[Journey to the West] Guanyin pits me a thousand times

The blood stains the white clothes, and the illusion disappears.

"You are stupid! You know this is an illusion!" I helped Guanyin who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and couldn't help cursing, has your IQ been eaten by a dog!

Guanyin tried his best to calm down his shortness of breath. The unstoppable blood loss in his chest made his eyes dim. He actually pulled me and shouted, "Master..."

After shouting, this guy simply passed out.

The corner of my mouth twitched.

The illusion disappeared, and the scenery in front of us was a ginseng garden. It was not the same as when we were trapped in the illusion. The sky was already slightly pale, and the sun was approaching. It seemed that time passed quickly in the illusion.

The crowd of onlookers who had gathered earlier had dispersed, leaving only Monkey King and Uncle Mei guarding here, Tang Seng and the others should have gone to sleep.

"Why does Guanyin look half dead..." Seeing that we were out of the illusion, Monkey King and Uncle Mei immediately surrounded us and asked in surprise.

"I was injured in the illusion." I frowned, thinking that Monkey King's question was a bit weird, but I couldn't tell what was weird for a while.

The illusion can actually confuse the memory and hurt Guanyin. This monster is very difficult to deal with, and the formation under the ginseng tree, does Uncle Mei really not know?

I calmed down my thoughts, the most urgent thing is to heal Guanyin's injury first, and then I will save the ginseng tree or something after Guanyin wakes up.

I told Uncle Mei about the reason, and Uncle Mei expressed his understanding and arranged a room for Guanyin to stay temporarily.

I was tired and came down in the middle of the night. I was exhausted physically and mentally, so I fell asleep after setting up Guanyin.

I don't know if it's because too many things happened that night, I had a dream that I haven't had for a long time.

In the dream, there was a blue mist, and the blurry figure made it difficult to distinguish, and the intermittent low slurred voice was familiar and unfamiliar.

"Why did you have to be born... to make my mother suffer like this! Tell me why!"

"I've exhausted my benevolence by raising you for so many years. Get out, get out!"

"Is it as long as you die... As long as you die, everything will return to the same way? Xiaoci, don't be afraid, come to mother..." It was a woman's soft coaxing. When I looked up, I met her expression The crazy appearance with twisted long hair is like a ghost crawling out of hell.

I saw the thin little girl with dark eyes standing in front of the cold funeral, expressionless.

I heard a woman's sharp voice wafting from my ear again, full of strong dissatisfaction.

"Why should we adopt her! Her own parents died, and she didn't leave any money! Are you still rushing to adopt her?"

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"How long does she want to stay at our house for free? You are really kind!"

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"People like her should die sooner! Useless losers! What a pity!"

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Some long-forgotten fragments flashed one by one, lingering like maggots attached to bones.

I struggled to wake up from the dream, the bright sunlight outside the window made my eyes ache, I was stunned for a while before rubbing my eyebrows.

What an unbearable past.

When I got up, Sun Wukong and others had already eaten their breakfast. Because Guanyin was seriously injured, we had to stay in Wuzhuang Temple for a few more days, but we didn't see Uncle Mei and Qingling, and we don't know where they went.I heard that Guanyin had woken up for a while, so I thought about it and went to the kitchen to find some food to fill my stomach. Then I thought that Guanyin didn't eat breakfast.I don't know if Guanyin eats or not eats fireworks in the world?I looked at the porridge in the pot and thought, but he is injured, he must eat something to restore his strength.

Speaking of which, why did I remember to cook porridge for him... Maybe it's because the sense of distance from Guanyin in the illusion last night has shortened?

I took a bowl of porridge and went into the room where Guanyin was placed. Guanyin was lying quietly under the quilt at this time, but his expression was not stable, his black hair was pouring out, the window lattice was wide open, and the golden sun shone down on most of his face. The eyelashes tremble, and the beauty is picturesque.

There seems to be a string in my heart that is plucked with indescribable emotions. I seem to have seen such a picture scroll before.

I recovered from my confusion, no, I have never seen it before, so how could I feel this way?

"Bai Xiaoci?"

Avalokitesvara's voice was still a little dry after waking up. I remember that he used to be called me by grass monsters and grass monsters. Since when did he change his name?

"Uh...are you hungry?" I brought the porridge in front of him and asked. I haven't cooked porridge for a long time, so I don't know how it tastes.

Guanyin looked at the mush in the bowl that couldn't be seen as porridge at all, and was silent for a while, then took a sip from the bowl.

"How about it?"

After swallowing the porridge, Guanyin had a strange expression on his face. Maybe it's because my craftsmanship is so good that he has endless aftertaste?

"... It's been a long time since I tasted fireworks in the world. The food tastes so bad now?" Guanyin began to use his poisonous tongue function again. Looking at the arc of his mouth, this guy must know this bowl of porridge I did it!Damn it!

"Don't eat it if it tastes bad!" I snorted, trying to snatch the bowl of porridge back from his hand.

"No, how can you take back the things you gave away?" Guanyin raised her eyebrows and avoided my hand.

"You..." You are so rascal!I leaned forward to grab the porridge, and accidentally bumped into Guanyin's wound during several fights.

Avalokitesvara sucked in the pain from the wound, so his raised hand trembled.

The consequence of shaking hands is... I was splashed all over my face by the pouring white porridge.

I walked out of the Guanyin room with a dark face.

"Bai Xiaoci! I'm sorry... Hey, come back!"

I ignored Guanyin's cry, let's clean up the porridge first...

"Bai Xiaoci." Guanyin chased out from the house with a very serious tone. "Wait, there's something wrong in Wuguanzhuang."

something wrong?I took out a handkerchief and wiped the things off my face, and looked around, what's wrong?Everything is normal except that the Wuguan Village is a little deserted today.

When Guanyin chased him out, his clothes were still a little disheveled, so he straightened his clothes. "In Wuguan Zhuang, I can't use my spiritual power, let alone heal my wounds."

Eh?I tried to use the demon power, but I couldn't use it no matter what.

I cast a questioning look at Guanyin.

"This Wuzhuang Temple...maybe it's the third illusion, it wants to trap us all here." Guanyin raised his eyes and said his conjecture.