naruto-story Chapter 60 Untitled
Chapter 60 Untitled
"...Wukong, endure these 10 years, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly."
"Goku..."
"Wukong, forget about it!"
"..."
When Wukong saw Bodhi driving the seal into his body for the fourth time outside the Daleiyin Temple, the intermittent sound rang out, and the silent picture in the dream suddenly had a sound.
However, Wukong had already guessed the truth, and the last voice was just the final evidence for his guess.
Wukong watched what happened in the dream with a blank face: Bodhi put the seal into his body and disappeared, and he closed his eyes and endured the painful process, and when he opened his eyes again, he didn't remember anything. After looking around for a while, he flew back to Xuanzang, and arrived at the magnificent Lingshan Mountain.
It was hard for Wukong to figure out what kind of agreement the Tathagata Jade Emperor and Bodhi three great powers had reached behind his back, but it was obvious that not to mention learning scriptures from the west, even his havoc in the Heavenly Palace was just a matter of the Heavenly Court's own actions. A play directed by myself.
Wukong couldn't figure it out, he was a spirit monkey, he was born in heaven and earth, he had no background, he didn't even have a mother and father, although he got the grace of Bodhi and learned some skills, he can only be regarded as ignorant in front of the Jade Emperor Tathagata and others Childish, what virtue and ability do I have, that it is worth the three of them joining forces to set up such a big game to jointly murder?
And why did Bodhi set a seal on himself to make him forget his character and memory?In order to let myself obediently obey the Tathagata's order, and protect Xuanzang to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?
Wukong thought back to the seal lines that Bodhi frequently punched into his body. Suddenly, the formation patterns that appeared outside the punishment pillar and the alchemy furnace flashed through his mind. Wukong was shocked to find that these three lines turned out to be the same way.
No, no, he overturned the speculation that Bodhi's seal on him was just to seal his personality memory. If it was just to seal his memory personality, etc., then he worked so hard in the early stage and made small moves on the punishment pillar. What is the purpose of setting up the formation outside the alchemy furnace again?
It's not just trying to seal his memory... Wukong's heart seems to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, there is only endless sinking, but he can never reach the bottom.
There is a shortcoming of spells such as sealing memory. It is almost impossible to show any traces when it is not noticed, but once the subject realizes that he has been cast by this spell, he will immediately reveal himself and can be easily detected by others. Break free and crack yourself.
If he hadn't seen the meeting of the three Bodhisattvas in front of him, if he hadn't seen the formations on the punishment pillar and outside the alchemy furnace, even if he had the chance to discover this method, he would definitely think it was just a layer to make people forget. The spell, after breaking this layer of seal, there will be no other doubts.Even if he wanted to fight and kill after breaking the seal, and quarreled with the Jade Emperor Tathagata, at most it was to let them bother to suppress him again—under the disguise of layers of wrapping, it was almost impossible for him to guess that this Behind the so-called memory sealing spell, there is still such an unknown huge conspiracy...
What the hell did they do to him?Then what is the purpose of dividing the method into three parts and applying it to him in batches?Wukong felt that his eyes were bound by a maze, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
Wukong's mind was in a mess, after reasoning and reasoning, he finally calmed down: Those are all false, the most important thing for him now is to wake up and check if there is a memory seal on his body, so as to determine whether his dream is just a dream. a dream—
Wukong began to struggle hard to wake up.
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The darkest hour of the night passed, and the east was bright.
Wukong's sleeping posture changed from holding Xuanzang to being hugged by Xuanzang at some point.Xuanzang's face was full of satisfaction, even when he fell asleep, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, while Wukong in his arms frowned tightly, as if he was doing some kind of protest.
No one saw that two intertwined chains suddenly emerged from Wukong's body.The white chain is densely engraved with Sanskrit characters, while the black chain has intricate patterns of Taoist formations.A dazzling golden light traveled over the two chains, and every time the golden light traveled around, the chains would break an inch.
The golden light went through twelve laps, and the white chains broke silently, turning into stars and disappearing into the air. When the golden light went through eighteen laps, the black chains also disappeared into the air, and Wukong, who had his eyes closed tightly, disappeared into the air. Suddenly he took a deep breath and moved his eyelids.
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It’s almost winter, but the temperature in this world is only getting colder, the snow has never fallen, the trees are not withered, and unknown insects are working hard in the mountains.
Wukong broke free from Xuanzang's arm and stood up, looking at this world where the four seasons are not distinguished and the demons dance wildly, suddenly feeling sad.
Thousands of years have passed. It has been thousands of years since he came out from the real Wuzhi Mountain!
However, in the past few thousand years, he has been played and applauded by the Jade Emperor and Bodhi three people, and has been played around. If there is no dream tonight, in the next few thousand years, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years or even eternal life, I will be played and applauded by them, and I don't know anything.
He remembered everything, on the day when Xuanzang crossed the first thunder catastrophe, he felt the memory seal in his body, that is, that night, when the three demons besieged Xuanzang, he untied the memory seal .It was only when he was interrupted by Xuanzang halfway through the life-exchanging method, and the spell was suspended that he even forgot this memory.
Tathagata is really good at calculating. It is expected that even if he found the memory seal, he would at most think that it was done by Bodhi to prevent him from getting into trouble. There is another strange thing.
Who would have thought that he would have such a bizarre dream, which not only pointed out the memory he had forgotten, but also pointed out that everything from making trouble in the Heavenly Palace to learning Buddhist scriptures in the Western Paradise was all a hoax to murder him.
What the hell did they do to themselves?What is there in me that deserves their harm?The dream was not mentioned, and Wukong couldn't figure it out either.But he didn't have time to figure it out, because the moment he woke up and recovered his memory, his life-for-spell spell continued to work.
The reason why a forbidden technique is a forbidden technique is that it is uncontrollable. Once started, there is no way to reverse it.Xuanzang forcibly cut off his consciousness at that time, and accidentally made him lose that period of memory. Heavenly Dao mistakenly thought that the spell lost its caster, and was stopped halfway in exchange for life, but now he has recovered. With that memory, Tiandao will naturally judge that his spells will continue.
Because of the implementation of the forbidden technique of exchanging life for the law, his way of longevity has been broken.Tens of thousands of years of life have already been used up half, and he was given a body of vigorous mana, and the surging mana roared and surged in his body. After being weak in this world for so long, Wukong finally felt that he was full of power again. Unprecedented powerful power, this power gave him self-confidence, just like the arrogance filled in his heart when he was making troubles in the Heavenly Palace for thousands of years, he felt that even if the Tathagata was here at this moment, he could still fight forward——
But he was trapped in this unknown world, unable to break free.
The strength gained by exhausting his own lifespan was nothing, as sad and pitiful as him, and he didn't even have a chance to fight in front of the enemy.
The hunting wind blew Wukong's Taoist robe, and he knelt down to stare at Xuanzang again.
Wukong couldn't explain why he had such feelings for Xuanzang. He had sent him to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures for so many years before, and he never had any strange thoughts. Why did he suddenly have such feelings when he came to this world?Speaking of which, although the former Xuanzang felt wronged and felt sorry for him, at least he was better than the Xuanzang he met in this world, right?At least Xuanzang had never murdered him like this when he was studying Buddhist scriptures before... However, he actually fell in love with this person, and couldn't help himself because of him.
His face is really good, no wonder so many female fairies are fascinated by him, and they don't want longevity to beg him.Moreover, Xuanzang in this world is more suave, open-minded and reckless than Xuanzang in the rich township, even if he is ugly, he is convincing, let alone such a handsome and handsome man.
Maybe I was confused by his face?
Wukong stood up and raised the golden cudgel to Xuanzang's sleeping face.
He is the enemy.Goku said to himself.
Tathagata and others are murderers, Xuanzang is the knife that killed him, he should hate him.It is absolutely impossible for him to go out to seek revenge on Tathagata or Bodhi and others. He is trapped here, and Xuanzang is the only enemy he can find now.
In a short time, I will dissipate in this world, disappear completely, and there will be no fool in the world who claims to be the Monkey King, destroys the Peach Garden, steals the elixir, and wants to sit on the chair in the Lingxiao Palace.If I don't kill him, my life will be meaningless. I try my best to earn a little bit of ability, but I will be played by others for the rest of my life. When I finally die, I am still guarding my enemy's disciple...
For his ridiculous last dignity, for his sad and confused life, for the meaning of living, he must kill Xuanzang—he must die—must—
"Clang—" Wukong dropped the golden cudgel.
It's really hateful, he himself, but when he knows the truth, he wants to fall in love with the only person he can seek revenge on!
He can't do it!
The night wind was very cold, but Wukong's blood was surging, and he felt that the wind was not cool enough.
As if he suddenly remembered something, he took off his Taoist robe, knelt down and put it on Xuanzang.When he bent down, he smelled the faint fragrance from Xuanzang's body, but when he smelled it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing there.Xuanzang's breathing was even, and Wukong knew that he was sleeping soundly.Xuanzang is human, he was tired after fighting hundreds of monsters, so Wukong was not worried that he would wake up.
Wukong lightly put his ear on Xuanzang's chest and listened to his heartbeat for a while, the steady and powerful heartbeat, "Bang bang -- bang bang --", reassuring.He has wanted to do this for a long time, to lie down on the heart of his beloved in the dead of night, to get closer, and then closer, to the place closest to his heart... Before, he only dared to think about it, he was afraid that Xuanzang would wake up, afraid Being caught by Xuanzang, he was afraid that he would be disgusted by Xuanzang after being discovered, but now he is not worried about anything.He is dying.Can't you still do something you want to do?
Since you don't want to kill him, you should give him some money and come back.
Wukong stuck to Xuanzang's chest for a long time. He estimated that it might take a quarter of an hour before he straightened up blushing and prepared to find a place a little further away where he could see Xuanzang's figure, and quietly die.After the strongest wave of mana passed, he began to feel his body's weakness.He didn't know how long he would live.
But when he was about to get up and leave, the corner of his eye accidentally touched Xuanzang's lips.
It is said that between lovers in the world, they always have to kiss on the mouth to be considered truly together.It is impossible for him to let Xuanzang take the initiative to kiss him, but kissing him once before death is not too much, right?
Wukong's footsteps paused, and he was tangled in his heart for a while. He squatted down with a blushing face, propped his hands on the ground, and touched them like a dragonfly.His whole head was red, and his mind went blank when he kissed, he only felt his lips get cold, and he quickly moved his mouth away guiltily.
With this kiss, this life is finally not in vain, and death is also settled.Thinking in his mind, Wukong adjusted the Taoist robe he had spread on Xuanzang's body, and then hurriedly got up.
It was in the dark at the time, so he didn't notice that when he kissed, two blushes appeared on Xuanzang's face strangely.
Maybe it took him too much time to kiss Xuanzang, but Wukong still overestimated himself. He fell to the ground before he could take two steps, or even walk out of the grassy slope.
In the far east, a touch of red slowly began to emerge.
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