Chapter 33

The sky had already darkened,

Xuanzang decided to leave the Tongtian River the next morning.

Of course..,

Another reason why he was not in a hurry to leave was..,

He felt that Wukong was a little strange.

It was not his behavior..,

It was just that the way he looked at him was like a beast staring at its prey,

It was full of exploration and aggression..,

It made people feel very uncomfortable.

The eyes would not lie. At least, Wukong had never looked at him with such a gaze. That pair of golden eyes had never seen any waves,

Even indifference..,

But it was very comfortable.

Coincidentally, Ba Jie missed a snowball,

It hit Wukong,

Wukong did not dodge. He looked at him with a smile and bent down to form a snowball to join the battle.

Ba Jie hurriedly ran to Sand Monk's side, laughing as he ran, "Oh no..,

It's time to summon the King of Hell! "

Xuanzang looked at his three disciples who were playing crazily and frowned,

His gaze was fixed on Wukong.

There was nothing wrong with his behavior and appearance..,

He just felt that something was wrong. He could not be as close to Wukong as he usually was.

Xuanzang looked at him,

Then, he found something strange.

Why was there a tiger-skin skirt tied around his waist?

He became more and more frightened,

He slid back into the house without caring about it,

The first thing he did was to check the table. As expected, the tiger-skin skirt that Wukong had taken off last night was lying there obediently.

Xuanzang's face was deathly pale.

Xuanzang hugged the tiger-skin skirt in a daze for a moment. Then, he kept it in his luggage and went out to call out to Ba Jie, "Ba Jie, I messed up your size and Wujing's. Come with me and fix it."

Ba Jie did not care. "It's okay. It's all the same. At most, he'll wear mine and I'll wear his."

Xuanzang said, "But you want a moon-white one, and Wujing wants an indigo one. What if you don't like it?"

They didn't ask for a color at all.

"All right," Ba Jie said with a laugh, "I don't want to wear the same color as him." Finished speaking, he stopped and put his arm around Xuanzang's shoulder and walked into the room. He called Wujing over to take a look as well.

Wukong stopped Xuanzang and said with a faint smile, "Master, you're so biased. You're making new clothes for them, but I don't get a share?"

Xuanzang felt a little awkward. "Who told you not to come back at the agreed time? Master is angry." He thought for a moment and added, "It's your turn tomorrow."

"Then I want to wear the same color as Master." Wukong stood still and looked at him with a smile.

Xuanzang made eye contact with him and quickly looked away. He was even more frightened. As soon as he entered the room, he blurted out, "That's a fake Wukong!"

He shared his conjecture with his two disciples. The two of them were startled. "If Master hadn't mentioned it, we really wouldn't have noticed."

They would have more or less sensed an ordinary demon, but this demon had snuck in without a sound. After playing around for so long, they didn't have the slightest suspicion.

"This demon has some background and his strength is unfathomable. I'm afraid the two of us are no match for him." Ba Jie said solemnly, "We can only wait for the real Eldest Apprentice Brother to come back."

Wujing said, "The sky is dark, and I'm afraid Eldest Apprentice Brother won't be able to come back for a while. What if that demon is harmful to Master?

In my opinion, when Eldest Apprentice Brother goes back to his hometown, he'll definitely stop people from coming back. He won't be able to come back just because he wants to. We have to go find him. "

Ba Jie said, "Go find him.

I'll stay with Master. "

Wujing said, "Then I'll go."

Just as he turned around, he saw Wukong leaning against the door. "Third Apprentice Brother, where are you going?"

Wujing's expression didn't change. "I'm going to feed the horses."

Wukong said, "Oh, go quickly. Don't let The Third Prince starve."

Wujing squeezed past him. Wukong looked at Xuanzang. "It's getting late. Master, you should rest early. You still have to make clothes for me tomorrow."

Xuanzang was scared to death. Ba Jie said, "We haven't done the night class yet, Master."

Xuanzang seemed to have grabbed onto a life-saving straw. He nodded. "I'll take Ba Jie to do the night class first. You go make the bed."

"There's no harm in doing one less day of the night class." Wukong said lazily. "Making clothes is more important. Don't let your disciple catch a cold." He pulled at his waist. "It's quite uncomfortable to be missing a piece of clothing."

Xuanzang's face was so pale that there wasn't a trace of blood. He looked helplessly at Ba Jie. The two of them read the message in each other's eyes: He heard everything!

"I didn't do my job well and was recognized. It's my fault," the demon said indifferently.

"But it's no big deal. In any case, the Monkey King won't be coming back. In the future, I'll replace him and accompany you in your quest for scriptures."

"You're saying that Wukong won't be coming back?" Xuanzang's voice trembled slightly. This was the only important point he caught.

"Master, isn't Wukong right here? I am Wukong. I'll protect you in your quest for scriptures." The demon slowly approached Xuanzang. "You have to know that I'm more worthy of the name 'Wukong' than he is!"

Xuanzang tried to calm down. "You can't."

Ba Jie sneered. "Even though my Big Shixiong met with misfortune, he was still the master of the Uproar in Heaven. Where did you come from, a nobody like you dare to be mentioned in the same breath as him and take away his name?" As he said that, he threw his rake over.

The demon easily caught the rake and used it to control Ba Jie. "Shidi, it's your fault for attacking. As your senior, I should educate you properly."

Ba Jie's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. With just one move, he knew that the demon's ability was comparable to that of Wukong. He shouted at Xuanzang, "Run!

Find the White Dragon and go to Mount Huaguo! "

Xuanzang's tears were already falling. He wanted to run but was stopped. The demon asked, "You don't want to seek the scriptures that much?

Master, you don't care about our former friendship and don't want to be with me? "He said meaningfully, as if he could reveal a huge secret at any time.

Xuanzang was no match for him. He was forced to retreat and accidentally sat on the bed.

The demon pressed down and used Wukong's voice and Wukong's face to look at him with interest. "A good person who has cultivated for ten lifetimes has never lost his vital Yang."

He smiled viciously and raised Xuanzang's chin with one hand. "If you lose your vital Yang, won't you be unable to seek the scriptures and become a Buddha?"

Xuanzang's eyes widened. He had no idea what Ba Jie was trying to do. All he heard was Ba Jie roaring, "Don't even think about it!" Ba Jie broke free from his shackles and charged at Xuanzang once more. This time, he was much more cautious. He did not allow his opponent to find any openings in his defense and bought time for Xuanzang to escape.

Xuanzang stumbled out of the door and wanted to find the Little White Dragon. However, he saw the two of them break through the roof and fight in the air. The Chen family who heard the noise came out to see. They were frightened and did not know what to do.

Xuanzang did not have time to comfort them. He ran to the stable and saw Wujing.

Wujing had a premonition that it would be too late to find Wukong. After telling the Little White Dragon about the situation, he brought him to check out the situation. If something was wrong, he would take Xuanzang away. He also saw the two of them in the air. He frowned and said to Xuanzang, "I'll help him. Master, let The Third Prince take you to Mount Huaguo!" He flew into the sky and joined the battle.

A hornless White Dragon stood in front of Xuanzang. "Master, come up quickly!

Let's go to Mount Huaguo to find Eldest Senior Brother! "

Xuanzang knew that it was not the time to make excuses. He held back his tears and looked back at his two disciples who were fighting fiercely. He climbed onto the White Dragon's back and crouched down to hug him tightly. He only heard the wind whistling past his ears. He did not even dare to open his eyes.

The sound of weapons clashing came from behind him. Xuanzang asked, "What's going on?"

"That monster … Phew … He's catching up … My two senior brothers are … Phew, stopping him …" The Little White Dragon gasped for breath. "Master, don't talk anymore … I'll take you to … Phew …"

Xuanzang trembled. "Okay, I won't talk anymore. The Third Prince, why are you so tired?

You're forcing yourself too much!

If something happens to you, then I … "He remembered what the other party had told him and hurriedly shut up.

The Little White Dragon flew forward silently and encouraged himself. He could not tell him the truth.

Because you're too heavy …

Xuanzang had a mortal body and it was very difficult to carry him. The only one who could do it easily was Wukong.

The Little White Dragon used his maximum speed and flew for an entire night. When he was about to become a snake, he finally reached Mount Huaguo and landed somewhere. He looked up and saw that he was far away from the Water Curtain Cave. He was in despair. "Master, I can't move. Quickly go up the mountain and call for senior brother. He'll definitely come out when he hears your voice."

He could not support himself and turned into the size of a small snake. Xuanzang picked him up with tears in his eyes and held him in his arms. He followed the Little White Dragon's instructions and ran towards the Water Curtain Cave while shouting with all his strength, "Wu — Kong — —"

Bajie Wujing also stopped the fake Wukong. The fake Wukong seemed to be deliberately teasing them. After seeing Mount Huaguo, his face was full of eagerness.

Xuanzang shouted a few times but to no avail. He could only wipe his tears and continue running. He did not know how many times he fell.

Finally, the fake Wukong became impatient. He shook off Wujing and Ba Jie and bent down to catch Xuanzang.

At this moment, a golden light blocked their path and forced the fake Wukong back. A somewhat lazy, drunken, and angry voice sounded in the empty mountain.

"Where did this wild demon come from? How dare you behave so atrociously in my territory?"

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Wine made people forget their worries.

Although Wukong did not eat mortal food, he never abstained from drinking wine, especially the coconut wine that his subordinates had just brewed. It was inexplicably to his liking and he almost never stopped drinking it.

The irritation in his heart gradually dissipated.

A banquet was held in Mount Huaguo. The demon kings of the caves brought their wives and children to celebrate. Many of their wives were admirers of Wukong in the past. They either cried or laughed, lamenting the impermanence of the world. Some of them even brought their teenage daughters to Wukong, hinting whether he liked them or not.

Wukong was speechless. What the hell?

He cultivated as a virgin and did not touch women. Although he had dismissed them, many female demons still moved to his side. As long as they did not disturb him, he did not care.

After three rounds of drinking, all the demons in the mountain were half sober and half drunk. After more than half of the banquet, Wukong was still drinking and listening to the demons beside him.

While he was in high spirits, something suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the other side of the mountain. The demons exclaimed and asked Wukong what to do.

Wukong did not care and said, "A little dragon will leave on its own."

Then there was a clear voice of a young man. It was obviously calling his name.

The voice was not loud, but it was piercing. Wukong did not want to hear it, but he could not get rid of the irritation and a strange feeling in his heart. He could not ignore it.

Moreover, it was in his territory.

"Bang!"

Wukong smashed the wine cup.