The Monkey King

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the monks who participated in the rescue continued to show their powerful magic power and goodwill to the people. However, the truth that this disaster was caused by the Golden Immortal Chanmen seemed to have been deliberately covered up. It felt as if they were doing good deeds rather than atone for the sins of their masters, and had nothing to do with the exchange conditions proposed by the monkeys.

Faced with this move that was full of conspiracies, Hou Hou no longer cared about it. He shrank aside and his mind was filled with the problems between Qing Xin and Yang Chan.

Tianpeng saw through this move and walked back and forth anxiously, but it didn't help. Finally, he turned to Xuanzang, who was focused on chanting sutras to appease the dead.

"Master Xuanzang, if they continue like this... everything we have done before will be in vain."

Lowering his head, Xuanzang reached out and turned over a page of Buddhist scriptures and sighed: "What the poor monk did before has been in vain. It has nothing to do with them."

"This... let them continue to slander us? Do you know what they just said to the victims?"

"As long as they are willing to do their best to help, do good deeds, and promote good deeds... Even if the poor monk has to bear some infamy, what does it matter?" As he said this, Xuanzang had clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly, and began to chant sutras again.

For a moment, Tianpeng was speechless.

Driven by these monks, the situation in the city began to undergo some subtle changes.

His Majesty the King, who insisted on cultivating Buddhism, has died, and a new center of power has not yet been formed. For a time, the right to speak fell into the hands of monks with the same caliber.

From the beginning, "all disasters are caused by the westward march", to "Buddhism is useless", in the end, it even became "Xuan Zang is a liar".

Xuanzang turned a deaf ear to all this.

The people in the city began to feel one-sided. Gradually, several people in Monkey's group were even completely ignored.

Of course, that was not a complete neglect. Due to the powerful strength that the monkey had shown before, even though all the resentment was added to everyone, the people in the city were still very afraid of them. then. They began to use various methods to release their resentment in small details.

First, they lowered their respect for Xuanzang and his party. When meeting them, they no longer saluted respectfully as before, but passed by as if they hadn't seen them at all. It's like treating them as ordinary passers-by. at the same time. There were countless pairs of eyes watching resentfully in the corner.

After making sure that there would be no backlash from Xuanzang and his party, everyone almost spontaneously joined in the crowding out of the people traveling to the west.

The black bear spirit who had been struggling to rescue the victims was driven away, and the monks took his place. Roller curtain was thirsty and wanted to find a drink of water, but no one was willing to give it to him. Xiao Bailong was disliked and was in the way. Driven away from the rescue scene. Even when Xuanzang wanted to recite sutras for the victims, he was interrupted from time to time...

Among them, the only ones who are not disturbed may be the monkeys.

He huddled in the corner, doing nothing and needing nothing. In view of his great strength, no one dared to treat him like the little white dragon and drive him away.

The power of the monks is powerful. Thousands of monks from Kunlun Mountain joined in, making the entire rescue operation proceed at an incredible speed. At midnight. The monks have even restored the entire capital to the way it was before the war.

Every building is intact, every citizen has been properly accommodated, and every corpse has been stored.

Xuanzang was like a leaf in the torrent, rolling up his cassock and stumbling. He was obviously exhausted to the extreme, but he still insisted on chanting sutras after each victim. Considering his safety, the black bear spirit also followed.

When it comes to ugly time, the streets of the entire capital are already deserted.

on the square. Only the canopy, roller blinds, small white dragon, and a macaque king were left, standing alone around the monkey huddled in the corner.

It felt like the entire city had chosen to forget them. How bleak.

A palace attendant walked over slowly with small steps, bowed respectfully to everyone, and said, "Everyone, may I ask, where is Master Xuanzang?"

Xiao Bailong glanced at the house in the distance that had been vacated to place the corpse, and crying could still be heard from time to time. Said: "What's going on over there?"

The waiter didn't say much. After another salute, he turned around and walked towards the house.

After a while, somehow, he came back. He bowed to everyone and said: "Everyone, I... I'd rather not go see Master Xuanzang. I have something I want to convey to you."

"What's up?"

"I heard before that some of them had to leave at dawn after giving lectures, so... the palace asked the young one to come over and remind Master Xuanzang that it was almost dawn..."

Having said this, the waiter paused, pointed to the eastern sky, and looked back and forth at everyone with his wide eyes.

Immediately, several people present realized the meaning of his words.

The roller curtain suddenly sneered, and Xiao Bailong simply grabbed the waiter by the collar and shouted: "What do you mean? What do you mean by this? Drive us away, right?"

"Don't, don't, don't...Uncle Bailong, this is not a small thing, this is the intention of several adults in the palace."

"What didn't you mean? This is what you meant! Ask for a beating!"

With a scolding, Xiao Bailong's fists were already raised. Canopy on the side quickly stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, winked expressionlessly and said: "Let him go."

Everyone looked at each other.

After a while, Xiao Bailong reluctantly let go of his hand. The waiter ran away crawling.

Looking at the retreating figure of the waiter under the moonlight, the Macaque King let out a long sigh.

"What to do now?" Roller Shutter asked.

Tianpeng pointed at the monkey and said, "Look at him."

Everyone's eyes moved to the monkey.

After a long while, the monkey raised his head slightly and looked around at everyone. He stood up with the golden hoop and said, "Don't ask me, ask... the one inside."

With that said, he had already taken steps towards the house where Xuanzang was.

…

Xingyue Sanxing Cave.

Under the moonlight, Qingxin walked into the courtyard step by step with her sword in hand. Her footsteps were so light that she could barely hear the slightest sound.

Pushing open the ajar door, a figure suddenly rushed out of the room and plunged into Qing Xin's arms.

"Master! Are you okay?"

"Master is fine, how can something happen to master?" Qingxin bowed and hugged Chenxiang. He raised his head. She then saw Subhuti sitting in the room, having already made tea.

After hesitating for a moment, Qing Xin sighed, then turned to Chen Xiang and said, "You're still up so late."

"Waiting for Master."

"Master is fine. Are you relieved now?"

"Don't worry." Chenxiang nodded obediently.

"Then go to sleep." As she said that, Qingxin had already put down the agarwood.

Looking back at Subhuti, Chenxiang knelt on his knees, kowtowed to Qingxin and said, "Then, disciple, please retire."

Say it. Then he turned and kowtowed to Subhuti: "Master, Agarwood leaves."

"Go." Subhuti said, brushing his sleeves.

Hearing this, Chen Xiang stood up, straightened her clothes, and exited the door. By the way, he also brought the door up to prevent the night wind from blowing in.

Subhuti and Qingxin were the only two people left in the room.

Subhuti looked at Qingxin quietly, but Qingxin seemed to be deliberately avoiding it and cast his gaze on the burning candle.

"Have you made it clear?" As he said that, Subhuti pushed a cup of freshly brewed hot tea over.

Qingxin nodded silently. Step by step, he walked to the other side of the low table, bowed and sat down. Not a word was spoken.

Lowering his head and taking a sip of tea, Subhuti sighed leisurely: "During this period, there may be a little chaos outside. The six-eared macaque is here, and that is his other soul. There will inevitably be a fight between the two."

After giving Qingxin a faint look, Subhuti continued: "Master will stay in the temple permanently to ensure the safety of the Taoist temple. The mountain protection circle will also be opened, and no other people will be allowed in or out. As for you... just stay here. Just watch it, lest you have to go out. It will cause trouble in your life."

Qingxin nodded silently.

The two of them were silent.

After a long time, Qingxin gently touched the floor with her fingertips and whispered: "Master, is that six-eared macaque... very strong?"

"It's hard to say." Subhuti stroked his long beard and said: "Cultivation. Although it is attached to the soul, it also needs the nourishment of the body in the corresponding realm. At this time, he only has a soul and no body, so his strength is still weak. In order to have a body A strong body requires a lot of sacrifice. But, after all, the cultivation is still there. Under the strongest condition, it is possible to be on par with your senior brother. Even if you break through to the cultivation of heaven and obtain 'Wuji', it would not be surprising."

Qingxin was stunned for a moment, looking at Subhuti with a hint of worry.

"The same soul... Then, will he have the same memory?"

"The memory should be gone. After more than six hundred years, no matter how strong the soul is, it is impossible to retain complete memories in the void."

"Complete memory?" Qingxin's eyes suddenly flickered slightly: "In other words, there is actually a memory, but... it's not complete?"

This question made the room suddenly quiet.

Subhuti seemed to suddenly realize something, but he did not say anything. He just took a sip of tea slowly, raised his head after a while, and said, "Don't worry about this matter. It's not something you mixed up." We can make peace. Stay peacefully in this Three-Star Cave with the Setting Moon."

With that said, Subhuti rolled up his sleeves, stood up, and walked out of the door without looking back.

In that room, only Qingxin was left quietly.

…

At this time, screams and cries were heard everywhere in the camp of the multi-eyed monster.

Countless humans, monsters, monks, and even all kinds of insignificant animals were all tied up by the multi-eyed monster's generals and carried in a long line to the six-eared macaque in the pool for him to suck the essence. Immediately afterwards, these corpses that have been drained of their essence will be carried aside as quickly as possible, crushed to pieces with huge rocks, and the last drop of blood will be squeezed out.

The squeezed blood flows along the newly dredged canal and flows into the pool where the six-eared macaque is, nourishing his body.

"It's not enough! Come on, come on! Go catch new ones!"

"I know there is a town two hundred miles away, with about a thousand people!"

"Then go quickly!"

"There is a sect about five hundred miles northeast. It seems to be a branch of Chanjiao. Do you want to..."

"Take them down! Take them all down! As long as they are alive, even the Jade Emperor will take them down!"

"promise!"

Stepping on the meat pulp all over the ground, the many-eyed monster's generals who had just completed their mission quickly rushed out of the cave to find new prey, and the cycle continued.

In the blood pool, the six-eared macaque, which had already grown all four limbs, looked at the multi-eyed monster and smiled slowly.

The multi-eyed monster wiped sweat violently.

"Good job." The six-eared macaque said leisurely: "Don't worry, if I...if I can completely recover, you will be my general, just like the short-mouthed man from Huaguo Mountain you just mentioned. Whatever you want, I’ll give you.”

The multi-eyed monster quickly bowed and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Great Sage, for your appreciation!"

Upon hearing the words "Great Sage", the six-eared macaque's brows suddenly frowned slightly. However, this only happened for a moment. He soon lay down lazily in the blood pool and said softly: "It's not enough. Now these...are still too weak. I need more. It's best to have you like me." Strong."

Hearing this, the multi-eyed monster's hand suddenly trembled slightly, and another large drop of sweat fell from his forehead. His eyes widened, and he looked at the six-eared macaque in some astonishment.

Seeing this, the six-eared macaque immediately grinned and sighed: "Don't worry, I won't eat my own people."

The tensed nerves of the multi-eyed monster relaxed a little. Those eyes, blinking hard, blinking hard. It was as if he was in shock.

Dead corpses and pulp all over the ground... Even though he personally ordered this scene, when he saw it with his own eyes, even a veteran who had been on the battlefield felt a chill running down his spine.

He has personally seen the six-eared macaque sucking essence, and he has also seen the blood all over the place. Just what he said just now, if the six-eared macaque hadn't needed him, he had no doubt that the other party would immediately pounce on him and gnaw his bones. .

If we really want to talk about strength... According to this recovery speed, I am afraid that I am no longer strong enough to defeat the six-eared macaque...

For a moment, the multi-eyed monster became really uneasy. Although he was under the banner of revitalizing the demon clan, he really didn't know whether he was right or wrong in releasing such a terrifying monster.

Sighing slowly, the six-eared macaque continued: "If I could eat half a demon king, I think I would have almost recovered... You think so, right?"

As he said that, the six-eared macaque looked towards the multi-eyed monster again intentionally or unintentionally. The moment their eyes met, the multi-eyed monster was startled and had goosebumps all over his body.

After hesitating for a moment, the multi-eyed monster gritted his teeth, bowed and held his hands, and shouted loudly: "I obey your orders! I'll do it now!"

Turning around, he quickly walked out of the cave. Behind him, the ghost-like laughter of the six-eared macaque came. (~^~)