"Captain, you don't lie to me, according to what you say, isn't Zhu Long the Monkey King?" After hearing our description, Huang Ying said with a smile. When Huang Ying said this, I remembered that indeed, Zhu Long's appearance after transformation just now was almost exactly the same as the Monkey King in the novel. I turned my head to look at the others, and Lotte also looked at me in disbelief, could it be that Zhulong is the Monkey King in our myths and legends?

Lotte shook his head and said, "Captain, why don't we go and find out what Zhu Long is, it stands to reason that there will be some records in the anecdotes." ”

I rubbed my temples, I have seen most of the anecdotes of ancient China, especially the Classic of Mountains and Seas, I can almost recite it backwards, but Zhu Long's appearance, in my mind except for the Monkey King Sun Wukong, there is really no legend that can match him.

With the attitude of giving it a try, we took a taxi to the largest library in Linhai City. Although Linhai is a small city, the library can be said to have a very rich collection of books, but after searching for half an afternoon, we almost searched through all the books in the library, but we did not find a single clue.

I looked helplessly at the pile of books like a mountain in front of me, sighed and said, "Forget it, it's not too early, let's put the books back." Everyone else nodded and walked to the shelves with a pile of books.

I carefully inserted a book back before returning to the desk, seeing that I was coming, Lotte hurriedly pulled a woman over, handed me a book that had been opened and said, "Captain, look, what is this!" "The book is very worn, the corners and corners have been worn out, and the words and pictures on it are actually handwritten and hand-drawn, in this day and age, such a book can be said to be rare, the most shocking thing for me is that in the center of the page that Lotte opened, there is a brush drawing, and the things on the painting are exactly the same as the appearance of Zhu Long after his transformation! At the bottom of the illustration is a small line written "slack ghost, also known as slack peeling", I quickly flipped through it, except for this painting and this line of words, there is nothing else about slack.

I looked at Lotte and asked, "Where did you find this book?" ”

Lotte pointed to the girl next to him and said, "When I was returning the book, I happened to see her reading this book, so I brought the book and the person with me." ”

I looked at the girl next to Lotte, about 20 years old, not pretty, with a pair of big glasses on her nose, and a few brown freckles on both sides, I calmed down and said, "Hello, my name is Luo Xi, do you still have a book about this slack?" ”

The girl looked at me, pushed her glasses and said, "No, my grandfather gave me this book." ”

Hearing her say this, I was slightly disappointed, and finally had some clues, and broke it again. Then the girl continued: "But if you are also interested in the legend of slack, I can tell you that I grew up listening to my grandfather's stories. ”

Hearing this girl say this, I suddenly came to the spirit again, although the folk legends are not very reliable, but more or less I can still find some clues, even if it is a little good.

Of course, the library is not a good place to chat, so we are going to go to a restaurant next door to book a private room, and it is almost time to eat, so let's talk while eating. On the way, I also found out that this girl's name is Luo Han, who is from Sichuan and is now a freshman in Linhai. Of course, in the face of her such a male name, it is indispensable to complain about Lotte.

It was dinner time, and we managed to squeeze through the bustling hall to the upstairs box, and I ordered a few random dishes before the waiter closed the door.

Seeing the impatient expressions on the faces of several of us, Luo Han cleared his throat and said: "Speaking of slackness, the earliest can be traced back to the time when Pangu opened the heavens, after Pangu opened the heavens, he used his hair to turn into grass and trees, bones into mountains, and flesh and blood into oceans and rivers. ”

I said speechlessly: "I know all of these, there are all in the Book of Mountains and Seas, what I want to know is, what does this have to do with slackness?" ”

Luo Han glanced at me and said, "If you don't listen, if you don't listen, I'll leave." ”

Seeing that she really showed an unhappy expression, I smiled and said, "I'm sorry, you continue, continue." ”

Luo Han took a sip of tea and said: "After Pangu's death, there were no living creatures on the earth for many, many years, until the appearance of Nuwa and Fuxi, but in fact, there was another creature born at that time, that is, slack. ”

Luo Han said this, paused, and saw that we were all listening attentively, before nodding with satisfaction and continuing: "Slack's father can be said to be Pangu, it should be because he was born from the only organ left by Pangu - the heart. ”

My brows furrowed, Pangu, Nuwa, and Fuxi are all at the level of saints in Chinese mythology, so since Slack Peel can contradict Nuwa, that is to say, Slack Peel is at least at the level of a saint, but today's Zhu Long is at best stronger than Gu Qianmo, and it is far from those saints who are really recorded.

Hearing this, Shujing subconsciously said: "Why does Slack Peel have a conflict with Nuwa? ”

Luo Han glanced at Shujing and said: "We all know that Nuwa made people out of the soil, so people are equivalent to Nuwa's children, but people have seven emotions and six desires, once they have evil thoughts, evil thoughts, and slackness, they will kill that person, you say that if you see your children being killed, what will you do?" ”

Shujing nodded and didn't speak again.

Luo Han continued: "So, Nuwa and Fuxi joined forces to seal the slack peel into a stone, and Nuwa put the stone on the top of the mountain that ordinary people can't reach, and let him wind and rain, which can be regarded as a punishment for the slack. ”

Luo Han said here, I basically have the bottom in my heart, I didn't think wrong from the beginning, if this legend is correct, then it should be Sun Wukong.

A waiter walked in with a plate, and after he left, Luo Han continued: "Although the stone was beaten by the wind and rain, it was also accumulating energy, and finally he had accumulated enough energy, and he broke the seal of the stone and saw the sky again. But it is said that he used too much power to break the seal, so his cultivation was not even 1/10,000th of what he was in his heyday. You should be able to guess what happened next, right? ”

Lotte nodded and said, "Well, if that's right, the one who is sluggish will be the Monkey King later, right?" ”

Luo Han nodded and said: "Yes, but there is a saying in history that Xuanzang learned scriptures, but it has nothing to do with slack, Journey to the West is only written by later generations, listen to my grandfather, slack is the last god in the world." ”

Hearing Luo Han say this, I was slightly stunned, rubbed my temples and pondered, according to the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong was written in the Tang Dynasty to accompany Xuanzang to the west, that is, about 1300 years ago, even if he was really suppressed by Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years, that is, around 1800, just 200 years after the disappearance of the ancient gods, it is not an exaggeration to say that the slack is the last god, but the most incredible thing for me is that what is the identity of Luo Han's grandfather, and he will know so much? If he can say that Snibble is the last god, it proves that he knows something, at least, he knows that all the gods disappeared 2,000 years ago.

I looked at Luo Han who was eating, thought for a while and said, "Miss Luo, I wonder if I can visit your grandfather?" ”

Luo Han looked at me, put down the bowl, sighed and said, "Grandpa died the year before last." ”

I waved my hand embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Luo, I didn't know it would be like this, I mean, does your grandfather still have anything left?" Something like that booklet in your hand? ”

Luo Han thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, in addition to giving me stories, grandpa just locked himself in the room to draw pictures and write things that I couldn't understand. ”

I nodded and said, "Then, I want to go to your hometown, can you see it?" ”

Luo Han thought for a while, and finally said: "I want to go to class, I can't accompany you, you go to Wujiawan in Sichuan to inquire about Lao Luo's family, they all know." ”

I smiled and nodded, it seems that this Luo Han is really not deeply involved in the world, so casually tell others the address of his home, I smiled, waved my chopsticks and said, "Everyone eat quickly, rest early, we will go to Wujiawan tomorrow." ”

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