Journey to the West: The Ninth Life

"It's not good to lie down and rest, what are you doing now?"

As soon as Sun Wukong pushed open the door, he saw Tang Xuanzang kneeling on the futon and chanting scriptures with his palms folded, his brows were tightly furrowed, a little displeased, and his voice became a little harsh.

Before Tang Xuanzang answered, he walked over without saying a word, picked him up and put him on the bed, and his expression softened a little after the quilt was covered.

Tang Xuanzang half leaned on the bed, looked at Monkey King's face, pursed his lips, and finally his eyes fell on the golden hoop on his head.

Since the last time Sun Wukong put on the golden hoop by himself, he never reached out to take it off again.

And yourself.

Thinking that this is just an ornament made by the blacksmith, if the Great Sage likes it, it doesn't matter, as long as it is not something harmful to him, if you wear it, then you are wearing it.

But now.

Tang Xuanzang had just fallen asleep and had a dream. What he saw in his dream was Monkey King clutching his head in pain.

It hurts so much.

That feeling.

Even in a dream, Tang Xuanzang looked at Monkey King's appearance, and felt that even his own heart was convulsed and aching.

It was precisely because of this that after waking up from the nightmare, he immediately knelt down and chanted scriptures, praying for Monkey King.

"My lord, why don't you take off the golden hoop on your head?"

His brows suddenly tightened.

When Tang Xuanzang said the golden hoop, Sun Wukong's eyes fluctuated for a moment, but returned to normal in the next second.

Raising his eyebrows, he stretched out his hand and casually touched the gold hoop on his head.

Sun Wukong approached Tang Xuanzang, and stopped when he was only a finger away from him, with an unruly smile, "Don't I look good wearing this?"

Instantly blushed.

Although the two of them have already broken through the last layer of window paper, Tang Xuanzang still couldn't restrain his heartbeat and blushed every time he met Sun Wukong's deep black and golden pupils.

Don't go too far.

After murmuring for a long time, Tang Xuanzang lowered his head and said softly: "It's beautiful to look good, but I... don't know why, I still feel a little uneasy, Great Sage, why don't you just take it off—"

"No need to be upset."

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and patted Tang Xuanzang's shoulder, restrained the smile on his face, and his expression became a bit deeper.

The corners of his lips curled up, his eyes fell on a certain point in the air, his eyes were slightly cold.

But for a moment.

When he looked at Tang Xuanzang again, he became the Monkey King who was always proud, always straight, and always able to help others support the sky.

Filled with a reassuring gentle power.

"Gods, Buddhas, monsters, and ordinary mortals."

Sun Wukong chuckled, hugged Tang Xuanzang in his arms, and leaned half on the bed, his tone was very calm, even a little casual, like chatting.

"It's not that the gods and Buddhas are the kindness that can relieve people from disasters and save people from water and fire, and those demons and ghosts are not necessarily the evil that harm people's lives and harm the sky."

"In my whole life, I don't believe in heaven, god, or reincarnation, but I only believe in myself."

"Maybe some things are predestined, even I have no way to fight and no way to change."

Sun Wukong stared deeply at Tang Xuanzang, with a relaxed smile on his face, but his words were never serious.

"With me here, you don't have to kneel and beg anyone. Even if he is Guanyin Bodhisattva or Tathagata Buddha."

"Remember?"

Honestly.

To Tang Xuanzang, Sun Wukong's words were a bit abrupt and confusing.

But Tang Xuanzang suddenly had some indescribable taste and feeling in his heart.

With a wrinkled face, he didn't say a word for a long time.

It seemed that he had been ignoring one thing for so long.

That is the pride and persistence of Monkey King, the pride of Monkey King who can look down on all living beings.

indeed.

He shouldn't feel uneasy just because of a nightmare, and he shouldn't distrust the extremely powerful man in front of him just because of a nightmare.

Frowning, Tang Xuanzang finally smiled.

Looking up at Sun Wukong, just like Jiang Liuer did 500 years ago.

Reliance, trust, even certainty.

"Yes! Great Sage, I have remembered that from now on, Tang Xuanzang will only believe in Monkey King!"

"Is this true?" Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and asked solemnly.

Tang Xuanzang nodded vigorously, with a serious expression on his face, "Of course it is true!"

Sun Wukong laughed, most of the boredom in his heart dissipated, he hugged Tang Xuanzang tightly in his arms, tightened the strength of his arms, and hugged him tightly, tightly in his arms.

You fool.

You can be thousands of thousands.

Be sure to recognize your great sage.

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"Great Sage, why didn't you leave here?" Tang Xuanzang looked at the crowded market in front of him and couldn't help asking: "And Marshal Tianpeng and Sha Wujing, where did they go? "

Sun Wukong walked in front, with the golden cudgel on his shoulders, and when he heard Tang Xuanzang calling him, the corners of his lips curled into a subtle arc, he squinted his eyes, stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at Tang Xuanzang, the expression on his face was Deliberately impatient.

"You little master, why are you so wordy, why don't you just follow me?"

At the moment when Monkey King turned his head, Tang Xuanzang didn't notice what he said, all his attention was focused on Monkey King's face.

Black golden eyes with sharp edges and corners, faded away from the animal shape, exuding an indelible murderous aura all over his body, standing in place, handsome and good-looking, so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off.

"Great... Great Sage, how... how did you change... into a human form?"

Unconsciously, Tang Xuanzang stammered a bit.

Regarding his reaction, Monkey King raised his eyebrows, expressing his satisfaction, he lowered his head abruptly, and shortened the distance between the two, his voice was deep and deceptive.

"Why, little master, didn't you want me to transform into a human form for you to see?"

indeed.

The last time Tang Xuanzang stayed in a farmer's house, he begged Sun Wukong for a long time before he managed to change into a human form. The banshee in the farmer's house even fell in love with him because of his appearance.

After that, Sun Wukong kept his original form and never cast spells to transform into a human form again.

What happened today?

Without missing any subtle expressions on Tang Xuanzang's face, Monkey King couldn't help but want to laugh.

In her last life, Jiang Liu'er always wanted to transform herself into a human form for him to see. She tried hard and soft for countless times, but later she was afraid that she would be angry, so she just kept it in her heart and said nothing.

In this life.

After the turmoil at Black Tiger Mountain, Tang Xuanzang also took this matter to heart and never mentioned it to himself again.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is a human figure or a prototype.

No matter what kind of monster it is, once it reaches a certain level of practice, it will automatically transform into a human form.

The present appearance is the human form that Sun Wukong has successfully transformed into many years ago.It's just that he has always thought that human beings are stupid, and his original appearance is more relaxed, so until now, he has been using magic to maintain the prototype.

As for today.

Since he wants to enter the world with Tang Xuanzang, if he still looks like a monster that everyone frightens, it is naturally impossible.

If it was too ostentatious to say that Sun Wukong hated human beings before, now, looking at Tang Xuanzang's expression, the awkwardness in his heart has naturally faded a lot.

"Let's go, I asked that pig for some money, let's go buy some clothes and change."

Scanning Tang Xuanzang up and down, Sun Wukong shook his head. For the unchanging white monk robe on his body, he looked at it 500 years ago 20 years ago. After 500 years, he naturally felt a little boring.

"Change clothes?" Tang Xuanzang was taken aback suddenly, "Why do you need to change clothes?"

"The pig received a message from Gao Laozhuang that there was something wrong with Gao Laozhuang, so he went back with Sha Wujing to deal with it."

"I'm afraid it will take seven or eight days to go back and forth, so I will protect Master during this time and live near here waiting for them to come back."

"Then...then why do you want to buy clothes?" Tang Xuanzang continued to ask with a wrinkled face and some unwillingness to give up.

But Sun Wukong took a deep breath, glanced at him somewhat angrily, stretched out his hand to pick out his ears, held his hand in his own, and led him forward.

"Tang Xuanzang, you are really long-winded."

"Shut up and just come with me."

"Oh…"

Tang Xuanzang nodded silently, but when he looked at the back of Monkey King walking in front, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

How strange do you think people are?

He worshiped Buddha every day at Jinshan Temple and believed in Buddha for 20 years.

But it never occurred to him that one day, his mind, Gujing Wubo, who was devoted to the Buddha, would actually fall in love with a bad-tempered monster who often yelled at him.

It's just that.

This is no ordinary monster.

He is like black iron, with piercing eyes, the Monkey King Monkey King who can turn 72 into havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

After coming out of the tailor shop, both of them changed into the clothes worn by ordinary mortals.

Although the clothes are ordinary, they can't hide the special temperament of the two of them.

Sun Wukong is dressed in black, with an indelible murderous aura, and every gesture of his hands and feet is full of arrogance and confidence that can look down on the world. People can't help looking away, but they are too afraid to approach.

Tang Xuanzang still chose a white robe.

Originally, his face was clear and clean, but at this moment, wearing a jade crown on his head, he looked more gentle and elegant. When he spoke, a scholar's spirit emerged spontaneously. Standing beside Monkey King, he couldn't say anything. The harmony is pleasing to the eye.

The two stood side by side, and they had attracted the attention of many people along the way.

For some reason, Tang Xuanzang was originally happy and happy, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel depressed, with a wrinkled face and lowered head, he was busy walking, and no one paid attention to him.

Sun Wukong was naturally the first to realize that something was wrong with him.

"Why don't you speak?"

Tang Xuanzang was silent.

Along the way, Sun Wukong didn't look sideways, but he noticed how many young ladies who hadn't left the cabinet were staring at him shyly all the way.

I also encountered this kind of thing in Chang'an, but when it happened to Monkey King, Tang Xuanzang couldn't help holding back his anger.

"Tang Xuanzang!"

Monkey King was a little helpless, he couldn't help but stop, grabbed Tang Xuanzang's shoulder, and was about to determine what happened to him.

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by a person coming from behind.

"Young master, I take the liberty to disturb you."

A pretty woman in a blue dress blushed and blocked the way of the two of them, looking at Monkey King with a look of shyness and nervous anticipation.

He frowned.

In Sun Wukong's world, except for Tang Xuanzang, he treats everyone in the world like porcelain, plants, flowers and birds, without any special treatment.

He didn't think about it deeply, Sun Wukong was just a little displeased that this woman prevented him from talking to Tang Xuanzang, and he didn't intend to continue talking with her.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know this young master...can you go over there with the little girl to drink tea and rest for a while?" The woman's heart was beating like a drum as she spoke, fearing that Monkey King would misunderstand her frivolity, so she hurriedly continued to explain: "I just... just look at the two I've been walking on this street for too long, and I...have a special...special eye for this young master, so..."

Seeing the shy and affectionate appearance of this strange woman talking to Sun Wukong, Tang Xuanzang felt more and more depressed, but because of etiquette, he had to hold his breath and bow his head for a long time without speaking.

Sun Wukong's first reaction was to refuse.

But the moment he noticed Tang Xuanzang's expression from the corner of his eye, he instantly understood the reason for his sulking.

Shaking his head.

A face that was originally a bit unkind, at this moment, it was involuntarily softened a little.

From the woman's point of view, the change in Sun Wukong's expression meant that she agreed to her invitation by default. She couldn't help but feel happy, and her attitude towards Tang Xuanzang improved a lot.

"Is this son your younger brother? It seems that the two are foreigners. If you have nowhere to live, if you don't mind, you can go to my house..."

"Not my brother."

Sun Wukong shook his head imperceptibly, held Tang Xuanzang's hand, his eyes were helpless, but more, they were gentle.

The woman froze for a moment.

Sun Wukong chuckled.

Holding Tang Xuanzang's hand, on the bustling market, under the gaze of the people around him, he embraced Tang Xuanzang in his arms.

Sun Wukong, who was in a rather happy mood, tightly hugged Tang Xuanzang, who was completely stiff, and looked at the shocked strange woman.

"This is my beloved."

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Ahhhh sorry I forgot to set up the draft box again...