The monkey left the Moon Palace and jumped on the huge golden hoop stick that touched the sky and the earth.

shouted "small". In the blink of an eye, the behemoth's golden hoop rod quickly became smaller, and the monkey disappeared from the clouds.

A golden three-legged crow flew away from the Fuso tree in the sky, reflecting the sparkling waves of the East China Sea.

The moonlight gradually faded, the gate of the Guanghan Palace became more gray, and the entire Moon Palace became more silent.

The osmanthus tree is also like a dry bone transformed from a stone.

The ground was bare, without grass and without a hint of wind.

After a swift gray shadow, the monkey appeared in front of the palace gate again.

The door of Guanghan Palace opened silently.

The monkey stepped in.

"Nan Wudou defeated the Buddha. Chang'e, who was stroking the qin, held down the sound of the piano and raised her head to greet her.

"What about people?" the monkey looked around.

"Pure altar messenger, I am afraid that the Buddha will be blamed for fighting. Chang'e replied softly.

"Yan'er!" the monkey asked.

"Girl?" the corners of Chang'e's mouth curled slightly, "I'm going to see the osmanthus." ”

"Who is she?" Chang'e stared into the monkey's eyes.

"Old man. "Monkeys.

"Buddha?"

"It doesn't matter. "Monkeys

"Oh. Chang'e opened her mouth, wanting to say goodbye.

"Like what?" the monkey was a little cramped.

"To the girl?" Chang'e smiled again, her eyes bright.

"..."Monkey

"Beauty, the treasure of the fairy family's beauty. "Chang'e pursed her lips" Laojun gossip furnace Dan, Guanyin Yujing bottle of water, Zhenyuan grass returned Dan fruit, Queen Mother Yao Chi banquet peach. ”

"Looking at osmanthus flowers?" said the monkey as he walked out of the Guanghan Palace.

"How Wukong?" Chang'e whispered in a voice that she couldn't even hear, and watched the monkey go out the door.

Under the osmanthus tree, there is no one.

The monkey sat cross-legged, sat in meditation, and settled down.

"Who am I looking for? I don't see, I don't see, I don't think, I don't think, I don't care. "Fighting the Buddha with his hands folded like a statue.

"Monkey King. Yan'er's voice drifted into his ears, distant and real.

The monkey opened its eyes. The white shadow of the rock appeared.

"The Buddha's business is done?" Yan'er leaned close to the monkey's right shoulder and sat down together.

"Hmm," the monkey smelled of a strange scent.

"You didn't catch the slaves. Yan'er looked at the monkey's face.

"Hmm. "The monkeys love the scent.

"My Buddha's will is the Rakshasa fetus of the twelve stars. Without it. "Monkeys.

"What about the leap month?"

The monkey closed his eyes again.

"Slave, thank you, Great Sage. Yan'er likes freedom. Yan'er got up and took off a bracelet. "It's all about repaying the favor. ”

"..."Monkey.

When the monkey opened his eyes again, there was no one in front of him. A faint aroma remained on the white jade bracelet on the ground in front of him, and a petal of osmanthus floated into the center of the jade bracelet without a trace of wind.

The monkey really turned the golden hoop stick into a finger twist, entangled in a bunch of treasures, like an octagonal glass box.

"Looking?" After the full moon was missing a few times, the monkey suddenly had a thought.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" someone was banging on the door of the Fighting Buddha Temple.

"I've come to see you!" the messenger of the altar pushed the temple door in.

"Senior brother, how have you been lately?" The monkey didn't move and still sat upright on the platform, and Bajie didn't care, standing straight on the ground in the center, clasping his palms and bowing.

"What do you mean?" the monkey nodded slightly.

"Senior brother, has there been a big event in Buddhism recently?" Bajie asked, staring into the monkey's eyes.

"None. "Monkeys.

"That's weird!" Bajie scratched the back of his neck.

"The fairy world has spread. Nan Wudou defeated the Buddha and chose the Buddha's mother for the Buddha!" Bajie's mouth grinned again.

"Nonsense. "Monkeys.

"Then why are you looking for those babies everywhere, the fairy aunt and the Buddha's mother?" Bajie laughed evilly.

"How do you know?" the monkey frowned.

"I'm a foodie. How many people can do it?" Bajie shook his stomach and shook his head.

"Senior brother, on the West Heaven to learn scriptures, there are countless golden-nosed white-haired rat spirits, Xiliang's daughter Guomei, and the old cow can't help the jade-faced fox with the fragrance of tender grass. Now that the Dharma is boundless, why do you still have thoughts?"

"..."Monkey.

"Senior brother, I know that it is disrespectful to the Buddha to speak like this. But you see that Sister E and I are not just friends with chess, there is absolutely no idea of separation?" Bajie saw that the monkey did not speak, and he chattered endlessly.

"..."Monkey

"Brother Monkey, I'll tell you. That day, you brought that little girl to the Moon Palace. I can see that you have a mind!" Bajie put his hand on his chest and pressed his big belly.

"If you don't speak, don't speak. I'd like to give you a heads-up. Lao Rulai has been busy lighting the ancient Buddha recently. Otherwise, he knows, why don't you slap you on the ground like a fly?Another five hundred years?" Bajie spat at the stars on the back of his hand, and he hurriedly wiped his hand on his clothes.

"Huh?" the monkey seemed a little upset.

"I'm gone, I'm gone. Bajie just sensed that the monkey's aura was wrong, and hurriedly turned around and left. "I still remind you that that little girl is by no means an idle person, maybe there are some relatives connected.."" Ouch!" Bajie stumbled over the threshold of the temple. The flask in his sleeve fell off and he didn't pick it up, and he disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, but the monkey sat firmly on the Dharma platform, with his heart facing the sky. There is a change in the Tianque acupoint!

"How long has it been since I became a Buddha?" the monkey couldn't remember whether it was a hundred years ago, or a thousand years ago?

"Isn't it about reincarnation?" the monkey moved to his thoughts lately.

"Relatives?" the monkey had another thought.

"Ahh "The temple door was moved by the wind.

"The wind moves, the heart moves?" the monkey slowly opened his eyes, and the shadow of the white clothes was still in front of him.

"Monkey King. Yan'er stood softly on the altar, leaning close to the monkey's ear and whispering.

"..."Monkey.

"The slave family went to work with his father. Not seen for many days. Yan'er crouched down and spoke very close to the monkey.

"Hmm!" the monkey couldn't remember the last time they had met.

"Slave family, go to Little Sumeru Mountain!" Yan'er had an extra folding fan in his hand. The golden light is extraordinary, the fan bone of white ivory, the fan surface of the brocade, inlaid with gold flowers and pearls, shakes off the fairy treasure like a banana fan. It's just that what's even more mysterious is that the dense line of books is mentioned.

"This is Lingji Bodhisattva, given to my father. Yan'er handed the fan in front of the monkey's eyes, and on it was actually the immortal pen of the sage Wang Xizhi personally mentioning the "Lanting Collection Preface".

"This is the treasure that the slave family gave to Monkey King. Yan'er closed the fan and stuck it in the waist of the monkey's armor skirt. He touched the monkey's waist again.

"I took this bracelet. This is what my mother gave me, and I can't give it away easily. This time it's just to get it back. I just exchanged the gift of Lingji Bodhisattva. Yan'er put the bracelet on her jade wrist again.

The monkey didn't move, still sitting firmly on the altar.

It's been a long time, and it's surprisingly quiet. The monkey slowly opened its eyes.

"The slave family is going back. The white shadow stood pitifully in the open space in front of the Dharma platform.

"Come and don't be rude. The monkey finally spoke. The right hand stretched forward, and there was a golden octagonal box in his hand.

"Slave family look. Yan'er flew onto the Dharma platform again, took the box with both hands, and opened the lid to take a closer look.

"Elixir, ginseng fruit, peach, lingzhi grass, purple gold gourd seed, snake tongue grass, snow lotus, He Shou Wu, and the water in the jade bottle!" "Slave, thank you. Let's keep it for myself. ”

The monkey didn't speak. Three flavors of real fire were born in his hands and the treasures were burned. It's just that the water in the jade bottle is not afraid of the flames, and it is directly sprinkled, wetting the monkey's robe.

"Great Sage, it's a pity. Yan'er felt that she had done something wrong. Turn and walk out the door.

"What is this?" asked Yan'er in a loud voice after looking down at the flask that Bajie had dropped.

"The wine of the messenger of the altar of purification. "The monkey took the spell, and the octagonal box turned back into a golden hoop stick. He kept silent again, but he didn't close his eyes.

"I'll taste it. Yan'er seemed to be a treasure, and he didn't know which Bajie's wine came from?

"The slave family has never eaten wine. You can't tell your father. "Yan'er, don't leave again. Walking around in circles with a flask, drinking as you go.

The monkey still closed his eyes.

"Dizziness, let the slave lean on. "Round warmth sits on the monkey's right leg. The monkey took no initiative.

"Dizzy. Yan'er sat in the monkey's arms and fell asleep.

The monkey opened his eyes.