[Journey to the West] The monster was captured by the master

Chapter 36 Untitled

So, in this fake world, there is no such thing as Tathagata preaching the Dharma, and Avalokitesvara entering the Tang Dynasty to find Buddhist scriptures?No wonder he was crushed under Wuzhi Mountain and couldn't wait for Guanyin, no wonder Xiaobailong and Zhu Gangli had no heart for Buddha, they were enemies from beginning to end. It is not guided by the Tathagata at all.

But is Xuanzang's words really credible?Is he really—is he really Xuanzang?Was it some monster that turned into Xuanzang to coax him to come?

Wukong really wanted to take another look at Xuanzang with his piercing eyes to see if he was transformed from a goblin.But now he has no magic power and cannot use supernatural powers.

He also wanted to ask Xuanzang directly: Do you know that this world is not right at all, the existence of this world is wrong, you may be just a dummy created by others, your life, your experience, the grand ideal you thought , have no real meaning, they are all just made by someone to mess with me!And I'm going crazy with all this!

But neither can he.The way of existence is not Xuanzang's choice, it is not Xuanzang's fault, he should not use other people's faults to punish Xuanzang.This Xuanzang is a victim just like him, and he should have the right not to know—he is living in this world, living his own life, has parents and relatives, and even has a grand ideal of going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures ...It looks more real than a real person like myself.For this Xuanzang, this is the real world, how can he destroy it?

Wukong walked slowly step by step, old thoughts were quickly annihilated, and new thoughts were quickly created.

But Xuanzang still had something to hide from him.He only talked about how he was such a dandy in the past, how he entered Buddhism by mistake, and how he made a wish to learn Buddhist scriptures and began to travel westward.But he didn't explain where his strange healing ability came from, and he didn't even mention it. In Xuanzang's self-report, he is a mortal with a clearer mind, and his unbelievable ability to endure pain-he I have never seen anyone who can cut his own flesh to feed others like him without changing his face. He is not a Tathagata. If a Tathagata feeds a tiger with his body, he is afraid of pain. Cut your own flesh, cut it every day, and cut it when you see a beast, for fear that no one will eat your own flesh...

In addition, there is also the amazing physical strength and speed that he inadvertently exposed-Xuanzang's luggage is really heavy, and I don't know what it is packed in. Sometimes he felt strenuous, but Xuanzang never recited it with ease, as if what he recited was just a pile of papers, and he could still run at high speed with his luggage on his back when he was seriously injured.They ran at least fifty kilometers in half a day, and the mountain road was difficult, which was the amount they usually walked for a day or two.

There are too many doubts about Xuanzang, and he seems to be too calm in front of monsters...

Wukong went through these doubts one by one in his mind. For some reason, he felt that since he woke up today, his whole body has become much clearer, and the various thoughts in his mind have become more and clearer.Although he was not used to it all of a sudden, after a long time, he seemed to have begun to adapt to the thoughts that popped up in his mind at any time.

In the past, if he was asked to doubt Xuanzang, he would not even think about it, but it was his master, how could he doubt the master, no matter how many doubts there were, he would have to make up a legitimate reason for Xuanzang himself.

But now, Wukong suddenly couldn't believe this person, what if this Xuanzang was here to lie to him?Wukong thought about it carefully. When he first came to this world, he stayed at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain quite easily. All the accidents started with the appearance of Xuanzang.

Xuanzang rescued him, and his magic power began to weaken, until yesterday he had burned himself out... Wukong suddenly felt that there was something wrong with Xuanzang's explanation of last night: even if he couldn't beat the pig mane, wouldn't he? Will he drag Master to escape again?How could he try so hard not to use mana, hurt himself a thousand and hurt the enemy eight hundred? After he seriously injured Zhu Gangli, without his own escort, the master couldn't escape Zhu Gangli's palm.How could I choose such a stupid method?

No, no, this Xuanzang is too problematic.Thinking in his heart, Wukong stopped and looked back at Xuanzang.Xuanzang was still standing aside with a worried expression on his face. Seeing him stop, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with you, Wukong? Did you lose your mana and have a physical problem? Why don't you speak? You want to kill Master! Wukong ? Goku?"

Wukong looked at Xuanzang who was looking at him with a distressed face, and his eyes swept over his clothes that were still bleeding.

"Master, you should sit down quickly." He said, "Look at you, the wound is bleeding again."

"It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't hurt to be a teacher." Xuanzang waved his hands indifferently, "It's you, Wukong, are you okay? Does your body matter?"

Wukong said it was all right, but Xuanzang was worried, so he touched Wukong all over before reluctantly letting him go.When he made a big move, a puddle of blood accumulated under his feet.Wukong hurriedly told him to go back and sit down, but he lowered his head and stared at the blood he was bleeding for a while, thinking for a while, and said: "Master, the blood flow is in vain, anyway, it's all hurt, why don't you cut some more meat and stew it for you?" Pot of soup, just so that the fat and water don’t flow into outsiders’ fields.”

"..." Fat water, doesn't that refer to big dung?

Xuanzang was going to fetch the pot immediately, Wukong hurriedly pulled him away, Xuanzang was injured, he didn't know where there was any good meat in Xuanzang's body except a face, so he could only put his hand on Xuanzang's shoulder lightly , told him: "Master, no need, no need..."

"Why don't you use it, Wukong, you are empty now, the flesh and blood of the teacher can just make up for it."

Xuanzang was really capable of tossing around, Wukong’s doubts immediately flew away, he was only anxious about how to convince Xuanzang: "Master, I am not false, I am not false! I have adjusted, Master, don’t hurt me. Injury!"

"Is it so fast? As a teacher, I saw that you were still out of spirits just now..."

"You read it wrong, you read it wrong! I just heard about Master's past at first, and I was so surprised that I couldn't recover for a while. I'm fine now, I——I'll give you a set of punches..." Wukong said Jumping in front of Xuanzang, he vigorously punched out a set of punches.

Xuanzang nodded, but said in a blink of an eye, "Wukong, you still don't understand the heart of being a teacher. Even if you give me ten thousand sets of punches, I can't worry about your body..."

In the end, Xuanzang cooked his flesh and blood for Wukong. In terms of verbal skills, Wukong will never be able to defeat Xuanzang.Xuanzang handed the soup bowl to Wukong's mouth, and Wukong twisted it away angrily: "Master, you don't need to take it, I won't eat it. I can't say no to you, but if I say I don't eat it, I just don't eat it. Your soup is useless gone."

Xuanzang persuaded Wukong again and again, but Wukong was determined to get rid of Xuanzang's bad habit of always looking for opportunities to feed him some Tang monk meat, and he refused to respond.

In the end Xuanzang had no choice but to pour the pot of broth into the stream.

"Master, you—"

"There are also small fish and shrimps in the stream, Wukong didn't want them, so I had to feed them as a teacher." Xuanzang said this with resentment in his mouth, like a woman guarding her empty boudoir alone.Wukong swayed all over his body, suppressing his messy thoughts.

"Then master, let's feed." He turned his face away.

Wukong didn't know why Xuanzang was so obsessed with spreading his Tang monk meat into other people's stomachs. Ordinary people would be scared to death just thinking about their own meat being eaten by others, right?He just had a perfectly normal look, as if it was his innate mission to cut his own flesh for others to eat... Well, well, Xuanzang is not an ordinary person either.

So who is he?Wukong didn't believe that he was just a son of a wealthy family who left home after a disagreement.

It was night, and Wukong was meditating by the water, preparing to regain his lost mana.He was repairing it again, and the speed was naturally fast, but he was still a little apprehensive because he was concerned about the magic spell that was losing mana all the time.His original cultivation was declining at a faster rate day by day, but now, he was really afraid that the magic power he had just acquired would not be enough for others to lose.

Tonight the bright moon hangs high in the sky, and tomorrow will probably be a sunny day.Wukong cultivated the first ray of mana, and the mana showed no sign of disappearing for no reason.But he didn't want to think about it, so he couldn't wait to look at Xuanzang carefully with his piercing eyes.

When he just came out of Wuzhi Mountain, he took a look at Xuanzang with his piercing eyes, and it was because of that time that Wukong never doubted Xuanzang.But now he had to wonder.

Seeing this, Wukong felt that his eyes were almost blinded.

He remembered that when he saw Xuanzang last time, he had a faint golden light all over his body - he knew that it was a symbol of merit and virtue, Xuanzang was a good man who practiced for ten lifetimes, that's why he had that kind of golden light, this is also Wukong Immediately believed that Xuanzang was the Xuanzang he was waiting for.But now, Xuanzang is like a little sun, the golden light on his body dazzles even his fiery eyes.

Who can tell him why Xuanzang suddenly gained so much merit?His practice in the past ten lifetimes was only a thin layer, but now the merits and virtues on his body are about to materialize.Is it because he usually feeds those worms and beasts to eat Tang Monk meat and gives them a chance to live forever, so the heavens reward him with so many merits?Perhaps his physique that is different from ordinary people also comes from this?Is it because he discovered that merits and virtues can enable him to have an extraordinary physique, so he is keen to dedicate his Tang monk flesh?Was Xuanzang really that harmless?

But Wukong thought of the scene where Xuanzang graciously persuaded him to eat Tang monk's meat today, and suddenly became irritable.

But he thought again, isn't this world fake?How did the way of heaven become so real?Is there anyone else in this world who created a world that even brought the merits of heaven together?

Wukong's mind was messed up again.

He stroked his hair indiscriminately, forcing himself to sit down and continue practicing.

No matter what, the most important thing is to practice one's own cultivation base.

*****

As the time of Haishi approached, Wukong could no longer sit still.Taking advantage of Xuanzang's deep sleep, he quietly left a book and left Xuanzang's side.

He wanted to see what Xuanzang would do without him.

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Wukong: I want to observe secretly for a while...