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

Chapter 77 Untitled

Wukong felt his hands pinching his neck.

No need to guess, these hands are fake Xuanzang's.

Goku suddenly tensed up.

Why so suddenly?Is he going to kill himself now?Or did he irritate him when he hit him just now?

The sense of suffocation gradually rose, but Wukong didn't dare to move. He was "asleep" now, so of course he couldn't resist.

If the other party was only angered for a while, then when he wakes up now, he will tear his face apart.Not only will there be no chance to inquire about Zhen Xuanzang's whereabouts, but it may also make him completely murdered.

Wukong still has self-knowledge, he must not be able to beat this person.Judging from the breath alone, the strength of this fake Xuanzang is as unfathomable as the real Xuanzang - this is one of the reasons why he didn't doubt him at first, after all, he always thought that Xuanzang was the only one in the world with strength Like a bottomless abyss, he is the most powerful person, and no one else can be as powerful as Xuanzang.Now there really is a person as unfathomable as Xuanzang, he can only say one thing, fortune is unpredictable.

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and Wukong gradually clenched his fists where the false Xuanzang could not see.He is still "asleep", so no matter how uncomfortable it is, he cannot resist excessively.He moved his neck pretending to be uncomfortable, but it didn't work, the hands were still ruthlessly wrapped around his neck, and because his movements became more and more forceful——

Wukong didn't dare to move again.

If he moved a few more times, he couldn't guarantee whether this person would directly cut off his neck.

Wukong frowned, making an uncomfortable look on his face, and his thoughts changed sharply.

The other party should be able to kill him when he broke the barrier, but instead of doing it immediately, the other party pretended to be warm and let him rest, and then sneaked into the depths of the dense forest to perform magic while he was asleep. It can be seen that the other party should not be so eager to kill him, and wants to continue to pretend to be Xuanzang by his side for a while.No matter what his purpose is, he must not be so eager to kill himself now.

Now Wukong was almost certain that his magical slap had angered this guy, and he couldn't help but regret that he couldn't hold his breath.

Now he must be reminded of the identity he played, and the relationship between himself and the identity he played and himself!

If you pinch him down again, you might really die, don't care, just give it a try!

Wukong was heartbroken, and muttered "Master", with a hint of coquettishness, turned over, put his legs on the false Xuanzang, and took advantage of the situation to overwhelm him, then stretched out his hand and put his arms around the opponent's back enduring his nausea.

Wukong felt that the other party's body was obviously stiff, and even the movements of his hands relaxed a little.

It worked!

His face was pressed into the hollow of the opponent's neck, he was heartbroken, rubbed his face on the other's neck, and called out to Master in a low voice.

The hand that was pinching him tightened suddenly.Wukong's entire face burst into red.

What's the matter, did you annoy him again?

Wukong suddenly felt that he was on the verge of death.He clearly heard the sound of "click, click" when the bones on his neck were squeezed together. The huge squeezing force made his eyeballs protrude a little, making him want to open his mouth to breathe and scream... But Wukong couldn't bear it. Living.

No, he can't.

He is still "sleeping".

The hand on the neck tightened more and more tightly. In a trance, Wukong felt that a long time had passed, and felt that it was only a moment. The next moment, his neck was loosened. He coughed and opened his eyes, looking innocently and doubtfully. Looking at the false Xuanzang in front of him, he asked with difficulty: "Master...cough cough, what's wrong?"

Fake Xuanzang stared at him with a complex expression for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand towards him, Wukong shrank subconsciously and wanted to hide, then resisted the urge to hide, and continued to look at Fake Xuanzang with trusting and dependent eyes. Xuanzang.

"Master?" he called.

Fake Xuanzang's hand was close to his face, and before Wukong could react, he was suddenly pushed out of Fake Xuanzang's arms.

Wukong fell to the ground with a dazed look on his face.

"Master, what's the matter?" He still wanted to try his best to create an image of him who just woke up innocent and cute and didn't know anything.

But the fake Xuanzang suddenly took a few steps back, turned his back, and growled, "Go! Go!"

Although he was not facing him, Wukong knew that the words were meant for him.Wukong was confused by the sudden change of the fake Xuanzang, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Fake Xuanzang turned around for a while, then turned around again, and saw that Wukong was still standing there, his face was occupied by an unprecedented anxiety.He took a few steps towards Wukong, and pushed Wukong suddenly, the expression on his face was constantly changing, and he shouted angrily while pushing him: "Go! Can't you hear me?"

"You...you are...Master?" Wukong couldn't move, he looked at Xuanzang whose face was changing constantly, from crazy to annoyed to smirking, his eyes gradually became moist.

"You are the master, right? Master? Master! You are the master! Why did you come back, master!"

"Hurry up! Have you forgotten what my teacher taught you?" The expression on Xuanzang's face changed even faster, and the anxiety in his tone was about to overflow the air. He took a step towards Wukong in disordered steps, and stretched out his hand. She came over as if to push him, but suddenly turned into holding him.

"Go! Fly to the east! Don't stop!" Xuanzang yelled, then pushed him violently, and stepped back a few steps, "Run! I'm about to lose control of him!"

Wukong wiped the wet marks on his face, took a deep look at Xuanzang, and then flew into the dense forest decisively.

In the dense forest, the four demons sat on two sides. Among them, the red-haired curtain sat alone on one side, and the other three demons sat on the other side.The curtain roll kept crying.

Zhu Gangli was upset when he heard that, and shouted impatiently: "Why are you crying! It is your honor to contribute to Lord Shengyu, why are you still crying! Like a bitch!"

Black Bear looked at them expressionlessly.Xiao Bailong said, "My boss is right. You are so annoying. It is your honor to help Master Shengyu! Can Master Shengyu lose money from you?"

Lianju wiped away her tears, stopped crying, and looked at the three of them emotionally.

"What eyes do you have!" Zhu Gang stared.

Xiao Bailong immediately slapped the ground and said: "You stare at me, boss!" He swung his tail and was about to get up to teach this person a lesson, when suddenly a gust of wind blew in front of him, the three demons felt dazzled, and the curtain disappeared in front of them.

"What about people?"

"I do not know."

"Brother Black Bear, have you seen it?"

"No."

******

The curtain roll was carried by Wukong and flew eastward.

"Why don't you resist at all?" Wukong wondered.

"..." There is nothing to love in life.

"What is your relationship with that fake Xuanzang?"

"..." There is nothing to love in life.

"What did he lie to you about?"

"..."

"Okay." Wukong held up the somersault cloud and turned several somersaults in a row until he could no longer fly a further distance before stopping.He glanced down, and he was above a temple.

Wukong thought for a while, his master was a monk, and he had a good impression of the monk, and felt that this place was a place to rest, so he went down to the ground.

He stood in front of the temple holding the curtain, and built a pergola with the other hand, and looked at the plaque hanging on the temple gate.

Several huge gold characters were shining brightly in the sunlight, and Wukong deciphered them, which read: Hongfu Temple.

What he landed on was a side entrance of this temple, where no one came and went, and the door was closed.He carried the curtain roll, jumped lightly, and entered the temple.He didn't want to have any interaction with the people here, so he pulled the curtain and went straight to the back mountain.

After turning a few turns, Wukong saw a pavilion on the mountain, and he pulled the curtain and rolled into the pavilion.

There is a simple and simple big clock in the pavilion, Wukong bypassed the clock, put the curtain on the stone chair in the pavilion, and sat down on the stone chair in the pavilion, seeing the tea on the table, poured it for himself One cup, drank a large cup in one breath, took a breath, and then slowly looked at the elf he had caught.

Lian Roll turned his face away, ignoring his scrutiny.

"You don't have to do this." Wukong poured himself another cup of tea, held the teacup and said slowly: "You know who I am, and you think I don't know anything, are you a fool?"

"..." Lianju lowered his head and didn't say a word.

Wukong touched the teacup, thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "What do those nine skeletons belong to you?"

Curtain raised his head abruptly, astonishment flashed across his face.

Wukong looked at him and said bluntly: "I know you have a deal with that fake Xuanzang. But you were cheated by him, right? He destroyed your nine skeletons, you hate him, don't you?"

Lian Roll finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "So what about hate? You can't beat him. You don't know how terrible he is, he—— is omnipotent."

"It's not so exaggerated, is it?" Wukong was bluffed by him, "Isn't it so powerful? He is not the way of heaven, so what can he say is omnipotent?"

"It's omnipotent." Curtain said.

He looked at Wukong with sympathy, and said: "You can't escape, you are about to die."

"You—" Wukong was annoyed, "Don't you hate that guy? Why do you still say such things that make the enemy's ambition destroy your own prestige?"

"It's not that you want others to destroy your prestige, I'm telling the truth." Lianjuan said coldly, "In a short while, they will resurrect all the monsters that died before, and bring them to encircle you."

"Resurrection? What do you mean?" Wukong was puzzled, "Besides, I ran so far, could they still find me all at once?"

"They can make an exchange."

"Exchange?" Wukong remembered what he vaguely heard last night, "You also made an exchange? With whom? With that fake Xuanzang?"

"You call him fake Xuanzang?" Lian Juan's face moved, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"what happened?"

"Nothing. Just curious about your name."

"Oh, what exchange are you talking about?"

"They asked me to call him the holy fish." Lianjuan explained, "The holy fish can fulfill any of your wishes, as long as you exchange with him, as long as you can afford an equal price."

"Sacred fish?" Wukong chewed this strange word again, but couldn't understand what it meant. "Why can he fulfill other people's wishes? Exchange, how to exchange? What if he can't fulfill the wish after taking something?"

Lian Roll shook his head, with seriousness on his face: "No, as long as you pay an equal price, it's fine."

"Then why were you crying before? Didn't you also make an exchange? I heard it all. Why are you still crying? He lied to you. How do you explain this?" Wukong's eyes were sharp.

"I..." Lianju lowered his head in embarrassment.

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I can’t believe that I’m so hardworking, double update today (～￣▽￣)～

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