A dirty monkey curled up in the corner of the rooftop. It was windy here, late at night, and even though it had fur on its body, it was still cold enough to shiver.
For these creatures with heavy hair, they are more likely to catch cold when their bodies are dirty or sticky. The hair that was previously used to keep warm may become the culprit that drains the last bit of heat from the body.
The dirty monkey was leaning against the short cement wall.
The corners of his mouth were drooling.
Cloudy eyes,
It instinctively felt cold, but didn't know what to do.
daytime,
Ying Gou did indeed crush the paper figurine and burn it.
But they did not "eradicate" the monkey.
First, I don't have the time.
Second, it’s because there’s no need for it.
The first generation had long gone. He ended the turbulent years of hell and restored the order of yin and yang. The chaotic situation since Ying Gou was finally calmed down.
But he still couldn't resist the trend of the times.
Like a shooting star,
Left a glorious legacy,
Eventually disappear.
Just like what the monkey had done before, it was nothing more than the final struggle before the end.
It is now like a handful of garbage, which does not need to be cleaned up, and the wind that comes will blow it away completely.
but,
In hell,
There is also a Yama chasing a monkey.
Although I almost caught it,
But it also takes some time.
In the Yang world,
There is only one dirty monkey left, waiting for his final end.
He came, he saw, he conquered,
Have obsession,
But it is limited to life.
Unlike those who become ghosts after death because of their obsession and refuse to go to the afterlife,
The dirty monkey only knows one thing: "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."
the remaining,
Let it be.
The evening breeze blows again and again,
The dirty monkey felt that his body temperature was getting lower and lower.
Likewise,
The huge black monkey in hell was becoming increasingly weaker.
King Qin Guang seemed to have discovered this,
Just keep following, following,
There was no intention to forcefully attack and eliminate the opponent in advance.
Never give the other party a chance to "take desperate measures".
Between the two parties,
It seems that a tacit understanding has been reached.
One is chasing, but just chasing for the sake of chasing;
One is running, but only because he wants to run.
Running,
Look at the scenery again, and reminisce about the hell you once conquered. When you can't run anymore, it's over.
As for King Qin Guang, as long as the other party did not cause any more damage, he would be happy to send him on his way.
His Dharma body had been shattered before. The new Dharma body that had just been condensed was powerful, but it was like a vase that had just been repaired, which always made people subconsciously want to take better care of it.
This is a duel where time is the only consumable.
The outcome has already been determined.
at the moment,
It's nothing more than waiting for time to pass slowly and finally reaching a result that everyone agrees on.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said to King Chujiang,
Every era is a stage.
When someone leaves, someone else leaves.
This is the rule.
It is also a theorem.
The situation at this time,
It is nothing more than reinterpreting this theorem.
On the rooftop,
Dirty Monkey silently took out the silver mask that had been beside him.
It put the mask back on its face.
… …
“Huh…”
Lawyer An, who had just finished taking a shower, came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
Pour yourself a glass of orange juice.
Anyway, I'm not going up there to sleep but to meditate, so this little time won't matter.
Lawyer An glanced at the torn cards in the trash can behind the bar and smiled.
Women's interest is always a gust of wind.
At this time,
Lawyer An seemed to hear a vibrating sound.
He bent down.
I searched under the bar.
Whose cell phone is ringing
Found it,
Not a cell phone.
It's a mask.
There were some cracks in the mask, but now it was vibrating.
"A magical weapon? A communication magical weapon?"
Lawyer An took up the mask.
Look around you.
Xu Qinglang was here just now, where is he now
actually,
The silver mask has always been in the little monkey's hand. Boss Zhou did answer the phone several times, but each time he played the game of "taking off the head and kicking it like a ball" with him, so he simply gave it to the little monkey.
At this moment, the little monkey went to the pharmacy to accompany the old Taoist priest, so he didn't wear the mask.
Lawyer An hesitated.
OK,
No matter whose it is,
Please help me pick it up first.
immediately,
Lawyer An put on a mask.
… … …
"Boss, should I bring more or less clothes?"
"There's no need to bring too much. We're going to go into the old forest and walk a lot. It's inconvenient to carry too many things."
"It's okay. I can carry it anyway."
"Oh well."
After simply packing a few more clothes, Yingying looked at the time and felt that it was about time, so she took the initiative to get on the bed and lay flat on the outer side, saying:
"Boss, you should take a break."
"Um."
Zhou Ze slept straight.
Yingying carefully picked up a blanket and covered Zhou Ze's belly.
The two of them have slept together so many times that they have formed a natural understanding with each other. They are all used to and enjoy this kind of atmosphere.
Wait till you wake up.
I have to set off to the Northeast.
I don't know why.
Zhou Ze always felt a little uneasy about the upcoming trip to Northeast China, as if he already had a premonition that something was going to happen.
But this is life. Sometimes it seems that you have the conditions to choose, but in fact, you have no choice at all.
Lao Dao's business, my own business, including Ying Gou's business,
Choose one of the three options.
It seems to give you plenty of choices.
But it still only forces you to take one path in Huashan... the dragon vein.
The Book of Life and Death in the underworld is not something that can change one's fate. All it can do is help Zhou Ze to thrive in the "system" like a fish in water.
It doesn't have the ability to directly plunder your luck, nor can it turn you into a so-called battery, but if you go down this road, you will become one with Zhou Ze, oh no, a soul, Ying Gou, and you will inevitably become a sacrifice on this road.
This is an open conspiracy, above board;
This may be the most helpless thing for Ying Gou.
"Knock, knock, knock, boss, phone call."
Lawyer An's voice came from the door.
Zhou Ze sat up from the bed.
Yingying put on her clothes.
Go open the door.
Lawyer An stood at the door holding a silver mask.
To Zhou Zedao:
"Boss, someone called."
As he spoke, Lawyer An pointed at the silver mask.
"I just answered the phone and he said it wasn't for me."
Zhou Ze raised his head in surprise and asked:
"Did it talk to you?"
This surprised Boss Zhou.
Before, Boss Zhou thought that he could communicate and pass on skills with the little monkey because they were all monkeys, and it was natural for them not to talk to him and just play games.
But how can I communicate with Lawyer An
"Oh my, they took off their heads and kicked them like a ball, doesn't that mean they're telling me to get lost and someone else to answer the phone
I certainly won't keep playing football with him, I'm not stupid."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
"Boss, do you answer it?" Lawyer An asked.
"Go to the pharmacy and give it to the little monkey."
"Oh, looking for a monkey?"
Lawyer An nodded.
"Then Boss, you should continue to rest. We still have to travel tomorrow."
… …
In the pharmacy ward, the little monkey took the mask from Lawyer An. Lawyer An looked at the Taoist priest for a while and then left.
The little monkey holds a mask in his hand.
There was resentment on his face.
But as the mask continued to tremble,
The little monkey hesitated.
Finally, I put it on my face.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!”
The little monkey cried,
It needs to question, to scold, to accuse, and it is very angry.
And over there,
The doll wearing a red bellyband sat on the table.
Wave your hand,
Just listen to the female doll representing the little monkey crying there.
Deep in the eyes,
With a touch of deep nostalgia,
It’s as if I’m looking at myself countless years ago.
… …
In hell,
King Qin Guang chased the big black monkey all the way to the swamp.
According to legend,
Long ago,
This is the boundary between hell and the world of the living. It was once an area chosen as the site for the Naihe Bridge, but it has always been unstable. Ordinary souls would be strangled and shattered when passing through here. However, some giants from both the Yin and Yang worlds can enter and exit here, which is also called smuggling.
later,
The first generation set up a seal here and forcibly merged this area, which completely blocked this place.
When the big black monkey ran here,
It stopped.
With feet in the swamp,
Look around you.
Like remembering.
King Qin Guang also stopped and looked around.
According to legend,
Countless years ago,
It was here that the first generation encountered the Purple-Gold Monkey.
The monkey god was dormant because of the grace of the first generation.
He willingly became his sacred beast, and later accompanied him in his conquest of the world.
The encounter between this man and the monkey directly led to the birth of the underworld, and later many interesting stories and legends about this man and the monkey were formed.
But legends always carry some embellishment and unavoidable distortion.
For example, history books often record that when emperors were born, especially founding emperors, there were rays of light or auspicious signs, or that their mothers were always busy dreaming about dragons, phoenixes, and other immortals.
In fact,
The monkey remembered,
It was indeed here that he first met the first generation.
It's just a lie that I was dormant by the first generation of Feng Zi.
but,
The monkey himself was indeed attracted to the first generation.
It's not because of the first generation's handsome appearance and divine talent,
It was because of the big banana on the ten horse-drawn carts that were pulled by the ox-headed and horse-faced demons that followed the first generation.
… …
In the space created by the mask communicator,
comminicate,
Still going on.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak!!!”
"squeak."
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!”
"squeak."
“Squeak!!!!!!”
"Squeak..."
"squeak?"
“… … ”
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!”
… …
In hell, the black monkey's body began to collapse, and its decaying flesh began to merge into the black swamp, the place where he and the first generation first met.
King Qin Guang witnessed this scene nearby.
Yang world,
On the rooftop,
The dirty monkey had saliva and a smile on his face.
The face gradually solidified,
The silver mask originally worn on the face,
It also slowly fell off.
it,
it's over.