Dinner time.

Tang He held the bowl and listened to Tang's mother babbling about the parents of the colleagues in the factory without saying a word.

He really didn't know how to explain his poor college entrance exam results to his mother.

Can't even find the score line of the specialty?

Planning to tutor for another year?

Or honestly explain your plans.

While hesitating, Tang's mother talked about the situation when she accompanied her uncle to entertain foreign businessmen who visited the factory for dinner at noon.

"You don't know, the Bay Island man at the dinner table proudly showed off that his child was studying in Ukraine, and then your uncle said lightly that when his child was studying in the United States, the Bay Island man's face turned red all of ......"

"It's really a hero of Lao Tzu! Your uncle is the factory director, and your cousin went to study in the United States! Alas, it's really jealous!"

Tang Ma didn't know what she thought, and suddenly she was a little stunned.

It's just that Tang He clearly saw deep envy in his mother's eyes.

Tang He was a little out of breath, and the delicious meals in the past were tasteless.

"By the way, Hehe, you went to the school today to get the volunteer newspaper, did you evaluate the score with the teacher and classmates?"

“…… That's right. Looking at the eager Tang Ma, Tang He really couldn't tell the truth.

"How's it going? Can you find out the cut-off for your undergraduate score?"

"It should ...... I think it's about the same......"

"Really? It's great to be able to get into the undergraduate line!!

Looking at his mother, who was suddenly refreshed, Tang He nodded a little bitterly.

I lied myself!

Tang He, who returned to the bedroom, slapped himself a few times.

What exactly did I do?

How stupid you are!

Drink poison to quench thirst!

But......

But he really didn't want to see his mother disappointed!

This is a damn time!

The depression, grievance, and depression in Tang He's heart were all poured out on the computer keyboard like a volcanic eruption.

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Jin Chanzi stared at Su Bodhi for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "What is Rulai?"

"It's the truth. ”

"Hongmeng had no surname at the beginning, and broke the stubborn Wukong. The golden cicada looked up to the sky and smiled: "Why am I afraid of it?"

He waved his hand: "Catch it!" and threw the golden hoop stick in his hand towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong jumped up and caught the golden hoop stick, but the golden cicada asked, "Do you know what it is for?"

Sun Wukong looked at the golden hoop stick.

Jin Chanzi smiled: "In the future, if someone doesn't open his head, you will use it to wake it up!"

With that, he turned and laughed.

……

Sun Wukong came to Su Bodhi and knelt down: "See Master." ”

Subodhi looked at him and said, "Didn't I tell you not to call me Master?"

"Yes...... Master ...... "Sun Wukong suddenly had a sad voice.

Su Bodhi couldn't help it anymore, knelt down and hugged him: "Do you finally remember who you are?"

"Master...... Disciple over the years, without your guidance, it's so hard......" Sun Wukong had a thousand thoughts in his heart for a while.

Su Bodhi stroked his head and said, "I know your ambition and I know that I can't show you the way you want to find it, so I refuse to let you say that it is my apprentice." ”

"Master, I'm so hard to be hurt by this tight hoop, help me go. ”

Bodhi's expression gradually became gloomy.

"I can't do it...... This is to bind people's minds and turn the pain of desire into physical pain, and if you reach the state of selflessness like the gods and Buddhas, you will naturally not suffer from the bondage. ”

"What do I have to do? to reach the state of selflessness?"

"Forget yourself and let go of what you love and what you hate. ”

Sun Wukong stood up and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly he looked up and said, "I can forget myself." ”

Subodhi looked at him with mixed feelings.

"But," Sun Wukong said, "I can't forget the East China Sea, Huaguo Mountain, West Tianlu, and the people on the road." ”

He suddenly rejoiced and said to Bodhi, "Master, you see, I have so many things to remember. How nice. He turned and said, "Now I'm going back to the Heavenly Realm, killing the fake Wukong, and I'll be able to break the Tight Spell." ”

Su Bodhi shook his head and smiled sadly: "This is what Guanyin said to you? But can you win? No, you can't win, the ending has already been arranged." It's better to stay in this place of leisure, isn't there the same ease and happiness as Huaguo Mountain back then? Forget who you are, forget Xitian Road. When you go back, you won't be able to escape the path that Guanyin has designed for you. ”

"Master, I understand your intentions, but my life is to fight, fight, and win!" Sun Wukong looked at Tianhe, "I won't lose, no matter what kind of game they set up - my old grandson will go!"

A ray of light poured into the cold sky.

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"Don't you want to go back to Huaguo Mountain?" Rulai waved his hand, and the clouds dispersed, revealing a verdant mountain.

"Huaguo Mountain...... Yes, Huaguo Mountain, the flowers of the mountains, the fruits of the mountains, the friends of the mountains...... Back to Huaguo Mountain...... Go home. The monkey looked out of the sky, revealing a light of longing.

"But the mountain of flowers and fruits is ruined, there are no more, there are no flowers and fruits, there are no living beings......" the monkey murmured, and suddenly turned his head to the gods angrily, "it is you who have destroyed it, destroyed them! I have nothing! You will have nothing left! Ah——!hh

He screamed and rushed at the gods.

Rulai smiled and stretched out his five fingers.

A tremendous force knocked the monkey to the ground, and he jumped up again, and was knocked down again, and he got back to his feet again......

"If you don't do it yet, when?" the voice said.

Sun Wukong was shocked, was he calling him? He almost thought that he was struggling with himself.

That's not me, yes, thankfully it's not me.

I am Sun Wukong, how could Sun Wukong endure such a defeat? How could he accept that kind of battle with no hope of victory.

He felt that something was about to happen.

Sure enough, the fallen demon monkey suddenly jumped up again.

"I-no-admit defeat!"

He let out a beastly roar, blood spurting out of his eyes.

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Sun Wukong suddenly understood something.

He suddenly burst out laughing, "Six-eared macaque? Hahaha! I'm a six-eared macaque?"

Blood began to flow down from his seven orifices, it was too long to fight and shatter the five organs, maybe he laughed too much, and he suddenly jumped up, straight to the Rulai: "Heaven and earth gave birth to my Monkey King—— look at the stick!"

He drank so loudly that he used all his last strength.

That figure rushed towards the supreme will of heaven and earth at an incomparable speed.

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"Who am I?" he said to Zixia.

"You are someone who refuses to give up on your dreams. Zixia said with tears in her eyes.

“…… That...... Who is it that is going to fight against Rulai?"

He ...... He is the one who has lost everything, who has nothing but himself. ”

"That one...... Better?"

"I don't care, I just need one person with me. ”

"But I'm going to forget everything...... I...... will lose everything...... Because...... I won't give up!"

"Come out and fight me!" Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted with his last strength.

All illusions are gone. Everyone saw it clearly, it turned out that there were no two Monkey Kings.

Sun Wukong is dead.

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A-Yao found the stone, and she buried it in a scorched earth of Huaguo Mountain.

How many years ago, that scene appeared again......

"Huaguo Mountain, when will the flowers and fruits grow again? However, the seeds have been scattered all over the world. Sun Wukong grabbed a handful of black soil on the ground, and a childlike smile appeared on his face.

The thunder on the horizon is getting closer and closer.

Sun Wukong leaned against a scorched tree and waited quietly.

At that moment, the dark sky was suddenly cut open by a huge bolt of lightning.

Sun Wukong jumped up and pointed the golden hoop stick straight at the sky.

"Come on!"

His figure, illuminated by electric light at that moment, is still frozen in the legend thousands of years later.

"If it rains, flowers and plants will grow here, I don't have seeds, if God knows my heart, let the stones bloom too." ”

She slit her wrist and spilled blood into the ground.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and it rumbled and rolled.

Yao looked up. At this time, the first drop of rain fell on her head.

"It's raining!Monkey King, look...... Rain...... It's raining...... Flowers will definitely grow!" Ah Yao cried with joy and shouted to the sky.

In the sky, behind the black clouds, a white dragon churned.

In the distance, the chariots of the heavenly soldiers rumbled, and the shouts of the heavenly generals could already be heard: "Who violated the heavenly rules and secretly rained water in Huaguo Mountain!"

"Tang Seng, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, this is the last thing I can do for you. The little white dragon thought.

"Farewell, farewell!"

The rubble reunited into a temple, and the heavenly palace returned to stability and peace. The gods began to return to their place.

Erlang God drove out of the heavenly court and was ordered to clean up the battlefield, but he was suddenly stunned. On the scorched land of Huaguo Mountain under the clouds, the golden hoop stick thrown by Sun Wukong is gone.

How could someone take it away? Who else but Monkey King could move it?

Guanyin drove the clouds out of the heavenly court, and she took out the handwritten scriptures of the golden cicada from her arms, stroked them, and thought thoughtfully.

Under the sky they flew over, the Five Elements Mountain, stood silently, waiting for a loud bang after that long time.

I've been here, I've fought, I've loved it, and I don't care about the ending.

Fallen leaves drift to the earth, seeds sleep under the snow, a flower blooms and withers quickly, in the shadow of the flowing light, the star map is constantly changing, mountains rise in the sea, and the plants and trees have risen for hundreds of generations, and there are always pieces standing in the wind, just like their ancestors.

How can you forget Journey to the West?

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In the next few days, Tang He stayed at home, couldn't stay overnight, and kept waving his fingers in front of the computer.

He fused the depression in his heart and the current society's dislike for the almost paranoid enthusiasm of the college entrance examination into his pen and "The Legend of Wukong".

The feeling of "the whole world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am sober" seems to be lofty and arrogant, but who can understand the resentment, helplessness and sadness in the meantime?

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