CHAPTER IV

Since then, Six Ears have broken into my sight from time to time.

He doesn't speak, and he doesn't get in the way of me.

It's just that the dangerous aura that emanates from him bothers me.

Also, the "heart" in my body, which Lao Lang gave me, is gradually decaying towards death, while another "heart" like a flame is quietly reborn.

The color of the flame was like the light in the eyes of the six ears.

As a result, my chest hurts all the time.

The "heart" of Lao Lang left behind the nostalgia for Ah Zi, and I don't know if the bond between me and Ah Zi will still exist when he dies completely.

I was terrified.

When Ah Zi's eyes cleared and scabbed, I couldn't wait to set off to find the Sanxing Cave, and unlike the original plan, I took Ah Zi with me.

The place we walked the most was the mountains and rivers, and I encountered a lot of monsters, some of which I could fight, and some of which I could run.

But in a mountain stream, I ran into trouble.

It was a bunch of crow spirits, they were outnumbered, and they had wings, and I couldn't beat them and I couldn't run away.

They threatened to eat me and Zi.

I asked Ah Zi if she was afraid.

She said she wasn't afraid.

But I'm afraid.

I'm afraid she's going to be eaten.

Once again, I went on a killing spree.

I bathed in blood and tore apart the crow spirits that were close to Ah Zi.

Six Ears sneered wantonly on the sidelines again.

But no one paid any attention to him.

No one else could see him but me.

However, I was defeated by two fists and four hands.

I was entangled.

A large group of crow spirits croaked and pounced on Ah Zi.

My eyes were split.

But it doesn't help.

At this moment, a ball of golden light shone up from behind Ah Zi, and it was instantaneous.

Those countless crow spirits were illuminated by the golden light, and one by one they were silently wiped out.

In a moment, the mountain stream returned to clarity.

Amitabha.

A middle-aged monk dressed in a moon-white monk's robe walked out from behind Ah Zi.

I can see his face clearly, but I can't always remember his appearance, I just feel that he doesn't have a little human fireworks on his body.

He said that he was from Lingshan, and that he had two of his most proud disciples, a man and a woman, but the two of them were on the wrong path.

He wanted to take in another disciple.

Ask Ah Zi if she is willing.

Somehow, although this monk saved us, I hated him inexplicably from the bottom of my heart.

My heart ached.

The rotten "heart" in the body died completely at this time, and was completely replaced by another "heart".

Inhuman suffering swept through the whole body from the bottom of the "heart".

The world was spinning before my eyes.

I didn't hear what Ah Zi said to the great monk.

I lost consciousness.

It's not a complete story, or rather, it's a halfway waking dream.

I woke up.

I was still squatting at the door of the three-star cave, and the stone tablet was still standing in front of me.

I can't help but wonder if the years I have traveled through are just a dream of Huang Liang.

Just as I was wondering, Six Ears came into my sight at one time.

He sneered and walked over to the stele.

Bombardment of the stele with one punch.

Horrible flames erupted from him.

The stele exploded.

Rubble flying.

The stone door of Sanxingdong opened in response.

No one greeted me, so I stepped in.

Inside the cave is a different world.

The wind and snow outside Fangcun Mountain are cold, and the birds here are fragrant.

I walked up the cyan stone steps, step by step.

I walked for an unknown amount of time, but there was no end in sight to the stone steps.

Six ears appeared again, and he asked me impatiently, why did I follow the path that others had arranged?

He stepped heavily on the stone steps.

In an instant, countless stone steps shattered inch by inch and disintegrated.

The surrounding landscape is unpredictable.

I appeared in the midst of a fire.

At his feet is a stone platform suspended in the midst of the Fire.

In the center of the stone platform, there is an ancient tree that is about the same height as me, but it looks like it has lived for countless thousands of years.

The cortex is like iron, jagged and uneven.

One branch with three leaves, three branches and one fruit.

There is an old man's face in the tree.

He looked at me with a very strange look, as if he couldn't say a word.

I asked him where this was.

He said that this is a three-star hole.

He said, everyone's three-star hole is different, and here is my three-star hole.

I want to understand my intentions, I want to cultivate the Tao and learn the art of change.

He said, "He's here to wait for me."

He also said that he would rather not wait for me if he could.

I asked, why are you waiting here if you don't want me to come?

He said because he knew I would come.

I said, I don't understand.

He said I don't need to understand.

He said, "Give me a name before teaching me to practice."

It's called "Monkey King".

I asked him what "Monkey King" meant.

He said it wasn't interesting, because I was "Monkey King".

I didn't dig into it, but I think the name "Monkey King" must have an extraordinary meaning.

Because every monkey in Huaguo Mountain, and even every living being, has no name.

I'm the only one.