[Journey to the West] Tucao Emperor who was delayed by Buddhism

When the six-eared macaque stuffed the dagger into my hand, the excited light in his eyes was like a burning flame, and it was filled with warm light.

Like a child who is about to get a toy, he is looking forward to it and secretly rejoicing at the same time, and even winks at the people around him, for fear that others will spoil his surprise at the moment.

It was as if the me holding the knife was a carefully packaged gift, and he was waiting to unpack it, wanting to see what was hidden inside.

That kind of pure joy and anticipation can't help but make me shudder.

I threw the knife on the ground and said to him, "You know, right? I am Guanyin of the South China Sea. I want you to die in the blink of an eye. Why use such a pretentious knife?"

He replied to me: "Because you have always been a god for too long, and you have lost the heart of being a man. If you blink, I will die. What is the difference between me and those fly ash, lackeys, and sludge? I am looking forward to you With this knife, it doesn't take much effort, just poke it. But I died in a human form. I just want to see what kind of expression the Great Merciful Guanyin will show when watching me die Come."

"Is it compassion, or disdain? Or nothing, even if you do it yourself, there is still nothing. This is the most interesting."

He had already bled a lot, but his cultivation base was not shallow, and he would not die for a while depending on his cultivation base, but he became more energetic because of his excitement:

"But no matter what, isn't it the ending you want?"

what i want?

What the hell is he talking about?

Why does this monkey, whom I have seen only once, feel that it knows me so well, better than I know myself?

His attitude offended me and made me think of killing him—although I hate him, I have to admit that he is stronger than any of us, as if he is like a sharp knife that can cut through the hiding place of each of us, The places we try to bury that we don't want ourselves to find.

Seeing that I didn't answer, he asked me again: "Aren't you a god? Even if you kill me today, my soul will reincarnate again. What's the difference if I have one more or one less? Anyway, I can't change into what you want when I'm alive. After death, who knows if it is a good mold?"

I said, "I won't do it. You're not going to make me a murderer."

Liu Er said boredly: "I knew you were going to say that."

"But you gods, don't you all do this? When things come to an end, you put all living beings on a scale and weigh them. It's up to you what is more important. It's life or death. Why do you give yourself away now? Put it up too, are you not reconciled?"

He grabbed me again, and the blood on my hand stained my clothes again: "Isn't my death the same as your apprentice's death? Didn't we all become part of the order you wanted to maintain in the end?" ?”

The smile on his face stopped abruptly and disappeared without any sign:

"God always thought he had a better choice. But this time, there is no more."

"Nothing."

I looked at him, and at that moment I seemed to feel that he and Monkey King overlapped. The two monkeys looked exactly the same, had the same troubles, and the same weird temperament. They were all creatures from the lower world who wanted to break the order of the gods. Be good, one is bad.

But he is bad, no matter how bad he is, is he as bad as God?

The well-behaved one, we frightened him first, shut him up at the foot of the mountain to drive him crazy, and then treated him better and tricked him into learning scriptures. Anyway, he is very well-behaved, and he will remember a little bit of kindness for a lifetime and keep it in his heart Hold it carefully, keep it from the wind and rain, and sometimes show it off when you meet an opponent: My master is kind to me, he saves me; Guanyin Bodhisattva is also kind to me, helping me day and night I.

I, Sun Wukong, will never be alone again.

After a long time, he became a part of the big order, working for the tiger, doing things he hates, but he was very happy in his heart:

"I am willing to endure hardship to do things for my master."

"I am willing to die for doing things for Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"They're nice to me."

Are we nice to him?

Is he no longer an outlier?

The bad one is actually no smarter than the good one.The good one can also see clearly, but he is good, he wants to deceive himself and others, he plays a rogue, he does this to others, and he does the same to himself; but the bad one refuses, he is so bad, what he wants to do He just wants to go to the end, he will pretend to be hypocritical, try to figure out people's hearts, and then drive himself to a dead end, and also drive the gods to a dead end, saying to us:

It's so much fun to watch you guys like this!

Sun Wukong felt that the gods treated him badly, so he wanted to kick the gods away and be himself.

The six-eared macaque doesn't care at all, he thinks everyone is equal, he just wants to cause trouble, he just wants to mess up everything, he thinks it's fun, so he doesn't care if it's good or not.

Sometimes, some gods said: We maintain order and kill more creatures than they disrupt order.But things don’t work that way. Every time we kill some to maintain order, we are making the world a better place, but that’s not the case with those who disrupt order. They will make the world worse.

I think that makes sense, but it doesn't make sense either.

If I have time, I can still think about a lot of these nonsense. After all, I have lived for so long, and I have thought about these nonsense for a long time, but it is useless to think about these things. No matter how much I think about it, I can’t change a little bit. Current situation.

Seeing that I hadn't moved, the six-eared macaque took his knife, put it in my hand, put my fingers together, pointed it at himself, and asked, "You don't want to do it, do you want me to help you?"

I didn't move.

He let the clumsy knife close to his heart, and continued: "If you just need a little help, I can help you. You will be grateful to me in the future!"

I still don't move.

He stabbed the knife into my chest, and the blood splashed on my sleeve. He suddenly laughed out loud and said, "I'm so stupid. I'm already dead. How can you thank me for your kindness?"

He poked once, as if he didn't think it was enough, grabbed my hand, holding the knife, and poked again, once, again.

In the end, a big hole appeared in his chest, and blood gushed out crazily. He said: Look, you have avenged your apprentice now, and the situation you wanted has returned to before I appeared, and I can get what I want too. Generally speaking, I killed myself, and you didn't kill me or save me. Wouldn't everyone be happy?

Then he started laughing more cheerfully and asked me: If everything is good, why are you crying because of me?Buddha?

His smile finally disappeared, as if he had fallen asleep in silence, no different.

I don't know how to hate him when he's dead, and I'm not happy when he's alive. To be honest, I not only look down on him, but also hate him to the core. I don't care whether he lives or dies.

So why on earth should I feel bad about him?

I flicked the blood off my hand, it was a disgusting mess, I don't want it here again.

After he died, Sun Wukong said angrily: "This impostor is really shameless, he is holding on to the Bodhisattva before he dies, a bastard like him, it's a pity that one death is not enough, one hundred times and one thousand times is better." Woolen cloth."

The dragon girl said, "Bodhisattva, I'll bring you clean clothes. This man is a lunatic, don't let him lead you astray."

The black bear monster said: "I'm going to take away this madman's body and throw it away. It's really terrible. Why did he do this? Could it be that he committed suicide and pointed to the Bodhisattva to save him? You shouldn't have crossed him."

I didn't save him, I didn't kill him, no one thought I was wrong.

I should have breathed a sigh of relief.

However, I raised my eyes and found that Hui An had returned to the South China Sea at some point. He stood in a distance and looked at me in amazement. His eyes were wide open and he was far away from me, as if he didn't want to approach me or talk to me. .

As if seeing something terrible, he couldn't even hold the long stick in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

The dragon girl caught sight of him, and was startled when she saw his stunned look, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't misunderstand, then...that monkey was not killed by a Bodhisattva..."

Hui An didn't even look at her, she just opened her eyes wide and looked at me in despair.

The Dragon Girl tried to explain to him: "You didn't read everything, it was this lunatic who came to the South China Sea and forced the Bodhisattva to kill him..."

Hui An suddenly said in a cold voice: "I've seen it all. I've seen it all."

As he said that, he looked around, his cold eyes finally fell on me, and he said word by word: "I see everything better than all of you."

Stained with blood, I stood up and called him, "Hui An, don't be kidding me, come here first..."

But he took a step back, as if he didn't know me, shook his head, and asked me, "Why didn't you do anything?"

I asked him back, "What do you want me to do?"

Hui An retreated further and further away from me: "Kill him, or save him, or choose not to kill him. In short, do something."

His voice lowered, as if he was whispering, if I hadn't had excellent hearing, I could hardly hear his voice: "No, no, no, don't do anything!"

He asked me, "Why are you always like this? Why are you always doing nothing? Why don't you even tell me what you're thinking?"

I said, "What did I think I didn't tell you?"

Hui An roared violently: "You don't have anything to say to me!"

At first he wanted to distance himself from me, yelled at me, yelled at me, and lost his temper at me. After yelling for a while, he suddenly stopped, his head drooped, his eyes weakened, and he looked at me timidly. As if he wanted to come over but didn't dare, he just looked at me like a child, cautiously and expectantly.

His voice suddenly dropped, he was no longer as confident as before, and he called me softly: "...Master?"

It seems that when I was hungry when I was a child, I asked for something to eat.

He said, "You were always so, so nice to me that I forgot to ask you."

He looked at me, then looked down at himself, at Monkey King, then at the six-eared macaque on the ground dragged out by the black fur monster, and finally asked timidly:

"Are you and them the same?"

The author has something to say:

I have an exam in hot weather these days, and I sleep on the ground every day thinking it can cool me down, but the ground temperature is higher than my body temperature, so I have not slept more than three hours a day for two whole weeks, and now the whole person is in one In this strange high, I feel like I can run naked | and save the world.

Thank you to the few readers who remembered my hatred in the small book, and came to other articles to remind me to express my mother by the way, it’s okay, I still love you :)

I don't know how many days I can update in a row. After all, there is an English professional course exam this month, but I can't sleep anyway. I think I can review and update again. After all, I am the one who wants to save the world, crab .