[Journey to the West] Don't call me Wukong

The bald man's eyes glanced at me lightly, and he didn't answer my words, but continued to mutter and chant scriptures.

I didn't bother to look at his magic stick, so I snorted and turned my back, wandering around.

Strange to say, the woman disappeared without a trace except for a pool of black blood on the ground.

The bald man's tin stick is a powerful thing, it can subdue demons and eliminate demons, and it has a halo of magic weapon. When it is brought here, no matter how advanced it is, it is enough to drink a pot.

What's more, that woman is clearly a body of flesh and blood, and it is possible for her to be wiped out, and a puddle of blood is considered cheap for her.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel sorry for that woman, she was just gone after being alone.

I couldn't help but sighed, and said to myself: "Is it true that all living beings are suffering?"

"Bitterness, badness, practice, all leaks are suffering." The bald man's voice couldn't hear the emotion, I followed the sound and turned around, and he was already beside me.

I shook my head: "What is leak?"

The bald head looked up at the apricot blossoms all over the tree, and took a deep breath: "The leakage increases, so it is called the leakage."

"Don't drag the text." I squinted at him, "Isn't it just troubles, but where do you say troubles come from?"

The bald man didn't move or speak.

I didn't want to listen to what he said at all, I just felt suffocated in my heart and couldn't help but want to hate him.

"If you say that afflictions come from me, but you also say that there is no self in all dharmas. Then I ask you, what is 'I'? Is it a person or something?"

I glanced at the bald man, and before he could answer, I said again: "I was born without joy or sorrow, so how can I know what affliction is? Since I didn't bring this affliction into the world, it was someone else who imposed it on me later. That's it. Now, as long as the imposing person and the imposing force are eliminated, I will have no troubles, and there will be no troubles in the world. Everyone is happy, right?"

The bald man looked at me quietly, and he stopped chanting sutras. The depression in my heart eased a little, so I raised my voice and asked him: "So, why should I cultivate my body? It seems that the troubles in this world originate from me!"

The bald head moved his eyes away from the apricot blossoms, looked at me and smiled silently, as if he liked being questioned so thoughtlessly and aggressively by me.

He seldom smiles like this, really, I rarely see his kind of refreshing smile without a trace of impurity in my impression.

Looking into his eyes, I couldn't help but gasp for breath, and turned my head uncomfortably, but he grabbed a hand.

His slightly cool fingertips pinched my palm, and that crunchy, itchy feeling instantly spread to my entire arm, and half of my body went numb.

I was taken aback, this guy probably has poison on his hands, right?Why does it feel like an electric shock every time I touch it?

Then he finally spoke again, but he replied to what I said before, "I relapsed."

"That woman..." Before I finished speaking, he dragged me out of the garden.

"Xiao Wu, let's go?" The bald man twisted the Buddha beads in my palm, and asked me what I meant with a smile.

I frowned: "There are four of us, but you call me Xiaowu." He sighed, "Forget it, you are the master, as long as you are happy."

The bald man laughed sullenly, and I looked at him in surprise, his bright eyes were shining brightly, and I saw myself in it again, the boy opened his eyes ignorantly, and opened his mouth slightly, that was A beautiful young man.

I hooked the corners of my lips, and the bald man admitted that he broke the precept, that was really a good show to watch.

The bald man said calmly as he walked, "That woman is not human."

I paused and said firmly, "Impossible."

The bald man gave a "hmm" without looking back, but just pulled me forward. Although I followed him, I felt a little gloating in my heart.

After leaving the garden, I didn't worry about whether the woman was a human or a demon. Anyway, the one who broke the precept was bald, and it was just what I wanted if she went to the west.

Glancing in front of the woods, I took the opportunity to withdraw my hand, took a step forward and said, "There seems to be a family there, I'll go and have a look, luckily we'll have lunch."

The bald head followed closely and stood side by side with me, smiling at me: "I'll accompany you."

I glanced at him, and naturally I wouldn't refuse, this guy is powerful, at least nothing will happen if I follow him.

Walking through the woods all the way, I breathed a sigh of relief, I didn't see the woman just now again, no matter if she was a human or a demon, it would be fine if she didn't pester her.

"When will we meet again, the couple, the sheng and the colorful luan under the moonlight?"

I repeated these two sentences in my heart, but I couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.It is impossible to show up suddenly and then seek a quick death, which is too illogical.

Suddenly, a small courtyard of thatched cottage appeared in front of the eyes, and there was smoke rising from the side room, and an old woman came out of the main room leaning on crutches.

I blinked, how do you look at this, a bit like the old lady who turned into a bone spirit?

Seeing me stop, the bald man asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, pulled my bald head and said nervously: "Later, if the old lady says that her daughter and wife haven't come home, let's run away."

The bald man sighed, and said with concern: "Kongkong, are you sick again? Come on, I'll chant a spell for you."

I waved his hand away: "Your uncle! You are the only one who is sick!"

The bald man smiled and asked, "That book of yours really wrote about us?"

I said "hmm" and wanted to explain to him, but I didn't know how to say it, so I just nodded in a daze.

"Why didn't the book say that female monster just now?" The bald man looked at me intently, and suddenly moved closer, smelling my breath, "Is it written in the book that you need me to hug you every night when you sleep?

I was held down by his shoulders, and I couldn't move even if I wanted to retreat. I could only let his warm breath blow out on my face. Listening to his words, I also became puzzled.

In the days after waking up, everything that happened seemed to be written in a book, but it was not written in the book.

Even the rest of us, bald and bald, were all different, at least not in the book.

Zhu Tou is handsome, kind-hearted, firm and brave in his actions.In addition to being greedy and lazy, he likes to talk about past love history, he is a perfect teammate.

As for Lao Sha, his brain is a bit stupid, but his spells are very powerful. Every time he encounters bad guys and monsters, he will do his part.

Of course, the bald head is the most powerful, his tin rod magic weapon seems to be open, and he can easily distinguish which is a monster and which is a good person.

As for myself, I don't know why it doesn't match the monkey in the book at all. If the bald man didn't mention it, I would never have thought about it.

but……

"Who is holding you to sleep!" I roared, pointing at the bald man's nose and cursing, "You stinky and shameless monk, tell me, do you push me every night? No wonder every morning I Your back hurts, you bitch..."

"You two, did you see a young girl when you came here?" The old woman walked to the fence gate at some point and asked us through the gate.