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"If you die, you will either be reincarnated or fall into that world, is this our world?" Sun Wukong looked at the blue sky in a wistful manner, lowered his head and sighed heavily, "If that's the case, then what's the point of living?"

"Money, fame, the adoration of others, aren't these all meaningful things? Tang Seng said on the horse.

"But I don't think these things are interesting at all. Sun Wukong sighed.

It's like living in prison, constantly suffering, constantly being tortured, even if you are willing to fall, you can't wear out your consciousness, and in the end you can only get more and more miserable. Sun Wukong scratched his head, "I thought, compared to how to make the people in this world happy, how to destroy it is a good idea." ”

"Hey, dead monkey, do you know what you're talking about now?" Zhu Bajie glared at Sun Wukong, "You're talking about taboos that must never be brought up." ”

"Cut, if it's really taboo, those who list these things as taboos should protect these taboos well, so easy to be noticed by others, what kind of taboo can it be. ”

", do you think anyone can think about such a deep problem like you, let me tell you, the vast majority of people in this world are like you see, even eating is an extremely difficult thing, as long as there is a mouthful of rice to keep them alive, they are thankful, while surviving to make this world that belongs to them a better place, this is what they live to do meaningful things. Tang Seng said.

"What can you do if you become better, no matter how beautiful it is, it's just that you don't have to worry about food and clothing, don't those guys in heaven already have no worries about food and clothing, I see that they are not much satisfied, but are more greedy than those mortals who are about to starve to death, and occupy huge resources for personal use, and I don't see any mercy on them. Sun Wukong spat on the ground and crushed it with his foot.

"Are we really just leaving, just leaving the Zixia Fairy there and leaving?" Zhu Bajie looked back at the Zixia Fairy who was standing there in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking, and asked Sun Wukong suspiciously.

"Well, otherwise, you ask the monk if you can take her to the west to learn the scriptures, if so, of course I have no objection. Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Seng and said.

"If you don't have someone on the list, you can't add it. Tang Seng shook his head and said.

"See, what can I do if the monk doesn't open his mouth, besides, it's okay to leave without saying a word, the long pain is better than the short pain, and if you are sad to me, you can find someone to marry casually like she married Lao Niu, after all, she is a fairy, and she doesn't worry about marrying. ”

Sun Wukong plucked his nostrils, took out a large black thing from his nose and wiped it on the white dragon horse's buttocks, and then he was kicked by the white dragon horse and flew to a tree a few meters away.

"You dead horse, I didn't bathe you along the way, and you didn't even let me wipe your nose, you are really stingy. Sun Wukong wiped his hands on the tree, and when he looked back, the white in the distance was still so dazzling.

They have come a long way, and that touch of white doesn't know if it's Sun Wukong's hallucination or it's real.

Sun Wukong shook his head and caught up with Tang Seng in front.

He is the spokesperson of the disaster, and there is always nothing good that will happen around him, if she really agrees to Zixia to be her favorite, I am afraid it can only harm Zixia.

So he was silent, so he didn't say a word, so he forced himself not to let himself think about it.

Tang Seng could see the irritability in Sun Wukong's heart, but he didn't break it, as a man, some things must be secretly digested in his stomach.

People have seven emotions and six desires, but love hurts the most.

"Monk. Sun Wukong shouted.

"What's wrong?" Tang Seng sat on the horse and didn't even look at Sun Wukong.

"You can recite a mantra for me, I miss a headache. Sun Wukong touched the golden hoop on his head and said.

"Masochism. Sha Seng glanced at Sun Wukong and whispered.

"Say less. Zhu Bajie glared at Sha Seng and reached out and pulled his sleeve to stop him from talking later.

If you guess a nail and your foot is stinging and the pain is unbearable, you can try to get someone else to hold a hammer on your head for a moment, and then you will find that the pain in your foot is much less.

This is called the pain transfer method, also known as the pain selection method, and this method is mostly suitable for people who are out of love, and people who are out of love.

Tang Seng sighed: "If it were before, she would definitely find someone to marry casually like you said, and then make you regret it." ”

"What did you mean before?" said Sun Wukong, staring at Tang Seng.

"I talked to her. Tang Seng sighed.

Sun Wukong pounced on Tang Seng: "I heard that if you eat Tang Seng's meat, you can live forever." ”

Zhu Bajie has always stood by Sun Wukong's side, and when he saw Sun Wukong wanting to pounce on Tang Seng, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Let it go, you idiot, I'll give you a share later. Sun Wukong pushed Zhu Bajie.

"Enough, stop making any more noise. Tang Seng glanced at Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, who were still pushing each other, and said expressionlessly.

"If you let me not make trouble, I won't make trouble, who do you think you are. Sun Wukong glared at Tang Seng and said.

"I am your master. Tang Seng glanced at Sun Wukong and recited the mantra.

Sun Wukong stopped moving, and Zhu Bajie saw the golden hoop on Sun Wukong's head shrinking and hurriedly hugged Sun Wukong tightly: "Monk, he asked you to read it, you read it, you still read it so fast, you want to kill him." ”

Sun Wukong's head was strangled by the golden hoop with a deep mark, but unlike before, Sun Wukong, who used to start lying on the ground and screaming as soon as the golden hoop contracted, just gritted his teeth and didn't speak this time, and Zhu Bajie was stunned when he saw the resolute expression on his hairy face.

It's the first time he's seen this kind of Monkey King.

But it was not the first time Tang Seng had seen him, and he slowly stopped chanting mantras.

"Being tortured like this by a woman, you might as well settle down here with her, and no one will stop you anyway. Tang Seng said coldly.

"Heh, I have a home here today, and you, a monk, will be divided up tomorrow by an inexplicable monster. Sun Wukong rubbed his own head, looked at Tang Seng with disdain, and said.

"Sometimes I really feel like I'm just a dog chained to a pillar by you, I can turn 108,000 miles with a somersault, but I can't turn over the palm of Rulai's hand, and I can't turn over the chain you tied to me. ”

Sun Wukong smiled self-deprecatingly, and when he looked back, the white was gone.