Chapter 9

Xuanzang cleaned up the rocks and took out two thick and soft woolen blankets from his luggage. He laid one on top of the bed and the other on top of it. He also took out a Lu Ban pillow and covered it with a pillow. Then he took off his coat and folded it before going to bed.

Even Wukong stared at him as he kept going back and forth. He didn't know what other tricks he could find in his luggage. The monk was also very particular. No wonder he brought so many things. It didn't seem like he was going for a trip, but more like he was going for a vacation.

Wujing hid far away to eat meat. He promised Xuanzang that this was the last time and he would try to be a vegetarian. Ba Jie also chased after him because of the news about Cuilan. He didn't know if they continued to fight.

Only Wukong was guarding Xuanzang. He realized that the two newcomers were just here to join in the fun. It was good enough that they didn't cause trouble for him.

His hand subconsciously touched the tight band on top of his head. No matter how many strange methods he used, he couldn't help but touch it. It became a habit.

Maybe it would only come off if he helped Xuanzang get the scripture. Then he could regain his freedom.

He had to get the scripture even if he didn't want it.

But Xuanzang was a mortal. Without a transportation tool, he could travel dozens of miles a day. It would take him eight to ten years.

Maybe he should try to sell his skills and buy a horse …

He was shocked when the idea popped up. He must have been brainwashed by the monk to agree with such a ridiculous method.

Xuanzang liked to sleep on his side and curl up. He had to hold something in his arms. He pulled the blanket halfway and woke up in the middle of the night. He found that his legs and back were exposed and stiff from the night wind. The blanket couldn't block the cold from the rocks. There was almost no part of his body that was hot.

He wrapped himself in a blanket and stood up. The bonfire was left unattended and was dying. Not only was Bajie Wujing not there, but Wukong was also gone. He was left alone in the deep mountains and forests where wolf howls could be heard from time to time, shivering.

He wrapped the blanket tighter around himself and called out "Wukong" with a trembling voice. What answered him was a wolf howl. Tears were about to fall from his eyes. He pitied his body. If he was eaten by a pack of wolves, each of them would be immortal and cultivate into a spirit. They would definitely have great abilities. He would be another legend of the evil wolves …

"Pa," a fruit core fell from the sky, and Xuanzang's soul immediately left his body.

He subconsciously raised his head and saw Wukong sitting on a tree, looking down at him with an apple in his hand. "Not sleeping anymore?"

Xuanzang panted for a long time before he could adjust his chaotic breathing. He raised his head and shouted in what he thought was a stern voice, "Get down here."

Wukong heard the sobbing tone in his voice and couldn't help but smile. "Come up."

"Get down here." This time, there was some anxiety in his voice, and it sounded more like he was acting coquettishly.

Wukong waved his hand, and Xuanzang's body rose uncontrollably. In the blink of an eye, he sat on Wukong's body.

He inadvertently looked down, and the makeshift bed and the flickering bonfire all became insignificant. He felt another wave of dizziness.

He didn't expect it to be so high!

He grabbed Wukong's hand and hugged him tightly. Then, he changed his arms and hugged Wukong's arm. The blanket directly fell down.

"Ah …" Xuanzang looked regretfully at the thing he relied on to keep him warm.

Wukong handed him an apple and held his cold hand. "So cold?"

Xuanzang was a little angry. "You … you ran so high yourself. Why did you pull me up?"

Wukong said, "To look at the moon."

Xuanzang followed his line of sight. This was probably one of the tallest trees. There were very few obstructions. He could see the bright moon hanging in the sky like a jade plate. It was several times bigger and closer than usual. Blocked by the branches, it looked like it slipped and fell into the human world. It was firmly pinned by the branches and hung on the tree. In the distance, the undulating mountains were like silhouettes stuck in the darkness. It was a desolate and vast scene.

Wukong was so sentimental.

Xuanzang looked for a while. He leaned against Wukong and absorbed his body heat. His hands and feet were not cold anymore. He just woke up and was thirsty. He took a bite of the apple that Wukong gave him.

He felt something was wrong. When he looked closer, he found a few strands of brown hair on it.

Xuanzang smiled and waved the apple in front of Wukong. "Didn't you say you don't shed hair?

What is this? "

Wukong was speechless.

"That's not mine." He said, "This is a gift from the younger generation."

The younger generation was probably referring to the monkey.

He knew that Xuanzang liked food to be clean and would not touch such things. He was about to take it back when he saw him using his sleeves to wipe it clean and continue eating. He held onto the strands of hair and mumbled, "You are golden, the color of your hair is not right …" Wukong's hair was pure gold. It was very beautiful and felt good to the touch. He wanted to touch it to his heart's content but didn't dare to. He could only touch the back of his arm to satisfy his craving. He asked, "Why are they giving you this gift? Are you the Monkey King?"

"… You can say that."

Xuanzang asked, "What about your original territory?"

Wukong's thoughts went back to a long time ago when he was free and unrestrained. Those were probably the best times of his life. "It's … in a place very far away. It's called Mount Huaguo.

It's tens of thousands of miles away. "

He touched the band again. As long as he could get rid of this …

Xuanzang was surprised. "It's so far away. How do you know that you are the Monkey King?"

He paused. "When I was sleeping, did you find the Monkey King here to fight and make them submit to you?" He heard that most animal groups were like this. The one who defeated the leader was the new Monkey King.

He imagined that Wukong used the most primitive method of biting or smashing the ground with a stick to deter them.

Wukong also imagined what he said. He stared at him and stuffed a handful of hazelnuts into his other hand. "Even eating can't stop you from talking."

Xuanzang could only eat the apple obediently. After he finished eating, he peeled the hazelnuts. After peeling them for a while, he lowered his head and stopped.

Wukong asked unhappily, "Did you touch the hair?"

Xuanzang was a little sad. "I can't peel them."

"Don't you know how to bite?"

He obviously didn't know how to. He hesitated and stuffed the hazelnuts into his mouth.

Wukong took back the hazelnuts in disgust. He pinched them with two fingers and didn't even need to do anything. He directly fed them to Monkey King.

Xuanzang didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. When he saw Monkey King reach out his hand, he opened his mouth and waited for Monkey King to feed him.

"Am I protecting Master or taking care of a child?" Wukong thought angrily as he fed Monkey King.

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At dawn, the two meat eaters finally returned. Xuanzang was packing his luggage. He was a little excited last night and didn't sleep. Now he felt dizzy.

Ba Jie picked up the luggage. After all, he was the one who lost the horse.

He looked at Xuanzang with some doubts. "Master, you don't look well. Didn't you rest well last night?"

"It's a little cold …" Xuanzang said vaguely. He didn't want to delay the trip. "Let's go."

The group continued to head west. Monkey King saw Xuanzang's absent-minded appearance and held his hand to prevent him from falling.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, Xuanzang tripped on a stone and was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Wukong caught him.

Ba Jie said, "Do you want to rest for a while?"

Xuanzang didn't want to and insisted on walking. Ba Jie said, "Master, let me carry you. Junior Brother Sha, you can carry the luggage."

Wukong was very wary of him. He didn't care how they reconciled overnight. He bent slightly in front of Xuanzang. "Come."

Xuanzang was originally closer to him. After being fed by Monkey King, he became more dependent on Monkey King. He was so sleepy that he didn't refuse and climbed up.

Ba Jie and Wujing looked as if they had seen a monster, but they didn't say a word.

They didn't know if 500 years had erased his temperament. This was a little different from the one who caused trouble in heaven. After all, he didn't bend in front of anyone.

Wukong walked very steadily. Xuanzang didn't feel any bumps. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and fell asleep.

Ba Jie's eyes moved from him to Wukong. "What did you two do last night?"

"Eat apples."

Two apples appeared in his hand and he threw one to each of them. "Did you two talk about it last night?"

"Let's get down to business."

Ba Jie became serious. "So Third Brother is a curtain roller. Like me, he made a mistake and was banished to the lower world.

What did you do? "

Wujing said, "Break the Azure Glaze Cup."

"Too tragic. Breaking the Azure Glaze Cup and you ended up like this."

Ba Jie said with a pained heart. "I think we have something in common. Maybe we can find a way to free ourselves."

"That wasn't an ordinary Azure Glaze Cup."

Wujing said, "The Azure Glaze Cup at the Immortality Peach Banquet is definitely not an ordinary item. Moreover, that was …" He didn't continue.

Wukong asked, "What was it?"

Wujing suddenly took off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body.

The other two also fell silent.

Wujing's chest was covered with wounds, as if he had been pierced by thousands of swords.

"This is punishment." Wujing put on his clothes again. "I can't say it.

I can't say it either. "He paused." I can only say that everything goes according to its will. There's no way to resist. "

"Who?"

Wujing pointed to the sky.

Ba Jie asked, "The Jade Emperor?"

Wukong paused and asked, "You mean, the Heavenly Dao?"

Wujing nodded slowly at Wukong.

The Heavenly Dao, this once illusory thing, suddenly had traces. It wrapped around him like the wind, but it couldn't be seen or touched.

"What does the Heavenly Dao want?" Wukong asked after a while.

"No one knows."

Wujing said, "Eldest Senior Brother, you're a spiritual being born from heaven and earth. If you don't know about the divine stone left behind by Nuwa, how can we know?"

"Maybe someone knows." Ba Jie suddenly said.

The other two people were puzzled.

"Although Eldest Senior Brother is a unique spiritual being, the Earth Demon Transformation isn't something that can be comprehended overnight. There must be an expert who taught you." He looked at Wukong. "Eldest Senior Brother, who is your master?"

Wukong stared at him and didn't say anything. He lifted Xuanzang up and continued to walk forward. After a few steps, he said, "Aren't you sleeping?"