"I think the sun is good today, it's a good day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Tang Seng raised his head and said.

Sun Wukong also looked up, and was squinted slightly by the sun.

"You monk, it's such a dazzling sun, but you want to say it's a good weather. Sun Wukong scolded.

"It's a good weather, under such a scorching sun, all the darkness is hidden, naked in the world. ”

"But there will always be corners that have not been touched by the sun, and in that corner, the more the sun shines, the more gloomy and cold it becomes. Sun Wukong snorted coldly, "People like you should have never seen such a corner." ”

"But fewer corners like that, the better, isn't it? Tang Seng looked at his feet, his shadow was stretched by the sun, like a stretched rubber band, he stretched out his hand, and that hand actually became a little bigger.

"If you want those corners to be fewer, unless you knock down everything that can create such shadow corners, bulldoze them, and then you yourself have to merge with the earth, what's the point of that kind of life? Sun Wukong looked up at the sun.

Tang Seng was stunned: "But in this way, no one will be hurt." ”

"Nobody is hurt, but nobody is happy, they're just there. Sun Wukong said casually.

Tang Seng seemed to have fallen under some spell and stood still.

"Those who were not harmed, they did not live. Tang Seng muttered.

"What are you talking about, it seems that there is another country in front of you, and you may have to fight monsters again. Sun Wukong licked his lips, his eyes were full of expectation.

He has taken the fight of youkai as a way to release himself and gain pleasure, and he has gradually fallen in love with the sound of the golden hoop stick tearing through those ugly youkai, and he has even lost himself in this killing, forgetting that he is only an ugly youkai.

Or maybe he hasn't forgotten, he just doesn't want to remember.

All he thought about was smashing the countless youkai in front of the golden rod, and he only thought that he would be free when he was done with these things.

Whether he really can be free or not, he firmly believes that if he does this, he can be free.

Tang Seng was not repulsed by Sun Wukong's transformation at first, and he even had some relief.

He is glad that Sun Wukong has finally found a faith of his own, and he no longer has to show a confused look in his eyes, because then he can't help but think about what Sun Wukong is thinking, and then he will think a lot, a lot, a lot, as if those things appeared in his head without permission.

He will think a lot, but Sun Wukong is no longer confused, and he will not think about it so much.

However, the good times didn't last long, and he found that Sun Wukong actually regarded this behavior as a way to vent, he was originally the spokesperson of death, and the nature of faith was also death.

But Tang Seng couldn't stand it.

The monster that turned into pieces under Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick all seemed to be him.

Whenever someone died for him, he would panic, panic, and want to find a place to hide himself.

But no, Sun Wukong was right in front of him, raising the golden hoop stick against a group of monsters, once the golden hoop stick was raised, it would set off a bloody storm.

Whether he wanted it or not, even if he covered his eyes, the sensation would come through his ears and gently beat on his heart.

In a sense, he can be regarded as sacrificing himself to become the Monkey King.

Allowing one person to kill is tantamount to being his accomplice.

Tang Seng has never forgotten it, but he has to do it.

Because he had already figured out that the Buddha's intention was to make his feet full of bones.

The Buddha wants him to face up to the sins on his hands, and the Buddha wants him to repent and make him cry.

But he couldn't, so he opened his eyes wide and looked at all this, not only to see all this, but he also wrote it down and put it in his mind, as if he were drawing on it with a carving knife.

He portrayed the scene that made him uncomfortable, forcing himself to remember.

But that doesn't mean he succumbed, it doesn't mean he stepped on these corpses.

On the contrary, he buried himself in these corpses, putting himself on the same level as these corpses.

The corpse is him, he is the corpse.

When I think about it, I don't have that kind of panic anymore.

The country is thriving, and the streets are bustling with people.

Where there are people, there will be gossip, and there will be parents who are short.

But this time they heard something different, they heard about aggression, and war.

Tang Seng got off the horse, stood in place and looked to the side, there was a stall selling trinkets, and there were a few people buying trinkets in front of the stall.

Sun Wukong also stopped, he didn't understand what Tang Seng was looking at.

The conversations of those people gradually entered Sun Wukong's ears.

"Have you heard, there is good news ahead, those have been caught, and I heard that the general is going to transform it into the largest comfort camp in history. ”

"It's really fake, those, haven't they been resisting desperately all the time, why were they suddenly taken down?"

"You don't know, this time we are united with the three nearby countries, think about it, so many together, who is not tempted, who is not excited, this is also the first time that our three countries have reached a consensus, and the comfort camps established in the future will be used by the soldiers of our three countries, and other countries should not even think about it. ”

"I heard that the ladies of that country are very handsome, it seems that they are the descendants of Nuwa, especially the king, I heard that our king..."

Tang Seng tilted his head, without a trace of expression on his face, as if what he had heard was something insignificant.

The white dragon horse came over and rubbed Tang Seng with his nose.

"Monk, what's wrong with you, why are you suddenly stunned. Zhu Bajie, who was walking behind, didn't hear what the two people said just now, and said out loud.

"It's nothing, just keep going. Tang Seng said, and his voice was not wavering.

Sun Wukong was stunned in place like a stone carving.

There are several daughter countries in the world, and there are several descendants of Nuwa in the world.

Sun Wukong wanted to tell himself that there were many, many, many, many, but he knew that there was only one, only one, only the daughter country when they came.

Now that the daughter country has been captured, and even their king has been captured as a beast, Sun Wukong suddenly feels a little funny.

What Tang Seng told him that day was actually fulfilled one by one.

The death of the daughters is not because any country wants to oppose them, but because their existence means that other countries have to go against them.

Only by opposing them can there be women, and by opposing them, you can conquer.