Celestial Prison Tower

The huge chains flickered.

“...... Pain...... Headache ......"

"You can't pry it open, and you can't break it, because it's not a thing, it's your own bondage. Tang Seng's voice, "I can't help you get rid of it, it's planted in your heart, in the place where I can't find it." I promise I didn't read anything...... Do you want to kill us in the future?"

"Dead monk, you don't have to lie to me...... Why, as soon as I want to hit you...... Headache...... I can't even think about it...... I can't even think about it—ah—"

"Give up the hope in your heart, and you will be at peace in no time. You have to fight against your own selfish thoughts, don't doubt, never doubt. Tang Seng raised his head and thought about it, "...... The only thing that can save you is to believe. ”

"Wear it and you're free!"

"Wear it, and you'll be free!" said Guanyin, "don't you want to go out of the Five Elements Mountain? Don't you want to believe it? Believe it again." ”

"Is he the Monkey King?" many voices asked.

"Yes, the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago!"

"Hahaha, this is Sun Wukong?"

"He's so tight now, isn't he?"

"Look at his stupidity, look at it, look at it!"

"Hahahaha"

"Hahahaha......"

"Monkey King!" someone shouted, holding his purple gold gourd.

"I'm not Monkey King...... I am...... Ahh

"Hmph, as long as you can't let go of yourself in your heart, you will be controlled by my spells......" Golden Horn said with a smile.

But how can I forget who I am?

"Monkey King!"

"Who is my name!" Sun Wukong replied.

He was fully awake.

In front of me was a huge dark space, lit only by a few bits of flames. He saw the huge chains that stretched across the space, crisscrossing and crisscrossing with no head or tail in sight.

There was a huge pain in his body, something passed through his lute bones, he couldn't be lucky, he couldn't breathe.

Gradually, it became clearer that there was a long-nosed general standing in front of him.

"Are you really the Monkey King?" he asked.

"That's right. ”

"What should be right!" The man was angry, "You are Sun Wukong, what is that one outside?"

At this time, a voice sounded: "Mu'an, you step back first." ”

Guanyin came out of the darkness.

"Sun Wukong, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Guanyin, it's just in time, take the hoop on my head!"

"You have not eliminated your old crimes, and you have committed the rules of heaven, and you still want to remove the golden hoop?"

"You can cut off my head, but remember to put my head in the hoop. ”

"You also died back then, didn't you come back to life in the alchemy furnace......?

"What are you talking about? I don't understand? What alchemy furnace, what Rulai?"

“...... Yes, I was wrong...... Sun Wukong, God has the virtue of creation, and you still have Buddha nature in your heart, so God gives you a chance to let you go to protect Tang Seng and achieve positive results. Why did you kill Tang Seng again, and you also fought against Heaven?"

"I didn't say it was me who killed the bald head, you can't believe me, what's the matter? It's okay, my grandson is going to sleep! ”

"Sun Wukong, God sees that you still have a little Buddha nature in your heart, so I will give you another chance......"

"Go, are you bothered, play my grandson?"

"Sun Wukong?" Guanyin looked at him, "You really don't want to be a positive result again?"

"Nope. ”

"You really don't want to know who killed Tang Seng and framed you?"

"Nope. ”

"You really don't want to take down the golden hoop?"

The huge chains suddenly began to tremble slightly.

Sun Wukong saw the purple gold crown and gold armor again.

"This outfit is very suitable for me. He said.

"That's the costume of Monkey King. The fairy holding the jade belt of combat boots on the side said.

"Who is Monkey King?"

"It's you......"

"It's the person you're going to kill. A guy who dares to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he must die!" said Taishang Laojun on the side.

Sun Wukong put on the combat boots woven from catching lightning from the dark clouds.

Sun Wukong tied a cloak dyed red from the rising sun.

"What else?" he said.

"No more. The fairy said.

"None?"

It's strange how I always feel that something is missing from this dress. Sun Wukong thought.

He took the golden rod in his hand and walked out of the main hall.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the face that was exactly the same as him in the distance, laughing unbridledly, and the storm swept wildly in the sky behind him, rolling blood-red flames in all directions.

In front of the Monkey King, all the gods were wielding knives and guns, but they only shouted and didn't dare to step forward, this scene seemed to have been seen somewhere.

Sun Wukong's face couldn't help but have a sneer.

The clamor of the gods fell silent. They look forward and backward.

On either side of the gods, stood two stone monkeys, in the same posture and with the same expression, as if the sky had been split in two, one half reflecting the other half.

The giant spirit god seriously looked for himself in the group of god generals, and he did not become two, so he believed that someone had not erected a giant mirror in the air.

"Who are you!" Sun Wukong shouted.

The sound swirled in the air in the wind that poured in from beyond the sky, tore apart and converged high in the air, and rolled from side to side. Then there were voices from all over the heavens: "Who are you?"

Sun Wukong suddenly felt that he was talking to a shadow, maybe he shouldn't ask, but should break that mirror, if anything.

"Why do you want to become my old grandson?" asked Sun Wukong again.

There was no answer from the other side, and Shuofeng picked up a large white feather and rolled it over, and it turned out to be snow. For a while, the figure on the opposite side was hazy, but Sun Wukong clearly felt that there was a cold ridicule on the face that was exactly the same as himself.

"Ahh

The gods hurriedly tried to gather to watch the battle, but the wind and snow engulfed the two shadows.

The sound of gold striking came from the sky, which was shocking and stirred between heaven and earth.

The Forest of All Souls of the Human World

The little white dragon knelt on the ground and watched as the heavy snow covered Tang Seng's tomb into a white mound, dissolving into one with the white earth.

"The sky is about to burn down, and the world is about to be destroyed. If heaven and earth don't exist, where will we go? Jiangliu, will there be a place where you are waiting for me?"

"Jiang Liu, this is a good name, who is he? Listening to the name, it is better than the bald man you like now. Zhu Bajie said.

"Jiang Liu is the master, it is Xuanzang, and it is the bald man you say!"

"Well, well, why should a man have so many names? How good is my old pig, you can't find me at the first time, just shout 'Pig!'—who wants me to be the only pig who knows what a pig is?"

"Pigs are pigs, but people are different, the river I saw in the past is different from the current Tang monk, the former like the flowing water, but now, it is like an unfathomable lake......

"It's like a quagmire that can't flow anymore! I don't have a good face all day long, as if everyone owes him eight hundred taels of silver, the most annoying, give me a name Zhuba!"

"It's Zhu Bajie!"

"He didn't say 'precepts' every time! He didn't seem to like Guanyin's name very much, and always called me 'incompetent.' But he didn't even like his own name, I don't know what he liked, he didn't even like himself...... Hello, just call me 'pig'. ”

"He wasn't like this before, he used to smile at everything, as if he was looking at a friend, maybe the road to the west is too hard, and you can't get along with him everywhere!"

"We're just the ones in charge of completing the task, it's like taking the prisoner to the destination, and we're leaving!

"But you yourself are prisoners, except for Master, who of us is not a person sent by heaven?"

"That's why I can't look down on him even more!"

"Though he did not go to heaven to atone for his sins, I see that his heart seems to be heavier than that of any of us. The little white dragon sighed, "Alas, it is said that when we reach the West Heaven, the merit will be completed, but no one tells us where the West Heaven is?"

"When my mother gave birth to me, she didn't tell me what the meaning of a pig's life was?

"Zhu Bajie, you ......"

Zhu Bajie stretched out his hand to block her mouth and looked up at the sky: "Look, the snow is burning." The dragon is going to the sea, and the pig is going to the sky. ”