The Legend Of WuKong: [42.]

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[42.]

Once in the cave, Sun Wukong found that he suddenly disappeared.

Yes, he can't feel his body anymore, and he can't use any magic power anymore. The darkness has no boundaries, and he himself has no boundaries. His sense of touch keeps stretching, boundless, and all he can touch is nothingness.

Suddenly a voice came, like that of the squirrel: "Monkey, you must come back——"

"I am not a monkey, I am the Monkey King, the Monkey King!" He shouted, but his voice only echoed in his own thoughts.

And the squirrel's voice came clearly from his mind: "Monkey, who do you think you are?"

"I am..."

He kept falling deeper into the darkness until his feeling completely disappeared.

Like a burst of tinkling fairy music, or like dew on leaves falling into a deep pool in the mountains. The leaves change colors, fly lightly in the air, cross the boundary between sky and water, turn into a fish, and then turn into a fish. He emerged from the human form, his figure was hazy like mist, and his long hair was floating like the wind. He disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a long song, chanting about the vastness of the world. Thousands of harmonies faintly came from the void, and turned into the wild laughter of elves.

No boundaries, no borders, it’s me;

The garden is also a wilderness, it is me.

Time disappears in the blooming of flowers;

Singing and dancing, but never stop.

He saw the world in that small square inch.

But see:

The haze scatters colors, and the sun and moon shine. Thousands of old cypress trees, thousands of knots are repaired. Thousands of old cypresses are green in the sky with the rain; thousands of bamboos are being repaired, and the color of the valley is green with smoke. There are exotic flowers and brocades outside the door, and the fragrance of Yao grass beside the bridge. The stone cliffs are abrupt and green with moss, and the overhanging walls are high and green moss grows. Every now and then I hear the chirping of the cranes, and every time I see the phoenix flying. When the crane chirps, the sound trembles far into the sky; when the phoenix soars, its feathers are in five-colored clouds. The black ape and the white deer are hidden, and the golden lion and the jade elephant are hiding in hiding.

"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 did not have the golden crown and golden armor. He only wore a straw skirt tied in front of his waist. He was barefoot and the expression on his face changed greatly. The arrogance and fierceness were gone, but his face was full of childishness. .

Okay, I bumped into my old Sun Bang. Hey, where is the stick? Damn it, how can I defeat him without a golden cudgel?

Sun Wukong hurriedly hid aside.

But the fake Wukong seemed to have not seen Sun Wukong at all, and said to himself: "The firewood collector said it was here, why don't you see a temple?"

"Why are you looking for a temple?" said a voice from the ground.

When the monkey lowered his head, he saw a talking wine pot.

"I want to become a disciple and look for Patriarch Bodhi."

"Bodhi? Patriarch? No, just a wine pot. Do you want it?"

"What do you need me for?"

"Hahahaha!" The wine pot laughed and sang a song:

What is the use of heaven and earth? What's the use of wind and moon if you can't sit on the quilt? Can't eat or drink.

What is the use of fiber 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 point of drinking without seeing the eloquence? A big bag.

The wine pot sang faster and faster, and the more happily it sang, the happier it became. It bounced up from the ground and turned into a fat bear with a big belly in the air. It slapped its belly to make music and sang:

What's the use of giving birth to me? Can't laugh. What's the use of destroying me? No less arrogant.

For a moment, the heaven and earth responded to his beating and drumming, and for a while, the birds in the sky, the trees and grass on the ground, and even the stones were jumping in response:

Where does it come from? We were born together in the world, we sang together happily and traveled along the great road. Thousands of miles away, you can't find her, why don't you meet me and smile. Walking in mango shoes and bamboo hats for thousands of years, traveling across the sky for eternity once, walking while singing, forgetting both things and myself. Hi! Hi! Hi! Feel free and carefree...

"I have nothing to do with the gods!" The monkey also danced and shouted.

"Monkey, what did you hear? Are you so happy?" The fat bear flashed again and turned into a big mouth in the sky, asking.

“I don’t know what I heard, I just know that I am very happy and like it very much.”

"Hahahaha!" The mouth changed again, but turned into an old man in yellow clothes with white hair and a childlike face. "There are many people who come to me. If you are the only one who is not scared away and can still smile, I will accept you!"

The monkey was overjoyed, bowed his head and said: "Master, please accept my worship!"

"What's your name?" the old man asked.

Sun Wukong hid aside and thought, if that guy dares to say that he is Sun Wukong, he will jump out and strangle him to death.

The monkey said: "I have no sex. If someone scolds me, I won't be angry. If someone hits me, I won't be angry either. I just want to apologize. I will have no **** in my life."

Bodhi smiled 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. When I was born, there was a sea in front of me and mountains behind me. I was alone and no one answered my call. When I entered the mountains, everyone else had parents and brothers, and I was alone. , From now on, heaven and earth are home, and all things are brothers."

"Oh?" Bodhi said, "Could it be that you still jumped out of a rock?"

The monkey raised his eyes and said: "Huh? How did you know?"

"Ahem! This..." Bodhi was secretly happy in his heart. Where can he find such innate qualifications? "I wonder what you want to learn from me?"

“I just want to learn Tao, but I don’t know what Tao is?”

"Study Taoism? It seems they are not from the same department, haha, but it doesn't matter. I have some Taoism and I wonder if you can learn it?"

……

Sun Wukong hid aside and watched, thinking that he had never seen this scene before, but he knew it was impossible.

"Hey, you don't learn to meditate or recite sutras or recite Buddha's name. What do you want to learn?" Bodhi said to the monkey with an angry expression.

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 up, the day will also clear the way; when I enter the sea, the water will also divide into two sides; the immortals and gods will also call me brother when they see me; I will be carefree. There is nothing in the world that can restrain me, there is no one who can control me, there is no place that I cannot reach, there is nothing that I cannot do, there is nothing..."

"Stop it!" Bodhi said, "Go quickly, walk quickly, but I can't teach you! If I can teach you, you don't have to play with yourself by turning into a wine pot."

Bodhi turned around and left. The monkey grabbed him by the corner of his clothes, but Bodhi suddenly turned into a mallet and hit the monkey's head three times. The stick sprouted a pair of wings and flew towards the mountain. The monkey chased after it, only to see the stick fly into a high-walled temple.

The temple door 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 up a huge piece of black curtain and flew over, and night came in no time. All the fireflies in the grass flew into the sky, changing various constellations in the sky.

The monkey is kneeling there.

Sun Wukong on one side was tired of waiting, thinking that this was not a fake Wukong, maybe all the monkeys in the world looked similar, so he flew directly into the temple from the other side to find Bodhi.

After crossing the wall, he was stunned.

On this side of the wall is a vast white land with nothing.

Sun Wukong began to run across the land. He ran tens of thousands of miles in one breath and saw nothing.

"I don't believe this land has no edges."

Sun Wukong somersaulted up, and when he landed on the ground, it was still an empty ground.

Sun Wukong was so anxious that he jumped up and did a dozen somersaults in one breath. This time he should have turned millions of miles.

It's still empty.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"I have to come to this point today!"

He went all the way down again and disappeared into the distant horizon.

The monkey has been kneeling at the gate of the temple for six days

.

A leaf fell from the tree and fell on his head. He couldn't move.

A ladybug came clucking to his side, looked up at him, and crawled away again.

"I have traveled tens of thousands of miles and gone through a lot of hardships, and I will never stop at the door."

But I heard someone sigh: "The door? When the heart has not yet arrived, even if you arrive in front of the door, you will not be able to knock on that door even if you walk tens of thousands of miles."

The monkey turned his head: "Who are you?"

At this moment, I saw a man in white walking from the other side of the mountain. He was walking on the road, as light as his feet without mud. When he came behind the monkey, he was a young man, smiling, and the wind blew the corners of his clothes. , he stood there, as quiet as one with heaven and earth.

"Where did you come from just now? How could I hear you talking next to me?" asked the monkey.

"I haven't arrived yet, so I just need to convey my thoughts."

"Oh." said the monkey.

"Oh! Don't tell me you understand!" the man in white said with a grimace.

"Although I don't know what you are talking about, I guess you mean that you want to talk to others. You don't need people to be around, just tell their feelings directly with your heart."

The man in white smiled in surprise: "Monkey, was this taught to you by others?"

"No, I've tried it before."

"Cough...cough, what? Have you tried it?"

"When I was in Huaguo Mountain, because I was born from a stone and had no father or mother, others bullied me, so I often talked alone in the cave late at night, but no one could hear me."

"Oh, that man has a good ear."

"No, he said he heard it with his heart."

"Who is he?"

"He is an old tree."

"Do trees also have hearts?"

"He originally had no heart, but then a squirrel was born in him. He gave her body to live in, and she became his heart and helped him think."

"Oh?" The man in white smiled happily, "It's interesting, tell me more about it."

"The story of Huaguo Mountain can't be told in seven days and seven nights. Let's write a book another day. Strange, what am I talking about?"

"Let's finish writing the monkey's story first."

"What?"

"Ah? Haha, I'm not talking to you." The man in white looked up at the stars, "You know? The world we live in is now being watched by them. Sometimes they will use us to say what they want to say If you know this, you can use the soul they created for you to talk to them. Everything in this world can be changed at will. If you want not to be changed, you must first know what you are. ."

"What are you talking about that has changed and stayed the same?"

"Oh, do you know what Om Mani Padme Hum is?"

"What Om Mani Padme Hum?"

"Om mani padme hum is...seventy-two changes!"

The man in white sings:

The Buddha is the heart. The heart is the Buddha. The heart and the Buddha always want things. If you know that there is nothing and no mind, you are the true Dharmakaya Buddha. Dharmakaya Buddha has no appearance, but a round light encompassing all things. The body without body is the real body, and the phase without form is reality. It is neither color, nor emptiness, nor emptiness. It does not come, go, or return. No difference, no similarity, no presence or absence, hard to give up, hard to take, hard to hear and look forward to. The spiritual light inside and outside is the same everywhere, and the Buddha's kingdom is in the same sand.

A grain of sand contains a thousand worlds, and one body and mind are all the same. Reincarnation for eternity lasts forever. It is ever-changing and never leaves the sect, and those who know it must know the art of no-mind, which is Om Mani Padme Hum.

Hua la la la... it suddenly started raining.

The man in white turned around, and the water drops that had been scattered all over the sky gathered in one direction with his figure, turning into a silver thread that rotated around his body, and finally formed one after another in his palm. Raise a vertical silver pillar.

The rain stopped instantly, and the stars were dancing and lingering again.

On the earth, countless green grass suddenly grew, and thousands of flowers bloomed.

The man in white smiled at the monkey: "Do you know now what it means to be ever-changing without departing from one's origin?"

"I want to learn this change!" the monkey shouted.

The man in white smiled and said, "Why don't you let the one inside know how to teach you?"

"I made him angry. He hid in the door and refused to see me. Before entering, he knocked on my head three times."

"This dead Bodhi likes to play with these things and brings bad luck to future generations. If he doesn't come out, what are you doing here?"

"I have been kneeling here for seven days, but he refused to come out to see me."

"Hahaha, because he is waiting for it to snow... Are you asking for Tao, are you still waiting for Tao to come see you?"

Sun Wukong fell to the ground, panting.

"... Damn it, Old Sun walked for seven days and tens of thousands of miles, but he didn't see a grain of ashes!"

"You are taking the wrong path, and it will be in vain to exhaust yourself." Suddenly a voice answered.

"Ha! Finally something that makes a sound! Where are you?"

"There is no place here, where can I be?"

"Stop playing this trick with me! If you don't come out, believe it or not, I will destroy your temple!"

"Ha! I don't have a temple, so I'm afraid you'll attack me! Sun Wukong, I heard that there's nothing in the world that you can't defeat?"

"Yes!" Sun Wukong straightened his back, but thought of the fake Wukong in his heart, "How do you know my name?"

"Hahaha...who gave you your name?"

"...This...my old grandson will have this name all his life!"

"Then where were you born?"

"...Where did I come from?" Sun Wukong thought, "Where did I come from? Where did I come from?"

For a moment, he felt like his heart was collapsing, and countless memories and thoughts were falling straight into the bottomless abyss, just like the feeling when he fell into the squirrel's tree hole.

"Ah! I don't know, I don't know, I don't know!" He covered his head and shouted, "Headache, it hurts!"

"Oh, the tight curse. Guanyin, you are so cruel..." the voice murmured, and suddenly became louder, "Sun Wukong, you have to remember what you said to me back then! You said..."

"I want there to be nothing in the world that I can't defeat!" That was Sun Wukong's voice.

Bodhi was overjoyed and manifested himself: "Are you awake? Are you awake?"

But Sun Wukong was still struggling on the ground, and the voice came from behind Bodhi.

Bodhi turned his head and saw the monkey, barefoot, surrounded by grass leaves, with a childish face.

At that moment, the crystal light in Bodhi's eyes flashed, and he had mixed feelings, and many emotions came up at the same time.

But it was only for a moment, and then he became cold again: "How did you get in?"

The monkey said: "I kicked the door open and came in."

There was a hint of surprise in Bodhi's eyes, "Isn't that right? History is not like this." He thought.

"How could you have the guts to kick in the door? Could someone teach you?"

"Yeah? How do you know?"

"Hahahaha!" someone laughed, "This monkey really can't lie. Subhuti, are you okay?"

When Subhuti saw it, he shouted: "Golden cicada?"

The man in white smiled and said: "Subhuti, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, but you still like to put on pretense and make fun of others!"

"I have never played tricks on him. I really don't dare to teach him!" Bodhi approached Jin Chanzi and said, "Can you still not see what he will do in the future?"

Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "You thought you expected it, but in fact it has changed. If you know how all things work, you will know that the future can never be calculated."

Bodhi smiled and said: "Senior brother, you are so disrespectful every time. I am also a patriarch-level figure after all. You poke me like this in front of a monkey."

"Hahahaha!" Jin Chanzi laughed, "If I care about your face, I am definitely not Jin Chan; if you really have face, you are not Subhuti."

The two laughed knowingly, and the two monkeys stood there, looking at each other, confused.

"If you haven't been practicing hard in Lingshan, why would you have time to come here?" Bo

Ask a question.

"Yes, my juniors and sisters are practicing hard in meditation, preparing for the fourth gathering at Lingshan, and will memorize and revise the Tripitaka. But I feel that it is better to walk around the mountains and rivers in the world, soaked in dust, and dyed with vitality. So I sneaked out."

After saying that, Jin Chanzi took out something from his arms: "I picked this up on the road, and I don't know who dropped it. It smashed the flowers and plants!"

Sun Wukong took a look, wasn’t that his golden hoop?

He reached out and grabbed it, but couldn't take it away.

Jin Chanzi gently held one end of the golden cudgel with one hand and said with a smile: "Do you want it? If you want it, just say it. If you don't say it..."

Bodhi hurriedly said: "Brother, please stop!"

Jin Chanzi laughed loudly: "I have been facing the wall in Lingshan and thinking hard all the time. I haven't said a word to anyone for thousands of years. Now I always want to talk more." He turned to the monkey in the grass skirt and said, "Isn't that right? Yours?"

You can't give it to him. Sun Wukong was secretly anxious.

The monkey curled his lips and said: "This thing is inedible, what do I want with it?"

Sun Wukong fell to the ground.

Jin Chanzi said: "Okay! I just like the monkey like you. How about we be friends and play together when we have time?"

The monkey rolled his eyes and said to Jin Chanzi: "Can you do somersaults?"

Jin Chanzi was stunned: "Ah, that's not possible."

Bodhi said: "Haha, I know how to do it. My somersaults go very far."

The monkey said: "I still want you to be my master!"

Bodhi said: "Master can't do it. I can teach you the seventy-two transformations, but you are not allowed to call me master, lest I would be sad to hear it."

Jin Chanzi said: "It's easy for him to push you away if you cause trouble!"

"Golden Chanzi!" Bodhi shouted.

The monkey looked at them and smiled: "Okay, I will make you two friends!"

Sun Wukong was left alone, and he suddenly felt a sour feeling, and he didn't know why.

"It's a pity that I can't stay here for long." Jin Chanzi said, "The Dharma Conference is about to be held, and I have to rush back to Lingshan. Subhuti, are you still not going back?"

Subhuti smiled slightly: "You also know why. I would rather be here, singing in front of the mountains and fields, talking to the flowers and squirrels, and thinking about the truth of life and death. But I have forgotten this Buddhist scriptures. Go If I can’t speak out, I’m afraid Master will be angry again.”

Jin Chanzi said sternly: "People only seek liberation for themselves, but they cannot achieve the right result. Along the way, I saw that all sentient beings are ignorant in their hearts, and they can't leave behind love, hate, and obsession. This leads to suffering and happiness. , but it is always a word of desire. My Buddha advises people to purify their minds and forget their desires. Life can be born from the void, and I also teach them to go to the void. This is just teaching them to go where they came from. The common people in the world are like fallen leaves falling to the earth. Life is endless, why does it need guidance? Maybe there are other true meanings. I thought of many things, but Master’s teachings could not solve the doubts in my heart. When I returned to Lingshan this time, I not only chanted sutras, but also asked Master to explain. Solve the confusion in your mind."

"Senior Brother!... You can ask for advice, but you cannot argue with Master."

"If I don't argue, how can I resolve the doubts in my heart?"

"But...Master can't make mistakes. If you can't figure it out, you must be wrong."

"Then it's even more important to ask clearly."

"But..."

"But what?"

"But it's okay that you are wrong..."

Jin Chanzi stared at Subhuti for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "What is Tathagata?"

"It's the truth."

"In the beginning of Hongmeng, there was no surname. To break the stubbornness, I had to be enlightened." Jin Chanzi looked up to the sky and smiled, "I am a Tathagata, so what do I have to fear?"

He waved his hand: "Catch it!" and threw the golden cudgel in his hand towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong jumped up to catch the golden cudgel, but Jin Chanzi asked: "Do you know what it is used for?"

Sun Wukong looks at the golden cudgel.

Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "If someone is confused in the future, use this to wake him up!"

After that, he turned around and left laughing.

The wind is blowing hard. Dust and sand rose up, but not a grain of sand could touch him. His figure walked away all the way, and the wind and clouds in the sky followed him toward the sky.

"Who is this man? What do you call him?" said the monkey wearing a grass skirt, "If I have his style in the future, my life will not be in vain."

"Alas, this is a great man. With the spirit of both of you, he is suitable to be a master and disciple. It's a pity that he is obsessed with the Tao and always says that he has not yet mastered it, so how can he teach others." Bodhi said, "His name , you don’t know, maybe this name will be forgotten soon. If you are destined, you will meet each other one day in the future."

The monkey kept looking at Jin Chanzi's path and nodded.

"By the way," Bodhi said, "Did you ever say you had no name?"

"Yes, I was born from a stone. Please ask Master, oh no, Bodhi to give me a name."

Bodhi let out a long sigh and said every word clearly: "You are like a hozen, so why not just take the surname Sun. Senior brother just recited: 'At the beginning of Hongmeng, there was no surname, and the stubbornness was broken by Wukong', Let’s call you Sun——Wu——Kong.”

"Okay! Okay! I will call you Sun Wukong from now on!"

Over there, Sun Wukong was looking at the golden cudgel, thinking about what Jin Chanzi said to him. When he heard the word "Sun Wukong", his heart suddenly seemed to be cracked, and a bright light shone, like his own. It descended from the sky, and it seemed to come out of one's own heart, shooting him brightly. The body melts into this brightness.

"Hahaha, I have a name, I have a name!" The monkey jumped between heaven and earth ecstatically.

Sun Wukong came to Subhuti and knelt down: "See Master."

Subhuti looked at him and said, "Didn't I tell you not to call me master?"

"It's...Master..." Sun Wukong suddenly cried sadly.

Subhuti couldn't bear it anymore. He knelt down and hugged Sun Wukong: "Have you finally remembered who you are?"

"Master...disciple, it's been so hard without you to guide me all these years..." Sun Wukong suddenly had thousands of thoughts in his mind.

Subhuti stroked his head and said, "I know your ambition and know that I can't point you to the path you want to find, so I won't let you say you are my disciple."

"Master, this tight band is causing me so much pain, please help me."

Bodhi's expression gradually became gloomy.

"I can't do it... This tight band binds people's minds and turns the pain of desire into physical pain. If you reach the state of selflessness like the gods and Buddhas, you will naturally not be bound by the tight band. Bitter."

"What should I do to achieve the state of selflessness?"

"Forget yourself, let go of what you love and what you hate."

Sun Wukong stood up and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly he raised his head and said: "I can forget myself."

Subhuti looked at him with complicated emotions.

"But," Sun Wukong said, "I can't forget the East Sea Water, the Huaguo Mountain, the Xitian Road, and the people on the road."

He suddenly became happy and said to Bodhi: "Master, look, I have so many things to remember. How good." He turned around and said, "Now I want to go back to the heaven and kill the fake Wukong. The curse will be released."

Subhuti shook his head and smiled sadly: "Is this what Guanyin said to you? But can you win? No, you can't win. The outcome has already been arranged. It's better to stay in this happy place. Isn't there something here? Were you as comfortable and happy as Huaguo Mountain back then? Forgot who you are and the road to the West. When you go back, you won’t be able to escape the path designed for you by Tathagata and Guanyin."

"Master, I understand what you mean, but all my life I have to fight! Fight! Win!" Sun Wukong looked at Tianhe, "I will not lose, no matter what kind of game they set - I, the old Sun, will go !"

A ray of light poured into the cold sky.

Subhuti looked up at the light streaking across the galaxy and sighed: "I can't change the beginning, so why not forget the ending?"