The Monkey King

The dim firelight flickered.

Kneel down and look up quietly with a pure heart.

Subhuti walked step by step from the window to his original position, and the shadow behind him swept across almost half of the Qingxin Hall.

He slowly sat down with his knees propped up, reached out and tapped the chessboard on the side, and sighed softly: "The three realms are just like a chessboard. The difference is that it is not as simple as black and white."

Qingxin looked at Subhuti with confusion.

After stroking his long beard, Subhuti gently fiddled with the pieces on the chessboard and said: "In the three realms, not only great powers, but also humans, demons, beasts, and all other things can be chess players. All living beings are there. Evolution under the rules of heaven, either multiplying or fighting, one is declining, the other is growing, competing for beauty, and disturbing each other. Every chess player has his own desires, his own past, his own troubles, his own Standing, one's own suffering... Chasing what one wants in this world, maybe fame, maybe profit, or just simple Tao. Any living being is independent and not affiliated with others."

After a pause, Subhuti stretched out his hand to make a cup of tea for Qingxin himself, and said with a leisurely smile: "Tongtian is irritable; Yuanshi is more cautious than aggressive; Zhen Yuanzi is too ambitious; Laojun is gentle. As a teacher, he is too indifferent." In fact, the so-called great power is just one of thousands of chess players. The Three Realms have evolved to this day. The reason why a few old guys like Wei Shi who have been handed down from ancient times still look so special is because We have lived longer, are used to seeing the changes in the world, and have just a little more experience than ordinary creatures."

Qingxin still looked at Subhuti quietly. Not a word.

"Despite the many years of extra life, the so-called great power is not worth mentioning." Pushing the teacup in front of Qingxin, Subhuti crossed his hands with the whisk in front of him, turned his face and looked at the bamboo curtain shaking slightly. shadow. He sighed softly: "Actually, I have always believed that this is right. The Three Realms must develop in this direction. Right and wrong should be decided on this chessboard."

Slowly closing his eyes, Subhuti said slowly: "But one day, Laojun suddenly achieved the way of heaven. He cultivated Wuwei. This time... Hey, the three realms are still the same three realms, but there is only one chess player left. Then That’s Laojun. He alone has the final say on right and wrong. No one can escape his eyes when doing anything. With such a judge, what’s the point of right and wrong?”

"Because of this, Taoists gradually broke away from the secular world and concentrated on practice. Finally, a Buddhist sect came out, but it was also a secluded teaching. The Buddha directly cultivated the way of heaven and selflessness... Gradually, the three realms seemed to have entered a dead end. It has become a pool of stagnant water. It is difficult for everything to move forward even half a step."

Qingxin lowered her head slightly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Opening his eyes, Subhuti said softly: "It lasted thousands of years. The strong are strong and the weak are weak. Heaven suppressed the monsters and blood flowed into rivers, but mortals still fell into the sea of ​​misery. The ascetics only knew how to pursue immortality, but they forgot their original purpose." Tao'. Life and death, life and death, life and death, in the end. Even gods are just living in another kind of pain. There is no distinction between right and wrong, good and evil. Every inch of the land in the three realms is stained with blood, but This blood is not shed for change, but only for maintenance. To maintain this... Saha world that is actually not satisfactory, and the peace of the prosperous age that can be shattered at a touch. Living, in the end, is just for living."

At this point, Subhuti suddenly laughed and said: "You have already seen the memories of the previous two lives. What do you think about Wukong, what about Tianpeng, what about Yang Chan, what about Wind Chime, and what about Que'er? ?”

Qingxin listened blankly and said nothing.

Subhuti stroked his long beard and said, "They are just a corner of this world. All their efforts are to cover up their own pain. But even if their pain is covered up, what about the pain of others?"

"Is it wrong for the Jade Emperor to maintain the balance of the three realms? Is it wrong for Buddha to pursue the supreme doctrine? Is it wrong for heavenly generals to follow laws? Even the evil dragon who betrayed his own people in order to survive is, in the final analysis, just to survive in this troubled world. Is it wrong to seek a place among them?"

Qing Xin listened blankly.

"No one is at fault." Subhuti slowly shook his head and said, "In the final analysis, it is not them who are wrong, or even anyone in this world who is wrong, but the entire world itself. As long as this world cannot move forward, , then all the pain of the past will inevitably happen again and again, just in different people."

"Back then, I chose to live in seclusion. Firstly, I didn't want to look at it anymore, and secondly, I couldn't do anything about it." Looking up, Subhuti sighed softly: "Until one day, a dog came to my door three hundred years earlier and came to worship me. The monkey reminds me that there are cracks in the unbreakable way of heaven. Then a young man comes to me and tells me that if the suffering of all living beings is the fault of the entire world, then he is willing to undergo ten reincarnations. Even if I have a narrow escape, I still have to save the three realms."

At this point, Subhuti stopped and looked at Qingxin quietly.

Qingxin raised her head slightly and looked at her master.

"If you were a teacher, what would you do? Give it a try and open up a new situation even if the Three Realms experience a catastrophe. Or should you continue to close your eyes and ears and seek the truth alone?"

"So, Master... chose to give it a try?"

Subhuti nodded slightly.

"But...but..." Qingxin stood up and said at a loss: "Master, you pushed everyone onto the gambling table, and nine senior brothers died as a result, as well as senior brothers Feng Ling and Wukong. You said you wanted to The common people, but the common people in the Three Realms, suffered heavy casualties in that catastrophe! This..."

"That catastrophe completely freed the Three Realms from Lao Jun's control." Subhuti lowered his head and sipped tea, and said: "Only in this way can the golden cicada's path to universal salvation be realized. This is the so-called destruction, and then Stand. Everyone will pay a price for this, but everyone will also usher in new hope. Only in this way can the world continue to move forward when it has stopped. Blood will not be shed in vain. .”

Subhuti's tone was calm. But with unparalleled determination that cannot be argued with.

Qingxin was completely stunned.

After a while, she laughed slowly.

"Master, is this price worth it?"

"Isn't it worth it?"

"Is it really worth it?"

The two looked at each other.

Qingxin stared at his master blankly.

this moment. There was an indescribable feeling in her heart, a kind of sadness. Not only from the pure heart, but also from the wind chimes.

This righteousness cannot be argued with by a pure heart. But is the relationship between master and disciple really so vulnerable in the face of this great righteousness?

But isn't this a fact that you already knew clearly when you obtained that memory? Now it's just coming from his master's mouth.

The candle flickered slightly.

"You have said so much to your disciple, master. What do you want your disciple to do?"

"Master, I want to fulfill your long-cherished wish."

"Which long-cherished wish?"

"Just... let you and Wukong. Lovers finally get married."

"Master, are you sure this is Qingxin's long-cherished wish?"

"Isn't it?"

"No!" Qingxin replied resolutely: "That may be Queer's wish and Fengchime's wish, but it is definitely not Qingxin's wish. Besides, it has no value of existence."

"Why?"

Taking a deep breath, Qingxin said slowly: "Quier and Fengling have already lost their souls. Everything in the past is over, so. Qingxin asks the master not to mention it again. What Qingxin thinks about now is just how to deal with the past. Make closure."

Subhuti looked at Qingxin for a while and then sighed softly: "Master, I understand."

After a moment of silence, Subhuti continued: "What if, in these three realms, you are needed to fulfill your long-cherished wish?"

…

In the courtyard, Yuxuan sat quietly on a stone chair.

The dim candlelight shone from the window behind her, illuminating the grass and trees in the courtyard.

Chenxiang was wandering around. Yuxuan was nominally looking after Chenxiang for Qingxin, but her thoughts were entirely focused on the Qingxin Hall behind her.

She couldn't hear what was being said in the palace. But she could sense it was an important thing.

When she came back this time, her master uncle vaguely made her feel that some indescribable changes had taken place, and Subhuti was obviously a little different as well.

Since Xianyue Sanxing Cave moved to a new location, Subhuti is like a stone statue. It is always a question of whether others come to see him or not. I have never heard of anyone that my master wants to see.

"What could it be?"

Yuxuan really can't figure it out.

In the distance, Chenxiang, who had been wandering alone for a long time, walked towards her and asked softly: "Sister, can you do magic?"

"Yes." Yuxuan nodded casually.

"Then, can you help me turn into a ladder?"

"ladder?"

Chenxiang pointed to the big tree nearby and said, "I want to go up to the tree and have a look."

Hearing this, Yu Xuan immediately rolled her eyes at Chen Xiang, pulled him to her side, and said coldly: "Just stay here."

"oh."

Chenxiang had no choice but to shrink her head and stand aside obediently.

Time passed by like this bit by bit.

Not long after, Yuxuan saw Qingxin walking out of Qianxin Hall from a distance.

Before Yuxuan could say anything, Chenxiang had already rushed over with the skirt of her Taoist robe, threw herself into Qingxin's arms, and then looked back at Yuxuan cautiously.

Yuxuan slowly walked to Qingxin, bowed and said, "Uncle."

Qingxin nodded silently, lowered her head and touched Chenxiang's head, and said, "Let's go back."

After that, he took Agarwood and walked back.

Yuxuan quickly followed.

"What did uncle and master say?"

"It's nothing, just a little trivial matter."

"Trivial matters? Do I need to come to you in the middle of the night for trivial matters?"

Qingxin didn't answer.

Behind him, in the Qianzhen Hall, Subhuti opened a corner of the bamboo curtain and watched from a distance. (To be continued ~^~)

PS: I only have so much today, I still owe the rest. I wrote it several times, and a lot of my brain cells have died, so in the end I had to choose to leave it blank... Both have been ordered to 2931~