Under the sunset, in the long ancient road.

Bodhidharma master and apprentice hand in hand, fearless of the road, sleeping in the open air, not afraid of a few magic obstacles, bandits looming, never changed, along the west and east, to the Tang Dynasty courage and determination.

Although he bought a white horse that was as handsome as the wind and as bright as snow, Bodhidharma was determined not to ride it. In Bodhidharma's worldview, life is unique and equal, and he will never trample on the dignity of a horse.

Of course, he didn't allow Sun Wukong to ride it. But later, under Sun Wukong's stubborn begging, Bodhidharma finally agreed, and Wukong could put his luggage on horseback, and that's it.

Sun Wukong can finally unload the burden and run freely in the desert wilderness, Bodhidharma saw this scene in front of him, and he was also helpless and laughing.

Suddenly stopped, Sun Wukong jumped up, stepped on a tree, he looked far ahead to cover the sky and the sun, Lingqi hunting, the pole was the horse's hooves swinging thousands of miles of yellow smoke, it turned out to be an army that was pulling west.

"Wukong, what's that black piece in front of you?" Bodhidharma asked suspiciously.

"Master, it is a vast army, coming in our direction, with the two big characters 'Tang Dynasty' written on the flag, presumably the army of the Tang Dynasty in the east." Sun Wukong replied.

"Huh? Unexpectedly, they came much faster than I expected, and this time it was another catastrophe! Bodhidharma muttered to himself.

"Master, what catastrophe? It's not going to catch us. Sun Wukong said.

"Apprentices, don't be suspicious, they are here to destroy the demon clan's lair in the Western Regions, I don't know how many living beings will suffer this time, and how many disasters will affect innocent people. God, why can't this world be peaceful and eternal, and there is joy everywhere. Why don't you let me arrive in Chang'an as soon as possible, and let me witness this bloody mountain and river, and kill all over the field, what are your intentions?! Bodhidharma spoke, touched his heart, stretched out his hands, held up the boundless blue sky, his eyes were full of tears, and he knelt down on the ancient road of yellow sand in sorrow.

Sun Wukong was inexplicably caught off guard by this scene, and was stunned for a moment, and he began to realize that the human master in front of him was so obsessed with it and so sad that there was really faith in the world, and he hurriedly helped him up.

"Master, since this is already the case, you don't have to be overly sad and sad, let's continue to walk east, and when we see the Tang Emperor, tell her everything you want to say in your heart, maybe there is still some room for maneuver in the war." Sun Wukong comforted.

Bodhidharma got up slowly, did not wipe his tears with his sleeves, but suddenly looked at the east, determined and warm, and firmly spit out two words "let's go" in his mouth, and the voice of the words, like Jin Ge, fell to the ground sonorously.

Looking at the master walking towards the east with a Zen cane, he walked firmly to the east, leaving footprints of different shades on the ground. Sun Wukong hurriedly took the white horse and followed the master step by step.

Gradually, the mighty army of the long dragon, and the lonely lonely brigade, approached little by little, overlapped, and finally left by mistake.

The westbound soldiers were constantly attacking, and had no time to care, and the eastbound monks were always alone, without the intention of watching. They staggered so easily, without any intersection, like galloping dragonflies, skimming the surface of the lake in an instant. In the desert wilderness, under the crimson afterglow, the loneliness of longing for the dawn gradually disappeared on the distant horizon......