The Legend Of WuKong: [10.]

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[10.]

"Sun Wukong, let me ask you, why do you want to become a Buddha?" said the yellow-robed monster.

"Because...Buddha has no boundaries to restrain." Sun Wukong heard his heart reply.

"Do you think you can become a Buddha with this intention?"

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"You hope to break all boundaries. For this power, do you want to become a boundary?"

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"You can't defeat me. Five hundred years ago I couldn't stop you at all, but now I know you can't defeat me." The yellow-robed monster said, "You are afraid of your own strength, can you still defeat others?"

Zhu Bajie was walking on the mountain road with blades of grass in his mouth, carrying a rake and humming a tune. Suddenly, his foot slipped and he rolled down the mountain until he fell to the foot of the mountain. He lay stretched out on the ground and didn't want to move. Looking at the blue sky, he suddenly saw something falling from the sky. It was his rake. "Ouch!" He jumped up and covered the big bag that was hit by the rake. "Why did it arrive later than me? Which bush of grass and which stone stopped it from falling at this time? It doesn't matter. But if I was beaten to death by this thing, how could I imagine that I would end my life because of a certain clump of grass on a certain **** of a certain mountain tens of thousands of miles away from my birthplace? What if everything was determined by fate? Yes, did God design the way countless grasses grow on a mountain thousands of miles away for my death when I was born?"

He thought wildly for a long time. It wasn't until his bag stopped hurting that he raised his head and looked at everything around him.

At the foot of the hillside is a field of farmland, with the wind blowing waves of changing green and yellow, and a village standing quietly in the sunshine.

Zhu Bajie looked at it, his mouth wide open and his mouth was drooling.

Zhu Bajie walked into the village. The village was quiet. I wonder if everyone was still in the fields.

He saw a pig pen, walked to the edge of the pen, put his hands on the edge of the pen and watched the pigs inside humming happily. The piglets crowded around the sow and raised their white buttocks. . The sow put her head into the sun and rubbed it, admiring the way her fur turned golden in the sun.

Zhu Bajie lowered his head and looked at himself. His clothes were cut into strips, revealing old and new scars.

"It turns out I don't know what happiness is." He sighed.

A girl came back from the fields carrying a basket. Walking through her own pigsty, she suddenly stopped. She glanced into the pigsty and shouted: "Dad, there is an extra pig in our pen!"

Zhu Bajie lay in the pen and fell asleep with his mouth wide open.

"You are not welcome here." The sow in the pen turned to Zhu Bajie and said, "Do you also want to be divided into pieces and sold in the town?"

"You know this and yet you feel so comfortable?"

"Isn't this what pigs live for? Do we have any other meaning of existence? Why do wild boars like you exist? There is no reason?"

"Yes, there is no reason. I have walked too many paths to become a Buddha, and I don't know why." Zhu Bajie patted his belly. "If I say that I am not a pig, I am actually a **** in the sky, a very powerful god, would you believe it?"

"Xin. In fact, I was the fairy Huahua in the sky in my previous life. We must have met in the sky, right?"

"Oh? What were you like in your last life?"

"Well...short legs, a big belly, a long nose, big ears, and a pair of wings!"

"Damn! You are the most imaginative pig I have ever seen!"

"What!" Huahua cried, "Is there anything more beautiful than this?"

"...Yes." Zhu Bajie looked at the roof of the pen, "If I had always been a pig, if I had never seen him

Exceeding her beauty, if I had never seen such a vast and flowing Milky Way..."

"So what if I have seen it before? I have never thought that the Milky Way is more beautiful than a pig trough. In my opinion, human beauties are just like pigs. If you have always been a pig, you will never know how to do it. Feel this pain and you are as happy as God."

"But people can cut you into any shape they want at any time!"

"No, if the wheat is not ripe, they won't harvest it. If I don't grow up, they won't kill me. Pigs and people are just things governed by laws. In order to survive, they have to be like machines. Action, if they don't want to live like this, they will be punished by heaven. If you can obey this law, eat when you should eat, and be eaten when you should be eaten, you will be like them. They lived and died in wars and plagues, We also have no strength to resist. We cannot resist humans, and humans cannot resist God. We are just parts in the countless exquisite designs of this world, one pushing the other, endlessly turning without distinction. The more you understand, the more you The more you understand that you cannot control its operation, the more you understand how insignificant and powerless you are. From this point of view, pigs are greater than humans."

"Are all pigs thinkers? You are more thoughtful than my master. If people knew that a pig despised their wisdom, would they all be **** to death?"

“But I still hope to become a human being.” The sow’s head was placed on the ground in a longing gesture, “I don’t know why, I know that being a human is more painful than being a pig... It would be better if I became a god. Well, whatever you want is there."

"If that were the case, it would be really lifeless." Zhu Bajie thought about it.

"Huh? Then you still want to go to the West?"

"I don't want to go to the West at all! But I have no choice at all!"

"Really not?"

"No, I can't go beyond that limit..."

"Boundaries?"

"It is God who creates barriers to set the direction of your destiny. You cannot go where their will does not allow you to go."

"Oh, I see."

"You understand?! You are a pig. I can't understand such a profound thing and yet you understand it? Don't insult me ​​and God's wisdom!"

"But isn't it the pigsty you're talking about?"

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"You can go out. I can go out anytime I want." The sow looked at the broken wooden fence and said, "The question is, why should I go out? Give me a reason."

"You can go out at any time? Just one reason?"

"Yes, didn't you just come in from outside?"

"Yes, but I ran out of here before."

"Now you are back. Is it hard outside?"

"It turns out that all my life, I have been pursuing pain..." Zhu Bajie said thoughtfully.

"Yes, you are right to think about it this way. When you go beyond one boundary, you get another boundary. Your space is getting bigger and bigger, but the less you can find what you are looking for. ”

Zhu Bajie thought for a long time and suddenly said: "I understand."

"Do you understand?" Huahua's eyes showed joy.

"If you are really a pig, I will eat my own nose!" Zhu Bajie jumped up and showed his rake, "Show your true colors."

The light brightened, the pigpen melted under the light, and Zhu Bajie found himself in a huge palace. The gods sit high.

"Zhu Bajie, are you enlightened?" said the voice in the bright place. The strong light came, making Zhu Bajie unable to see the person in the light.

"Should I realize it first before my master realizes it? Then Tang San

What about hiding? ”

"He is apostate and will be punished by God."

"Okay, hehe, do you want to treat me like you did?" Zhu Bajie smiled naively, "What are you afraid of? There seems to be something beyond the border that no one can know, hehe."

"It's not that you can't know, it's that you shouldn't know. Why don't you take the hidden meanings of thousands of volumes of Buddhist scriptures and choose to take another path?"

"You have to ask Tang Monk about this. It was the Bodhisattva who asked us to follow him to the West. Now he can't find the way and ran away. The monkey followed the little goblin and flew away. Isn't it okay to ask the old pig to get the scriptures? History will not write it down. A pig brought the scriptures back to the East, hahahahaha..."

"Be serious!" shouted the Arhat Protector on one side.

"What if..." said the voice in the light, "you are no longer a pig?"

Zhu Bajie's heart moved, and something kept pouring into his heart, splashing emotions: first it was salty, like tears, those were the tears of the woman waiting for him; then there was sourness, like five hundred years of sentimentality, that It’s the dust of this journey; then it’s fishy, ​​it’s blood, it’s the blood that I bit my tongue and swallowed in my stomach when I was looking at the bright moon in pain at night, it’s the blood that I want to kill everyone in my dreams and then laugh and bathe in it every time. !

"Go...go...go to hell!" He yelled, "Now I just like to be a pig, I like it, no one can **** change me around, I just That’s it, don’t mess with me!”

There was a sigh of relief from the surrounding seats.

"How could a good person become like this?"

"That Tang Monk is indeed a demon!"

"This pig is really stupid and stubborn and doesn't know what to do."

"Get out of here! Get the **** down!" Zhu Bajie fell into madness, roaring and waving the rake wildly.

Those sounds turned into bursts of wild laughter, sharp and weird, the main hall disappeared, and waves of demonic mist rose straight into the sky.

"I'm teasing you, stupid pig!"

"Are you serious? Do you really think you are meeting the Buddha?"

"Hahahaha, hee hee hee..."

"The Golden Horn King said, if you don't get prompted, just go and die——"

Countless black shadows shuttled past the pig. He raised the rake and swung it around, but no one could reach it, and scars appeared on his body one after another.

Zhu Bajie suddenly lost his strength. He fell to his knees and rubbed his head on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with me? I can't control myself anymore. I told you to be patient no matter what, and I told you to laugh no matter what you suffer. I want to go back... I want to go home!" He thumped He landed on the ground, "But what can I do? Let me kneel down and beg those three people to go to the West to relieve my suffering? Monk Tang can't get out of the maze, Sun Wukong can't kill himself, and Monk Sha can't find those fragments. It’s impossible! For some people it’s too simple! But we are not them, we are not!”

The pig suddenly raised its head, looked up to the sky and shouted word by word: "Although I am a pig! But I will not let you slaughter me!"

The roar whipped up a strong wind, and the black shadow screamed and was blown away. The clouds parted and the moon reappeared in the sky. The pig got up, with tears streaming down his face. He was shaking and couldn't tell the direction. He looked up and the moonlight caressed his face.

"Western Heaven, I'm going to Western Heaven, but when I get there I can't remember you anymore. I can't go to Western Heaven. If I don't go to Western Heaven, I'll never see you again. I'm lost. I'm going to die there. I'm on the road, but I will think of you, I promised you..."

He fell heavily to the ground with a "plop". A few dusts flew up and were sent straight to the sky by the wind. The cold moonlight was blurred in the dust.