Seeing a holy monk misses life

Day two.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning lifted the veil of night.

The halo spanned the mountains, passed through the rows of cedar trees, and finally spread to the entire Suige tribe.

Chu Zi, who had washed up, didn't have much mood swings when she heard a knock on the door of the room.

After talking with Liu Yu, the patriarch of the tribe, last night, leaving aside the little episode in the last Beiqi that crossed the border, Chu Zi has a good idea of ​​what may happen today.

He walked to the door and opened the door, not surprisingly, he saw Xie Hengyue in red clothes standing outside the door.

Xie Hengyue smiled at the corner of his lips, and after meeting Chu Zi's gaze, he took the lead in greeting: "Brother, good morning."

His tone was natural, not any different from before.The smile on his face was the same as before, and there seemed to be no change in his expression.

Chu Zi nodded slightly, and replied in a warm voice: "Good morning." After saying that, Chu Zi's gaze shifted from Xie Hengyue's face to his hands.

Xie Hengyue held a black wooden tray in his hand, and on the wooden tray were two cups of freshly brewed tea.The half-closed tea cover cannot hide the tea fragrance inside, and the light fragrance smell floats out from the inside with the thin heat.

A flash of thought appeared in Chu Yu's amber eyes, and it was so fleeting that people had no time to catch it: "What is this tea?"

Xie Hengyue replied: "It's a farewell tea." After he finished speaking, he walked into the room, put the wooden tray on the table, and said unhurriedly: "I remember when I first entered the tribe, my brother I took a few more glances at those tea leaves."

Hearing this, Chu Zi walked over and watched as Xie Hengyue, who was sitting on the stool, took out the two cups of tea from the wooden tray, and then slowly transferred them to the table.

Xie Hengyue said with a slight smile, "Brother, sit down, the temperature of this tea is just right." After saying that, after Chu Zi sat down, he gently pushed one of the cups to Chu Zi's side: "Taste it."

Chu Zi lifted the lid of the tea, and her eyes fell on the clear tea in the cup, watching the tea with shallow ripples in the white smoke.

Xie Hengyue asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Qi didn't speak. After a moment of silence, she raised her eyes and looked at Xie Hengyue who was sitting opposite.Xie Hengyue's face was imprinted in his amber eyes, and the sunlight seemed to cast a layer of luster on his pupils.

He just stared at Xie Hengyue for a few seconds, then picked up the cup of tea.And just when Chu Zi put the tea to his lips and was about to drink it, Xie Hengyue suddenly called out to Chu Zi, "Brother."

Chu Zi paused slightly.

Xie Hengyue half-closed his eyes, looked at Chu Zi and said something meaningful: "Do you really have to drink it without asking anything?"

He rested his chin on one hand and stared at Chu Yu: "Aren't you afraid that I will put something in this tea?"

Chu Zi asked back: "Then did you let go?" His tone was low and slow, as if no matter what time it was, it was so clear and quiet.

Xie Hengyue didn't answer directly, but stood up.He took two steps forward, walked to Chu Yu's side, then bent down, his gaze was level with Chu Yu's: "Brother, you should know everything, right?"

Xie Hengyue's words undoubtedly showed that he already knew his identity as the Gu Body Saint Child.At the same time, he also roughly guessed what Liu Yu and Bei Qi said to Chu Zi last night.

Liuyu is the patriarch of the Suige tribe, and knows the most secretive secrets of the entire tribe.And Beiqi is a wizard, who can calculate some things that will happen in advance.

Last night, Quining deliberately pushed him away, leaving only Liu Yu and Bei Qi. Before he woke up, he might not be able to figure out why.But after he woke up a quarter of an hour ago, Xie Hengyue guessed the deep meaning.

It's really ironic, he turned out to be the so-called Gu Body Saint Child, and he was the last one in the whole tribe to know of his own background.

What's even more ironic is that the memory after awakening told him that he still had to make a choice in the realm of choice.If you don't make a choice, you will directly acquiesce in choosing for him to sacrifice yourself and save others.

Sacrifice yourself to save others.

Thinking of these four words, Xie Hengyue's eyes turned cold, "Brother, don't you think that so-called choice is ridiculous?"

It is said to be a choice, but in fact, for the Gu Body Saint Child, the final result is death.Even if you choose to be alone, you will also perish.The only difference is probably that one dies directly, while the other needs to undergo eighteen kinds of torture before dying.

Chu Zi did not speak, he was not the person involved, and would not easily judge this choice.

Seeing this, Xie Hengyue also knew that he could not hear the opinions related to this choice from the mouth of the monk in white.He didn't continue to struggle, but pointed to the green tea in the other party's hand, and said curiously: "Brother, can you drink it?"

"I suddenly want to know if you, a holy monk with pure six sense organs and no mortal emotions, will be affected by Twin Love Gu." Xie Hengyue said so unabashedly about Twin Love Gu.

After saying that, he moved a little closer to Chu Zi's direction, blinked his eyelashes slightly, and repeated the words just now: "So brother, do you know how to drink?"

Chu Qi didn't answer Xie Hengyue, but raised her head slightly and drank the tea in the cup.He drank neither fast nor slow, and the Adam's apple in his neck rolled up and down as he swallowed.

This thin white and long neck should obviously be fragile, but Xie Hengyue looked at it, but felt as if it was as hard and proud as pine, cypress and bamboo.

Xie Hengyue's heart suddenly surged with a very strange heat, because of Tang Sanzang's decisiveness, and also because of his behavior of drinking the tea even though he had confessed that he had injected twin love gu into it.

Looking at the white-clothed monk who drank the tea without changing his face, Xie Hengyue's lips moved: "You really have to drink it down."

Chu Zi put the teacup back on the wooden tray, and said slowly: "Aren't you curious if I will be affected by love Gu?"

Xie Hengyue straightened his body and looked at another cup of tea with a faint fragrance: "Is it just because of this?"

Chu Zi said: "No."

Xie Hengyue raised his eyebrows: "Then why?" He picked up the cup of tea, shook the cup lightly, looked at the small ripples in the tea, and sneered: "Could it be that you still plan to use the twin love gu? Enter the realm of my choice?"

"Correct."

"What?" Xie Hengyue almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears: "You really planned that?"

Chu Zi nodded slightly.

He looked at Chu Yu in disbelief, "Do you think the hexagram calculated by Bei Qi is absolutely accurate? Did he and Liu Yu say that you can help the tribe resolve the curse?"

Without waiting for Chu Zi to answer, Xie Hengyue shook his head and pointed to his own head: "Brother, if you enter my realm of choice, the final result is very likely to die with my disappearance."

He used the word dissipated, not died after undergoing [-] kinds of torture.Obviously, he already had a choice in his mind.

Chu Qi raised her eyelids, looked straight into Xie Hengyue's eyes and said, "Have you decided to make that choice yet?"

Xie Hengyue suddenly laughed, with a complex coldness in his smile: "Does my brother think that I will be the kind of person who will endure [-] kinds of torture in order to break the curse of the tribe?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that the reason why you want to enter my choice realm is to persuade me to push open the door of death..." He said with a smile The voice became louder and louder: "The merciful and compassionate monk came to persuade me to sacrifice myself to save others. It's ridiculous, really ridiculous."

Chu Zi said: "Have you ever thought that some deaths may be newborns?"

Xie Hengyue paused: "What's the matter? Has my brother started to persuade me now?"

Seeing him like this, Chu Zi didn't say any more.Right now, in Xie Hengyue's state, no matter what he says, the other party may not believe it.What the final result will be, can only be known when entering the realm of choice.

Xie Hengyue took a deep look at Chu Zi, and then drank the tea in one gulp.

He casually wiped off the water stains on the corners of his lips with his hands, closed his eyes and silenced the Twin Life Gu Curse in his heart, but he didn't feel Zi Gu's response.

Knew it……

Xie Hengyue opened his eyes and was not too surprised when he saw the monk in white whose expression had never changed.The twin love Gu itself has only half the possibility of affecting the host, and Tang Sanzang is a noble and virtuous monk, so the influence of love Gu on him will naturally be smaller than that of ordinary people.

But even so, Xie Hengyue still felt a little bit lost in his heart.He put the teacup on the wooden tray, and prepared to use the bone flute to lure the Zigu out.

However, when Xie Hengyue took out the bone flute, a hand stopped him.

Xie Hengyue frowned: "What? Are you really right to follow me into the place of choice?" He has never let himself suffer, and he rarely thinks for others.This time it was rare to show kindness, but it seemed that the other party was not ready to appreciate it.

Chu Zi stretched out his hand towards Xie Hengyue, and his gentle voice seemed to possess some kind of strange magic power, and he said, "Hengyue, take me in."

Xie Hengyue was stunned for a moment, and the next second, his eyes darkened, and he held Chu's hand and said, "You said it yourself."

Almost at the moment when the words fell, Chu Zi only felt as if he was suddenly sucked in by a strange vortex, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene completely changed.

He is no longer in the room.

The surrounding area was completely white, only the two doors with a halo in front of him were exceptionally clear.

One door is black, the other is glowing with pale light.And Xie Hengyue was standing on his right side.

This scene was exactly the same as what he saw in the weird bronze mirror in Beiqi last night.

Chu Zi looked at Xie Hengyue who was beside him.

And Xie Hengyue just happened to look at Chu Zi.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Xie Hengyue raised the end of his eyes slightly, and said firstly: "Brother, I will not choose this door of death."

Hearing this, Chu Zi was silent for a long time. He glanced at the white door filled with light light, then at the door of death filled with black mist, and then said: "Heng Yue, is there a possibility that the die and live again."

Xie Hengyue shook his head and said: "This possibility is too small, brother, I will not gamble." His voice was very soft, "I am afraid of pain."

Chu Zi walked to the black door on the left, "What if I go in with you?" He looked back at Xie Hengyue, and asked seriously, "Will you change your mind?"

Xie Hengyue was startled, apparently he didn't expect that Chu Qi would suddenly say: "You go in with me?" His pupils shrank suddenly: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Chu Zi smiled lightly: "I know exactly what I'm talking about."

"You are afraid of pain, I will accompany you."

Xie Hengyue froze on the spot, and at this moment, it seemed that something hit him in the chest, making him unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

"Why?" He staggered Chu's clear and quiet eyes, lowered his eyes and said, "How long have I known you? You don't like me, so why do you want to do this?"

Chu Zhu said slowly: "If you must get an answer, it should be that you, as a Gu body saint child, go to ferry other people in the tribe, and I, come to ferry you."

"I think that some lives are not necessarily life, and some deaths are not necessarily death. In this case, why not take a gamble, if you are afraid of the eighteen tortures in hell, then I will bear it with you." Xie Hengyue stretched out his hand: "Hengyue, if you change your mind now, come over and hold my hand."

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"So in the end that guy Xie Hengyue really held hands with Master!" Zhu Bajie, who was walking on the road, said a little indignantly, "I haven't even held Master's hand yet!"

Sha Wujing touched the back of his head, "Second Senior Brother, at least you know something about it. You are not like me. You were confused the whole time. After returning from the bonfire meeting, you fell asleep and didn't know anything." Speaking of the latter, Sha Wujing There was also a hint of embarrassment in Wu Jing's tone.

It's all because he slept so deeply.

Sun Wukong glanced at the young man in red sitting on the tree trunk watching them leave, then at the patriarch Liu Yuhe who was standing under the tree and was waving goodbye to them. The gate of death is actually the gate of life?"

Chu Zi pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "If I say it's intuition, would you believe Wukong?"

Sun Wukong clicked his tongue lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, do you think I will believe it?"

Chu Zi looked at the boy in red on the tree.

Sensing Chu Yu's gaze, Xie Hengyue, who was sitting on the tree, curled his lips and smiled at Chu Yu, just like seeing Chu Yu for the first time.

The choice between life and death is only in one thought.

Choosing to be alone is actually a dead end.

And if you choose to sacrifice yourself to cross others, the door you push open is not the eighteen kinds of torture, but the bright and brilliant sunshine that walks out of the place of choice.

Behind that door, what is connected is not hell, but the present world full of infinite possibilities, the Suige tribe that has completely escaped the curse.

In fact, as a gu body saint child, Xie Hengyue should also have this kind of guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to gamble, and he lacked the courage to step forward and open the door.

That's why Chu Qi stood in front of the black door, stretched out his hand to Xie Hengyue, and gave Xie Hengyue a reason to gamble.

As the patriarch Liu Yu and the wizard Bei Qi, they should have already guessed that only the gu body saint child willingly chooses the door of death, then the curse can be broken, and the gu body saint child can be reborn.

Thinking about it now, perhaps the hexagram that Bei Qi really calculated should be that he and Xie Hengyue walked into the door together.

But whatever the initial rhetoric, it turned out to be a positive development.The curse that accompanied the Suige tribe for hundreds of years ended here with Xie Hengyue, the Gu body saint child.

Perhaps it can no longer be said to be a Gu body saint child, because from the moment the curse dissipates, this tribe with a custom of walking marriage will no longer have a Gu body saint child.

And Xie Hengyue is just Xie Hengyue.

A young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, in his prime.

Chu Zi's gaze stayed on the face of the young man in red for a few seconds, and a faint smile overflowed from the corner of his lips. Soon he withdrew his gaze, turned around and said to the three apprentices: "Let's go, let's Time to go."

After the words were finished, a long and sharp cry suddenly sounded from behind Chu Zi, and then, a vigorous goshawk quickly flew over the four master and apprentice from Xie Hengyue's shoulder.

It flaps its well-developed wings, and the red feathers on the tail are like bright flames.Like the boy in red, he became a dazzling touch of red in this green forest.

Zhu Bajie said: "Master, look, it's Xiao Jiu! It's saying goodbye to us."

Sun Wukong looked up at the goshawk and said, "Master, is it really possible that she is Lingjia?"

Chu Zi replied: "Wukong, to that young man, it doesn't really matter whether she is Xiaojiu or Lingjia, the important thing is that she will always be by his side."

Sun Wukong was no longer entangled when he heard the words, he led the white dragon horse to Chu Qi's side, patted the horse's back: "Master, get on the horse."

Chu Zi turned over and stepped forward.

Standing under the tree, Liu Yu took one last look at the white-clothed monk sitting on the horse, and then said to Quening beside him, "Let's go, we should go back to the tribe."

Quer Ning nodded, and looked up at Xie Hengyue who was still sitting on the tree: "You brat, don't cry because you don't want to miss the holy monk."

Xie Hengyue ignored Cuening's out-of-the-ordinary joke. He looked at the monk sitting on the horse, took out the bone flute at his waist, and played it slowly.

The crisp and ethereal sound of the flute echoes in the mountains and forests, and the alternative and ancient melody is a melodious and soft farewell.The youth's affection turned into this gentle breeze, and seemed to be deeply buried in this farewell melody.

The monk dressed in white rescued him and also confused him.

In the end, it became the most profound part of his good memory.

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In the sound of the boy's farewell flute, the four masters and apprentices left the Suige Tribe and continued towards the West Heaven Leiyin Temple.

Time flies, winter goes to spring, and the seasons change again.

The willows pulled out their tender green branches, and the purple swallows and orioles whispered happily in the gentle spring breeze.

On this day, after walking through a mountain peak, the four master and apprentice came to a river.

The river is clear and clear, with shallow waves.

Seeing that the river was clean and clear, Zhu Bajie suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he took out a bowl from Sha Wujing's luggage and scooped up a bowl of clear water.

Looking at the clear water in the bowl, Zhu Bajie first asked Chu Yu: "Master, do you want some water?

Chu Zi shook her head and said, "I'm not thirsty to be a teacher."

Only then did Zhu Bajie hold the bowl and drank it in big gulps.

Soon, Zhu Bajie drank half of the bowl of water. After quenching his thirst, Zhu Bajie wiped the corners of his mouth and put the bowl back.

Chu Zi looked to the southwest of the river, and there were a few huts faintly visible in the shade of the willows over there, which should be the resting place for the ferrymen of this river.

Sha Wujing stretched his neck and looked around: "Why can't you see the boat?" He was talking, when he saw a rustling sound coming from the shade of the willow.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in an old skirt rowed over from the depths of the willows with a boat.

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie hurried forward a few steps, waved at the old woman, and shouted loudly: "Ferryman, come here!"

Not long after, the old woman rowed to the shore, her eyes swept over the four masters and apprentices one by one, and finally stopped on Chu Zi: "Elders, you are going to cross the river. ?”

Chu Yu nodded lightly, and after performing a Buddhist ceremony, she confirmed, "Is the old man a ferry?"

The old woman replied: "Yes."

The old woman's head was wrapped in a brocade handkerchief, and she was about 50 years old from the front. Although there were some wrinkles on her forehead and the end of her eyes, her exposed wrists looked very strong.

After Sun Wukong helped Chu Zi get on the boat, he murmured next to Chu Zi: "The boatman is not here, but it's the boatman who came to punting the boat."

Sun Wukong's voice was not too loud, and the old woman with the oar in her hand couldn't help laughing when she heard what Sun Wukong said: "It's not that the boatman is not here, but that we don't have a boatman here at all."

Chu Zi paused slightly.

Sun Wukong was a little puzzled: "Why is there no boatman?"

Zhu Bajie, who led the white dragon horse and was the last to board the boat, also echoed casually: "That's right, why is there no boatman?"

When the old woman heard this, the smile on her face became even brighter. She paddled the oars, and instead of answering the question directly, she looked at Chu Zi and asked with a smile: "Elders Where are they all from?"

Chu Qi said: "We came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and went to the west to worship Buddha and ask for scriptures."

The old woman nodded: "That's really far away from us."

Chu Zi took advantage of the situation and asked: "Then where is it?"

The old woman smiled and said, "We are Xiliang women's country here."

As soon as the old woman said these words, three voices sounded at the same time——"Xiliang Women's Country?"

Sha Wujing: "What kind of country is this? Why is there no boatman?"

Zhu Bajie: "Xiliang Women's Country, Women's Country, is it possible that it is a country full of women?"

Sun Wukong: "It should be."

Compared with the three Monkey Kings, Chu Zi was the most indifferent one. He looked at his three apprentices, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhu Bajie.

Chu Zi vaguely remembered that there was a river named Zimu River in Xiliang Nuguo. As long as you drank the clear water from this mother river, you could conceive a fetus in your womb.

In the original plot of Journey to the West, Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie, among the four masters and apprentices, accidentally drank the clear water of the Zimu River when they came here, and then suffered from abdominal cramps.

If this river is Zimu River, then Zhu Bajie...

Thinking of this, Chu Zi's gaze slowly shifted from Zhu Bajie's face to Zhu Bajie's abdomen.He was suddenly a little thankful that he hadn't drank the clear water in the bowl just now.

Chu Qi was sighing in his heart, Zhu Bajie, who was still in high spirits, suddenly thumped, and the next second he covered his stomach in pain and yelled, "Ah, master, my stomach hurts——! It hurts so much!" Ah! Oops!"