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Chapter 16 Chapter 16

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"Damn, where is this?" Sun Wukong asked. Just now, he was about to attack the fake Wukong with all his strength, but unexpectedly, one of his heads came out of the wind and snow, and everything in front of him changed completely. Where is the Heavenly Palace, where are the gods, where are the fairies in purple clothes?What about fake Wukong? In front of you, there is a beautiful mountain. Qianfeng opens the halberd, and Wanren opens the screen.The sun reflects the hazy light and locks the emerald green lightly, and the dark color is cold and green when the rain gathers.Withered vines entangle old trees, the ancient crossing is a secluded journey.Rare flowers and auspicious grasses, tall bamboos and pine trees.Xiuzhu Qiaosong, evergreen for thousands of years to bully the blessed land; rare flowers and auspicious grasses, never thank Sai Pengying for four seasons.The sound of the birds is near, and the sound of the source is clear.There are many valleys surrounded by orchids, and moss grows everywhere on the cliffs.

"Where have you seen this scenery before?" Monkey King thought. The wind blows from the mountains, with a fresh and cool feeling, and sends a faint singing voice: "Watching chess Kelan, cutting wood, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley, selling salaries and wine, laughing wildly from pottery. Cang Jingqiu is high, facing the moon and pillowing pine roots, I wake up to dawn. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and cut off the withered vines with an axe. The harvest is a load, and the Yimi is three liters in the Xingge market. There is no competition, the market price is flat, no cunning, no Honor and disgrace, tranquility prolongs life. Wherever we meet, there is either immortality or Taoism, sit quietly and talk about Huangting."

But Sun Wukong felt that the wind was blowing from his body, blowing away the suffocation of years of hard work, just now he wanted to fight to the death with others, but now thinking about it, he forgot why. "Monkey King, who is Monkey King, who is Monkey King, it doesn't matter, I'm just me." When he looked at the green hill, he seemed to be the little monkey jumping in the mountains again. Feeling excited, he ran wildly, roaring in his mouth, and ran towards the mountain dancing with his hands and feet.But he also forgot the golden cudgel in the ground. He was wandering in the mountains and forests, but the singer never saw him. His singing voice lingered in the green forest, echoing between every leaf, as if it was sung by the mountain.The grass gave off a moist and fresh scent, Sun Wukong found this smell very friendly, as if it reminded him of something, but the feeling was like this breath, you feel it exists, but it is not anywhere.

Sun Wukong was walking in the forest, with soft fallen leaves and vines under his feet. After thinking for a while, he threw off his boots and stepped on the wet ground with bare feet. Those little grasses were scratching the soles of his feet lightly. A smile appeared on Sun Wukong's face, he suddenly turned somersaults, touched the ground with his hands, felt the temperature of the soil, the delicate grass was like the soft hair of a monkey. Monkey King was a muscle again. This time he threw himself on his back to the ground, but the earth supported him so carefully. The ground of Tianting is full of cold and hard bricks, while the road to Xitian is full of mud.

Why is he always in those places. Sun Wukong was lying on the ground, and the breath of green grass rushed straight into his seven orifices.He started to feel itchy all over his body. He rushed away, tore off the clothes on his body, and jumped up from the forest naked. Until he was tired and lay on the ground, feeling that his body was melting into the grass. "Why am I doing this?" he said to himself. "Because you are a monkey!" Suddenly a pair of big eyes stretched out from the top of his head and blinked at him twice. Monkey King jumped upside down and stared at the thing.

The big eyes jumped away in fright, but it was a squirrel. Monkey King touched the golden cudgel on his body, but found that it was gone.I was shocked and couldn't help feeling annoyed. "What are you looking for?" the squirrel asked with blinking eyes. "Go away! I lost something very important." "Your parts are all there? I don't think there's anything missing." The squirrel raised its paw and scratched its head. "What do you know, Old Sun has never been away from it!" "Have you carried it with you all your life?" "...that... I don't remember, maybe."

"what's it for?" "It's useless, it can be used to kill people!" "Do you kill squirrels too?" "If I want to." "Why did you kill me?" "For example, because you talk too much!" "But if you kill me, no one will talk to you, and you will be bored." "Ha! You really think of me. I have been imprisoned in the dark Five Prison Mountain for 500 years. No one came to talk to me. I don't care anymore!" "No one has talked to you for five hundred years! It's too pitiful. If I knew, I would definitely go to accompany you. If... I can live for five hundred years..."

"Stay with me? Ha! Why?" "Why? Do you need a reason to talk to someone?" "Don't you need it?" "do you need?" "I don't need it!" "Hey, I'm just discussing with you. Don't be angry. I'm only one year old. I really want to discuss things with people. There are too many things in this world that we can discuss happily, right?" "Yes, it's you big-headed ghost! I'm actually discussing this kind of problem with a one-year-old squirrel? Let others know that it's ridiculous, but I want to achieve a good result, a monkey that will make the world tremble!"

"Why make the world tremble?" "I like it! Are you in control?" "But I like to jump on the trees and on the ground, and I'm even happier when I look up and see the blue sky, don't you?" "Jump on the tree..." Sun Wukong jumped up to the top of the tree, "Jump on the ground..." He jumped on the ground again, "Then look up at the sky... Why do I always feel like a silly bird!" "Yes, yes, I have a good friend named Sha Niao. He is always cheerful. Originally, he was going to spend the winter in the south this year, but I hoped that he could stay and play with me, so he decided not to go. !"

"He'll freeze to death! Humph." "No, no, I'll give him my hole." "Then you'll freeze to death, it's the same anyway!" "Why? Why do I have to freeze to death? Is it okay if I don't want to die?" "No! If you don't want to die, you can die? Why? Then what have I been doing for so many years!" The squirrel lowered her big eyelids, a little sad, but then she had a bright light in her eyes and said: "I heard that all things have souls, and when they get tired of one kind of life, they die and become another kind of soul." Does it look like that? If that’s the case, I’m going to change..."

"That's not up to you! You might turn into a bird, or you might turn into a stone..." "Maybe I will become the colorful clouds in the sky?" "Maybe you'll become a crock pot!" "Can't I change whatever I want?" "When dreaming." "Someone can!" "Who?" "Subhuti." "Subhuti, it sounds like fruit on a tree." "Hey, he really is sometimes, he could turn into anything and talk to you, or he could be anything." "Is there such a thing? I'd like to see it. If it's a goblin, you can kill it with a stick, and you can add merit points." "Merit? What is it?" "How could you understand that it all depends on this to become a fairy or a Buddha." "I also want to become a fairy and a Buddha. How can I have merit points?" "There's too much of this, there is a share for releasing life, and there is also a share for killing goblins..." "Aren't fairies born?" "... But goblins are not created by gods, they are naturally metabolized." "Then who made God?" "God? Maybe there will be them in the world." "And who made that earth?" "You are so annoying! The world was created by Pangu... Then who made Pangu? Pangu came out of an egg, so who laid that egg?...If you ask me, I will ask who When my old grandson jumped out of the stone, how did I know who the hell put the stone in!" "Then, I don't want to ask whose egg it is. I want to ask, Pangu wasn't created by a god, so he is a goblin? Are all gods made by goblins?" "Ah? This...hahahahaha...why didn't I think of it? God is made by goblins...hahahaha!" The squirrel scratched its head: "Are you laughing at me? Well, although I know that when the squirrel thinks, the monkey laughs, but I still can't help not thinking about it." "Damn, what squirrel monkey, who told you this nonsense?" "Subhuti." "I want to see him more and more, where is he?" "I can't explain it clearly. He said that different people have different paths to see Bodhi." "Go! I guess he has an enemy, he is hiding in Tibet, and his family has dug several tunnels. Then how do you see him?" "Sometimes he will turn into a fruit on a tree and talk to me. Sometimes I want to find him, so I drill down from the tree hole in my house..." "That guy is indeed a rabbit. I guessed it right. Take me there quickly." "But the road I walked may not necessarily be yours?" "Where is there so much nonsense? Quickly lead the way!" "This is it." The squirrel pointed to the dark tree hole. Sun Wukong shook his body, turned into a beam of light, shot straight in, and disappeared into the darkness. The squirrel scratched its head again, "Why did you go in such a hurry?" She went to the hole and shouted: "Remember to come back here and talk to me later, I'll be waiting for you here—!" Once in the cave, Monkey King found himself suddenly disappeared. Yes, he can't feel his body anymore, and he can't use any mana anymore.The darkness has no boundaries, and he himself has no boundaries. His sense of touch has been stretched and stretched endlessly, and all he can touch is nothingness. Suddenly a voice came, like that of the squirrel: "Monkey, you must come back—" "I'm not a monkey, I'm Monkey King!" he shouted, but his voice only echoed in his own thoughts. But the squirrel's voice clearly came from his mind: "Who do you say you are? You are just a monkey." "No, I'm not... I'm..." Who am I, he thought. He has been falling into the depths of the darkness, until the feeling completely disappeared. It’s like a burst of fairy music, or like the dew on the leaves falling on the deep pool in the mountains. The leaves change colors, flying lightly in the air, crossing the boundary between sky and water, turning into a fish, and then turning into a human shape. Her figure was hazy like fog, her long hair fluttered like the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only a leisurely singing voice, praising the vastness of the world.Tens of thousands of harmonious voices faintly came from time and space, which turned into elves' wild laughter. "Heaven has no borders or borders. The heart is a garden and a wilderness. It sings and dances in the blossoming of flowers, but it never stops to take a piece of cloud yarn with you. Dare, would you like to fly across the sky together?" He saw the world in the sand. Haze scattered colors, the sun and the moon shake light.There are thousands of old cypresses, and thousands of knots are repaired.Thousands of old cypress trees are green in the sky with rain; thousands of stalks are repaired, and the color of the valley is gray with smoke.Outside the door, there is a brocade of exotic flowers, and the fragrance of Yao grass by the bridge.The stone cliff is abrupt and mossy, and the overhanging wall is high and green moss grows.From time to time, I heard that the cranes were jittering, and every time I saw the phoenix soaring.When the cranes are chirping, the sound vibrates in the sky and the sky is far away; the phoenix soars up, and the feathers are colorful clouds.The black ape and the white deer can be seen at will, and the golden lion and jade elephant can be hidden anywhere. "Where is this?" Sun Wukong asked. "Where is this?" Suddenly a voice asked. Sun Wukong turned his head, ah! ... Isn't that the fake Wukong? I saw that he didn't have the golden crown and armor, only a straw woven skirt was tied around his waist, his feet were bare, and the expression on his face changed drastically. The arrogance and stubbornness were gone, but his face was full of childishness. Well, I just bumped into my old grandson's stick, hey, what's the stick?No, without a golden cudgel, how can you beat him? Sun Wukong hurriedly retreated to the side. But he saw that the fake Wukong didn't seem to see Sun Wukong at all, and said to himself: "The woodcutter said it was here, why didn't he see a monastery?" "What are you looking for in the monastery?" A voice from the ground asked. The monkey lowered its head, but saw it was a talking flagon. "I want to worship a teacher, find Patriarch Bodhi." "Bodhi? Patriarch? No, just mention the jug, do you want it?" "What do you want?" "Hahahaha!" The jug laughed loudly and sang a song: "What's the use of heaven and earth? What's the use of Fengyue if you can't eat or drink? You can't eat or drink. What is the use of dust?Among all things, what is the use of change?Taoism is self-contained. What's the use of facing the wall?What's the use of drinking if you don't see Tao Tao?A big bag. The jug sang faster and faster, and the more it sang, the happier it became. It bounced from the ground and turned into a fat bear with a big belly in the air. It patted its stomach and thumped for joy, singing: "What's the use of being born? If you can't laugh, kill me." What's the use, don't reduce your arrogance. For a moment, the heaven and the earth responded to his beating drums, and for a moment, the birds in the sky, the trees and grass on the ground, and even the stones were jumping and jumping in response: "Where did you come from? We are born together in the same world, and we sing together." , travel all over the avenue. Thousands of miles, you can't find it, why don't you meet me and have a smile. Walking in straw shoes and bamboo hats for thousands of years, traveling in the sky for thousands of years, walking on songs, forgetting things and me. Hey! Hey! Hey! Free and easy ..." "I don't care about the gods!" The monkey was overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't help but shouted, dancing and dancing. "Monkey, what did you hear? You're so happy too?" Fat Bear asked with a flash again, turning into a big mouth in the sky. "I don't know what I heard, I only know that I am very happy, and I like it very much." "Hahahaha!" The mouth changed again, but it turned into an old man in yellow with white hair and childlike face. "A lot of people came to see me, they were not scared away, and they were still smiling. You are the only one, so I will take you in!" The monkey was overjoyed, bowed his head and said: "Master, please accept my bow!" "What's your name?" the old man asked. Monkey King hid aside and thought, as long as the guy dared to say that he was Monkey King, he would jump out and strangle him to death. But the monkey said: "I'm sexless. If someone scolds me, I won't be offended; if they hit me, I won't be angry. It's just a gift. I'll be sexless all my life." Bodhi laughed and said: "There are such good monkeys, I'm not talking about this nature, but... What are your parents' surnames?" The monkey said: "I have no parents either. When I was born, there was a sea in front of me and mountains behind me. I was alone, and no one answered my calls. When I entered the mountains, everyone else had parents and brothers. I was alone. From then on, the world It is home, and all spirits are brothers." "Oh?" Bodhi said, "Could it be that you still pop out of a rock?" The monkey raised his eyes and said, "Huh? How do you know?" "Cough! This..." Bodhi secretly rejoiced in his heart, where to find such a natural talent, "I don't know what you want to learn when you come to me?" "I just want to learn the Tao, but I don't know what is the Tao?" "Study Taoism? It doesn't seem to be from the same department, haha, but it's okay, I have some Taoisms and I don't know if you want to learn it or not?" ... Monkey King hid aside and watched, only thinking that he had seen this scene before, but he thought it was impossible. "Hey, you don't learn alchemy and meditation, so if you don't learn this, what do you want to learn?" Bodhi said to the monkey with an angry look. The monkey said: "It seems that you can't teach me what I want to learn." "What? Then tell me, what do you want to learn!" The monkey raised his head and said: "I have a dream. I think that when I fly, I will make way that day. When I enter the sea, the water will be divided into two sides. All the immortals and gods will also call me brothers when they see me. I am carefree and there is nothing in the world. There is no one who can control me, no place I can't reach, nothing I can't do, no..." "Stop!" Bodhi said, "Go, go, but I can't teach you! If I can teach you, I don't need to be a jug here." Bodhi turned around and left, the monkey grabbed him by the corner of his clothes, but Bodhi turned into a mallet and hit the monkey's head three times.The stick gave birth to a pair of wings and flew towards the mountain. The monkey chased after it, but saw the stick fly into a temple with high walls. The gate of the monastery was closed, and the monkey thought, if the master doesn't come out, I won't go.So he knelt outside the door. A few cranes pulled a huge black curtain and flew over, and the night came at once.All the fireflies in Kusama flew up to the sky, changing various constellations in the sky. The monkey knelt there. Sun Wukong on one side was tired of waiting, thinking that this is not a fake Wukong, maybe all the monkeys in the world look alike, so he flew directly into the temple from the other side to find Bodhi. After crossing the wall, he was stunned. On the other side of the wall, there is a vast expanse of white land, nothing at all. Monkey King began to gallop across the land. He ran tens of thousands of miles without seeing anything. "I don't believe there's no edge to this place." Monkey King flipped over, and when he landed again, it was still an empty land. Monkey King was in a hurry, he jumped up and made a dozen somersaults in one breath, this time he should turn over millions of miles. It was still empty. Sun Wukong couldn't help being a little surprised. "Today I have to go down this head!" He went down all the way again and disappeared into the distant horizon.
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