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"Blah blah. Zhu Bajie hurriedly shouted, "I have an idea." ”

Sun Wukong's raised hand was put down.

"What an idea. He asked.

"Actually, I haven't, but I don't want you to hit me, so I shouted. Zhu Bajie said.

Sun Wukong's face turned iron blue.

"Ah, wait, wait, I remembered again. Zhu Bajie shouted again.

Sun Wukong's face turned completely cold: "If you say again this time that you shouted so to prevent me from beating you, I will beat you to the point that only a pig's head remains." ”

Zhu Bajie's face fell bitterly.

Truth be told, that's what he really thought.

Sun Wukong was completely furious.

"I feel like it's your own. Zhu Bajie spoke.

Sun Wukong was stunned: "What do you say." ”

How to say it, Zhu Bajie shouted in his heart, how did he know what to say, he only knew that it was the right choice to stop Sun Wukong first.

"Well, it's not about why these guys bite you, it's about why these guys don't let go after they bite you, right? Zhu Bajie wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said.

"It's still your nonsense, otherwise who would dare to bite me again. Sun Wukong scolded.

Zhu Bajie suddenly remembered a possibility, but he wasn't sure if this possibility was really possible, he could only say this possibility until now, otherwise Sun Wukong would probably explode and solve him.

"Could it be that the power contained in you makes them reluctant to let go? Zhu Bajie said.

Sun Wukong lowered his head, and from the eyes of the snake that bit his balls, he saw greed.

"Maybe it's really like you say. Sun Wukong tried to drag the snake down, but the snake still didn't move, and this time Sun Wukong obviously felt that something had entered the snake's body from his body.

"These guys, they're absorbing my power. Sun Wukong said angrily.

"Could it be that you can get your strength by biting you?" Zhu Bajie was stunned, and then opened his mouth to bite Sun Wukong.

"Phew, bah, bah. Zhu Bajie pulled his tongue and spit wildly, "I bit the monkey hair." He said.

Sun Wukong didn't care about Zhu Bajie, his eyes stared straight at the snake below him.

"Don't you need to bite there to work?" Zhu Bajie looked at Sun Wukong's underneath, his face a little embarrassed.

"Get out. Sun Wukong didn't even look at Zhu Bajie, and immediately scolded.

"They're not drawing strength from you, they're giving themselves to you. Tang Seng finally spoke.

"What do you mean?" Sun Wukong was puzzled.

"I feel their lives ticking, the plant isn't obvious yet, but the snake, you can't be wrong. Tang Seng said.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong sank his mood and began to look inward.

His body is so peaceful these days that he has forgotten the black substance that he had been in it in the first place, worrying him.

Sun Wukong has not figured out what those black substances are until now, but he knows that it is not a good thing, and if it is not handled well, it will likely kill him.

Seeing Sun Wukong in his body, he was taken aback by his body.

Once upon a time, his heart, liver, stomach and stomach were gone, and there was nothing else in his body except black or black.

He is now like a cloth bag, filled with that black substance, not so much that he is the Monkey King, but that he is a prison for those black substances.

A prison that could be breached at any moment.

And those black substances are not as warm as the Monkey King who came to see them at the beginning, they are all like dead, I don't know if they still exist.

Although this feeling is very weird, Sun Wukong still feels that his body is too cold.

Sun Wukong, who came out of his body, had palpitations in his eyes.

These days, he is obsessed with arguing with monks and fighting with Zhu Bajie, and completely forgets to take a little time to look at his body, so that now his body seems to be unable to be a body.

He's just an unknown thing filled with black matter now.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Seng noticed Sun Wukong's panic and stepped forward to ask.

"It's okay, it's okay. Sun Wukong opened Tang Seng's outstretched hand and staggered to his feet.

"This monkey is not crazy, what should I do after that. The sand monk muttered inside.

He only cares about whether Sun Wukong can continue to protect them, and he doesn't care about Sun Wukong's current situation at all, if Sun Wukong dies inexplicably, but there is another Zhang Wukong who can protect them, Wang Wukong, whatever Wukong, he will still be very happy.

He didn't notice that even the white dragon horse behind him had some worry in his eyes when he looked at Sun Wukong.

Tang Seng just looked at Sun Wukong and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it.

If one day, you suddenly find that you are no longer yourself, will you panic and want to escape from this world to find your true self, but where is that true self?

No one can know.

That's the saddest part of life, you don't know who you are, why you exist, why you are sad, you just know, you exist, you do something, and then it has some effect.

But then, then, no matter how important what you do now and how much you are worshipped, it will eventually pass, buried in the dust of history, and no one can remember it anymore, and no one wants to look for it.

Then you become nothing.

It didn't exist.

That's such a sad thing, and why do you feel sad because of it, sadness is just an emotion.

So what are the emotions.

Can anyone give me an answer.

Sun Wukong lay on his back on the ground, looking at the white clouds.

Will you also be sad?" Sun Wukong thought to himself.

Tang Seng sat down leaning on Sun Wukong: "What did you think of?"

"I didn't think of anything, and I don't think about it. Sun Wukong's expression was indifferent.

"What is a Buddha?" he asked again.

"It's just a code name, like flowers, birds, and cordyceps, they need a name to be remembered by you, and for them, Buddha is their code name. Tang Seng said.

"Then what is your code name, Tang Seng?" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng.

"I don't know. Tang Seng shook his head.

The clouds in the sky are still floating, and Sun Wukong feels that he is floating with the clouds in the sky, but the clouds in the sky are light, while he is heavier.

Since it all exists, don't care about what it doesn't mean or not, just let it exist.