Chapter 58: Nightmare or Fate

Wukong glanced at everyone in the room and continued: "Moreover, it is rumored that this curse is too vicious and harmful to others and oneself, and it can be said that it is rarely used since it was created, because the final outcome of casting the curse is that the spell caster and the cursed person will die together and no longer exist in heaven and earth!"

"It's really vicious!" Feng Bo sighed: "It's just that such a vicious curse, how can such a vicious curse rarely appear here with us?"

Wukong shook his head and guessed, "Unless, there is someone in this place who is hated by the caster, or there is some kind of great secret here!"

"Deep hatred?

Wukong nodded, "Otherwise, it's hard to explain!"

"Did the old brother come up with a way to break the curse?" After speaking, Feng Bo and the others all looked at Wukong with blank eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How to crack it?" Goku scratched his head, "This is the way." Not yet, I have to go back and sort it out, and I'll discuss it with you tomorrow!"

"Well, it's getting late, you've had a long journey, it's time to rest. Feng Bo stood up and instructed two of them: "Quickly take the two distant friends to the resting place, and make sure to arrange it!"

"Don't worry, Patriarch!" the two men agreed, stretched out their hands, and walked outside first.

Wukong glanced at the little fox, arched his hand to Feng Bo and the others, didn't speak anymore, and walked out silently.

This night, Wukong tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep for a long time.

Thinking of everything he had experienced inexplicably since he came here, he was a little confused and confused for a while.

What is this so-called lost planet?

Why does all this that I am experiencing seem to have a faint relationship with myself?

Especially in the Thousand-Eyed Cave, is everything you see real or illusory?

And here, the land of sin?

There are countless eccentricities in the ordinary of the village?

And who gave this remnant sun blood curse?

For a moment, thinking about it, Goku couldn't help but feel a little upset.

Damn it!

Why did you come to this forbidden place in a daze?

Thinking of this, he reached into his arms and involuntarily grabbed the Bodhi in his arms.

"Does it really have anything to do with you?"

He carefully studied and played with the Bodhi in his hand, and as soon as his mind moved, a trace of blood slowly seeped out from between his fingers.

Yikes!

Blood wriggled and slowly seeped into the Bodhi in his hand.

Wukong calmly watched Bodhi's changes, quietly injecting a trace of divine thought.

Burst!

In a flash of light, Goku quickly disappeared into the room.

After a cup of tea, the light flashed again, and Goku reappeared in the room.

"Hey, why are you still here?"

Wukong scratched his head and clenched Bodhi in his hand again.

Poof, the light flashed, and he disappeared again.

This time, after a full meal, the light in the room flashed, and Goku appeared again.

"Hey, why is this here again?"

"And why is the world so dark inside?"

He glanced incredulously inside the room, scratched the back of his hand, cursed a few words, and in a flash of light, disappeared again.

An hour later, in the flash of light, Goku appeared again chattering.

"Hey, it's weird, I've walked through four doors, why are you still here?" he leaned back on the bed unwillingly, stretched out his hand, and with a snap, he actually ripped off a monkey hair.

He stomped on the ground hard, "There is a curse in the sky, but what about escaping from below?"

"Is there really no way to leave here?"

"Also, why is there darkness in Bodhi? What about the light? What about the Bodhi tree?"

"Strange, why is it gone?" he shook his head in confusion, stretched out his legs and hugged his head, and simply lay down on the bed.

"Is it necessary to break this curse before you can really get out?"

"But how do you break this, damn curse?"

Thinking, thinking, he actually fell asleep in a daze.

In a daze, he seemed to have his soul out of his body and came to the world before he was born again, but everywhere he looked, everything was strange, and there was chaos and darkness everywhere.

What's going on?

The Huaguo Mountain in front of him suddenly collapsed like a dam collapse, and the mountains were full of bloody monkeys.

"King, King, save us!"

"The King... O king!"

Poof!

Wukong suddenly turned over and did it, reaching out to touch it, and the underwear was all wet with cold sweat.

"Just now... This dream?"

He reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned his head to look at the window, and it was already numb and bright outside.

"Is this fate?"

Wukong walked outside the door, grabbed a handful of cold water by a cistern, washed his face, and then walked towards the entrance of the village.

In the village, it was still dark, and the villagers had not gotten up after talking for too long last night.

"Alas, the people of this Fengmen Village are immortal, and look like immortals, but in fact, they are all a group of poor people cursed by pathos, nearly four hundred years, the clansmen are about to forget their ins and outs, it's really pitiful and sad!"

He shook his head, and unexpectedly thought of himself now, isn't he a sad poor person now?

After walking aimlessly for a while, when he looked up, his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the entrance of the village.

There, a severed tree, swaying in the dimness, instantly attracted his attention.

"Huh?"

His eyes lit up and he walked briskly.

At the entrance of the village, under a hollow plane tree with a diameter of about three meters, Wukong stood quietly, his eyes fixed on the place where the tree broke.

According to the patriarch, this was originally a thousand-year-old sycamore, but in the accident of that night, it was burned by lightning strikes, and now the trunk is hollow, leaving only two pieces of bark connected to the roots. But for hundreds of years, this tree has been standing strong here, and it will not fall down in the wind and rain, which shows how strong its vitality is.

Goku stretched out his big furry hand and stroked the crumpled bark on the trunk, and in the quiet air, he seemed to feel the strong will to survive in the fine lines of the trees.

Call!

After a long time, he slowly withdrew his hands and exhaled softly.

"Could it be that this is also your fate?"

In the middle of the ring, he suddenly turned around, and his eyes looked at the mountains in the east.

There, with the crisp crowing of the rooster, a trace of fish belly white is like a morning star breaking through the sky, reflecting the colorless world in front of you.

"No one can believe it?"

"Could it be that even Bodhi can't be trusted?"

His pupils shrank, and his heart instantly became a twist.

"Hmph, Lao Sun's fate is up to me!" he stopped his chest, and some kind of raging flame seemed to burn in his eyes.

"In that case, then break this bird formation!"