The four of them walked here, and there was a dense forest in front of them, and there was no road again.

"Wukong, I'm hungry, find something to eat. Tang Seng sat down on the stone and said.

"I'm busy, you won't go find it yourself?...... It's not that there are no legs. Sun Wukong said with a stick.

"What are you busy with?"

"Don't you think this sunset is beautiful?" Sun Wukong said, his eyes still looking at the sky, "I only have to look at this, so that I can insist on walking west every day." ”

"You can look at it as you go, as long as you don't hit the tree. ”

"I don't do anything when I watch the sunset!"

"Sun Wukong, you can't be like this, you can't bully the bald head like this, if you starve him to death, we won't be able to find the West Heaven, we won't be able to find the West Heaven, and the curse on us will never be lifted. Zhu Bajie said.

"Phew, when is it your turn to speak, pig-headed!"

"What do you say? Who do you say is a pig?!"

"It's not a pig, it's a pig's head!" hum hum ......" Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and sneered.

"You dare to say it again!" Zhu Bajie was about to rush up with a nail rake.

"What is the noise, what is the noise! Lao Tzu is going to be sleepy! Roll and fight farther away!" Monk Sha yelled.

The three villains glared angrily.

"Fight, fight, kill, one less. Tang Seng stood up, "You are uncle, I'll go find food for you, can't you?" It's better to let the monsters eat me, and then you can cry." ”

"Go ahead, there's a female goblin waiting for you there," Sun Wukong shouted.

"Hum hum hum" all three monsters sneered.

"Don't think I can't leave you!" Tang Seng turned around and waved his fist at them, patted the dust on his body, and straightened his robe, and began to walk towards the forest. As soon as he took a step, the "hiss" caftan hung up.

"Hahahaha......" The three guys laughed and forgot to fight.

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"Poof," Wu Wei was attracted as soon as he saw the beginning, and he said to Tang He with a smile, "What do you think, you actually wrote "Journey to the West" like this!"

Tang He opened the web page and searched for domestic websites, and replied casually, "Don't you think that such Tang monks and apprentices are more interesting and amiable? Monks are also human beings, and if they are human beings, they have to eat, drink, and lazar." ”

"That's right. Wu Wei took off the headphones on her ears, "Then what you wrote is also a story about learning from the scriptures?"

"Ha, you guessed the beginning, but you didn't guess the end. Tang He said.

"Isn't it?"

"Take your time. ”

Tang He continued to browse the web and find places where he could serialize "The Legend of Wukong" on the Internet.

On the afternoon of the day when he retrieved the volunteer book, when Tang He was in a state of turmoil, he wrote nearly 20,000 words of "The Legend of Wukong" in just three hours.

He had written many poems, essays, and short stories before, but never before was he so happy as he is today.

Then I saw that it was not early, so I ran out to the Internet café, and then I saw Wu Wei who was playing Red Police.

At this time, Internet cafes are also a new thing, and the biggest pastime of young people has changed from billiard halls and game halls to playing games in Internet cafes, and surfing the Internet can also be used, but the price per hour is twice as expensive.

Since his rebirth, this is Tang He's first contact with the Internet.

Although he is a reborn, he is relatively unfamiliar with the Internet at this time, after all, in his previous life, he only slowly came into contact with the Internet after college.

I don't know if I don't know, and I'm startled.

As soon as he went online, Tang He discovered why 1997 was called the first year of the Chinese Internet by the IT industry in later generations.

It turned out that at this time, Shouhu and Wangyi had not yet been established, and BTA did not even have a shadow.

At this time, the most popular website turned out to be Sitong Lifang!

Speaking of Sitong Lifang, the vast majority of people may feel unfamiliar, and when it comes to its other name, it is estimated that every Chinese person will suddenly realize -

Shinna!

That's right, the predecessor of Xinlang, one of the three major portals in China in later generations, was Sitong Lifang.

In fact, as long as you are a netizen who is familiar with the Internet industry, you will not be unfamiliar with Stone Lifang.

Stone Lifang is a banner in the field of general software in China in later generations, and the RichWin software it developed has been competing with Microsoft for many years.

At this time, the website of the predecessor of Xinlang already has a Chinese search engine, but there are not many websites searched by Tang Hao after entering keywords, almost useless, and it can only be said that there are still too few domestic websites.

However, what made Tang He's eyes shine was the forum of Sitong Lifang——

"Computer Gamer", "Today I Soak in the Internet", "Jinyong Inn", "Talking about the Past and the Present", "Sports Salon"......

Seeing the forum of "Jinyong Inn", some memories in Tang He's mind also surfaced.

In the past life, the place where many Internet writers serialized novels on the Internet was Xinlang's "Jin Yong Inn", and even the place where He serialized "The Legend of Wukong" on the Internet is also "Jin Yong Inn".

Then it's still here!

Tang He looked back at Wu Wei next to him, only to see that he was staring intently at the computer screen.

Tang He shook his head and smiled, and registered a Chinese account "Tang Quixote" on the forum of Stone Lifang.

Don Quixote, single-handedly, persistently, courageously and tenaciously opposed all "demons" and unreasonable things, and resolutely fought against them.

Don Quixote fought to the death for the truth, goodness and beauty of human society, and although he failed with his stupidity, it was the defeat of a warrior.

waited until Wu Wei finished reading the manuscript in the word, Tang He patted him on the shoulder and asked him to withdraw the floppy disk containing the manuscript of "The Legend of Wukong" from the floppy drive of the computer case.

"Tang He, I found that you are so talented! This book can be published!"

Wu Wei smashed his mouth, as if he was still reminiscing about the story, "By the way, what about the follow-up of the story?"

"Haven't written it yet. Tang He inserted the floppy disk into his case, began to copy the novel from the document into the post, and then clicked publish.

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When the moon began to rise in the sky on the first day, the canopy was watching all this.

He watched her collect countless fine dust between heaven and earth, and selected silver particles one by one, which would only be one in five hundred million billions, and she patiently and carefully picked up such grains, and the canopy was watching from the side.

She didn't allow the canopy to speak when she was doing things, for fear that it would blow away the sand, so the canopy didn't speak. When an interstellar hurried traveler roared by, the canopy raised his broad wings to shield her from the wind and dust.

She has been doing it for 800,000 years, and the canopy has been silently waiting for 800,000 years, and he hasn't said a word to her for 800,000 years, and even she doesn't look up at him, only paying attention to her sand, but the canopy still feels very happy.

There is a person who can let him watch silently, there is a person who needs his help, I am afraid that the last time it was used for thousands of years, compared to the previous lonely life of a person in the heavenly river without light, how good it is.

In this way, a billion billions of silver dust were chosen, and so on until that day.

She raised her hand, and all the billions of silver dust flew into the sky, and in the dark sky of eternity, there were suddenly so many silver dust shining in the sky.

"It's beautiful!" cried Canopy.

She covered the canopy's mouth with her hand: "Don't, don't scare them. She whispered, her eyes filled with infinite love.

Canopy was going to get drunk, though she wasn't looking at him but at the silver elves, but Canopy was drunk with such love in the world, drunk with such creation in the world. There was one thing to love, he thought, how good it was.

She raised her hand a second time, and the silver dust began to spin around where she and the canopy were, and they spun faster and faster, and turned faster and faster, until finally it turned into an incomparably large silver aura.

Canopy was about to faint in surprise at this spectacle, and he staggered and leaned slightly against her. She didn't push him away, she had a hand to gently hold the canopy, "Be careful." She still said so softly.

These two words are the most beautiful music that canopy has heard in 800,000 years.

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Damn, what the hell is this! The funny version of "Journey to the West" ?—— plain and simple

It's interesting, landlord please keep writing. - Fanatic Zhang San

This is the first intimate contact between Zhu Bajie and Chang'e?!—— bitter tea

This novel is so badly written, it jumped from the story of Tang Seng and his apprentice to Zhu Bajie at once, and it is inexplicable —— quantum cannon

Shut upstairs, it's clearly funny to —— Sunny

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In order to take care of the reader's sense of reading, Tang He uploaded the novel section by section, and before he could send it all, he found that there were already readers leaving messages.

Looking at a few messages, Tang He smiled noncommittally.

The perspective of Jin Hezai's version of "The Legend of Wukong" is constantly switching between Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Tang Seng, and each story seems to be independent, but they are spliced together into a complete story.

This narrative mode of disrupting the narrative events and logical order, allowing the story to pass freely between the past and the present, between the earthly world and the fairy world, is like a montage in a movie, which has amazed countless readers.

Tang He also retains this pattern.

Not only because this narrative mode is cool, but more importantly, this kind of fragmented writing makes Tang He handy.

Anyway, for him, an old man of literature and art, the work at hand has not been completely put down, and it is not too simple for him to write a complete story and write some gorgeous rhetoric.

The few readers who are leaving a message now have only read the beginning, like a blind man touching an elephant, and have no way of grasping the overall framework of the story. So whether it's good or bad, it's not worth trusting.

Tang He believes that as long as he slowly lays out the whole story, he will definitely be liked by most people.

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"Xuanzang, you are very intelligent, you will practice by my side in the future, and I will pass on what I have learned all my life to you. Fa Ming said.

Xuanzang touched his bald head and said, "Actually...... I think it's better to be in the deacon hall as before, I have time to raise flowers, look at the sky, I can't memorize those Buddhist scriptures. ”

"If you don't study hard, how can you get my mantle?"

The eyes of the monks on the side were red when they heard this, which was equivalent to passing on the position of the host.

But Xuanzang said: "Actually, what I want to learn, you can't teach me." ”

The monks exclaimed, and Fa Ming couldn't help but shake it, and finally stood firm.

"What do you want to learn?" Fa Ming asked calmly.

Xuanzang raised his head, looked at the changing white clouds in the sky, and said: "I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this earth, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, and I want all the Buddhas to disappear!"

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I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, and I want all the Buddhas to disappear...... That's too domineering—— Sunny

It's just a matter of imposing new words. - Quantum Cannon

Landlord, is the novel finished? Why don't you post it all at once, and post it paragraph by paragraph, it's just an appetite. - Fanatic Zhang San

decided, and in the future, the forum signature will use this sentence to —— a shallow heart

It's a masterpiece! Kneel down and beg Don Quixote to continue to renew it greatly. - Dangdang

On the top floor. - Rather have out

Same top. - White Nights