Things seemed to be different from what Xuanzang had imagined.

As soon as Wujing left..,

He had indeed been captured, but not by the soldiers present.

He felt his vision blur, and he found himself in darkness,

From his perspective..,

It was probably on the roof beam..,

And where he was standing just now..,

A fake person who looked exactly like him was escorted away by the soldiers.

Behind him was a person. No..,

It should be a monster. He smiled softly and said, "How is it..,

Holy Monk?

I'll bring you to watch a good show..,

You'll like it. "

It was the voice of the Kui wood wolf.

Xuanzang really didn't expect it to be him, because in his heart, immortals were all on the right side and would never spend any effort on him. Even if they descended to the mortal world because of love, it had nothing to do with him.

"Kui wood wolf," he heard himself say,

His voice was a little hoarse. "What do you want?"

The Kui wood wolf smiled and said, "Of course, everyone wants a piece of Tang Seng meat."

Xuanzang said, "You're already an immortal,

Eating me won't be of much use. "

"I don't need to live forever,

To increase my cultivation, "the Kui wood wolf said,

"But she's a mortal. She'll only remember me after eating your flesh and blood."

Xuanzang had never expected this reason. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Are you trying to sow discord between me and Wukong?" Xuanzang asked. "Looks like you've succeeded."

The Kui wood wolf said, "That's why I'm going to take you to watch a good show."

"Then I'll congratulate you first."

Xuanzang said, "But I want to know one thing: Did you and that jade girl agree to descend to the mortal world together, but did you go back on your word at the last minute?"

The Kui wood wolf's body stiffened for a moment, and his voice changed. "I didn't. She descended to the mortal world by herself."

It seemed that what the princess said was true.

But she has your memories.

Xuanzang sighed. Hearing that the Kui wood wolf was going crazy, he was afraid that he would harm the princess if he knew, so he swallowed his words.

The only thing he was worried about was that he didn't know what he had done to Wukong and whether or not Wukong could see through it.

The Kui Wood Wolf shuttled through the beams with him, and he could only see darkness.

He finally stopped. Xuanzang's eyes saw light again. He was in the king's bedchamber, and the eldest prince's corpse was placed in the middle.

He was really … dead.

The king hugged his eldest son as tears streamed down his face. The Second Prince and Princess Blossom Shame knelt before him and cried.

His fake self was standing at the side, mumbling something, but no one knew what he was saying.

Who was that?

Xuanzang wanted to ask, but he couldn't make a sound. He was stuck in the beam, unable to move or speak. Only his eyes could see what was happening below.

The Wood Wolf of Kui had already transformed into a prospective emperor's son-in-law, urging them to restrain their grief. They had to take down the evil thief.

"Holy Monk, I respect you as the Holy Monk, but how can your disciple be so ruthless?" The king cried. "Although my son is not good, he doesn't deserve to die. He's gone just like that!"

The fake Xuanzang looked sorrowful. "I didn't teach him well. I'll definitely hand him over to Your Majesty personally."

Nonsense, Xuanzang wanted to say. It definitely wasn't Wukong who did it.

The soldiers standing outside were in an uproar. Xuanzang looked over and saw a golden light rippling into the hall. Wukong descended from the sky, and the surrounding soldiers couldn't help but avoid him. They pointed their spears at him, not daring to move forward.

Wukong didn't take the Golden Cudgel, nor did he wear any armor. He was still wearing the indigo robe he made for him some time ago, but it was extremely dazzling. He walked step by step towards the fake Xuanzang from outside the hall. Everywhere he passed, there was a path for him. His golden eyes only contained him.

He stopped a few steps away from the fake Xuanzang, and said word by word, "I didn't kill him."

I know. Master knows.

Xuanzang immediately shouted silently. Master will go with you to find the murderer. I'll make sure you're innocent.

"Evil disciple."

The fake Xuanzang's eyes were filled with pity. "You're stubborn and mischievous by nature and refused to be disciplined. Now, you've even killed someone. So many people saw it. How can I believe you?"

"I didn't kill him." Wukong repeated word by word. "Master, you have to believe me."

Master believes you!

The fake Xuanzang closed his eyes, and two streams of tears slowly flowed down. "Master knows that you refused to accept me from the very beginning. You even had thoughts of killing me. I didn't expect that I didn't change you."

"I changed, Master. I changed a lot." Wukong stared fixedly at him, his hands clenched into fists. "I didn't have the slightest bit of disloyalty."

He didn't want to believe it. He wanted to lie to himself that this wasn't Xuanzang. However, this person, from his hair to the soles of his feet, was the real Xuanzang. There was nothing fake about it.

No demon could escape his Fiery Eyes of Truth. He could transform into Xuanzang's appearance.

He thought of Xuanzang's indifferent words in front of Avalokitesvara's portrait, and how he gently comforted Qianmian as she lay on his lap.

He was the same to everyone. No one was special, including him, the Monkey King.

Wukong's heart was already in a mess. At this moment, he sank to the bottom of the sea, unable to be pulled up again.

"You can leave. I can't afford to have this disciple." The fake Xuanzang turned around, his back to him.

"Master, are you … chasing me away?"

He heard himself ask this. His voice was so weak and helpless. Even when Subhuti was chasing him away, he didn't sound like this.

"You can leave." The fake Xuanzang repeated.

"Alright." Wukong smiled bitterly. "Then I hope that Master can obtain the true sutra soon and save all living beings.

I can't be saved, so I won't make things difficult for Master. "

He turned around, back to back with the fake Xuanzang, as if they were strangers.

Xuanzang felt despair.

Why? Why couldn't the fake Wukong recognize that it wasn't him?

Didn't he have the Fiery Eyes of Truth to recognize demons?

"We can't let him go!

Let him pay with his life for the first prince! "someone shouted. Immediately, there was a chorus of agreement.

"Let him go." The fake Xuanzang said softly.

'What a good imitation,' Xuanzang thought. 'Who can tell the difference?'

Wukong walked to the door without a word and stopped.

"I'll say it again. I disdain killing that prince of yours."

With his back to the crowd, he said softly. He grabbed the door, and half of it turned to dust. "My wild nature is untamed. If you keep me here, none of you will be able to."

There was complete silence. No one tried to stop him. They watched him leave on a cloud.

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Wukong wandered aimlessly in the clouds.

Once again … he was abandoned by his master.

He wanted to return to Mount Huaguo, but he was unwilling to go back because of the animosity between him and the monkeys.

Heaven and earth would not tolerate him.

The world was vast, but there was no place for him to go.

It was as if his existence was wrong, as if he was a heretic.

He felt that everything just now was like a dream. In the blink of an eye, everything was gone. Xuanzang chasing him away was also fake.

He was in a daze for a while. He still wanted to return to Mount Huaguo to see how the monkeys were doing and whether they were bullied. If they didn't need him, he would look for another place.

Back then, he was unwilling to follow Xuanzang to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddhist scriptures. He wanted freedom. Now that he was free, he was at a loss.

His heart was probably bound.

Wukong returned to Mount Huaguo and looked down from the clouds. He saw that the whole mountain was barren. He didn't see any of his kind. He had a bad feeling. As expected, when he came to the top of the mountain, he saw a group of hunters with ropes, arrows, and other tools chasing after two or three monkeys.

The monkeys ran for their lives. Suddenly, they saw a golden light in front of them. A tall figure appeared. They ran over in a hurry without thinking.

"Who is it?

Stop pretending to be mysterious! "The hunters who had gathered together shouted.

Wukong raised his eyebrows. He raised his hand and they were pushed down the mountain by a strong force. They rolled to the bottom of the mountain and stopped breathing.

It was so easy. Humans were like ants.

"They're dead!

They're all dead! "The monkeys jumped in joy.

One after another, monkeys ran out. When they saw Wukong crying with joy, they cried and screamed.

"The king is back!"

Wukong was silent. He lowered his head and looked at his hands. He seemed to have realized something.

He had broken the vow to kill …

This time, it was true. The monk would definitely be angry to death.

No, he wouldn't. He was no longer Xuanzang's disciple.

It was great. No one cared about him. He could kill as he wished.

Wukong sat on the old throne in the Water Curtain Cave, surrounded by monkeys.

Ma Liu Ben Ba and the other four generals knelt in front of him and told him about the changes during this period.

It turned out that after Wukong left, the other demons heard about their conflict and were unwilling to interact with the remaining monkeys without Wukong's leadership. Mount Huaguo declined even more and attracted the attention of hunters. They came up the mountain to catch the monkeys and skin them to sell.

Although many of the monkeys had gained intelligence, they were greedy for fun. With Wukong's protection, they didn't cultivate. Thus, they were limited to 'monkeys with intelligence'. They still couldn't fight back against the hunters. Although the four generals were capable, they were too few. There were too many monkeys and they couldn't take care of them. Thus, they were bullied.

"I didn't expect that Grandpa Great Sage would come back …" The four generals choked.

"We're all family." Wukong said. Suddenly, he felt a little emotional. "It's all in the past."

They would also stay in the future.

The monkeys were overjoyed. They cheered up and held a banquet.

Wukong didn't leave a single hunter on the mountain behind. Very soon, no one dared to have any ideas about the Flowerfruit Mountain anymore. Everyone knew that a terrifying deity had arrived on the mountain, so they decided to stay at a respectful distance.

The Mountain of Flowers and Fruit became lively again. The demons of the past also came to visit Wukong. However, someone asked about his great mission of obtaining the scriptures and was thrown down the mountain by Wukong himself. From then on, no one dared to ask him about the matter of obtaining the scriptures. It was as if nothing had happened.

Only the four generals, Ma Liu Ben Ba, had a discussion. On the night of the third day, they went to find Wukong, who was drinking alone at the top of the mountain.

There were a few female monkeys giving birth on the mountain. One of the babies was already three or four months old. It was lively and cute, and Wukong liked it a lot. He had been holding the baby in his arms, and the mother of the baby was a lot more arrogant.

Wukong did not react to their arrival. He still looked at the bright moon that was very close to him and shook the wine jar. "What?

There's poison in this wine? "

"Your Majesty, please don't humiliate us anymore!" The four generals said in shame. "We have something to discuss with Your Majesty."

Wukong said, "Speak."

The four generals looked at each other. "Your Majesty, please don't be angry."

Wukong said, "I'm not angry. There's nothing that can make me angry."

"It's … about Your Majesty's matter of obtaining the scriptures … Your Majesty, please don't be angry!"

Wukong's gaze finally fell on them.

After a while, there was finally some movement. "Didn't you not let me go before? Are you annoyed now?"

The four generals heaved a sigh of relief. "We hope that Your Majesty will stay. We also hope that Your Majesty will be happy."

"Your Majesty doesn't look happy at all now. He's like a different person from when you were seeking the scriptures. We were wondering if there was a problem."

"If there's a problem, you have to solve it. This is not a solution."

Wukong grunted and turned his eyes to the moon again. "The person who came to seek the scriptures doesn't want me anymore."

His tone was emotionless, but it contained infinite grievance. It made people tremble.

"The person who came to seek the scriptures that time came to look for Your Majesty.

We've met before. "Seeing that he did not reject them, the four generals said boldly," He was very gentle and liked Your Majesty very much. He didn't seem like a monk who would chase people away.

Is there any misunderstanding? "

Wukong lowered his eyes and stroked the hair of the little monkey in his arms that was already sleeping soundly.

Perhaps there was too much grievance in his heart and he wanted to pour it out. He slowly poured out this matter to the four generals who had been with him for the longest time.

"Your Majesty!

You're confused! "The four generals clapped their hands and shouted after hearing it." Who can hide from your eyes?

Immortal!

That Kui Wood Wolf is an immortal. Doesn't he have a few treasures?

He wants you to leave so that you can eat Tang Seng meat!

As long as you leave, he will achieve his goal!

How did Your Majesty fall into his trap? "

Wukong suddenly sat up, as if he had been enlightened.