The Legend Of WuKong: [41.]

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[41.]

"What the hell, where is this?" Sun Wukong asked.

I was having a fierce fight with the fake Wukong just now, and I was about to use all my strength to strike, but unexpectedly I was knocked out of the snow mist, and everything in front of me changed completely.

Where is Tiangong? What about the gods? Where's the fairy in purple? Where's the fake Wukong?

In front of us is a beautiful mountain.

There are poems to prove it:

Thousands of peaks open their halberds, and thousands of people open their screens. The sun reflects the misty light and locks the green, and the rain collects the cold dark green color. Withered vines entwine the old trees, and the ancient journey across the border is secluded. There are rare flowers and auspicious grasses, bamboos and pine trees. The cultivated bamboos and pine trees will be evergreen for thousands of years, and they will despise the blessed land; the rare flowers and auspicious grasses will not thank you at all times. The crow of the secluded bird is near, and the sound of the source is clear. There are many valleys surrounded by orchids, and moss grows on the cliffs everywhere. If the dragon's veins are good in the ups and downs of the mountains, there must be an expert who can hide his name.

The wind blows from the mountains, bringing with it a refreshing coolness and a faint singing voice:

Watching chess players playing bad, cutting down trees, walking slowly in the valley near the clouds, selling firewood and selling wine, laughing wildly to express my love.

The sky is high in autumn, I pillow my pine roots against the moon, and I sleep at dawn. Recognize old forests, climb cliffs and cross ridges, and cut dead vines with an ax.

Collect it into a load and put it on the market, and you can get three liters of rice. There is no competition, the price is mediocre, there is no scheming, there is no honor or disgrace, and life is indifferent. Where we meet, it is either an immortal or a Taoist, sitting quietly and talking about Huang Ting.

It’s strange that although Sun Wukong didn’t know what the lyrics meant, he felt that the wind was blowing through his body, blowing away the suffocation of years of hard work. Just now he wanted to fight to the death with others, but now that he thinks about it, he has forgotten why. .

"Sun Wukong, it doesn't matter who is Sun Wukong or who Sun Wukong is. It's just me."

When he looked at the green hills, he seemed to be the little monkey jumping in the mountains again.

When he got excited, he ran wildly, roaring in his mouth and dancing towards the mountain.

But he forgot the golden cudgel on the ground.

He was wandering in the mountain forest, but the singer was never seen. The song lingered in the green forest and echoed in every leaf, as if it was sung by the mountain. The grass gave off a moist fragrance. Sun Wukong found that the smell was very familiar, as if it reminded him of something, but the feeling was like this breath. You felt that it existed, but it was not anywhere.

Sun Wukong was walking in the forest, with soft fallen leaves and vines under his feet. He thought for a while, took off his boots, and stepped on the wet ground with his bare feet. A cool feeling came from the soles of his feet, and the ground beneath his feet As if alive, the grass was tickling the soles of his feet.

A smile appeared on Sun Wukong's face. He suddenly turned somersault, touched the ground with his hands, and felt the warmth of the soil. The tender grass was like the soft hair of a little monkey.

Sun Wukong did another somersault. This time he fell on his back to the ground, but the earth held him up so carefully.

The ground in the heaven is made of cold and hard bricks, while the road to the west is made of mud.

Why is he always in those places?

Sun Wukong was lying on the ground, and the breath of grass rushed straight into his seven orifices. He began to feel itchy all over his body.

He jumped away, took off his clothes, and screamed and danced naked in the jungle.

Until he was tired and lay on the ground, feeling that his body was becoming one with the grass.

"Why am I like this?" he said to himself.

"Because you are just a monkey!"

Suddenly

A pair of big eyes stretched out from above his head and blinked at him twice.

Sun Wukong jumped up and stared at the thing.

The big eyes jumped away in fright, but it was a squirrel.

Sun Wukong touched the golden cudgel on his body, but found that it was missing. He was shocked and couldn't help but feel angry.

"What are you looking for?" the squirrel asked, blinking his big eyes.

"Get away! I dropped something very important."

"Every part of you is there, I don't think there is anything missing." The squirrel raised its little paw and scratched its head and said.

"What do you know, Lao Sun has never left it!"

"Have you been born with it?"

"...This...I don't remember, maybe."

"What's it for?"

"It's useless, it can be used to kill people!"

"Kill the squirrel too?"

"If I want to."

"Why do you want to 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 do think about me. I have been imprisoned in the dark Wuyue Mountain for five hundred years, and no one has come to talk to me. I am no longer interested!"

"No one has talked to you for five hundred years! It's so pitiful. If I knew, I would definitely accompany you. If... I could live for five hundred years..."

"Accompany me? Ha! Why?"

"Why why? Do you need a reason to talk to someone?"

"Don't you need it?"

"Do you need it?"

"Don't you need it?"

"Hey, I'm just discussing it with you. Don't be angry. I'm only one year old and I really want to discuss things with others. There are so many things in this world that we can discuss happily, right?"

"Yes, it's you, you big-headed devil! I'm actually discussing this kind of problem with a one-year-old squirrel? Let others know that you have to laugh out loud, but I am a monkey who wants to achieve good results and make the world tremble! ”

"Why should the heaven and earth tremble?"

"I like it! Can you care?"

"But I like jumping on trees and jumping on the ground. If I look up and see the blue sky, I will be even happier, wouldn't you?"

"Jumping on the tree..." Sun Wukong jumped up to the treetop, "Jumping on the ground..." He jumped to the ground and jumped twice more, "Then he looked up at the sky... Why do I always feel like such a stupid bird? !"

"Yes, yes, I have a good friend named Silly Bird. He is always cheerful. Originally, he was going to the south for the winter this year, but I hoped that he could stay and play with me, so he decided I’m not leaving!”

"He will freeze to death! Hum."

"No, no, I will give him my hole."

"Then you will freeze to death, no matter what!"

"Why? Why do you have to freeze to death? Is it okay if I don't want to die?"

"No! I will die if I want to! Why? Then what have I been doing for so many years!"

The squirrel lowered her big eyelids, a little sad, and then there was a shining light in her eyes, saying: "I heard that all things have souls. When they get tired of living in one way, they die and become another. One way, right? If so

I want to change..."

"That's not up to you! You may turn into a bird or a stone..."

"Maybe I will become the colorful clouds on the horizon?"

"Maybe you will become a broken earthen pot!"

“Can’t I just change whatever I want?”

"While you're dreaming."

"Maybe someone can!"

"Who?"

"Subhuti."

"Subhuti, it sounds like fruit on a tree."

"Hey, sometimes he really is, he can turn into anything and talk to you, or he can be anything."

"Is there such a thing? I would like to see it. If it is a goblin, I can beat it to death with a stick and gain merit points."

"Merit? What is it?"

"How could you understand that becoming an immortal or a Buddha depends entirely on this."

"I also want to become an immortal and a Buddha. How can I gain merit?"

"There are too many of them. There is a part in releasing animals, and there is also a part in killing goblins..."

"Aren't fairies alive?"

"...but goblins were not created by gods, they were born naturally."

"Then who created God?"

"Gods? Maybe they exist in the universe."

"Who created the heaven and the earth?"

"You're so annoying! Pangu created the world...then who created Pangu? Pangu jumped out of an egg, so who laid that egg?...You ask me I asked who to go! When my old grandson jumped out of the stone, how could I know who put the **** stone in there!"

"Then, I won't ask who the egg belongs to. I want to ask, if Pangu was not created by a god, then he was a goblin? Did it turn out that all gods were created by goblins?"

"Huh? This...hahahahaha...God was made by goblins...Why didn't I think of that? Hahahahaha!"

The squirrel scratched his head: "Are you laughing at me? Well, although I know that when the squirrel thinks, the monkey laughs, but I still can't help but not think about it."

"What squirrels and monkeys, who told you about these messes?"

"Subhuti."

"I want to see him more and more. Where is he?"

"I can't explain this clearly. He said that different people have different ways to see Bodhi."

"Go! I guess he has an enemy, hiding here and there, and digging several tunnels in his house. Then how can you see him?"

"Sometimes he turns into a fruit on the tree and talks to me. Sometimes I want to find him, so I drill down from the hole in my tree..."

"That guy is indeed a rabbit. I guessed it right. Take me there quickly."

"But the path I take may not necessarily be yours?"

"Where does all this nonsense come from? Lead the way!"

"This is it." The squirrel pointed to the dark tree cave entrance, which is called Xianyue Sanxing Cave. Entering here, you will reach Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

"Damn, a tree hole, why is it called the 'Slanting Moon and Three Stars'!" Sun Wukong shook his body and turned into a ray of light, which went straight in and disappeared into the darkness.

The squirrel scratched her head again: "This monkey is always impatient." She approached the hole and shouted, "Remember to come back here later to talk to me, I will be here waiting for you——"