The white bone spirit had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't find anything about it, so he had to give it up with the monkey. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing them nodding, Su Bodhi took out two sachets from his cuffs and handed them to the two demons respectively: "When you get under the Dongsang orange tree, open the bag again, and there are a few words I have for you." ”

The white bone spirit took the bag and muttered silently, the monkey held the golden rope bag tightly in his right hand, raised his eyes and said, "How do you feel that there are some gods chattering, Master, are you hiding something from us?"

In the face of the monkey's inquiry, Su Bo unexpectedly did not veto, but said, "After you arrive in Dongsang, you will all know." ”

The monkey was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer, and opened his mouth and said, "Is there anything that the master can't say directly? ”

"Some things can't be said in advance, and if they are said in advance, they are not beautiful. Su Bodhi shook his head and turned into Changhong and left, leaving behind two goblins who looked at each other.

Looking at the direction he left, the monkey took a deep breath, turned his eyes and said, "Guess what's hidden in this?"

"What happened suddenly, without any prediction, without any basis for judgment, there is no way to guess at all. The White Bone Spirit raised the bag in his hand and said in a deep voice, "The only way to solve the doubt is to open this bag now and see what words are inside." ”

"Didn't the master say that you can't open the bag until you get under the Dongsang orange tree?" said the monkey tangled.

"Don't care about these details, sooner or later you'll know anyway, sooner, later, it doesn't matter. As he spoke, the white bone spirit was about to pull open the golden rope on the bag, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't pull it open at all, and it was as solid as King Kong.

The monkey chuckled and said, "It seems that the master has long expected you to do this, and put a ban on it in advance. ”

The white bone spirit waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, let's hurry up and get there, and then open this bag." However, before going, you still have to return the lightning shuttle to Mingyue. ”

In the middle of the night, she found the bright moon in front of the Bodhi Cave, and personally handed the lightning shuttle into her hands.

In front of the Bodhi Cave, Mingyue held the lightning shuttle tightly with both hands, looking at the background of their departure in a daze, looking lonely and silent for a long time.

Silently, Su Bo proposed to appear beside her, reached out and stroked her little head, and said comfortingly: "There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, and the ten-year period has expired, and it is time for them to go down the mountain." ”

"But Patriarch, why do you want to use this method? Make it clear, isn't it good to let them leave with peace of mind?" Mingyue raised her eyes, her face full of sadness.

She is a white bone uncle who really likes a treasure chest of food, and Uncle Wukong, who has a frank and straightforward personality, and the parting without saying goodbye makes her quite sentimental in her heart.

"Saying goodbye in person seems too sour. Su Bodhi looked outside the Sanxing Cave and said calmly: "Originally, I wanted to find a reason, find fault with Wukong, say some cruel words, and drive them down the mountain. Later, I thought about it again, this method is too cold, and there may not be any problems with the white bones, but it will definitely break Wukong's heart. Therefore, let them leave peacefully like this. ”

Fourteen days later, in front of the East Mulberry orange grove.

A golden cloud, accompanied by a rainbow of light, flew from the distant sky and landed in front of the forest.

"Meet the White Bone Real Man, Meet the Wukong Real Man. As soon as the two demons landed, a thin old man on crutches came out and saluted respectfully.

The Bone Spirit and the Monkey glanced at each other, full of doubts about each other. The former asked, "Who are you sacred, and how do you know who we are?"

"The little old man's name is Sang Zhu, who is the guardian spirit of this hundred miles of orange forest, and received a message from the ancestor two days ago, and learned that two real people will come here to receive these ten thousand fairy orange trees. The old man said seriously.

"What the hell is going on?" said the monkey, frowning.

The white bone spirit took a deep breath, pulled the mulberry bamboo and the monkey into the orange grove, and under an orange tree, summoned the golden rope bag, and opened it effortlessly, only to see that it was written: "My disciple Bai Gu personally opened, Su Bodhi personally wrote."

It has been ten years in the blink of an eye, and the fate of master and apprentice between you and me has ended, and it is time to part.

Saying goodbye in person is too sentimental, one with three masters and apprentices, with red noses, red eyes, and tears, which is too indecent. After thinking about the teacher, this is the only way to say goodbye to you.

This time you go down the mountain, you should be like a dragon swimming into the sea, I am not very worried. But Wukong is too rigid and straight, and his arrogance is as great as his temper. There is no shortage of intelligence, but if you are too reckless and impulsive, you will be calculated and used by others if you are not careful, so you need more help to make him less troubled.

The Three Realms are complex and dark, and there are countless guns and arrows of all kinds, which cannot be prevented, and with your current realm, I am afraid that it will be very difficult. As a teacher, I can't bear to let you go through countless hardships and get up with bruises in countless falls. Therefore, once again crossed the cordon of the Heavenly Dao, planted this hundred-mile immortal orange tree, set up a great array of inheritance, and drew the power of the heavens and stars, the vast essence of the bright moon, and the cultivation of immortal oranges, so as to prepare for you to eat and break through the realm.

Don't think about going back to Sanxingdong, when you leave, we will also leave. Therefore, practice hard in the orange grove, promise to be a teacher, become an immortal, and not be allowed to go out of the orange grove.

In the eyes of others, you are chess pieces, and when you die, you can be discarded and replaced with new ones. But in the eyes of the teacher, Wukong is the teacher's little sixth, and you are the teacher's little seventh. Even if the sky falls apart and the sea turns into mulberry fields, you must give me a good life.

Good, alive. ”

After reading a letter, even though Bai Gujing was hard-hearted, his nose couldn't help but be a little sour, and he couldn't help but clench his hands, and his eyes were hazy and he smiled and scolded: "This old guy, who to learn from, is really extraordinary." ”

At the same time, the monkey also finished reading the letter to him, the content of the letter was different, but the same paper contained heavy affection and mellow friendship, which made the monkey's eyes red and his heart tremble. folded the letter squarely, hid it in the corset, and kowtowed respectfully eight times in the direction of Fangcun Mountain.

Bai Gujing looked at the letter paper in his hand, sniffed, and recalled the picture when the old man took him to cultivate, recalled the picture when he smiled like a child, recalled the picture of him knocking his head with floating dust, recalled the picture of him doting on himself, recalled the bits and pieces of life that were ordinary but not ordinary...... The mist in the eye sockets gradually turned into water droplets, silently streaked across Ruyu's face, fell to the ground, and shattered into specks of crystal.

"I, ah, I hate kowtowing to others the most in my life. The white bone spirit smiled with tears, laughed with tears, and beside the monkey, he made a big salute in the direction of Fangcun Mountain.