[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

Li Xuanqing is the lord of the Tang Dynasty, standing at the top of power, this glorious emperor of Kyushu.

His name is a taboo for ordinary people.So Tang Sanzang never called him by his name, only called him Xuanqing, Xuanqing.

It seems to be a nightmare in the bottom of my heart, obsessed with obsession.

And when Sun Wukong knew about Li Xuanqing, it was a long story.

One night when he was keeping vigil outside, the moon was clear and round, and he looked at it in a trance.

While in a trance, I heard some movement inside, and then Sha Wujing ran out with a bitter face, complaining to him, "Brother, Master is having a nightmare again, you should go in and be with him!"

Tang Sanzang sleeps quite restlessly, either with his hands and feet, or often sinks into nightmares, dripping with cold sweat.

But the amazing thing is that every time he holds Sun Wukong into the night, he can have a peaceful night, breathe evenly, and have no such strange problems.

At that time, Sha Wujing and Zhu Wuneng hadn't seen it clearly, and they only regarded it as a master to a big brother.But Sun Wukong knew in his heart that there was a person hidden in his master's heart, and that person was just looking at another person through him.Although who that person is, he does not know.

Monkey King jumped in from the window, as expected, Tang Sanzang tossed and turned on the bed, frowning tightly, muttering some words in his mouth.

Sun Wukong hesitated for a while, and finally went to bed with his clothes on. The man behind Ren Nuan suddenly circled him, as if embracing the only driftwood in the vast ocean, embracing all hope and comfort.

At first Tang Sanzang just drifted around his neck from time to time, spraying his breath, making his skin itch.Monkey King twitched his eyebrows twice. Seeing that the man was his master, he finally didn't do anything, and forcibly endured the weird feeling.But later, Tang Sanzang's hands became more and more unruly, groping around him, as if he was confirming the traces of survival with the real touch.

When the man's hand touched a spot, Sun Wukong's eyelids twitched fiercely, and the hair all over his body seemed to explode. He was about to turn over and restrain Tang Sanzang, but was shocked by the man's murmur.

"Xuanqing..."

That night, when he first heard that person's name, he had a knot in his heart ever since.

The warmth that was still somewhat tingling suddenly felt like ants gnawing, making it unbearable.His cheeks trembled, and he folded his arms tremblingly, "Master, open your eyes and look at me."

Tang Sanzang didn't listen and didn't hear, he was indulging in his own crazy dream, but his thick arms were just wishful thinking.

Sun Wukong shook him, gritted his teeth, "Tang Sanzang, open your eyes and see who I am!"

Tang Sanzang was awakened in a daze by someone, and his vision seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, like window grilles.

He vaguely saw that the person on the bed was like the person in his heart, thought he was still in a dream, so he indulged himself once, pulled the person by his shoulders, bowed his head and kissed him, as he had imagined thousands of times.

"Xuanqing..."

Sun Wukong was stunned, but was completely awakened by his call, and his eyes suddenly widened.

But Tang Sanzang was surprised by the real warm touch on his lips, and when his consciousness gradually cleared up, he was kicked out of the bed by Monkey King, with a plop, startled the ground dust!

Tang Sanzang blinked, and it took him a while to realize what happened.

He looked shocked, but remained silent, as if he was a little at a loss.

Zhu Wuneng, who was sleeping outside, was startled awake, rubbed his eyes and shouted, "Master, what happened?"

Tang Sanzang shook his head, "Go on to sleep, Master accidentally rolled out of bed."

Zhu Wuneng outside gradually became silent, and the room seemed more and more silent.Outside the window, there are ferocious howls of tigers, wolves and beasts, tearing apart the dark night and breaking it into pieces.

Just like the silent confrontation in the room at this time.

Tang Sanzang stared at Sun Wukong's face, which was very similar to Li Xuanqing, and was stunned for a moment.However, his rebellious apprentice had cold eyes, and his gaze was like a knife stabbing him awake in an instant.

He knew that with Sun Wukong's temperament, a monk, even a monk who was his master, would not be responsible for him.What's more, he didn't do anything, and it was not uncommon for two men to sleep in their arms.

only……

He stared at the bright blood on Sun Wukong's lips, his heart surged and he blocked his throat.

"Wukong... Don't blame me for being a teacher. Being a teacher just recognizes the wrong person."

Sun Wukong stared at him blankly, as if he was hidden in the deep night.

"You are very similar to my old teacher, I..."

Tang Sanzang didn't go on, but Sun Wukong understood.

He didn't know if there would be residual pain in his heart after being disappointed countless times.But that subtle feeling of being crushed made him feel cold all over.

"Master doesn't need to say anything, this disciple understands."

He silently wiped away the bitten blood on his lips, which was invisible and gorgeous.

"The disciple will only treat it as being bitten by a mosquito, and the master doesn't need to care about it."

Seeing Sun Wukong's resolute refusal to read, Tang Sanzang should have heaved a sigh of relief, but he always felt a lump in his throat and frowned.

Sun Wukong always looks indifferent to the world, but the more he is like this, the more angry he feels.

I always feel that this person... shouldn't be like this.

It seems to be an illusion.I always feel that this monkey should live like his sweetheart, with a bright smile and bright eyes.

Like a dreamlike illusion in the depths of memory, someone grinned with white teeth, fresh clothes rustling, eyebrows and eyes flying, calling "Elder Elder, look at me, look at me!"

Every night when he dreams back, this phantom always enters his dreams, like a phantom that cannot be shaken off.Those obsessions that seem to be remnants of the past seem to sprout and float in the vast sea, small, but they cannot be ignored.

Later, as if destined, he met Li Xuanqing.

The figure in the dream overlapped with that person's eyebrows, Tang Sanzang thought, this is the person he was looking for.

He and Xuan Qing should have a story in the past life, otherwise how could he be so moved when seeing that person's appearance in this life.

So obsessively thinking about it, he put all his unspeakable thoughts on that person, and even in his dream, he also called the vague shadow that often dreamed at that time, "Xuanqing, Xuanqing."

To him, Xuanqing is not only the little emperor he longs for, but also the name of an old man in his dream.

As for Wukong who looks like Xuanqing...

Tang Sanzang raised his eyes, looked at the man's deep pupils and handsome face, he was speechless in the end.

As for Wukong, he is just a passerby who got into this story by mistake.

My heart was beating faster and harder, as if my soul was clamoring wildly, pushing down some delusional thoughts.

He suppressed it, took a deep breath, and meditated to comfort himself.

He is not Xuan Qing.He is not Xuan Qing.

The two of them tossed and turned that night, and no one could sleep.

Tang Sanzang got rid of the throbbing in his heart, but he still forgot——

Sun Wukong was not Li Xuanqing at all.

Later, Sun Wukong treated him with intimacy and estrangement, and there seemed to be a turbulent undercurrent between the two of them, embracing each other every night, with heavy hands and feet.

The two of them knew Li Xuanqing's existence tacitly, Tang Sanzang didn't mention it, and Monkey King didn't ask too much.

It's just that occasionally when Tang Sanzang took out a scroll while resting on the mountain road, he would pretend to glance at it casually.

Tang Sanzang wiped his hands again and again with his sleeves to ensure that there was no dust on his fingers, and then he dared to open the scroll carefully and caressed the vivid figure with vivid eyebrows and eyes.

A lock of broken hair hangs from the temples, the eyes are like water, and the eyes are full of affection, the nose is like a gall, and the lips are like peaches. He is dressed in lotus green weeping willow, cloud satin and dark pattern clothes. Looking at this man, he feels that the vitality of the mountains and rivers has been fully absorbed. In the waves of light, it is shining brightly.

Sun Wukong thought, it really looks like him.But for a mortal, even though he is an emperor, it is too coincidental that his appearance is so similar to this monkey spirit.It's a coincidence that makes people panic.

When Tang Sanzang looked at the figure in the painting, his expression was soft, like the wrinkled spring water, with careful pity.All the way, he ate and slept in the open, because of his cherishment, the picture scroll has not been damaged or worn, which shows that he has a deep heart.

After passing Longevity Hill, Tang Sanzang opened the scroll again while resting his feet.

This time Zhu Wuneng couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he pulled Sha Wujing, rubbed it itchingly, and glanced secretly.

"This skin is so tender that it can drip water, and this little face with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, tsk tsk tsk, as expected of the emperor's family, this one is born to be one in a million..." Zhu Wuneng boasted, but he didn't see Monkey King getting darker and darker. complexion.Zhu Wuneng frowned suddenly, and pulled Sha Wujing away.

"Second senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Sha Wujing looked at his solemn expression, a little puzzled.

"Third Junior Brother, do you feel..." Zhu Wuneng looked back at Tang Sanzang and Monkey King, deliberately lowered his voice, "Do you think that the person in this portrait looks like the elder brother from 500 years ago?"

Sha Wujing's eyes widened suddenly, and he licked his lips, not knowing how to answer.

Back then when Zhu and Sun were demoted to the lower world, he never knew Sun Wukong, only heard a few rumors in the ordinary world.Speaking of which, the appearance of Jingguai has changed slowly. More than 500 years ago, the elder brother was just a monkey that had not yet grown up. Now it is just less childish, like a teenager transitioning to adulthood.

And the person in that portrait...

"Who can remember so clearly, second senior brother, you really have a good memory."

Sha Wujing shook his head.

Zhu Wuneng patted Sha Wujing's head bitterly, not knowing what to say about him.

into the night.

Sun Wukong fell asleep with Tang Sanzang in the temple as usual, while Zhu Wuneng and Sha Wujing watched the night outside.

"Second Senior Brother, Master will not have nightmares if Senior Senior Brother is with you, but we, who keep watch every night, can't bear it either!"

Sha Wujing pulled the firewood and complained softly.

"Hush!" Zhu Wuneng raised his finger, "Didn't you see that senior brother always sleeps with the master, and wakes up early in the morning with a sore back and a gloomy face? Do you want to watch the night or sleep with the master? "

Sha Wujing shook his head, "Forget it, I'm not used to sleeping with people."

Zhu Wuneng looked at him in the blink of an eye, "Third Junior Brother, you don't seem to like being close to people very much?"

"I..." Sha Wujing was in a trance for a moment, "I used to be the general of the curtain, serving the Jade Emperor... I am used to being on guard."

"Emperor of Heaven?" Zhu Wuneng listened, and sneered, "No wonder, you have served the Jade Emperor for thousands of years, and you have always been loyal, but if you break a glazed cup, he can kick you down, that's all. It would be amazing if you still like to be close to people.”

Sha Wujing turned his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed his voice.

He remembered the panic he felt when he knelt before the emperor, not because he accidentally knocked over the glass cup, but because he crossed the line.

For thousands of years, he only looked at one person, guarded only one person, and lived for only one person. The life of that person was his life, and the existence of that person was his existence.

A stone has already moved his heart, let alone his heart is not a stone.

Unexpectedly, when the man was falling asleep, he leaned over to steal a kiss. After all, he touched the bottom line and made the man fly into a rage.

Wishful thinking has a beginning and an end, so a broken glazed lamp is not a broken dream.

In the past, he was a useful dog in the eyes of the Jade Emperor, but now he is a disgusting existence who likes men in the eyes of that person.Just like his ugly fish monster real body now.

The man asked him to go, and he left.Thousands of arrows pierced his heart, his future was gone, his appearance was ruined, and he endured them all.What has he been asking for all these years?

Sha Wujing was stunned, he wanted to get another chance to return to the Heavenly Court.See if that person still remembers him, and if he regrets exiling him... He wants to know if his devotion for thousands of years has left even a trace in that person's heart.

So, he followed his master to learn scriptures.

Even if he knows that what he wants to take is not the scriptures, but a result.

"Second senior brother, what about you?" Sha Wujing took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in his heart. "You just touched the hands of Fairy Nishang, how come you were demoted to the earth?"

Zhu Wuneng sighed exaggeratedly, and glanced at Sha Wujing, "You don't know the relationship between Jade Emperor and Nishang?"

Sha Wujing was taken aback for a moment, he put all his heart on the Jade Emperor for these few thousand, and didn't know anything else.

"The Jade Emperor is also going to marry a wife and give birth to a son to pass on the throne. In this heaven, who doesn't know that Nishang is the most beautiful among all the immortals? The Jade Emperor has long wanted to accept Nishang as his queen, but Nishang has been secretly declining. Pick it up."

Zhu Wuneng's eyebrows and eyes were silent, "I was drunk at the time, and I couldn't control myself for a while, so I grabbed Nishang's hand, but unexpectedly, the Jade Emperor broke through."

The heart felt like it was slow, and it hurt every inch.Sha Wujing's breathing was completely out of control, and his murmured voice seemed to contain hoarse blood, "It turns out that he has long wanted to accept Nishang as the queen... It turns out that there is someone in his heart..."

It's ridiculous that he has been dreaming for so many years.

"I think when my old Zhu was the Marshal of the Canopy, I was so romantic and admired by all the immortals, but there was only that person..." Zhu Wuneng smiled wryly and shook his head, "Only she refused me. For so many years, I dare not be abrupt, Not daring to get close to her, even holding her hand cautiously, but in the end, it won't be exchanged for a deep affection."

Inside the temple, there was a turbulent embrace, and outside the temple, the bloody scars were like drunken people, leaving empty ridicule all over the place.

The four masters and apprentices, each of them had their own desires but couldn't get what they wanted, and their affection was wrong, as if they were destined, or as footnotes that had been arranged long ago.

The voice outside the temple gradually decreased, and the moonlight in the sky was pale.

There was a crack in my heart, and the cold wind was blowing,

Some people are devastated, some people are riddled with holes.

"Third Junior Brother, is it raining?"

"Yeah...it's so cold."

It must be raining...

Otherwise, how could their faces be wet and cool.