"Old monkey!"

Sun Fan was shocked.

"How is this... possible?"

"How could it be here!?"

The bright moon hangs high.

Sun Fan walked towards the backyard step by step with the cold moonlight all over the ground.

‘Puu~’’ ‘Puu~’ His heart gradually beating faster and even instinctively held his breath. There was an intuition in his heart: all confusion may be revealed tonight.

"You must have heard of his story..."

The old monkey twisted the Buddhist beads and once again told the past five hundred years ago.

"Some people say that he helped Tang Seng obtain the true scriptures and sealed the Battle of the Buddha..."

"Some people also say... the real him has long died on the way westward!"

"Some people say... Journey to the West has never happened."

Sun Fan sat next to the old monkey without realizing it and listened quietly.

A stirring heart gradually calmed down with the soothing sound of old age.

soon.

The old monkey finished the first story.

However, this time, it did not fall asleep as deeply as before.

Sun Fan looked at the old monkey seriously and asked, "Then what, the story behind it."

The old monkey slowly looked up and glanced at Sun Fan, who was amazingly imposing, as if he was a certain 'monkey'.

I couldn't help but sigh inexplicably.

I slowly told another story, a completely different story.

"Once upon a time, there was a stubborn stone on the banks of the East China Sea, which was conceived by heaven and earth and gave birth to a creature."

"It has no father or mother, and is also a poor person, and is surviving around the world. Unfortunately, it did not defend the right path, but instead disrupted the world and reversed the world."

"It's in trouble with the Dragon Palace, snatching away the magic needles from Dinghai and trampling the world."

"It changes life and death, ignores the dignity of life, and breaks the rules."

"It makes a big fuss in the heavenly court, despising the laws of heaven and earth, and violates the majestic and divine power."

As Sun Fan listened, his brows gradually frowned.

When I say this, something is wrong with the story of the Monkey King.

The old monkey became more and more anxious the more he spoke, and the Buddhist beads in his hand became faster and faster.

"However, the grace of heaven is so great that it is still in harmony with its charity, hoping that it can cultivate one's nature."

"But he does not know the current affairs, disturbs the peach feast, deceives the emperor and violates the superiors, deviates from the classics and destinies, and has a great sin."

"When the power of heaven was furious, he refined it in the Bagua Divine Furnace. Later, the Buddha moved the mountain to live at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain with his great and boundless magical powers and subdued it."

quiet.

At this moment, the noisy wind suddenly stopped.

Even the moonlight in the sky seemed to be timid and dared not shine into the backyard of the Zen temple with a blazing light.

“Ha~~”

The old monkey shook his head and smiled, and continued, "Five hundred years later, my Buddha is boundless and merciless, and he will not care about his past grudges, and he will give him a tight ring, so that he can wait for his sins, serve Xuanzang to travel west to seek the true scriptures, and save the world."

"It treats the stubborn self in its heart as an enemy, beats it into ashes, and only seeks to be reborn."

"So it washed away all its anger, put down its butcher's knife, turned back and turned to the shore, and converted to the great way."

"As obedient as a dog."

The old monkey's slow voice seemed to be deeply suppressing something.

It turned its head.

A pair of blurred old eyes met Sun Fan's dull gaze.

He asked softly: "Are you satisfied with this story?"

“…”

Sun Fan frowned deeply and remained silent.

The story...is still that story.

But for some reason, it always makes people feel a little depressed.

"I'm not satisfied."

Sun Fan shook his head and said.

"Ha~~" the old monkey sighed.

"But... this is the story that spread in the Three Realms five hundred years ago, and the story that has been passed down to this day!"

"The power of heaven is vast... the Great Sage of the Monkey King, and his body is in harmony with the heaven... But in their eyes, he is just a monkey who rebels from the scriptures and Taoism. In the end, he converted to heaven, became a Buddha, and became a famous...dog?"

"Hahaha...hahahahaha" the old monkey suddenly burst into laughter.

Smiling wildly and unrestrainedly, laughing wildly.

A drop of turbid tears squeezed from the corners of his eyes, and it was completely unaware of it.

"……dog?"

Sun Fan was shocked.

Finally got it.

"So, in the eyes of the high immortals and Buddhas, the Monkey King... is just a failed dog?"

Lao Hou's words reminded him of the person who wrote the history books.

History... has never been written by losers.

Since the Monkey King disappeared from this world five hundred years ago, he said that who will write its story and how it should be written is naturally decided by "Heaven".

so……

Is this the story he always wanted to know about the Monkey King?

so.

Did they fight five hundred years ago?

For freedom?

Fight with the sky, fight with the Buddha?

so……

The Monkey King, who has great supernatural powers across the three realms, died in that struggle?

Who is the Fighting and Victory Buddha on the Western Lingshan Mountain?

What is the ending of Tang Monk, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, Xiao Bailong and others?

Instinctively looked at the dragon head skull that was constantly burned by the flames of the bearish spirit.

Too many questions filled his heart.

"Old monkey, can you tell me what happened five hundred years ago? Even if the Monkey King, who has great supernatural powers, will not die, right? Where did their master and disciple go in the end?"

"How did Huaguo Mountain... be destroyed? This is the dragon head, and the white bone dragon skeleton that has been straddled thousands of miles apart. Is it the body of the white dragon horse in your story?"

Sun Fan looked at the old monkey's eyes: "And... who are you?"

"I?"

The old monkey's eyes were full of confusion.

"Who am I? Who am I? It hurts so much! Ah~~ The head hurts so much!!" The old monkey suddenly hugged his head and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Old monkey~~Old monkey~~~"

Sun Fan couldn't help feeling at a loss when he saw the sudden change.

"I don't remember, I don't remember... I don't remember... I really don't remember! Why, why can't I remember..."

The old monkey rolled on the ground, in great pain.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask who you are. Get up quickly, get up!" Sun Fan quickly helped the old monkey up.

“Uh…uh…”

The old monkey gasped and breathed heavily.
To be continued...