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

Chapter 73 is untitled.

Xuanzang broke up the bones of Zhu Gangli and the four, and then let Wukong fly eastward with them on his back.

"Master, what about you?" Wukong was a little flustered, and Xuanzang's tone of voice gave off a very ominous feeling.

Xuanzang patted him: "Stupid Wukong, as a teacher, I have to stay here because I have something to do."

"What is Master doing here?" Wukong felt something pressing in his heart.

"My dear Wukong, I have a catastrophe coming soon for my teacher. These four monsters are very hostile to my teacher. I am afraid that they will make trouble when I am going through the catastrophe. That's why you need to take them far away."

"But Master and I are so powerful, I throw them far away, and then I come to guard Master? If they come, I will beat them away." Wukong tugged on Xuanzang's monk's robe and refused Walk.

"Wukong is obedient, you have to guard them all the time, so you can rest assured as a teacher."

"Then I will guard them here, and I will not leave Master." Wukong looked at Xuanzang with big wet eyes.

Xuanzang felt that his heart had been softened by him, but, "No, Wukong. You don't know something, and you can only be alone when you are a teacher."

But Wukong was not as easy to coax as at the beginning, he tilted his head, doubtful: "Really? Didn't Master want to trick me to leave?"

"It's true. To be safe, Wukong, you have to take them to the east and fly eastward. Unless the teacher catches up with you, you can't stop. You must remember that if I don't catch up with you, you are not allowed to stop."

Wukong grabbed the four of them who had been tied into rice dumplings with rattan and headed east, while Xuanzang stayed where he was and waited for the arrival of his third kalpa.

He let Wukong take the four demons far away, not only because he was worried about what the four demons would do when he was weak, but also because the voice in his dream reminded him that there was still love in his third catastrophe. To degree.

He is familiar with the three thousand Mahayana Buddhist teachings, but he has no way of knowing how to get through the kalpa, nor what the meaning of kalpa is.

So he obeyed his will and chose to face it directly.

But when the voice reminded him that the Love Tribulation was officially coming, he panicked a little.

He is afraid that the criterion for getting through the catastrophe of love is to be unfeeling.Ruthless, then Wukong, who is his love robbery, has to...

He also thought about it a lot.

For example, he realized very early on that the existence of this world is to allow him to quickly accumulate strength, and those strange rules, strange monsters, and strange voice guidance are all for him to obtain enough merits and virtues, and then cross the catastrophe.

He feeds the flesh and blood of the creatures here to gain merit, and the creatures he feeds will give birth to more merit in the future. What's even more amazing is that those monsters will send themselves to his door to be harvested by him, and they will never die—all for the sake of Let him survive the catastrophe.

As for Wukong, he has always been special. Needless to say, he has been fed so much flesh and blood by himself. Everything is for him to overcome the catastrophe, Xuanzang has reason to suspect that the way for him to survive the catastrophe is to kill the catastrophe, and if he kills Wukong himself, he will get a lot of merit from him.

Xuanzang never believed in himself, he only believed in the result.

So he cut off the way he could hurt Wukong.

After Wukong was resurrected by Xinyu, he was no longer restrained by himself. As long as he walked eastward, he was restricted by the rule of no turning back, and he couldn't do anything to him.

Xuanzang's mind turned sharply several times, and after confirming that everything was safe, he quietly waited for the arrival of the third thunder disaster.

The sky gradually became overcast, and the sky that was still cloudless just now was covered with dark clouds in a blink of an eye.

The cloud pressure is very low, and the sky is so dark that it drips.But it's not just Xuanzang.

In the blood pool thousands of miles away, the heart fish has disappeared, and a large transparent cocoon hangs above the blood pool.The big cocoon is constantly ebbing and growing like a living object, and the things inside seem to be bound by something, rushing left and right, trying to break through from it.

On the top of the transparent cocoon, dark clouds are also constantly accumulating, and deep purple thunderbolts flicker among the clouds, which may fall down at any time.

"Crack——" Thunder finally struck down, and then one after another, the thunder poured down.Where the thunder passed, the air was slightly distorted, and then it slammed into the transparent cocoon. The cocoon shook twice, and finally the first crack appeared.

The thunder continued to strike, and there were more and more cracks on the cocoon.

The things inside seemed to be motivated, and they rushed left and right harder, and the protrusions in the shape of five fingers could be vaguely seen outside the cocoon.

The thunder continued to strike for half an hour, and the things inside the cocoon did not stop struggling. When the crack on the cocoon was stretched to the maximum, through the thin layer of membrane, a beautiful hand with well-articulated bones was crushed. It was clearly printed, and then the beautiful hand grabbed the biggest crack and tore it lightly. The cocoon that had bound him for a long time was torn apart like a piece of fragile and ineffable thin paper, revealing the baby-like skin inside. Crouching figure, a grown man.

The man's eyes were closed, his long eyelashes were curled, his nose was straight, his lips were tightly pressed, but his face was full of compassion.

Without the protection of the cocoon outside, the thunder struck directly on him.As if he was in pain, his eyelashes fluttered twice like butterfly wings, and then he opened his eyes.

The remaining bit of callus disappeared with a light touch of his hand, and his naked body was completely exposed in the air, but he stretched his body in midair indifferently, as if he was feeling the world in a novel way.

Before the thunder had finished striking, and before he had time to show a trace of new joy on his face, he was struck by the lightning and fell directly into the water.

He struggled a few times in the water, and swam to the shore in a thumping motion. Thunder followed and chopped endlessly. He lay on the shore, panting and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After the last thunderbolt had finished striking, the man slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"I am coming."

He walked out of the water while talking, and the moment his bare feet were about to step on the ground, a pair of shoes appeared on his feet, and then he pulled his hands in the air, pulling out a set of gray monk robes out of thin air.

After fastening the last belt, he exhaled lightly into the air, narrowed his eyes, and looked to the southwest of himself, as if he had already seen someone.

He smiled, his body melting into the air.

Thirteen hundred miles away, Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief after he had endured the last thunderbolt. He lay on his back on the ground, pulled the monk robe that was still intact, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion that Xinyu's clothes are really good.

The thunder calamity is over, but the so-called love calamity is still unknown.

But there is no time to think about it for the time being, he is very tired and weak, he must take a rest as soon as possible to recover his strength, otherwise he will have no physical strength to resist when the army of monsters comes tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he fell into a deep sleep.

*****

Wukong listened to Xuanzang's words and dragged Zhu Gangli and the others to fly eastward.Worried that Xuanzang would not be able to catch up with him, he did not dare to fly too fast, but just kept flying like this, and before he knew it, he reached Liangjie Mountain.

He flew over a mountain bag, and after two or three miles, he couldn't help turning back to look at the mountain bag, always feeling that this place should not be like this.

He lowered his head from the cloud, put Zhu Ganglian and others on the ground, and flew around the mountain that looked like a bun.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this mountain should not look like this.

"Then what does the Great Sage think it should look like?"

Wukong was sitting on the little white dragon's tail, startled by the sudden sound, he jumped off the little white dragon, looked around, only to find a tree standing under a half-dead old tree. a little old man.

"Who are you? Who are you talking to!" He looked at the old man warily.

The old man walked out tremblingly on crutches, and cupped his hands towards Wukong: "Say hello to the great sage! The great sage forgets things so much, the little old man is the land here. Apart from you, the great sage, there is nothing else here." Which great sage? Naturally speaking to you."

"What did you call me?" Wukong raised the golden cudgel defensively.

When Tu Tu saw him raising the golden cudgel, he was frightened out of his wits, knelt on the ground and said repeatedly: "Great Sage, please forgive me! I don't know what I did wrong to offend you, please have mercy!"

Seeing his weak and deceitful appearance, Wukong put away the golden cudgel impatiently, folded his arms and squinted at him and said, "I don't remember much about what happened here, tell me, what did I do here before?" thing?"

"The great sage forgot even this?" Tu Tu secretly raised his head and glanced at him with his crutches in his arms.

"Is it not possible? I just forgot, tell me quickly, or I will kill you!"

The land swallowed, and said carefully: "This... used to be a residence of the Great Sage."

"What residence?" Wukong didn't understand.

"Uh, it's the place to live." Land quickly explained.

"Oh, no wonder I feel awkward looking familiar." Wukong patted his head, turned his neck to look at the four demons, and felt that he had already run far enough.

"Then I will wait for Master in my old residence."

He asked the land again: "Isn't there a place for me to rest here?"

The land told lies by himself, so he had to respectfully lead him to his dilapidated earth temple, "The great sage will do his best here."

Wukong dragged the four of them to the front of the earth temple. He looked at the half-person-tall earth temple and thought it was dirty, so he sat down on the little white dragon and waited for the master with his legs dangling.

He waited until the next morning.

He looked at the sky and thought that today's monster army might already be on the way.

Land tremblingly waited for him all night, now seeing his anxiety, he couldn't help asking: "The great sage wants to leave?"

Wukong glared at him: "Don't make noise, I'm thinking about it."

Tu Tu stroked his beard and persuaded: "The Great Sage clearly cannot wait any longer. If you are in a hurry, you might as well follow your own heart."

Wukong hesitated: "But Master asked me..."

"Little brother, do you still remember that day when the great sage happily followed the little monk away, and he was the one who the great sage was waiting for?"

"Is this how I walked with Master?" Wukong looked at the land curiously, imagining the first time he and Master met.

"Oh, the great sage didn't know. My little old man was so scared that day. The boss's mountain collapsed as soon as he said it. The great sage happily jumped out from the bottom of the mountain, grabbed the monk's bag and carried it on his back, and followed I went to the west." Land danced and described it.

Wukong was happy, and he propped his chin and asked him with interest: "You said I was jumping on the processor at the bottom of the mountain, do I live at the bottom of the mountain?"

"This—this—" The land felt regretful and pounded his thigh, telling you to talk too much!Tell you to talk too much!

"Hurry up and say wow!" Wukong's black and white eyes blinked and blinked, and it seemed easy to deceive.

After finishing his regrets, Tu Tu suddenly pointed at his buttocks and said, "Great Sage, the dragon you are sitting on has woken up!"

The author has something to say:

The author has nothing to say ＿(?*'"∠)＿