Sun Wukong's main consciousness is still sinking in the illusory realm, as if he was hit by a "ghost pressing on the bed", and he can't wake up even if he wants to.

But what should Tang Seng and others do? They have been delayed?

Otherwise, what else can it be? Can they transcend destiny?

Even if he can transcend the destiny, Tang Seng would never do this.

Because he was used to Sun Wukong looking for him or saving him, if he didn't see Sun Wukong, even if someone else was going to save him, he wouldn't leave with anyone else in the monster's hot pot.

This is Tang Monk's stubbornness, and it also symbolically expresses one aspect of his decisiveness.

At this time, we cannot explain where Tang Monk is, nor can we explain whether Tang Monk is really in Huoyun Cave.

After all, Sun Wukong is not finished yet, so next is the story and picture of the illusory realm in Sun Wukong's main consciousness.

The blood in the Wangchuan River is very viscous, and it is very difficult for Wukong to swim. In addition, the fishy smell is strong, Wukong feels that he just wants to vomit. He tried his best to hold his breath and use all his strength to swim forward.

There were pythons of various colors passing through the river, passing by Wukong from time to time.

Wukong wandered around the Forget River for about two hours, and saw the flames in front of him, and the fire was rushing, burning with crackling sounds.

Wukong floated on the surface of the Forget River and looked at the burning objects in the sea of ​​fire, like a human corpse. He sniffed it with his nose and smelled it, and there was a tar smell. Wukong thought: "Is this sea of ​​fire the sea of ​​fire the place where the immortals call the refining of the souls of sinners after death?"

Wukong climbed up to the shore from the surface of the Forget River and looked at the vast sea of ​​fire in front of him. His wet clothes were instantly dry. Then he felt a kind of burning pain in his skin. Wukong thought to himself, "This sea of ​​fire is like a tongue, and the smoke is like a cloud. If I take it into it, my whole body will be burnt and it will be difficult to protect it."

Ran Wukong thought again, "This is my only way back to heaven, which is to lose my body. As long as my soul is still there, what's the harm in being able to enter heaven and see my master!"

After thinking about it, he resolutely rushed into the sea of ​​fire, and the flames immediately surrounded it. Wukong gritted his teeth and thought about enduring the baptism of the flames.

It's strange that the tongue of fire burned around him, but it didn't burn him as Wukong thought, burning him, just surrounding him, not burning to his body, but the roasted taste was also unbearable.

Wukong ran forward and ran wildly, as if the flames were deliberately avoiding each other, always leaving a space for wherever he went. Wukong looked around and saw ghosts flashing and howling in the thick fireworks, extremely miserable. The ghosts were lit with fire and running around.

Wukong thought, "This may be the difference between me and mortals. If I were mortals, I would definitely be burned by fire."

He didn't dare to neglect, and ran even faster, like a fire duck just in the oven, running desperately, feeling that his skin was almost roasted out of oil.

Wukong felt his body getting hotter and he was getting more and more difficult to breathe. He ran wildly for about half an hour, and in a daze, he suddenly bumped into a mountain in the sea of ​​fire. He suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice hole, his body temperature reversed greatly, and the ice and fire were two kinds of heaven.

From extreme heat to extreme cold, Wukong shivered, his body shrank into a ball, and he kept muttering, "I'm frozen to death, I'm frozen to death."

"Master Wukong, Master Wukong, stop calling, the doctor is coming soon, you will be fine in a while!"

Wukong was woken up by the little dog's scream. He shook his head and slowly opened his eyes. He saw himself lying on the bed with several thick quilts covered with his body. Wukong's father and mother stood anxiously by the bed. Seeing Wukong wake up, his mother Wang leaned down and gently stroked Wukong's forehead with her hands and said:

"Kong'er, you're awake, you've scared Wei's mother."

Wukong called out to his mother and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

The little dog said first, "Master Wukong, I came to the door to call you early this morning. I shouted for a long time without any echoes. I rushed to open the door and saw that you were curled up on the bed, your clothes were soaked, your forehead was covered with sweat, and your quilt was placed on the chair, like "

The little dog said this and paused. Wukong asked, "What does it look like?"

The little dog said hesitantly: "It's like Mr. Wukong, you wet the bed and wet the quilt." After that, the little dog lowered his head and took two steps back with his timid body.

The two maids on the side lowered their heads and smiled secretly.

When Wukong heard the little dog say this, he felt ashamed and said anxiously: "Little dog, you are talking nonsense, why did I wet the bed? Actually, my quilt was quilt last night."

As soon as he said this, Wukong swallowed it again. He wanted to explain that Hua Yin poured the wet quilt on him with water, but then he thought, "These are not something that can be known to parents. If they know, they will definitely scold me for letting Hua Yin go."

Seeing that Wukong swallowed half a sentence, the little dog deliberately asked: "Master Wukong, what is it actually?"

Goku came to his senses, "Oh, I actually poured water on it."

The little dog opened his mouth and exclaimed, "What? You splashed the wet yourself? No, Mr. Wukong!"

After hearing this, Wukong's mother sighed and said, "Oh, it seems that Wukong is being burned. The little dog is about to go out and see if Doctor Liu is here."

The little dog ran out of the house.

Wukong's father, monkey climbed up the tree and walked to the bed, asked with concern: "Son, how do you feel now?"

Wukong moved and said, "I felt confused and my whole body was sore. It seemed that I had fallen into an ice cellar, and my spine was getting cold."

At this time, the little dog ran into the house and said, "Master, Madam, Doctor Liu has arrived."

Wukong's father, monkey climbing a tree, and his mother, Wang, turned around and looked out the door. Seeing Doctor Liu taking steps, his beard pouted into the house, calling out Master Monkey.

"I heard that the noble man is in a bad condition, so I rushed over. It's a pity that he is old and his legs are not flexible. I'm late. Please forgive me, Master Monkey!"

The monkey climbed up the tree and replied with a smile: "Doctor Liu is polite. I am very grateful that you can go to the house to see a child at your age. How can I forgive me?" After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Come on, show me the seat for Doctor Liu."

The maid on the side responded and brought a chair to Dr. Liu.

Doctor Liu bowed and said, "Master Monkey, don't be busy sitting, I'll check the noble master's condition first." As he said that, he moved to Wukong's bed.

Wukong closed his eyes and lay there, pretending to be asleep.

Doctor Liu wiped Wukong's forehead with his hand, then touched Wukong's right hand pulse, stood up for a while, retreated to the chair beside him and sat down and said:

"Master Monkey, the noble man is not seriously ill, but occasionally there is a little cold, which may be caused by the cold wind. I will prescribe a few medicines and boil them and take them after I take them."

As he said that, he got up and walked to the table, dipped his pen in ink, and prescribed a few Chinese medicine on the paper, handed the list to the monkey and climbed the tree and said:

"Master Monkey, please find someone to go to the clinic to get medicine according to the list. I will keep the young master from drinking it."
Chapter completed!