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

Wukong hasn’t eaten recently. He got a bunch of bananas from the grumpy old man and made him even more hungry. But the sweet taste of the fruit made his teeth hurt and nausea. Wukong was hungry and pushed away from the side of the bed fruit basket.

He gnawed at the apple in his hand with empty eyes, and realized that he had finished eating when he gnawed at the bitter core. He casually threw the core aside, and it happened to be thrown into the trash can next to the bed.

Wukong felt confused again.

It is different from the uncertainty of whether or not Dinghaishi can be found to save the golden cudgel before, and it is also different from the short-term emptiness of losing mana before.

It's just an unaccustomed itching all over.

Wukong really doesn't understand this kind of feeling. He has been standing alone for many years, even when he was learning the scriptures, and when he left the master in anger, he was not used to it.

Then something changed.

He was a little used to the black and gold sleeves beside him, rubbing the hands between his brows, laughing and saying that he was too irritable, but he was not vague at all when fighting.

——The golden hoop sticks to his preferences in almost every aspect, except for being disobedient and lying to him last time.

When Wukong recalled this incident, he remembered it together with the root below - the phrase "I like you".

Finally, Wukong raised his forehead and said: "I have lost to you."

After he finished saying this sentence, the golden hoop rubbed against his neck and bit his earlobe with a smile, Wukong regretted it for a moment.

Only the golden cudgel can make him say this. Even when he met the Tathagata, he never said such embarrassing words.His habit, concession, and even love for the golden cudgel finally reached a level that even he himself could not imagine.

Wukong was lying on the bed, he was thinking about the missing weapon very seriously.

How long has he been alone, and how long has he been with the humanoid golden cudgel? The time span of thousands of years matches the time period of less than half a month, but the latter has quietly changed the former.

He began to get used to the golden cudgel, loathing loneliness and feeling uncomfortable all over his body.

This kind of loneliness is not because no one is around, at least now there is an obedient Shu Siqi by his side, just because the specific person is not by his side.

The separation was only for a short period of time, and the comparison between the real and the fake can make you feel that your mood is unclear.

Goku stood up and sighed slightly.

"I know it's a fake," Wukong knocked on the glass in front of him, he didn't know what he was facing, and murmured this sentence, "I will deal with him, but you have to come to me yourself."

Wukong believes in the ability of the golden cudgel, just as he believes in his own ability.

Shu Siqi, who was in the state of soul, blinked his eyes, watched his brother's movements, and consciously didn't make any noise to disturb him, but there were always people who didn't know what was going on.

Not long after he stood in front of the window, someone knocked eagerly on his door, disrupting what he was originally thinking about. The sound of knocking on the door was urgent, and it was more appropriate to say that it was rough.Wukong sat up slowly, not in a hurry to open the door.

Shus moved his little soul body for a while, without making any other movements, he got into the fan again with a sudden sound.

"Siqi?" Wukong shook the handle of the fan lightly and asked, "When will you come out next time?"

From inside the fan, Shu Siqi said in a slightly muffled voice: "I will follow the senior brother. As for the next time, it depends on the situation. I still need to recover from my injuries."

Wukong nodded. After all, he can't stay in this room all the time. What is the black air? In the drum, let alone Wukong.

Wukong made the fan smaller, put it in the pocket of his clothes, walked over and opened the door, and there was Liu Er outside the door.

No wonder there was no manners at all when knocking on the door.

At this time, Liu Er didn't say any other sharp words to him, but frowned and asked him: "What are you doing in there?"

Wukong glanced at him lightly, but did not answer.

Liu Er didn't say anything to ridicule him, but watched his movements, frowned deeper, and said, "You come with me."

Wukong leaned on the door frame, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Why?"

He really can't understand the six-eared macaque's way of pointing fingers at him for granted, even if it was the original enemy, he wouldn't act in such an annoying way.

Seeing his appearance, the six ears in front of Wukong seemed even more surprised than Wukong. He pointed at himself and said, "Why? Just because I told you to go!"

Goku just smiled at him.

--Ha ha.

Wukong feels that getting along with him is like teasing a child who hasn't grown up.

Without any effort, he squeezed Liu Er's hand that was going forward to hit someone violently, and when he was shocked, he increased the strength of his hand, and as expected, he heard the sound of his gasping for air.

Tsk, it's not as interesting as the original one, even fighting.

"Gu Qing let it go! Let it go!" Liu Er didn't know that Wukong had already labeled him "No" in his heart, and his mind went blank due to the excessive pain, and he didn't even bother to think about why this person in front of him With such ability, he just yelled blindly, "Let go!"

Wukong looked at him, his hands relaxed slightly, but he didn't completely retract his hand, instead he pulled Liu Er in front of him and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

When it hurts, my hands and feet are not clear,

The six-eared macaque's face turned pale due to Wukong's actions at the beginning, and after a little relaxation, the blood came back, and his face flushed. Looking at Wukong's expression, he still said in a hard tone: "Gu Qing, are you crazy? ?”

Wukong glanced at him sideways, and said sarcastically, "Are you disobedient if you loosen your hands?"

He heard Liu Er calling his name, it wasn't Monkey King, it wasn't his old enemy, it was "Gu Qing" who came out of nowhere.

This is the illusion, Wukong is here, and it is also a new person he has never known before.It's not that Wukong hasn't experienced this before. On the contrary, many people use things like illusions to deal with him.

If you can't fight head-on, there will be ghosts lingering on the side.If it's simpler, make a phantom to divert his attention, and if it's more complicated, make a scene to lower his vigilance, hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity.

But there are few illusions that can hide from the piercing eyes, and those that can be displayed in front of Wukong are not ordinary things. Wukong, who has experienced advanced illusions, really feels that this time the illusion is different.

Illusion, as the name implies, is a false world. False, no matter what, can't become real, so there will always be flaws somewhere. People and scenes created by magic will always show their feet. But this time, Wukong was a little uncertain.

The higher the level of illusion, the greater the cost of performing it, but this place is not in the deep mountains and old forests, but in a densely populated city to create an illusion, Wukong can't see the flaws, it is hard to imagine this level of consumption.

If it is true what Shu Siqi said, the aptitude of the jade pendant is only a little better than him, even if he is good at illusion, but such an illusion, even if he exhausted his strength for three lifetimes, he still cannot create it.

He didn't want to doubt Shus' words, but thinking about it this way, it didn't make any sense at all.The creation of the illusion cannot be done by others, no matter how powerful the spiritual power is, a layman cannot help him. If the jade pendant has a helper, it must be a master of illusion.

Wukong didn't dare to say that he knew people who knew magic tricks, but the top ones were either his friends or died in his hands.

This place is very strange when you think about it carefully, it doesn't look like an illusion at all.

Seeing Wukong's frown, Liuer's eyes finally showed panic. He still had a very obvious memory of the pain at the beginning. He didn't know what Wukong was thinking, but he didn't want to feel the pain again.

"Let go... let me go..." Liu Er's voice became more and more unconvincing, he glanced at Wukong a little timidly, but he didn't know what he remembered, and continued, "I want to tell grandpa!"

Wukong glanced at him, eyes full of contempt.

What a child.

Wukong let go, leaned against the door frame and looked at him, six ears leaned against the wall panting heavily, his head was completely empty for a while.

"What's your name? And the golden cudgel... Oh no, what's the name of the person who walked behind me just now?" Wukong asked him, he never thought that this illusion would bring him a new identity, "here what is the place?"

Liu Er's mind was not clear at this time, he would answer any questions he asked, but his brain said: "Gu Ling, the other one... is called... Gu Jin..."

——At this time, don’t ask why a nameless person is named.

Wukong obviously didn't like the name. He frowned and looked at Gu Ling who looked like a six-eared macaque. He had used the name given to him by the ancestor for thousands of years. Why did this illusion give him a new name?

The loathing of this place grew in his heart.

Gu Ling leaned against the wall of the corridor and let out a breath. His complexion improved a little, and he seemed to have completely forgotten all the suffering he had just suffered. He pointed at Wukong, his fingers trembling, unable to say anything.

"You, you, you..." He stared at him, "Where did you get the guts to attack me? Are you out of your mind?!"

Wukong was still immersed in the vortex of why the names of me and the golden cudgel were so ugly, and he couldn't get out. At this time, he had a strong desire to drag the jade pendant out and beat him up. Gu Ling in front of him was cursing something, He didn't care much.

When he twisted his hand just now, Wukong didn't just want to teach this rude guy a lesson, he also took advantage of this moment to look at the back of his neck, where the black air appeared.

No, it's very clean there, it only appeared for a while at the beginning, and then it didn't appear again after disappearing, Wukong rubbed his hair a little irritatedly, looked at Gu Ling who wanted to lose his temper but was worried about something, and asked : "What do you want me to do?"

The author has something to say: Wukong: It's so ugly... Can't you use your face to come up with a nicer name, little scum?

Xiao Zha: GQ, Gu Qing, Gu Qing, and Gu Qin muster equity in the past, and you choose your own feelings

Wukong: ... get lost

The name is to distinguish the real from the fake, the plot needs it, the naming is useless, I hate this link the most QAQ