The Monkey King

The morning dew slowly rolls and drips on the leaves.

The monsters in the courtyard listened intently, silently.

In the main hall, the monkey stood blankly, staring at Yang Chan, his mind going blank.

"Why did you suddenly..."

"Didn't you say that everything else is allowed? Didn't you say that yourself?" Yang Chan looked at the monkey in confusion and said, "Isn't this request also allowed?"

After standing blankly for a long time, the monkey frowned and said, "I...can we not...at this time...because of this kind of problem..."

"Do you think this is an irrelevant question?" Yang Chan asked in a daze.

"I know I have to face this problem sooner or later...but...but...I can't tell...why don't you try another one..."

Yang Chan opened her eyes, smiled blankly, and stepped back step by step.

"Can't you explain? I can't explain clearly. Is this the result I have been waiting for for more than a hundred years?"

"I am very grateful for your contribution over the past hundred years, but..."

"Grateful?" Yang Chan covered her lips with the back of her hand, tears streaming down her face.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

The door of the main hall was rushed open.

Yang Chan lowered her head, wrapped her cloak tightly and walked quickly across the courtyard, and walked out of the temple without looking back.

In the dark main hall, the monkey still stood quietly, watching her retreating figure.

Every monster was stunned.

After finally regaining consciousness, several monsters quickly followed the footsteps of the Holy Mother. The remaining few turned back blankly to look at the Monkey King standing in the main hall.

"what should we do?"

With his head lowered all the way, Yang Chan walked quickly onto the suspension bridge.

Several monsters guarding the floating ship panicked when they saw the tearful Virgin.

"Sail the boat." She covered her lips, tears still bursting from the dam.

"Oh...oh, No!"

The horn of homeward sound slowly swayed in the mountains.

The monster who stayed in the courtyard listened to the sound and looked back at the monkey. Finally, everyone hesitantly bowed and exited the temple.

The sails were raised and the aerostat returned.

The monkey still stood blankly in the main hall, looking at the sails that were gradually going away.

The old monk broke free from the rope and ran back in panic. When he saw that the young monks were all safe, the master and the disciples hugged each other and cried.

Looking at the monks huddled together indifferently, the monkey slowly turned his back. Pick up a rosary that fell to the ground. He bowed and sat back on the futon, blinking his eyes in a daze.

…

In the cabin, a group of five big and three thick monsters surrounded a tearful Third Holy Mother who was helpless and could only keep passing handkerchiefs.

"This... the Great Sage has gone too far this time! Even I can't stand it anymore!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Madonna, please stop crying. Hasn't the Great Sage not replied yet?"

"That's right. Maybe the Great Sage is just hesitant. I think the Great Sage is also affectionate and righteous to Our Lady. Otherwise, why don't we all just leave it to Our Lady to take care of it? Are you right?"

"Yes, yes." All the monsters nodded.

Yang Chan still kept her head down and cried, which made the monsters even more panicked.

"Wrinkled skin! Wrinkled skin!" The harpy roared at the top of his lungs.

"Here he is!" A lizard spirit with a wrinkled face like an eighty-year-old man emerged from the pile of monsters.

"Don't you have an eighth wife? We don't understand this kind of thing between men and women. Come and give advice to the Third Holy Mother."

"I... I was kidnapped when I was the king of the mountain. I brought them here when I took refuge."

"The kidnapped one has no idea?"

The lizard demon blinked his eyes and suggested in a low voice: "How about we return to the sea and take the Great Holy Master back for the Third Holy Mother?"

"This is a good idea!" The hawk demon nodded.

"Good mother!" The cow-consuming demon slapped the harpy demon hard on the back of the head and scolded: "Can you beat the Great Sage?"

All the monsters suddenly became a mess.

"Get out of here!" Yang Chan suddenly threw the tear-stained handkerchief on the lizard monster's face, frightening all the monsters into crawling out of the cabin.

Stand at the door. All of them had grimaces and were at a loss as to what to do.

…

The bright sunshine shines slantingly on the mountains.

The monks in the temple were already busy cleaning up the mess left by the monsters.

A little monk who was only seven years old was ordered not to cause trouble. He was stuffed next to the monkey, shaking his head and reading Buddhist scriptures. From time to time, he made a few unclear sounds from his mouth. He guessed that he didn't recognize some words.

Crossing his hands, the monkey leaned slightly towards the young monk, frowning and asked: "Tell me, did I do something wrong?"

"Ah?" The little monk stretched his head and listened blankly.

Looking at the little monk with half-squinted eyes, the monkey whispered: "Tell me, did I really do something wrong?"

The little monk blinked his eyes, scratched his head and thought for a long time, then shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

"It's normal that you don't understand." Monkey bowed and thought blankly, and said softly: "The situation is like this. I owe a lot to a person. I owe her a life. She died for me. I promise. He resurrected her and made her his wife."

"Is she a female monkey?"

"It's a canary."

"Can a monkey still be with a canary?"

The monkey immediately glared at the young monk fiercely.

The little monk quickly shut up, lowered his head, and after a while, he secretly raised his eyes and looked at the monkey cautiously.

Ba sighed, and the monkey continued: "But something went wrong later... This problem is very complicated, and you don't understand it even if you tell me. In short, there are many bad guys who are staring at her and making fuss about her. One of them is a bastard Lamb is the most hateful. Not only does he not want me to resurrect her, he also wants to completely erase her from the world. Do you think I can break my promise just because the price is high?"

The little monk shook his head dullly: "No."

"Well, it seems we have a common language." The monkey nodded, moved the futon towards the little monk, pinched his fingers and continued: "This was originally a very simple matter. Anyway, that bastard and I Lamb is not at odds with each other, so we can just fight to the death. But now the situation has changed a little bit... Hey, even if you tell me, you don't understand."

After waving his hand, Monkey wanted to move the futon back.

"You should tell me. What does it mean to say half of it?" the young monk frowned.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand...a little bit. It's just like the Buddhist scriptures. When did I understand the master's chanting? Anyway, I'll listen to it first. If I understand it, I'll talk about it later."

"Okay! Let's continue talking."

The futon moved a little closer.

The monks who were busy trying to put the temple door back into place outside the house saw the monkey and the young monk leaning together, chatting with gusto, and looking at each other.

…

In the cabin of the aerospace ship, the wind blew through the remaining clouds and whizzed past the open porthole window.

Yang Chan sat quietly, letting the wind blowing from the window blow the tears on her cheeks.

After a long time, she lowered her head, took out the embroidery she carried with her from her sleeve, and reached out to carefully touch the stitches on it.

Still the crooked crow. Still no color.

Several months passed. Because of her busy government affairs, she couldn't spare the time to color it.

She had been embroidering just such a crow for a hundred years, thinking that the day she gave it to him, he would be ecstatic. did not expect……

"A crow...is it really not as good as a canary?" She sighed quietly, with tears in her eyes.

…

The gate of the temple was finally installed, and now it was the turn of the courtyard to be destroyed by monsters.

In the main hall. The confused conversation continued.

"...Well, in short, this is the situation. At first, I just wanted to resurrect her, and then I established Huaguo Mountain. Later, I turned against heaven and became the Monkey King, and went to the underworld to check the book of life and death. The result... ...The book of life and death was actually blank...I suddenly realized that everything I did was in vain, and they had been prepared for it more than a hundred years ago!"

The little monk blinked blankly.

The monkey crossed his hands, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I finally understand, that bastard has been doing the dirty work. Huaguoshan? Monkey King? What does this mean to him? Even if I will So what if the Jiaomu Jiao's army is completely wiped out? As long as that bastard kid nods his head, in a few years there will be an army of millions in heaven. The Jade Emperor is just a puppet on a string."

Taking a deep breath, the monkey said blankly: "Those guys are more cunning than anyone else. They are all old monsters that are tens of thousands of years old and have become spirits. They seem to let go and do nothing. They seem to be free. I do whatever I want, but with one simple move, I can be cornered. They know what I care about, and they know what my weaknesses are... This is basically psychological warfare. These days here, the Buddha has not been cultivated, but I finally figured it out, these old guys..."

Lowering his head, Monkey murmured to himself: "Whatever I care about, they will use it. Everything is their weapon... That bastard also told me that he can accept my marriage to Yang Chan... Hehe , he has long thought that this day would come. Next, will he use Yang Chan to threaten me? Once I..."

After choking for a long time, the monkey frowned and whispered: "That would be tantamount to drawing her further into this whirlpool. Not just her, but also Huaguoshan. Once it comes to a life-or-death situation, God knows these old people This guy will do anything. The more you care, the easier it is to lose. Only in this place where birds don't shit, with a broken Buddhist scripture, will they be able to do nothing to me."

"I have always wanted to escape along the way, but the further I go, the more I get stuck. In the end, I just keep sinking in. Why? Because I care too much, and I don't abandon all illusions and get to the point like they do. We can't go on like this. It's over..." The monkey held his forehead and said: "If this continues, I will definitely go back to the old path. At that time, it will be a result of losing everything and letting mermaids eat. It's not just me, it will also harm me. Everyone around.”

"It looks like I already have everything. But do I really have it? No, in fact, I have nothing. Everything I have is because they nod their heads. As long as one day... one day, they shake their heads, that's it. Take everything away easily. Once I go back to the old road, if I am really crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, then where is Yang Chan? Where is the wind chime? Where are my brothers from Huaguoshan?"

"Actually, I really want to be cut off from everything, except Que'er. I can't let her go no matter what. Because she only has me, she only has me... If I let go..." Swallowed , the monkey whispered: "If I let go, she really will not even have the last glimmer of hope..."

Pursing his lips. He sat with his head down, staring at the empty ground.

A breeze penetrated through the window lattice, slightly trembling the down on the face.

The eye sockets were slightly red.

The little monk blinked his eyes in confusion and looked at him quietly.

…

In the cabin, Yang Chan untied the silk thread that she had embroidered for a hundred years little by little, trying to turn the "crow" into a mandarin duck and what it should be.

But the tears fell drop by drop. Just for a while. Tears and silk threads mingled together, and it turned into an ugly duck.

All the threads were twisted together and could no longer be untied.

She could only stare blankly and shed tears.

Her long hair rippled slightly in the wind.

She said blankly: "Is it really...that nothing can be done to fix it?"

…

"Do you want to marry the sister just now?"

"Ah?" The monkey felt guilty and asked: "You, a monk, would ask such a question?"

The young monk pursed his lips and said, "Do you think I want to be a monk?"

"Don't you want to?"

"I definitely don't want to." The little monk shook his head and said: "I don't know what a woman is, and I don't know what meat tastes like. I haven't entered the mortal world yet. I have to escape from the mortal world... But the master said that I was born with I am a monk because I was sent here as soon as I was born. There are only vegetarian dishes, so naturally I can only eat vegetarian food."

"You're a little kid. If you don't want to be a monk, I'll tell your master. When you get back, I'll take you down the mountain."

The young monk shook his head and said, "But that will definitely make the master sad. The master raised me, how can I make him sad because of my selfish desires? I want to be a good monk. When I grow up, I will take up the mantle of the master."

Suddenly, both of them were silent.

After a long time, the little monk asked in a low voice: "Don't you like that sister?"

The monkey lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but in the end he failed to smile.

He said blankly: "How should I put it...she is really good, so good that I feel like I am not good enough for her."

"She is different from Que'er. Que'er. I can only have a chance of survival by holding on to her. She... can only be happy if I let go."

"She said she had a nightmare, dreaming that I returned to Huaguo Mountain and saw a piece of scorched earth, crying. She dreamed that I was captured by the Jade Emperor and no one came to save me... In fact, I also dreamed about her. I dreamed about her marrying Liu Yanchang, on the day I got married, I was so drunk that I fell unconscious... I dreamed that she was crushed under Mount Hua, and I went to see her every day. I dreamed that her child came to me, and I devoted everything I had to teaching him... You don't Know what that feels like..."

"It feels like someone is stabbing you in the heart with a knife, one after another."

The bright sunshine poured in from the window, illuminating the two people crookedly.

The little monk raised his head and stared at the monkey.

"Everyone in the three realms knows that I act recklessly, and I can slap the Jade Emperor in the face if I want. But I dare not..." He blinked his eyes blankly: "There are some things that she can tell me, but I dare not tell her. …”

"She has already sacrificed so much for me, do I have to sacrifice her happiness?"

"If I could, I really don't want that day to come. But I can't give her happiness, really, I can't. If you follow me, she will only sink deeper and deeper into this vortex. One day, she will be used by those old guys to deal with me. chips."

"Actually, I understand. I just thought, wait a little longer, until Liu Yanchang appears, maybe... maybe then, she will no longer look down on me as a monkey. Although that will be bumpy, at least, she will finally It’s happiness.”

"So many old guys stare at Que'er... I don't want her to do the same one day. I've already harmed one, and I can't harm the second one..."

The monkey was feeling sad, but the little monk suddenly interrupted: "Then you like her?"

"How do you, a little monk, talk?"

The monkey was furious, but the little monk was not afraid of him at all. He clasped his hands and imitated his master and said, "Amitabha, that is so good. The donor, you like it but you still make her sad. What's the point?"

With one sentence, the monkey was immediately choked up and speechless.

After a while, he raised his hand and hit the young monk hard on the head.

"What are you doing?"

"I hit you, what happened?"

"Why did you hit me?" the little monk said angrily, covering his head.

"If you don't recite the Buddha's name well at a young age, and if you interfere with these things, you will definitely not be able to become a Buddha in the future."

With that said, the monkey patted his thigh and slowly stood up and walked out.

"where you go?"

Stopping, the monkey plucked his ears, turned back lazily and said: "Go back to Huaguo Mountain to collect the horned wood dragons, so that she will not continue to be sad." (To be continued ~^~)

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