The Monkey King

A marriage that spanned eight hundred years, and a recognition after more than six hundred years of separation, ended up being carried away gently by just a few words.

This is something Qingxin never thought of.

In the sky, the monkey's figure moved away little by little, mixed with the afterglow of the setting sun, gradually blurred, and blended into the background of the sky. It felt like a dream.

Qingxin still hung in place, staring blankly. She couldn't help but want to laugh, but her eyes were already filled with tears.

Words can no longer describe her mood at this moment.

Happiness came so suddenly that she was not mentally prepared at all and could only be led by the monkey...

Yes, isn't it always like this?

Eight hundred years have passed, whether it is the birds, the wind chimes, or even the pure heart today.

When Monkey decided to go to sea to find immortals, she was unwilling but unable to refuse, so in the end she had no choice but to be tied to a chariot by Monkey.

When Monkey decided to fight against Heaven, she was afraid, but also unable to refuse. She could only watch silently, helpless.

When Laojun told her the truth, she didn't want to die, but...

She always compromises again and again, without any bottom line.

Because this monkey, even the weakest wind chime, will have the courage to disobey the teacher's orders, and will also have the courage to step into the Tushita Palace with a dagger at his throat and make a deal with his own life.

Because this monkey, even the strongest and coldest Qing Xin, will in that moment of trance change the words of admonishing the other party not to go west again into one sentence: "I want to... go west with you."

This is like an endless curse. No matter what happens, as long as this monkey is involved, her only choice is to surrender, give in, and compromise.

"A marriage... where there are no flowers on the moon tree and no love in the heart?"

Qingxin pursed her lips and smiled helplessly, her eyes dim with tears.

In this life, I originally wanted to be completely liberated, but in the end... I had just those few words. Does she really still have the determination to escape?

Slowly turning around, she flew towards the southwest.

…

Falling far beyond the ruins of the capital city, the monkey walked towards the lonely city gate with heavy steps. The hand holding the golden cudgel tightened again and again.

A pile of broken tiles.

All around were people in urgent need of medical treatment. Everyone's face had lost its expression, as if they had been deprived of their souls.

At this moment, he no longer had the heart to feel this.

The anger had completely dissipated, replaced by a feeling of powerlessness. An anxiety. Likewise, it's like losing one's soul.

My mind is filled with the figures of birds, wind chimes, Qingxin, Yang Chan in Huashan, and the last words Tathagata said to him...

On both sides of the road, corpses were dug out of the rubble and placed on the roadside.

Seeing the monkey coming from outside the city, the busy men and soldiers stopped and stared at the monkey quietly. His eyes were as calm as water. The enthusiasm just now is no longer there...it should be more of a question. It's just that no one said it.

An old woman hurried over, knelt down in front of the monkey, and cried: "Old woman, please beg the Monkey Immortal! My husband is buried under there, please save him! No matter how late... no matter how late, he may die." Already..."

As he spoke, he was already crying so hard that he couldn't breathe.

The monkey turned his face slightly and looked in the direction pointed by the old woman.

It was a collapsed house, and the monkey could clearly feel two people pressing under the rubble. Unfortunately, they were both dead.

There was just a slight hesitation. He silently walked around the old woman and continued walking forward.

Behind him, the old woman's cries became more and more harsh. The distrust in the eyes of the people watching around him. It seems to have deepened a lot.

Just when the monkey saw the Lecture Square from a distance, the black bear spirit hurried towards him.

"Great Sage! How is the matter?"

The monkey raised his head slightly and glanced at him.

At this glance, the black bear spirit was immediately stunned. For a moment, both of them were stunned.

After a while, the monkey said softly: "I have agreed to let them live. After a while... soon, they should have someone coming to save the people. After all, they don't want too many people to die. Too many... ...It’s also troublesome.”

As he said that, the monkey lowered his head, walked around the black bear spirit with the golden hoop, and continued walking towards the square.

The black bear spirit was completely confused. He didn't know what was going on for a while, so he could only look back at the monkey's back blankly.

Xuanzang rolled up his cassock and held Buddhist beads while walking among the corpses on the ground. Buddhist scriptures were spread out in front of each corpse and recited devoutly. At this moment, he was covered in filth.

As if to avoid Xuanzang, the monkey did not go to the center of the square, but changed its direction and went around the corner, bowed its back, and sat down. That figure looked like a gangster living on the street.

In the night, countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.

"Isn't that Monkey Immortal... very powerful? Why doesn't he help save people?"

"Strong?" Someone snorted coldly and said, "I think it's just pretentious. What to say...forget it, let's not mention it. Isn't the matter in front of us enough to teach us a lesson?"

Everyone is working hard to save people, but everyone is quietly watching the monkeys and Xuanzang who keeps reciting the useless scriptures. Discussing quietly.

In a short period of time, a countercurrent has quietly formed.

Tianpeng trudged over with a nine-tooth rake, and said to the monkey with some confusion: "What happened? Did you lose?"

"Won."

"Then... why don't you save people? Here..."

"I..." Before Tianpeng could finish speaking, Monkey had already opened his mouth slightly, but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat and he paused.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Monkey finally swallowed and whispered: "I'm a little confused. Someone will come to save me soon, so we won't be needed."

While he was talking, countless flashes of light were approaching in the sky, and hundreds of monks fell from the sky. Without saying a word, one by one joined the rescue of the victims.

For a moment, everyone was at a loss.

Looking at the large number of Kunlun Mountain monks who suddenly appeared around him, Tianpeng smiled helplessly and sat down side by side with the monkey.

"What happened?"

"Last time..." the monkey said hesitantly: "The thing we guessed last time really came true. The pure heart is the wind chime and the bird..."

"Isn't that worth having fun?"

Monkey turned his face and glanced at the canopy, lowered his head and smiled: "I don't know either. I just told her that I would go find her after winning."

"Then what?"

"She didn't say no."

"Why do you think she would refuse?"

Tianpeng asked this. The monkey was suddenly speechless, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the canopy in astonishment. For a long time, he didn't say a word. He just lowered his head slightly and continued to sit dejectedly.

He didn't know how to explain to Tianpeng what Tathagata said to him at the end: "That night, you had just experienced a catastrophe, and you were sleeping soundly. The poor monk brought her soul with her. It came to you. Next to you, in front of her, your heart is cut open. There is debt, guilt, attachment, and commitment... but there is only no love. Do you know how sadly she cried at that moment? "

It was a thorn in his heart, a thorn that hurt whenever he touched it, but he had to face it.

A breeze blew gently, swaying the torches in the hands of pedestrians around, bringing up a burst of sand and dust, making the rubble everywhere make a tinkling sound.

The Macaque King, who was still seriously injured, limped out from an unknown corner. I found a corner and squatted down, staring at the sky boredly.

In the distance, people who were buried were being rescued one after another, and more monks were still coming, bringing elixirs for healing, as well as countless food and other supplies.

With the help of this large number of monks, rescuing these suffering civilians is naturally a piece of cake. As if they were infected, the people who were originally very afraid of these Taoist monks suddenly changed their attitude towards the monks. Enthusiastic. In almost every corner, people could be seen kowtowing and thanking these monks. Hot tea and hot soup, which were rare after the disaster, were also delivered to the monks one after another.

For a while. The atmosphere was actually very harmonious. Many people actually took this opportunity to chat with these flying monks, and many people hoped to become the disciples of Kunlun Mountain.

Xuanzang was unmoved by everything that was happening around him, but Tianpeng, who had been silently paying attention, could not help but frown.

"You won't take care of it?"

"Ah?" Monkey suddenly raised his head and looked at the canopy, with an expression as if he had just woken up from a dream. Tianpeng was a little confused when he saw it.

Helpless, Tianpeng could only sigh deeply and said: "What happened?"

The monkey blinked blankly. His expression seemed to be in a trance again. He crossed his arms tightly and curled up into a ball as if he wanted to bury himself deeply.

This scene left Tian Peng speechless. He had never seen such a monkey.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and said, "On our journey to the west, you and Master Xuanzang are both indispensable. What happened to you?"

The monkey closed his eyes tightly and sighed softly: "A person is coming..."

"who?"

"A person who should not exist in this world, who is exactly like me. In terms of cultivation, he should be the same as me. He is... the soul I lost during the catastrophe."

Hearing this, Tianpeng was suddenly shocked.

"Although this is annoying, but... the worst case scenario is a beating. As long as he is not as selfless as Tathagata, I am not afraid of anyone. It's just..." The monkey blinked and looked at the dim firelight in the distance, opened his mouth slightly, and bit himself. wrist.

After a long time, he said in a voice like a mosquito: "Qing Xin... Qing Xin is both a sparrow and a wind chime..."

"I know, what next?"

"I won the battle and must pick her up..."

"She didn't say no, what's the problem?"

"But I still have to pick up Yang Chan, and I can't leave her behind either."

Tianpeng was immediately furious: "Let's pick it up together. Is there any problem?"

"If it were you, what would you do?" Raising his head, the monkey looked at the canopy and repeated slowly: "If it were you, what would you do?"

Hearing this, Tianpeng was stunned.

The monkey covered his face and sighed slowly: "'Love' that can be cut into two parts... is a joke. Whether it is for yourself or others." (~^~)