[Journey to the West] Fighting the Holy Buddha is very leisurely

Ksitigarbha scratched his head. Actually, he has not pulled out from the dizzy state until now. There is often a humming and rumbling sound in his head. When he is not awake, he does not feel that the current situation is meaningful What is wrong, has been led by the nose by the ancestor.He didn't even think there was anything wrong with the old ancestor who had always been worried about his apprentice not looking for his apprentice but arguing with him here.

The ancestor coughed, his face turned pale instantly, but he lowered his head so that the Ksitigarbha could not see it, the gap between his words became wider and wider, and occasionally he would take out some messy medicine from his bosom and stuff it into his chest. In the mouth, the complexion can look better, revealing a little blood.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter. The two of them were lucky. They landed in the suburbs, and there were not many people. It was really not easy to say such a paragraph in peace.

Ksitigarbha hangs his head, his headache has just passed for a while, at this time, asking him words is the best way to get the words out, but the old ancestor can't continue to ask, he can't open his mouth, his throat is astringent, he rarely When he couldn't restrain himself, but now his condition is not as good as Ksitigarbha, Ksitigarbha is slowly recovering, while the old ancestor's body is getting worse at an accelerated rate. It will be worn out.

"...Go to Wukong first, and we'll talk about the rest later," the patriarch suppressed his chest and felt uncomfortable, but his expression remained the same, "Do you know where he is? Do you know... how to get there?"

Ksitigarbha shook his head, then hesitated for a while, then nodded hesitantly.

He didn't feel Wukong's aura, but the six-eared macaque's aura was obvious, and there were two identical auras, which were relatively close to each other. Ksitigarbha had never encountered such a thing before, so he thought about it for a long time , Decided to attribute this incident to myself still fainting and not recovering well.

The old ancestor let go of his hand, he seemed to be a little relieved, and slowly stood up following the movement of the king of Jizo, even though he had already made preparations, his body still trembled suddenly, the movement was too obvious and Jizo looked dull. The king saw it.

Ksitigarbha hurried up to support him, and saw Patriarch's pale face at a glance.

"... What are you holding on to?" Ksitigarbha muttered, he is in a good state now, after all, it has been a long time since he woke up, the ancestor gave him another bottle of medicine, all After being fed down and digested, he is now awake most of the time. Compared with him at this time, the ancestor is far behind. His body is deteriorating faster than the ancestor himself imagined, and just now he can maintain He said a few words coherently as usual, but now he could only rely on Ksitigarbha to barely stop, let alone open his mouth.

"No wonder the Tathagata said that you are stubborn," Ksitigarbha continued in a low voice. He was rather nervous, and he didn't have any doubts at all, and he didn't think that there was anything wrong with the old ancestor. The aftermath of the gate of the world, at this time, he was eager to find the six-eared macaque and Monkey King, and he couldn't leave the ancestor, so he simply carried the ancestor on his back.

The ancestor felt that he was suspended in the air in a daze, and he had no other feeling after that, he had completely passed out.

It is still morning, and it should be time to wake up from sleep. Wukong was busy last night for a long time, but he still woke up on time today. Hugging loosely, Wukong subconsciously wanted to hit someone, the golden light flashed on his fingertips and then retracted, shaking his head, he remembered that the golden cudgel had arrived yesterday, and now he was sleeping beside him.

Last night was a bit noisy. It turned out that according to Wukong's thinking, it is natural that six people in one room are safe, but Gu Ling didn't know why he got angry and insisted on going back to his own room. He didn't want to be crowded here, and it became more and more noisy downstairs. The butler of the house has come to knock on the door, and it is already late at night, Wukong can't stop him, he has no seriousness under his own hands, there is a fine line between stunned and disabled, so generally he will not attack ordinary people, quarreling and arguing Wukong was annoyed, so he simply and rudely stuffed the six-eared macaque over and let him watch, immediately relieved.

Gu Qing was still in a coma at this time. Last night he was carried by the golden cudgel to one side and lay down on the sofa. He still didn't react at all to such a big movement, like a dead person; One side of the carpet was dead asleep, Wukong watched for a long time without waking him up, after thinking about it, he threw a thick blanket over him.

Wukong left a few restrictions in the room, making sure that he would wake up immediately when a stranger came in, and the golden cudgel was not idle. He walked around Gu Qing and Gu Jin, and the black light was shining on him. It flashed on the ground and then sank into the floor.

After finishing everything, Wukong lay down on the bed and fell asleep. There was nothing wrong with the golden hoop sleeping next to him. Anyway, it was not the first time he slept like this.

"Don't make trouble," Wukong patted his hand, but his tone was gentle and not intimidating at all, "let go."

The golden cudgel was not loose, so he moved it to Wukong's side and put his head on his shoulder.

There are four people in this place, Gu Qing is not awake, and Gu Jin is lying with his eyes closed, but even if he wakes up, Jin Choubang still does what he should do, Wukong doesn't feel anything, he can't control others.

The golden cudgel is wrapped around Wukong but it doesn’t loosen. He actually woke up much earlier than Wukong in the morning, but he didn’t wake him up. He lay on the bed and looked at Wukong’s sleeping face up close, feeling indescribably satisfied.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Wukong has always been tolerant of himself. This is almost unheard of for the violent Monkey King. This time when the two worlds meet again after separation, this feeling is even stronger. .

Last time, Wukong gave an ambiguous answer. He didn’t say whether there was a chance for the two to develop in that direction, and he didn’t reject him, but the golden cudgel didn’t give up. persuasive.

For example, he didn't kick himself away at this time.

"What are you doing today?" The Golden Cudgel took Wukong's hand to play with. Wukong's hand had small scars and some small calluses from grinding out, but the Golden Cudgel just felt beautiful and rubbed it in his hand. Like a treasure.

Wukong frowned, he really didn't know what to do today, if Gu Qing didn't wake up, he had no other choice but to wait.

"Today..." Wukong rubbed the center of his brows and smiled wryly, "Stay here."

The golden cudgel was all over the body, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He hugged Wukong like an octopus, playing here and there, touching him there, just like a child, Wukong was still frowning and thinking about something, and didn't care about the movement of the golden cudgel .

At this moment, the six-eared macaque came in yawning, followed by Gu Ling with an expressionless face.

The six-eared macaque, who saw the unscrupulous movements of the golden cudgel at a glance, let out a "tow", and didn't know what to think of it. His face was a bit ugly for a moment, and he didn't speak.Gu Ling didn't know what he was chewing. Although his face was expressionless, he felt gloomy just by looking at it.He also found a place to sit down, occasionally glanced at Wukong, and then quickly looked away.

Wukong naturally saw his little actions clearly, but he also knew that the child couldn't accept it for a while, and the malice was not that great. To be honest, he was just childish.

Wukong sighed and didn't bother him. He was having a headache thinking about what to do next, but the spiritual power released brought him back a bit of a different message. This place can be counted on one hand by people with spiritual power. But there was an extremely strong aura coming from far and near, very fast, Wukong's heart trembled, and he immediately paid more attention to the aura that suddenly appeared, and after sensing it, he was still an acquaintance.

Ksitigarbha?Isn't he already dead?

Wukong stood up in disbelief, the golden cudgel was empty in his arms, and suddenly he felt uneasy. He stood up with Wukong and followed closely.

"Six-eared...six-eared macaque..." An anxious voice came, and the person was still far away. The voice was made with spiritual power, and ordinary people couldn't hear it, but Wukong and the others could hear it clearly. After a while, Ksitigarbha seemed to be in a hurry, and shouted, "Six-eared macaque, are you dead?! Is Monkey King there? Come and save your master! Something is wrong with him! Something is wrong with him! I don't know what's going on!"

At this time, Wukong felt another aura besides Ksitigarbha. Before that, he only felt one. It was not only a matter of distance, but also because the other aura was too weak.

But this is impossible.

The other aura is obviously the ancestor, how could it be so weak?

Ksitigarbha no longer remembered when he discovered the abnormality of the ancestor. Sometimes he was really nervous to a certain extent, but no matter how thick the nerves were, he found that the breath of the person on his back became weaker and weaker. When it was unbelievable, I knew something was wrong.

The weakness of the ancestor is obviously not just a sequela of passing through the gate of the parallel world.

At this time, the Ksitigarbha King spread out a trembling hand to feel the pulse of the ancestor.This handshake almost frightened himself.

He had never seen such a chaotic pulse, like a torn ball of wool, and his spiritual power was disordered. Fortunately, this person had talked to him for so long before!

As soon as Ksitigarbha's words came, Wukong's face turned pale, and he was even a little at a loss after he figured it out.

In his heart, the ancestor is the benchmark of not falling, a person who can be regarded as a model forever, but at this time, the ancestor fell, which caught Wukong by surprise, and something in his heart collapsed without warning.

"fine……"

At this time, someone behind him quietly held his hand.

——"It's okay, I'm here."

The author has something to say: this period of time is a bit busy, the National Day will make up the chapters that are owed