"Your finches are fine. At that time, after you left, there was a ghost in the underworld who took away her soul. Ling Yunzi stared at the ground with a somewhat dazed gaze: "But I know it's not a ghost." If you die, the underworld will not accept her soul. Someone must disguise himself as a ghost and evade the eyes and ears of the land and take away his soul. ”

The monkey sat on the ground, its body trembling slightly, its eyes wide open, but it couldn't see the grass and trees around it.

"...... I don't know who I ...... Hooked ...... Is it the master?" his eyes widened, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Not an old man. Ling Yunzi shook his head slowly: "I asked him, if it's him, there's no need to lie to me." ”

"Huh...... Not him...... Who is that? Who is that? hahahaha, who else will it be?" Covering his face, he smiled bitterly and trembled: "Who could it be?" ”

Ling Yunzi struggled to stand up, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the soulless monkey: "Senior brother, listen to me, don't go back." We can go to my Lingyun Pavilion. I also have seventy-two variations. Over there, I'll teach you. ”

"You teach me?" the monkey laughed mockingly, and he slowly got up and stepped back, "You teach me?" ”

Under the scene of "Senior Brother......", Ling Yunzi no longer knew what to say.

Another flash of lightning swept across the sky, illuminating the monkey's tearful face.

There was a goose drizzle rain in the sky.

The monkey shook his head slowly, stepped back step by step, and reached out to pick up his Xingyun stick: "You're right, I shouldn't go back to the Three Star Cave of the Oblique Moon, I shouldn't go back." ”

"We can go to my Lingyun Pavilion. ”

"No—. The monkey reached out and tore off the robe marked with the words "Sanxingdong of the Oblique Moon" on the collar, and threw it on the ground: "I'm not going anywhere!

Turning around, he took a few slow steps, gritted his teeth, and ran briskly again.

Looking at his back, Ling Yunzi stretched out his hand, but he didn't know how to stop it, and what reason to use to stop it.

The wind passed by his ears, and he howled loudly, running faster and faster, and weeping bitterly.

"Why, why is this happening!"

Picking up the cloud walking stick, he swung it down with all his might, and a hundred-year-old giant tree collapsed in front of him.

"Why is that?"

In the gale, in the rain, he aimlessly brandished the cloud walking stick, roared hysterically, and smashed everything in front of him.

He just wanted to live well, he just wanted to save that little canary, he just wanted to fulfill his promise.

But why is this qiē so difficult?

He thought he was still in the novice village, but he didn't know that what he saw when he looked up was already the supreme being in this world.

He rode a divine beast, held an artifact, and sang the Divine Comedy.

If he wants to kill the finch, what will he do to stop it? What will he do to protect the finch!

What if you learn the seventy-two somersault clouds?

This world ...... What exactly do you want to force him to?

At this moment, he couldn't stop crying.

From the moment he was born to Huaguo Mountain, he was already doomed, and when he was reborn as a demon, he was involuntarily assigned to the side of the demon.

No matter how small and pitiful your dreams are, no one will sympathize, no one will have pity.

Because you're just a demon.

It's a demon, so you can list the crimes at will.

Raising his head, he roared helplessly at the sky, roaring heartbreakingly, like the tiger he had killed with his own hands, roaring in despair.

"If you can only be yourself, why bother to be someone else?" Yu Ding's voice echoed in his ears.

"Yes, if I can only be myself, why bother to be someone else?" the voice trembled slightly.

From entering the Water Curtain Cave, to going to sea, to apprenticing, step by step, he is just thinking about becoming the Monkey King in the Journey to the West. He even wanted to learn the way of doing things in the way of enlightenment.

He is no longer himself.

He is just a prisoner in the book "Journey to the West".

He thought he was smart enough to change his fate, but he didn't know that he had pushed himself into a desperate situation step by step.

What about the traverser? With the memories of these decades, can you play with those old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years?

He never broke free from the shackles of fate. No matter how much I struggled, I just got deeper and deeper.

In the midst of the raging rain, he frantically waved the stick in his hand. There are no rules, no routines.

Heart-rending wailing, helpless wailing.

The terrible voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Even if he has reached the Nashen realm, he is no different from the monkey at the beginning.

Even if he learns seventy-two changes, what can he do? He is still the helpless monkey who only cries on moonlit nights.

What is he going to do to confront Taishang Laojun?

But can't this qiē be changed?

The chaotic thoughts, the suppressed anger made him mad, and he destroyed even more frantically, as if he was going to destroy the world.

Until he ran out of strength, the Walking Cloud Stick came out of his hand, and he lay helplessly in the rain and beat the ground.

The torrential rain lapped down his back, running down his cheeks and mixing with tears.

He wept helplessly, grinning his teeth and wailing angrily, and in vain he struck the sand and gravel on the ground with his fists, splashing up the rain and leaving deep pits one after another.

The bruised fist was already scarred.

Until he can no longer exert the slightest strength.

"Why...... Why...... Why is this happening...... Sparrows...... My finches...... Where exactly have you been...... Where have you been......" In the pouring rain, he clutched the last remaining feather and hid his face and wept.

Those shoulders shivered in the rain.

From beginning to end, he was just the little monkey that Que Er met in Huaguo Mountain, the monkey who was chased by a tiger and had nowhere to hide, and never changed.

A pair of white boots slowly came to him, covering out the rain that was pouring down on him.

Raising his head, in the drizzle, he saw the familiar face, holding an umbrella, but standing in the wind and rain.

"Who do you cry to? As long as you are alive, you are hope. With a smile on her face that was sour, and biting her lip, she said, "We are all the same, we have an invincible enemy. But, no matter how many years, there will come a day when we will definitely defeat him!"

The monkey slowly lowered his head and was silent, and for a long time, the two of them were silent in the rain, letting the downpour lap.

"Yang Chan. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Our Deal...... Does it still work?"

"Of course. ”

......

Ling Yunzi sat slumped in the rain and let the cold rain lap against him, and the rain slid down from his long wind-blown hair, covering his face.

Reaching out and taking out a string of jade slips from his waist, he clumsily selected one of them and put it to his mouth.

"Master......" opened his mouth slightly, but he paused again, and was silent in the rain for a long time before he trembled and said softly: "Senior brother...... Let's go. ”

......

"Got it...... Let him go. ”

100,000 miles away, the lonely figure of the old man standing in the attic fell into loneliness.

After a long time, the old man raised his head to look at the rolling clouds in the air, stroked his long beard and sighed slowly: "Yes, the sky has changed." ”

[Kunlun Mountain Volume. ENDS】