He took the wrong path for fourteen years and became a real Monkey King!

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Little monk

I'm a little monk, I wasn't. My life was not good, I was born weak and thin, and my family said that I was not easy to support, and they left me in a barren mountain.

That day, the master came from the east, he got up on a white horse, and he said to be my apprentice, but I have to walk a lot, do you want to?

So I became a monk.

But now Master is sick.

He sat up from the altar in the deserted temple in the morning and kept asking me who he was. I answered honestly, he is the most powerful monk in Datang. But he cried and laughed, said the day, said Fake, and said how Lao Tzu could cross.

I don't understand.

Master is looking at me now, and he has been watching it for a long time.

I was a little panicked.

Elder Tang

Lao Tzu really crossed over, desperate, Lao Tzu was too lazy to move, he didn't want to learn from the scriptures, Fake. Who is this little monk, the thief is a few annoying, and he is still staring at Lao Tzu, and he is still called Master Lao Tzu, his mother.

Little monk

There were tears in Master's eyes, and he felt sorry for Master, but unfortunately there was no doctor here. The journey of learning the scriptures has only been halfway through, and Master must have remembered the many hardships he had experienced.

Master wouldn't let me look at him anymore, I think they were men's tears.

Then I won't look at it.

I said Master, you are not angry, I don't look at you anymore.

Elder Tang

Huh, wait?

Elder Tang: You call me Master?

The little monk nodded.

Little monk

Master calls me Wukong, but I don't call me Wukong.

Little monk

Master is very excited now, saying that I am absolutely Wukong, I said that I am not, Master said a lot of nonsense, saying that I am the Buddha who fights and defeats, the king of all demons in Huaguo Mountain, and says that he has read 10,000 versions of Journey to the West and knows many routines, and I must have been sealed with mana and memory.

Master asked: Is that so?

I don't understand.

But Master is very knowledgeable, and he is so sure that I am, and I am sick, so I should comfort him.

I said, "I seem to be a little impressed."

Elder Tang looked at the little monk: Wukong.

The little monk hesitated: Hey.

Elder Tang: Wukong.

The little monk trembled: Master called me, do you want to do something...

Elder Tang laughed wildly.

Elder Tang

Hahahahaha

Little monk

Master touched my head and pinched my face, and he always smiled at me.

Elder Tang

This Goku has forgotten a lot of things, and I have to help him remember them.

Elder Tang: I guessed the beginning of the story, but I didn't guess the end of the story.

After Elder Tang finished speaking, he looked at the little monk expectantly.

Little Monk: ...

Elder Tang smiled.

Elder Tang: I want this day, I can no longer cover my eyes, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to know my intentions, and I want these Buddhas to disappear.

Elder Tang looked at the little monk expectantly.

Little Monk: ...

Elder Tang sang: I just crossed a few mountains, hey, I crossed a few more rivers, ha.

Little Monk: ...

Elder Tang: Do you remember anything?

The little monk was at a loss.

Elder Tang

It's a day, which version of Journey to the West is Lao Tzu in?

Little monk

The master tossed for a night, and then lay down with a heavy heart.

Master seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, he asked me about the process of learning the scriptures, and asked if there were any monsters on the way, and I said no. He seemed a little confused and a little irritable.

He asked: When Tang Seng first met Sun Wukong, did he fight monsters?

I said I don't know.

He lay on the straw mat and sighed, saying that this world was not interesting, but it was very interesting to go on the road with Sun Wukong. It may be that the opportunity has not yet come, but with me, you will definitely be able to find yourself.

I don't understand.

The master asked again about the itinerary for learning the scriptures.

He said that since he is in the play, let's follow the script. Wukong, I'm glad to meet you.

I don't know what to say.

In the early morning, the sun spreads on the desert.

Elder Tang squinted and led the horse.

Elder Tang: Wukong, where are you going?

Little Monk: In the past, you led the way, Master.

Elder Tang frowned.

He thought about it, raised his horsewhip, and cut it to the ground: Yes, we want to go west! All the way to the west! There is a true scripture in the west.

After three months, the desert, the sun.

Little monk

Master told me about Sun Wukong's appearance, Sun Wukong has an iron rod, wears a golden hoop on his head, has long body hair, is a monkey, Master picked up my trouser leg and plucked a piece of my leg hair.

He said, "Sure enough, yours is very long."

It feels weird.

Master knows many stories of Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, fought with Yang Jian, fought with Nezha, and never lost.

Master said, "You only need one chance to awaken to it, and that's how it is played on TV."

I didn't answer.

Master asked me, is there something wrong?

I said: I can't figure out if it's not the Monkey King.

Master's face was very solemn at this time, and he said, "Don't doubt yourself, your life is a life of struggle.

Elder Tang

Goku is not confident today.

Hey, it may be hot, but it's a few hot today.

The little monk hung his head.

Elder Tang dangled his horse leisurely: Do you remember the Zixia Fairy in the Water Curtain Cave?

He paused deliberately.

Little Monk: I can't remember.

Elder Tang: It's okay, you were still a Supreme Treasure at that time, and you also felt that you were not the Monkey King. Let the teacher talk to you in detail.

。。。

After listening to the story, the little monk wiped his tears.

Elder Tang also got into the drama a little: One day, you have to drive the colorful clouds, wear holy armor, and save the person you like, don't have any more regrets, can you do it?

It was night, and the little monk dreamed of Sun Wukong for the first time.

When he woke up, the sky was slightly bright, and Elder Tang was already sitting outside the tent, the Gobi Desert was like the sea, and Elder Tang was looking to the east.

Little Monk: Does Master sit in the morning class?

Elder Tang: No.

Little Monk: What is Master doing?

Elder Tang: I'm thinking about who I am, where I'm from, and where I'm going.

The little monk hesitated for a while.

Little Monk: Master, Sun Wukong should have a golden hoop stick, right?

Elder Tang: Hmm.

Little Monk: Sun Wukong should wear a golden hoop, right?

Elder Tang: Hmm.

The little monk smiled: Master, I dreamed that I had a golden hoop, an iron rod, a water curtain cave, a Zixia fairy, and ...

The east is white, and the morning glow is full of sky.

Elder Tang stood up fiercely: Okay!

Little monk

It went on for another three months.

We walked out of the Gobi Desert and bought an iron rod and an iron hoop at the blacksmith shop. But for this reason, the master took away his robe. He used to cherish it so much that he couldn't afford to wear it easily.

Master pretended not to care.

He put a golden hoop on my head and an iron rod in my hand.

Master said, "Wukong, I've got it all for you."

I want to cry.

Elder Tang

It's so refreshing to be rich, what do you eat for lunch?

Elder Tang heard sobs.

The little monk lowered his head and clenched the iron rod.

Whitish knuckles.

He wiped away his tears heavily: Master...

Little monk

I said to the master that I want to learn martial arts, and he said that when you awaken, you will be invincible, but at present, you have no strength to restrain the chicken, and it is also excellent to practice martial arts.

I asked Master what martial arts were the strongest.

The master thought about it for a while and said that he personally thinks that the Sunflower Treasure Book is stronger, and the Yijin Sutra is also okay.

I begged Master to teach me.

The master was a little embarrassed: Lao Tzu is a monk of Jinshan Temple, and he is not a monk of Shaolin Temple.

I was a little disappointed.

But Master said that if you have perseverance, you can start by doing a hundred push-ups a day.

Master, I will persevere.

Another year.

Elder Tang walked through the mountains and rivers, and also through the sea of people, in a valley, his face was full of exhaustion, and he rested on the ground.

He frowned.

The little monk fell to the ground, panting: one thousand eight hundred and thirty-one.

Elder Tang: Bajie hasn't appeared yet.

Little Monk: Who's that?

Elder Tang: It's your junior brother, the male number three, funny and responsible, indispensable.

Little Monk: One thousand eight hundred and thirty-two.

Elder Tang spat on the ground: It's really tasteless, not a single monster has been bumped into in the past two years.

Little monk

Master said last month that it was time to meet Zhu Bajie. This month, he said that it was time to meet Zhu Bajie. Master said that when I met Zhu Bajie, I would fight with him first.

I probably won't be able to beat it.

I'm going to do 10,000 push-ups tomorrow.

At night, the little monk hummed outside the tent.

Early in the morning, Elder Tang walked out of the tent with dark circles under his eyes, and the little monk stood in the distance, scratching and observing something with interest. On the path of the valley, a group of ascetic people knelt down step by step, facing the west.

Little Monk: Master, are we here?

Elder Tang frowned.

As the fog clears, a majestic city stands in the distance between the mountains, and the tallest building seems to be surrounded by the light of the Buddha.

The little monk was excited.

Elder Tang was very hesitant: Have you arrived?

Little Monk: It's here.

Elder Tang hesitated deeply.

Elder Tang

What about the Eight Rings?What about Wujing?What about the King of the Daughter Country?What about the Spider Spirit, the Jade Rabbit Essence, and the Pipa Essence?

Is this Journey to the West a pirated copy?

Little monk

We went to that city, and the Buddhism here seemed to be slightly different from the Tang Dynasty, but the believers were very kind. Someone led us to a temple, and a big man in a gorgeous costume gave us a box of parchment rolls.

I couldn't understand their language, but the master used gestures to communicate and get the scriptures.

Buddha bless!

I suspect that I have seen a certain bodhisattva, but I am not sure, I want to ask Master, but Master is a little absent-minded.

He must be happy now.

I'm also very happy.

Elder Tang paced through the wilderness, the small tent of the master and apprentice standing behind him, with many holes torn and hunting in the dry night wind.

He was reflecting.

Elder Tang: Something's wrong.

He muttered to himself, and stood suddenly, as if struck by lightning.

After a long time, he summoned the little monk.

Elder Tang's voice was low: I'm not leaving, take the true scriptures with you, and you can go back to the Tang Dynasty by yourself.

The little monk was at a loss.

Elder Tang: There are still 108,000 miles to go back, and I'm too tired.

Little Monk: Master?

Elder Tang chuckled: I am not the protagonist of the cliché time-traveling text, I can forget the past casually in an era and live with great interest.

Elder Tang: It's boring, there's no Monkey King here.

Little Monk: Master, I'm the Monkey King.

Elder Tang shook his head: No, you're not.

Little monk

Master fell ill, his face turned pale and he had a high fever. I went to the temple to ask the bodhisattvas, but they just shook their heads and sighed, and poked their hearts with their hands.

I get it.

Master is sick of the heart.

Is it because I'm not the Monkey King? But how can I be the Monkey King?

Little monk

Master is about to pass away, I humped Master on horseback, I think, if Master is dead, he will also be willing to die closer to Datang. It's been too far, too hard.

Master opened his eyes and looked at me with no sparkle in his eyes.

I think he might want to see Monkey King.

I put the iron hoop on my head and the iron rod in my hand.

Master said that Sun Wukong likes to bare his teeth.

I bared my teeth.

Master said that Sun Wukong likes to walk hunched over.

I was hunched over.

Master said, "Help me up."

？！

The little monk opened his mouth and cried.

Elder Tang said weakly: Swing the stick while crying, and steal a few handfuls. Unsightly.

Elder Tang propped himself up: Give me water, give me food, let me sleep well, Ming'er, let's go back to Datang.

Little monk

Master suddenly got sick, and he said that he was sick because his mentality had collapsed, but then he realized that a person can be defeated, but not defeated.

I don't understand.

Master explained to me that at first, he had a preconceived idea that this was the world of Journey to the West, but it turned out that this is really Tang Xuanzang.

I don't understand.

I asked Master why he liked Monkey King so much.

Master said you don't understand.

I said, in the future, I will be a good Monkey King.

Master smiled.

Master: How long will it take to leave Chang'an? I can't read a word of this box of scriptures, and I can't wait to hand them over to the state.

I said maybe five years.

Five years in the eye.

Elder Tang returned from learning the scriptures, the chanting of Chang'an City was full of sound, and the monks greeted each other. Elder Tang entered the palace and delivered the true scriptures, and the Son of Heaven was happy.

Son of Heaven: The royal brother is the Tang Dynasty Buddhism, and he has been traveling for more than ten years, and I am really distressed, and I have to rely on the royal brother for the task of translating the scriptures.

Elder Tang's face was embarrassed.

Son of Heaven: What's wrong?

Elder Tang raised a single palm: Your Majesty, the journey is hard, and the poor monk is really weak.

The Son of Heaven laughed.

Son of Heaven: There are many Hu monks in Chang'an City, so stay in Chang'an for the time being, and wait!

Little monk

The emperor asked me to live with my master in a temple on the outskirts of Chang'an.

Master said, "When you grow up, you should consider talking about a family matter, and I asked him, can a monk also get married?" He asked me with this question, and I promised that it should be.

Master was delighted.

Master said, "In the past few years, you have grown up and spoken a little less, but you don't need to always bare your teeth and hunchback, and you are not a monkey.

Master said I was thinking about something.

I asked what it was.

The master looked at me very seriously: When Tang Seng is boring, I want to return to the vulgar.

Elder Tang

Datang is so big, I want to go and see it.

emperor

I like Buddhism very much, Xuanzang is reluctant to translate the scriptures, to my surprise, I think the journey is too hard, this is okay, I think it is okay. A chapter of the Canon has been translated by a chosen person.

I bathed, changed clothes, burned incense, and turned the first page.

I only looked at it for a moment, and then I thought, mysterious!

It is written:

"In the beginning, when Nyorai created the heavens and the earth, the earth was empty and chaotic, and the abyss was dark, and the Spirit of Nyorai was running on the waters... ”

Also note: In the original scriptures, it is more appropriate to translate it as God, so it is hereby noted.

I couldn't help but slap my hands heavily.

I never even knew that the Buddha was so shocked when he created the world. It is worthy of being a true scripture! I have ordered many people to copy it and send it to various monasteries for joint study.

I couldn't help but gently stroke the translation of the scriptures.

I had to recite this esoteric scripture again.

"For example, if there is light, there will be light. ”

The next day, hundreds of monks sat quietly in front of the court, and a banner was hoisted: Tang Xuanzang's evil demons are spreading the way of demons, demagoguery! Please give your majesty justice to the Dharma!

When Elder Tang was packing his luggage, he heard a sound of footsteps, an army gathered outside his door, and the general led by him walked into the house and handed over a booklet.

General: Your Majesty and many eminent monks have some doubts about the scriptures, so please ask the elders to enter the court to explain the scriptures.

Elder Tang opened the booklet, and the chapter names came into view.

Three large characters in regular script.

Genesis.

Elder Tang

Break.

Little monk

I made an appointment with Master to escape the rivers and lakes, and as soon as my luggage was packed, the Imperial Forest Army suddenly broke into the temple and took Master away. I grabbed the iron rod, but Master shook his head at me.

Master said loudly, "Ah, Your Majesty invited me to drink tea, thank you Lord Long, thank you Lord Long.

I don't understand.

Is it necessary to drink tea so exciting?

My right eyelid was throbbing.

Chang'an, above the court.

Elder Tang stood in the center, surrounded by a circle of monks, all of whom looked angry.

The Son of Heaven was silent for a long time and then spoke: "Brother Yu, where did this scripture come from?"

Elder Tang: 108,000 miles away.

"Nonsense!"

"Demonic Outer Path!"

The monk was indignant.

An old monk walked out of the crowd: Do you dare to debate with us?

Old monk: If Israel sees me and asks me with a voice, it is a person who walks in an evil way, and he can't see what he is, how can he explain it?!

Elder Tang: Are you weak or not?

Elder Tang looked directly at the Son of Heaven: I went all the way to the west for 108,000 miles, and the true scripture was already here.

The Son of Heaven was silent.

Old monk: Tang Xuanzang, if you blaspheme the Dharma, you will inevitably fall into the hell of Abi. Your Majesty, he has an apprentice, who is not as cunning and wicked as he is, and if he is captured, he will be able to find out the source of this apocrypha.

Elder Tang was shaken.

He stared at the old monk: What did you say?

The old monk opened his mouth.

Elder Tang: Fuck you, stupid, you're fucking next door.

The monks knelt on the ground in unison.

Old Monk: Please fire this demon at the stake!

emperor

THE SCRIPTURE ... It's a forgery!

Xuanzang has changed.

He has spoken falsely, and has offended the wrath of the people, and has been pointed out by a thousand people, and I cannot save him. He could only be imprisoned and burned at the stake three days later. I remembered my old feelings and went to see him in prison, the prison was dark, but it didn't matter, I felt that it didn't matter.

I asked him, "What do you have to say?"

Xuanzang only said that his apprentice had nothing to do with this matter.

I know what he wants.

I am not a mean person, and when I got out of prison, I made his apprentice known.

Master and apprentice, should see the last face.

Elder Tang

The emperor came and asked Lao Tzu if he had anything to talk to him, and his face was so big. Lao Tzu wants to say, Lao Tzu went to the Vatican after a lot of hard work, and suddenly I missed the Pope a little.

This crossing can be a real nest.

Fourteen years, take fourteen years of scriptures, in exchange for a burning at the stake.

I don't know what the apprentice is doing, he should be doing push-ups, right?

Little Monk: Master.

Elder Tang raised his head suddenly, and the little monk's face was squeezed outside the prison door.

Elder Tang suddenly changed color: You were also arrested?

The little monk looked around and lowered his voice: No, Master, let's plan how to get you out.

Elder Tang: Save your mother, get out.

Little Monk: Master.

Elder Tang shouted: Get out!

The little monk crossed his knees and sat down quietly.

Little monk

I went to prison, and Master kept driving me away, and I said I wouldn't leave, and Master said who do you think you are?

I said I was the Monkey King.

Master was silent, and after a long time, he sighed.

He said, you are not, there is no Monkey King in this world.

I said I was.

He said it was your mother.

I said, you give me a stick and a golden hoop, and after that day, I will be the Monkey King!

I had a loud argument with Master, and the jailer came over and scolded him.

I said, Master, you always act like you don't care about anything, but this time the matter is very serious, let's discuss it carefully, and we will definitely be able to get you out.

Master ignored me.

I said, Master, do you know who Sun Wukong is?

Master ignored me.

I said, you just came to this world, what supported you in our fourteen years of long journey? Even if your fate is not good, do you still dare to face it, dare to carry it? This is the Monkey King. Master, you taught me all this, and you forgot.

Master was stunned.

Master blames me, saying that you are so unqualified, you are still Sun Wukong? You are still worthy of being the apprentice of my first monk Tang Xuanzang? Get out, get away for Lao Tzu.

I said yes.

The jailer came up and blasted me out.

I looked at Master again, and I wanted to say, Master, you are underestimating me.

The prison is dim.

After the little monk left, Elder Tang sat quietly for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

When Elder Tang was pushed to the stake, the sun was fierce. Layers of spectators surrounded him. The soldiers will hold halberds and be bald like clouds.

Elder Tang thought for a moment.

Elder Tang thought: There is nothing unwilling, none of this matters, 108,000 miles, it doesn't matter.

The hour is near.

He closed his eyes.

He heard a shout, coming from the crowd in the distance, the voice was all too familiar.

Elder Tang Huo Ran opened his eyes.

The crowd cracked, and the little monk bowed down, tilting his head, an iron rod on his shoulder, and an iron hoop around his forehead.

The army shook, and the clash of armor rattled.

Spears abound.

Someone shouted: Who is coming!

The little monk spat on the ground.

Little Monk: Lao Tzu's name is called, Sun!

Little monk

I was very close to the master, only about 20 zhang, but there were hundreds of soldiers with long knives and spears on the road ahead. I haven't been in a fight, and to be honest, I'm a little scared.

I shouted, I am the Monkey King, I am the invincible Monkey King.

I want to save Master.

A long time ago, Master said that when Sun Wukong saves people, he will wear armor and step on colorful clouds. I don't have any, but I'm going to save Master. When I knocked down the first person with my iron rod, I realized that things were not as difficult as I thought.

Maybe it's because I've been doing push-ups for ten years.

I rushed all the way to kill.

All I need to do is walk more than 20 feet, unscrew the rope from Master's body, and then rush out of the crowd. A few days ago, Master told me that when I left Chang'an, I would go to the rivers and lakes, and he would say goodbye to me.

Rush it.

Take a few more steps.

I felt that I was very close, but I couldn't take the last few steps, as if I had to swing the iron rod countless times with each step, and the troops around me surrounded me, and they were roaring.

Master seemed to be crying, and I couldn't see it clearly.

It's just a few steps away.

Take a few more steps.

The little monk finally rushed to the execution table and fell in front of Elder Tang. Covered in wounds, he stretched out his fleshy hand and twisted Elder Tang's restraints.

He asked, "Master, have I saved you?"

Elder Tang laughed miserably.

Little Monk: Master, you taught me that doing push-ups is very useful. They couldn't stop me.

The little monk's clothes were soaked in blood.

Elder Tang laughed miserably.

The little monk's eyes were shining: Master, am I the Monkey King?

Elder Tang: You are.

The little monk didn't want to, and the iron hoop slipped off the top of his head.

Elder Tang hurriedly picked up the iron hoop and put it on the little monk in a dignified manner.

Elder Tang: Wukong?

。。。

Elder Tang called Wukong a few more times, but the little monk would not respond again.

Elder Tang touched the iron rod, the iron rod was cut off, full of sticky blood and blades, he held it in his hand, raised his eyes, and the corpses were all over the ground, like a Shura field.

The alleys of Chang'an City were shocked by this blood.

Only one man stood in the room.

Elder Tang was in a trance.

He thought: Kill it, kill this person.

He raised his iron rod, and a cold voice penetrated into his heart.

"Presumptuous!"

The woman in white sat on the lotus platform, holding a clean bottle, and her treasure was solemn.

Elder Tang opened his mouth.

Woman in White: Don't recognize me?

Elder Tang looked stunned.

Guanyin shouted: After 14 years of learning scriptures, why don't you have the breath of your soul?

Elder Tang turned around and looked at the little monk's body, and then at Guanyin.

Fell to his knees.

Guanyin shook his head: He killed too much, I can't save him, if you attain the Great Dao, you may be able to fight for him a glimmer of life. The belated westward journey, Xuanzang, are you still willing to go?

Years later.

Elder Tang walked to a five-finger-shaped mountain, he walked very lightly, but he still woke up the monkeys under the mountain.

The monkey stared at Elder Tang.

Monkey: Five hundred years, five hundred years later, ten years later, ten years later, it's been five hundred and twenty years, old bald donkey, are you lost?

Elder Tang staggered to the top of the mountain and lifted off the Buddha plaque.

The monkey jumped out of the Five Elements Mountain, shook off the plaster on his body, and looked at Elder Tang again.

He didn't like this monk, there was a deep emotion in this monk's eyes, like...

The monkey thought.

It's like a sigh.

The monkey picked up the iron rod and bared his teeth and said: "Let's learn from the scriptures, walk."

He took the lead in getting out of the way.

Elder Tang still stood in place, looking at him quietly.

Monkey: What's the daze?

Elder Tang: I remembered someone.

The monkey muttered, "Who?"

Elder Tang laughed, and he tightened his bag on his back, which contained half a rusty iron rod and an iron hoop.

Elder Tang: I used to have an apprentice, and he was also called Sun Wukong, he... Much like you.

Author: Sapling of the Big Tree

It was first published on the Brain Hole Storyboard public account on October 3

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