Ear

It's the sound of the wind,

Chest

It was also because of this huge penetrating wound that there was also the howling of the wind.

Those winds,

In their own bones, in their own bodies, shuttles, collides, whirls,

It was like a symphony prologue.

And this,

For yourself,

But it's the final note.

The old monkey knows,

It's over on its own,

It's finally over,

After so long,

After all, there is no way to go on.

Before dying, people seem to habitually ignore the flow of time, and many images will appear in their minds;

It's like a judge will make a summary of you before exercising a judgment on a person;

At this moment,

When he fell from the body of Hades,

The old monkey's eyes, which are gradually losing their lustre,

As if I saw a bonfire on that summer night,

A man dressed in white came to the wild forest,

then

He and the mountain coolies fought over a spiritual spring in the forest.

The man appeared,

He said,

Hold your horses

He came to help mediate.

And then

He beat himself up and the mountain movers.

Mediation ended,

The fountain belongs to him,

afterward

He built a thatched hut next to the spiritual spring.

At that time, he and the mountain movers were not yet adults, but because of their bloodline, they were also not to be underestimated among the local monsters.

Seeing such a middle-aged man with fairy wind bones appearing,

And the other party is so powerful,

After he and the mountain movers were beaten,

Fall at his feet,

Shouting for the "immortals" to take us in.

And then

He beat himself and the mountain movers again.

He said

Don't mention the word "immortal" to him,

"Immortal" is just a fart, and it stinks.

But

He said

You can accept one, this is the rule, you can only accept one.

He said he didn't like the rule either, adding that it took him a long time to overcome his hair allergies.

But this rule was set by his ancestors, and there was no way.

He felt that his previous generation, his previous generation, and his previous generation might not like monkeys, but who called the oldest ancestor liked it.

Generations of monkey catches, preferably not the same.

He said that he searched for a long time before he found himself and moved the mountain.

He was a little helpless and a little disgusted,

sighed;

Let's make do with it.

He threw a firefly into the old woods, waved his hand, picked up a jug of wine himself, and poured himself a drink.

At the same time, he laughed:

"Let's go find it."

His smile is like a vicious dog, knocking at the heartstrings of himself and moving mountains;

He and the coolie were really like two hunting dogs, running into the forest together and starting to look for them.

Three days later,

I caught the firefly and came out cheerfully;

The coolies who moved mountains were depressed;

But he said,

"The one he wants to collect is the one he didn't find."

And then

He took in the mountain movers.

I was very puzzled, and until now, I can't understand it.

What's wrong with you,

Will it be treated differently like this?

This is a game, winning or losing, all by his thoughts;

That summer,

I caught a firefly myself,

But because of this, he lost the tomorrow he wanted.

He lived in the woods for ten years,

Although he confiscated himself,

Usually, he teaches himself and the mountain coolies the same as the mountain movers.

I have worked hard to put a lot of thought into it,

To please,

to progress,

I want to squeeze out the coolie who moves the mountain, I want to replace it,

or,

Let him break the rules and take the two!

But ten years later,

He's leaving,

He took away the coolies,

Left to themselves.

It was a summer night too,

He didn't control the earth and the heavens like the immortals,

Instead, he went straight to the ground,

He himself said that he likes the sky, but the sky is too broken, the house is expensive, the pavilions and pavilions are all deceptive advertisements, and the timing is all old and broken.

He also said that he also felt that the land was a bit dirty, but who told him that his family property was underground, and he came out to play for ten years, and achieved nothing, alas, he could only go back and inherit the whole hell of his family property;

He said, "Bitter, bitter."

He is the king of hell,

His home,

Generations

In charge of hell,

Holding yin and yang.

He's gone, and so are the coolies,

Sitting in front of that cabin,

I sat for three days and three nights.

I can't figure it out myself,

Even if thousands of years have passed,

I still can't figure it out,

Why didn't you choose yourself in the first place?

Why?

Why?

...... the end of your own life What's the difference?

I'm so smart!

If he took himself away at that time, and left behind a mountain moveer,

Have confidence in yourself,

He's now,

Still the king of hell!

When we last met,

He's gone,

The one who came back was the coolie who moved the mountain,

The mountain movers said that he was gone, and after listening to the words of the Bodhisattva, he left.

And then

I beat up the mountain movers.

The coolie who moved the mountain stood there and did not move,

Beat yourself up.

Actually, when it comes to fighting, it's hard to say when I was a child, but when I grow up, I really can't beat the mountain moveer.

And then

The mountain movers also left, and before leaving, they said that they would protect what he left behind.

Anyone else is gone,

What's the use of you still guarding things?

After so many years,

Summer night bonfires when I was a teenager,

A cold pond carp in the twilight of its life.

The only consolation is that

He's still ......

I have been puzzled, deeply puzzled,

It's not just him who he was at the beginning, why he didn't choose himself,

At the same time, there are,

Why did he end up like that?

This is even more unbelievable than choosing to move mountains and not choosing yourself!

Right now

It seems that with the rapid passage of his life force,

As the death knell of oneself has begun to ring,

I still haven't been able to understand,

But it's like...... It's a little bearish.

Many things, when you see flowers in the fog, they are blurry, you can't see really, but after looking down, you can see more clearly.

The old monkey smiled,

Lying on the ground,

Falling into the muddy swamp,

The black, muddy rain washed over and over his decaying body.

"Ah............h

It's not screaming,

It's not moaning,

Not to lament unconsciously,

In the midst of this voice,

With that,

It's enlightenment.

"Hahahaha............"

Hades's Dharma Body slowly stood up,

Distance

The middle-aged man also slowly stood up,

He clapped his hands,

tidied up his collar,

The huge body of the Dharma Body lifted its feet,

stepped on the old monkey's chest.

"Your era is long over, why do you come out to make a fuss?"

sound

It came out of Lawyer An's mouth,

At this time, lawyer An,

Standing right next to the old monkey's body,

Almost facing the ears of the old monkeys.

The old monkey just continued to laugh, and his laughter was weak.

Lawyer An's eyes were full of horror, and he felt that this was really ridiculous.

That one,

That one,

It's really Hades!

"Mount Tai has collapsed, and the prince of the house has died."

When the old monkey heard this,

The huge body trembled,

Retorted vigorously:

"Tarzan...... Immortal. ”

The middle-aged man smiled as well, and his gaze began to slowly move upwards as he began to pursue the black figure.

Back then,

I thought I had banished him forever,

I didn't expect him to be alive.

Aren't you trying to get back the last Tarzan?

It's really fateful,

I actually got mixed up with this monkey.

The two widows, old and young, got together to keep warm, right?

This combination is really good.

meantime

It's ridiculous, too.

The middle-aged man raised his hand,

The Dharmakaya of Hades raised his hand,

Lawyer An also raised his hand,

A black canopy slowly poured down,

blocked the space that the black figure wanted to move,

Since it has come out of nowhere,

Don't go any further,

You mad dog,

It has to end here.

The poison that belongs to Mount Tai must be cleaned up!

In this way,

This trip to return to the yang,

There's a lot to do.

I wanted to help Di Ting bring a snack back,

I didn't expect that there would be two unexpected gains by the way,

interesting

interesting

Like this sinful fellow,

can make yourself feel happy.

"It's the rebirth of the king, appearing in front of this king, believe it or not, this king still has the ability to let him know:

What is the vicissitudes of life,

What is the change of time,

What is a thing or a person!

stage

It doesn't belong to you anymore,

Either

Roll down obediently,

Either

Kicked down! ”

Lawyer An shouted these words loudly,

And then

He saw the old monkey raise his hand,

As soon as this hand falls,

I will be smashed into a pulp,

Even under this terrible wind,

His own soul is not spared.

Lawyer An panicked,

He wanted to shout that he was wrong, that he couldn't help himself, but he couldn't control his body at all now.

"The villain who sells for glory......... The calf who steals a high position, just you, also want to learn from our old monkey family and crown the monkey? ”

The old monkey's thug slowly lowered it and placed it at Lawyer An's side.

Lawyer An breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ten halls, Hades, hehe, yin and yang are going to change, even I know that yin and yang are going to change.

When the time comes,

What are you? ”

The middle-aged man was not angry, but said very calmly:

"You don't have to worry about the affairs of this king, you can't see that day anymore.

Go down,

Your time has come,

Go down and look for it,

Maybe we'll find the last waste. ”

Talking and talking,

The middle-aged man suddenly said "oh",

Laughed:

"Oh, I almost forgot, down there, it's my business."

"Waste............ Thing? ”

"At this time, are you still protecting the Lord?"

"Waste............ Thing? ”

"A good card is played poorly, what is it if it is not waste?"

"You............ Very good. ”

Hades's Dharma Body grabbed the black figure above, grabbed it, had already grabbed it.

"I'm going to ............ Go down............"

The old monkey suddenly sighed.

"Confessed?" The middle-aged man asked.

"I don't dare go down............ Because............ Because he said............ He said that it was his responsibility. ”

Wen Yan,

The middle-aged man's divine consciousness began to spread out rapidly,

The old monkey is not saying this to himself!

"Boom!"

The old monkey slammed his fist on the ground with the last bit of strength,

The shock of terror quickly dispersed,

directly interfered with the middle-aged man's divine search,

meantime

The old monkey used his last bit of strength,

Straighten up the broken chest,

shouted in a hoarse voice:

"I just have one request............ A requirement............ Let him............ Leave it alone............ It's too dark down there......... I'm afraid of the dark............

Just let him ............ Stay with me............ Let's go down together............ Let's have company............"

In the distant col,

Boss Zhou, who has been standing for a long time in the heavy rain,

Nodding,

Road:

"Okay."