Journey to the West: the reincarnation of the white fox

There was light in Wukong's eyes, but then dimmed again.

He lit a cigarette and said, "Although there are different worlds, if you want to travel between them, you need to reach the speed of light, right?"

I said disapprovingly, "Aren't you a somersault for thousands of miles? How difficult is it to reach the speed of light?"

He shook his head, with a dazed expression, "A somersault of 1 miles is already the limit of my speed. Even if I only spend 30 second on this somersault, that is only 60 miles per second. And The speed of light is 6 kilometers per second, or 1 miles per second. So my fastest speed is only [-]/[-] of the speed of light."

The plan to travel through time and space to change the world was rejected, and I fell into silence just like him.

Originally, I wanted to comfort him, so I proposed this parallel world theory.I got this theory from reading science fiction, but I don't want it to be a completely unrealizable theory.If even a god like Wukong, who can ride somersault clouds, cannot surpass the speed of light, who else can surpass the speed of light?

I heard Wukong call softly twice: "Luyao, Luyao."

Then, the originally clear sky outside the office suddenly darkened.A few thunderbolts flashed, and the heavy rain poured down.

I knew it was a spell cast by Wukong. He was depressed, so he had to use rain to relieve it.

In the strong yearning for Ye Luyao, his eyes became foggy, and his body leaned deeply in the chair vigorously, staring out of the window.

I said goodbye to him softly and fled the sad office.

Outside, the rain suddenly stopped.

Maybe he didn't want me to be drenched by the rain he summoned.

I walked slowly towards the classroom, along the asphalt road that had just been laid.

I saw that the canopy was walking towards me calmly and unhurriedly.Two steps away from me, the canopy paused for a moment, then took down a book under his armpit, put it in his hand, and handed it to me.

"What is this?" I asked.

"Journey to the West." Canopy said, "Look at it, and you can understand the misery and desolation in Wukong's heart."

"You came here just to give me a copy of "Journey to the West"?"

"You know that Wukong is my senior brother, and the friendship between our senior brothers is also because of you."

"I?"

"Yes, when you were reincarnated as Chu Ruoling, you contributed to my brotherhood with Wukong."

"Don't try to get me into Chu Ruoling's memories," I shook my head and said, "I've had enough of Xie Bingying's and Ye Luyao's memories for a while. I just want to be me, Zhao Ying, a high school girl Zhao Ying. So, Please throw everything about Chu Ruoling into the trash."

Tianpeng didn't expect me to say that, he said in a deep voice, "Think about it, okay?"

"Don't think about it anymore, I hate Chu Ruoling and everything about Chu Ruoling." I turned my head and made a gesture of leaving.

"No!" he said loudly.I jumped up, he had never been so loud to me before, is he still that gentle and considerate canopy?

"Chu Ruoling is the best to me in your reincarnations. Moreover, there is a promise between us."

"What does it mean to have a promise? Could it be... Could it be that she..." I muttered, "What did she promise you?"

"She still loves Wukong."

Canopy's words let me breathe a sigh of relief.

"But she is very kind to me." Tianpeng's voice increased: "In the beginning, I was ordered by my master, Taishang Laojun, to lurk in the Jinjinjing team to sabotage. In other words, I was not To learn scriptures from the west, but to let the scriptures from the west fail. It was Chu Ruoling who changed me and made me feel at ease to be a scripture learner, and share life and death with Wukong and Sand Monk.”