(Added for the tiger cat)

Time passed day by day, and "Journey to the West", I read it over and over again, in addition to the magnificent plot and the world of immortals and Buddhas, what made me fall in love with it the most was the charismatic character creation of Sun Wukong, whose intelligence, liveliness, loyalty and jealousy were like hatred, all kinds of qualities, all of which made me love.

With the advancement of the plot, I experienced it together, from the immortal stone breeding, the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain, the apprenticeship of Bodhi Ancestor, learning a skill, and then making trouble in the Dragon Palace and the underworld, the heavenly court recruited An Bi Ma Wen, Huaguo Mountain made a rebellion, the King of Tota conquered and then recruited An, made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain, and then Guanyin was lit up, escorting Tang Seng, all the way to 9981 difficult ......

Trapped underground, I felt more and more empathy like the monkey who was crushed under the Five Elements Mountain.

Before I knew it, I felt like an extra voice was coming to my head.

I talked to it, chatted with it, shared the bitterness and sorrows in my heart with it, communicated with it about my fear of death, and my confusion about the future, I vented all the negative emotions in my heart, but it didn't care, but laughed at me, saying that life is also happy, death is also painful, pity my world, there are many sorrows.

I said I didn't understand, it said in one sentence, why do you want to do so much?

When I say that people live, shouldn't they just think?

It says fart, people live to survive, all by instinct, think so many things, have a fart?

I said, but I don't have a way to live now, and I can't escape death after all.

It also says, "Man, from birth, is destined to die—who in this world can not die?" And you don't have no way to live here, it's nothing more than waiting, when I pressed under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years, my head was grassy, and I still lived happily, how many eggs are you here?

I said, Great Sage, have you not eaten, drank, pulled or scattered for 500 years? If it is spilled, how to solve the problem of excrement......

It:......

The voice in my head was very vague at first, but later, I felt its existence more and more truly, especially when I was reciting the script of "Journey to the West", the feeling was particularly obvious, and even when I stopped, it was as if it was opposite me, I could chat, talk, talk nonsense, and even discuss cultivation with it, which made me feel as if I had encountered something when Ma Yiao asked God to come up.

Did I have touched the Spirit?

It's just that what he met was Lu Dongbin and Lu Zu, and what I met was Monkey King.

However, when I broke free from that state, I thought about it carefully, and found that what it said to me seemed to be just another thought in my heart, and even the cultivation that guided me was within the scope of my own learning.

As for the rest, it wasn't mentioned at all.

So at this time, I suddenly felt that I was most likely schizophrenic.

In other words, I was mentally ill.

That is, crazy.

When I realized this, I tried to stop reading "Journey to the West" and return myself to a normal state and not fall into that obsession, but it didn't take long for all kinds of negative emotions to come to my mind, making me very painful, constantly banging my head against the wall, and even trying to kill myself, to end it all.

And when I was lying on the ground covered in scars, I suddenly realized that it was better to enjoy the joy of having someone to accompany me than to die in such pain.

Even if that person is another me.

A split personality of me.

After recognizing this reality, I began to completely let go of myself, and the voice in my head began to slowly materialize, and it really emerged, but the appearance of this monkey head and monkey brain is exactly the same as the Monkey King in the 82 version of Journey to the West, even the simple makeup and the monkey hair that is not sticky are all copied.

But I think it's real, maybe it's real.

It is the spirit of Monkey King.

And this spirit, it has attached itself to me......

How long has it been since time passed imperceptibly? I don't know, because the concept of time here in the Hell Yae Cold Realm is very vague, and all the timers become inaccurate due to the magnetic field, so I don't know at all about whether it's going to be a month, two months, or even a few months.

But for me, this period of time is actually not difficult.

The main thing is because I have one more friend.

Sometimes I talk to it, sometimes I argue with it, and sometimes I even surrender control of my body and let it guide my practice......

This feeling is wonderful, at least during this time, I feel that my cultivation has become more and more exquisite, and the power of candle yin fire and decay water is also under my control, wandering in the ocean of cultivation, I have simple happiness and inner peace, which I can't find anywhere else.

I am sometimes silent, the ancient well is not wavering, like a monk who has attained the Tao; Sometimes unfathomable, the heart is smart, like a charlatan; sometimes ruthless and arrogant, like the king of the mountain who occupies the mountain; Sometimes he giggles and cheers, and returns like a young man......

I completely let go of myself, but I was truly happy.

And these happiness are things that I couldn't feel when I was wandering on the rivers and lakes before, struggling to survive, because at that time, I needed to suppress my nature, be submissive, cautious, and not dare to make any mistakes.

I need to think about all sorts of situations for fear of making a mistake.

But not now.

Because the world is not big, it is just me, with him.

Or maybe it's another me.

However, just when I thought that this situation was going to continue to the end of the world, suddenly a third voice joined my world.

A woman said to me in a deep voice, "I didn't think you were still alive, and I thought you were dead." ”

When I opened my eyes, it was still dark.

The voice was very erratic, as if it came from nothingness, and it seemed to come from all directions.

It lingered in my ear for a few seconds, and then I decided that it wasn't a delusion, and not only that, but I also confirmed who the voice was from.

I opened my mouth and said, "White Tiger. ”

The woman laughed, and said that not only did she not die, but she was not crazy - I didn't expect that after four months of hiding in this ghost place, you could still stay in such a state, and I was really impressed with you......

The monkey across from me laughed, and I laughed along.

I stretched out my hand and the monkey vanished, and then I said, "Are you here to take me away?" ”

White Tiger said, "I can take you away, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

I said, please.

White Tiger said: "This secret realm was built by me with my own hands, and every space has cost me all my efforts, so it is not difficult to rescue you." After such a long time of recovery, I can indeed take you away now, but you have to promise me that from now on, you will not pester Suzaku again, and you will not see her again, even if she looks for you, you will treat it as a stranger - if you can promise me and make a blood oath, I will take you out now. ”

I tilted my head, laughed, and said that you are a white tiger, not the queen mother.

Baihu didn't expect me to laugh, she was probably stunned for a while, and then said: "That's right, I just want to be the queen mother - I and Suzaku both have their own historical missions, you are not the legendary person, she really doesn't need to spend energy on you." If you don't promise me, stay here and die. ”

I said, how do you know I'm not that person?

The white tiger sneered and said If you are that person, how can you be trapped here?

I laughed and said Old Sun, I have been pressing under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years, so what? When the time comes, am I not soaring? Know who I am and don't? Does the Thirteen Taibao of Huaguoshan know? I'm the boss! Back then, I held two watermelon knives in my hand and cut from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road. cut back and forth for three days and three nights, and it was a river of blood. But I just started with a knife in my hand, and I didn't blink a glance......

The white tiger laughed and said crazy, crazy, really crazy.

I said that I am not crazy, I am the Monkey King, and I am the one who is destined to be......

The White Tiger said coldly: "No, the person we are waiting for is not the Monkey King, but a person who can lead us Night Stalkers to get rid of the shackles of the night, walk towards the light, crush the human race under us in one fell swoop, and rebuild the world pattern. You, not; Even if the Monkey King came back then, it wasn't ......"

I said calmly, "It turns out that your ambition is here. ”

The White Tiger let out a long sigh, and then said: "You can't understand the ancient wilderness, the glory of a hundred flowers blooming, and you haven't experienced the pain of catching demons and killing them all, you are just a nightcrawler who has been assimilated by humans, maybe you yourself think that you are just a special human being." How can you bring hope to countless nightkin who are struggling on the line of death? Finally, I would like to ask you a word, do you agree to my request just now......"

I was silent for a moment, then said to her with a grin, "Get out! ”

The white tiger was furious and scolded angrily: "You are waiting here to die, waiting to turn into a pile of mud!" ”

But I laughed out loud and began to recite: "As soon as the wind and thunder rise from the earth, there will be piles of white bones.

A monk is a fool and can still be trained, and a demon is a ghost.

The golden monkey raised a thousand fishing rods, and Yuyu clarified thousands of miles.

Hail Sun Dasheng today, only because the demon fog has returned.

Lai has eyes and thunderbolts, and does not teach white bones to gather in piles.

Nine days and four seas clear fog, eighty-one catastrophes.

The monk was tortured and remorseful, and the pig period was excited.

There is no forgiveness for the golden eyes and fiery eyes, even if the goblins come billions of degrees. ”

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