's voice, Monkey King found that the feeling of splitting headache seemed not so strong.

Chu Zi said: "Wukong, try to see if you can block out these voices."

"No... I tried it!..." Sun Wukong said, "I tried to block my hearing from the beginning when I heard this sound, but when I was gaining power, I suddenly found that there was a breath in my body that was going to the ear. The meridian is blocked."

Chu Zi's pupils shrunk slightly, feeling angry?

He immediately thought of the incense burner placed on the desk after they entered the room, could it be related to the smoke coming out of the incense burner?

But he obviously extinguished the smoke from the incense burner immediately.

What's more, even if he inhaled some, it stands to reason that he and Sun Wukong came in together. Since they both inhaled the smoke in the incense burner, he should have the same feeling as Sun Wukong, but Chu Zi didn't feel that there was a blockage of Qi veins in his body. Condition.

Seeing that Chu Zi's lips seemed to be thinking, Mo Sheng stood up slowly from the ground while supporting the wall with his hands, and said, "The smoke in the incense burner was extracted from the blood of mermaids. Phantom effect..." Mo Sheng coughed, although he was injured, but at this moment there was a smile on his pale face that seemed to control everything.

"You are a Buddhist monk, you can achieve the purity of the six roots, and your physique is not ordinary. Even if you inhale the smoke into your body, it will not have much impact, but Monkey King is different." He said, looking at the copper bell being held The tortured Monkey King said slightly ironically: "He doesn't have the calm and peaceful mind like you."

Chu Zi understood what Mo Sheng meant.

The more restless the mood, the easier it is to be affected by the smoke inhaled into the lungs, and the more impatient the mood, the faster the smoke will work in the body, so Mo Sheng faced Monkey King's attack at first, He only dodges but does not take the move, which means that Monkey King, who is more impulsive, will lose his patience.

Obviously, whether it's the weird copper bells with totems printed on the eaves outside, or the incense burner on the desk, it's all Mo Sheng's preparations to restrain Monkey King.

Sun Wukong supported his body with a golden cudgel, resisting the bursting pain in his head, and sneered coldly: "You are also a Cuban snake, besides using these dirty tricks, can't you do anything else?" ?”

Mo Sheng laughed directly when he heard the words, he shook his head slightly, and looked at Sun Wukong with a trace of pity and disdain in his eyes: "With your current impatience, how can you protect your master well?"

Sun Wukong clenched his hand holding the golden cudgel, his heart skipped a beat because of these words.

"If you say I'm a lowly means, it's because you have never seen a more despicable monster. No matter how strong you are, your impulsive temper will only make you lose." Mo Sheng said: "You are too impatient and too aggressive."

Monkey King clenched the golden cudgel tighter and tighter, because the veins on the back of his hand burst out because of too much force.

I have to say that Mo Sheng's words really hit Sun Wukong's Achilles' heel. 500 years ago, because he was too conceited, after being provoked, he fell into the Tathagata's calculations on impulse, and was finally suppressed in the Five Elements down the mountain.

Mo Sheng glanced at the terrifying veins on the back of Monkey King's hand, then looked at Chu Qi who was standing beside Monkey King, and continued to speak provocative words to Monkey King: "You can't protect your master at all, look at you now……"

Chu Qi reprimanded coldly: "Enough!" He interrupted Mo Sheng, turned to Sun Wukong and said, "Wukong, you can't be influenced by his words."

Sun Wukong opened his mouth, he has already begun to fall into self-doubt, and the strange copper bell is still rushing into his ears: "But I..."

"No but." Chu Zi turned Sun Wukong's face, he stared into Sun Wukong's eyes, and there was a kind of toughness in his gentle voice: "This is the order of the teacher."

After saying this, Chu Yu took off the beads hanging around his neck, and put the string of beads on Sun Wukong, "Wukong, I believe you can hold back for a while, so now... go to fight Until he shuts up."

Hearing the master's words, Sun Wukong looked down at the prayer beads on his chest, and he smelled the faint fragrance on the prayer beads, which was very similar to the smell of the master's body.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, resisting the uncomfortable feeling of his head bursting, and attacked with his teeth gritted.

Chu Zi glanced at Mo Sheng who was fighting with Monkey King. This time, the opponent did not dodge again, but met Monkey King's golden cudgel with the long sword in his hand.

Affected by the sound of the copper bell, the strength of Sun Wukong's attack was greatly weakened compared to before. The weapons of the two sides collided together, and there was a beeping sound as the cold light burst out.

Chu Zi retracted her gaze and quickly walked in the direction she came from.

He remembered that in the study room where the Lord of Qingxiao Kingdom stayed, on the musical instrument stand behind the falling soldiers platform, there were musical instruments such as xun, guqin, flute and panpipe.

Chu Zi walked over, picked up a lyre from among the musical instruments, and then walked quickly back to the bathroom where Monkey King and Mo Sheng were staying.He glanced at Monkey King who was fighting with Mo Sheng, and the next second, he sat down on the ground, put the guqin on his lap, and covered the strings with his long, white fingers.

There was only a sound of "Zheng", and the sound of the piano sounded, followed by a melodious melody that echoed throughout the room.

The sound of the zither is like the brilliance sprinkled on the surface of the water under the clear waves of the moon, and the Shen Ya that blows out after the breeze slowly enters the pandan. Between slow and deep, the melody has a kind of calmness and flexibility that makes people calm down.

The intervals of each melody are full of regularity and rhythm, just like the Buddhist mantra of clearing the heart has been converted into a clear heart rhythm.

The sound of the zither entered Sun Wukong's ears, covering the sound of the copper bell that made his head so dull, and the feeling of swelling and bursting slowly dissipated in the sound of the zither.

It's Master!

Sun Wukong glanced at the direction of the piano sound from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Without the torment of the copper bell, Sun Wukong regained his form in an instant, and the originally indistinguishable match quickly showed a one-sided trend.

Looking at Monkey King who was forcing Mo Sheng back again and again, Chu Zi's eyes softened.He used the seven-stringed qin as a medium to deliberately change the Buddhist mantra of pure heart and meditation into the sound of the piano, in order not to let the sound of the copper bell, which is like another mantra, no longer affect Monkey King.

So far, it seems to be working fine.

Thinking of this, the corners of Chu Zi's lips curved slightly.

His face was already pretty, and his figure was slender and elegant. At this moment, the way he played the piano with a smile on his mouth and sitting cross-legged revealed a gentleman's demeanor like a pine and green bamboo.

And here, Mo Sheng, who was beaten by Monkey King so many times that he vomited blood, fell to the ground in embarrassment. He tried to stand up from the cold ground, but the bones of his limbs were shattered by Monkey King's golden cudgel. unable to support the body.

His damaged heart has not been repaired, and his inner alchemy has been completely shattered. At this moment, he is at the end of his strength, and he can no longer mobilize any energy to resist Monkey King's attack.

And even if Sun Wukong doesn't attack him now, after the spiritual power in his body is completely lost, he will slowly dissipate, and finally disappear into a wisp of dust and smoke.

Disappeared, as if he had never come to this world.

Even at this point, Mo Sheng didn't think that Monkey King had won him. What he really lost to was not Monkey King, but to the person he regarded as prey at the beginning.

Seeing Monkey King walking towards him step by step, Mo Sheng knew very well what he was about to face, but that was not so important to him anymore.

What he wants to see the most now is the person who really makes him feel embarrassed...

Mo Sheng slowly turned his gaze to Tang Sanzang who was playing the piano behind Monkey King.

The cloud-like robes on the white monk's body are like continuous white snow, and the golden Sanskrit characters on the cuffs and necklines are like golden lotuses blooming in the white snow, so when he raised his hand and plucked the strings, the slightly fluttering sleeves flowed out. Endless quiet elegance.

This monk, no matter what side he was in, attracted his attention.The elegance when he is quiet and compassionate, the calmness when he is capable, the intelligence when analyzing his identity, or the indifference in the depths of his eyes when he is angry because of his cross-border behavior.

Every difference he found in him made Mo Sheng feel novel and happy.Just like he once compared Tang Sanzang to a flower growing on a cliff in his heart.

When he first saw it, he thought the flower was fragile and easy to break, but after getting closer, he realized that this flower is actually a Gu that can seduce the soul.

So from the moment he leaned over to smell the fragrance of the flower, Gu entered his throat.Then it spread silently like fine rain, and when he suddenly realized something, the Gu had entered his heart and could no longer be removed.

Mo Sheng always thought that his blood was cold and his heart was cold, and he would not be moved by anyone, but the reality hit him hard in the face.

He became curious about Tang Sanzang.

He thought he could pick off the flowers growing on the cliffs and take them as his own.

But he forgot that the fragrance of flowers is a Gu, he smelled the Gu, and he was on a cliff, so the final result could only be to fall down, forever lost.

But even so, he still wants to have the flower.

Because this monk in white is really beautiful, as beautiful as a dream he shouldn't touch.

At this moment, Mo Sheng endured the severe pain all over his body, and stretched out his hand with difficulty. He wanted to grab the monk in sight, and at the end... go... grab something...

However, the distance between them is too far. It seems to be only a dozen meters, but in fact there is a gully that can never be crossed.

So after his five fingers were folded together, what he held in his palm was nothing but nothingness.

nothingness……

Mo Sheng couldn't help laughing at himself, until the end of the laugh, only regret and unwillingness remained in his eyes...

At the end of the laugh, there was only a throbbing bitterness left in my heart.

However, even though he was so uncomfortable, there was not a single tear from the corner of his eyes.He is a Cuban snake, extremely cold-blooded, and naturally does not shed tears.

Ironic.

Mo Sheng lowered his eyes.

Seeing Monkey King approaching in front of him, Mo Sheng couldn't help thinking that if he hadn't used those vicious means to capture Tang Sanzang in the first place, his relationship with Tang Sanzang would not be what it is now.

But in this world, there are never ifs.

And even if time goes backwards, he might still choose to arrest Tang Sanzang who came to Qingxiao Country.As selfish as he is, the desire to possess what he likes will still make him do the same thing.

Yes, he will still arrest Tang Sanzang from Zijie Temple immediately, but he will not take him to that cave again, but hide him well, where no one else can find him.

He will formulate a more careful and careful arrest plan to completely cut off the path that Monkey King found, and will not leave any more loopholes, let alone give Monkey King the chance to rescue Tang Sanzang.

Whoever told him, what was flowing in his body was crazy and extreme blood.

As for now...

That's it...

He is very tired now... and his eyelids are heavy...

The brass bell | The sound stopped... the sound of the piano also stopped...

When Monkey King hits this stick, it will be completely over.

Mo Sheng lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes, and gradually lowered his outstretched hand.

However, when his hand was about to touch the ground, what his palm touched was not the cold and hard brick, but the warm and delicate skin.

It was the palm of another person.

Mo Sheng's body trembled violently. The warm touch as smooth as jade was...

Realizing what it was, Mo Sheng raised his head suddenly. When he opened his eyes and saw the monk in white squatting in front of him, holding his hand, an unknown warm current converged in his golden pupils.

His body trembled uncontrollably, his bloodless pale lips moved, "You..."

Mo Sheng wanted to ask something, but he didn't know where to start.

Chu Zi said: "The cycle of cause and effect, you made a mistake, planted the cause, and now the result is the result of death, this is punishment."

"But the traces of your existence should not be erased," Chu Zi looked at Mo Sheng, his amber eyes clearly reflected his appearance, "The encounter between me and you was also the cause you planted, since you told me If I know your past, then I should also go to this fruit."

"You said that you have been sleeping under the seabed of Xianri Kingdom."

"Falling leaves return to their roots, I will ask Wukong to transform you into a snake-shaped necklace, and then I will put you into the seabed of Xianzhou Kingdom. If no one finds out, you will live there forever with this world and with your homeland. If one day someone finds you and wears you around his neck because he likes you, may that person's body temperature warm your cold body so that you will no longer feel the severe cold in winter."

Chu Zi's voice was clear and low, but in such a calm and deep tone, there was a kind of gentleness that belonged to the holy monk.

Hearing these words, Mo Sheng's pupils dilated slowly, as if something was bulging in his chest strangely, and began to mend the tearing pain.

The next second, he heard the monk in white calling out his name...

"Mo Sheng."

It sounds good... just like the first time he heard it in the cave.

Chu Zi said to him: "If you agree, then now, hold my hand and let me know your answer."

Mo Sheng, how could Mo Sheng refuse...

Even though there are too many regrets and unwillingness in his heart, such an ending is at least much better than being wiped out.

So he held the hand back with the remaining strength.

The moment his fingers clasped the back of this hand, Mo Sheng felt a warmth that he had never felt before. This warmth permeated into his skin and turned into a stream of warm water that flowed to every part of his body. corner.

And his cold heart seemed to be soaked by this warm water, becoming moist and soft.

After receiving Mo Sheng's response, Chu Zi smiled lightly.

He looked into Mo Sheng's eyes and said slowly, "I'll take you home."

Hearing this sentence, Mo Sheng could only feel something wet overflowing from the corner of his eyes.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and from Tang Sanzang's beautiful eyes like glazed glass, he saw...

It was a tear.

Will the Cuban snake never shed tears?

Do not…

That's because in the past, he never met the person who could make him cry.

At the last second when his eyes were about to close, an extremely complicated smile appeared on Mo Sheng's face, seeming to laugh at himself, but also relieved...

Tang Sanzang went to the west to learn scriptures and seek the Mahayana Dharma.

He had said in the cave... that he couldn't get him through.

It is said that he is a snake and cold-blooded by nature, so he will never be warmed by anyone.

But now, the person who said these words stretched out a hand to hold him at the last moment when he was about to fall into the cliff.

His ruthlessness is hidden in his gentle and elegant smile, but when you thought you found his indifference, he gave you another kind of tenderness.

Gentle and ruthless.

So holy monk, no matter how ruthless you are, you can still be touching.

At first sight, he thought he was prey.

But I didn't expect that in the end, I was trapped in a cocoon and missed my life...