The Monkey King

   In the dark inner room, only the blue light flickered.

  Subhuti, Qingyunzi. The master and apprentice looked at each other for a long time, silent.

   Until Qingyunzi was puzzled, disappointed, desperate, and bowed his head, Subhuti slowly said, "Go back."

   Saying anything is superfluous, and there is no room for refutation.

   The door slammed open, and outside the house, the monkey was still kneeling, looking at Qing Yunzi in amazement.

   He could hear Qing Yunzi's roar, but he could not hear Subhuti's whisper.

  Qing Yunzi stood up slowly and bent down: "Teacher...resign."

   "Go."

   turned around slowly, Qing Yunzi's hair was disheveled, as if depressed after the war, he left step by step, never looking at the stone monkey again.

   That back looks like a down-and-out old man, which makes the monkey very puzzled.

   "I can't target me, do I need to do this? How much hatred must this be?" Monkey thought.

  It was not until Qingyunzi was far away that Subhuti smiled, shook his sleeves and stood up, walked up to the monkey, and said with a smile, "You monkey head, do everything to cause trouble for me. In the future, this must not be the case again!"

   Seeing Subhuti's smile, the monkey was relieved and joked, "This will not be the case in the future! It will not be like this in the future! If I go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in the future, I will no longer be caught by my senior brother!"

   "You monkey head!" With a loud shout, Subhuti raised his hand and pretended to fight, but he didn't fall down, and he burst out laughing.

   Now the monkey has more confidence in his heart. Taking advantage of Subhuti's good mood, he simply said: "If the master allows me to enter the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, why don't you give me a warrant, and there will be no more troubles in the future."

   "When is the teacher ready?" Subhuti asked with a smile.

"This…"

"If the master approves you, then what about the disciples whose cultivation level is higher than yours? What do you think your senior brother Qingyun arrested you tonight?" With that, Subhuti bent over, his hands on his knees, Looking at the monkeys, he turned his head to point to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in the distance, and said meaningfully: "The Buddhist scriptures pavilion is there, and it will not move. It is reasonable to make two patrols every night, once at 10 minutes and once at 3 minutes after Mao. If you can enter, enter, if you can't enter, don't talk more. Don't mention the warrant later."

   After saying that, he straightened up, turned around, walked into the room, turned his back to the monkey and said, "In the future, I will count the scriptures for the teacher every day. If there are three less, it will be your question!"

  The door slammed shut.

   "Three copies missing?" The monkey twisted his aching neck: "That means, you can only 'borrow' two copies at a time, and you can only 'borrow' after you have finished copying them?"

   Straightened up, the monkey thought silently for a long time: "This old man, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?"

  Subhuti is probably thousands of years old. To guess the mind of an immortal who is thousands of years old is purely asking for trouble.

   After thinking about it for a long time, I can't think of a reason, so the monkey can only think about it.

  Tonight, fortunately, there was no danger, but I became more and more confused about Subhuti's attitude.

   On the way back to the residence, there were Taoists who were watching the monkeys along the way. They should have rested during this time. I think the big incident just now woke up the whole view.

   "He stole into the Sutra Pavilion tonight!"

   "I knelt outside the door for a whole year and refused to leave, but as soon as I came in..."

   "The beast is still a beast. That beast sneaked into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion tonight and was caught by Uncle Qingyun, but the master didn't punish him. What a fool!"

   "Shh! Don't talk nonsense."

   "It was a mistake for the master to accept him back then. If you are so barbaric, you should kneel at the door!"

   "I jumped out of the stone and knelt down and turned it into a stone! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee he jumped out of the stone, no matter how uncle Shi is willing to let it go, I'm afraid he will suffer in the future."

   They whispered, seeing the monkey approaching but avoiding it.

  It has been almost a year since they started. They were used to the presence of monkeys, but now they seem to avoid the plague like before.

   The monkey saw this situation in his eyes, but did not remember it in his heart.

  The stone monkey itself is unique, and even the monkeys and grandchildren of Huaguo Mountain are at most distant relatives.

   It seems inevitable that    will be excluded before he has no strength, even if he encounters monsters who can be regarded as distant relatives, not to mention these self-regarding spirits of all things-humans?

   In this regard, monkeys have long been used to it.

   went back to Ling Yanli, pushed open the door, but saw a panicked wind chime.

   "You... how did you... come back?"

   "Why can't I come back? What are you doing here... my book!" The monkey roared with wide eyes.

   The scriptures that he copied from the bed in the second half of the year are gone now!

After such a roar, the tears of the wind chimes fell drop by drop: "I...I'm afraid...I'm afraid that the master will drive you out and hear them say that you were caught...Uuuu...I'm timid...I didn't dare to look at it, so I had to come over quickly. ...come here to help you hide the book, I'm afraid that my uncle will bring someone to search it... woo woo..."

   In a blink of an eye, the wind chimes were already crying. This is the tears that have been saved for nine months, and finally poured out all at once.

  God knows how frightened she has been these nine months.

   Looking at the wind chimes with pear flowers and rain, the monkey's heart is also sour.

   walked to the wind chimes, squatted down, wiped his tears with his hands, the monkey sighed: "It's okay, the master didn't punish me. Haha, Qing Yunzi's face turned green with anger."

   "Really...really?"

   "You don't think I stand like this? I said it, and the master acquiesced."

  The wind chimes slammed into the monkey's arms and hugged the monkey tightly: "Monkey, don't go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, okay? Don't go. I'm afraid they will drive you away..."

The monkey was silent for a while, before stroking the back of the wind chimes and saying, "If there is such a thing in the future, don't worry about it. If they ask, you will pretend you don't know anything. If there is something really happening tonight, you are here. Isn't it here to let them get caught?"

   "Then what do you do? If they find the book, the guilt will be aggravated."

   "What should I do? I don't have to do anything. Lao Tzu is the Monkey King Monkey King!"

  The wind chimes suddenly burst into tears: "The Great Sage Monkey King?"

   Gently poked the stone monkey's head with the whisk, and said, "Let you talk nonsense again."

"Nonsense? Humph!" The monkey stood up and posed with the broom leaning on the side: "When I leave the apprenticeship, I will put up the banner of the Monkey King on the top of the mountain, if anyone dares to provoke me at that time. The wind chimes are crying, I will make him into meat sauce! Hahahaha."

   "What if you mess with it?"

   "If I messed up... If I messed up, write it down first and count it later."

   "You can talk nonsense. If you really put the name of Monkey King on the top of the mountain, I'm afraid that the army of the heaven will overwhelm the realm early, and you will be beaten into meat sauce first! Qitian, where can you talk nonsense."

  In the small wooden house, the two laughed and cursed. For some reason, in a trance, the monkey thought of the bird again.

   An inexplicable heart palpitations arise spontaneously.

   How long will it take, how long will it take to get back to that hillside and pick up Queer...

  …

  After immersing himself in the temple, in the inner room, Subhuti and an old man played a game on the floor.

   This old man is wearing a thick black Taoist robe, with a black jade vermillion bird hairpin on his head, a childlike face with crane hair, a peaceful face, a high immortal attitude, and a golden "wind" embroidered on his sleeves.

   This person is the first disciple of Subhuti who is still wandering in Beizhou - Qingfengzi!

  Seeing Subhuti's brows furrowed, Qingfengzi slowly placed a black stone on the chess line and asked, "Master, do you think that what you said to the fifth junior brother tonight is a little overdue?"

Hearing the words, Subhuti shook his head slowly, but his eyes never left the chessboard. He stretched out his hand and glued a white letter on the chessboard and said, "Do you know why the nine disciples who entered the room before the teacher's door have all accomplished something, but they are alone. Keep your fifth junior brother, Qing Yunzi, in the view?"

   "The apprentice doesn't know."