The Monkey King

"Hahahaha, monkey said, don't be a monkey?" A hearty laughter came from a distance.

"Uncle Jin Chanzi." The girl immediately stood up and saluted.

"Jin Chanzi? Xuanzang?" Stone Monkey stiffened and the fruit in his hand slipped.

In the distance, a figure soared into the clouds.

As he got closer, Stone Monkey could clearly see the person coming.

He is a monk, handsome and thin, wearing a gray cassock casually, holding a string of one hundred and eight prayer beads, looking bohemian.

"Uncle Master, this is..." After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, Feng Chime was obviously a little dumb, as if he was shocked by something.

"You mean my Buddha's light, right?"

Feng Chime nodded heavily.

Jin Chanzi let out a long sigh: "Yesterday, during the Dharma debate at Lingshan, the light of the Buddha has been lost."

"Lost?!" Feng Chime opened her mouth wide.

Once this Buddha's light is lost, it means that he is no longer a Buddha!

Jin Chanzi smiled as if he didn't care, looked at Stone Monkey, and asked, "Do you really want to become an immortal?"

Stone Monkey gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Jin Chanzi, later Xuanzang, his future master, actually met him in this way.

This world seems to be vaguely revealing to itself another fate, a miserable fate, in a special way.

However, no matter what, Stone Monkey will not let himself become his disciple, yes, no matter what!

Seeing Shihou gritting his teeth and glaring at him, Jin Chanzi frowned slightly and asked, "You and I know each other?"

Stone Monkey still didn't speak.

"The poor monk has a hunch that you and I are destined."

"It's best not to have any!" Shihou said coldly.

Jin Chanzi laughed out loud: "If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it. What's the best thing to do without it?"

Stone Monkey turned his head away and did not look at him.

"It doesn't matter, you want to seek immortality, and the poor monk will grant your wish." Jin Chanzi raised his head and looked at the Taoist temple and asked, "Is your master here?"

Feng Chime bowed respectfully and said, "In reply to Master Jin Chanzi's words, Master is practicing in Qianxin Hall."

"Okay, I'll come as soon as I go."

After saying that, Jin Chanzi flicked his sleeves, clouds of mist formed under his feet, and he flew over the wall in the blink of an eye.

After Jin Chanzi left, the wind chime picked up the whisk and knocked the stone monkey on the head: "You stone monkey is so ignorant! Do you know who Master Jin Chanzi is?"

"I know, he is the uncivilized monk in Journey to the West!"

If it fell into his hands, it wouldn't matter whether he could get the true scripture or not, what the outcome would be. Because that in itself is a tragedy.

The wind chime ignored the stone monkey's inconsistent answer and scolded: "Jin Chanzi is the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha in the West. How can you talk to him like this!"

"Tch!" Stone Monkey turned his head to take a look. After a while, he suddenly turned his head back with a face full of surprise: "You said Jin Chanzi was the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha in the West. If you call him uncle, then... then Isn’t Patriarch Subhuti just..."

"You insist on joining the master, but you don't even know the master's identity?" Feng Ling glared at Shi Hou with disdain.

"Tathagata Buddha is the fellow disciple of Patriarch Subhuti?!" Stone Monkey exclaimed.

If this is the case, then wasn't the entire Journey to the West designed by this group of people?

The wind chime raised up the fly whisk and knocked the stone monkey on the head again: "Nonsense! How can the Tathagata Buddha be the master's fellow disciple?"

"Then why do you call me Uncle Jin Chanzi again?"

"Master and the Tathagata Buddha have the same Dharma origin. In terms of seniority, we call Jin Chanzi Uncle Master!"

"Oh?" Stone Monkey breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Where does this origin of Dharma come from? This is a Taoist temple, but Tathagata Buddha practices Buddhism."

"You don't know something about this." Feng Ling cleared his throat and said softly: "Master first practiced Taoism and became successful. Then he followed Taishang West out of Hanguguan, turned a tiger into a Buddha, and practiced Buddhism again. . It’s a pity that Buddhism has not yet achieved great success, so only Taoism is taught here.”

After that, he lowered his voice and said: "Don't mention this matter any more, lest Master will be unhappy."

"Oh." Stone Monkey frowned tightly, his eyes wandering in the sky.

"You have practiced Taoism first, and you have achieved success in Taoism? Now, since you have achieved Taoism, why should you practice Buddhism? According to the grade of this old man, he is no worse than a Buddha in the West. There is no reason." Thinking, The stone monkey glanced at the wind chime, but did not ask.

In the Qianxin Hall, Subhuti and Jin Chanzi's eyes met.

Jin Chanzi gently picked up the black chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

"Crack."

"Please." After saying that, Jin Chanzi's hand slowly moved away and passed over the dense white stones on the chessboard.

"Jin Chanzi, what do you mean by this...?" Looking at the solitary sunspot in the blank space on the chessboard, Subhuti stroked his long beard with a look of surprise on his face.

"This is a dead game. You should risk your life to survive." Jin Chanzi looked directly into Subhuti's eyes and said slowly.

"Throw yourself into death and live again?" Subhuti couldn't help but smile bitterly: "A few years ago, I had a game with you. I really didn't expect you to do this. It's just..."

"It's just that he risked his life and survived, but he was a poor monk. Really?" Jin Chanzi's smile slowly faded.

"This move is extremely dangerous." Subhuti pointed at Heizi and said.

"The poor monk knows what he is doing."

"You have to think about it. If it doesn't work out..." Subhuti paused slightly, and the hall became a little quiet.

It took a long time for Subhuti to say the last few words: "It will never be restored again!"

At that moment, it was a sunny day with thunder, and the flash of light shone through the window eaves on Jin Chanzi's face, handsome and without ripples.

He looked calm, clasped his hands together and said, "For the sake of universal salvation, the poor monk is willing to turn into this chess piece to solve the centuries-old puzzle of Buddhism."

Looking at Jin Chanzi with firm eyes, Subhuti was shocked and asked for a long time: "Have you made up your mind?"

"The poor monk has asked Zhengfa Ming to take care of that last life. If heaven is kind, he will let me practice the method of universal salvation. If not..." Jin Chanzi stood up and knelt down: "This trip is to say goodbye, and we will never see you again. Please also say Take care, brother!”

The thunder has passed and the sky is as before.

Silks of soft light fell on Jin Chanzi through the white gauze on the window, carving deep shadows on the simple floor.

Subhuti slowly opened his eyes and said nothing.

…

After a long time, the vermilion door opened with a bang, and Jin Chanzi raised her feet and dragged her skirt across the high threshold.

Under the gaze of Stone Monkey, he walked down the stairs step by step, passed by him, and said: "The poor monk has opened the door for you to seek Taoism. The rest is up to you."

The breeze blew through his sleeves, and his flying figure moved towards the distance step by step.

The back figure blended into the flowing clouds on the horizon, blended into the green leaves in the forest, and became one with the heaven and earth.

Don't look back.

Looking inside and outside, all the brothers watched quietly.

Behind the door, on the long stone steps, Subhuti stood facing the wind and sighed for a long time: "The future life is terrible..."

The stone monkey struggled to stand up, limping toward the door with his almost unconscious feet.

Subhuti slowly closed his eyes until the golden cicada disappeared into the distance, then opened his eyes and stared at the stone monkey climbing the stairs.

This was the first time he and Stone Monkey looked at each other.

A spring and autumn of perseverance, separated by a wall, finally reached this point.

The stone monkey stopped and looked at Subhuti blankly, waiting in a heart-wrenching manner.

After a long time, Subhuti suddenly smiled and said: "You are really stubborn like a monkey... It's okay, follow me into the inner room!"

After that, he looked up to the sky with a smile, turned around and left.

The frozen expression on the stone monkey's face slowly broke into a smile, and he limped across the threshold like a cheerful monkey.

"Enter the inner room...Master is going to..."

"Disciple who entered the room!" The remaining clouds on the horizon cleared away, and the wind chime held a whisk in hand, walking through the crowd step by step: "In the future, I'm afraid we will all call him respectful uncle."

All the fellow disciples who were looking inside and outside were all shocked!

…

One day in heaven and one year on earth.

Thousands of years later, the Book of Heaven recorded that three major events happened on this day.

First of all, Yang Jian, the first general in the Eastern Heaven, cut down the mountain to save his mother. Due to his mother's death, he turned against the Jade Emperor. He led the Seven Saints of Meishan to gather troops to flood the river mouth, and pointed his three-pointed two-edged sword directly at the Heaven.

Heavenly Court urgently recruits Yang Jian's master Yuding, but Yuding stays behind closed doors, claiming that he cannot win.

Secondly, Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha in the West, became confused. He debated the Dharma in Lingshan and directly challenged Tathagata Buddha. He broke the Taoist mind and lost the Buddha's golden body.

After that, he made a great wish to undergo ten lives of hard training, and was willing to fall into reincarnation. From then on, he became a monk on the vast earth. There is no more golden cicada in the West.

And the third one is Subhuti, the ancient Western immortal, regardless of cause and effect, he accepted a stone monkey as his disciple and named him Sun Wukong.

This last event was fully advanced by three hundred years.