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    Five hundred years later

    A white figure passed lightly in the black night, like a silver water mark in the deep sea.

    The forest of all spirits in the human world

    "Damn it, Xiaobai, have you gone back to your parents' home? You've been there for so long?" Zhu Bajie said, "In order to wait for you, I have rejected the invitations of hundreds of beautiful girls. They all thought I was waiting for some peerless beauty, but it turned out that I was a little dirty.  horse."

    "You can continue to dream. Where is Master's body?" Xiao Bailong said.

    "Master?Oh! You said the bald head iswhereheywhere has it gone? There were still two legs here yesterday"

    "Zhu Bajie, you bastard! Youhow could you do this"

    "Oh, the world has deteriorated. Even horses can curse people? Huh? Horses can also cry? Why do you want a bald body? You're such a stinky person, so flies are swarming around me all day long! All those little beauties think I am  It¡¯s unfair that the old pig doesn¡¯t take a bath"

    "II drove day and night without resting for a moment, just hoping to get back, but" Xiao Bailong couldn't say any more.

    "Even if you are a thousand-mile horse, you can't catch up with his soul. Why bother? You must want to use the bald body as a souvenir. Let me tell you a new important secret I discovered After a person dies, he is not alive.  It¡¯s so beautiful! You didn¡¯t say you wanted him when he was alive, but you¡¯re going to cry when he¡¯s dead? He¡¯s not as good as those female fairies, how straightforward they are.¡±

    "III don't believe he died like this. He must still be alive. Hasn't Sun Wukong already gone to find his soul?"

    "Sun WukongHuh, if he could come back, he would have come back a long time ago. He must have met a female monkey somewhere and lived a happy life. I, the old pig, also want to find my happy life"

    "There is nothing else in your head every day, either a beauty or a sow!"

    "Then what are you thinking about in your pony head every day? You are willing to let your lover ride on you, right?"

    "Zhu Bajie, youyouyou know that I was punished as a white horse because I refused to marry into the heaven, and I didn't want to!"

    "How come it's such a coincidence that the bald man was saying that it would be nice to have a horse that day, and you came running like crazy I'm sorry, you shouldn't say bad words in front of girls, you turned into a horse, I always forget  Your gender.¡±

    "It's none of your business! Don't do this with me. I've learned all the dirty words from being with you three gangsters every day!"

    "Don't be like this, don't be like this, your dad will be sad if he sees you like this."

    Xiao Bailong cried loudly again.

    Zhu Bajie sighed and went up to pat Xiao Bailong on the back: "Just cry. They are all gone. They are all gone. Now we are the only two ghosts left. Take care."

    "UghZhu Bajie, don't be like this, I will be scared if you suddenly become gentle"

    "Oh, I think back then, I, an old pig, was gentle"

    "Hahaha" Xiao Bailong suddenly laughed with tears in his eyes, "Pig, pigs are also gentlehaha."

    Zhu Bajie himself also laughed: "Is this joke funny? This is Lao Zhu's special joke. No girl can resist laughing"

    He couldn't help but look up at the sky. There was a black shadow in the sky and no moon.

    ¡°The demon monkey has been captured!¡± Cheers echoed in the Heavenly Palace, as the gods celebrated a carnival festival.

    Zixia stood on a cloud, looking at the surrounded iron barrel-like Heavenly Palace, her face was calm, and her sadness and joy were not visible at all.

    "What are you doing with this thing! I am already the Monkey King, I don't need them anymore" Sun Wukong roared like this back then, "This shawl is actually purple Don't tell me you are using  Made of the colorful clouds in the western sky!"

    Why, if you were defeated five hundred years ago, will you still be defeated five hundred years later?  When did he escape from the palm of heaven again?

    Zixia left the place where the gods gathered and walked towards the corner of heaven alone.

    She came to the cloud again.

    "Wait for me here, and I'll come as soon as I go." She heard the voice again.

    I¡¯ve been waiting for five hundred years, but he doesn¡¯t need me to wait any longer.  She thought, when I turn around, he will no longer be in the world.

    She looked at the sea of ??clouds for a long time, and finally made up her mind and turned around

    "Little girl, are you crying here again?" said a familiar voice, a pair of eyes looking at her with a smile.

    Sun Wukong.

    Sun Wukong just stood like that, as if he had never left for five hundred years.  He was still chewing a flat peach in his hand, and his smile had not been stained by any weather from five hundred years ago until today.

    "Sun Wukong?" ZiXia asked after staring at him for a while.

    "You know why you ask."

    "Do you remember who I am?"

    "Aren't you A Yao!Ha, are you angry? Does it matter that you call me by the wrong name? Does it matter who you are?"

    "Didn't you go to the West?"

    "Western Heaven? Ha, where is Western Heaven? When Old Sun is happy, he turns the sky upside down and it becomes Western Heaven!"

    "Didn't you make a big fuss in Lingxiao Palace and get captured?"

    "Hahaha, Old Sun has not been caught since he was reborn in the alchemy furnace five hundred years ago."

    Zixia suddenly felt confused. The memories of the past five hundred years were in chaos. Which ones were true and which ones were false?  Did Sun Wukong really die?  Was what he said to himself true, or was it his imagination? Did the skeletal hand really hold the purple gauze scarf?

    But Sun Wukong looked around the heaven: "I haven't been here for five hundred years, I haven't been here for five hundred years, but it's still so gloomy and boring here! I'm so bored! I need to open a skylight for some ventilation!"

    As soon as he stretched out his hand, the golden cudgel turned into a beam of golden light and shot straight into the sky.

    "Boom!" The heaven shook.

    There was a big hole in the ceiling, and fire flowed down from there, burning the sky.

    Zixia was stunned. The sky had never cracked since Nuwa patched it up.

    "Fresh air, how fresh air, like the sea breeze by the Huaguo Mountain, hahaha, smell the purple clouds!" Sun Wukong laughed wildly.

    "Sun Wukong, you are crazy. This will cause great disasters in the three realms!"

    "Hahahaha! Let's burn such a ruined world!" Sun Wukong roared, "Fire! What a big fire!" Suddenly he held his head and started sobbing again, "Fire don't burn, don't burn my flowers and fruits.  Mountain¡­¡­"

    He seemed to be crazy.

    When he raised his head again, Zixia saw that Sun Wukong's eyes were red with fire, and his expression was particularly ferocious.

    On the other side, the gods and immortals in the Heavenly Palace have long been shouting at the sky and the earth, and they are in chaos.

    "What's wrong?" Taibai Jinxing shouted.

    "It must be that the Supreme Master didn't watch the stove after lighting it. No, it's burning. It was like this when the monkey was resurrected five hundred years ago!" shouted the giant spirit god.

    "It's not me!" the Supreme Being shouted, "This fire this fire ah! Ah! Look, the sky! The sky"

    When the gods looked at the sky, they suddenly screamed.  The Queen Mother fainted from fright on the spot.

    Sun Wukong looked at it with a smile. He turned back to Zixia and said, "It's fun, isn't it?"

    The fire was soaring into the sky, but Zixia felt a chill on her body.

    Sun Wukong looked at her: "Do you know what is outside the sky?"

    Zixia hugged her body tightly and shook her head.

    Sun Wukong said: "I don't know either. I wonder why no one wanted to open it and take a look before."

    The fire is getting bigger and bigger, but the heaven is getting colder and colder.

    The forest of all spirits in the human world

    "What happened?" Xiao Bailong said, looking at the sky.

    Zhu Bajie looked up and saw that the eastern sky was red. Red was flowing across the sky like blood, and the sky was getting bigger and bigger. It was dyed red.

    "It's so cold!" Xiao Bailong said.

    In a sky filled with fire, snow actually fell.

    ¡°I¡¯ve only seen this kind of scene once,¡± Zhu Bajie said, ¡°five hundred years ago.¡±

    ¡°Aww¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡± The howls of countless fairies came from the Forest of All Spirits.

    Heavenly Palace

    "Hurry up and invite Tathagata Buddha¡ª¡ª!" The Jade Emperor poked his head out from the lower level of Lingxiao Palace and shouted at the top of his lungs.

    "Old man!" Monkey jumped over and grabbed his collar, "Why do you know this? It's been five hundred years and you still haven't made any progress at all. I'm so disappointed in you."

    He waved his hand, and the Jade Emperor was thrown into the air with a cry.

    Everything is as it was five hundred years ago.

    But a man jumped out and caught the Jade Emperor.

    That¡¯s Sha Wujing.

    "You are a good person." The Jade Emperor said, "Where are you doing your work? I will definitely reward you."

    Sha Wujing kowtowed repeatedly and said: "The Jade Emperor is here, I have only one wish, I hope to return to heaven!"

    "Oh? It turns out that you have violated the rules of heaven." The Jade Emperor sneered.  "Have your sins been atoned for?"

    Sha Wujing tremblingly took out the cracked glass cup from her arms.  "In order to save the Queen Mother, I lost my glass lamp in desperation and was sent to heaven. I searched for the glass fragments scattered all over the world day and night, and finally repaired them, except only one piece was missing."

    "Oh? This can also help you get it back, and?The broken lamp is put together, it is really yours.  "

    "I have been searching in the lower realm for five hundred years! If I hadn't been asked to monitor the Westward Travelers, I could have"

    "What did you just say? Did you say 'I'?"

    "Ah, I was wrong, it was 'Chen'! I was wrong, and I deserve death!"

    "Look, it's not that I don't give you a chance, hum! You can find the last piece before we talk. Ah, Sun Wukong is coming, stop him quickly"

    Sha Wujing held up his stick and blocked it, but was hit by the monkey and flew straight away. The glass cup also flew into the air

    "Ah! No!" Sha Monk rushed forward to catch the lamp, "Oh, it's okay"

    A group of heavenly generals rushed up to fight with Sun Wukong. They stepped on Sha Seng's body one after another. Blood flowed from the corners of Sha Seng's mouth. He still held the lamp tightly in his arms.

    ¡°There¡¯s only one piece left, it¡¯s been five hundred years¡±

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