I wanted to achieve the name of Monkey King, and I thought that there was nothing invincible in the world, but I was drawn by Wang Lingguan, captured by Erlang Xiaosheng, escaped from the gossip furnace, was captured by Rulai, and was bound by a spell for a full five hundred years, there was no sun and moon in the mountains, I never bowed my head, and the land of the mountain god sent me to eat, and I only regarded it as an offering, never felt that I was a prisoner, and some only had a beating soul. And every year there are always people who come to visit, I don't seem to have noticed when she came to Huaguo Mountain, and I didn't take care of her during the war, but now she is the most who comes at the bottom of the mountain.

It seems that except for Huaguo Mountain and fame, there is nothing that can stay in his heart, and he once boasted in front of Xiong Zhen: "I am the famous first demon." "But when the monkey woke up, he was halfway west, why did he only find out now? I wanted to ask the master a few times, but I still held back, the monkey was so good-skinned, but he didn't speak, the master was easy for a few apprentices to teach the Fa every time he rested, Bajie lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes in contemplation, Ryoma snorted, Lao Sha meditated and pious, but it seemed to have touched himself, when did it change? I can't say it anymore.

The past will slowly turn into memories, and when you pretend to forget, you will come to you in a dream in the middle of the night, when you have no way to escape. Along the way, the monkey didn't sleep well, sometimes he dreamed that the sixth brother exorcised the great sage was injured in the shoulder and retreated, staring at himself viciously and scolding the only husband, sometimes dreaming of the scene of the fire burning and smoky fire in the Tushi Palace, sometimes dreaming that when he was sentenced to death, although he was not injured or damaged, he still had pain, and when he was most wronged, he wanted to go to find his teacher, but unfortunately after he broke through the catastrophe, the teacher also escaped from the disaster....

The world only knows that the fat man fell into the world as a pig, but he doesn't know his ferocity, and he bites a lot of piglets to death just after he was born. became a spirit and there was an old Taoist who wanted to accept him, but Marshal Tianpeng was the generalissimo of the Tianhe Water Army. Even the Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor also called him a brother. The Hui'an walker under the Guanyin seat took him and almost killed him. The marriage between Fuling Cave and the second sister is still a love... The fisherman was even more murderous and devouring corpses in the 800-mile quicksand river, mutilating one party. As for the monkey stirring up the rain and causing Huaguo Mountain to be burned by fire, it took 500 years to regain its vitality. Everyone is a prisoner, everyone is guilty ....

And I have been making passive choices all my life, when I was born, my mother put me in the wooden basin, originally the saying of sending children is auspicious, but all couples who have no children will love them in every way, and I was picked up by the master.... Being a monk is just because the master is a monk, and taking the Western Scripture is simply a whim of the Tang King, and no one seems to have asked me if I wanted to. The acceptance of these three apprentices was prepared by Guanyin in advance, but that day I encountered a choice.

The daughter asked me if I was willing to stay, and I hesitated for a moment, this vacant water monster who has always been taciturn actually refused for me, but I am used to such a passive choice, even if I will regret it afterwards, but it has happened, if regret is useful then I will not leave Chang'an in the first place. I sighed and thought, maybe when I get back the scriptures, I can really make the world have no more grudges, I hope that is true, well, that is true.

That night I had a dream that I was passing by a river, and a red-bearded monster dragged me to the bottom of the water, endless darkness, and there was silence all around, and that scene seemed to be repeated in the dream, who killed me? Or who did I kill? In my dream, there were big golden birds, and the white-haired rat looked back with a golden light on the tip of his nose, and there would be five hundred arhats, and at that time I bowed my head to one person, but in this life I am extremely cowardly. A drink and a peck are set in advance.