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- I am like an actor, crying and laughing sometimes. As time goes by, I don¡¯t know whether the sadness and joy are my own or a performance. Many people are looking at me and they are applauding, but I am very lonely. I live in my own world. In my fantasy, I imagined that I was in a simple yet complex world, where there were only gods and demons, no people, and no trivial things in the world, but there were everything you can't imagine. But when I really lived there, I was lonely because I was alone.
Those who think this way may be Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, or the banshee Shuang'er in the tree. They are all human beings, so they think this way, even though they are not very human-like, this may be what they are. The source of pain.
Antecedents
The clouds and mist in the sky are white, filling the whole world, but they are not anywhere. Like the sunshine, all the light and color between heaven and earth come from there, but it is white.
She still likes the moment when the sun rises and sets. The four fire dragons sing songs, echoing the long and slow horns blowing on the bell and drum towers, pulling the golden chariot and drawing a wonderful arc in the sky. Fairy Zixia always quietly raises her gauze sleeves at this time, covering Maori Xingjun's golden crown with purple gauze to block the wind and dust, but where does the wind and sand come from in heaven? Of course Xingjun knows her evil plan , In this way, the clouds and mist are reflected in purple. So he always happily accepted it. This secret spread, so later on, Lord Maori Xing's car was always covered with colorful scarves, even on the neck of Shenlong, and the sunset became ever-changing. Maori Xingjun received many scarves every day, and he tied them all to the hibiscus tree where he lived. If you look east, you can see a huge tree above the clouds and mist reaching to the sky, with colorful The leaves are fluttering in the wind.
The crown of Maori Xingjun went away, and the bells of the Bell and Drum Tower rang three more times. Then the canopy of the Guardian God of the Milky Way opened the giant gate of the Milky Way. What flew out from there was not water, but billions of silver sand. They are so light that they float among the temples, and the gods wander among the silver stars. The canopy will always wait at the entrance of the Milky Way. No one knows who he is waiting for until a silver ship comes from the horizon. The Moon Goddess, she was like a naughty little girl in front of the canopy, asking the canopy to hold his hand. The two of them talked endlessly on the boat, and kept drifting to the west
"Ayao, are you looking here again, envious of others?"
"what!"
"What? Why is your face as red as the sunset?" Fairy Ajue said.
"you¡¡"
"Okay, the Queen Mother has said that she is going to hold a peach party and wants us to go to the peach garden to select fairy peaches."
Are we going to hold a peach party again? Didn't it just open? Another nine thousand years have passed, so fast.
"Where are you going?" Zixia said, "Peach Garden?"
"Yes, Zixia, do you want to play together?" the fairies chirped.
"No, I still want to stay here for a while."
"I know! Don't you do anything while watching the sunset!"
The fairies smiled and walked away.
"Have you heard? Pantaoyuan has a new guard."
"I know, it's too too windy."
"What? Taifeng changed it three thousand years ago, and the name behind it is Wu Wu or something."
"No, it doesn't seem like the new guy's name is that."
"No matter what he does, we just pick it and leave. We won't even see the person in charge of the garden?"
They came to the peach garden, "Hey, we are here out of season, these peaches haven't grown up yet!"
"Yes, they haven't grown yet. There are only a few small and green ones on one tree."
"Did the Queen Mother miscalculate the time?"
"Don't talk nonsense, how could your Majesty be wrong? Last time, your Majesty said that the plum blossoms bloom in summer, but the Plum Blossom Fairy said that they bloom in winter. What's the result?"
"Hey, stop talking, it's so scary! I don't even dare to think about it."
A Yao walked around the forest several times and finally saw a big peach, just within her reach.
"I found a big one!" She smiled and stretched out her hand.
A nightmare lasting tens of thousands of years began.
A Yao still clearly remembers the scene: a monkey appeared on the peach tree. He leaned on the branch, crossed his legs, and glanced at her proudly.
¡°Little girl, I don¡¯t taste good!¡±
This was the first thing he said to her.
Now Ayao is sitting in the forest of all spirits that is always dark, sitting on the tree where Sun Wukong once sat. As soon as she closes her eyes, everything flashes out.
"Little girl, I don't taste good"
"Old lady, don't mention your past.There are so many people¡¡±
Ayao closed her eyes tightly, tears sliding down her old bark-like face.
On the other side of the forest, "Sun Wukong, do you really want to achieve success?" Zhu Bajie asked.
"That's right! My old grandson has been a freak since he was born, and he has grown up to be a monster monkey. No one has ever looked at me, but I want to show off to them! Why are you laughing!"
¡°Can¡¯t I just smile?¡±
"Don't laugh, don't laugh! Just now you were crying and Lao Sun was already vomiting. Now I see you laughing. Please help~~~~~"
"You are afraid that people will laugh at you"
"No, no, no, no! Who said that? Who have I been afraid of? I have never been afraid!"
"You are afraid of Guanyin, you are afraid of the Jade Emperor"
"Shut up! I'm not afraid"
"You are afraid of Tathagata, you are afraid of Erlang Shen, and you are afraid of the big wolf dog!"
"I'm not afraid!"
"You're afraid of death, you're afraid that no one will care about you, you're afraid of people laughing at you, you're afraid of not being human, you're afraid that others will say you're afraid"
"You - shut up -! I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid -"
Sun Wukong jumped up high and hit the big rock with his stick.
¡°Boom¡ª¡ª¡± There was a violent explosion, the dust and smoke cleared, and there was a deep and wide crater on the ground.
Sun Wukong is in the center of the pit, covered with dust and dust, breathing rapidly, and muttering to himself: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid"
"Look at how scared you are"
¡°You still said that! ¡¡±
Suddenly both of them stopped talking.
Because they heard something.
In the quiet night, there was a faint whine, desolate and sad.
"What is this? It sounds like the cry of a wild beast." Sun Wukong said.
"I think it's crying." Zhu Bajie said.
"That's also a beast crying! It's like a bear whose father just died!"
"If you don't have a father yourself, you wish no one else had one!"
"If I don't beat you, my surname will not be Sun!"
The two were about to fight again, and Zhu Bajie suddenly said: "Shh"
This time I heard the voice very clearly. The voice was elongated and it was exactly the same name that was shouted.
"Sun~~~~~~~~~Satoru~~~~~~~~~~~ Sora~~~~~~~~~~~Sun~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Satoru~~~~~~~~~~~~~empty~~~~~~~~~Woo~~~¡±
"Could it be that the King of Hell has sent ghosts to get me?" Sun Wukong asked in shock.
"Why is your voice trembling? Also, your face is so pale and you look like death!"
Sun Wukong looked around and pinched the pig's neck with his hands.
"Ahemeven if you are scaredahemdon't hug me so hard"
"Old Sun will be the one to hold on to him even if he dies!"
"It must be Master's ghost who is here to trouble you!"
"Ghost?That's right!"
Sun Wukong threw Zhu Bajie far away.
¡°I¡¯ll just go to the underworld and bring the bald ghost back, so I can go and learn scriptures again?¡±
"Alashehe"
"You're laughing again!"
"How hard you have worked so hard in several lifetimes, you will never be able to redeem yourself fully in the past and future lives."
"How can you imitate baldness and like to write limericks?"
"Master's body was burned out, only half of it is left."
"Just use it, if not, just find something to change into. You can keep an eye on the corpse here. I'll be back in ten to five years at most!"
Sun Wukong jumped up and disappeared.
"But Monk Sha has already left" Zhu Bajie grumbled, "Do you want me to carry the burden?"
"Just right." Xiao Bailong spoke. She only spoke in front of Zhu Bajie, and only Zhu Bajie knew her secret: "I also want to ask for leave and go home."
"Let's go, let's go. If Monkey Sun can bring back Tang Monk's soul, I will take his surname!"
After Xiao Bailong left, Zhu Bajie got up and walked alone into the direction of the strange noise in the dense forest.
"Ayao, are you okay?" He said to the darkness in the forest.
After a long while, someone answered: "Who are you? How do you know my previous name?"
"Me?" Zhu Bajie said, "I am a person who, like you, refuses to forget the past life and would rather endure the pain."
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