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

Lifeless, referring to that area, not to mention the absence of all kinds of swimming bugs, even the air is much darker, with an obvious ghostly aura, so it is definitely not a bird without eyes.

The golden cudgel seemed to be thinking of something, and he paused to feel the breath outside the window, and it was exactly as he expected.Without thinking twice, he flung open the window.

A ghost messenger hangs outside the window. Its long nails carefully knock on the window. The window blade passes through his transparent body. He knocks on the window unconsciously. The golden cudgel stands in front of the window. The long pale nails almost poked him in the face.

There was no reply from the knocking sound, the ghost guard was very puzzled, so he turned his head with difficulty to take a look. His neck was a little stiff, and there was a rattling sound when he turned around. The ground froze.

"Did the King of Hades ask you to come?" Jin Choubang asked him.

The little ghost nodded dully. He hadn't recovered from the embarrassment and shock. He carefully lay down on the edge of the window, not daring to enter the room. Although Wukong was fast asleep, the restored Buddha's light on him was enough to make the little ghost It's trembling.

"I didn't expect him to be very trustworthy." Jin Choubang nodded slightly, and then asked him, "What did he ask you to bring me?"

When Wukong went to the underworld last time, Jin Choubang kept a careful eye and told him that if there was anything unusual in the underworld, he would send a ghost messenger to tell him. Unexpectedly, the little ghost messenger really came soon after.

The ghost messenger seems to have no seniority, and it is a hard job for a ghost messenger to go to the human world with a lot of yang energy, so the time for a ghost messenger to seduce the soul is very short. If you find it, you will leave and never stay. When he came out to deliver a letter to Jin Choubang, he didn't even greet him in the right way.

Maybe Yan Wang had specifically mentioned that this master should not be messed with, and what the little ghosts under him thought was another matter. Jin Choubang looked at the ghost's dumbfounded expression and frowned.

"Ah..." The ghost messenger made an intermittent and hoarse voice, staring at the boss's eyes and looking at the golden cudgel, it took a while to remember what he did, so he continued to speak, "Master Yama, send me to bring you a letter."

The ghost messenger's words were a bit leaky, but luckily he pronounced the words clearly, so Jin Chou Bang didn't care too much and asked him, "What's the matter?"

"The underworld is a bit turbulent," the ghost guard finally revealed a trace of business-like seriousness when he said these words in a dazed manner, "today in the afternoon in the human world, all the ghosts in the underworld were crying, and the Palace of Hades was in turmoil for a long time. The evil spirits in the prison almost broke free, and they are still cleaning up the mess."

this afternoon?Jin Choubang recalled for a moment, wasn't it the time when Wukong left and the ancestors fought with Tathagata, no wonder the underworld was in turmoil.

"Anything else?" Golden Cudgel asked, "Just for this?"

Although the turmoil in the underworld is a major event, they have nothing to do with it no matter what. The King of Hades hastily sent a ghost messenger to tell him about this matter, isn't it lack of understanding?

The ghost guard looked at the golden cudgel and frowned, and became more nervous. He used to speak hoarsely, but when he was questioned by the golden cudgel, he became even more incoherent.

"It's not like that," he seemed panicked, and he didn't know what to say to make the lord not angry, but he was too stupid to say anything else, so he could only try his best to say, "Yes... yes Listen to the trouble!"

Listen carefully?

Jin Choubang was slightly surprised, no wonder Lord Yan came to look for him. When he left, he asked for news of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Tru Ting by name. At that time, Liu Er hadn’t come yet, and he didn’t know about Ksitigarbha. It was such a situation, but at this time the King of Hades told him to listen carefully and make trouble?

According to what King Ksitigarbha said, Truth Ting was trapped in that place and did not come out, but how could he cause trouble in the underworld at this time?Besides, even if Di Ting escaped, what would he do in hell?Shouldn't he go to Ksitigarbha?

"He came here taking advantage of the momentum," the ghost guard said, with a hint of anger in his tone, "It's just... just adding insult to injury!"

What the ghost messenger said was a little cloudy, but Jin Choubang understood. He was referring to the fact that the underworld was not peaceful at that time, and everything was in turmoil. He listened to take advantage of this time to make troubles in the underworld to make the underworld like this chaos.

As for the reason why the underworld is not peaceful, it is what the Tathagata and the ancestors did.

"Is there anything else?" Jin Choubang continued to ask, full of doubts, "Since Truth Ting has made a big fuss, where is it, was it caught, or did it escape?"

"Disappeared... disappeared..." The ghost messenger's empty eyes showed a little panic, and when his emotions fluctuated, he stuttered, "For no reason...disappeared!"

The Underworld is a place that manages ghosts. Most people see horrifying disappearances, but in their eyes it is commonplace. It makes ghosts feel terrified to disappear. I don’t know how weird it is.

The golden cudgel pressed his eyebrows, and he was a little depressed by this move. No one thought that the disappearing Di Ting would come up with such a move.

Wukong who fell asleep on the bed didn't know what he felt. He turned over and faced the window, and the golden cudgel immediately turned his head to look at him. Fortunately, Wukong still closed his eyes and was fast asleep.

Jin Cudgel breathed a sigh of relief, but the little ghost shrank even more from the window, he really didn't dare to look at Wukong.

"Is there anything else?" Jin Choubang looked at the little ghost shyly and pitifully, and did not dare to enter the house, a little unbearable.

"No...no more," Guicha replied tremblingly, "Yan Wang also asked me to bring you a sentence, everything...be careful."

"I see," Jin Cudgel nodded, and said politely, "Good job, ghost messenger."

It was as if the ghost had received some kind of forgiveness, he didn't even have time to say a word, he ran away in a hurry, leaving behind a light black phantom, and soon after, the anger slowly returned to the place in front of the window .

I don't blame him, Wukong's Buddha's light is too harmful to the underworld, and those who are in high positions in the king of hell are naturally not afraid, and these little ghosts will naturally escape as soon as they can.

Jin Cudgel sighed, carefully closed the window, and looked back at Wukong.

His blond forehead hair spread out obliquely, and his eyebrows and eyes looked extremely beautiful. His eyes were closed tightly, but his brows did not scatter, as if he was worried about something.

The golden cudgel lightly rubbed the center of his brows, Wukong seemed very obedient at this time, the center of his brows was gradually opened by him, and he looked very good-looking when he fell asleep with nothing on his mind.

"I don't like you worrying about them so much," Jin Cudgel said in a low voice, Wukong was fast asleep, he didn't know who he was speaking to, the low voice lingered in the room, the reverberation was faint, "I don't want you to worry about this side or that side, and you can't sleep well. I feel uncomfortable, and I don't like that you focus on so many people. You don't remember to turn your head and look at me at all."

I wish to share some of this, so share some of your eyes on me too.

He tapped Wukong's eyebrows, and said with a wry smile, "You are so...slow..."

After that, there was a long silence. The golden cudgel looked at Wukong's eyebrows and eyes with a little confusion, but he didn't say anything else after all. He lowered his eyes and couldn't sleep. He just thought about what the ghost messenger said to him just now, and gently Hold the corner of Wukong's clothes.

When thinking that the problem is extremely needing attention, when the golden cudgel sank in, he suddenly heard the question from the people around him, but he didn't react.

"Where am I slow?"

"Obviously it's too late..." Golden Cudgel paused, a little afraid to look into Wukong's eyes, but the hand holding the hem of his clothes was quietly clenched, "Are you awake?"

"I didn't sleep," Wukong reclined on the pillow, his eyes full of half-smiles, "don't think your sleeping spell will work for me, although your recovery is better than mine, but if it falls here, I won't Sun Wukong."

Jin Cudgel was speechless, facing Wukong, he really couldn't say anything else, so he just kept silent and raised his head to stare at him.

He just couldn't think of Wukong's next move.

Wukong made a clever effort from the two holding hands, mixed with a little spiritual energy, the golden cudgel did not resist, and the whole person was turned over in the middle of the bed. Before he could be shocked, Wukong's slender and callused Hands grabbed his neck.

The handsome young man with soft blond hair pressed down on him with a murderous look, staring down at him, his eyes were beautiful even though they were angry.

"I said, if you lie to me in the future, I'll take your skin off!"

The author has something to say: Stick: This posture...is it reversed?

Scumbag author: Shake your finger, you have to see the essence through the phenomenon, this time Wukong took the initiative, anyway, your recovery is better than him, the posture or something, it will be reversed soon [wink eyes]

stick: makes sense

Wukong: Get out!Gone your skins!