Chapter 28

The original form of the State Preceptor who was stabbed to death was a white deer,

Ba Jie recognized at a glance that it was the deer of the God of Longevity and sneered,

He immediately took the corpse to the Heavenly Court to complain to the Jade Emperor,

He seemed to have a grudge against the God of Longevity.

Wukong buried the nine-tailed fox's corpse.

A towering tree appeared in the center of the city,

Its branches and leaves spread out, almost covering the entire city,

It was absorbing the remaining living soil covered by the city wall,

The people in the city were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. They cried with joy, thinking that this was a divine tree,

They ran to the tree to kneel and pray.

However, the divine tree seemed to have a barrier,

They were not allowed to get close,

They could only pray outside the tree.

In the evening, the people gradually dispersed. Xuanzang came out of the King's banquet and went to see the ginseng fruit tree that he had not seen for a long time,

It was a pity that there was not a single ginseng fruit on the tree.

Xuanzang walked around the trunk of the ginseng fruit tree and slowly walked in a circle with his head lowered.

Wukong followed him,

He wanted to pull him,

But he dodged to the side and continued to pace alone,

Seeing this, he could only follow behind him.

Xuanzang did not chase him away,

He could follow him however he wanted,

He just ignored him, did not look at him, and did not let him touch him.

Wukong changed direction and walked face to face with him. Xuanzang did not look at the road and bumped into him.

He covered his forehead and was about to turn around without saying a word. Wukong pulled him into his arms and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

After killing the nine-tailed fox, he was covered in leaves and blood. Xuanzang came up and hugged him and cried. But when the King hosted a banquet to entertain them, he seemed to have changed into a different person and was unwilling to talk to him.

Wukong could not figure out how he had offended him. In the end, he blamed it on the nine-tailed fox, "I was just an acquaintance with her. I don't even remember her name. I buried her just for the sake of her broken tail."

Xuanzang pursed his lips and looked at him as if he did not understand, "I am indeed unhappy, but I am not unhappy about this."

Wukong paused and asked, "What is that?"

Xuanzang lowered his eyes and muttered, "You clearly have a childhood, but you lied to me and said you don't."

Wukong: "…" He had thought too highly of himself, but in the end, he still lost to a child. His feelings were very complicated.

Although it was already late, there were still some pious people left in the surroundings. They were curiously sizing them up and discussing how they were able to approach the divine tree.

Xuanzang saw that he had no intention of repenting and wanted to push him away to continue walking.

Wukong didn't let go. He glanced at the people outside and jumped onto the trunk of the tree with him in his arms. Covered by the thick leaves, Xuanzang couldn't stand steadily and had to hold onto his waist.

"I was already an adult when I gained sentience. I don't remember being a child," Wukong explained. "You really can't blame me, Master."

Xuanzang was still unhappy and didn't want to talk to him.

Wukong said helplessly, "I can't go back now. What do you want me to do?"

Xuanzang blinked and looked behind him. "I can touch your tail too."

Wukong decisively refused without thinking. "You can't touch it."

"Why?"

Wukong thought for a while and said, "The tail is a weakness. If it's exposed, people will have something on it."

Xuanzang said disappointedly, "Oh," but still persisted. "Can't I just reveal it for a while?

There are only two of us. Let me touch it. "

The leaves covered them completely. They couldn't see outside, and the outside couldn't see inside.

"You can't touch it." Wukong held back for a while. "Something will happen."

"What will happen?"

Xuanzang was a little anxious. Obviously, no one saw it. Would revealing his tail attract evil spirits? It had almost become his obsession.

Wukong couldn't explain it to him. Xuanzang wanted to jump down and leave, but he was pulled to sit down. He really couldn't help it. "I'll make you a child."

Xuanzang's eyes lit up and he stared at him without blinking.

Wukong plucked a hair and made a grapefruit-sized monkey for him. "Is it okay?"

Xuanzang was not very satisfied. "It's not like this. It's your child.

It's like what you saw in the altar. The face is yours and the body has hair. "

Wukong was speechless. He actually liked humans with hair. What kind of strange hobby was that? He put it away and changed to another one. "Is it okay?"

Although it fit, it was the size of three grapefruits. Xuanzang was still not satisfied. He measured the size. "I want the same size as before."

"You're so annoying." Wukong frowned and scolded as he changed the size.

Xuanzang was finally satisfied. He touched every part of the young man's body and couldn't bear to let go.

Wukong sat on the trunk, holding Xuanzang in his arms. Xuanzang held little Wukong in his arms and played with it. It was very harmonious.

Xuanzang played with it for a while and really couldn't bear to give it back. "Can I raise it?"

Wukong lazily plucked a leaf and put it in his Buddha crown. "No, it's just a hair."

"It's even easier to raise a hair." Xuanzang said. "It won't grow even if you don't feed it."

Wukong said, "Although Master is not smart, he has a beautiful idea."

Xuanzang was speechless.

Wukong promised him that he could play until he went to bed. He took him down the tree and went back to the place where he lived. Seeing that the remaining Living Soil in the city was almost completely absorbed, he put away the ginseng fruit tree.

Xuanzang saw the small tree in his palm, and his eyes lit up again. "Can I raise this?"

"Raise, raise, raise. You want to raise everything you see." Wukong chided. "Isn't raising three disciples and a horse enough?"

Xuanzang: "… Enough."

He didn't dare to say that his disciples were too big.

The king invited them to stay in the palace. At the door of the room, they met Ba Jie, who had just returned from filing a complaint.

When Ba Jie saw the baby in Xuanzang's arms, he felt terrible. "How long has it been since I left? You already have a child?"

Xuanzang said, "It's not from Wukong. It's just a strand of hair."

Ba Jie: "…" Why did it feel so awkward?

Wukong asked him, "What do you think?"

Ba Jie was so angry that he snorted. "It's his deer. He can't deny it. The Jade Emperor asked him to face the wall. The specific punishment will be discussed later."

Hearing this, Wukong also sneered, "You're so protective. Let them wait.

Ba Jie said, "Don't go up and make trouble now."

Wukong said, "I know what to do." Then he pulled Xuanzang, who was playing with the monkey, back to the room.

Xuanzang let the baby sleep next to his pillow and played with it with his fingers. He saw Wukong sleeping on the other side and looked at him vigilantly.

Wukong: "… Let's play for a while more."

He paused. "Don't gamble with yourself in the future. You should be the one being protected. Don't put the cart before the horse."

Xuanzang said, "No matter what, I'm still a master in name."

"It's not in name. You are."

Wukong said gently. His heart felt like it was being soaked in hot water. It was so swollen that it hurt. He wanted to reach out and touch his little bald head. Xuanzang thought that he wanted to take back his little monkey and hurriedly hugged it.

Wukong: "…"

Xuanzang watched as the baby turned into a strand of hair and floated back to him.

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The King was on the verge of death. After the death of the State Preceptor, he recovered quickly. He restored Cheng Yu to his official position and called him to the study for a private discussion.

Although he was repeatedly urged to stay, Xuanzang was unwilling to stay any longer. He wanted to learn the scriptures as soon as possible. After changing his official position, he brought enough food and set off.

After a long time, he did not encounter any danger. Xuanzang was not used to it.

Wukong, on the other hand, was absent-minded.

Since he did not say anything, Xuanzang asked himself. He guessed that it was because of one thing. "Do you want to go home?"

Wukong hesitated. "No."

He met two old acquaintances who said that the situation at home was not good. It really worried him.

Xuanzang asked, "Can you take me back?"

"It's too far." Wukong said, "I'll go back and take a look after I send you to learn the scriptures." He was really worried about leaving Xuanzang alone.

Xuanzang said disappointedly, "Oh. I want to go with you."

Wukong smiled. "You don't want to leave me?"

Xuanzang said, "You must have a lot of little monkeys at home. I want to raise one." He was still worried about the baby that only appeared once.

Wukong said, "… You can go and learn the scriptures by yourself."

He just mentioned it and did not take it to heart. A few days later, the four of them were interrupted by a river.

It was not that they did not encounter any rivers along the way. Most of the time, they took a detour or borrowed a local boat to cross. However, this river was vast and boundless. It was very dangerous and could not be solved by taking a detour. They looked at a stone tablet next to them. The words "Tongtian River" were written on it.

They could only go to the nearby families and ask the locals how to cross the river.

There was a big village nearby with hundreds of families. Strangely, every family had incense tables and offerings at the door. Many people were busy going back and forth. It was unknown what festival it was.

Xuanzang took the lead and went forward. He found someone to bow to. Before he could ask, that person shouted happily, "Monk!

There's a monk! "

Xuanzang's face was filled with fear. Was being a monk really that rare?

Did they have to sacrifice a monk?

This shout attracted many people to come and watch. Wukong shielded Xuanzang behind him. He grabbed that person and asked, "What's going on?"

That person was frightened and hurriedly bowed. "Master, please don't blame us. Our village is doing something important and needs a master to pray for blessings. However, the nearest temple is hundreds of miles away. I didn't expect the heavens to send a master here."

Xuanzang sighed in relief and poked his head out from behind Wukong. "Do you need someone to chant?

I can. "

That person was overjoyed. "Thank you, master!" He pointed at the door beside them. "My house is here."

Xuanzang asked, "But I want to cross the Tongtian River. Can you tell me how to cross the river?"

That person said, "We're crossing the river.

There are tigers on the other side of the river. "

Xuanzang was speechless.

He smiled and said, "But if master is willing to chant for us, we're willing to build the sturdiest boat to escort master across the river."

Xuanzang was very tempted. He discussed with his disciples. "Let's stay."