Journey to the West: The Ninth Life

sunset.

The afterglow smudged the entire sky into a heroic blood red.

Since leaving Gao Laozhuang, the canopy has removed the magic to maintain its appearance, staring at a pig-headed face that might scare others, and even its personality seems to have become a lot more open-minded and cheerful.

Only there were a few wounds on his face that came out of nowhere, which looked a little indescribably funny.

Walking side by side with Tang Xuanzang, I don't know what I was talking about, which touched the wound, and the grinning appearance was so funny that Tang Xuanzang couldn't help laughing.

But when the canopy didn't notice.

Tang Xuanzang couldn't help turning his head to look at Monkey King from time to time.

Sun Wukong walked behind.

With a golden hoop on his shoulders, he looked lazy and casual, squinting his eyes, looking up at the clouds above his head, and occasionally glanced at the two people in front of him occasionally.

The conversation he had with Canopy that day ended in a very unpleasant way.

Or to put it another way.

Before Tianpeng could finish his sentence, he lost his mind almost instantly and was beaten up by himself who was extremely furious.

Sun Wukong didn't know why he got angry.

Maybe it's because I feel a little irritable looking at the pig's face on the canopy.

Or it's been too long since I've touched anyone, and I want to vent my anger.

Anyway things come to an end.

Canopy can't beat Monkey King.

So after being beaten up hard, the already horrible face became even more horrible.

"call--"

Breathing out a breath of depression, he stretched out his hand to rub the swollen and painful temples, and forcibly suppressed all those messy emotions.

He still followed behind at an unhurried pace.

Tang Xuanzang couldn't help turning his head to look at him again.

Just met Sun Wukong's eyes.

Eye to eye.

Tang Xuanzang was startled for a moment, then blushed and groaned for a long time.

Finally, he straightened his back and glared at Monkey King.

"Why don't you go ahead?"

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, looking at his appearance, for some reason, most of the irritability in his heart dissipated, and it was rare to feel a little teasing.

"Why did I go ahead?" He was still crossing his arms as he spoke, as if he was waiting for an explanation from him.

Tang Xuanzang froze suddenly.

"I... I am your master!"

Tianpeng watched from the side, and when he heard this sentence, all the peaches that had been stuffed into his mouth were sprayed out, and his whole face turned red from choking.

Who dares to say that I am your master in front of Monkey King?

Or.

Although this road of learning from the Western Paradise, the Buddha did say that Sun Wukong was an apprentice to protect Tang Xuanzang.

But if he wasn't willing, who would dare to treat Sun Wukong as an apprentice?

Did not answer Tang Xuanzang's words.

Sun Wukong glanced casually at the canopy, but that was it.

It almost made the canopy break out in cold sweat instantly, with thorns on his back.

With a cough, he grinned at Tang Xuanzang a few times, silently stepped back two steps, stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his face, and let out a few exaggerated ouches.

"This face hurts me..."

As he spoke, he walked behind the two of them.

Where Sun Wukong couldn't see, he stretched out his hand and silently wiped his cold sweat.

How did he forget.

No matter how incredible things are, as long as they are in Tang Xuanzang, they are possible.

And Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows when he saw Canopy Sensei walking to the back, his expression unchanged.

Only when facing Tang Xuanzang.

Flipping the golden cudgel back into his ears, he licked his ears impatiently.

He stretched out his hand to Tang Xuanzang.

"There are a lot of monsters along the way, if you don't want to be cooked, just follow closely."

It was clearly a vicious tone.

However, Tang Xuanzang noticed that Monkey King's footsteps were neither fast nor slow, and he stood side by side with him from the beginning to the end.

"The Buddha said not to speak, the Buddha said not to speak."

At the same time, Canopy, who also keenly noticed this detail, rubbed the wound on his face, shaking his head with emotion.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and turned to look at him.

The canopy fell silent for a moment.

Tang Xuanzang couldn't help secretly laughing as he watched the undercurrent between the two.

The atmosphere is rare and harmonious.

Sun Wukong was full of indelible evil spirits all over his body, but he held Tang Xuanzang's hand all the way and never let go.

The sunset is beautiful.

Tianpeng walked behind, looking at the backs of the two people, couldn't help but want to laugh, touched the wound on his face and grinned again.

How to describe it?

Ok.

I have a tiger in my heart, but I sniff the rose carefully.

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Stop and go along the way, the canopy talks more, Monkey King talks less, Tang Xuanzang is clear and gentle.

Sun Wukong is the nemesis of the canopy, and Xuanzang, who is the most gentle, happens to be the nemesis of Sun Wukong.Along the way, the three completely different people actually get along in rare harmony.

It was already nightfall at this time, and there was no moonlight or stars overhead.

But in front of him was a swift and turbulent river, ten miles wide, with no end in sight, and it was getting late, let alone looking for a boatman to carry him across the river.

Sun Wukong frowned. Although he didn't pay attention to the raging river, Tang Xuanzang insisted on not using spells on the way to learn scriptures.

"Then shall we spend the night here tonight?" Turning his head to look at Tang Xuanzang, he asked.

A handsome face was wrinkled together, Tang Xuanzang didn't know why, his heart was beating violently, and he felt vaguely unspeakable uneasiness.

Without answering Sun Wukong's words, he stood up and walked to the big river in front of him. Looking at the dark river, he felt more and more uncomfortable.

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the river is turbid and bottomless.

"Great Sage, will there be monsters here?" Tang Xuanzang asked with some trepidation as he turned his head to look at Sun Wukong.

"With him, even monsters would be beaten to death with one stick." Canopy stretched his waist and sat on the ground, then casually took over the topic.

Sun Wukong glared at him.

When he walked to Tang Xuanzang's side, he also sat down on the ground by himself, stretched out his hand and patted the position beside him.

"Are you afraid of monsters?"

There was still a sense of uneasiness that was so strong that it was hard to ignore, but looking at Monkey King's black and golden eyes, my heart was inexplicably settled down a lot.

"Not afraid."

"With the Great Sage around, I am not afraid."

Seemingly having figured it out, Tang Xuanzang let out a sigh of relief and sat beside Monkey King, looking up at him with a trusting smile.

Sun Wukong looked at him in a daze.

500 years ago, Jiang Liuer was like this.

Believe in him for everything, rely on him for everything, as if the Monkey King is the most powerful figure in the world, there is nothing he can't do.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay." Quickly gathering his emotions, Monkey King shook his head, looked around at Dahe in front of him and said lightly, "Don't worry, sleep, not only are there no monsters around here, but there is also a strong fairy energy, I'm afraid it's some fairy's secluded place .”

Which fairy hideaway?

As soon as Monkey King said this, the canopy who was lying on the ground and rested sat up and looked at the river in front of him again.

Scratching his head, he always felt as if something had been overlooked by him, but he couldn't think of it no matter what.

The firewood was crackling.

Canopy fell asleep, snoring evenly and deeply.

Sun Wukong is lying on the ground with his head resting on his arms, a blade of grass in his mouth, and looking at the dark sky above his head.

Tang Xuanzang slept next to Monkey King.

Breathing evenly, as if falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took.

Monkey King stood up and glanced around, and drew a protective cover around Tang Xuanzang, confirming that he was fast asleep before lying down to sleep himself.

windy.

Not big.

It is indescribably comfortable to blow on people.

Monkey King had a dream.

Dreaming that Tang Xuanzang recovered his previous life memory and smiled at him.

I don't know if it's because the dream is too beautiful, but Sun Wukong subconsciously doesn't want to wake up.

Sleep until dawn.

"My lord, my lord, get up!"

The voice of the canopy was panicked like never before, shaking Monkey King and shouting, "Master is gone!"

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Once again, the phone is dead on the highway and just charged [-]% of the battery to give you an update... sorry for the lateness