7. The eighty-first disaster of the West End
Westbound, eighty-one.
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
When I was down five hills, a monk wearing red thongs with a cane slashed the mountain, and then pulled me out of a pile of stones, and asked me:
“You escort me to the west, or I’ll take you to the west now. I’m sorry.
I’m a monkey, the real one.
Years ago, I learned from an old man by the name of Buddha and his father, and then he was crushed under five mountains 500 years ago. There’ll be a man who’ll unbutton the charm, and there’ll be a man today.
Split the mountain.
I don’t know if there were any peaches on the mountain, and I didn’t ask them in heaven.
By the way, the monk looks like he’s weak and weak. He’s using me to escort him? I think he’s got that cane that’s a good way to stop the Buddha from killing Buddha.
So when he left the question to me, I didn’t have much to choose.
I’ve been locked up for 500 years to know what it’s like to be free, and I don’t want to go west for a while, so I’m sending you west.
So the monk carried me on. He became my master, and I had a golden guacamole over my head, and in my conversation I learned his name was Hyung Zhen.
In fact, I had only one master in my heart, the Buddha’s father, but I chose to walk down the mountain with a stick and call him the Master. The moment I was on the road, I was thinking not of the way forward, nor of the way ahead.
I’m thinking about the front.
Many years ago.
Many years ago, if someone came up and asked me such a provocative question, I’d give him a stick and then drink it up and fuck your grandma! I’d like to see if you’re the one who sent my grandson to heaven or to heaven!
Now I can only follow him with a stick and look at his luminous head and reflect under the sun.
500 years has changed a lot. I do not know exactly which moment the Great Emperor disappeared in those 500 years.
Anyway, it’s only Goku now.
And then we went to the Old House.
He was former Field Marshal Tianbong because of the denigration of the tycoon, the misdirection of the pig, and became a pig.
I don’t care if he’s a marshal, so I’ve seen him before. I can only say that he turned into a pig.
Kind of fits him.
But if you say you’re a pig, or you’re not gonna change your mind, or you’re going to make fun of her. If you kill her later, he’ll have to go back to Gautrán.
After the Gentleman had saved Gautlan from the Eight Rings, the look in Gautlan’s eyes was wrong. After all, who doesn’t like the hero? And he’s a fine-skinned hero. So I took off my hat:
“You see, my master is a monk. I’m sorry.
It’s not like he’s looking at Gautlan. He likes to make choices, and one of them is a meaningless choice. As he asked me, he asked Tianbong a question.
“Will you escort me to the west, or shall I turn you into a real pig?” I’m sorry.
Junjie, who knows the world like me, has decided to send Hyun-chul with me to the west.
Since then, he’s called eight.
When we got to the river, there was a river boy in the river. I don’t know this riverboy. I know him.
I asked him, “Who is this riverboy?”
“Little drapes, have you never seen?” I’m sorry.
We said, “What curtains, general? Curtains? I’m sorry.
“The drapes of the Jade Emperor.” I’m sorry.
I said, “This can also seal a general? I’ve never been in front of Jade Emperor’s palanquin. I’ve never seen him before. I’m sorry.
“He was at the gate of the House of Leng, and we called him a porter.” You’ve been to Leng’s House, you must have seen him. But who’s gonna trust a doorman? He then broke a cup and was thrown down. I’m sorry.
I said, “He was thrown down before you? I’m sorry.
Eight: “Yes, it’s sad. And then I laughed at him, and who thought later…”
We said, “That is what you deserve. And I think about it, too. You can be a marshal. Why can’t he be a general? I’m sorry.
“Do you still owe this problem?” I’m sorry.
While we’re talking nonsense, we’re looking at the river. Then he looked back at me.
Goku, get your golden stick big and give it to me. I’m sorry.
I did it, and then Hyun-hyun took my 13,500-pound stick in the river and blew it out.
In the course of the battle, and without further mention, as I was asked and the Eight Rings, the riverboys were asked, not the curtains, a question.
“Whether you escort me to the west, or I’ll give you a new river and you’ll forget the river. I’m sorry.
The curtains are also for Junjie.
Since then, he has been Sakaki.
And then we passed the hawk, and we didn’t know how long the Three Princes of the West Sea were hungry. He came up and took away the Eight Rings and threatened to eat pork today.
My brother Sha and I stood by and watched the scene, and in our knowledge there was no time for us to do it as long as the gust was alive. But Hyun-gi was just staring at Princes of the West Sea.
We said: “Sewer, if you were to ride a horse as a whole, then let the snake eat it, you would have spared eight. I’m sorry.
Brother Sha, the horse is not as strong as the master…
“I’ll have horses soon.” I’m sorry.
Then he suddenly cried out to Prince Three of the West Sea.
“You’re a dragon, too. Do you know the Prince of the East Sea? I’m sorry.
It’s the old dragon’s car. He’s got a twitch in his arms when he’s young. It’s a mess.
When I went to the East Sea to rob the weapons, I saw O-Chi and talked to him. He spent his whole life in bed, he couldn’t stand up, and even when he got back to his real body, he had to fall on the ground.
But they’re the gods. They can’t die.
So this was our conversation.
O.C.: “If you are so strong, shoot me.” I’m sorry.
I said, “I will not kill you, I have the baby.” I’m sorry.
O: But I want to die. I’m better off dead than alive. I’m sorry.
We said, ‘That is your business, and my grandson did not create evil.’ I’m sorry.
And then I left, and O.C. looked disappointed.
Then I went to heaven, and I talked about it when I was drinking with someone. I said that you went down and killed O-Chi, and he said he was better off dead. You’re a good man. Send the dragon to the west.
What is it that brings up the cup and shakes its head in silence: “I am God.” And you should know I can’t. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think that I was looking at a very special place, and I didn’t see it as being a better-known hybrid. But he’s not lying.
He had a caesarean, intestinal, bone-cracking and brawning relationship with his parents and, although his body had been reconstructed later, left with some after-effects.
He didn’t know much about it. I saw it when he caught me.
He’s got a hard arm and he’ll break up. Literally scattered.
Far out. Say it again.
And when I was gone, they were both finished, and then he took up his red and radiant twigs, and rubped the head of his staff.
“I’ve learned a few hands from some of these things. I’m a little bit faster than any of these. He’s a real hand. I’m a sharp one. I’m sorry.
Even if I were a monkey, I could see the fear of Prince West Sea.
“Are you escorting me to the west, or am I going to show you the life of the dragon legend O-Cry? I’m sorry.
And the three princes knew that the currents were Junjie, and then he became the horse of the ancient. The worst of all.
I said my master never rode and waited here.
But it’s weird, huh? Prince O-Chi is the Prince, can’t you be a fairy?
Surely you have seen it. The Qur’an is one of those who say little.
At first, I felt he was violent, disparaging the process under our income, giving us an option that had no choice at all. Then I found out that let us choose his greatest mercy. And when he meets a monster, he does not even give him a choice, and a cane is slashed upon him at a moment, and he is as good as a mountain.
He’s more honest. Ask him, Master. You’re not afraid of breaking up a good man or a good monster?
The master threw a cold look at him and said he naturally knew who was good and who was bad and didn’t want to waste a quarter.
Give us a choice and don’t waste time.
When I got up on patrol at night, I saw him sleeping and rubbing his cane on the tip.
He doesn’t look like a real monk. It’s not the first time I’ve seen him in the night. How can humans do that?
So I asked him, is he still awake?
And he put down his staff, “Ah!” Feel more while you can feel it. It’s too much time to sleep. I’m sorry.
Even if I was a monkey, I could probably see it. He said that with a little bit of a sense.
But that’s all I can understand, after all.
The three of us don’t have much work to do. We’ll go to the fast in turn. We’ll follow him. We talk when it’s nothing.
We have never been part of any of our chats, nor have we been able to say anything about the three of us who worked in heaven.
Sha said he envyed me for living in vain and that he had never eaten a peach in heaven for so long. I said there’s nothing good about that. It’s just like Mount Hua Nu.
The Eight Rings say he likes beauty his whole life, and he doesn’t want to be a monk if he can. I mean, a monk can be common, but a pig doesn’t like a pretty girl. Shouldn’t it be better to be a pig than a monk?
Then he stopped talking.
After a long silence, Sha’s brother suddenly lowered his voice: “What is your master?” I’m sorry.
I was the first to follow the Emperor, to learn a little bit more, so I began to point my finger: “Our master, the monk of the Temple of Kimshan, the brother of the Emperor of Tang, and the master of the West…”
“The Jade Emperor?”
We said, “Do you read? I’m sorry.
“I think the master forced him to seal his staff on the Emperor’s neck.” I’m sorry.
Sha’s brother was so sure, “I don’t think so. I’m sorry.
I said, “I don’t think there’s anything else. I’m sorry.
“How can he know the Great Three-King Sea Council?” I’m sorry.
We said: “The Lord of the Sea, the Three Forums.” What do you say?
“It’s strange to see him like this. I’m sorry.
Who says no.
We needed to rest at night, so I went to knock and sleep. “What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
“We’re going to spend the night on the road, and we don’t know if we’re disturbing it. I’m sorry.
“House and sleep? Who is it? I’m sorry.
“The three of us, together with our master, the monk of the Temple of KIMshan, the brother of the Emperor of Tang Dynasty, and the master of the West…”
“We can’t live with so many people! I’m sorry.
Anyway, we went in because I explained that we only had four horses. A middle-aged widowed woman lived in the house, and three of her beautiful daughters, who were called Precious and Merciful.
I’m not interested in pretty girls. I’m just a monkey.
Sha’s brother is not interested in beautiful women, after all, he’s a riverboy.
White Dragon Horse isn’t interested in beautiful women either, he’s just a horse.
He’s not interested in beautiful women either. He’s a monk.
Eight. Eight. Even if he was a pig!
I don’t have to tell you what happened. The Eight Rings were cleaned up.
When we left, Sha’s brother whispered to me, “I’m moved, but I’m smarter than my second brother. This is the test of the way, and I am not worthy of it.” I’m sorry.
All right. Riverboys are still interested in beautiful women.
It’s called wild.
We met the white genie who became an old woman, and the scepter went down and split the bones, and the calves flew to the head.
The King of the Silver Horn greets us with his twerp: “Can you say yes? “I’m not even going to react to this.
I don’t think he’s the King of Silver Corners, but the King’s dignity.
To the Queen of Si Liang, the King of my daughter, a brother-in-law, shouted, saying that he would leave everything behind.
Then we met the six-eared monkey, and the six-eared monkey was disguised as a crime by me, and the hand of the Qur’an was cut to death.
Then I asked Hyun-hyun, Master, the face of the monkey is exactly like mine.
“The demons can change all the way, and it’s no surprise that you can become one.” You wouldn’t do that. It wasn’t you who killed him. I’m sorry.
I thank you.
Then we went to the Lion-Ray Ridge, where the ogre was more dense, and there was a little bit of a place with three ogres.
And I was an old acquaintance with Tai Po.
When I was still the Monkey King, I travelled around the world and met the King of Demons, and seven of us were brothers, and I was the seventh.
We’ve met Cow Demon, and he’s been quenched and his son quenched.
This pelican is the king of pelicans of our seven brothers.
The lions and the white elephants are the rides of the Phunsa and Wen Shusa; they are taken back, and the peng can be killed by a wild monster alone. I was prepared to avoid it when Hyun-hyun tried to do it, after all, before I let my brother die.
And then it came.
For 500 years, I hated him forever. This guy doesn’t brush his hair.
They took him away. He said goodbye when he left.
You know what it means to be taken away? To be taken away is to be a fairy to Buddha.
Looks like the fairies have to line up with three.
We traveled all the way to the west with the thorns and the moons, and by the way, we saw him come and say the words.
It’s cold. I haven’t actually seen him laugh, and it’s not only cold today.
“Do you understand the law now?” I’m sorry.
Me?
Buddha?
I don’t know!
I realized that I had come on a long-distance trip with one of my former monks and two of my first-time colleagues? What can I learn? What is the so-called Buddha? What is it? What do you expect me to know?
But I was anxious to get to the end of the dust, so I scratched my head and laughed and said, “I’ve learned, I’ve learned!”
I don’t know!
“What about you?” Do you understand Buddha now? I’m sorry.
It’s still cold.
“I have no understanding. I’m sorry.
The three of us, plus a horse, were surprised to see him.
He’s a monk, unlike some of our half-drives. He’s been a monk since he was a kid. He’s a monk. He travels a long way to get the truth back and spread it.
We’re all waiting for a response, but if we don’t say much, it’s still the smile, “Go ahead. I’m sorry.
Then we’ll go get someone to take the scripture and get ready to leave. When Arjun and Gaja gave us the Book, Hyun-chul delivered the purple gold that he had eaten all the way to Ramadan. The three of us are staring in the back. One of his monks knows this?
Looks like you don’t know the law. The monk has already contaminated the world.
When we got out, we asked him why he had to give the Qin to Yan, and he said one word.
“The King is easy to hide, the children are hard to find. Or we won’t get the Book. I’m sorry.
As far as the river ends, escorting our Kong is gone, the Kurochi suddenly stopped and looked at us, and then took the Bookbox and sat on it.
Mr. Sha stopped talking and ended up wanting: Master, it’s true…
“The Buddha is in the heart, not in the head.” I’m sorry.
I laughed and sat in the book box: “Well, then, as my grandson said, burn these books in my heart. I’m sorry.
“It’s not that bad. I’m sorry.
There’s something wrong with the brain.
How else would you say, “No, no, no. I’m sorry.
“The consequences of being blistered or burning are similar. Count how much trouble we’ve been through. I’m sorry.
I’m counting, counting and counting, like 80, and one more.
The same stride was shown on the face of the eight rings and Shai.
And the Gentleman spread his staff over his legs: Let the master tell you. The last difficulty is in this river. We couldn’t make it. The old Chen Jia-joon’s gonna come over. He asked me how many days he had left, I didn’t ask. So he’d take the four of us with the books into the river. I’m sorry.
“Then why did you forget to ask?” I can’t swim! I’m sorry.
“No, I will.” I’m sorry.
“You’ll be the best!” I’m sorry.
“I mean I can’t die.” I’m sorry.
HYDRA: Me too. I’m a dragon. I’m sorry.
Eight rings at me.
“My grandson doesn’t know how to water, but he can fly through the clouds. I’m sorry.
“The master certainly can’t swim.” I’m sorry.
I also look at the Quixuan: “How can I wonder if he knows much more than if he will have water?” I’m sorry.
He looked at the river in peace, and he opened his mouth.
“Eighteen, the clouds are gone. That’s the eighty-first. I’m sorry.
And on our way to the Mount of Spirit, there is a river of grief, and its name is over the clouds. “The King of Light, the King of the South, supported us by a boat without a bottom, which led Buddha to read a poem:
Hong Mon’s first verdict is famous, and I’m glad I’m here. There’s a wave and a wind and it’s steady.
Six dusts can be taken together. The bottomless ship is sad about the sea.
It’s true. It’s literally true.
We saw our bodies on the ship that drew Buddha, and we made him say how happy he was. Ashore, led Buddha and his people to disappear, leaving a poem:
The baby’s flesh and blood and the love of the child is God. This day is full of Buddha and clean of the dust.
Why do you read poetry? It’s the King of Psalms.
In short, it’s obvious that we’ve been decapitated after the cloud, which is what it means. But I don’t know what that is.
“Whether you believe it or not, you’ve come here many times. Even if I had asked Buddha about the old man’s sun, he would have found another reason to lift the four of us with a suitcase. I’m sorry.
And We say: In this river?
Noding at the door: “It makes sense. I’m sorry.
I said, “No, did I mean to lift this river?” Let the swimmers get on top of the swimmies? I’m sorry.
“We can’t go down this river.” Down this river, we’re not us anymore. I’m sorry.
It’s not my fault that the eight rings and the Shai Shih brothers were all confused, and I feel a little sad about the look on the face.
“It’s not like we lost ourselves. We’re just a ghost on the Mount.” We’re really dead on the cloud. I’m sorry.
“Oh, it hurts! There’s no body! I’m sorry.
And he looked at him, and said, “This is the river of heaven, once it falls, our souls will be washed, and then many things will start from scratch. I’m sorry.
I suddenly felt like I understood something, though I didn’t want to believe it.
“Who is Buddha? That’s Buddha, the most powerful Buddha, who can count, and how can it be less difficult? How could a 10-year-old be wrong to count 81? The last difficulty before going up to the Mount of Spirits is to cross the clouds, and the river must stay until the true Book is achieved. Then everything will start from scratch, and we’ll go through it again, again and again, three years later and then three years later.”
I don’t think it’s my fault at this point, because I really saw my grief in the face, even as a monkey I can see it.
I looked at my sad face and thought that my hip-hop face had a sharp contrast with him.
I thought I had a lot to say, but I didn’t know what to say, and I just said, “Why?” I’m sorry.
“Because I don’t understand the law. He turned his head back and kept staring at the river, “Because I don’t understand the law.” So it can only be repeated, year after year, to clarify the ideas … until I understand. I’m sorry.
“You should not have understood Buddha!” Tell Buddha you understand…”
“I do not understand, because I have a different mind.” Let me tell you something, it’s not 81 after 99, it’s one. I’m sorry.
…it’s one.
“Nine in one, so after 99, it’s all over again. It’s not your trouble… it’s mine. I’m sorry.
And the former life of Hyun-chul was the second brother of Buddha.
However, he was said to have been a third in line at home when he was a human being before he became a golden scorpion.
Well, it doesn’t matter.
In any case, he had a disagreement over Buddha’s law and his family, such as his slowness in the matter, and he had therefore come back after a difficult time.
It’s a terrible life for Kim to have died before she was born, her mother was taken by robbers, he was thrown into a basket, he was adopted by a temple and became a monk from childhood. He became a grown man and was sent back to the West to learn his lesson.
And when the first time I took it, or before, it was a simple monk who was weak, and tried to climb up five hills and unbold me, and then on the way, either by me, or by me, by the rescuers, or by a batch.
Then the process was repeated, and when I was beaten, I was driven away and pregnant in my daughter’s country, because she was not bribed to get a blank book and thrown into the river.
Everything will start again after we’ve fallen into the river.
But after all it’s not really human. You’re strong, you’re smart, or you’re not good enough, right? After so many repetitions, he gradually recovered the memory of his former life, recovered the power of his former life, and after a few more years, he began to remember what happened every time he went through it, and he began to refine himself, and every time he went through it, he found a blacksmith to sharpen his staff.
According to him, he is not a human pupil, that is, we, each of us, have taught him several hands, that he may even change, that he may not have changed so much, but that I have taught him 36 times.
He did learn how to twitch, and he said he was tired of taking him through a few times, so I drove him up to the sky, and I saw a lot of gods. And the Princes of the West Sea taught him where the dragons are soft, and he can really twitch the dragons like any of them, and probably make it better than any of them.
And that, for the twenty-seventh time, has been our journey.
I can’t help but think of him, as he touches the tip of his sharp wand, who splits five hills, beats the white sperm, beats the monkey in six ears, pushs the king of his daughter without mercy, and a cane breaks the king’s dignity.
Maybe he’s tired of it, so all the violence that directly solves it…
“The Buddha says not to kill. But what difference does it make between you and me? What difference does it make? If they don’t kill them, they’ll come after me and kill everything I treasure. I only read and refused to kill, and those around me identified for me everything. And now I’ve killed and read, but I still feel at peace. What do you say, Buddha? I’m sorry.
I don’t understand.
The rest of the nerds don’t know much better.
“How can it be clear? Is that right? Is the Buddha right? Unlike him, is that what you think? Is that a slow Buddha?
“How am I to be merciful? To decide my life freely, to set rules for all, and not to be bound by them, to see others suffer, and to say it is a practice, is that mercy? How can I bear such mercy?
“Is it also mercy that Feng Xian County will never send down any more rain from heaven, instead of rekindling it to Buddha?” Is that a relief? Buddha loves the world. Isn’t that a great love?
“Is it mercy that the cattle, who ride down the border to do evil and are commanded to do so, continue to be gods in the heavens?” What about the innocent lives? I can’t understand a Buddha like that.
“He only sees no one to think differently and he just wants to see me surrender.”
“Even if it is not a scam, it will take nine hundred and eighty-one hard times to prove your piety.” How can Buddha test his followers so harshly and brutally? I’m sorry.
…Yeah.
What kind of mercy is this?
“I recognize you, my grandson. I’m sorry.
But the problem is still before us, and once it falls, it will all come from the beginning, and no one will remember it, except for the bastion.
But we can’t cross the river.
We sit by the river like this. It seems that the sky here will never go dark. This, in the words of the ancients, is not a real space. How can the river from the beginning of a soul be in reality? And there’s no river below Lingshan. That’s the hard one for us.
Sitting down for a long time, the Eight Rings suddenly spoke.
“Do you know why I became a pig? I’m sorry.
“Isn’t you wrong when you were denigrated?” I’m sorry.
“Think about who will be born when he is denigrated. Have you been born?” Why would I have to die? Besides, even if I’m born, can’t my pig read? I can’t tell the difference between human and animal? Am I stupid? That’s just an excuse. As Shifu says, to set rules for people without being bound by them, to see others suffer, but to say that it’s a practice I want to be a pig demon. I’m sorry.
Brother Sha is quiet.
Half an hour ago, Shatsu spoke.
“In countless times, I’ve been thinking, “What am I trying so hard to be God?” Are you a slave in heaven? And a slave who is immortal and immortal. I am the Lord of the Curtains, but everyone calls out to me from behind I know. I’m sorry.
I felt his pig’s nose.
“But if this is the end of the ranks, then it would be better to be free, at least free, at least happy, and at least live for yourself.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head. That’s what I’m talking about.
To this day, I still feel that the happiest time of my life was when Mount Huagua was with my monkey grandchildren.
I can’t go back.
I can’t go back.
“Breaking the Quilion is death, and I just missed it. If it hadn’t been for me, I would have died in heaven but breaking a cup on earth would not have been a death sentence. I’m sorry.
“I’m just like you, but I burned the beads and was sued in heaven by my father himself. No one knew what he didn’t say.” I was so jealous of my cousin, O.C. I think O-Chi was bullied out there, and the King of East Sea Dragon would go out for him, but I made a mistake and my father personally sued me in heaven. I don’t want to go back to the West Sea at all. I’m sorry.
The atmosphere is quiet again. And it was not long before, that the Gentleman struck me with his scepter: “The Goku, you.” I’m sorry.
“I am…”
I scratched my head and felt nothing to say. But the atmosphere is so dry that if I don’t say anything it doesn’t seem right.
“My grandson has seen everything. He has been king of monkeys in the world. He’s been played in heaven. He’s been in heaven for 500 years. I used to think that I could do anything, but some people beat me back to my original form. I’m not even a monster. I’m just an ordinary monkey with some skills. The monster will not die, but my life is 300 years old, the year I die, and I went to the capital to pick up my name. I’m sorry.
Sha’s brother finally gave in, or broke the jar, gave up his fear of the Book, and sat in a book box: “If you had a chance to come back again, would you have cut your name off? I’m sorry.
I thought about it for a long time.
“If I could go back with these memories, I wouldn’t do it. It’d be nice to die in 300 years. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“For the happiest time of my life, I’ve been in Mount Huago. I haven’t had a day of real happiness since then. But never again. I’m sorry.
“You’re not really happy.” I’m sorry.
Then, after a moment of silence, the Gentleman went on to say, “If I submit, we can be Buddha.” But do you want to be Buddha?”
“I can’t find a woman in my life, I don’t want to.” I’m sorry.
Mr. Sha: “You don’t have to serve people when you’re a Buddha.” Sounds better than being a doorman. But can a Buddha live for himself? I’ve seen the Maestro’s busy cleaning up the mess every day. I’m sorry.
“I’m a dragon and I can be a Buddha.” If my father saw me when I became Buddha, would he have to pay me some respect? I’m sorry.
All right, everybody’s done. The pressure’s on me again.
I don’t want to be a Buddha.
Don’t want to.
I do not know what day Buddha will live, but I have seen Buddha, and they are all solemnly without sorrow, smiling and unobsessed, and say, “What, then, is there joy on the Mount of Plumbs?”
I don’t want to be like that.
And I see many Buddhas shave their hair. I don’t want to shave. What kind of monkey is that? No, no, no.
Is that all you can say?
I told you anyway.
A happy smile came out, and I showed fear. I’ve never seen him laugh!
Although his smile lasted only a moment, I’m sure he did.
“This is you. You asked why a teacher could kill a six-wield monkey like you without heart or heart… Because he knew it was a six-eared monkey, after all. Do you know what happens if you don’t kill him? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“You go back to Buddha and testify against each other, and then he will beat you to death without you, and you will be the monkey of six ears. I’m sorry.
I think I heard a big joke. Can a fake be better than my grandson? Li’s killing Li Qian?
“Don’t laugh. I didn’t notice at first either. When I reached the foot of Mount Spirit, and passed over the sky, I truly thought that I had passed over the clouds, that I had left the earth, and I thanked you, and thank you for protecting me all the way to the west. And how do you answer me? I’m sorry.
How could I know? I’m not him. I don’t remember.
“You answer me, “for each other, and for each other. I’m lucky to be able to help my master. And then when I had memories, I realized that that was not what you would say and that you would so long for what you call “the positive fruit.” I’m sorry.
That’s right, it’s not me.
“And when I remember this, I knew that you told the monkey to drop the bag and you died in the west and you said that Buddha was the master of Buddha’s land, that he could not recognize you? I’m sorry.
I don’t speak.
“He has never been different. I’m different, you’re different. Even if He had overtook you for 500 years in five mountains, he would have known that you would have a day to break the earth; and he did not like the difference. I’m sorry.
The four of us together with a horse finally got up, and we didn’t take away the big boxes, and everyone was so depressed that no one wanted to be a hard labourer and threw them directly at the river.
Not on these things, anyway.
Then we took a turn back, and we went straight back to Lingshan and back to Raying Temple.
He wants justice for himself. Twenty-seven times, if he had come to remember, he knew that, if he had come to remember, and if he had been able to see, he would have been remembered, but they did not explicitly pretend to know, but only repeated a regular conversation at the end of each.
– Do you understand?
– I have no understanding.
There are many ways to avoid falling into the river. He does not expect or want to return to the Mount of the Spirit, but rather hopes that he will not fall into this never-ending cycle, so that this path may continue, even if he lives as a mortal, even if he will never return to dust after death.
In the worlds, in the worlds, in the sufferings of the human being, in the dusts, he will learn the good and the evil of the Buddha in the world, rather than listen to the obscure books, and hear as they are. He was more willing to believe what he saw and learned.
Then, even if he were unable to return to Mount Ling, he would believe that he would know more about Buddha than the so-called Buddhas on Mount Ling who do not know how to hate and rejoice.
He will take the body of mortals above that of God on his shoulder.
The Eight Rings just don’t want to be a Buddha, and this obnoxious fool will never let a woman go. He’s trying to get out of this round to get a woman to marry.
Master Sha wants to live for himself once, not to serve others, not to think about people.
White Dragon Horses are nothing more than a horse. After all, they’re a dragon, but they don’t have to do it.
And I…
I still don’t know what I want.
It was as if he was dead.
It’s only when I’m listening to the numbers, that I feel that maybe there’s still so much blood in my blood.
I said, “What if you don’t answer your request?” I’m sorry.
Then I cut off the Mount of Spirits with a staff. I’m sorry.
We said, “When you are the Mount of the Spirit, you will be the fifth mountain, and you will be the one who will split? It’s not enough for you to act like Yang Zheng, is it? I’m sorry.
玄: Then split the Dare. I’m sorry.
“How can we fight if we fight?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t think I’m good at it. I’m sorry.
“No one has ever done this except Master.” So I just heard that Big Brother used to be really good, but I don’t know how good. I’m sorry.
I said, “I didn’t fight with my master, but I think at least he can match my grandson.” I’m sorry.
“No.” Goku, you’re strong. You’re better than a teacher. You’ve met him. I’m sorry.
That’s what Hyun-hwan said. He’s so good at fighting. How strong am I?
“So when you fight, it’s up to Master and Monkey.” Can you two fight Buddha? I’m sorry.
I said, “Who was the one who killed the thousand? I’m sorry.
Eight Rings:
Sha: What should we do? We can’t fight. I’m sorry.
“Do you want to continue this cycle or try it? I’d rather die if I kept going. I’m sorry.
Everyone’s quiet.
I don’t know what they’re thinking.
But for me, I just want to be free.
Not so much freedom. That freedom will suffice as long as it is no longer at the bottom of the mountain and can walk around.
It’s a bad idea, isn’t it?
The Great Sage died long ago.
But anyway, we’ve come to the Big Thunder. He is still sitting on the Golden Lotus Plateau. I don’t know if it’s been six or seven hours since we got out.
He is still a solemnly unsatisfied looking at us, and Hyun-hyun has been debating the matter of Buddha with him, but his response is always one word.
“You have yet to understand. I’m sorry.
I don’t know if it’s been 27 times that Hyung-gi’s gentle and slow things have been worn out, but he’s wild and grumpy, and after five times he’s said it, he’s strewn a scepter into a pillar of the temple.
Then he pointed his staff to the point.
I saw Zhou Zheng Jun’s face slightly distorted by anger, and I had never seen him look like that.
“Do you set the rules for the living without being bound by them, while watching others suffer, and say, “This is a practice, or do you like to see ants struggling in the land?”
“The gods and Buddhas have claimed to save their lives. How can we not save our lives? If you don’t respect Buddha, you won’t save him. Whether it’s a rescue or an exclusion!
Say thou: the earth is only because of the heavens and the earth, and because they are vast, and because they are rich and rich, and because they are greedy and murderous, and because they are obstinate and debauchery, and because they do not follow Buddhism, nor do they favour good deeds, nor do they weigh good light, nor do they weigh heavy grains; and because they are unfaithful, unfaithful, unfaithful, unseemly, and have no bounds, and have no measure, and have killed the animals. And He created an insolent iniquities, and their sins were full of evil, and the evil of hell was there, so that they were made to rot forever.
“I ask you, did I kill that white genie? Did I kill those six-eared monkeys? How dare you judge the earth! For thousands of years, have you left the West? Have you seen the earth?
“Are there any more punishments for the killing of the gods on earth? Shouldn’t those beasts have fallen forever! How? Can’t you reach out to heaven?
“That’s the law above Ling Shan!” You can’t find Buddha! Unlike you, it’s a slow Buddha!
“You’re absolutely right! You’re always– forever– always right!
“Whether you want me to suffer or to see me bow!”
“I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m in trouble.
“This is your mercy! This is Buddha! That’s the Buddha I should know about!
The question of the Supreme Court was raised too loudly, and it was repeated that the entire House of the Great male was silent, and its service to the Buddhas varied from one face to another. It was as if nothing could affect him.
What’s he thinking? Or is there something in Buddha’s mind?
He didn’t react, and the eight Buddhas of the Four Kings and eight Buddhas have been brushed out.
We were surrounded by all kinds of magic, and the sword came straight up, and I took a look at it, and it’s supposed to be the growth of the southern king.
I had a fight with Hindwig, and he was the only one who could fight before he came, but he didn’t look enough in front of me. So We drew out the sword of gold rods to meet the border while the scepter was covering all sides.
I was shocked.
I don’t know if he’s getting stronger or if I’m getting weaker.
The white dragon horse stood by me with a horse’s leg, and the scepter pulled back the cord, and then looked at me unbelievably.
Hyun-gi said I was strong, better than him.
He can get out of the way, can’t I?
Something must be wrong.
Sha’s brother took time to look back at me during the battle: “Big Brother! You’re not rowing! I’m sorry.
I didn’t.
That’s all I got.
Why?
But instead of fighting back, he pulled me with that spare hand and started running out of the temple, while greeting others, “Run!” I’m sorry.
So people started running out, and the monks couldn’t stop us. When I came out of the palace, I looked back, and none of them came after me, and they were still on the floor.
He’s got his legs on his legs and he’s gassing. I’m sorry.
It’s true that the late Emperor died.
“This time I just want to finish this trip quickly, and I’m tired, so I didn’t have to climb up five mountaintops to unearth that charm and cut you out of the mountain.
“I should have known that your personality was different from that of before and that you’re not tired of provocation, that you don’t want to fight, or even talk to them about your years in heaven? You’re the first one who’s ever seen a monster before…
“The monkey’s name is six-eared monkey. I’m sorry.
I gave him a golden stick in his waist. I walked all the way here and I didn’t lose my bag! I’m sorry.
“No, I’m sure I killed six monkeys.” I’m sorry.
Mr. Sha: Don’t you want to think that, according to the master, the six-eared monkey can beat the big brother to death. How can he be so weak? I’m sorry.
We said, “Sew your mouth to your breath. I’m sorry.
“I can only reasonably guess that the sign is not just so simple to keep the Goku under the five hills… If even I can split up the mountain, the Goku can knock the rocks around it and climb out. But you never wanted to destroy the mountain and climb out, did you? I’m sorry.
Hyung-hyun said that, indeed, I had been crushed for 500 years and had never thought to dig a hole a little bigger to climb out of.
“So it is not the seal of the mountain but of the Goku.” I’m sorry.
I see.
“That’s your seal! Sealed your powers, sealed your blood, and made you no longer the King of Heaven! So when we met on the previous occasion, once you left the five hills, you became intransigent, and I had been in conflict with them a few times, but this time you behaved differently because I didn’t reveal it. I’m sorry.
I got big, big enough to sit in a chair, and then we sat in the top row, and even the White Dragon Horse got his hoof up.
“Let me think about my grandson. If I had the ability to hold my grandson down by a mountain for 500 years, I wouldn’t have to be covered by one.
It’s a bright eye.
So, he can’t help me.
Can’t be really me.
The Great Emperor, never died.
We can’t go back to the beginning of the journey and destroy it, and if we go back, we’ll fall into the river, and then we’ll go back twenty-eight times to the path, and we’ll remember everything alone, and we’ll start from the beginning of understanding.
“If we start over again, can you lift the note and bring me here again?” I’m sorry.
It’s been a long time, and the guillotine nods.
“Okay, then go!”
I’m a monkey, the real one.
Years ago, I learned from an old man by the name of Buddha and his father, and then he was crushed under five mountains 500 years ago. There will be a man who will remove the symbol from the mountain, and indeed, there will be a man who will try and climb up the mountain today and lift the spell.
And We crawled out of the five mountains, and he stood before me with his sharp scepter, and said to me:
“You escort me to the west, or I’ll take you to the west now. I’m sorry.
No one has spoken to me like this for centuries!
I pulled a golden stick out of my ear and got bigger and stuck in my hand.
It’s been 500 years.
I think there’s something missing in my body back, and it’s bulging in my body, and it’s bulging in my body, and I’m trying to excrete.
“Fuck you! I’d like to see if you’re the one who sent my grandson to heaven or to heaven! Look!
He’s got guts! Instead of being afraid, my grandson came up with a cane.
My Sun just returned to freedom, he had a fight to fight, comfort, comfort!
But I don’t know if it’s my fault, but I always feel like I can see a bit of comfort in this monk’s face. If even a monkey like me can see it, it’s pretty obvious, isn’t it?
“That’s you. There are so many people waiting for you in the west! I’m sorry.
Noise!
I’m just swinging my golden stick.
In this world and in this world, no one will ever get the Holy Spirit!
Eat my grandson!
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By: 100 miles of wind
Case number: YXX16kR4KDeHExLB8NUK1XO
I’m a double for stars.
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
Director, X Institute of Brains
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
