But it was said that Wukong was holding the seriously injured old golden head, running all the way, and unknowingly came to the Confucius Temple!

"Uncle, we're home...... Wukong kicked open the temple door, took three or two steps to the hall, and gently put the groggy old gold head on the straw bunk. For a time, three or five "squeaky" wild mice scattered and fled......

"Uncle wake up, uncle wake up......" Goku called anxiously for a long time!

"Ahh............h No way......"

"Uncle, don't think nonsense, I'll go to the doctor to treat you!" Wukong said and was about to get up!

"Shanzi, don't ...... Don't go, I have ...... The old golden head raised his hand weakly...... "we ...... Offended...... Official, now ...... and the beggars...... Fall out, here...... It is no longer possible to ...... Stay long. The day before yesterday...... At the Dragon King Temple, I listened...... Some pilgrims said, "Leave us...... More than a thousand miles to the west, there is a place...... It's called Chang'an. There...... There is an official ...... His name is Tang Wang Li Yuan, and I heard that he ...... Kind-hearted and loving...... Such as a son, in the city of Chang'an...... Folk customs...... Simplicity and officialdom...... Honest and incorruptible, the road is not ...... Gleaning, night ...... Closed. Away from here...... It's farther away, but ...... It's a ...... I'm ...... After death, you ...... Right away...... Rushing to Chang'an ......"

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense...... Your old man will be fine, when you get better, we will go to Chang'an together......" Wukong didn't finish speaking, and tears rained down......

"Shanzi, you don't want to ...... Crying, actually...... Uncle was very pleased...... "The old golden head spurted out a mouthful of blood, his spirit suddenly lifted, and a smile actually appeared on his face, "Just ...... In front of the Dragon King Temple, you are very ...... Domineering, very ...... Majestic, you are ...... Our Jin family's ...... Big hero, for a while...... I met your grandfather...... Your grandmother, your father...... Mother, I'm going to ...... with them Let's talk about it......"

"Uncle, don't say it, you'll be fine......" Wukong couldn't stop crying......

"Uncle Kim, how are you?" "Kim...... Uncle, you didn't ...... As he spoke, Qiushui, Little Dumb, Hanging Gall and Fan Feng returned to the Confucius Temple one after another, surrounding Wukong and the old golden head in the center.

The old golden head looked at Qiushui and then at Wukong, and couldn't help but feel sad, "Shanzi, uncle in this life...... The biggest regret...... I just didn't ...... See it with your own eyes...... You and Qiushui...... Yes...... Yes...... ......"

The old golden head suddenly became excited, his eyes were so wide open, a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up or down......

In the end, he coughed hard and "exhaled" out of his body......

Suddenly, the old golden head felt much more relaxed! In the haze, a gust of wind blew, and the old golden head floated out of the Confucius Temple.

But seeing a large sedan chair parked in front of the temple, an immortal official smiled and lifted the sedan curtain, signaling him to hurry up and get on the sedan chair. The old golden head involuntarily swung into the sedan chair, and suddenly felt the wind in his ears, and the sedan chair floated up to the sky in an instant.

The old golden head was suddenly a little reluctant, turned his head through the gap in the slight swing of the sedan curtain, and leaned down to look down......

I saw that there was a mess in the Confucius Temple, especially Wukong, holding his body, crying and fainting instantly......

I don't know how long it took, but Goku seemed to wake up gradually......

He felt very tired, and wanted to stretch his waist and legs, but he felt that his body was very heavy! Rolling his eyelids, Wukong saw the towering Five Elements Mountain pressed on his back, and the fire hit the top beam for a while!

Wukong struggled helplessly for a long time again, his body still couldn't move a bit, and finally he could only sigh and give up!

A cold wind blew, and the flying snow hit Wukong's face, and he couldn't help but shiver: Hey, when did it snow again in front of the Five Elements Mountain...... I remember that there was a little monkey who brought him a freshly ripe peach, how could he sleep and it was already frozen for thousands of miles?

After thinking about it, Wukong smiled unconsciously...... Alas, what are you talking about the changes in spring and autumn, the rotation of winter and summer, and even the scenes of making trouble in the heavenly palace are still in front of us, as if it was yesterday that has just passed......!

Wrong wrong...... It seems that there has been a turnaround, and it seems that something else happened just now...... Think about it...... Think about it...... The peach that the little monkey gave him was snatched away by the giant spirit god...... This little hairy god actually wants to take advantage of the danger of others and humiliate himself...... Guanyin Bodhisattva, yes, the compassionate Guanyin has relieved himself...... She also seemed to have pointed out a clear path for herself, saying that there was a good person who had cultivated for ten lifetimes who could save herself, but she had to find this good person herself...... Joke, I am trapped in the Five Elements Mountain, can I find it in person?

No, no...... It seems that I really went to find it myself...... That's right, Confucius Temple, Old Golden Head, Autumn Water, Little Dumb, Hanging Gall, Fan Wind...... Who am I? Jinshan, yes! I'm Jinshan...... Am I not Goku...... Could it be a dream, but it's too real...... No, it's not a dream! So what's going on in the Five Elements Mountains now? Is this a dream......

Wukong thought about it, but he had no clue, and he was upset and had a splitting headache for a while!

In both reality and illusion, there is a mad monk who jumped out of nowhere! Holding an embroidery needle, he smiled, and pierced Wukong's seal hall!

Wukong screamed miserably, opened his eyes and looked, but saw Qiushui, the little mute, the hanging gall, the fan, and four frightened faces surrounding him!

"Uncle......" Wukong turned over and threw himself on the old golden head, crying again!

"Brother Shan, don't be overly sad, Uncle Jin is not really dead!" Qiushui's expression was a little strange, "I don't know what happened just now, I really saw Uncle Jin get up from his body, and then arrived in front of the temple gate, and sat in a sedan chair to the sky!"

"Autumn ...... Water, don't you ...... Scare me!" the little mute turned pale for a moment.

"I'm not scaring you, what I said is true...... Hey, you see, Uncle Jin is waving to us from the sky!" Qiu Shui said and came to the outside of the main hall.

Wukong could hear it, so he stopped his sad voice, came to the courtyard with everyone, and followed the direction of Qiushui's finger to gaze!

At this time, the remnant sun has fallen, and a burning cloud in the sky has turned into a smiling face with the wind, which is like the wrinkled and tired smiling face of the old golden head!

Wukong snorted, and returned to the hall with a gloomy expression! I saw my uncle lying peacefully on the ground, as if he was asleep.

Wukong remembered his uncle's instructions before he died, so he clenched his teeth and said with great grief: "Brothers, before my uncle left, he also found a good place for me and others, and now that he has gone to the old man's house, let him sleep in the Confucius Temple forever!"

When everyone heard this, they were all sad!

Silently, everyone dug a tomb in the courtyard and buried the old golden head gently!

From the setting sun to the full moon branches, from the stars to the whiteness of the east, the brothers were busy all night!

The sun rose, and the sunlight shone on Wukong's tired face, shining! It turned out that Wukong's tears were frozen at some point!

Alas, life and death, yin and yang, what a sad word!

"Brothers, you can't live in the land of right and wrong for a long time, we have offended all forces, and we can't stay here anymore!" Wukong said with a solemn face: "Uncle said before he died, a thousand miles west from here, there is a place called Chang'an, which is a paradise for the poor, I plan to get up and go to Chang'an immediately, and those who are willing to go with me all the way to the west, if they don't want to go, let's break up!"

"Brother Shan, where you go, I'll go up, the ends of the world, I'll accompany you!" Qiushui was very excited, his eyes were full of tears.

"Swarm...... Lord, I follow ...... You go with you...... Chang'an!" The little mute seemed to be a little anxious, and he sighed for a long time.

"If you didn't say it, I'll go too!" "I'll go too!"

"Well, since all the brothers are willing to share weal and sorrow with Jin and work together, then I'll leave now!" Wukong said and knelt down in front of the old golden head's grave, pestle the ground with his head, "Uncle, we are leaving, your old man should rest here, and when the child is mixed up one day, he will definitely come back to rebuild a big tomb for you and erect a big monument!"

At this time, a few old crows "Ah...... ...... "flew by." Its voice is mournful, sad and earnest, as if it is singing an elegy of sorrow!

Wukong and the others burst into tears again and left the Confucius Temple crying......

The group passed by Guxianzhuang to the north, begged for some food and drink, and after a short rest, turned around and headed west!

After six or seven days of listlessness, everyone gradually came out of their sad and indignant emotions!

One day, walking in the wilderness, the little mute said to Wukong with some doubts: "Qun...... Lord, there is ...... I'll ...... a few words I want to ask...... You, but feel ...... It doesn't fit well...... Suitable!"

"What's the matter with Brother Xian, but it's okay to talk about it?" Wukong said with a wry smile.

"On that day, Uncle Jin didn't ...... Fortunately, you fainted...... After pouring, he said...... What's the 'Five...... Hiking, giant ...... Lingshen, Guanyin...... Bodhisattva, 10th Cultivator...... Good guys' and so on...... Chang Qi ...... Strange words, I don't know how...... Do you mean...... What's the ...... Is it a strange dream?" The little mute stared at Goku with wide eyes.

Wukong's heart moved: Dream? It seems that he really had a bizarre dream? What the little mute said seemed to be really a scene in his dream, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember any clear details...... It's too vague......

Thinking about it, Wukong felt that his brain was in pain, and his heart panicked, and finally, he couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, Brother Xian, what you said is all fragments of memory in my heart, but once I think about it deeply, I have a headache, so I just don't want to!"

"Swarm...... Lord, how much are you...... Think about it, I think...... Possible and ...... Your ...... The world is about ......" The little mute suddenly has a strong interest in metaphysics after the experience of the Dragon King Temple!

"Brother Shan, look, there seems to be an accident ahead!" Qiushui on the side suddenly shouted.

Everyone hurriedly looked forward, but saw that the yellow sand was not far away, the golden drums were loud, and the shouts of killing were endless, and a big battle blocked the way to the west......