[Journey to the West] Trees fall

"Ta, tat..."

The horseshoes were approaching from the east, Wukong squinted his eyes half-closed, the corners of his mouth were flattened, and he raised his eyebrows: "Such a weak and weak monk can die from any disease and fever. Are you sure he can die?" Live to Lingshan?"

The old God Guanyin Bodhisattva was holding the bottle on the ground, smiling tepidly, and said in a warm voice, "That's why I need your escort."

Wukong raised his head, his eyes were dark golden, as if he could absorb all the light, "Oh?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva raised the bottle slightly, and said in a warm voice, "The Buddha seal on your head still needs to be uncovered by Tang Sanzang. He helps you regain your freedom. If you protect him all the way west, isn't it a win-win situation?"

Hearing this, Wukong lowered his head and smiled, his lazy voice seemed to be lying on the most comfortable couch instead of being pressed at the bottom of the mountain, and said: "But I am not in a hurry to go out, the Bodhisattva is too worried gone."

Guanyin Bodhisattva also laughed, and said in a chatty manner: "According to the calculation, you and that girl Sujiu haven't seen each other for 300 years. Why, you don't want to meet her?"

Wukong lowered his head, making it hard to see his expression, "I have survived for 300 years, so what if I endure it for a while?"

Speaking of this, Guanyin Bodhisattva also understands that today is different from the past, this Monkey is slippery, if he is not allowed some practical benefits, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with him.The other things are fine, it's just that the path of learning the scriptures is ninety-nine and eighty-one difficult, and every difficulty must be recorded in the fate book according to the scriptures of heaven, time and place.

"The moment you escort this Tang monk to obtain the Mahayana Dharma is the moment when you attain enlightenment and become a Buddha."

This jujube is extremely sweet when tossed.How can it not be exciting to avoid the pain of practicing meditation regardless of day and night, become a Buddha sitting on the ground, and ascend to the sky in one step?

If it was Wukong 500 years ago, he would have smiled and happily accepted this generous olive branch.

But the world has already changed, and Wukong has already changed.

Becoming a Buddha?Don't be kidding, the junior sister who put on the soft and fragrant fragrance didn't hug her, and ran to knock on the wooden fish and count the rosary beads?

Wukong raised his head and glanced at the sissy on the lotus seat. He didn't even need to comprehend the meaning of disdain, it was already beyond words.

Guanyin Bodhisattva clenched his hands, almost crushing the clean bottle, holding the corner of his mouth that was about to collapse, and said, "How are you doing?"

"Hey...staying here for 300 years, the mountain on the top is so heavy, and my mind is so heavy that I feel dizzy. It's a bit useless. I can't think of anything at this moment. Why don't we discuss it another day?"

Wukong raised his face and smiled very sincerely.

Talk to your sister.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva saw the figure riding a horse and reciting scriptures appeared in the east, took a deep breath, this time could not be delayed any longer.

"My Buddha is merciful. I think you have been punished here for 300 years. You have repented and rehabilitated. You are full of sincerity. It is better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Today, you will be released from the ban. When you escort Tang Xuanzang to get the scriptures, you will return. Freedom."

Wukong frowned, and said worriedly: "Although I said that, if people from the heavenly court come to me again to ask me about my crimes, how can I be good?" It’s not as good as before, alas, I don’t know how to resist the encirclement and suppression of the heavenly soldiers.” After a pause, he said flatly, “In my opinion, it’s better not to go out.”

The lotus pedestal seemed to tremble, but soon stabilized, as if the shaking just now was just an illusion, Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled more and more amiably, "You have meritorious service in escorting Sanzang, and the past grievances will naturally be wiped out, so don't mention the past again."

Wukong seemed to have heard the incredible good news, he smiled more sincerely, and said: "What the Bodhisattva means is that... neither party can use any reason to make things difficult for me anymore? Can you take it seriously? Sigh, you must be fooling me again..." There was a bit of loss in the words.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva only felt that no matter how good his self-cultivation was, it would be wiped out by the monkey head's brazen retreat. He lifted the willow branch weakly, drew a graceful arc in the air, and a golden deed appeared in the air middle.

Offering the Buddha's seal, Guanyin Bodhisattva firmly landed the vermilion seal on the deed, a golden light flashed, and the agreement was made.

At this moment, Wukong finally felt a bit of real joy, and put Qi Wen into the Five Zang Qiankun he had just refined, and looked at the monk who was getting closer and closer, with anticipation that it was about to be realized.

How long have you been trapped at the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain?

300 years, 130 days, [-] hours... Every moment, how to spend in loneliness and longing, Wukong seems to remember the pain every time he blinks, and it seems that these years It's that vague.

But now, climbing the mountain, chanting scriptures, and releasing seals seemed to be completed in an instant, so fast that he had no time to think.When I came back to my senses, I was relaxed and at ease, and I wished I could jump on somersaulting clouds and take a carefree circle in the nine heavens.

But soon, Wukong didn't care about the arrogance and excitement in his blood, he was stunned in place, covered in dirt and exhaustion, he forgot to breathe, and didn't dare to move.

Su Jiu felt that the earth was spinning, and in a blink of an eye, she was poured out of the clean bottle by Guanyin.

She wanted to come to pick up her senior brother, but Guanyin stepped in and caught her in the bottle. She jumped up and down, throwing out all the bad things she could think of, and was so angry that she wanted to beat someone up. As soon as the son was poured out, he was dizzy and took a long time to wake up.

Then, be silent.

He seems to have lost weight.

The clothes were dirty and torn, and looked like the last one she remembered.

The eyes are still so bright, so warm, just watching from a distance like this can make her calm down all her temper for no reason.

But why is he crying?shake what?

Su Jiu just felt that he was crying ugly, and was about to cover her mouth and smile, but felt the wetness of her hand.

What are you crying for?

Reunion after a long absence is obviously such a happy thing.

Every time the dream comes back, it can make her heart so sweet that sugar oozes out.

It's clearly something to be happy about.

Su Jiu didn't know where the overwhelming grievances in her heart came from. Tears fell one after another, her throat was choked, her eyes were red, her legs were so weak that she couldn't lift an inch, and she couldn't move a step that was so heavy.

The lingering eyes, the reassuring arms, can hold the whole of her arms... so close, so real, you can have it with one step.

But "close to the countryside" is timid.

She dare not.

His little girl has grown up.

His little girl has grown up.

His little girl has grown up.

Even though I have tried to piece together her growth appearance countless times in my mind with the indelible memory, guessing over and over again every fallen leaf she has stepped on, every scenery she has seen, and every day she has experienced.

With full speculation and fantasies, assuming still participated in all the moments of her life.

But looking at the girl whose eyes were red from crying, with snot and tears all over her face, Wukong really understood.

Can't make up for it.

This 300-year gap will become a regret that he will cherish forever, and a barb that goes deep into his heart. If he touches it, he will be bloody and bloody, and the pain will be worse than death.

I want to hold her in my arms, hug her tightly, want to wrap her tail tightly, lock her with my arms, want to integrate her into my flesh and blood, and embed her into my body, never to endure separation even in the blink of an eye.

But he dared not.

She is crying.

Cry so aggrieved.

Every tear falls on the heart, smashing the fragile heart into a sieve alive.

Without his company, what kind of sufferings had his little girl suffered during the 300 years that he could not see?

How could she be willing to let her suffer a little bit with such a charming personality?

It was a difficult reunion, no nagging greetings, no unfamiliar greetings, just two idiots with deep roots in love, looking at each other speechlessly, crying like a fool.

It was Su Jiu who stopped first.

Since I dragged you into this world of mortals, how could I be willing to let you suffer more for me?

"Brother."

Still soft but with a slightly hoarse voice, he yelled out two words that were too sweet to melt.

"Ok?"

Wukong responded, and was on the verge of tears again, and at the next moment, his heart beat like a drum, watching the person in front of him blink his mischievous eyes, open his arms, tears were still hanging on his cheeks, but he was smiling so beautifully.

"I can't walk anymore, I want to hug."