[Journey to the West] Don't call me Wukong

I couldn't stop sobbing, I couldn't stop for some reason, and cried: "It's mine or not, I know I was wrong now, you go back, go back! How can we go together, go with Zhutou Laosha. Don't go to Xitian That’s fine, just go back to the Eastern Land, isn’t it possible that the world is so big that there is no room for it? Master, Master, I beg you, go back quickly!”

"Kong Kong, you know your mistake now, it's still too late." The bald man sighed, pushed my hand away, and said with a wry smile, "I've been waiting for you to say these words, but you only said them after entering Xiaoleiyin There must be something wrong with me, Kongkong, I need to think about it.”

"Master, what do you want, let's go out and think about it." I hurriedly got up and pulled him to go out, "Let's go, find Zhu Tou and Lao Sha, let's go back."

But the bald head suddenly turned cold, and he still didn't move even if I pulled him. He sighed softly, and pushed me away: "Kong Kong, you go out."

I was thrown to the ground violently by him, and when I looked up, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and his monk's robe was flying violently. For a moment, I thought he was going to ascend to immortality and fly away.

The next moment, the bald man really twirled a spell, his feet flew into the air, and floated towards the hall.

"Master!"

I scrambled to catch up and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Master, don't, don't go."

"Kongkong, don't cry. Although I have come this far this time, I haven't lost yet." The bald man smiled at me, flung the corner of his robe and shook me away, then he took a deep look at me, I don't even know how to go.

I sat on the ground and watched blankly as he entered the resplendent and resplendent hall. The door of the hall slammed shut behind him, not a single gleam of light could come out.

I got up and rushed over, but the door couldn't be pushed open. I sat on the ground exhausted, listening to what seemed to be the sound of fighting inside, and burst into tears.

"Are you soft-hearted?"

A golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the little boy with yellow eyebrows stood in front of him with a smile on his face.

I shook my head: "Why did you come out?"

"Your master was pressed under the golden cymbal by me. Without my formula, he couldn't get out."

The yellow eyebrows are very proud, the chin is slightly too high, and the face is full of smiles.

I sighed, stood up holding the door, and let out a long breath: "I should go."

Seeing me walking down the steps, Huangmei watched me with a smile and did not stop me.

"Where are you going?" He suddenly said, "Between heaven and earth, do you have a place to go?"

My footsteps paused, yes, do I have a place to go?

"I don't know where I come from, so where do I come and go?" I laughed at myself, and suddenly remembered what the bald man said before he left, "I am completely intact from the place I came from, and I am clean from the dust when I go out. The Buddha's heart is me. I am the Buddha. To destroy the Buddha is like destroying my own body.

"He has come and gone, but I don't even know who I am." I turned to look at Huang Mei, "The Buddha from the East sent you here, now that you have done your job well, you should get the right result. congratulations."

Huang Mei smiled lightly and shook his head: "You are wrong, these things are not my karma. I am just a passer-by on your westbound road. We should have passed by each other, but now karma is impermanent. If you have such a positive result, let me ask you , what is the positive result?"

I sneered: "You Zen principles, don't tell me. I just do what I want to do and say what I want to say."

I looked up at the closed palace door again, and finally left.

Before leaving, I asked Huangmei what would happen to the bald head.

Huang Mei didn't speak, but he kept smiling, which was too flamboyant and dazzling.

I felt nauseous from his laughter, and I didn't know when the golden cudgel was lifted up, and I knocked it down on that disgusting face.