Seeing a holy monk misses life

After eating the fruit, Chu Qi and Sun Wukong walked through the woods and came to a place halfway up the mountain.

After driving on the mountain road for several hours, the horse was a little tired, so Chu asked Monkey King to stop and rest with him.

Chu Qi sat on a rock and took a sip of water, while Monkey King stood beside the golden wild oil field, touching the rapeseed flowers with the golden cudgel time after time, a little bored.

At this time, the sky was getting late, and the sun was covered by clouds.

This season is often accompanied by spring rain.

In this uninhabited mountain, the trees are rolling and rolling. Once the weather turns cloudy, there will be no warm and warm halo. coolness.

After drinking the water, Chu Zi stared at Sun Wukong, his eyes were deep and quiet, as if he was thinking about something.

Sun Wukong was naturally cautious, so he naturally felt Chu Zi's gaze.At first Sun Wukong could pretend not to care, until he found that the other party was staring at him for more than ten seconds, and he still didn't seem to intend to look back, Monkey King finally couldn't stand up.

He shrank the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and put it back in his ear, ready to say something.

At this time, Chu Zi waved lightly at Sun Wukong: "Wukong, come to me."

Monkey King walked up to Chu Zi: "What are you doing?"

Chu Qi didn't answer, but took out a robe from the luggage at the side: "This is the teacher's robe, you can change it for now."

The clothes are clean and elegant, without redundant and cumbersome patterns, only a faint Sanskrit printed on the collar.

Sun Wukong glanced at the clothes, and then looked down at the dirty clothes with holes on his body. After a moment of silence, he took the clothes from Chu Zi's hand, walked to a hidden place and quickly changed.

Sun Wukong's figure is much bigger than Chu's, but fortunately, Chu's clothes are very loose monk's robes, so when Sun Wukong changed into his clothes, put on a belt, and rolled up his short sleeves and trousers, Overall it looks fit.

But after all, it wasn't his own clothes, Sun Wukong always felt a little uncomfortable wearing them.

There was an elegant fragrance in the clothes, which belonged to another person. This light and faint fragrance surrounded Monkey King, lingering at the tip of Monkey King's nose, which made Monkey King feel very awkward.

"Very good." Chu Zi looked at Monkey King and said.

Sun Wukong coughed lightly, his eyes moved away quickly after touching the smile in Chu Qi's eyes.

"Keep going." Chu Zi stood up while talking.

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Sun Wukong was still at the forefront, and Chu Zi was two or three steps behind him on horseback. After walking for a while, they stopped in front of a cliff.

This cliff blocked two mountains, and they had to cross this cliff if they wanted to go from this mountain to the front mountain.Fortunately, between the two mountains, there is a suspension bridge made of planks and thick ropes.

At a position about [-] meters below the suspension bridge, there is a turbulent and flowing river, and the white waves slap on the stones, making the sound of water flow.

Because the evening was approaching, the wind blowing around was also a bit strong. The strong wind blew the wooden bridge, making the bridge shake from side to side, making it look very unstable.

Although Chu Zi is not afraid of heights, but seeing that the depth under the wooden bridge is close to [-] meters, and the gap between each wooden board is almost half the size of the sole of a foot, he still has some palpitations, so he can only test it tentatively. Take a slow step.

However, just as one of Chu's feet stepped on the bridge, his entire body's center of gravity began to shift passively. In order to maintain balance, Chu had no choice but to hold the ropes on both sides tightly with both hands, planning to take small steps move.

But in this way, the speed will be very slow.

Monkey King on the side couldn't stand it any longer, he pulled back Chu Zi who was about to take the second step, "I'll carry you there."

Chu Zi did not refuse, stared at Sun Wukong for two seconds and said, "Then thank you very much, Wukong."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said, "Whispering." After he finished speaking, he squatted down with his back to Chu Yu.

Chu Zi knew that this was actually Sun Wukong's return gift to him for the clothes, and also knew that although Sun Wukong's tone was a little impatient, his intentions were good.

As for Monkey King, he didn't know what Chu Zi was thinking, the first thing he felt when he carried the monk on his back was lightness.

Sun Wukong never thought that his master, who looked tall and tall, would be so light, and his body was soft and flexible, not as rigid as him at all.

Because the two of them were very close at the moment, with their backs against their chests.Sun Wukong smelled a faint and elegant fragrance of Buddha lotus, which was not quite the same as the smell in the Buddhist hall. It seemed to be mixed with a kind of white sandalwood, which was the same as the smell of the clothes he was wearing.

Monkey King didn't find it annoying, but thought it smelled very good.

This fragrance seems to calm the mind.

The thoughts in his mind were diverging, but Monkey King's footsteps did not stop. He walked on the bridge with Chu Qi on his back. Every step he took was very smooth, and the wind blowing around him did not affect it at all.

For Monkey King, carrying an adult on his back to cross this suspension bridge is effortless at all.

And Chu Zi, who was carried by Monkey King, also deeply felt the firmness and toughness of Monkey King's back.The place where his chest was close to Sun Wukong's back was much, much hotter than other parts.

This is the heat from Sun Wukong's body, and it is transmitted to Chu's body through a layer of clothes, as if to heat up Chu's low body temperature, so as not to be attacked by a little cold wind.

Chu Zi boasted: "Wukong, very reliable."

After all, Sun Wukong has a young heart. After being praised by others, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he showed off a little proudly: "I am the majestic Monkey King. I can go up to the clouds and go down to the deep sea. That is naturally very reliable!"

Listening to what Sun Wukong said, Chu Zi knew very well what Sun Wukong was capable of. This stone monkey, who had learned skills from the Bodhi Patriarch, could not only distinguish colors by appearance, listen to sounds, but also be proficient in 72 transformations.

Chu Zi turned her head to the side and looked at Monkey King's side face.

At this moment, even though he couldn't see Sun Wukong's face, Chu Zi could imagine the high-spirited expression on Sun Wukong's face and the proud and willful light between the corners of his eyes and brows when he said these words.

Thinking of this, Chu Zi couldn't help laughing.

And when he smiled, the hot air exhaled from his mouth sprayed into Monkey King's ears.

Sun Wukong's ears were already very sensitive. As soon as Chu Zi's breath filled the air, Monkey King's body stiffened suddenly, and his ears trembled physiologically.

Monkey King only felt that the roots of his ears suddenly became a little itchy, hot, and a little hot.

That strange feeling came again.

Sun Wukong shook his head, hurriedly got rid of this weird discomfort, then pressed his thin lips tightly, speeding up his progress.

Soon, Monkey King carried Chu Zi to the other side of the wooden suspension bridge. After Chu Zi stood still, he went back and brought the white horse over.

After crossing the suspension bridge, the master and apprentice continued to walk along the rugged mountain road. After walking for a long time, they encountered a tiger in the woods.

Before the tiger rushed towards Chu, Monkey King beat the tiger to death.

"Wait for me a while." After leaving this sentence, Monkey King flew to a stream with the tiger in his hand, peeled off the tiger's skin and washed it with water.

When Sun Wukong appeared in front of Chu Qi again, a big clean tiger skin was covered around his waist.

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Halfway through the garrison time, the sky was completely dark.

Chu Zi and Sun Wukong went down the mountain road and came to a small farmyard, planning to spend the night here and set off tomorrow morning without breaking the sky.

The owner of the manor is an old farmer in his 70s with a seven-year-old boy.

The grandfather and grandson are both hospitable characters. After Chu Zi introduced his identity and purpose of coming, he introduced them into the yard.

After dinner, Chu Zi asked the old farmer for needlework.

In modern times, although Chu Zi was already at the level of a master, he was alone in his daily life, so he had a lot of skills, and sewing clothes was not difficult for him.

At this moment, he is sitting at the table, holding a needle in his hand, mending the tiger skin peeled off by Monkey King.Although his movements are not particularly flexible, they are stitch by stitch, meticulous and regular.

The hazy moonlight came in from the window, blended with the warm candlelight in the house, and shone on Chu's face. Chu's facial features were already exquisite, but under the halo, his face looked more clear and soft .

This appearance of lowering her head and concentrating on sewing clothes is like a dynamic painting, and there is an extremely gentle and elegant beauty in every gesture.

Yes, beautiful.

Such words are often used to describe women, but right now, the monk with calm eyebrows really interpreted the word "beautiful" to the extreme.

While Chu Zi was sewing clothes, Monkey King was sitting on the other side of the wooden table.Chu Zi didn't speak, and Sun Wukong didn't speak either. His upper body was lazily lying on the table, and he just tilted his head to watch Chu Zi sewing the tiger skin.

Sun Wukong is active by nature. Although he has lived for hundreds of years, he still has a playful heart and it is difficult to be idle.However, right now he is staying here quietly, surprisingly able to sit still.

Chu Zi glanced at Sun Wukong: "Are you bored?"

Are you bored?Hearing the words, Sun Wukong also asked himself in his heart.

Sun Wukong didn’t know if it was because the moonlight was too bright and the atmosphere in the room was too warm after blending with the candlelight, or because the monk sewing the tiger skin in his sight was too elegant and pleasing to the eye, making people unwilling to look away , that's why he adapted well to such a quiet status quo.

In this regard, Sun Wukong can't tell.

But he still instinctively expressed his truest feelings: "It's not boring." He replied.

After the words were finished, Monkey King paused for a moment and asked, "Why do you want to learn Buddhist scriptures?"

Chu Zi pursed her lips slightly, and replied, "In order to obtain Mahayana Buddhism from the Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven."

"Liar." Sun Wukong almost blurted out, he always felt that the purpose of the monk in front of him was not just to obtain the scriptures.

Chu Zi was a little surprised, but she didn't show it. She just said to Monkey King: "Wukong, monks don't lie."

"Hypocrisy." Sun Wukong sneered, did not continue to entangle with that vague intuition, and asked another question: "Leiyin Temple is far away, and the road is dangerous. Don't you humans cherish your life the most? You are not afraid of death in order to obtain Buddhist scriptures." ?"

"Afraid, not afraid."

"Beating around the bush." ​​Sun Wukong was dissatisfied with this answer, and looked back at Chu Zi, and said with a little anger: "I don't listen, anyway, you just pretend you didn't say what you said."

Seeing this, Chu Zi shook her head slightly, and didn't intend to say any more.

But after a while, Sun Wukong, who didn't get the answer, felt itchy again, hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Are you afraid or not?"

Chu Zi didn't answer directly, but after thinking for a few seconds, she said softly: "I'm afraid, because I only have one life, so I should be in awe. I'm not afraid, because..."

Speaking of this, Chu Yu paused slightly, lowered his eyes, stared at Sun Wukong's black and white eyes, and said in a soft voice: "Because Wukong is by my side."

Chu Zi's answer made Sun Wukong stunned for a moment, and he almost didn't react for a moment.And after Sun Wukong quickly realized the meaning of the last sentence, he blinked his eyelashes and subconsciously looked into Chu Zi's eyes, as if he wanted to confirm the authenticity of this sentence.

With four eyes facing each other, Chu Zi's eyes were slightly bent, and under Sun Wukong's gaze, he smiled and said again: "Because I know that Wukong will protect me and protect me as a teacher."

His tone was gentle, and there was absolute trust in his clear voice, and Sun Wukong's appearance was clearly imprinted in his pupils, as if between heaven and earth, only this person in his pupils had entered his heart.

At this moment, Sun Wukong seemed to have an illusion that he was deeply liked by this monk.

Sun Wukong's ears suddenly felt a little hot, he suddenly straightened his body from the table, looked away while thinking about how to change the subject.

So when he saw the half-sewn tiger skin in Chu Zi's hand, he immediately said, "I never expected you to have such a skill."

Chu Zi knew that Sun Wukong was changing the subject, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and replied according to Sun Wukong's words: "The weather is getting colder, and I see that your clothes are thin, and this tiger skin can just protect you from the wind and cold."

"Eh?" Sun Wukong was a little surprised: "Is this made for me?"

He asked Chu Zi, and there was a hint of expectation in his tone that he didn't even notice.

Chu Zi nodded lightly: "It's for you."

After getting Chu's affirmative answer, the corners of Sun Wukong's mouth could not help but curl up. The joy in his heart made him stand up uncontrollably, walked to Chu's side, and began to look left and right.

Sun Wukong is tall and tall. When he looked left and right, the light flickered on and off, and at the moment it went dark again, Chu Zi, whose vision was blocked, stabbed himself without paying attention.

Chu Zi's skin was very fair, and her fingertips were as round as jade. Even a little bit of red would be particularly eye-catching.

Looking at the trace of blood flowing out of his fingertips, Chu Yu didn't react yet, but Sun Wukong cared more than him, he instinctively held Chu's hand, and put it in front of him to see if it was serious.

Chu Zi turned her head to look at Sun Wukong, with a thought in her eyes: "Wukong, are you caring about me?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong withdrew his hand abruptly, turned his face away, and instead of answering Chu Zi's question, he snorted softly and said with a little sarcasm: "You humans are fragile, so easy to get hurt."

Although Sun Wukong's tone seemed to be complaining, Chu Zi still felt an awkward concern from the words.

What a somewhat dishonest stone monkey.

Chu Zi thought to herself, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she still followed Sun Wukong's words: "That's why I need you as a teacher, and I need Wukong to accompany me all the way west."

His voice is gentle and clear, even if he uses a natural tone, it will not make people feel any discomfort or rejection.

Sun Wukong has heard the same words from Tathagata and Guanyin, but the feeling is completely different from now.

Not only did Sun Wukong not feel disgusted by what the monk in front of him said, but he also felt an indescribable joy.

The other party trusts him and relies on his protection. This feeling of being needed is something Sun Wukong has never experienced in the past few hundred years.

And it just so happened that Chu Zi didn't hide it at all, and straightforwardly stated his needs for Monkey King, which was even more beneficial to Monkey King.

Look, this monk is so fragile, if he doesn't accompany him to protect him, something might happen to him.With such subtle thoughts in mind, the corners of Sun Wukong's mouth couldn't help but rise a bit.

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After Chu Qi sewed the tiger skin, she cut out a robe of her own, and made a suit that fit Sun Wukong according to his body size.

After Monkey King put on the new tailor-made clothes, he looked taller and taller.The tiger's fur and light yellow clothes are combined on Monkey King's body, which is like a strong suit, and there is a kind of primitive wildness in the neatness, which makes Monkey King's rebellious and unruly publicity even more.

Chu Zi looked up and down Sun Wukong with satisfaction: "Do you like it?" He asked.

Monkey King didn't look at Chu Zi, but stroked the non-existent dust on the flat new clothes, and replied casually: "It's barely okay."

Even though he said so, Sun Wukong was very happy at the moment, smiling so much that the corners of his mouth almost cracked his chin.

This is the first time Sun Wukong has received clothes from others, and the clothes are sewn stitch by stitch by the giver, although it is not as good as the golden chain mail he wore when he was Monkey King , but this clothes is better than light, warm and light to wear.

Just barely put it in second place.

Sun Wukong said this to himself in his heart.

Feeling the joy of Monkey King, Chu Zi's mood seemed to be infected by Monkey King, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And one day's time together is enough for Chu Zi to understand Sun Wukong's arrogant attitude in certain matters.He glanced at the sky outside the window. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the stars were hidden in the clouds, and the moon was also hidden in the darkness.

"It's late at night, Wukong, you should also go to rest." Chu Zi said to Monkey King.

"En." Sun Wukong responded, but his body didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zi asked him.

Sun Wukong shook his head: "It's nothing." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door.

However, when Sun Wukong was about to walk to the door of the room, he stopped suddenly, as if he was struggling with something. Sun Wukong put his hand on the doorknob, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his long eyelashes covered part of the shadow of his pupils. .

Seeing his hesitant state, Chu Zi pondered for a moment, then asked again: "Wukong, but what else do you want to say to me?"

Monkey King moved his lips when he heard the words, and after hesitating for a while, he made a decision in his heart.

He didn't turn his head back, but just stood there, with his back to Chu Yu, and said, "Thank you, Master." The last two words Sun Wukong said very softly, his voice was almost almost inaudible. the point.

"What?" Chu Zi replied subconsciously.

Because some didn't hear clearly, Chu Qi stood up and walked towards Sun Wukong, trying to hear Sun Wukong's voice clearly by narrowing the distance.

Feeling Chu's approach behind him, Sun Wukong tightened his grip on the doorknob, and repeated the four words he had just said.

However, this time his voice was still very low.

Chu Zi raised her eyebrows slightly: "Wukong, are you thanking me?"

Sun Wukong hummed in a low voice.

"Did you still call me master?" Chu Zi asked again, as if he was simply confirming.

Sun Wukong hummed again.

Chu Zi held back his laughter, and wanted to say something more, but Sun Wukong, who sensed his intention, suddenly became a little impatient, and he turned his head and glared at Chu Zi: "Hey, you did it on purpose!"

Sun Wukong's eyebrows were raised, and his expression was a bit fierce, but there was a thin tinge of red in the ears hidden under the black broken hair.

Chu Zi walked up to Sun Wukong, turned his head to look into Sun Wukong's eyes, and said word by word: "Wukong, I'm very happy." After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and continued: "Because this is you Call me master for the first time."

Monkey King was a little embarrassed by Chu Zi's sincere and focused expression, his eyes began to wander: "This...it's not a big deal."

"No," Chu Zi said seriously: "This is very important and meaningful to me."

When Sun Wukong heard it, the blush at the base of his ears seemed to spread.

Before he became even weirder, Sun Wukong just said "take a break" and quickly left the room without giving Chu Zi a chance to speak.

And the sense of helplessness in this hurried back made Chu Zi laugh out loud.

Somewhat cute, such a great saint.

Sun Wukong, who hadn't gone far, heard Chu Zi's laughter, stopped in his footsteps, and the next second, the speed of leaving accelerated again.

Seeing Monkey King like this, Chu Zi, who stayed where he was, smiled even more intensely.

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The room that the old farmer arranged for Monkey King was directly opposite to Chu Zi's room, and there was only an alley between the two rooms, neither close nor far.

Monkey King who returned to the room was lying on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.At this time last night, he was still alone under the Five Elements Mountain, with only birds and beasts as his companions, but now he was lying on a warm bed, wearing an improved monk's robe.

Sun Wukong didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, let alone the so-called destiny, but at this moment, Sun Wukong looked at the beam above his head, and for a moment, he had a rare dreamlike feeling.

Sun Wukong recalled all kinds of things that happened today, and many pictures appeared in his mind, each scene was very clear.

And the elegant fragrance from the clothes lingers on the tip of Monkey King's nose, reminding Monkey King that from the moment he got rid of the shackles of the Five Elements Mountain, the bond between him and Tang Sanzang was born.

From now on, in the name of Tang Sanzang's apprentice, he will protect him on his journey westward to obtain the scriptures.

Thinking of this, Monkey King turned sideways to look at the hat beside the pillow. The Buddha characters printed on the hat reminded Monkey King of the monk who put the hat on for him.

Master...

Monkey King silently read these two words in his heart.

His master, the person he... wants to protect.