[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

As for Tang Sanzang, the situation is much more complicated.

Last night he carried Sun Wukong back to his room gloomyly, but unexpectedly he was pulled back by Li Xuanqing with a stinky face as soon as he went out.

It was the first time he saw the emperor who had always been gentle and kind, glaring and glaring, and his heart sank for a moment, and his original vague guess became a little more certain.

Li Xuanqing probably knew something when he saw Sun Wukong's appearance, he grabbed Tang Sanzang by the collar and gritted his teeth to question him.

But Tang Sanzang pulled away the man's hand and smiled faintly, "I knew you were not him."

"What did you say?" Li Xuanqing stared at him with red eyes.

"I said you are not His Majesty."

"Presumptuous!" Li Xuanqing tossed his sleeves, his face seemed to show off his anger.Tang Sanzang turned sideways, dodged the sharp long sleeves, and shook his head with a fearless face.

"You shouldn't pretend to be him. I have stayed with His Majesty for more than ten years and know him well. And you..."

He paused, staring at the man's tense face and chuckling softly.

"You have too many flaws."

Hearing this, Li Xuanqing's chest rose and fell like waves.He withdrew his hand, "Oh?" He smiled instead of anger, with a smile in his eyes. "What flaw?"

Tang Sanzang stood with his hands behind his back, silent for a long time.

"He's never been...so close to me like you are."

I don't know when, His Highness became His Majesty, and the prince became Emperor.The distance between the two of them receded from brother to friend and then to monarch and subject, and the distance between them became farther and farther, and the distance between the two hearts.Although Li Xuanqing treated him gently and politely, he was no longer the young man who jumped to save him ashore.Tang Sanzang saw clearly and understood.That is the vigilance of an emperor, but also the authority of an emperor.

And the person in front of him, since he appeared, has been getting close to and teasing him repeatedly intentionally or unintentionally, every time it provokes Monkey King's blond hair to gnash his teeth, not knowing what An's thoughts are.

"Really?" Li Xuanqing took a few steps in circles on the spot, clapping his hands continuously, with a half-sarcasm and half-joyful expression on his face, he raised the corners of his lips and stared at Tang Sanzang every word, "Yes, I am indeed not Your little emperor."

If it was really the emperor of a country, why would he stay outside and never return?Government affairs are not child's play, and a country cannot be without a king for a day.Even if there are thousands of reasons, for the emperor who takes on the heavy responsibility of the mountain, the universe and society should always be placed above his own safety.

Tang Sanzang sounded the alarm in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged and he showed no fear.

"Then what do you want to pretend to be His Majesty?"

As soon as Tang Sanzang said these words, unexpectedly, a ball of red air rushed towards his face, like mist and smoke, thick and rich, churning and completely surrounded him, forming hard cocoons one by one. The turbidity seen.

And the man stood far away, with a gritted expression as if he was about to stare a hole out of him.

"What to do? Hehehehahahahahaha! First, the old Buddha used Wuzhishan to imprison him for 500 years, and then you, a bald donkey, imprisoned him by his side with a curse. All of you have malicious intentions and uneasy intentions. You said I would What are you doing?" His eyes were ruthless, full of redness, his voice was like thunder, and waves of anger rolled, "Naturally let the Great Sage see your true colors, part ways and never follow you, a stinky monk, to learn from you!!!"

But Sun Wukong traveled all the way to the dry pine stream through the flowing clouds and the long wind. From a distance, he could only see red leaves in the deep forest, tall and thin mangosteen, cold wind and the sound of plum blossoms.

Monkey King leaped to the steep mountain rock, and saw the Linjian Cave where they stayed overnight.And in that valley, there was a red cloud billowing with mist, soaring upwards into the sky, where the anger gathered.He gritted his teeth, clenched the golden cudgel tightly with five fingers, stepped on the dead leaves and approached step by step, ignoring the clicking sound with his ears, and only stared straight ahead.

At the place where Li Xuanqing was bound that day, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back, and a familiar figure was hanging on the top of the tree with calm eyes.

Sun Wukong widened his eyes and took a breath, before he had time to think about his figure, he rushed forward like lightning, but unexpectedly, the man with his back turned raised his hand and spun a fireball, which exploded and blocked his way.

Sun Wukong floated in the air and stared at that person, and said in a deep voice, "Which monster are you, pretending to be Li Xuanqing and robbing my master for what?"

Hearing this, the man chuckled lightly, the forest was gloomy but the voice sounded like fragile stones splashing jade.When he turned around, it was the elegant and wanton young man, dressed in fresh clothes and untidy.The face is three-point white like powder, and the lips are as beautiful as painted vermilion.The eyes are bright and the electricity is flickering, and the eyebrows are divided into crescent moons like knives.The silver gun is fierce and powerful, and the battle skirt is skillfully embroidered with dragons and phoenixes.

Sun Wukong's heart trembled, and he heard the person report his name, "I am the Holy Infant King Honghaier, I have practiced in the Huoyan Mountain for 300 years, and I have practiced samadhi and real fire. I am the master of the three thousand little demons in this world! He stared straight at Sun Wukong, his eyes fluttering unbearably, and every step he approached, he cupped his fists at him and saluted him.

"I have been waiting for the Great Sage for a long time!"

Sun Wukong didn't know what kind of tricks the red boy was playing. He looked up at Tang Sanzang whose collar was hanging from a branch of a tree. He was a little relieved that there were no blood stains on his body.

He blinked at Tang Sanzang to convey the message, don't you know some spells, why did you let that monster catch you!

Tang Sanzang gave him a warm smile calmly and calmly.

The law does not arise alone, only the environment can survive.The way is not empty, if you meet the fate, you should.

Everything is karma and predestined.He doesn't have to stop.

Seeing that Tang Sanzang was tied up and still flirting with Sun Wukong leisurely, Hong Boy couldn't help raising his eyebrows and angrily. He yelled at Tang Sanzang, "What are you looking at, and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

He is an arrogant and surly young man with a hot temper.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong had a contest in his heart. If this red boy came here for immortality, he would have already sharpened his knife to the monk by now, so why wait for him to come?

With a calm expression on his face, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "You said you've been waiting for me for a long time, what are you going to do?"

The red boy looked at Sun Wukong expectantly, and his voice trembled slightly, "The three thousand demons and I are willing to serve the great sage, go through fire and water, kill the heavens, break the palace of hell, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, To overthrow the Jade Emperor and surrender to the Tathagata, once you are ordered to do so, you will die!"

His voice was agitated, and he held the red-tasseled gun very tightly in his hand. When he spoke with deep meaning, there was a chilly wind, the leaves rustled, and the dust and gravel rolled away.

Sun Wukong's eardrums trembled and tightened, and his heart turned into a wave, causing thousands of ripples.

How long... has no one spoken to him like this?

For 500 years, he was imprisoned by Wuzhi Mountain and was alone without seeing the sun. His sharp will, which was vigorous and high-spirited at the beginning, was also worn away inch by inch, until he learned to compromise, learned to resign himself to fate... and learned to work for his former enemies.

Sun Wukong's throat was astringent, and he couldn't speak.

The red boy seemed to be afraid that he would not believe him, and his eyes widened eagerly, "Great Sage, what I said is true! There is a reason why you were angry by pretending to be Li Xuanqing at first, and those little monsters have already spread the word." Let me say that this stinky monk used a magic spell to hold you on the road to learn Buddhist scriptures, and he even thought that someone else would use you as a substitute. How can I bear this? You are the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. You, the ten generations of Yan Jun played for you, the gods of the five roads arranged for your descendants, the five divisions of the three realms, and the princes of the ten directions, all know your name as the great sage equal to the heavens!..." He became more and more excited as he spoke, and it turned out to be With sobs and hot tears welling up in my throat, "You are still my dream... My father told me since I was a child that his brother, the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong, was an invincible and invincible hero. Smash the Hall of Yama to mark the book of life and death, fearless the heavenly rules and Buddhist precepts, fearless the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly General Arhat King Kong, melting stones into armor, wearing flames into robes, phoenix wings and purple crown, wanton and unruly!"

He said, biting his lips and raising his head to look back with hot tears, "But, why didn't you see Monkey King again? I asked Mother, and Mother said you were dead. I asked Jin Chi, and Jin Chi also said you were dead." Yes, I asked the land, and the land also said that you were dead. I asked a person, and they all said that you were dead. My dream is dead!"

Sun Wukong clenched his fists, his figure trembling a little.But seeing the red boy turned around, his eyes were red with sorrow.

"Those who are obedient to others, those who bully the weak and fear the strong, those who work for the tiger, and those who are dignified, all say that you are dead. I don't believe it. You are not afraid of the real fire of samadhi, you are not afraid of slander, you are not afraid of the prejudice of the world, and you are not afraid of the suppression of the heavens. How could the number one demon die?! I asked my father, but he never told me."

That is no longer a myth, but a fairy tale for children.Carrying the admiration and hope of a weak and naive child, carrying the dream that is as light as a feather but heavier than the five mountains.

The red boy swallowed quietly, with a sad voice, like a mighty wind blowing from an extremely cold and far away place, blowing over the hibiscus, blowing over the weak water, the biting coolness rushed from the skin into the veins of the flesh and blood, and the blowing was painful.

"It was only later that he told me that the Monkey King is not dead, but just asleep." The red boy paused, his smile faltering, "He just had a very, very long dream, which lasted for 500 years. year's dream."

When he wakes up from his dream, stretching his waist will shatter the Five Elements Mountain, yawning will shatter the world, opening his eyes will wipe out all the hypocrisy of the floating world, sneering and pulling out his ears with a golden cudgel will defeat the Heavenly Soldiers .

At that time, he was still thinking, maybe this great hero who soars through the clouds and rides the fog and rides the electric galloping wind will raise his arms to revitalize the monster clan, and come to his father to fight wine and fight with him, or maybe, maybe...

He would even touch his head and look into his eyes, saying - "It's really like the old grandson in the past."

Hong Hai'er's clenched fists gradually loosened, and his eyes dimmed like starlight.No one spoke for a while, only the ubiquitous long wind blowing over the dead leaves, floating and dissipating for thousands of miles.

But what can Sun Wukong say?

Why is he now working for the Buddha world and the heavenly world?Why did he kill monsters as a monster?Said why he couldn't forget why he couldn't let go and was willing to be bound by that person's side?

What Tang Sanzang broke for him was a precept, but what he let go for that person... was a "Monkey King".

500 years ago, the Monkey King who rebelled against the world and roamed freely in the sky.

From the very beginning, it wasn't that heavy mountain that held down the monkey.But a very light, very light paper.

That piece of paper was filled with his obsessions.

Tang Sanzang on the tree looked at him from afar, his eyes were floating and sinking.Except for storytelling and commentary on that person's glorious past, he never had the slightest understanding of the fairy tale.Even if he was Bodhi, in that person's 700 years of mighty life, it was just a moment, too hasty.

And the Great Sage Equaling Heaven that Hong Boy was talking about, and the person he knows now are like two different phantoms on different paths.

【—Do you believe it or not that I will let the sentient beings of the six realms, the world of ten directions, be buried with you? ! 】

Tang San hid his mind, and suddenly felt that the unrivaled hero in his mouth seemed to be familiar with his predecessors.

only……

He turned to look at Monkey King under the dead branch, and shook his head for a while.

No matter who it was in the past, this person is just right now.

"Is your father... the Bull Demon King?"

Sun Wukong's face was tense and his voice trembled.

Hong Haier nodded, his eyes were shining brightly, "I knew that you still remember him, Great Sage!"

Back then, he became seven brothers with Jiao Demon King, Peng Demon King, Lion Camel King, Macaque King, Yu Tamarin King, and Bull Demon King. Say big brother, the relationship between the two is the best among these brothers.

Unexpectedly, this brother would still remember him after all.

Sun Wukong shook his head, feeling mixed feelings of grief and joy.

Seeing his expression moved, the red boy thought that the great sage was finally tempted, suppressed the last tears from his eyes, held his hand and asked eagerly, "Did the great sage promise that I will not learn from this monk anymore, and be a part of our life?" The Lord of the Demons, the King of the Demon Realm?"

At this time, before Sun Wukong could answer, Tang Sanzang, who was hanging on the treetop, turned over and jumped down, his sleeves fluttering and his expression unchanged.

Red Boy's eyes were wide open as if he was facing an enemy, but Tang Sanzang brushed off the dust on his clothes and shook his head.

"He can't go with you."

"why?"

Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong, and the two of them looked at each other from a distance, with meaning in their eyes.

"Because he's not a monster. He can't be the king of your demon world."

"Who said that?" Red Boy puffed up his cheeks angrily, "No one in the world knows that the Great Sage is a monster, but he has only been a fairy for a few years. Do you really regard him as a fairy?!"

Tang Sanzang shook his head, "Since he agreed to go on the road with me to learn scriptures, he has been a disciple protected by Buddhism."

Red Boy sneered at this, and stared at Tang Sanzang with a cold look in his eyes, "Which Buddhist disciple would break the precept of killing, sex, and meat? Tang Sanzang, it's fine if you lie to the world, do you really think I'm a three-year-old child?! "

He turned around, with the silver gun in his hand fiercely, "Great Sage, the monsters in the world are being oppressed, and the gods and Buddhists are all pious, with human faces and animal hearts, why bother to run dogs for them anymore? The clean energy in this world is energy, so what about the turbid energy?" It’s not Qi? It’s all Qi, but what’s the difference!” He raised the gun, and the mountain roared and the sea roared, and the sound shook the sky, “Great Sage, come with me, I will swear to the death with three thousand monsters I will be loyal to you, and I will follow behind me, slay gods, kill Buddhas, and wipe everything away!"

Sun Wukong stared, his heart sank.

Do you want to be the hero who is casual and reckless and will be broken when you break it?Or do you want to be a monk who has traveled thousands of miles and gone through wind and rain?

Be him 500 years ago, or be him 500 years from now?

He looked at Tang Sanzang, his lips moved, "I..."

He hadn't given the final answer yet, but at this moment something happened suddenly, and a golden light of auspiciousness that broke through the clouds was shone in the sky, completely overturning all the complicated thoughts, so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes anymore.

"Bold red boy, you have done wrong and harmed the world at a young age, and now you dare to deceive the two of them, master and apprentice, to embark on an evil path, are you guilty?!"