When Chen Tuo and they raised their glasses and drank bitterly, or indulged in singing, or secretly hurt themselves, several people also gathered together to discuss major matters. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Enough to decide their fate.

"Disciples, will we return to Lingshan in the future, or will we continue to spread Buddhism in Kyushu?"

The change came so quickly that he was caught off guard.

There are also yokai in Kyushu.

But those monsters just want to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and the people of Kyushu don't agree.

But all the remaining monsters are basically harmless to humans and animals.

Their task has actually been completed perfectly, although they have played little role in the process.

Sun Wukong told them everything he knew, and the Golden Cicada also had their own news channels.

It is precisely because they know too well that they are in a dilemma.

Zhu Bajie was the first to speak: "Master, we want to go back to Lingshan, and Lingshan may not drink us." ”

Jin Chanzi actually had a faint premonition, but he didn't want to believe it.

"Why?"

"Do we still need to ask? How many Bodhisattva True Buddha's pets have we provoked along the way? These pets are what they value the most, because pets will never betray. We have offended these people, and when we return to Lingshan, we will inevitably be suppressed everywhere. ”

The golden cicada was silent.

He understood that what Zhu Bajie said was right.

Whether it is Lingshan or Heavenly Court, in fact, there are precepts, and most people consciously abide by them.

But the monsters they subdued were not among them.

It is precisely because of the inconvenience they have that they have the name of "demons".

If there is no "thug", the immortal Buddha will be very uncomfortable.

The golden cicada is never stupid.

He just used to be in Anling Mountain for too long, and in these days when he was down-to-earth in Kyushu, he should have understood everything he should understand.

The sand monk was as silent as ever, but silence itself was an answer.

There is only Sun Wukong, and he will never be able to control his temperament.

"Bajie is right, when we return to Lingshan, we will also be secretly suppressed. In fact, this time my grandson almost couldn't come back. ”

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, the golden cicada and their hearts sank even more.

In fact, the Buddha has already expressed his position.

For the current Lingshan, they no longer have much use value, but it is very likely to cause a lot of internal trouble.

But Monkey King is not a man to retreat.

"Master, junior brother, my grandson has an idea. ”

Without waiting for others to answer, Sun Wukong said to himself: "The road to demon subjugation has gone all the way, and we have all seen it in our eyes. The lion lynx monster is the lion raised by Manjushri Bodhisattva, the carp monster is the goldfish raised by Guanyin Bodhisattva, the one-horned king is the mount of Taishang Laojun, the green lion and the white elephant are also subordinated to Manjushri Bodhisattva and Puxian Bodhisattva respectively, and the golden-winged Dapeng eagle is the mount of the Buddha. These monsters are chaotic and evil in the lower realm, and with the aura of immortals and Buddhas, they do things that are more filthy than demons. ”

"Once they fail, the immortal Buddha behind them will immediately come to the rescue, saying that they are negligent. I don't know what the beasts I raise are doing? They are immortals and Buddhas with boundless power. ”

"Master, junior brother, all this is a lie, what is to subdue demons and eliminate demons, what is to help the world, it is all false. We are just pawns, pawns to be used to play. Those high-ranking immortals and Buddhas are doing things to compete for fame and fortune, but under the guise of righteousness and awe-inspiring. They don't allow others to question it, but what they do, pile on and on, is slapping us in the face. ”

Sun Wukong's words were loud.

Let the golden cicada and they are all speechless.

After a long time, Jin Chanzi spoke: "Wukong, even so, what can we do?"

"Defiance, of course. Sun Wukong replied without hesitation: "I don't want to be deceived by lies, I don't want to be someone else's pawn." I live for war and for justice. I'd rather fight it than be muddy. ”

"What's the use? Can you beat the Emperor of Heaven? Or can you beat the Buddha?" Zhu Bajie sneered.

"If you can't fight, you have to fight, if you can't fight, it's a matter of strength, and if you don't fight, it's a matter of attitude. "Sun Wukong has obviously made up his mind.

At this time, the sand monk, who had always been taciturn, spoke.

"Senior brother, who taught you your cultivation?"

"Who gave you your position?"

"Who should you thank for what you have achieved today?"

"What reason do you have to go and wave a stick at the Buddha?"

Four questions made Sun Wukong stunned in place.

If he could answer this question, he would have done it when he was in Lingshan.

But he has now figured out one thing.

"The Buddha wanted to kill me, and at that moment, I had no reason to think about the old feelings anymore. "Sun Wukong is not a saint.

But the Buddha didn't do it after all. Although Sha Seng said few words, he always hit Sun Wukong's vital point.

Sun Wukong is not a saint and can't repay grievances with virtue, but he is really not a wicked person and can't do ungrateful things.

"Okay, then don't trouble Lingshan, let's deal with Heavenly Court. The miasma of the heavenly court is even worse than that of the Spirit Mountain. This time, it was the Emperor's idea to provoke the Buddha to deal with me, and I was about to settle this account with him. ”

Sun Wukong admits that what Sha Seng said makes sense, so he shifts his target to Heavenly Court.

But that still didn't impress anyone else.

The first to make a decision was made by the white dragon horse.

He showed his original form and nodded apologetically to Sun Wukong.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, since I can't go back to Lingshan, then I can only go back to Xihai. I am the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, and my father is now a vassal of the Heavenly Court, so I cannot accompany him. ”

The little white dragon didn't wait for Sun Wukong to stay, and soared into the sky.

Sun Wukong is very uncomfortable.

"Little White Dragon said that his dream is to measure the rivers and mountains of Kyushu with his feet. But now, he's flying again. ”

Many people's dreams are unrealised.

But when you really give up on your dreams, it hurts to think about it.

What makes Sun Wukong even more sad is that it is not only the little white dragon who has given up his dream.

"Senior brother, I'm leaving too. The sand monk began to pack his bags.

"Senior Brother Sha, you ......"

"I used to think that life was the most boring. Now I realize that the same life is the most worth pursuing, because it is stable, comfortable, and free of danger. Senior brother, I'm going to the quicksand river, if you want to find me in the future, go to the quicksand river. ”

"Quicksand River?"

"It is a famous river in Han soil, and I practice the water attribute exercises, and with the help of the quicksand river, I will have no worries for the rest of my life. ”

Sha Seng and the golden cicada grandson Wukong Zhu Bajie said goodbye one by one.

What makes dreams precious is that they are out of reach.

Many people have dreams, but only a very small number of people can turn their dreams into reality.

For the vast majority of sentient beings, it is the dream that loses to reality.

The little white dragon and the sand monk are like this.