The Monkey King

  The bright moonlight is tightly locked outdoors, and in the dark meditation hall, two blue lamps flicker.

  Dantongzi knelt blankly in the center of the hall, his body was dripping with blood, and his wounds didn't even have time to treat.

   Qing Yunzi was kneeling behind him.

   Neither of them said a word.

   After a long time, the door slammed open, and Subhuti walked in with great strides.

   The white robe on his body was stained with blood, his face was full of anger, he walked to his position and sat down.

  The two apprentices bowed and kowtowed without saying a word.

   "Do you have anything to say?" Subhuti looked at Dantongzi coldly and said.

   "The disciple is at fault." Dan Tongzi bowed his head.

   "Speak! What's wrong!" After saying that, Subhuti grabbed the bamboo slip beside him and slammed it on the floor.

   A crisp sound echoed in the hall.

   A pair of old eyes were half-squinted, staring indifferently at Dan Tongzi who dared not look up.

  Dantongzi hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

   Seeing this situation, Qing Yunzi had to open his mouth: "Master, this matter..."

   "Did I ask you?" Subhuti glanced at Qingyunzi.

  Qing Yunzi was startled, so he could only slowly lower his head, and also bowed down.

   After thinking about it for a long time, Dan Tongzi swallowed and straightened up and said, "That monkey wants to break into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion at night, so..."

   "So you want to kill him?!"

   Before he finished speaking, Subhuti grabbed the inkstone on the low table and smashed it directly.

   This move is not fast, but Dan Tongzi didn't dare to dodge.

The    inkstone platform smashed into his forehead and shattered into two pieces.

  A strand of blood slowly slipped from his forehead.

   "Disciple...don't dare..." Without wiping the blood from his forehead, Dan Tongzi lowered his head and whispered.

   "Don't dare? Humph! How the teacher usually teaches you! How does he teach you!" Subhuti turned his face away from him.

  Dantongzi didn't dare to speak anymore.

   The atmosphere in the hall suddenly turned cold.

  Qing Yunzi pursed his lips and coughed dryly: "Master, Senior Brother Dantong is confused. If not, how could he draw his sword and point at Junior Brother?"

Subhuti clicked his tongue and sneered, "I'm in a hurry? Let a girl lead you by the nose with just a few words. Are you a cultivator and confused? Ah? If someone else provokes you with a few words, will you have to pull it out? The sword points to the teacher?"

  Dan Tongzi quickly buried his head: "Disciple dare not!"

   The blood on his forehead splattered on the floor and seeped into the gap.

"Don't you dare? It's just that those Daoist disciples made a fuss a few days ago. As my disciples, all of your cultivations are taught by the master. I didn't expect you to follow the muddy water and drop your worth! Stupid! Stupidity!"

   "Master..."

   "Don't be called a master! I don't have an apprentice like you! What have you learned from cultivating immortals and seeking Taoism for so many years? Cultivating this kind of xinxing! Can a practitioner not cultivate the mind?"

  The main hall was so quiet that only Subhuti's heavy breathing was left.

  Qingyunzi knew that Subhuti was really angry, he was angry that Dantongzi drew his sword at his disciple, and even more angry that Dantongzi drew his sword because he was hit by a provocative method.

  Yang Chan's hand was like hitting Subhuti in the face.

   opened his mouth slowly, Qing Yunzi said: "Master, it's all because of me at this time. If it wasn't for me... Senior Brother would not be with Junior Brother Wukong... If Master wants to punish, please punish me."

"Humph!" Subhuti turned his face sideways, but did not turn his head: "You are also a person who transforms into the spirit realm. I see that your character has not changed for so many years, and it is still the same as the run-down official who just came to Guanli." Your stubbornness is flattering. To put it bluntly, you just don’t have a brain! Even your obsessive junior brother Wukong is stronger than you! You don’t want to talk about many teachers, think about it yourself. Immortal, stop cultivating!"

After that, Subhuti shook his sleeves and stood up, staring at Dan Tongzi and said, "Tonight, wait for the two of you to kneel here until dawn, face the wall and think about it. Dantong, I will punish you tomorrow to read the Tao Te Ching. "Chapter 24 is copied a thousand times, if you can't finish it, don't come to see me again!"

   "Yes." The two bowed respectfully.

  …

   One hundred and eight thousand miles away, Huaguo Mountain.

   On the starry night, two figures, one old and one young, quietly appeared in the sky.

   Wearing a yellow gossip robe, wearing a golden hair crown, holding a whisk, white hair, long beard, a kind-hearted old man followed by a purple-clothed Taoist boy.

   This seems to be Taishang Laojun and his lower boy.

   glanced at the silent woods below, Taishang Laojun's eyes narrowed slightly: "This is the source of the sudden crack of heaven."

   After saying that, he seemed to sense something, turned around and flew to the side, and the Ziyi Daotong quickly followed.

   After a while, the two have quietly landed in a canyon.

   As soon as his toes touched the ground, Taishang Laojun took a few steps forward, stood still, closed his eyes, and opened them again. The originally dark eyes had turned silver!

   With these silver eyes, he swept towards the dark canyon in the moonlight. He reached out and grabbed it, and a yellow-brown mist was sucked into the palm of his hand.

   handed the whisk in his hand to the boy beside him, Taishang Laojun rubbed the yellow-brown mist with both hands and carefully pondered.

   "Master, what is this?" The boy couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Youling, a tiger's wandering spirit." Taishang Laojun rubbed his hands together, and the fog dissipated in an instant, without a sound: "You will die before your longevity expires, and the underworld will not accept you, so you can only become without belonging. The wandering spirit wanders in the place where he was alive. This wandering spirit must have existed for some years, the memory has dissipated, and nothing can be read."

   After saying that, I stomped my feet too much.

   After a while, a silvery figure suddenly appeared on the ground, a short, chubby old man dressed as a member of staff, with a hunchback and a cane.

   When the old man saw Taishang, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed in shock.

   "Old man, see Taishang Laojun!"

   "You are the land here?" Taishang Laojun asked, rubbing his long beard.

   "Report to Laojun, this old man is the land of Huaguoshan."

   "Then the old man asked you, how was this wandering spirit just now, what happened to him, and how did he die?"

Duke Tu raised his head, thought for a moment, and replied, "Qi, Lao Jun, this wandering soul was originally a tiger. About twelve years ago, the huge rock on the top of the mountain cracked and a stone monkey was born. This tiger was born. It was killed by the stone monkey."

   "Stone monkey?" Taishang raised his head and stroked his long beard to think for a moment, then asked, "Is that stone monkey in the mountains now?"

   Duke Tu shook his head gently: "That stone monkey went out to sea as early as eleven years ago, and has never returned since. Where exactly it went, the old man doesn't know."

   "Oh?" Taishang stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, and suddenly fell into deep thought: "No, it's time to go to sea..."

   After a long time, he sighed and said, "Go ahead."

   "Yes." Duke Tu bowed and said goodbye.

  I saw that Taishang and the boy came to the town that was deserted due to famine.

   Ten years have passed, and the withered forests are now rejuvenated, but the people who fled the desert have not returned, and they are still in ruins and no one is seen.

   did not notice the solitary grave on the hillside at all, and the two jumped directly over and landed in front of an abandoned wooden house.

   reached out and grabbed it again, and a cloud of gray mist fell into his hand.

   After pondering carefully, Taishang sighed again: "It's the same again."

   scattered the wandering spirit in his hand, Taishang stomped his feet and called out to the land.

  Tall, thin and thin like a bamboo pole, the land lord respectfully saluted: "I see the old man."

   "Let me ask you, how did the wandering spirit die just now?"

  The Lord of the Earth replied: "That wandering spirit was originally a hunter here. Eleven years ago, he was killed by a stone monkey who passed by. It is only because the yang life is not exhausted and the underworld is not accepted, so he can only wander here."

   "It's a stone monkey again. It seems that the source can't be wrong." Taishang sighed.

   After sighing, Taishang turned around and wanted to leave, as if he felt something again, he turned and asked: "That stone monkey only killed this hunter here, and did not hurt other creatures?"

   The land master thought for a while and replied, "No."

   "It's better if you don't have it." After that, Taishang and the boy flew into the air and continued to the west.

  …

   The slanting moon and the three-star cave, in the moonlit corridor, Subhuti was startled and looked east.

   "What should come, finally came."