Sun Wukong slowly opened his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tang Seng is gone, the white bone spirit is gone, and even the little white flower that was originally showing off her majesty under her feet is gone.

In the space of the black hole, there is only oneself, alone, standing alone.

Is this the nature of the world?

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, touched nothing, saw nothing.

"It's pitch black, is the world as it is, or is someone blindfolded me with his hands so that I can't see anything? ”

Sun Wukong sighed, and slowly put down his outstretched right hand.

Then he looked at the golden rod.

The golden hoop rod exudes a murderous aura around it, and it seems to be so natural with the surrounding darkness, as if it is one.

"Tick~" The sound of dripping water came from not far away, and Sun Wukong was startled.

In this place, how can there be water except for the water of Lethe.

He couldn't contain his curiosity, and slowly walked towards the place where the voice came from.

It was a slope with a 90-degree angle, and on that slope, water droplets continued to drip down, and then seep into the dark earth and disappear.

Sun Wukong reached out and caught a drop of water that should have fallen to the ground, put his hand in front of his eyes, and looked at the droplet seriously.

In that drop of water, Sun Wukong not only saw his upside-down eyes, but also saw the unknown little insect that he had never paid attention to, floating freely in the water.

"So there's life in it, too? Sun Wukong watched the water dripping in his palm slowly disappearing, leaving only a somewhat wet palm, and then stretched out his tongue and licked it lightly on his hairy injury.

If there is water in this world, how can there be no flowers and green grass, Sun Wukong scratched his head.

Then he patted his head and began to shake his body, and in the Monkey King's shaking like a sheep epileptic attack, a small seed fell from his noisy head and fell right into a small pit smashed by water droplets.

The seed of life has been planted, it doesn't matter what fruit it can bear, the most important thing is that this seed can take root and sprout in this netherworld and then break through the soil layer and grow into a real life.

When burying that kind of child with the surrounding soil, Sun Wukong felt for the first time that life was gentle.

He could even hear the seed that he had gently covered with earth saying thank you to him.

After doing all this, Sun Wukong clapped his hands and stood up, and his eyes returned to their previous anger.

"That stinky monk actually ran away with the white bone spirit when I closed my eyes, but he was too naïve, thinking that he could get rid of me as long as he was a little away from me, but what he didn't know was that the smell of his body that made me feel uncomfortable had completely betrayed him. ”

Sun Wukong raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, put the golden hoop stick on his shoulder, and walked step by step in the direction where Tang Seng pulled the white bone spirit away, his steps were heavy, slow and powerful.

Then he saw Tang Seng standing beside Meng Po and stretched out his hand towards Meng Po.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Sun Wukong rushed up with an arrow and knocked over the Meng Po soup in Tang Seng's hand, and looked at Tang Seng angrily and said.

"Of course it's drinking water, and I haven't even been able to drink saliva after coming here for so long, and I'm almost dying of thirst. Tang Seng helplessly looked at Sun Wukong who was catching up.

"What thirst is dead, you are already a dead person, can you still feel hungry and thirsty!" Sun Wukong yelled at Tang Seng.

"Have you ever died?" Tang Seng asked Sun Wukong.

"You're not talking nonsense, I don't know how the word death is written since I was born, and the people in this world who can make me die haven't been born yet. Sun Wukong was affectionate and arrogant.

"Yes, you haven't died, you haven't become a soul, so how do you know that souls don't need to drink water, I would have ignored you before, but since you claim to be my apprentice, then I'll tell you well, ghosts are also hungry and thirsty, not only need to drink water and eat, but also for the physical aspect..."

"Dead monk, aren't you a monk, why are you saying these things?"

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng with a strange look in his eyes, and thought to himself, could it be that this monk decided not to abide by the rules and precepts because he was dead, and wanted to indulge with his soul body?

But looking at the middle part of his soft body, Sun Wukong couldn't think of it, even if Tang Seng wanted to be happy, how to be happy.

"Where do you think of it? Tang Seng saw that Sun Wukong had been staring at his crotch, and hurriedly reached out to cover his crotch, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, and let go of his hand, but he felt that Sun Wukong's eyes made him very uncomfortable, so he put his hand up again.

"I said you stinky monkey, what are you staring at me all the time!"

After Tang Seng repeatedly changed his hands several times to cover his crotch, he finally couldn't help but launch a biao at Sun Wukong.

"Didn't you say it yourself, not only the hunger and thirst of wanting to drink water, but also the flesh. ”

“...”

Tang Seng felt that there was a team of crows flying over his head now.

"You monkey, your mind is a little too unhealthy. Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong.

"Ah, you monk still say that I am not healthy, but after you die as a monk, you have that kind of thing in your head, is it healthy?" Sun Wukong retorted not to be left behind.

"So, what do you mean by fleshly hunger and thirst at every turn!"

"Of course I know, but I heard you say that your body is hungry, no, you have no face and body now, and you are still hungry and thirsty!" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng's body with only his soul left and roared.

"Great Sage, I think you may have misunderstood what the Holy Monk meant. The white bone spirit reached out and pulled Sun Wukong's clothes and whispered.

"I can misunderstand this monk something, he used to wear a hypocritical face and use our hands to eliminate all the people who wanted to harm him, but now he simply doesn't even want that face, because he is dead, he has no scruples. ”

"You are mistaken. The White Bone Spirit said, "What the Holy Monk said is not what you understand. ”

"Oh, then tell me what he means when he says he's hungry and thirsty in the flesh?"

Sun Wukong frowned and looked at the white bone spirit, and a pair of eyes stunned the white bone spirit so much that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"If you have something to say, say it well, what kind of ability is it to bully a girl. Tang Seng pulled the white bone spirit out of Sun Wukong's eyes, dragged him behind him, and said to Sun Wukong impatiently.

"I said, monk, you can't have a leg with that monster behind you. The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched slightly.