The Monkey King

   was wounded himself, and he was still chasing it all the way from Huaguo Mountain to Nanzhanbuzhou.

   There was cold sweat on his forehead, and his whole body was shaking.

Nezha on the side looked terrified, and quickly asked in a low voice: "Or, take a rest and recover from the injury. Anyway, the beads are in your hands, sooner or later, whatever you want to know, in the end, you will be able to know. If something happens to you, I can't bear it."

  Qingxin slowly closed his eyes, shook his head wearily, and said, "Nezha, have you heard the name 'Queer'?"

   "Queer? The one from the Tusita Palace, or the other one?"

   "You know two?"

"En." Nezha nodded and said, "In addition to the one from the Tusita Palace, I also know that the previous life of the wind chime you mentioned earlier was a canary, also called a bird. On the eve of the war , Your Majesty once sent us to sneak into Huaguo Mountain to get her. That monkey didn't know her true identity until the moment when she was completely destroyed."

   Hearing this, Qing Xin was stunned.

   Under the moonlight, she opened her eyes wide. There was a bit of astonishment in the pale face.

   "The previous life of the wind chimes... is it called Queer?"

   The hand holding the bead trembled slightly.

   "A bird is a wind chime, a wind chime is a bird, a bird is a wind chime, and a wind chime is a bird..."

  Qing Xin kept meditating, her expression a little dazed.

  The monkey's joke-like promise to the canary came to mind, suddenly. She seemed to understand what was going on.

   The originally chaotic clues were intertwined, forming a gradually clear vein.

  The bird, the canary bird, the monkey in the Tusita Palace, the cause of the war more than 600 years ago. The soulless wind chimes, as well as the words of Lao Jun.

  When the monkey proposed that the condition for returning Vajra Zhuo must be the resurrection of the wind chimes, Laojun replied: "That's what you said."

   That look was so confident, as if the wind chimes had already been resurrected.

  Why are the two supreme powers in the world, choosing to accept this insignificant woman as a disciple at the same time, and doting so much?

  Why doesn't she get angry with Laojun?

  Why when asked about Laojun's wind chimes. Laojun want to avoid and not answer?

  Why is this precious bead clearly from Laojun's handwriting? Will it fall from the sky, just beside him?

   All the questions are connected, and all of a sudden, the answer is ready to come out.

   The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

   Gradually, the consciousness began to become a little blurry.

   I heard that Lao Jun was very kind to wind chimes. In the end, she chose to let the wind chimes fly away... Qing Xin didn't know how the wind chimes felt at that moment, but at this moment she...

   An inexplicable grief spread from my heart.

   That feeling, as if the dense fog that pervaded finally dissipated, and finally I saw the scenery I had been looking forward to, but I suddenly found that it was so cruel that people could not look directly.

   Everything in front of me gradually blurred.

   "Why...is it like this..."

   All power was pulled away at this moment, and the world was spinning.

   In a trance, she heard Nezha's scream, and saw Nezha rushing towards her in horror.

   The starry sky was the last picture she saw.

  …

   Above the clouds, the two old men frowned. look at each other.

   "Knowing this all of a sudden, the impact...seems a bit big?" Lao Jun sighed softly.

"What you should know, you must always know. There is no way to hide it. This is what we owe her. After all, we have been paying our debts all these years." After speaking, Subhuti pointed to Qingxin: "Since You must know. It's better to let her know in more detail, and it will also ease the knots you and I have had for many years. "

  …

  In the desert, Nezha hurriedly took out the medicinal pill and fed it into Qingxin's mouth, already sweating profusely.

   "You can't die, you mustn't die! How can I explain if you die!"

   In the confusion, a spiritual force descended from the sky silently and submerged into Qing Xin's eyebrows.

   In the hazy, Qing Xin had a long, long dream.

   She dreamed that she had become a bird, soaring carefree in the heaven and earth, until she met a strange monkey in the forest.

   It was an unlucky monkey, wild, strange, absurd, very belligerent, and even whimsically wanted to go out to sea to seek immortality.

   Doesn't he know that it is impossible for a monkey to travel across the world except by a miracle?

  Qingxin didn’t like this monkey, so she consciously told her that she should stay away from this monkey. But the body in the dream is not under her control. In the end, she followed this strange monkey on the road of seeking immortals.

  The raft was overturned by the wind and waves, and they drifted aimlessly at sea, waiting for death to come.

  One day, at her request, the monkey seemed to feel guilty and promised to marry her if he became an immortal.

When    said this, the monkey's face had a hint of a joke.

  The love of a monkey and a canary is so absurd no matter how you hear it. If you don't believe it, the monkey doesn't seem to take it seriously, because he agreed very reluctantly. However, the woman in the dream believed it foolishly.

   The next journey is very bitter, tiring, and hesitant. One monkey and one bird depend on each other and have come a long way.

   Qingxin understands that without monkeys, birds have no burden and can continue to fly freely between heaven and earth. But without the birds, the monkeys will be miserable and can only be reduced to a meal for wild animals. Along the way, the birds are actually taking care of the monkeys, trying their best to help him achieve that unreachable dream.

   She could see that the monkey felt more and more guilty, so much so that he repeated the promise again and again, and said it many, many times, making the bird very happy.

   Gradually, Qingxin really believed. Maybe the monkeys are also happy to believe it.

   However, before she became immortal, she "died". Died in the hands of a hunter, with no bones left.

   All this happened too suddenly, without any psychological preparation.

   When she saw the monkey kneeling in front of her broken bones and crying, the woman in the dream had lost all her senses.

   Yet this moment. Qing Xin and Monkey have completely believed, this is love. A ridiculous, but real love.

  Monkey said with red eyes, let the bird wait for him, and he will definitely come back to fulfill his promise.

   Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the tombstone engraved with "The Tomb of the Great Sage Qitian" looks like an IOU that can never be repaid.

  Monkey set foot on the westbound road alone.

   "This is a dream. I will wake up soon." Qing Xin reminded herself.

However. The dream didn't end there. In other words, this dream has just begun.

  After the monkey left, the golden giant Buddha took her soul and took her to the west, promising to resurrect her as long as she converted to Buddhism.

  A living being in the mortal world actually took advantage of the Buddha to give him a chance to be reborn. What an honor this is.

   However, the bird in the dream asked, "After I convert to Buddhism, can I still marry a monkey?"

   She only cares about this.

   "The bliss of the West, the four elements are all empty, and they do not touch the mundane world. Naturally, they cannot." The giant Buddha replied.

   "Then I won't convert." Bird said stubbornly: "I want to wait for the monkey to resurrect me. He promised me, and he will definitely do it."

  The giant Buddha stopped talking, just looked at her quietly.

  The bird raised its head proudly.

   At this moment, she firmly believes that her love will blossom and bear fruit.

for a long time. The giant Buddha asked, "Are you really, so sure?"

   "Monkeys won't lie to me."

   "In that case, let's go ask him together."

   With the soul of a bird, the Buddha flew over 100,000 miles.

When    came to the monkey, he was fast asleep, covered in scars, and seemed to be having a nightmare. The hand was pulling the vine, and the muscles were tensed.

   Even in the dream, he was still fighting the world non-stop, like a longbow with a hyun on it, taut and ready to break at any moment.

   Seeing this scene, I don’t know why, but Qing Xin suddenly felt a sense of grief.

  The giant Buddha stretched out his hand and penetrated the monkey's body, pulled out his "heart", and in front of the birds, disassembled and counted them one by one. Among them, there is guilt, attachment, perseverance, persistence, and commitment... but there is no love.

   At that moment, Qingxin seemed to hear the sound of the heart breaking little by little.

   Tears fell silently.

  The bird cried, and cried as sadly as never before.

"You lied to me!"

   "You saw this with your own eyes. How can the poor monk lie to you?"

   "It's fake! It's fake! Everything is fake! You lied to me!"

   Buddha watched her quietly, without saying a word.

   The bird cried heartbroken.

   She thought she was holding on to her love, but she didn't know that that love never existed.

She said to Buddha: "He doesn't love me, it must be because I am not good enough, it must be because I am just a canary... He said he likes fairies, I... If I can become the fairy he likes, if I can change Be the way he likes it, he'll...he'll keep his promise. Right?"

   She stared blankly at the Buddha, hoping to get an affirmative answer.

   However, the Buddha just stared at her and shook his head slowly.

   "He will definitely marry me! This is what he promised me! This is what he promised me! He won't lie to me... Certainly not..."

   "You are a wandering spirit, and taking refuge in my Buddha is your best and only way out. Rejection will only make you lose your soul."

   "Then I'd rather be lost..."

   Tears have flowed into rivers.

   Under the night, Canary stubbornly raised her head, looked directly at the Buddha, trembling slightly, with the only remaining ray of soul, she firmly defended the hope that did not exist in the first place, without flinching.

  No one knows what gave her such courage.

  …

  At this time, far away, the monkey was lying on the lawn and looking at the starry sky.

   In the silent night, except for the "crack" of the bonfire, only the white horse on the side hummed from time to time.

  108,000 miles... This is not the first time he has traveled. Eight hundred years ago, his heart was full of fear, he was afraid of everything in this world, and he had no time to look at the surrounding scenery. I just want to go to the Xieyue Samsung Cave as soon as possible.

   In that cold and dark night, those cannibalizing eyes and those piles of broken bones were his eternal nightmare.

   At that time, he had a very deep obsession. I dreamed of becoming the omnipotent Monkey King, resurrecting the bird, and fulfilling the promise. That seemed to be the sole purpose of his life. support all will. He didn't even have the courage to question whether it was love or not, because as long as that persistence loosened a little, he really, really didn't know if he still had the strength to move forward and continue westward.

However. When he really came to the end. But found nothing at the end.

   Looking at the stars in the sky, his mind was completely empty, and there was a sense of exhaustion.

  …

  In the dream, Qing Xin saw that he had been reincarnated as he wished, and bowed to the door of the Xie Yue Sanxing Cave. There is an amiable master, a brother who loves her, and everything seems to be so beautiful that people are enchanted.

there. She grew up carefree.

  The light and shadows flowed rapidly, and the monkey finally crossed the road of 18,000 miles, dragging his scarred body to the outside of the red door.

   He really succeeded, a monkey, biting his teeth and holding his breath, came across the whole world.

   However, he changed.

  In his eyes, Qingxin can no longer see those wild fantasies, some. Just **, that is an extreme desire for power. His hands were trembling slightly, like a wolf, ready to pounce on his prey desperately at any time.

   The world has forced him into a complete beast.

  Perhaps, and only such a beast, it is possible to walk such a long road to defend its own persistence.

  A span of ten years. After all, the two meet again, but unfortunately they have long since recognized each other.

   When I saw this scene, there was a kind of loneliness in my heart.

  Is this the gathering that the birds are looking forward to?

   After perseverance and care, the monkey finally entered the door of Xieyue Sanxingdong. In the dream, I cried with joy.

  When he stole books, she helped him cover up, and she was in a panic.

   When he was injured, she took care of him, crying with red eyes.

  From the day he appeared, everything in her revolved around him, and everything seemed to come so naturally, neither the monkey nor the reincarnated bird could feel the difference.

   Qingxin quietly watched this bizarre marriage.

   Days go by.

   He was going to Kunlun Mountain. In fact, she wanted to go with her, but she didn't dare to say it, so that she didn't show up on the day of seeing him off.

   Brushing scriptures, meditating, and practicing every day, she quietly waited for his return.

  I waited day by day and wrote letters every day, but in the end I only waited for the news that Monkey had bid farewell to the teacher.

  The staggered marriage lines are separated again.

Qingxin watched quietly, watched her leave Xieyue Sanxingdong, watched her meet Taishang Laojun, watched her walk 108,000 miles, and finally reached Huaguo Mountain with unparalleled courage , to pursue her ignorant love.

   That is the imprint that has been carried from the moment of birth, and it is also the obsession left over from the previous life.

   However, the monkey is no longer the original monkey, he is already the demon king, holding a powerful military force against the heaven. Beside him, there is another Yang Chan.

  When the monkey said that his first wife was a bird on the long mountain road, Qingxin could only laugh helplessly for some reason.

   She still watched silently, watching the monkeys rush forward for the belief that they held fast, fighting the Heavenly Army and the Demon Fighting King. Seeing the bird in the dream chasing after him desperately, but could not catch up with him no matter what.

   is a person from two worlds, maybe their encounter is a mistake.

  God is the official.

  When the self in the dream meets the fake bird, Qingxin can feel the hesitation in her heart. When the self in the dream knew that she was the real bird, Qing Xin could feel the despair in her heart. And when the three wedding invitations stirred up the Three Realms... Qing Xin couldn't tell whether it was a dream or his real memory.

   She just watched silently, watching herself like a moth to a flame, trying to put an end to everything in a special way.

   A string of wind chimes…

   She was helpless and wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh no matter what.

   In the last scene of the dream, Qing Xin saw Laojun, Subhuti, and Zhen Yuanzi working together in an unimaginable way to set up a magic circle in the place where her soul was scattered, to recover her scattered soul...

  The dream is over.

   She slowly opened her eyes and lay down, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head.

  The sky is already bright.

   "What's the matter with you? You scared me to death. I was in a coma and kept crying." Nezha's face appeared in front of her eyes.

   "Where am I?" Qing Xin looked around numbly.

   "This is Jinguangdong. You have been in a coma for three days. I can only bring you to Kunlun Mountain. Fortunately, the master said that you are just exhausted.

   Qingxin's lips moved slightly, she blinked her eyes away, and looked at the empty wall.

"can you talk?"

   "I...I'm fine."

   "You don't look like you're fine."

   "I...really fine."

  Real Taiyi passed by the window and glanced into the room through the window lattice.

   "Master, Qingxin is awake!"

  The Master Taiyi left without saying a word.

"Don't mind, my master has been in a bad mood recently. Hey, it's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine. You're going to have an accident, and I can't take this responsibility." After speaking, Nezha turned around and took a bowl who handed it over.

   Qingxin slowly closed his eyes and shook his head slightly.

   At this moment, her mind was like a mess. For a while, the gloomy Huaguo Mountain appeared, and for a while, a solitary grave on the hillside appeared, and for a while it turned into a prosperous Huaguo Mountain, covered in red and colorful everywhere...

  Nezha helplessly spread out his hands and put the bowl in his hand on the table.

   "There are all kinds of medicinal herbs in Jinguangdong. You can heal the wound first, and then I will accompany you to Huaguo Mountain."

   "No...don't go back."

   "Don't go back? Have you found what you were looking for?"

   Qingxin swallowed dryly and nodded slightly.

   "Then we can go back to Nantianmen?"

   Qingxin shook his head.

   "What does that mean? Are there other places to go? What exactly are you looking for?"

   After being silent for a long time, Qingxin opened his eyes slightly and said softly: "I...want to go to Huashan." (To be continued~^~)

  PS: I finally finished writing it, it's already six in the morning... This chapter is indeed very difficult to write, I hope everyone is satisfied. Maybe some people think I'm in the water, but you can think about what the whole plot would be without this chapter. Well, for the sake of staying up all night and coming out more~ Everyone vote for a monthly vote~