The Monkey King

   "I...want to go to Mount Huashan."

   When he heard this sentence, Nezha suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't speak. The pure heart in front of her was like a different person, and it was no longer the arrogant and self-willed.

   Is it because of the injury?

   "Do you want to go to Huashan?"

   Qingxin didn't answer, just slowly closed his eyes.

   "What do you want to do in Huashan? Huashan...is the second brother's territory. Even if I have the token of Nantianmen, I can't go there casually. It's more difficult than entering Guanjiangkou."

  Qingxin still didn't answer, she closed her eyes tightly, as if she was asleep.

   Dry swallowed, and Nezha continued: "There's really nothing to go to in Huashan, it's hard to get in, and there's nothing in it, isn't it..."

  Nezha's words came to an abrupt end, because he saw the faint tears in the corners of Qingxin's eyes.

   For a moment, he was stunned, opened his mouth slightly, but didn't know what to say.

   The atmosphere in the entire room suddenly became very depressed.

   Hesitated for a while, then he had to whisper: "You should rest well, you have to recover from your injuries before going to Huashan. I'll go out first."

   After saying that, he nodded silently, turned around and left.

   After exiting the door and closing the door, he took a slow sigh of relief and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

   For some reason, he always felt that the pure heart in front of him was no longer the original pure heart.

   Through the gap in the window lattice, he saw Qing Xin still lying quietly. He didn't move, as if he was really asleep. The tears slid down the corners of his eyes and hit the pillow.

   "This... what's going on?" Nezha's brows knitted together, he hesitated for a long time, but didn't know what to do. He could only murmur to himself: "Let's ask the master."

  In the courtyard, Nezha turned his head and hurried away in the direction of the main hall of the Golden Light Cave.

   Above the clouds, the two old men were still watching quietly.

   Laojun raised his head and half-squinted his eyes. After a while, he reluctantly sighed: "A matter of my mind is finally over, but the trouble is still to come."

   "She's going to Huashan. You said...what does she want to go to Huashan?"

   "It's time to see Yang Chan. It's not easy for us two old guys to show up at this time. When she wants to see us, she will naturally go back."

   "What are you doing when you see Yang Chan?"

Lao Jun turned his face to look at Subhuti, stroked his long beard and said, "I can't tell you, a person suddenly overlaps the memories of three generations, three completely different personalities, such a thing. It has never happened in the past and present. , God knows what will happen."

   "Even you can't tell?"

   "If the Heavenly Dao Stone was still there, it would be possible to test it. Now, I'm afraid no one can predict it."

   stared at the courtyard with his eyebrows lowered, and Subhuti sighed softly: "She already knows her identity. Although it is not love, the monkey head is either a **** or a ghost, and it is in her mind."

"Hehehe, then. Do you think he is a **** or a ghost?" Lao Jun looked at Subhuti meaningfully, and said, "If I had known that you had brought her back to life, it wouldn't be as simple as just wanting to repay what you owed. What an old fox."

Subhuti glanced at the old gentleman lightly, stroked his long beard and said, "That monkey is too wild, immortal and immortal, nothing in this world can trap him. Even if it is the Dharma seal of Buddhism. In fact, it is only a matter of time. Wuji, in six hundred and fifty years, if the monkey had figured it out at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain and figured it out, not to mention the Tathagata of the Dharma, even Sakyamuni would not be able to be trapped. I am just worried about what if, what if , Jin Chanzi can't get over him, then, this sword needs a scabbard. Otherwise, it will be a waste of life. It is most suitable for a pure heart to be this scabbard."

   Hearing this, Lao Jun suddenly laughed and nodded silently, his smile was full of helplessness.

   After a while, Lao Jun sighed softly: "Why did I cultivate Wuwei in the first place, not you? You are more suitable than me, no matter what."

   After saying that, Lao Jun turned his face to look at Subhuti.

  Subhuti stared at the courtyard of the lower realm without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something, and it seemed that he simply did not want to take up the topic of Laojun.

   "A pure heart is suitable for a scabbard... Hey, isn't there a ready-made Yang Chan?"

  Subhuti shook his head slowly and said, "Yang Chan is a man of scheming, ambitious, and capable. Such a person cannot be a scabbard. Putting it all together, it may even add fuel to the fire."

"Hehehe, if you say that, the only suitable scabbard are the wind chimes from the past, not the pure heart of today. The beasts that he released from the cage by himself, if you want to lock them back now, it's too late." Lao Jun stroked Wearing a long beard, he said leisurely: "I don't know what Qingxin will become, but I can tell you this, she will never do what you think. This is because her first choice is not to find the monkey head, But you can see it if you go to Yang Chan. Hahahaha. In this mess, let’s continue to return to the palace to be an idle cloud and a wild crane.”

   After saying that, Lao Jun walked away with a long sleeve, and in a blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the sky, leaving only Subhuti quietly watching the courtyard. The brows were tightly locked.

  The sun rises and sets, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, Nezha did not touch the food pills he brought with him. He only used the pills he carried with him to heal his wounds. Daze on the couch.

   That face looked increasingly haggard.

   During this period, Taiyi Zhenren also visited her once, and the result of the diagnosis was that her body had already improved, but with such conditioning, she might have hidden illnesses in the future.

   Qing Xin was silent about this rhetoric, no matter what Nezha said, from beginning to end, she didn't even look at Master Taiyi.

   That way, it's like covering his eyes and plugging his ears, completely immersed in his own world, without any interference from the outside world.

   On the morning of the fourth day, Nezha still delivered the food as early as usual, thinking in her heart that although she said she would not eat it, it was her business to eat or not. What you should do is still to be done. If something really happens in the future, it is good to have a reason to investigate it.

   But as soon as he opened the door, he felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. The plate in his hand fell with a thud. Food spilled all over the place.

   He saw Qingxin smash the bowl, pursed his lips, and stuck the broken porcelain piece to his wrist.

   The two of them stayed just like that.

Nezha looked at Qingxin in horror, and Qingxin stared at his wrist expressionlessly. The porcelain piece sticking to the wrist scratched the flesh, and the bright red blood dripped down the fingertips, like plum blossoms. bloom.

  Nezha stared blankly. The whole was stunned. I didn't dare to speak for a long time.

   Dry swallowed his saliva, and Nezha said cautiously, "You...don't do stupid things. If you want to die, you have to wait until you go back to heaven to die. No...I mean, how beautiful life is, why bother?"

   After a long time, Qingxin let go of his hand slightly, and the tiles fell to the ground, making a harsh sound.

   Nezha stared at the wound from a distance. It wasn't until he was sure that the wound wasn't deep that he breathed a sigh of relief.

   Qingxin sat quietly on the edge of the couch, motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

   After a while, Nezha slowly raised his foot and took a step forward. After confirming that Qingxin didn't have any response, he quickly walked to Qingxin's side and stretched out his hand to prepare to treat the wound for Qingxin.

  But before Nezha touched Qingxin's wrist, Qingxin took his hand back. Nezha grabbed the air and couldn't help but be stunned.

   "I'm fine." Qing Xin said, "You're right. How beautiful life is."

   said, the corners of Qingxin's lips raised slightly, revealing the first smile in so many days.

   That smile made Nezha's heart twitch.

   At this moment, Nezha really has the heart to die.

   Who is this provoking? Why did a good person suddenly become like this after being in a coma for a few days?

  Although Nezha didn't like Qing Xin's original arrogant attitude, it suddenly became like this. This... This time, it was agreed that Nezha cooperated with Qingxin, and at the same time protected Qingxin, what should I do if something happened?

   Qingxin stared at the bright red blood stains on the ground, and said softly: "My injury is almost healed, let's set off early tomorrow morning. You go out now, I want to sleep."

   "Okay, I'll set off tomorrow." Nezha smiled while wiping his sweat, and turned around, he quickly stacked all the scattered tiles on the ground on the wooden plate he brought and prepared to take them away.

Thinking about it and feeling uneasy, he quickly took away all the vases, scissors and other objects in the room, and even the edges and corners of the few pieces of furniture were rounded by his magic. .

  Thinking about it, I still feel uneasy.

   Everything in the room has been resolved, but he doesn't know what's in Qingxin. Maybe there are one or two daggers in her magic weapon. Or maybe the medicine bottle itself is poisonous...

   As soon as he stepped out of the door, Nezha threw all the things in his hands into the yard, turned around and entered the room again.

   "Didn't I let you out?"

   "How about... let's chat?" Nezha said with a grin.

  Qingxin looked at Nezha expressionlessly.

   "Okay, it's okay not to chat, you sleep with you, I'll stay by the side, it won't get in the way." After that, Nezha sat on the chair and stared at Qingxin intently.

   Qingxin still looked at Nezha blankly.

   "Okay, understand, I'm going out."

   shook his head helplessly, Nezha exited the door and closed the door. As soon as he turned his head, he crept to the edge of the window lattice, sneaked his head out to watch, and kept an eye on every move in the room.

   In the room, Qing Xin was still sitting quietly without the slightest movement, and his eyes were so empty that it made people panic.

   At this moment, everything around her seems to have no meaning at all to her.

  Time passed bit by bit, one of them was sitting in the room, the other was guarding the door, and they stayed just like that, as if two stone statues were motionless.

   The next morning before dawn, Qing Xin opened the door and said to Ne Zha, who had been guarding the door for a day and a night, "Let's go, let's go, go to Huashan." (To be continued~^~)

  PS: I feel that every time I overdraw my brain, it takes a day or two to recover. Ask for a monthly pass.