[Journey to the West] The Poor Monk Xuanzang

The remote mountain was lonely, with occasional birds and insects chirping. I sat cross-legged next to the campfire, stroking Sanbao's hair every now and then.

Sun Wukong has already cleaned himself up, and it seems that he has finally changed from a wild monkey to a domesticated one, which is very gratifying, but it is a pity that this bear monkey is too lively, jumping up and down, and after a while, he runs until his shadow is gone No more.

Just leave me alone and a little monkey in this ruined temple. I don't know when this ruined temple was built, and I don't know what gods it has worshiped. .

A figure flashed past the window, which made me stand up suddenly, forgetting the little monkey in my arms for a moment, and the three treasures rolled to the ground, looking at me aggrieved.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up and meet?" I ignored it and looked out the window coldly.

There was silence all around, except for the slight crackling of dry wood in the raging fire, and the howling of the mountain wind outside the window, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Sanbao climbed up my trouser legs, hid behind my neck and nestled there.After an unknown amount of time, a sudden gust of wind blew open the dilapidated temple gate.

The young man in black stood at the door and gave me a deep bow, which was quite polite: "I'm visiting late at night, I don't want to disturb the elder."

I waved my hand and poured him a cup of hot tea, and asked him to sit down.

The man didn't explain why he came here, and I wasn't in a hurry to ask him, I just chatted with him about the customs and customs of various places.

More interestingly, the man in black who visited in the middle of the night told me a story.

A story about a man and a woman.

He was just a hundred-year-old little dragon, just able to take shape, and very naughty, he sneaked out of the Dragon Palace by water and wandered around.

That Liangcheng is very prosperous, a street is full of human heads at a glance, there are sellers of groceries and jewelry, fortune tellers, calligraphy and painting sellers, there are tea houses, taverns, inns, workshops, and pawnshops on both sides of the street.

The woman is the female storyteller in the teahouse. Through the thick curtain, only a slender shadow can be seen. The woman's voice is extremely beautiful, and she speaks slowly, spreading out a long scroll in a low voice. Painted a variety of human world.

As a bumpkin who has lived underwater for hundreds of years, he is very curious and amazed by all this. The world is so big and has such colorful stories.

There is such a beautiful voice in this world, and he can't forget it day and night after hearing it just once.

There is such a unique... woman in this world.

Are you curious?Maybe it's envy?And just like it?Who can tell.

That day, when he was listening to it vigorously, he met a few hooligans who wanted to lift the curtain of the lady, and he beat him out. He turned around and heard the lady thank him. So far, the two of them have developed some friendship. .

Afterwards, he went to that teahouse every day, and the two gradually became acquainted, until one day, he deliberately dawdled until the guests dispersed, and threw it away with a mischievous smile on his face.

The woman didn't panic at all, she just calmly tidied up the things on the table, finally showed a helpless smile, and complained half-truthfully: "You naughty boy."

He has lived for more than a hundred years, yet he is like a half-grown child in front of her, his every move seems to be expected, and he is tightly controlled.

He was happy to enjoy this feeling of being pampered, and he knew in his heart that at least the woman didn't hate him. The two of them had gotten in touch with each other a lot, and they were both single.

However, a person's life is only a hundred years. For the Dragon Clan, although it cannot be said to be a flick of a finger, it is not longer than a long dream in the afternoon.

When the two were deeply in love, he suddenly became afraid, just like a naughty boy who only remembered the consequences after skipping class.

He has been away from the Dragon Palace for a long time and if he doesn't go back, he is afraid that he will be severely punished, and that woman, no matter how long she lives, will not live for a hundred years, so why should he spend energy on such a mortal person.

If this goes on like this, for a long time, he puts this woman in admiration, and this woman will eventually grow old day after day and eventually die of old age in front of his eyes, wouldn't it be that she will become his demon.

The day before, he vowed to grow old forever, but the next day he left without saying goodbye.All this is not a big deal in the eyes of this little dragon.

Who cares what's going on in an ant's head?He liked that woman well, but he never planned to give up his future for her.

He is the third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace, born with incomparable dignity. There are countless women in this world who would break their heads just to say a word to him. He coaxed this woman with such sweet words for three to five years, and it was like a gift. How can we let go without saying goodbye?

He really thought so at the time.

Besides, that woman waited for her lover every day, and she was more worried than panic. Such a man with a childlike brow, although he looked like an adult, he was no different from a child.

She is willing to believe that this person has a heart of a child, which is different from those grown men who are used to messing around and abandoning.

Woman, I always feel that the person I love is the best in the world. If he does something that seems wrong, he must have no choice but to do it.

As she thought about it, she asked around for the man's whereabouts.

Just like that one after another, she found some clues.

She saw the man she thought about day and night in the small town by the West Sea. He looked so high-spirited, as fierce as the summer sun, and he was even more elegant than when they were separated.

The woman walked for a long time, and finally found this man, her heart has not calmed down so far, but it beats more and more violently. She is cold by nature, and it is probably the only time in her life that she has used everything on this man desperately.

She stood by the roadside for a long time, subverting the suspicions in her mind one by one.

He seems to be having a good time, well, he just abandoned you and forgot about you.

In the end, she told herself, don't get too excited, we all need to have a calm conversation about that leaving without saying goodbye, about the two of them... love.

Love it or not, it's time to end all of this, she thought so, suppressed all the anxiety in her heart, and called the man by his name.

The man who was standing on the side of the street chatting happily with people suddenly turned his head, a gentle smile froze on his face.

Oh, it looks like it's time to end it all.

At this time, the woman was still calm. Seeing the smile on the man's face fade away like a tide, the remaining guilt and panic that could not be concealed, she only felt a big hole in her heart.

She suddenly felt aggrieved, and that grievance was not because of the days and nights she missed this person, not because of the thousands of miles she traveled to find this person, or even because of her sincerity that she had believed in this person and was betrayed.

Instead, she finally discovered that this man might not have loved her that much, or might have never loved her at all.She never felt that she would be desperate, but at this moment she seemed to have to.

She used all her strength to show a calm, gentle and restrained smile, and said in the same soft tone they used to talk under the tree countless times before: "Hey, I found you."

Before the end of this sentence landed, the man ran away, as if he saw some terrible monster.

She finally went crazy, and the last string of reason broke.

She forgot the restraint she had repeatedly warned herself before, and the restraint of being a woman, and she chased after him like crazy.

"Ao Lie! Stop for me!"

Countless passers-by turned their heads to watch the farce. The dusty woman was chasing a handsome man in fine clothes, asking questions hysterically.

She lost her shoes on the road, but she didn't have time to pick them up. She chased after her with her bare feet. One foot was cut with stones and blood flowed all the way. silhouette of man.

I want an explanation.

At least!Give me an explanation……

She repeated it so stubbornly in her heart, as if she could forget the fact that she was in such a mess.

Finally, she chased him to the beach, and saw the man turned into a white dragon and plunged into the waves, never to be seen again.

She clenched her lips, bit the blood in her mouth, and then jumped into the West Sea with a mortal body.

"And then?" I asked.

The man in black looked down at his cup, as if trying to see a flower in it.

"And then..."

Then Ao Lie watched the woman struggling in the water, waiting for the moment when she gave up, or...was drowned.

"How could he be willing?" Watching the person he loved drown alive.

"At that time, it was probably worth it." The man in black smiled at me, as if he was remembering something.

Unexpectedly, a large black fire suddenly burned on the surface of the water, and the woman struggled and gradually lost her human form and turned into a pitch-black dragon.

One dragon and one dragon fought together, which alarmed many aquariums. The dragon was so fierce that the black fire all over his body burned the white dragon to the ground, but after all, it was the territory of the Dragon King of the West Sea. The truth of bullying by evildoers.

Under the siege, the pitch-black dragon was quickly subdued, and the Third Prince Long watched coldly from the side, as if looking at someone who had nothing to do with him.

"This is an anecdote. There is such a thing as a mortal turning into a ghost?" It's almost unheard of.

"Then Ao Lie told the Dragon King that he concealed the previous cause and only said that the dragon was entangled with him. The Dragon King was furious, gouged out the eyes of the dragon, and pressed the evildoer in the Yingshou stream, suffering from the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart every day. .”

"Who knows that there is a young child in the belly of the ghost dragon."

"He watched the woman's belly grow day by day, wondering if he should take on the responsibility of a father."

"Until later."

"He finally made up his mind and let the woman out."

"The two love each other as before, as if all the grievances have gone with the wind."

I heard this silently, and only felt that something was not quite right.

"Later, the baby was born, a lovely girl doll, and then..."

"That woman." The man in black laughed lowly when he said this, although it was just a sound, it was really harsh, and it seemed to hide an indescribable sternness.

"That woman strangled our child to death right in front of my face."

"She took revenge on me like this, she actually took revenge on me like this!" The man suddenly laughed sternly, almost insane.

I looked at him with pity and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Master, do you think I'm guilty?" He stared straight at me, his eyes were frighteningly bright like a will-o'-the-wisp.

I clasped my hands together, narrowed my eyes slightly, and didn't intend to make any answer to this question.

But even so, I still couldn't escape the madness of the man in front of me. He grabbed my neck and said softly, "Does the mage know who that woman is?"

I frowned and reached out to break his hand.

"I'm afraid the mage won't remember what happened in my previous life." He rubbed my cheek with a low and ambiguous voice.

"..." Damn it!I remember clearly what happened in my previous life, you fucked up with the wrong person, you fucking pervert, let go! !