At first,
Here,
He used eight cartloads of bananas,
Seduce her here.
Conquer, conquer, conquer...
While accompanying it in conquering hell, its purple fur was contaminated due to injuries and turned black for the rest of its life.
Before he fell,
When you sense that your end is near,
Gave it freedom.
It didn't go away.
After he left,
It carried his coffin and lived together in this sealed place in the far west.
It is not sealed, but it seems to be the most severely sealed one.
For thousands of years,
The rest of the sealed beings were more or less rioting, trying to break free from the shackles of fate.
It has always been the quietest one.
The monkey had a lively nature in his prime years, but he just sat quietly in this dry tomb until his death.
actually,
It was considered dead at that time.
Just to see him a little longer, to protect him a little longer, it has been overdrawing.
final,
Before the song ends and everyone leaves,
It came out,
One that unlocked the seal of the sealed land, led these skeletons to attack the city, and changed the "Book of Life and Death".
One part went to the human world, found the last generation, and questioned him why he handed over the kingdom that he and he had fought for together!
In its eyes, he was still alive.
He has always been extremely handsome and charming, well, that's how it is in the eyes of outsiders and in the myths and legends of later generations.
In fact,
It remembers most deeply,
The day we met,
He leaned against the carriage, pointing at the banana behind him with a smirk.
At that time, it had only brute strength and couldn't even change its shape, but it was seduced by his big banana.
He stretched out his hand.
I touched its head.
road:
"Follow me and you'll have bananas!"
God has mercy on me,
The invincible purple-gold monkey beside the first Lord of the Underworld in later underworld myths and legends,
It turned out that he was abducted here by a few trucks of bananas.
at the moment,
In the swamp,
They're all bananas.
Boss Zhou had no idea who would be so bored as to grow bananas in a truly barren place like hell.
He didn't know how the first generation knew there were bananas there.
Of course.
The cries of the fruit farmers don’t matter now.
This is a memorial service.
It has been guarding his spirit for thousands of years.
today,
He offered it a sacrifice.
When men and women in the world are in love, they like to make all kinds of promises to each other, but compared with the scene before them, the mutual protection and remembrance between the man and the monkey seemed to be the true essence that has been tempered and purified by time.
For this kind of grief,
Boss Zhou couldn't empathize with them.
Life is a hundred years,
Zhou Ze lived less than forty years in both of his lives.
Even though you have experienced many ups and downs and seen too many strange things in the past two years, it is still a little unrealistic for you to empathize with this kind of emotion and companionship that has lasted for thousands of years.
Bubbles appear from time to time in the swamp.
He is still crying.
Crying heart-wrenchingly.
However,
Now there won't be any stupid monkey popping up, putting his fingers in his mouth, drooling at the bananas all over the mountains.
Although it was "Zhou Ze" who was crying and sad,
But Boss Zhou is more like a bystander.
To the point that Boss Zhou suddenly felt that there seemed to be no point in living that long.
When your descendants have become strangers to you, when you have truly become a lonely person;
Your time,
What's the point
Of course, this is just easy talk. If Boss Zhou were to die right now, he would definitely not want to do that.
Boss Zhou still remembers that the purple-gold monkey was almost "incoherent" at the end. It had been fantasizing that it was still alive and even imagined a "him".
Maybe, after he left,
It created the underworld with him,
That's the only thing worth cherishing.
It is not for fame, fortune, or power, otherwise it would not have been a gravekeeper for so many years. If it had not stayed in the sealed place, according to its lifespan as the purple-gold monkey, it could still be a "retired emperor" or "retired elder" in the era of future palace masters.
What it cares about is every little detail between it and him.
This is not love, and even using the word "love" to describe their relationship is a blasphemy.
Hell is changing.
It was as if a lake that had been contained for a long time had finally burst its banks, and the rolling waves were about to sweep away everything below.
Some are in fear, some are looking forward to it, and some are expecting it;
But under this wave, the people who should really care seem to be very casual.
One is the win hook,
One is the first generation,
Ying Gou punched the Buddha twice and prepared to leave.
The first generation punched the Bodhisattva and then came here to pay tribute.
Zhou Ze only remembered that after the memorial ceremony,
The sky of hell has become bumpy, and the thick blue veins with unconcealed hideousness trap everything.
Then,
The first generation left the swamp, returned to the cave he had come out of before, and lay back in the coffin.
… …
White light,
It's this white light again that can almost cause snow blindness in people.
The lazy man still had one hand on Zhou Ze's shoulder, and the two walked forward together.
Boss Zhou has seen a lot of big scenes, so he doesn't think it's a big deal. If it were someone else, such as An Buqi, if they could really get close to the first-generation Lord of the Mansion one day,
Tsk tsk…
"After this, it will be difficult to travel in and out of Yin and Yang."
The lazy man sighed,
Corners of mouth,
It seems that there is still some eye... shit that has not been wiped off.
"It's better to go to Sanya than here."
"What kind of place is Sanya?"
"It's a place with the sea and great sunshine. Oh, but the prices there are quite high, and the houses are very expensive."
"After you stay here for a long time, you will start to feel that hell is not bad. All appearances are false. Sometimes, things in hell are purer."
"I am just an ordinary person. Even eating a banana in hell is so difficult. It is really not suitable for me."
The wellhead is just ahead.
Ying Gou stood beside the wellhead.
"Take care of my loser son for me."
"I will."
"Tarzan, it's yours."
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
"It was already inside you anyway. I didn't do anything."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
Suddenly I felt that
What a loss.
You're rewarding me with something that's already in my hands
"It's such a pity, why don't you just give it a try?"
The first generation was still not so reconciled, because he was born in the wrong era and could not catch up with this time.
perhaps,
From the bottom of my heart,
He was unwilling to accept the victory.
But there is no way.
Both parties are the Lords of Hell from a different era.
Missed the chance to fight.
Both sides were extremely lonely in their own era.
But Ying Gou cut off those hands himself.
It abruptly prevented the coming of a change in the situation.
It’s like everyone is the best athlete in the country, winning gold medals in provincial and national games, and being hailed as the strongest of their time.
But one of them won an Olympic gold medal, while the other, for various reasons, was unable to participate in the Olympics.
In conclusion,
are different.
"Actually, I think the old Taoist... um, I think that prodigal son did a good job, retaining the manpower. That's what Young Marshal Zhang did back then."
"Who is Marshal Zhang?"
The lazy guy doesn't understand again.
Ying Gou, who was standing by the well, ignored it, but it was obvious that he didn't understand either.
Zhou Ze shrugged. It was hard for him to explain to these two people who were thousands or even tens of thousands of years old who Mr. "Xiao Zhang" was.
I can only say:
"He's pretty good in his evaluation. He's very similar to your loser."
"Oh?" The lazy man was puzzled for a moment, and then he immediately thought of the key to the problem, "He sat in the right seat... right?"
Saying,
The lazy man patted Zhou Ze's shoulder again.
"Young man, I am very optimistic about you."
Having said this,
The first generation walked up to Ying Gou,
road:
"I feel comfortable now, and now I give it back to you."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
“… … ” Win hook.
"Don't worry about Ah Zi's matter. I have just solved it. The knot no longer exists."
"What do you call that monkey?"
"Azi."
"So, are you guys so random in naming?"
"A name is just a title. For example, among the people in hell right now, how many of them know my name?"
"It seems so. That's right. No, wait a minute, so you used eight taels of bananas to lure a female..."
The lazy man reached out and covered Zhou Ze's mouth, and said to Ying Gou:
"If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave."
Boss Zhou struggled to break free from the lazy man's hand.
I didn't pursue the question of the Purple Golden Monkey's gender.
Instead, he asked a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time, and it was also a question that generations of officials in hell wanted to know.
"Why does every generation of your palace lord have to be accompanied by a monkey?"
"Oh? Are there monkeys around them? I never noticed."
“Both!”
Boss Zhou said with certainty.
Could it be that your family, generation after generation, has a strong affinity with monkeys
"It's no big deal, I'll be the first to eat melon."
"Well, then what?"
"The second one imitated eating melon."
"Well, then what?"
"The third one imitated the first two in eating melon."
"What happens after this?"
"Tradition, that's how it comes."
"that's all?"
"Are you not satisfied with this answer?"
“I always feel that it’s not very exciting.”
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. How about I make up another wonderful answer for you?"
"I think so."
Ying Gou stretched out his hand.
Grabbing Zhou Ze's shoulders,
Obviously,
He had been watching Zhou Ze and the lazy guy talking for so long that he really couldn't stand it anymore.
"I think it's not too late to talk for a while." Boss Zhou said to Ying Gou.
Ying Gou's mouth revealed a smile.
Looking at the well in front of me,
road:
"Do you know how long it will take to come back to life from here?"
"how long?"
Zhou Ze looked at Ying Gou, and then at the lazy man.
The lazy man scratched his head and said:
"In the past, the time it takes to make it through the journey was only a little slower than the Yellow Springs Road.
Isn't the weather changing now
It will probably take a year.
If we delay any longer, it might take ten years for the weather to change completely.
Why,
Don't be impatient.
Wait a moment, don't leave in a hurry!
I promise to give you an answer that satisfies you..."