The Legend Of WuKong: [09.]

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[09.]

Is five hundred years a long time?

It was just a moment.

Close your eyes, don’t listen, don’t see, don’t think,

Everything is gone.

Antecedents

The clouds and mist in the sky are white, filling the whole world, but they are not anywhere. Like the sunshine, all the light and color in the world come from it, but it is white.

She still likes the moment when the sun rises and sets. The four fire dragons sing songs, echoing the long and slow horns blowing on the bell and drum towers, pulling the golden chariot and drawing a wonderful arc in the sky. .

Fairy Zixia always quietly raises her gauze sleeves at this time, covering the golden crown of Maori Xingjun with purple gauze to block the wind and dust, but where does the wind and sand come from in the heaven. Of course Xingjun knew her evil idea. In this way, the clouds and mist were reflected in purple. So he always accepted it cheerfully.

This secret spread, so later on, Maori Xingjun's car was always filled with colorful gauze scarves, even on Shenlong's neck, and the sunset became ever-changing. Mr. Maori Xingjun receives many gauze scarves every day, and he ties them all on the tree where he lives. If you look east, you can see a huge tree above the clouds and mist reaching to the sky, with colorful leaves. Dancing in the wind.

The golden crown of Maori Xingjun disappeared, the bell of the Bell and Drum Tower rang three more times, and then the canopy, the guardian **** of the Milky Way, opened the giant gate of the Milky Way. What flew out from there was not water, but billions of silver sands. They were so light that they floated among the temples, and the gods were in this silver sand.

The stars are wandering among the clouds, and the canopy will be waiting at the entrance of the Milky Way. No one knows who he is waiting for until a silver ship comes from the horizon. The Moon Goddess, she was like a naughty little girl in front of Canopy. She asked Canopy to hold her hand. The two of them talked endlessly on the boat and kept drifting to the west...

"Ayao, are you looking here again, envious of others?"

"What!"

"What? Why is your face as red as the sunset?" Fairy Ajue said.

"You..."

"Okay, the Queen Mother has said that there is going to be a peach party, and she wants us to go to the peach garden to select fairy peaches."

Is there another peach party? Didn't it just open? Another nine thousand years have passed, so fast.

"Where are you going?" Zixia said, "Peach Garden?"

"Yes, Zixia, do you want to play together?" the fairies chirped.

"No, I want to stay here for a while."

"I know! Why don't you do anything while watching the sunset!"

The fairies smiled and walked away.

"Have you heard? Pantaoyuan has a new garden guard."

"I know, it's too... too windy."

"What? Taifeng changed it three thousand years ago, and the last one is called... Wu... Wuxiang or something like that."

“No, it seems that the new guy’s name is not that.”

"No matter what he does, we pick it and leave. How can we not even see the person in charge of the garden?"

They arrived

Taoyuan.

"Hey, we're here at the wrong time, the peach hasn't grown up yet!"

"Yes, they haven't even grown yet. There are only a few small and green ones on one tree."

"Did the Queen Mother miscalculate the time?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how could your Majesty be wrong? Your Majesty said last time that plum blossoms bloom in summer, but the Plum Blossom Fairy said they bloom in winter. What's the result?"

“Hey, stop talking, it’s so scary! I don’t even dare to think about it. In fact, when the higher-ups say when the flowers bloom, they let them bloom when they bloom. Why bother to fight? God is never wrong. Yes."

Ayao walked around in the forest several times, and finally saw a big peach, just within her reach.

"I found a big one!" She smiled and stretched out her hand.

Her life changed.

A Yao still clearly remembers the scene: a monkey appeared on the peach tree. He leaned on the branch, crossed his legs, and glanced at her proudly.

“Little girl, I don’t taste good!”

This was the first thing he said to her.

Five hundred years later

Ayao sat on the tree where Sun Wukong once sat in the Forest of All Souls, which was dark all year round. As soon as she closed her eyes, everything flashed back to her.

"Little girl, I don't taste good..."

"Old lady, don't mention your past, you have recognized the wrong person..."

Ayao closed her eyes tightly, tears sliding down her old bark-like face.