Journey to the West: The Ninth Life

"Wukong, I'm glad you made the right choice in the end."

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva sits tall and upright on the lotus platform, with a pair of compassionate eyes revealing a determination to control everything.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand to touch the golden hoop on his head as if nothing had happened. Leaning most of his body on the tree, he raised his head and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva, with the corners of his lips curled into a smile that was not a smile.

"Bodhisattva, since my old grandson was released from the Five Elements Mountain, you have often appeared in front of me."

"Isn't Zizhu Forest interesting, and those believers don't have any requests, so you are free?"

Sun Wukong's attitude is really not respectable.

In other words, he almost naked|naked|naked wrote his dislike of Guanyin and even the Buddha on his face, and showed it without any concealment.

Sun Wukong, the great sage equal to heaven.

When did you ever need to compromise and cover up your inner thoughts?He sneered slightly.

Sun Wukong leaned against the tree and didn't look at her, his voice was low and flat.

"I've put on the golden hoop as you said, and I've been walking westward for two or three days."

"I'm just a wild monkey that jumped out of a rock. As for Tang Xuanzang...he is timid and has a mortal body. I'm afraid he can't afford the grace of seeing the Bodhisattva appear every day."

"If nothing happens in the future, there is no need for Guanyin Bodhisattva to come in person."

Having said that, the order to evict guests has already been issued.

He sat casually on the tree, his eyes were ordinary, but the indescribable, hard and cold disdain emanating from his body instantly angered Guanyin.

"Sun Wukong, you have been suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain for 500 years and have not repented, why are you so rude?"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been worshiped and worshiped by countless people for tens of thousands of years. Now she comes here for Sun Wukong again and again, but she is so offended by him again and again. Naturally, she can't suppress her anger and sternly reprimands her.

"My old grandson was raised by nature, so naturally he can't compare with those gods and Buddhas."

Before he finished speaking, he fell straight from the branch, and let out a sharp roar while clutching his painful head.

Hoop spell!

as predicted.

Guanyin Bodhisattva is sitting on the lotus platform, and the mantras that he utters continuously are really tight mantras!

This is the first time Sun Wukong has experienced the power of the curse.Even with his determination and will, at this moment, his face was uncontrollably pale, dripping with cold sweat, he couldn't stand steadily, and his whole body was trembling violently.

The golden hoop is the most precious treasure of Buddhism.

When someone else recites the mantra of tightening the hoop, the golden hoop will shrink inward without limit until it crushes the head.

If this is the case, it's fine, but the golden band is tight, and there is a human soul.

It almost burns the most fragile soul in the human body on the real fire of samadhi, which is heart-piercing and painful.Sun Wukong was rolling on the ground, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, managed to calm down, wiped off his sweat, his face was pale, and he raised his head to look at Guanyin Bodhisattva in the mid-air.

"happy!"

"My old grandson knows what it feels like to wear the Buddha's golden hoop on his head."

"happy!"

In the end, Sun Wukong gritted his teeth stiffly, holding the golden cudgel in his hand, and using the golden cudgel as support, he stood up unsteadily, straightening his back like a javelin.

"Buddha."

"come on!"

"I am Monkey King Monkey King."

"How can you be bound by a golden hoop?"

"come on!"

After saying the last sentence, Monkey King couldn't control his stick and hit the ground directly, smashing the ground into a huge bottomless gully.

Trembling.

cold sweat.

Salty blood.

Dripping sweat stains.

"Monkey King, do you know your mistake?"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva looked at Sun Wukong who was struggling to support with cold eyes, expressionless.

The golden hoop is the number one torture in the world, once it is worn and the mantra of the hoop is recited, the pain this person endures will be like ten thousand kinds of pain added to one's body at the same time.

Even Monkey King.

It is absolutely unbearable.

Monkey King raised his head and laughed at Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Every word he uttered almost touched the muscles of his whole body, and the pain was uncontrollable.

However, he still paused every word, and every word he said abruptly was clear.

"Buddha."

"What do you want me to know?"

"I only do what I think is right in my life. I am worthy of the sky and worthy of the earth. What mistakes do you want me to admit?"

At the end of the sentence, it was almost like a thunder on the ground, and the strong wind blew so hard that people's faces hurt.

"Stubborn and unrepentant, obsessive and unrepentant!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly had nothing to do with Sun Wukong. After taking a few deep breaths, he urged the lotus platform, ready to leave angrily.

At this time, the curse has stopped, and Sun Wukong uses the golden cudgel as a support to stand upright on the spot.

I have been watching the back of Guanyin Bodhisattva disappearing into the sky.

It wasn't until he couldn't see it at all that the golden cudgel in his hand trembled violently, and it was stiff in place, with a big crack cracked.

Sun Wukong never shows weakness in front of anyone.

But at this moment, the veins on Sun Wukong's temples were bulging, and his whole body looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

Straighten your back.

He turned his head to look not far away, Tang Xuanzang who was sleeping peacefully under his mask.

When chanting the mantra.

It really hurts.

It hurts more than 500 years ago.

Well, that's right.

The one on Sun Wukong's head is a real gold hoop, which was given to Tang Xuanzang by Guanyin Bodhisattva that day.

Right hand flip.

Sun Wukong looked at a golden hoop that was exactly the same as his own head quietly appearing in the palm of his hand, he couldn't help shaking his head and wanted to laugh, but his muscles were pulled for a moment, and his teeth grinned in pain.

Tang Xuanzang is a big fool.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, and removed the mask that was covering him at this moment to isolate all sounds and noises. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he turned over again, jumped onto the branch and sat down.

That day when Tang Xuanzang went to the iron shop, he followed him all the way.

It's not to see what he does, but I don't know if it's because Jiang Liu'er died in front of him in the previous life, Monkey King is almost paranoid, and doesn't want him to leave his sight for half a step.

Tang Xuanzang had a mortal body, but Sun Wukong changed in every way, with superb spells.

He followed him, watching him hold the gold hoop tangled and hesitant, watched him enter the blacksmith shop, watched him take out the few remaining coils and beg others to make a pair of gold hoops that were exactly the same.

Watching him knelt on the ground with his hands clasped together, he begged Buddha to forgive him over and over again.

Watch him pretend nothing happened, throw the real gold hoop under the cliff, and put the fake one in the package.

I can't tell what it feels like.

In fact, Sun Wukong wanted to pretend that he didn't know anything, and waited for Tang Xuanzang to take out the fake gold hoop for him to wear.

I just waited for these three or four days.

This clumsy and dull monk didn't even know how to take out a fake one.

Tang Xuanzang was too naive.

How could he not know if Lao Er's golden hoop is real or not, and if it is worn on his head?

A fake is a fake, so how can you really hide it from the sky and replace the real?

Deliberately overturning the luggage to let the gold hoop fall out.

Put on the fake gold hoop in front of Tang Xuanzang as if nothing had happened.

But in fact, as early as the moment he reached out to take it, the golden hoop had already been replaced with a real one.

fool.

What a fool.

Sun Wukong leaned against the tree, put his hands behind his head to look at the stars, and hit the golden hoop on his head, a little disgusted, and a little bit annoyed.

Jiang Liu'er is a badass.

When did the memory come back, I had to grab his ear and beat him up.

Think so.

It's obviously a vicious expression.

The scene of Tang Xuanzang throwing the real gold hoop off the cliff and kneeling on the ground begging the Buddha for forgiveness emerged in his mind.

Even he himself didn't realize it.

Just how gentle and moving is the expression on Sun Wukong's face at this moment.

He is a stone monkey who jumped out of the Nuwa stone, even if he became the king of Huaguo Mountain, he became the Monkey King who shocked the six realms.

But I only met one Tang Xuanzang who treated him like this.

How pedantic and stupid.

But it also makes people feel uncontrollably soft-hearted.

Sun Wukong snorted and muttered to himself.

I have long been used to the headache that was bothered by you 500 years ago. After 500 years, I don't care about being annoyed by you for a few more years.

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"My lord, there is a village in front of us, why don't we go and find a family to rest?" Tang Xuanzang's eyes lit up suddenly when he saw the village in front of him, and he habitually looked at Monkey King and asked.

The first reaction was to frown.

In fact, Sun Wukong doesn't like to meet people.

In other words, when ordinary people saw him, they kept making noises, and the sound of fussing and shouting monsters really made his head hurt.

Seeing Tang Xuanzang's expression, the frown deepened a little bit, the word of refusal came to his lips, and finally he nodded in agreement angrily, and walked to the front with the golden cudgel on his shoulder.

Tang Xuanzang was behind, looking at his back, couldn't help but smile, and quickened his pace to catch up with him.

In fact, although Sun Wukong never said anything along the way, he really took good care of him.

He wasn't tired enough to need a rest, but Monkey King hadn't rested after walking more than ten miles with his luggage.

Although Tang Xuanzang was very clear in his heart, according to Sun Wukong's physical strength, he might not feel any serious problems if he walked for several days and nights without stopping.

But he just hoped to find a place for him to take a good rest.

"Benefactor, we are going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures..."

Before Tang Xuanzang finished speaking, the people who had just opened the door were almost scared out of their wits when they saw Monkey King's face. They screamed and closed the door with a bang, almost hitting Tang Xuanzang in the face.

Sun Wukong frowned, but didn't speak, and stood behind and stretched out his hands to pick his ears.

Tang Xuanzang pursed his lips, the next family.

"Benefactor, we are going to the West Paradise..."

"Monster, monster!" There was another bang.

third house.

"Benefactor, this is my apprentice Sun Wukong, he is a good—"

This time, before Tang Xuanzang finished speaking, Sun Wukong pulled him back.

Some impatient.

"Let's go, don't waste your words in vain."

Tang Xuanzang did not move.

In the eyes of others, Master Xuanzang, who was young and dignified and always merciful, felt a little indescribably sullen at this moment.

He doesn't like other people watching Sun Wukong shouting monsters with disgusted, guarded and frightened eyes.

He is the Monkey King, how could he be a monster?

"What are you still doing in a daze? Let's go." As he said that, Monkey King walked to the front and prepared to leave on his own.

He didn't take two steps, but was held back by Xuanzang.

"Great Sage, let me see if you become a human being, okay?"

Some are nervous, some feel that they are rude, and more are apprehension and anticipation.

Tang Xuanzang's eyes were burning, and he unconsciously grabbed Monkey King's arm.

Without thinking.

"constant."

"why?"

Tang Xuanzang pursed his lips and did not give up, "Great Sage, just turn into a human and let me see. OK?"

Monkey King frowned, and his attitude still showed no signs of softening.

"No change, let's go."

"No."

"how?"

Tang Xuanzang was also very stubborn and stubborn. After coughing, his face turned red, and he choked out a sentence for a long time.

"I am your master, you...you must listen to me."

After saying these words, Tang Xuanzang's face turned even redder, and Monkey King paused with interest, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Tang Xuanzang with a half-smile.

His voice was already low, but at this moment, he had a narrow smile on his face, which was very deceiving.

"Little master wants to see me turn into a human?"

Tang Xuanzang nodded, pursed his lips, turned around and glanced at the villagers' houses behind him, clenched his fists and then let go.

"Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but all peoples are not enlightened."

"They just saw your face and called you a monster, but we didn't even have a chance to explain."

obviously.

Tang Xuanzang felt a little lost.

"I don't want them to call you a monster."

He raised his head and looked at Sun Wukong, his eyes were clear, like a clear spring that could see to the end.

"Great Sage, can you turn into a human and show me?"

"so troublesome."

Sun Wukong frowned angrily.

When a spell was cast, he felt uncomfortable, frowned and patted Tang Xuanzang's shoulder.

The moment Xuanzang raised his head, he was completely stunned.

Almost couldn't believe my eyes.

"Great Sage..."

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