By the ear,
It is the sound of the wind.
Chest,
Because of this huge penetrating wound, the whistling wind also appeared.
Those winds,
In its own bones, in its own flesh, it shuttles, collides, and swirls,
It was like the prelude to a symphony.
And this,
For myself,
But it is the final note of the final chapter.
The old monkey knows.
It's over by itself,
It's finally over.
After living like this for so long,
Finally there was no way to continue to survive.
Before a person dies, he or she seems to habitually ignore the speed of time, and many images will appear in his or her mind;
Just like a judge will give you a summary before exercising judgment on a person;
At this moment,
When falling from the body of Yama,
The old monkey's eyes gradually lost their luster.
It was as if I saw a bonfire on that summer night.
A man in white came to the wild forest.
then,
He and the laborers were fighting for a spiritual spring in the forest.
The man showed up.
He said,
Don't worry,
He came to help mediate.
Then,
He beat up both himself and the laborers who moved the mountains.
The mediation is over.
The spiritual spring belongs to him.
later,
He built a thatched hut next to the spiritual spring.
At that time, neither he nor the mountain-moving laborers were yet adults, but because of their bloodline, they were considered to be powerful figures among the local monsters.
Seeing such a middle-aged man with a sage-like appearance,
And the other party is so powerful,
After he and the mountain movers were beaten up,
Kneel at his feet,
We shouted to the "immortal" to accept us.
Then,
He beat himself and the laborers who moved the mountains again.
He said,
Don't mention the word "immortal" to him.
"Xian" is just a fart, it stinks.
but,
He said,
You can accept one, but that’s the rule, you can only accept one.
He said he didn't like the rule either, and added that it took him a long time to overcome his allergy to hair.
But this rule was set by his ancestors and there is nothing he can do about it.
He felt that his previous generation, his previous generation, and his previous generation might not like monkeys, but who could blame his oldest ancestor for liking them
It’s best not to catch monkeys twice from generation to generation.
He said he searched for a long time before he found himself and Banshan.
He felt helpless and a little disgusted.
Sighing;
Just make do with it.
He threw a firefly into the old forest, waved his hand, picked up a pot of wine, and drank by himself.
At the same time, he laughed:
"Go find it."
His laughter was like a vicious dog, disturbing the heartstrings of himself and Banshan;
He and the laborer who moved the mountains were like two hounds. We rushed into the woods together and started looking for him.
Three days later,
He caught the firefly himself and came out in high spirits;
The mountain movers were dejected;
But he said,
"The one he wants to collect is the one he didn't find."
Then,
He accepted the coolies who moved mountains.
I was very puzzled, and until now, I still can't understand it.
Where on earth did I go wrong
Will I be treated differently like this
This is a game, winning or losing depends entirely on his thoughts;
That summer,
I caught a firefly.
But because of this, I lost the tomorrow I wanted.
He lived in the woods for ten years.
Although I didn't accept myself,
Normally, he taught himself and the laborers equally in practicing.
I have put so much thought into it.
To please,
To progress,
I want to replace the mountain movers.
Or,
Let him break the rules and get two!
But ten years later,
He is leaving.
He took away the mountain movers,
Left behind myself.
It was a summer night,
He did not fly like an immortal and control the sky and the earth.
Instead, he went directly to the ground.
He himself said that he liked heaven, but the houses there were too shabby and expensive. The pavilions, towers, waterside terraces and singing stages were all deceptive advertisements, and all the houses there were old, dilapidated and small.
He also said that he also felt that working in the field was a bit earthy, but who told him that his family's property was underground? He had been out for ten years and had achieved nothing. Alas, he could only go back and inherit the entire hell's property.
He said: It’s so bitter, so bitter.
He is the king of hell,
His home,
From generation to generation,
He rules over hell,
Mastering yin and yang.
He left, and the mountain movers left too.
Sitting in front of the cabin,
Sat there for three days and three nights.
I can't figure it out.
Even if a thousand years have passed,
I still can't figure it out.
Why didn't you choose yourself
Why
Why
What exactly is wrong with me
You are so smart!
If he had taken me away, leaving me behind as a mountain mover,
Have confidence in yourself,
He now,
Still the king of hell!
The last time we met,
He is gone,
Those who came back were coolies who moved mountains.
The mountain-moving coolie said he was leaving. After listening to the words of the Bodhisattva, he left.
Then,
He beat up the laborers who were moving the mountains.
The mountain movers stood there without moving.
Let myself be beaten up.
Actually, when it comes to fighting, it’s hard to say when I was a child, but when I grew up, I really couldn’t beat that mountain-moving coolie. Just look at the name, it’s clear that I can’t beat him.
Then,
The mountain-moving coolie also left, and before leaving, he said he would protect the things he left behind.
The others are gone,
What's the point of you guarding things
So many years have passed,
The summer night bonfire of my youth,
Carp in the cold pond in old age.
The only consolation is that
He is still...
I once had doubts, deep doubts,
I am not only puzzled as to why he did not choose me.
At the same time,
Why did he end up like that
This is even more unbelievable than choosing the hard-working laborer instead of me!
Now,
It seems that as my vitality quickly fades away,
As his own death knell began to sound,
I still don't understand.
But it seems... a little indifferent.
Many things, when seen through the fog, are blurry and unclear, but when you let go of them, you can see them more clearly.
The old monkey laughed.
Lying on the ground,
Falling into the muddy swamp,
The dark and turbid rain washed over his decaying body again and again.
"ah… … "
Not screaming,
Not moaning,
Not an unconscious lament,
In this sound,
With
It is enlightenment.
"Ha ha ha ha… … "
The Dharma body of King Yama slowly stood up.
far away,
The middle-aged man also stood up slowly.
He clapped his hands.
He straightened his collar.
The huge body of the Dharmakaya raised its feet.
Stepped on the old monkey's chest.
"Your time has already ended. Why are you still joining in the fun?"
sound,
It came from Lawyer An's mouth.
At this time, Lawyer An
Standing next to the old monkey's body,
Almost facing the old monkey's ears.
The old monkey just continued to laugh, but his laughter was weak.
Lawyer An's eyes were filled with fear. He thought this was really too ridiculous.
That one,
That one,
It really is the King of Hell!
"The Taishan Mountain has collapsed, and the Lord of the Mansion is dead."
The old monkey heard this.
The huge body trembled.
He refuted forcefully:
"Tarzan... Immortal."
The middle-aged man also smiled, and his eyes slowly moved upwards, starting to follow the black figure.
then,
I thought I had banished him forever.
I didn't expect he was still alive.
Aren't you trying to find the last Tarzan
What a fate!
I actually got mixed up with this monkey.
Two old people and a young man huddled together for warmth, right
This combination is really good.
at the same time,
That's really ridiculous.
The middle-aged man raised his hand.
The Dharmakāya of Yama raised his hand.
Lawyer An also raised his hand.
A black sky slowly rolled down,
It blocked the space that the black figure wanted to move.
Now that I have emerged,
Don't go anymore.
You mad dog,
It has to end here too.
The legacy of Mount Tai must be cleaned up!
So,
This trip back to Yang,
There are quite a lot of things to do.
I wanted to bring some snacks back for Di Ting.
I didn't expect to get two unexpected gains.
interesting,
interesting,
Like this guilty fellow,
Can make oneself feel happy.
“Even if the Lord of the Mansion is reborn and appears before me, believe it or not, I still have the ability to let him know:
What is the vicissitudes of life
What is the passage of time
What is happening is that things have changed and people have changed!
stage,
It no longer belongs to you.
Or,
Just roll down quietly.
Or,
He was kicked down!"
Lawyer An shouted these words loudly,
Then,
He saw the old monkey raised his hand,
As soon as this hand falls,
You will be smashed into pulp.
Even under this terrifying gale,
Even one's own soul is not immune.
Lawyer An panicked.
He wanted to say that he was wrong and that he had no control over his own actions, but he could not control his body at all.
"You are a traitor who sells out your master for fame and fortune... You are a scoundrel who has stolen a high position. Do you want to imitate us, the monkey family, and pretend to be a human?"
The old monkey slowly put down his thugs and placed them next to Lawyer An.
Lawyer An breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ten Palaces, King of Hell, haha, yin and yang are going to change, even I know that yin and yang are going to change.
By then,
Who are you?"
The middle-aged man was not angry, but said calmly:
"Don't worry about my affairs, you won't live to see that day.
Go down,
Your time has come.
Go down and look for it.
Maybe we can find that last useless person."
As they were talking,
The middle-aged man suddenly said "Oh".
Laughing:
"Oh, I almost forgot, the area below is under my control."
"Waste?"
"You are still eager to protect your master even at this time?"
"Waste?"
"If you play a good hand of cards badly, what else can you do but waste?"
“You’re…fine.”
The Dharma body of the King of Hell grabbed the black figure above and caught it. He had caught it.
"I'm going... to go down..."
The old monkey suddenly sighed.
"Do you admit it?" asked the middle-aged man.
"I don't dare go down... because... because he said... he said he is in charge of the area down there."
Hearing this,
The middle-aged man's consciousness began to spread rapidly.
The old monkey is not talking to himself!
"boom!"
The old monkey used up his last bit of strength to slam his fist on the ground.
The terrifying shock quickly dissipated,
It directly interfered with the middle-aged man's spiritual search.
at the same time,
The old monkey used up his last bit of strength.
Stand up with your broken chest,
Shouted in a hoarse voice:
"I just have one request... one request... for him to... stop caring... it's too dark down there... I'm afraid of the dark...
Let him... accompany me... down together... as a companion..."
In the distant valley,
Boss Zhou, who had been standing for a long time in the heavy rain,
Nod,
road:
"good."