"Holy monk, is it true that people will suffer when they live in the world?" Zixia helplessly glanced at the three people who were fighting, and then put her eyes on Tang Seng's face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yes, as long as you live, you will suffer. Tang Seng nodded and said.

"I was a little fox in my previous life, I lived on lies since I was a child, I was hungry all day long, and I was harassed by other monsters, but even at that time, when even eating a full meal seemed luxurious, I didn't feel the pain now, why is this?"

"I don't know if you've found it, in this world, no matter who you are, you can't be happy forever, the more perfect a person is in all aspects, the more lonely his heart will be, but there are not some people who seem inconspicuous on the surface to live a chic life, but even if they are inconspicuous, they have their own troubles and pains, but they are less than those who are shrouded in aura. ”

Zixia nodded: "It's probably like this, but why?"

"I think that since a person is born, he is burdened with a certain amount of luck, and the power of this luck will be exerted at a certain stage of a person's life, pushing that person to the commanding heights of his ideals, but luck is fixed, and when that person feels that he is living a very happy life, he will often go downhill and become unhappy. ”

"It's the same as the water in the cup, it will overflow when it's full, but there is no bottle mouth in this cup of life that can make good luck overflow, so if there is too much good luck, the bottle will burst, and then the water that was originally slow will slowly flow out, and there is nothing left. ”

"Do you mean that I live too happily in the Celestial Realm, so this is God's punishment for me?"

"Who knows... Some people spend a lifetime to fill their bottles, some people spend a lifetime to let the original good luck flow out, and more people are 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, these people either squandered their good luck prematurely, or they accumulated luck earlier, and then used it properly in the second half of their lives. ”

Zixia thought about Tang Seng's words, and her head nodded unconsciously.

"Is suffering a way to increase your good luck?" Zixia asked.

"This... I'm not the god who created this, I don't know this, I'm just a monk who came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the West to learn scriptures, all of this is just my conjecture. ”

Zixia's originally happy face slowly calmed down, and she looked a little depressed.

"But I know that if you can bring happiness to others, you can also be happy yourself. Tang Seng added.

"Bringing happiness to others?" Zixia looked at Tang Seng with wide eyes.

"Yes, when you help someone get rid of misfortune, you will involuntarily feel happy in your heart, and I believe that this feeling will not deceive. ”

"When I married the Bull Demon King, didn't it bring him happiness? Zixia smiled self-deprecatingly, "Will I be happy then?" ”

"No, no, no," Tang Seng stretched out his finger and shook it at Zixia, "I'm talking about real happiness, you have to see the essence through the phenomenon, do you think the Bull Demon King will be happy if he marries you, have you heard about the fate of the jade-faced fox, have you heard about the Rakshasa Girl... Have you heard about Sun Wukong? ”

Zixia shook her head: "I don't understand what you mean, Holy Monk. ”

"You understand, you just don't want to admit it. Tang Seng turned to look at the four people who were still fighting with his hands behind his back, "Look, in this war, there are five people who need you to save." ”

"Five people?" Zixia was puzzled.

"Yes, five people. Tang Seng nodded.

"I see. Zixia thought for a while and nodded to Tang Seng, "If I stop them by speaking out, can I go to the West Heaven with you to learn scriptures?"

Tang Seng shook his head.

"Why not, because I'm a daughter?" Zixia asked.

"No, I've always been indifferent to gender, the white horse is also a daughter, not still ridden by me every day, those monks who let themselves stay away from women, all have dirty thoughts in their hearts, if the heart is clear and there are no impurities, even if there is a stunning red **** around him, he will sit at ease and keep his eyes peeled. Tang Seng explained.

"Then why don't you let me go west with you?"

"Because you're Zixia. Tang Seng replied.

"Because I'm Zixia, what kind of reason is this. Zixia's brow furrowed.

"Yes, because you're Zixia. Tang Seng's eyes became melancholy.

Zixia glanced at Tang Seng and slowly walked in front of the four people who were fighting: "Don't fight anymore." ”

"Zixia Fairy, wait a minute, and I'll take you back after I get rid of this unrighteous monkey and this nonsense pig. The Bull Demon King shouted.

"You said that if you don't fight, you won't fight, I really think you are my sister-in-law. Zhu Bajie snorted, and before he finished speaking, he was stabbed out by the Bull Demon King with a bull fork and crashed into a big tree.

"You mad cow, look at me and skin you alive!" Zhu Bajie felt very ashamed of being beaten away, and after getting up from the ground, he patted his ass and threw himself straight towards the Bull Demon King.

Sun Wukong and Liu'er didn't speak, not because they didn't want to speak, but because they couldn't speak, the offensive of both of them was extremely fierce, so fierce that neither of them dared to show their flaws rashly.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick comes from the East China Sea, and the six-eared golden hoop stick comes from the West Sea, at first glance, there is nothing else, but if you identify it carefully, you will find that the golden hoop stick held by the six ears is wrapped in a faint black gas, as if the evil demon is possessed on the golden hoop stick, but the black gas is too thin, and if you don't open your eyes seriously, you can't find anything.

The two men made contact again, and then were bounced out of each other's air.

When she threw herself at the other party again, Zixia stood between the two.

Sun Wukong took back the golden hoop stick, and Liu'er directly threw the golden hoop stick on Zixia's body.

Zixia rolled twice on the ground like a knocked sandbag and then lay on the ground.

Liu'er put the golden hoop rod back, feeling a little uneasy.

Sun Wukong looked directly at Zixia who was lying on the ground and no longer moving, and his eyes slowly burned.

"You see, the truth is often hidden behind a heavy fog, and if you don't blow away the misleading fog, you will always be confused by what appears on the surface, and then you can't see the truth. ”

"You've got to die. The clothes on Sun Wukong's body slowly burned, and a pair of red eyes were aimed at the six ears.

"What are you talking about, I am the Monkey King, you are a fake. Liu'er felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, but even so, he had to quibble, trying to confuse Tang Seng and their judgment.