[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

Chen Wei didn't know that he would be sick for three consecutive days, and he woke up not long after passing out.

It's just that after waking up this time, it was different from usual.

It was pitch black all around. He sat up and looked up, down, left, and right. No matter which direction he moved his head, all he could see was the kind of blackness that could not be seen.

The black Chen Wei even suspected that his eyes were blind, he raised his two palms gropingly to find the position of the eyelids on his face, and blinked his eyes hard a few times.

Only then did I confirm that my eyes were open, and all I could see was indeed a completely black world.

Not only was it pitch black in front of him, but there was not even any sound around him. Chen Wei listened to the movement around him with his ears upright, and called out in a low voice, "Wukong?"

No one responded, and Wukong, who usually ran over when he called, ignored him this time.

"Is it a dream?"

Speaking of coming to this world, Chen Wei has never had a dream, and every time he falls down and falls asleep, and then wakes up normally when he opens his eyes.

Or wake up halfway, dreaming has never happened in more than [-] years.

Suddenly dreaming now, it is still such a weird dream.

Chen Wei lay down silently, closed his eyes and thought that he was dreaming now, he just needed to sleep again and wake up again.

After a stick of incense, the person lying down opened his eyes again. The things in front of him were still pitch black. Chen Wei turned over and got up, feeling a little sleepless.

"Forget it, let's go for a walk, maybe you can wake up when you are tired from walking in the dream."

The main reason is that this dark and quiet place makes people feel creepy and unable to wake up.

He couldn't see the directions around him, so he could only open his arms and grope, moving forward step by step carefully.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, people who were used to walking in the dark heard a faint sound.

The person who stopped was squatting on the ground and listening to the movement in front of him with his ears erect. The sound was getting closer and closer, as if he was also walking in his direction.

Chen Wei stood up from the ground, crossed his hips, thinking that this was his dream, who could it be?

Could it be a furry civet cat?

No, the civet cat is too small, or a giant panda monster that appeared in his dream and stroked his fur obediently.

Thinking of this, Chen Wei didn't wait for the other party to walk slowly this way, he directly stretched his two arms and groped forward, wanting to take the initiative to catch this big furry.

"Mimi, Mimi, Zuo Zuo... Zuo Zuo?" Chen Wei used the most common tone of calling animals, calling Mimi to all cats, and calling Zuo Zuo if Mimi couldn't.

In short, this method is passed down from generation to generation.

The human beings walking all the way from the opposite side heard the screams from the darkness, and the original irritability became calm. When they walked three meters away from the person, they opened their eyes and looked at the person shouting indiscriminately all the way in the darkness. Walk straight towards him.

When he was one meter away from him, Chen Wei stopped and listened to the movement in front of him, stretched out his hand and waved, but didn't touch anything.

Xuanzang raised his foot, intentionally making a slight movement on the ground.

After confirming that there was someone with something in front of him, he immediately lowered his arms and took two steps forward. Now the distance between the two is less than a foot.

"Mimi?"

Hearing the faint sound of breathing, Chen Wei vaguely felt something was wrong.

The height of the sound of breathing seems to be the same as his. Although giant pandas are indeed tall when they stand up, such a big panda will definitely not be rubbed by him. Maybe the dream of masturbation will become an iron-eating beast in the next second. nightmare.

"Do you find cats in your dreams every day?"

Xuanzang looked at the suddenly quiet person in the darkness, and opened his mouth to break the silence.

"I've never had a dream before. How could I look for a cat?" Chen Wei answered subconsciously before realizing what he said just now. He took a breath and raised his arms in disbelief, stretching them forward: "Xuanzang?"

Fingertips touched a piece of rough fabric, along the shoulder all the way up, Chen Wei held the opponent's face, moved forward: "Is it really you?"

Xuanzang let him hold his face, "Why did you come here? What happened outside?"

"I don't know, I thought I was dreaming. It was the first time I dreamed since I was a child, and it was you."

Chen Weichao happily held the face in the palm of his hand, groped to describe his facial features, and said cheerfully: "This feeling is quite interesting. You can touch my face to see if we look the same."

It is said that the appearance of a person's body and soul are sometimes different. Chen Wei gestured at his browbones, and before he could do anything, he touched the direction of the eyebrows on his own face.

"Oh, what a pity, if only there was light."

It's pitch black here, he can't see anything, he can only grope with his hands.

"I have been here all the time."

From the age of five, after Chen Wei woke up for the first time, every time his body did not belong to Xuanzang, he would be in this darkness, sometimes he would fall asleep, and most of the time he would just sit in this darkness, quietly Waiting for the next time to wake up in the body again.

"Huh?" The person holding him was stunned, and looked around with temporarily useless eyes: "Are you here every time you fall asleep?"

"Yeah." Every time.

Chen Wei let go of his hand, took a step back and looked towards the direction the other party came from just now, it was also pitch black there.

"Then how do you usually get out?"

"Just wake up, and you can see the outside world when you wake up." Xuanzang thought that what they experienced was the same.

Chen Wei remembered what happened when he fell down just now, and slapped his head: "I understand! It must be because of our illness. I was talking to Monk Ji Le just now, and I felt that my eyes went dark, and then I appeared in this place.

The two of us have never been sick since we were young, and we have never appeared together. Only the last time Huoyanshan was fanned by a Rakshasa woman, that time was considered a physical illness. "

I'm afraid that the body was really sick, and the two soul bodies could meet again.

A cold palm stretched out, groping and pressing on his forehead: "Does your head still hurt now?"

"Hiss... your hands are so cold, but your head doesn't hurt much."

Chen Wei shivered directly from the cold of his palm, took off his palm and held it, trying to warm him up with his own body temperature: "It seems that you are sick, look at your temperature, it is almost Frozen into a block of ice."

Chen Wei only felt that the temperature of his hands holding the other's hand was dropping rapidly.

"I know there is a place where the temperature is warm." Xuanzang grabbed the palm that had to evacuate, and led him away from this dark place.

Although he has lived here for more than twenty years, every dark place is different, so Xuanzang took him to that dark place with high temperature.

In Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai, Liujia came back from collecting a lot of herbs, and when he got to the guest room, he heard that the mage passed out.

The monks in the temple also helped an elderly doctor into the room to take the pulse of the master and treat the illness.

Wukong squatted beside the bed, from time to time he took off the warm towel and replaced it with a cold one, and put it back on the master's forehead to cool him down.

Standing beside him, Ji Le held his breath and watched the old man bow his head and meditate after feeling his pulse. He couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Chong Lao, how is his body? Can it be cured?"

The old doctor named Zhong gave him a blank look: "What nonsense, this mage just suffered from cold and caused a lack of righteousness, external evils entered the body, and a high fever caused by the invasion of cold air. I prescribed two medicines, one medicine and three bowls of water. Make a bowl, drink it for two days and wait for the fever to subside and you will be fine."

"Look, old man, we have just picked herbs from the outside, if there is anything missing, just mention it, we will look for it right away."

Jiawu put down the bag of herbs that they were carrying on their backs. This was the herbs they dug up from the nearby mountains.

There are also several pieces of ganoderma lucidum snow lotus sealwort ginseng.

Seeing so many good medicines, Mr. Chong waved his hands again and again: "These tonics can't be given to him, and these are unprepared. You only need to pay a little money. I have decoctions over there. You can get one." People follow me to get it, and I will have to decoct the medicine later."

Wukong rolled up the package directly and stuffed it all into the arms of the old man.

"I'll give it all to you, old man, as long as you wake up my old master Sun, I will get you as many Ganoderma lucidum pills as you want, even if you go to the Taishang Laojun's house."

Mr. Chong walked out with the heavy package in his arms: "Nonsense, follow me to get the medicine."

"Great Sage, let me decoct the medicine. If the mage wakes up here, I will definitely look for you first."

Ding Mo stood up, Liu Ding Liujia's usual job was to protect the mage's safety and take care of his basic necessities, but now under the protection of 12 of them, the mage fell ill and developed a high fever.

Liu Ding Liujia blamed himself, and no one wanted to be idle, and all wanted to do their part for the mage.

Wukong had no choice but to let him do it, and sat by the bed to watch over the people.

During the meal, Monk Ji Le went to the kitchen to have a fast meal and brought it to them.

Everyone in the room looked at the unconscious mage, and they had no appetite.

The female monster hanging on the top of the tree and guarded by the Drifting Monk had no rations.

All the people in the courtyard seemed to have forgotten her existence unintentionally, and they didn't give her a sip of water or a sip of steamed buns all day and night.

The female monster on the top of the hungry tree pressed its chest against its back, and at first it yelled a few times, then the blue-faced monk under the tree got up with the magic wand in his hand, and looked at her with those red lantern-like eyeballs , looking at her.

The monster didn't dare to move even being stared at by that gaze, and could only pray that the monk would wake up quickly, otherwise she would not only lose Yuanyang, but also have to confess her own life here.

When Ding Mo cooked the decoction, the people sleeping in the guest room did not wake up.

Ding Mo took a spoon and fed a spoonful of bitter medicine to the comatose person.

The person holding the spoon held his breath, and he was relieved to see the soup in the spoon being swallowed with his own eyes, and continued to feed it persistently.

In the dark world, the dim-witted person who was sleeping on Xuanzang's shoulder suddenly found his mouth full of bitterness, frowned and opened his eyes, facing Shang Ding Mo's red eyes.

After blinking, another mouthful of bitter soup was delivered to his mouth.

Chen Wei swallowed subconsciously, and the next second his whole face was wrinkled into a ball, "Don't... Gululu..."

Ding Mo took the opportunity to drink a few more sips for him, and looked at the awakened person with his boiled red eyes: "Master, you have been sleeping for a day and a night, and now you are finally awake."

It seems that the decoction of the old man in this temple is very effective, Ding Mo took the spoon without waiting for his answer, and fed him a bowl of decoction in one breath with excitement.

Every time Chen Wei opened his mouth to speak, he was blocked by a spoon.

When he had strength in his hands and feet, he was finally able to wave away the soup bowl that was the source of all suffering, and the person sitting on the bedside feeding him the medicine also tilted the medicine bowl to him: "It's finished."

The man who raised his arm and struggled so hard looked at the empty medicine bowl, lowered his arm with a disheveled face, and opened his mouth to shout the first word after he was free: "Water."

Now his whole body is suffering from the bowl of medicine from his mouth all the way to the soles of his feet.

If he didn't drink water and mixed it, Chen Wei suspected that he would turn into a Coptis chinensis on the spot.

"Wait, Mage, I'll go and pour you some water."

Ding Mo put down the medicine bowl, brought him a teacup on the table, and poured warm tea for him.

Chen Wei held the cup and gurgled, and drank three cups in a row before the bitterness in his mouth was almost gone.

He put down his teacup and looked at the person in front of him, as well as Monkey King who hurried in.

"Wukong, why is your hair so messy?"

Chen Wei was still dizzy and had no strength in his limbs, so he could only hold his head up and look at Wukong who pushed Ding Mo away and walked to him.

Putting a hairy hand on his forehead, after feeling the temperature, he immediately looked at the empty soup bowl on the bedside, turned around and told Ding Mo: "This old man's soup really works, you can cook some more. Let my old grandson's master drink it three times a day."

"No!" Chen Wei was the first to refuse, grabbing the corner of the quilt and lifting the quilt all the way up to his chin: "I already feel much better, and I'll be fine if I sleep again, I don't need to drink that soup."

"You have been in a coma for a whole day, your objection is invalid." Wukong asked Ding Mo to decoct the medicine without any refusal.

I sat by the bed and accompanied him, "Let's stay in this temple for a few more days, and then leave after you recover. Anyway, we have been walking in Xitian for these years, and it doesn't make any difference how many days earlier."

Chen Wei was still a little sleepy, with his chin resting on the bedding, listening to him babbling and persuading people, which were actually comforting words, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he stretched out a hand to grab the corner of the apprentice's clothes: "Then pull a Let me turn a monkey hair into a civet cat, maybe I can get well sooner."

Monkey King, who was trying to appease the mortal monk, silently pulled the corner of his clothes out of that hand, then stuffed the still warm human palm into the quilt, and gave him four corners of the quilt. The pressure was tight, and then he said, "No way!"

"Ah... our monkey brother is so cold and ruthless, he has become so ill as a teacher, he just made a small request, but no one agreed, alas..."

The human who suffered from the tight quilt sighed softly.

Sun Wukong has lived for more than 500 years, and he has never seen such a long-winded human being. Not only will this human being always have good intentions, but he will also change his face and act when he has nothing to do.

Every time he was made soft-hearted and deceived, at first he agreed that he was only allowed to touch his head once a day, but later on along the way, he did not know how many times he was touched.

Now he is using the excuse of being sick again, and wants him to turn into a civet cat for him to play with.

He is the majestic Monkey King, Monkey King, is his monkey hair used to turn into a civet cat for humans to play with!

"Is it really not good? I just want to hold it for a while."

The human lying there opened his black eyes with a deceptive light, looking at his apprentice expectantly.

"One hour, I will only give you one hour, after the Dingmo decoction comes back, you can release it." Wukong turned his head, stopped looking at the expectant face, pulled out a monkey hair and blew it away. In one breath, he turned into a civet cat he wanted and threw it on the bed.

"Okay! It's a deal!" Chen Wei wanted to reach out to give him a high-five, but he was stared at and didn't dare to move.

A milky-yellow cat with a small face with flying beards climbed onto his quilt with a "gurgling" sound in its throat.

Chen Wei opened a gap in the corner of the quilt to let the kitten in. After hugging the fluffy kitten with both hands, he fell asleep with heavy eyelids.

Wukong sat by the bed and watched over him, and the ray of spirit placed on the monkey hair could feel the other person's body temperature was still very high, so he got up again to fetch cold water, washed the towel and put it on the mortal monk's forehead to cool him down.

Xuanzang sat alone in the dark, and when the weight on his shoulders left, he knew that the person had woken up, and he was alone in this world again.

Sitting in the warm darkness, the human Buddha stood up slowly, ready to go to the area where he usually lives.

Taking a step forward, there was a soft sound behind him, and the person who was about to leave quickly turned around and ran towards the place just now with big strides.

"Why did I come in again?" Chen Wei stood up from the ground supported by Xuanzang, patted the invisible dust on his body, and asked the person in front of him: "Have you ever gone out?"

"No." Xuanzang pulled him back to the place where he was sitting just now, "sit down first and talk."

"Our bodies are still not in good condition. When I woke up just now, Ding Mo pressed down and fed a large bowl of bitter medicine. It was so bitter that I almost turned into Coptis chinensis. Do you hear the bitterness?"

Chen Wei turned his head sideways, and pulled the people around him to breathe out at him, letting him smell the bitter taste in his mouth.

"It's not bitter. It's better to wake up early after taking the medicine than to stay in the dark." Xuanzang didn't smell the bitter medicine on his body, and he was relieved to know that he woke up and took the medicine.

When Ding Mo's new medicine was ready, Wukong, who had been staying by the bed, shook the sleeping person awake.

In the dark, he was playing with the person behind Xuanzang who I would draw you guessing. When he felt that he was about to leave, he pushed Xuanzang in front of him out.

Ding Mo held up a spoon full of bitter medicine, and was about to feed it carefully.

The sleepy man suddenly woke up, opened his cold eyes and glanced at him, then took the initiative to catch the spoon and drank the medicine on it in one gulp.

Then, in Ding Mo's daze, he sat up with his pillow, took the soup bowl in Ding Mo's hand, and drank it all without being urged.

"The mage's health is getting better and better. It seems that after drinking two more medicines, he can completely recover."

Ding Mo saw that he was able to sit up, and happily handed him the tea he had just prepared.

"Jiawu went to the mountains to find a place of honey. You just said that the medicine was too bitter. If you put honey in this tea and drink it, it won't be bitter anymore."

Xuanzang also drank the tea, touched the temperature of his forehead with his backhand, and it had already cooled down a lot.

Just as he was about to continue lying down, something as soft and warm as his abdomen stood up, and then covered his head of messy hair, meowing and meowing out his head from the corner of the quilt.

The mortal monk looked at him curiously with his round eyes open, and lowered his head to look at him.

Xuanzang silently raised his wrist, pinched the cat by the back of the neck and threw it out of his quilt.

"Who stuffed it in."

Ding Mo shook his head, "I went to the kitchen to make medicine just now, and the one who has been guarding here is the Great Sage."

The great sage, who put a ray of soul on the cat, was holding a food box of porridge and side dishes, and he sensed the mortal master waking up from a long distance away.

After entering the door, I saw the person sitting on the bed over there, walked to the table with the food box, and then lifted the cat on the ground and walked towards the bed.

Ding put on the finished medicine bowl at the end, and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to continue decocting medicine." Then he ran away without a trace.

"Chen Wei woke up and asked for a cat, and I transformed him with monkey hair."

The cat returned to the soft quilt, and excitedly climbed up the quilt mountain with four short legs, wanting to return to the soft place just now.

"How long have we been in a coma?" Xuanzang couldn't see the sky outside, so he didn't know how long he and Chen Wei had been in a coma.

"It's been one night or two days. If you don't wake up, my old grandson will go to the Buddha for help." Sun Wukong took the food box and opened it.

"You haven't eaten for a long time, take a little before taking the medicine. The old man's medicine is effective but the effect is too slow. He said that you drink the medicine again today, and then go to sleep and cover your body with sweat. It will get better."

He didn't wake up, and the three apprentices in the yard couldn't sleep.

Wu Neng, who was guarding the ruined temple in front, learned that he had been in a coma since he fell ill, and was already discussing that if he didn't wake up again, he would sell the horse first, then pawn the luggage, and buy a coffin for him to die.

Wukong didn't say anything, and he and Drifting beat the pig demon severely, and ordered him to arrest all the robbers and robbers within a radius of [-] miles near Zhenhai Chanlin Temple within three days and send them to the government.

This should also be repaying the kindness of the temple for allowing them to stay for three days, and save Wu Neng from thinking about bad things every day.

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