The Monkey King

The moon is setting at Sanxing Cave, and the sun is shining brightly.

The breeze blew slowly, and the grass and trees in the courtyard rustled.

In the hut, Qingxin spread out the sheepskin map, lying on the table and looking at it carefully.

Agarwood beside her was too short to see. She jumped twice from time to time, but she couldn't see her yet. She could only look at Qingxin eagerly.

"Is there any news about Senior Brother Wukong recently?"

"No." Yuxuan shook her head and stretched her neck to look.

He raised his head, Qingxin counted with his fingers, then stretched out his hand to measure back and forth on the territory of Xiniu Hezhou, and finally drew a small circle on the map and said: "It should be in this area, just go and look for it."

After that, Qingxin rolled up the map.

"Master Uncle Qingxin wants to find Master Wukong?"

"kindness."

"Uncle Master, why don't you just ask the Heavenly Court? They watch every day and they must know where Uncle Master Wukong is."

Putting the map into the paper tube aside, Qingxin replied calmly: "I don't want to cause unnecessary problems."

After that, he took Chenxiang and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "I should be back soon. Please help me tidy up the alchemy room and make up for the missing materials. Come back." I want to retreat and refine elixirs."

Chenxiang was confused when she heard this, but Yuxuan's brows were slightly frowned.

For alchemy refining in seclusion, ordinary consumables are used, and this refining must undoubtedly be the elixir for Agarwood.

I think back then, when I came to the Kunlun Mountains, served tea and water, made the bed and folded the quilt, what didn’t I do? Even so. What you get is just a set of ordinary introductory skills. This Agarwood didn't know what kind of luck he had. Before he formally became a disciple, the future master was already preparing to use elixirs to improve his qualifications.

Qing Xin was just fine at the beginning. There must be some chance that two powerful men took her under their wing at the same time. How did this little kid who could be seen everywhere in the world achieve such great luck... Qingxin accepted him as his apprentice. Didn't Subhuti and Laojun both become his masters?

Thinking about it, Yuxuan couldn't help but sigh.

"It's true that we have the same person but different destiny. I'm afraid it won't take two hundred years for his cultivation to surpass mine."

In fact, when I think about it, it feels funny. I am already a monk in the realm of gods. Is it really okay to be jealous of a little kid who has not yet started cultivating immortality?

Shaking her head helplessly, Yuxuan turned around and walked towards Qingxin's alchemy room.

But then again. last night. What did Master and Uncle Master talk about?

she couldn't help but think.

…

Blackwater Riverside.

Amidst the rustling waves, the river water has wetted the sand under the monkey's feet.

Holding the golden hoop, he lowered his head and watched silently.

"What are you thinking about?" Tianpeng asked softly.

"I'm thinking about what kind of foreign aid I can find." Monkey stretched out his hand and scratched his cheek and said, "However, after thinking about it, there seems to be no one I can find. Heavenly Court can't count on help from Buddhism. I can't even handle it. Liuguai They are useless except that they are numerous, and it is useless to find them. The Four Seas Dragon Palace is good at water, but it is not strong enough for the demon kings. After thinking about it, there is only the Xianyue Sanxing Cave and the Tushita Palace. Unfortunately, these two are not that good. It’s easy to get invited.”

After a slight pause, Monkey asked casually: "What about you? Do you have any old friends that can come in handy?"

"Are you making fun of me or yourself?" After saying that, Tianpeng turned his head and gave the monkey a meaningful look.

The monkey was stunned for a moment and quickly understood what Tianpeng meant.

The Tianhe naval army who was closest to Tianpeng fought against Huaguoshan until the entire army was annihilated, and Tianpeng itself was ostracized in heaven. What's more, the entire heaven was bloodbathed by monkeys. Now that the canopy is in the sky, let alone looking for someone, I don’t even know the road. Where is the help?

Reaching out and patting Canopy's shoulder to show his guilt, the monkey turned around and shouted: "Move!"

Hearing this, Black Bear Spirit and Roller Blind immediately carried Miao Jie to a higher place. Xuanzang and Xiao Bailong also followed closely.

According to Xuanzang's wishes, Black Bear Jing turned a stretcher into a stretcher for him to lie on. When Xiao Bailong had just woken up and saw his cousin in such a miserable state, he was even more irritated and had already forgotten the reasons for his current predicament.

The two men were guarding each other one after another, making the monkey's teeth itch with hatred. It was with great difficulty that he suppressed the urge to torture him again.

After being tortured like this by them, I became a bad person.

In fact, sometimes things are just so weird. When you are completely bad, things tend to go smoothly. Those people who have nothing to do with monkeys, unless their brains are kicked by donkeys, who dares to mess with monkeys?

It doesn't matter even if you offend him, the worst he can do is be beaten to death with a stick.

To put it bluntly, this Mao Jie is just relying on the monkey to have some connection with the West Sea Dragon Palace and has some scruples.

So, it’s easy to be a bad guy, but it’s hard to be a good guy. The most difficult thing to do is to be a half-good person like a monkey.

After snorting twice, the monkey dragged the golden cudgel and began to patrol again to prevent the demon king from sneaking attacks.

At this time, the enclave that was originally one hundred feet wide and more than three hundred feet long was reduced to only seventy feet wide and two hundred feet long as the river rose. The area was almost half less.

After all, this is just a beach protruding from the water in the middle of the river. There are no mountains or hills at all. The highest point is less than three feet high.

At this speed, this enclave will be submerged in less than a day and night, and everyone will be trapped at the bottom of the river. At that time, we will really fall into the kind of protracted war that Tianpeng mentioned.

I don’t know how long Xuanzang’s mortal body can last.

On the small slope, Ao Lie had already taken out all the elixirs he had collected and fed them all into his cousin's mouth. Looking at Miao Jie's unrecognizable appearance, he didn't know what to say.

Anyway, he couldn't persuade her anymore. After giving him the medicine, he simply turned around and left.

After going back and forth, Xuanzang was the only one who stayed by Miao Jie's side.

The two faced each other in silence, and Miao Jie said intermittently in a hoarse voice: "Master Xuanzang doesn't need to be watched like this... I won't run away. In this situation, I can't run away."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk is not afraid that the donor will run away."

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"The poor monk thought that the donor was injured and must need someone to take care of him. Therefore, the poor monk stayed."

"Take care of me? Are you the only one who can take care of me?" Miao Jie couldn't help but laugh. This smile. The wound on his chest opened immediately, and the pain made him grit his teeth and break out in a cold sweat.

Xuanzang stepped forward quickly and after struggling for a while, he re-bandaged the open wound.

"Look, isn't this just taking care of me?"

Miao Jie looked at Xuanzang without saying a word, her eyes still full of hostility.

Xuanzang didn't say much and held the Buddhist beads. Just close your eyes. Sit cross-legged.

In the blink of an eye, another half hour passed.

Shen Jie gritted her teeth and whispered: "You think it's too hard, so why don't you think of something soft? Stop thinking about it, I won't be able to undo the spell no matter what."

Xuanzang opened his eyes slightly, glanced into the distance, and said softly: "The Great Sage's ears should not be able to escape any movement around him. It's best not to let him hear your words, otherwise. Poor Monk I can’t save you either.”

After saying this, Miao Jie quickly swallowed and closed his mouth.

Time passed bit by bit again.

At first, Miao Jie thought that Xuanzang was here to stare at him, but the current situation was obviously not the case.

Xuanzang didn't even look at him, he just meditated quietly. Secondly, Xuanzang was a mortal, and logically, anyone else in the team would be countless times more suitable to take care of it than him.

Immediately afterwards. Miao Jie believed that Xuanzang was prepared to be too hard to be soft, so he tried to get close to him by healing himself, and then found a way to achieve his goal.

But depending on the situation, it's not. After bandaging the wound and swallowing the elixir, he did nothing else.

So what exactly is he here for? Could it be that you are really just here to take care of yourself?

Mao Jie really couldn't figure it out.

Xuanzang didn't move, but gradually, he became curious.

He stayed like that for a while. The sun is setting in the west and dusk is approaching.

Xuanzang still sat motionless. In the distance, Monkey, Tianpeng and a few others were busy building something like a dam on the edge of the river beach.

Probably they want to delay the time when this place is flooded as much as possible.

She just kept lying there, with severe pain all over her body. Miao Jie's eyes were a little blurry and she wanted to sleep. Unfortunately, sleeping in this enemy formation is really not a good idea.

After hesitating for a while, he asked in a low voice: "Why are you traveling west?"

"Learn from the experience."

"What lessons should I take?"

"The Sutra of Purification."

"Is it... a Buddhist scripture?"

Xuanzang nodded slightly: "That's right."

"It's a Buddhist scripture. Why does that Buddhist person want to stop it?"

"Did the Buddhist people stop it?"

This question made Miao Jie suddenly stunned. After a while, he suddenly realized: "It's true, it's true, it's not true. I made a mistake. No one from the Buddhist sect has ever said anything to stop it."

As she spoke, Miao Jie stared blankly at the fiery red clouds under the setting sun.

"The donor did this to avenge your father, right?"

Miao Jie nodded slightly.

Xuanzang turned his face and asked softly: "Did your father ask for it?"

Tao Jie replied with some displeasure: "What nonsense are you talking about, monk? Revenge for your father is a matter of course, why should you ask your father to speak?"

"Have you ever seen your father's soul in the underworld?"

"I've been there once. The underworld is the domain of Ksitigarbha, and my position in heaven is just that of a river god. I've only been there once in the past few years, and I managed to bribe a ghost to get in."

"Your Majesty is in the underworld...how is it?"

"What can the underworld do? My father is also the Dragon King of the Water Tribe after all. There is no need to suffer. He will just line up and wait for reincarnation."

"Already made arrangements for where to go?"

"Not yet, but I will try to arrange a place for my father to go."

Xuanzang smiled lightly and said: "The marshal has already told the poor monk about some of your matters before. If you do this, your father will probably be in dire straits." (To be continued ~^~)

PS: I was going to be lazy and go to bed...but I saw two readers in the book review area leaving messages saying that they specially came to subscribe. Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a little guilty about sleeping. I stayed up late to finish writing, and finally I didn’t skip another update today.