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

Chapter 71 Untitled

"You... crossing the tribulation..."

Goku woke up again from his dream.

He looked up and saw that there were few stars in the night above his head, and there was no thunder waiting for him. He lowered his head again, Xuanzang held him tightly with one hand on his chest, but put the other hand on...

Wukong took Xuanzang's hand away from his buttocks, and silently used a magic spell to shrink Xuanzang out of Xuanzang's arm.He had already tried, and it was impossible to break free from Xuanzang's arms. Not only could he not break free, but Xuanzang would turn over and hold him down.

Wukong tried it twice, and after being suppressed by Xuanzang for two nights, he learned how to be good. He remembered a spell to make him bigger and smaller, and he shrunk out directly.After he escaped, Xuanzang's hand began to grope around to find him. Wukong skillfully transformed into a cloth puppet about his size and stuffed it into Xuanzang's arms.Sure enough, as soon as he hugged the object, Xuanzang rubbed against the cloth puppet, and then remained motionless.

Goku couldn't help but smile.

He seems to know a lot of spells, but he always remembers them when he needs them.For example, when he saw his master lighting a fire, he felt anxious and created a ball of fire by himself; when he saw his master being haunted by a monster, he would fly away for some reason, and he took out a stick from his ear and beat up the little monster. It is also extremely proficient.Afterwards, he was taken aback by himself, and couldn't figure out how he could fit such a long stick in his small ear, but he really wanted to put it away, or just put it away.

Xuanzang told him that he was an extremely capable person who could do everything.This made Wukong very happy.

but……

Wukong jumped to the top of a mountain seven miles away with a somersault, looking at the stars and blowing the wind.

Recently, he has always dreamed of a voice whispering in his ear about crossing the catastrophe, and also dreamed that he was struck by lightning, but when he woke up from the dream, there was nothing.It was just a dream, Wukong thought it was nothing, but his heart was always heavy, with a sense of tension that was about to come.He wanted to tell Xuanzang, but felt that it was just a dream, and there seemed to be nothing he could do.

He was worried about something, so he had to run out in the middle of the night to have a shower.

After the wind blowing for a long time, he felt a little more relaxed. Looking at the sky above his head, he was very calm, as if he couldn't do anything to himself.He flew back to Xuanzang again, took away the cloth puppet that Xuanzang was holding in his arms, and replaced it with himself.

There was always an unspeakable fragrance on Xuanzang's body, Wukong couldn't tell what it was, but the fragrance always made him uneasy, and he wanted to get into his thin flesh and smell it, what kind of fragrance was it?But Xuanzang's embrace was particularly warm and reassuring.Wukong's head was placed in a comfortable position in his arms, and he was about to take a nap when Xuanzang called out to him, "Wukong?"

"Huh?" Wukong raised his face, only Xuanzang's chin could be seen, so he stretched out his hand, lowered Xuanzang's head a little, and met his eyes.

"What did Wukong do?" Xuanzang let him play with himself.

Looking at Xuanzang's gentle face, Wukong was about to explain his distress for the past two days, but for some reason, he stretched his neck uncontrollably and kissed his Adam's apple.

Xuanzang immediately lost most of his soul.

He was stunned for a long time before he said tremblingly: "Wukong, you—do you know what you are doing?"

"I don't know," Wukong said inexplicably, "I don't, I'm not careful, I don't know what happened, I didn't do it myself."

"No, didn't you kiss it yourself..." Xuanzang frowned.

"That's right, don't worry about it, master, let me tell you, I..." Wukong said, and kissed Xuanzang on the chin again.

Xuanzang was stunned, and Wukong was also stunned.

"Then...is this you?" Xuanzang held his face in his hands and sat up.

"It's really not me!" Wukong was wronged.

"If it's not you, then who?" Xuanzang raised his eyebrows.

"It must have been blown by the wind." Wukong pointed at the air aggrievedly.

Xuanzang almost laughed out loud.

"Okay, that's what the wind blows."

"Yeah, that's right." Wukong immediately beamed with joy, and pulled him to tell his thoughts, "Master, Master, I..."

Xuanzang held down his face, carefully painted two circles on his lips, and then let him go, pointing to the sky and saying, "It's so windy."

"Is-is it?" Wukong followed his hand and looked at the sky.

"Wukong," Xuanzang's face suddenly turned serious, "Did you remember something?"

"Ah? Remember what?" Wukong was stunned.

"It's fine if you don't have one." Xuanzang heaved a sigh of relief.

"what?"

"No, it's nothing. You heard it wrong, right?" Xuanzang said perfunctorily, staring absently at the shadow of a tree not far away, quickly twirled his fingers dozens of times under his sleeves, and finally made up his mind.

"Wukong, I have something important to tell you as a teacher." He suddenly turned around and pressed Wukong's shoulder with a serious face.

"Huh? Ah? What's wrong, Master?"

"Do you know why Master was so excited just now?"

"Yes? Why?"

"Do you know what you meant by that just now?"

"What do you mean by what?"

"That's it—" Xuanzang kissed him lightly on his soft lips, Wukong just blinked his eyes and looked at him innocently, letting him kiss once and again.

The poor monk's heart!Xuanzang looked into his clear eyes and couldn't stand it any longer, so he simply covered his eyes.

"Master, what is this doing?"

"Do what a master should do to an apprentice." Xuanzang felt that the monster in his heart was about to lose control, and couldn't bear it, he put his two lips into his mouth, bit and sucked lightly.

Wukong felt his mouth go numb, it was very strange, and he didn't want to do such a strange thing for him anymore, so he pushed Xuanzang away and took two steps back.He looked at Xuanzang who was sitting on the ground with an inexplicable face: "What is this for? My mouth seems to be swollen!" He touched his lips, looked at Xuanzang with a face of reproach, and muttered a little: "Master, you Are you not full for dinner? Just tell me if you are not full, I can still let you have some. Master, don’t make me feel hungry..."

Xuanzang was about to cry for his cuteness, he pulled him back into his arms and held him, grabbed his hands and feet, put his chin just on his head, rubbed his hair twice, and then said slowly: " How does Wukong understand the word intimacy?"

"Intimacy? Isn't it you and me?"

"Then what about you and me?"

"What's the matter? Master, do you still want to listen to my business..." Wukong struggled to get out of his arms.

"Don't listen, don't listen, you listen to me before you talk." Xuanzang said shamelessly.

"Then, that's fine." Wukong hugged him obediently.

"Teacher, I'm telling you, we weren't considered close before, but today's situation is only one or two points close."

"It's only one or two points! My God! What about the eighty-nine points? Are you going to tear me apart?" Wukong was terrified.

"That's right, that's about it." Xuanzang smiled.

"Master, master, let's have a discussion, can we, can we..." Wukong stammered.

"My silly Wukong, you believe this. If you are really fired as a teacher, then you will have no disciples as a teacher." Xuanzang laughed bouncingly, holding Wukong in his arms. Shaking back and forth, "I'm just a teacher to scare you, don't worry, I'm not willing to eat your food as a teacher."

"Is it because you can't bear to eat?"

Xuanzang lowered his head and poked him on the face: "Yes, so I usually have to grind my teeth, like this. Otherwise, I can't help but want to swallow you in my stomach."

Thinking of Xuanzang's sharpness when he roasted pheasant, rabbit and venison, Wukong trembled: "Then master, you should grind your teeth more diligently."

"Don't worry about this, since you have asked for it, I must be more diligent..."

"Hmm—" Wukong's eyes widened.

As for a certain concern, he left it behind.

*****

After that, Wukong never found any chance to talk about his thoughts with Xuanzang. Every time he was about to speak, he felt as if something blocked his mouth, and he couldn't speak.

However, he found that he seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.For example, Xuanzang killed dozens of monsters when he beat two or three monsters before, but now Xuanzang can kill five or six monsters when he kills the same number of monsters.

He complained to Xuanzang: "Master, do you feel that these monsters are getting easier to fight?"

"No, the strength of these monsters is increasing every day." Xuanzang felt strange, "Why do you think so, Wukong? I thought you would find it difficult."

"Really?" Wukong looked at the corpses of monsters all over the floor, and then at his hands, "I feel like my strength has grown a lot, is this my illusion?"

"Not necessarily." Xuanzang killed the last little demon, casually glanced at the four figures hiding far away, sneered, picked a leaf and flew over, startled the four peeking guys away, and finally Pull Wukong's hand and walk out of the intertwined corpses of monsters.

"Come on, call me a teacher." He stretched out his palm.

"This, how can this be..." Wukong said.

"It's okay, those two actions of yours won't hurt your teacher." Xuanzang laughed.

Wukong looked at Xuanzang's palm and punched it hard.

"Hey, come again—"

Goku punches again.

"This is the best effort, what does Master think?"

Xuanzang laughed: "How else can this be done? As a teacher, I don't know how strong you were before, so how can you know if you can do it out of thin air? As a teacher, I asked you to hit me with all your strength. This is to remember your current strength for you. Look at it. Will you go up again?"

"Will it rise again?" Wukong exclaimed.

"Who knows?" Xuanzang hugged him, "When the next wave of monsters strikes, try your power."

"Master, do you know something?"

"No, you have to try to find out."

"what is it?"

"You want to know?"

"want."

"Then as a teacher, I will reluctantly tell you. In fact, all of this is due to the teacher." Xuanzang rubbed his hair and said with a smile, "It's all due to the hard work of grinding the teeth for the teacher!"

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Wukong: If you must eat me, then I hope to put more pepper and less salt, thank you (manual arrangement)