[Journey to the West] Empty Enlightenment Bodhi

Wukong was very interested in Bodhi's study. He jumped up and down in the study, touched here, looked there, and looked around with his big bright eyes.

Bodhi followed him around in fear, for fear that the little monkey might accidentally see something.Although he knew exactly where and what was placed in the study, there was nothing here that could not be seen by the person in front of him.But everything is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.What's more, the person in front of him is very transparent, he can analyze even the slightest clue, follow the clues, and solve the problem by the way.

The little monkey finally stopped in front of a box.

Bodhi looked at the two swords in the box and sighed inwardly.

It's not that these two swords cannot be given to him, it's just that the time is really not ripe.

To Bodhi's surprise, the little monkey didn't ask for the two swords this time. He just reached out and touched the words engraved on the swords, and then closed the box.

The little monkey stayed in Bodhi's illusion for another three days, went to Dange to touch a medicine cauldron, packed up the package, and went to bid farewell to Bodhi.

Bodhi seemed a little surprised: "Are you leaving now?"

"Well," Wukong nodded. At this time, Wukong was already dressed as an adult. His transformed face was neither handsome nor handsome, but just an ordinary passer-by. He didn't even bring any luggage and came alone. Bodhi Illusion, leave alone again.

"Don't you have anything to take away?" Bodhi looked at the empty hands of the man in front of him, "Dry food, pills, exercises, formulas, magic weapons, or anything else, such as spirit stones, Bodhi's illusion is so big, You always have something to take away, right?"

"Yes." Wukong nodded, "Of course I have something I want to take away."

Bodhi stared at Wukong for half a cup of tea: "You don't mean to say, you want to take me away?"

"Yes," Wukong shrugged, "but you won't let me."

Patriarch Bodhi choked for a moment, then hesitated: "You left too suddenly, why don't you wait two more days?"

"No," Wukong looked into the eyes of Bodhi Patriarch, with a firm expression, "It's better to hit the sun every other day, and I have to leave after two days, and I have to leave now. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. It's just that the disciple leaves today. How to contact Master?"

Bodhi sighed: "I'll ask Shi Zhi to take you down the mountain. Do you know the brothers on the mountain?"

"Well," Wukong replied, "there are 8000 demon clansmen, 6000 scattered immortals, [-] Buddhist practitioners, and many Confucianist practitioners. I recognize it."

Bodhi nodded: "Everyone here has an incarnation in the mortal world. If you want to contact me, just go through them."

"Is it safe?" Wukong asked, "Didn't Master have a fight with Taishang Laojun, and he is still at odds with the Heavenly Court? Is such a casual contact method safe?"

Bodhi sneered: "It's safe. Of course it's safe. The gods and Buddhas in the sky all regard the common people on the earth as ants. Who cares about every move in the mortal world."

"Alright." Wukong nodded, "If the master has no other instructions, the disciple will go down the mountain."

"Wait a minute." Bodhi stopped him, turned and went to the study.

Wukong looked at Bodhi's back and sighed.

When Bodhi reappeared, he was holding the box in his hand—the box containing the two swords.

Wukong was stunned for a moment: "Master, didn't you say that I am not suitable for using this sword? You said it was not yet time, so you can't give it to me."

"Now is the time," Bodhi said, handing the box to Wukong.

Wukong nodded, indicating that he knew, but his tone was still very firm: "Then I don't want it either." Wukong returned the box.

Bodhi shook his head, seeming to be nostalgic: "This is yours. Although it is eye-catching, it is safer if you carry it with you."

Wukong shook his head: "A gentleman does not take away what others love. Since the master likes this set of double swords so much, an apprentice can't forcefully take the sword away just because he likes the characters in it."

"obedient."

Goku shook his head firmly.

Bodhi sighed. He opened the box and took out two swords from the box: "These two swords can actually be adjusted in size automatically. If you don't like it, you can find a rope and hang it around your neck as a necklace."

"No."

"It can save lives at critical moments."

"Master, keep it, you need it more than me. What's more, if I am in heaven, wearing this is more eye-catching and easy to be recognized by others," Wukong paused, and added, "Master, in your immortality handbook, isn't it Say don't let people know that I am your disciple, if I carry these two swords, wouldn't it be too conspicuous?"

"It's nothing conspicuous. These two swords are originally the stone tablet of Huaguo Mountain, and you are a monkey from Huaguo Mountain. There will be nothing wrong with them appearing on you."

"Forget it," Wukong pushed the sword back to its original place, "I don't need it, Master, you need it more than I do. What's more, I can change 72 times, and I have developed such a skill, so I don't need it."

"Well," Bodhi didn't speak any more, and Bodhi opened his mouth.

"how?"

"I want to hug you."

Wukong opened his arms: "Come and hug."

Bodhi hugged Wukong tightly, with a gesture of tightening his arms.

However, Wukong changed his previous indifferent painting style, and began to babble and tell the person in his arms: "Master, don't stay up all night in the future, your mind is unstable now, I checked the information before, you are no different from ordinary mortals now." However, I need to take good care of my body. If I come out of this bodhi illusion and go to see Lu Ming and his mother, I will probably leave. This time, I don’t know how long it will take to go to heaven, and I don’t know how long it will be before I can be with Master See you again, Master Wanwang, take care of yourself. Well, I am an earthly immortal, so it is difficult to go to heaven, but judging from the previous situation, the Jade Emperor wanted to kill me, but the Taishang Laojun just wanted to kill me. Let me go to heaven, if the Taishang Laojun really wants to use me to make alchemy, someone will come to me at that time, and I will play by ear. If Master hears any bad rumors, don't believe it. You have to believe it Your little monkey, he won't do those things that anger people."

"Master, you have to wait for me to come back to pick you up."

"Wukong," Bodhi said suddenly, buried in Wukong's neck, "I want to kiss you."

Wukong froze for a moment, then pushed Bodhi away, "Wait a minute, Master."

Wukong turned around, and then turned back, and he had the face of an adult,

The sun is like fire, but it can't catch his brilliance; his eyebrows are picturesque, but it can't catch his elegance; the cold sword is out of its sheath, but it can't compare to his arrogance.

Bodhi looked at the little monkey's face in a daze.

The little monkey scratched his face embarrassingly, "When I transformed into a human form for the first time, I was also taken aback. Even this face, Master thinks it's too ostentatious?"

Bodhi was stunned for a while, and Wukong took the initiative to lean forward, "Master, didn't you say you want to kiss me?"

Bodhi reached out and touched the little monkey's face.

"Why," Wukong frowned, "Master, you don't like it?"

"No," Bodhi shook his head, "As long as it's you, even the ordinary passer-by face just now, I like it."

Goku smiled.

"Let me hug you," Bodhi hugged Wukong tightly, kissing Wukong's neck upwards, thin and dense, all over the back of his neck, and then upwards.

"Wukong," Bodhi buried his head between Wukong's neck, "I want to tell you something."

"what?"

Bodhi sighed, "Have you seen my handwriting?"

"Ah."

The little monkey looked at Bodhi intently, wanting to hear him finish, but Bodhi didn't make a statement, but lightly touched Wukong's side face, and said in a low voice, "I love you."

Even if you mistook me for that person, I love you as much as I want.

"I know," Wukong felt the wetness on his shoulders, he sighed indiscernibly, "Didn't I say that the other day, as long as I like you, I admit you, that's enough."

Bodhi panicked: "You found out that day?"

"Well, didn't I say that you are not as thin as that person, no matter how you change your appearance, your basic skeleton will not change, not to mention," Wukong paused, "he has Danfeng eyes, you have almond eyes, don't you want to tell me , Eat too much, can you still make your eyes round? There are too many flaws," Wukong rubbed Bodhi's head, "Your demeanor that day was also wrong. I mentioned that when you were young, you didn't even let yourself go. You wanted to refute, but you didn't open your mouth; and as you said yourself, the handwriting of the two of you is too different, I like that sword because of that word, so I can't even tell the handwriting clearly."

"I'm just," Bodhi murmured, "I'm just afraid that if I say it bluntly, you will leave me."

Wukong: ...

"Do you know why I suspected that you were a white-haired monkey on Huaguo Mountain on the first day, and tried to learn how to find people?"

"Huh?" Bodhi raised his head, "Isn't it because of the aroma of Bodhi seeds?"

Wukong smiled and shook his head: "That was after that, I was in the main hall before, and I never got close to you."

"What's that for?"

"Indulgence and obsession." Wukong said, "If your eyes were full of obsession when you saw me for the first time-I don't believe it's because you are addicted to the beauty of a monkey," Wukong laughed, " That can only prove that you have met me before. Soon, I searched my memory and recalled the white-haired monkey on the mountain. Oh, he once accidentally said that he missed it. His name is Bai Maohua. It was pretty similar when I was a child, mischievous and innocent, cute and tight.”

"Okay," Wukong patted the person in his arms, "Now, can you tell me who is that man in red? I don't think you are so nervous about his two swords because you can't remember your old love for him. ——because the look in your eyes tells me that you are dying to love me at this moment."

Bodhi shook his head: "The identity of the man in red is not important,"

"Could it be Daode Tianzun?" Wukong asked tentatively, "Don't worry, I won't run to Taishang Laojun's camp just because I admire his handwriting."

"No," Bodhi shook his head. "At that time, it wasn't just the three of us, there were many other gods. It was just an irrelevant person."

"A lot of other gods?" Wukong didn't believe it, "For example?"

"Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, was also from our time, but you haven't heard of it, have you?"

"Is he Zhen Yuanzi?"

"No," Bodhi shook his head, "The identity of the man in red is not important, he will not interfere with these matters. But the two double swords, I cherish them so much because," Bodhi raised his head and looked at Wukong, " They are tokens of Yuanshi Tianzun."

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