The Monkey King

  The sunlight slanted in from the window, and a burst of sandalwood wafted out of the furnace and spread slowly.

   The two people in the room sat in silence for a long time, but didn't say a word.

  Subhuti just looked, kept looking, kept looking, and saw the stone monkey's scalp tingling.

   Those eyes were so sharp that they seemed to want to penetrate the stone monkey's heart, and the expression on his face changed slightly from time to time.

   "This old man can read minds, what does he want to read?"

About Subhuti's ability to read minds, the stone monkey has long known and thought about it for a long time. Otherwise, why would the stone monkey dare to jump out of his mouth when he is kneeling at the door? Say it straight.

   But it's still very uncomfortable to be read face-to-face like this.

   However, he came in anyway, and being read while kneeling on the futon is better than being read while kneeling on the slate outside.

   For a whole year, my knees have been kneeling until a thick layer of calluses has grown.

  It was not until sunset on the west mountain, the bright moon hung up, the wind chimes sneaked in to hold the lamp in his hand, and added spices to the incense burner, that Subhuti stretched his waist and closed his mind.

   "'You look like a hozen, so your surname is Sun. There is a saying that you need Wukong to break the stubbornness, so let's call it Sun Wukong.' This is what you said?" After that, Subhu smiled meaningfully.

   "This is obviously what you want to say." Stone Monkey thought to himself.

   "It's okay, just take it as what I said. In the future, you will be called Sun Wukong."

   "Thank you, Master, for your name!" Sun Monkey kowtowed wisely.

   The pain of communicating with someone who can see into each other's mind is indescribable. The monkey simply stopped thinking about it, as if a dead pig was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

   Anyway, one step is one step, and there must be a way for the car to the front of the mountain.

   Nasubhuti stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "You monkey head, do you know why the teacher refused to accept you?"

   "The disciple does not know, please ask the master to clarify." Monkey replied respectfully.

"A cultivator, peeping at the number of heaven and earth, practising the law of transcending boundaries, and when you are successful, you can deduce the destiny, turn your hands into clouds, and turn your hands into rain. This is a great power. If you encounter a brave and ruthless person, you will surely bring disaster to all living beings. Therefore, there are three things not to accept as a teacher."

"Oh?"

"Those who are paranoid and unruly will not be accepted. Those who are arrogant and domineering, and have no reverence for God, will not be accepted. These three..." Subhuti stretched out three fingers and paused deliberately when he counted "three". , looked at Sun Monkey with a smile on his face.

   "Huh? This 'three' is..."

"Those whose origins are unknown will not be accepted!" After a pause, Subhuti continued, "If you only take one or two of these three, it's fine, but you, the monkey-headed 'three not to take', take up all of them. It will be difficult to find another one.”

   "What?" Sun Monkey's eyes widened, and he muttered in his heart: "How can I be of unknown origin?"

  Subhuti shook his whisk, looked at the monkey with interest, and said slowly, "Then tell me, where are you from?"

   "I'm from Huaguo Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou!" The monkey blurted out.

   But he immediately realized that something was wrong, because when he heard his words, Subhuti's smile grew even stronger, and his gaze made the monkey's scalp tingle again.

   "If you really came from Dongsheng Shenzhou, you shouldn't be here at this time! You know, you came three hundred years earlier."

  Monkey's face twitched violently.

   Talk to such a person and you will collapse at any time.

   "Master, don't say it's irrelevant, when do you teach children Taoism?"

   After watching the monkey silently for a long time, Subhuti slowly turned his head to look at the bright moon outside the window, and said lightly: "Don't talk about it, you go down and settle down, get up early tomorrow, and arrange for you to cultivate immortals and seek Taoism for the Master Self Association."

When    exited the door, the monkey felt a chill on his back.

   Soon, the wind chimes guarding the door led the monkeys away, and they wandered around the Taoist temple built in the cave for a long time before arriving at the room arranged for the monkeys.

   This is a separate room with the kitchen next to it, not next to other Taoist rooms, but a single room, which seems to indicate Subhuti's special treatment of monkeys.

   helped the monkey to light an oil lamp in the room, and the wind chimes neatly stacked a set of gray Taoist robes on the table, and asked with a smile, "Is the master named for the uncle?"

   "Hmm." The monkey glanced at the room casually. It was a simple 20-square-meter log cabin. It was built on a hill, and only one side had a window. In the room, a pair of couch was placed gradually, with a low table on the couch.

   This is standard in this era, not great, but not shabby either.

   "But 'Monkey King'?" The wind chimes sat on the couch and pushed the fruit that had been prepared on the table in front of the monkey.

   was not polite, the monkey reached out and grabbed a pear and nibbled it.

  囔囔 said: "Of course it is Sun Wukong, so there can be something wrong with this."

   "Then I have to be called Uncle Sun in the future?" Feng Chi asked cautiously.

   "Don't." Monkey waved his hand: "You should call me Monkey, listen to the habit. Uncle Sun... This sounds weird."

   After saying this, the wind chime's expression was relieved immediately, and she came over with a smile and asked, "Monkey, did Master let you choose the Taoism?"

   "Dao Meridian? What Dao Meridian?"

"There are two lines of Taoism in my Taoist school, one line is called 'walker', which is used to practice the Tao. What? What? Master didn't mention it?"

   "I didn't mention it." The monkey shook his head.

   "Didn't mention it?" Feng Chi's brows furrowed: "You two talked for five hours, why... Could it be that I don't even want to tell you?"

   "The old man just kept looking at me, making my scalp go numb. He didn't say a word or two."

Feng Chi thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "This has happened before. Master likes to read minds. New apprentices will definitely read it carefully, but it's the first time for such a long time. You can rest, I will read tomorrow morning. See you again."

"Um."

  The wind chimes are gone, and the stone monkey is left alone on the hard mat.

   "What did that mean just now?" the monkey thought.

   The content and tone of that conversation were obviously a stance with hidden secrets.

   "Three not accepted?"

  The more the monkey thinks, the more wrong it becomes, but now people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

   "Anyway, I've finally come in." The monkey smiled happily, took out an orange feather from his pocket, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and was fascinated: "Are you right? Queer."

   After a long time, he put it away like a treasure.

   After tossing and turning all night and unable to sleep, the next day, when it was gray and bright, the monkey got up and started to wash.

  It doesn't matter if you are sloppy before kneeling at the door, but now that you have officially entered the door, you can't be like that.

   Not to mention Subhuti, it is still necessary to leave a good impression in front of other brothers and sisters.

The ill-fitting cloth I was wearing was temporarily obtained from someone at the foot of the mountain for the sake of dignity. I haven't washed it for a year. Now it's tattered, so I won't talk about it anymore. of sour odor.

   Thinking about finally living a "human" life, Monkey finally felt relieved.

  The kitchen next door was already lit up. Looking in through the crack of the door, you could see two Taoists, one young and one young, dressed in plain clothes, busy in aprons, and the smoke from the roof rose.

   Spare the kitchen, the monkey went straight to the well outside the house to fetch water, and he took off his clothes and washed it in the open air no matter how much.

  It stands to reason that it is inappropriate to take a bath in the open air, but fortunately he is a monkey, and his monkey hair should cover his shame.

   Halfway through the wash, the young Taoist in the kitchen dragged the bucket and pushed open the door. When he saw the monkey, he immediately shrank back in horror. The monkey vaguely heard the two people in the kitchen talking about him.

  The monkeys are used to being treated differently by others, and they don't bother to say anything. They just wash themselves and are happy.

   At this time, a long-bearded middle-aged Taoist priest on the attic corridor in the distance stood with his hands behind his back, watching the monkeys from a distance.

   This person is wearing a blue Taoist robe, with long black hair, but white temples, deep crow's feet on the corners of his eyes, and a golden "cloud" embroidered on the sleeves.

  Beside him, a young Taoist priest bowed and said, "Master, that is the apprentice that Master accepted yesterday."

"This monkey head has been kneeling outside the door for a whole spring and autumn, and I have seen it a few times as a teacher, but..." The long-bearded middle-aged Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he opened his mouth wide and sighed: "Lian The master's mind-reading skills are ineffective, and he is talking nonsense. He knelt outside the door for a whole spring and autumn and did not leave. It can be seen that this monkey is very obsessed. With such a heart... Why did the master accept him as an apprentice, or he was still a disciple, I really let it go. People are confused."

   The young Taoist bowed his head and laughed softly: "In my opinion, it's just a whim of the master. Wait..."

   The middle-aged Taoist glared sideways, and the young Taoist suddenly shut his mouth.

The middle-aged Taoist slowly raised his head and said, "As a master, as a senior brother, even saying a few words about the monkey head is nothing to blame. It's you who criticize your uncle and master indiscriminately. If you let others listen, you can't blame the master and punish you. !"

   "Follow the teachings of the master! Follow the teachings of the master!" The young Taoist hurriedly bowed his head and bowed his hands.

   The middle-aged Taoist turned around and slowly walked into the inner room, and asked casually, "Does that monkey head have a name?"

  The young Taoist hurriedly followed in: "If you go back to the master, the surname is Sun and the name is Wukong. The wind chimes came to hang up last night, saying that it was played by the master."

   "Oh? Are you going to attend the lecture today?"

   "Not mentioned."

   "It doesn't matter if you don't come, the old man is happy to be quiet."