After a pause, Tang Seng chuckled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Sun Wukong pouted: "That's better than you, master, you call me a dead monkey at every turn, this title is even more ugly." ”

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you think it's ugly, just shout smoothly for the teacher." Tang Seng laughed, and then strangled Sun Wukong's neck hard, regardless of her slight resistance, Tang Seng smiled: "Say it, say it, if you have anything on your mind, tell it to the teacher." The teacher is in a good mood now, let's see if the mood of the teacher will be better after listening to your thoughts. ”

slapped Tang Seng a few times to strangle his hand, but he didn't slap it away, Sun Wukong pouted even more: "What does it mean to be in a good mood, will it be better to listen to my thoughts, you dead monk want to gloat so obviously, do you want to eat the golden hoop stick?" ”

"Not at all!" Giving a decisive answer, Tang Seng couldn't help but touch his face: "Is it really obvious?" No, the acting skills of the teacher are unparalleled. ”

"Oh~ what a shame!" was spurned by Sun Wukong, Tang Seng pretended to be angry, and the hand around her neck became even harder: "You dare to laugh at the teacher, you dead monkey is tired and crooked, do you want the teacher to turn you into tomorrow's breakfast?" ”

Sun Wukong smiled, just as Tang Seng's threat was air. She stared blankly at the bright moon in the sky, and after a while, she suddenly said, "Today is the full moon." Do you see the moon round? ”

"Full moon?" Tang Seng was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "Yes, today is the full moon." ”

Letting go of Sun Wukong's neck, Tang Seng looked at the moon again, very round and round. He smiled and whispered, "Round full circle, round full full of round." ”

"Ah, yes, round full circle, round full full of full."

Touched by this simple sentence, Sun Wukong couldn't help but repeat it. With his legs together, his hands clasped together, his delicate chin resting between his legs, and staring blankly at the wide surface of the quicksand river, his eyes lost focus at this moment.

"Huaguo Mountain...... Monkey Monkey Grandchild...... Ah~ I miss them. I really want to eat another bite of the peaches of Huaguo Mountain, and I really want to take another sip of the monkey wine made by the monkey grandchildren. I really want to get drunk again in the Water Curtain Cave, and then sleep sweetly. I really want to take the monkeys and monkeys to patrol the mountains again, and listen to them shouting the king all the way...... I really want to drink with them and celebrate with them when the moon is full. ”

After saying an unknown number of good thoughts, Sun Wukong's voice gradually became choked, her face was buried between her legs, and she mourned: "I think about it, I really think about it......"

Tang Seng was speechless, gently patted Sun Wukong's back, and comforted her with actions.

Sun Wukong will not cry because her tears have long since dried up. Raising her head, she looked at Tang Seng with reddish eyes, and she asked, "Master, have you ever thought about Chang'an's home?" ”

I have never been to Chang'an, but I listened to Tang Seng talk about it for three days and two days all the way, and Sun Wukong knew that Chang'an was Tang Seng's home.

"...... home?"

The word home is very familiar to Tang Seng, and it is also very unfamiliar. Familiar because people are always talking about it, strange because he has never had a home.

What is home? In the most common sense, a home is a dwelling place for shelter from the elements. But home actually has another meaning - belonging. The home of the soul.

It's a pity that if it is according to the former, Tang Seng does have a home, but that kind of home has no meaning of nostalgia, and according to the latter - unfortunately, Tang Seng has never had a home.

He lived in Chang'an City for twenty years, but he could only live in Chang'an City for almost twenty years. Although there is an adopted sister and many friends, he is not willing to say goodbye so simply, but the cruel and regrettable fact will not change, Chang'an, Sun Wukong thinks that Tang Seng's home, there is actually just a foothold for Tang Seng in a long journey.

A foothold, that's all.

Even if there is no scripture study this time, Tang Seng will definitely leave Chang'an after the age of not long after. Alone, continue on the road.

Thinking about it, Tang Seng suddenly smiled, did not mean to hide anything, and said briskly: "Not at all." ”

"Huh?" Sun Wukong's eyes widened slightly, very stunned. She knows Tang Seng's character, she looks lazy and unobtrusive on the surface, but in fact, her heart is delicate and gentle, and she often talks about her sister and friends who miss them.

Looking at the darkness beyond the horizontal line in the distance, Tang Seng replied softly to Sun Wukong's doubts: "If you ask me if I want my sister or my friend, I will tell you I want to." But since you're asking about home, I can only say no. Because, I never had a home. ”

Tang Seng turned his head and looked at Sun Wukong with a smile. The infinite gentleness of the smile warmed people's hearts, as if it had smoothed all the wounds. But at the same time, the smile was infinitely sad. I can't explain why, it's as if the whole world becomes silent and ethereal for a moment, and the next moment an endless darkness swells upstream, covering the whole world upstream, without sound, without laughter, and all that can be seen in the darkness that is so silent that it is despairingly faint and disappearing.

"Wukong, do you want to rest?"

Tang Seng's sudden question woke Sun Wukong from the strange imagery, biting his tongue slightly to let the pain drive away the loneliness and sadness that came with the imagery, Sun Wukong no longer dared to look at Tang Seng's eyes. Putting aside her face, she just used the face of Tang Seng to pretend to be casual as much as possible: "I want to, but I can't." ”

"Are you afraid of nightmares?" Speaking of doubts in an affirmative tone, Tang Seng smiled: "Don't worry, since the teacher asked, there will naturally be a way for you to rest at ease." I've always wanted to do that, but I couldn't find a chance, so let's try it today. ”

Sun Wukong is not stupid, and quickly thought of what Tang Seng said.

He was in a coma in the Yellow Wind Cave for seven days, but he never had a nightmare in those seven days, and later the Yiren said that it was the credit of Tang Seng. Sun Wukong, who has been haunted by nightmares for hundreds of years, and has almost never closed his eyes since the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, is naturally deeply impressed.

Now that I heard Tang Seng say this, I naturally immediately thought about it. Blinking twice, Sun Wukong was a little unconvinced: "Is it really possible?" ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"......" Tang Seng's gentle and tolerant smile convinced Sun Wukong almost immediately.

Really, you can be serious, why are you so annoying? Hmph, I won't admit that such a master is indeed a little handsome, and I won't admit that I actually trust this dead monk who is angry and can't pay for his life! With a broken thought in his heart, Sun Wukong pretended to be reluctant and said: "Try it, just try it, but if you close your eyes and have a nightmare again, be careful that my old grandson wakes up and beats you, so hard!" ”

"Yes, yes." Still with that gentle attitude, Tang Seng stood up and returned to Sun Wukong after looking for a few leaves nearby.

"Huh, leaves?"

"Have a good dream."

chuckling in response to Sun Wukong's surprise, Tang Seng picked up a leaf and put it to his lips, and then blew the melody. The song of unknown name sounded, its voice was not loud, like a whisper, but at the moment of sounding, it replaced the majestic momentum of the rushing quicksand river; Its melody is low, like a spring gushing out, like a breeze blowing, full of tenderness and serenity.

The tranquility is spreading, the cicadas are no longer noisy, the wild beasts are no longer roaring, and even the rushing quicksand river has lost its indomitable momentum in this tranquility, and has become as calm as a lake.

The tranquility is spreading, the heart that is tormented by the heavy past is no longer wailing, and the past that seems to be turned into a soul entwined in the heart gradually dissipates, gradually, sleepiness surges, Sun Wukong lay on the ground, his tail wrapped around his waist, and he fell asleep on Tang Seng's thighs.

The silence continued, and after a long time, a clear splash appeared, breaking the silence.

Tang Seng put down the leaves, looked sideways, and looked at the eyes that appeared with the sound of water splashing and observed himself, and a woman saw it by the Liusha River.

The long hair was draped behind him without restraint, a little scattered, and the color was a silver-white color similar to that of Yiren and Tai Bai Xing's hair, and it shone in the moonlight, which was very beautiful. The face is delicate and indescribably soft, but the face is full of unhealthy paleness. The sides of the red lips are slightly raised, not too big, not narrow, with pure depth, and the corners of the eyes are slightly bent down with black eyes dyed with a faint red, as if smiling.

The pale yellow dress, without patches, but washed white, could not be concealed even in the night, but the wonderful thing was that the woman dressed so plainly gave people a graceful and luxurious ...... No, not grace and luxury, but an unattainable, even unattainable, goddess-like noble temperament.

looked at Tang Seng for a long time. The woman suddenly tilted her head and smiled, her eyes narrowed slightly, her pale cheeks dyed a pale red, and the moment she smiled, it seemed as if the whole night had brightened.

Looking at the woman, Tang Seng also laughed, and he lightly raised the leaf in his hand: "What, was it attracted by the song?" ”

The woman didn't speak, but nodded slightly. Sitting down a few meters away from Tang Seng and Sun Wukong, she pointed to her ears, and then pointed to the leaves in Tang Seng's hands.

"Want to hear it?"

The woman nodded wordlessly.

Tang Seng didn't ask where the woman came from, or even her name, and when he saw that she nodded and was sure that she wanted to hear it, he smiled and fulfilled her wish.

The leaf was placed to her lips again, and in the beautiful silent smile of the woman, the melody sounded again.

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