It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

He couldn't speak, couldn't cry aloud.

All he could express was blood and tears that kept flowing, and eyes begging her to come back to life.

"Little clay figurine, is it worth it for you to do this?" A corpse monster that had been born with wisdom had been paying attention to Qingmang for a long time, and it asked Qingmang.

Qingmang couldn't speak and could only write on the ground.

"I would like to turn into a stone bridge and withstand 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, and 500 years of rain, just for her to walk across the bridge."

After the corpse monster saw it, it didn't say a word for a long time.

"The grave is not dug like this." The corpse monster said, helping Qingmang dig the grave.

After a while, the grave was dug, and the corpse monster also left. Before taking it away, the corpse monster gave Qingmang a piece of wood.

"There must always be a tombstone," said the wight.

"Thank you." Qingmang wrote.

"It's okay." The corpse monster smiled, and the hideous and terrifying face turned out to be a little cuter.

After the corpse monster left, Qingmang also carved the tombstone. He carefully dragged Lin Xi's body and buried it in the grave.

"Little clay figurine, is it worth it?" The drunken Taoist who did not know when he appeared asked Qingmang.

Qingmang nodded firmly, then pointed to the ground.

"That's it, have you heard this story?" The Taoist looked at the words written by Qingmang on the ground, and told Qingmang a story.

Venerable Ananda is the younger brother of Devadatta and the cousin of the Buddha. He is one of the top ten disciples of the Buddha.

Ananda said to the Buddha: I like a woman.

The Buddha asked Ananda: How much do you like this woman?

Ananda said: I would like to be transformed into a stone bridge, and be exposed to the wind for 500 years, the sun for 500 years, and the rain for 500 years, just asking her to pass by the bridge.

"Then, are you willing to turn into a bluestone, into a bridge, and just wait for her to walk by?" The drunken Taoist asked Qingmang, "It's just that, you will lose all wisdom and turn into a dead thing again."

"I am willing." Qingmang wrote these three words on the ground.

"Everyone in the world is afraid of ghosts and monsters. I don't know ghosts and monsters have feelings." The Taoist said, waving his sleeve robe, the grave was filled, and the green glow turned into a piece of bluestone after a burst of light.

How much will you like it? But love at first sight and fall in love for the rest of your life, but pay and wait without asking for anything in return?

Qingmang understood all of this, and was willing to suffer the suffering of nature just for that re-encounter.

...

"And then?" the curious child asked the storyteller.

"Then Wan's family lost all their wealth overnight. Wan Jinyuan and Xu Yunian went crazy. They told everyone that ghosts were seeking revenge from them. Later, Miss Lin Xi's second brother's child was born. It was a girl. At that time, a bluestone bridge was built, and this year she also had a younger sister named Lin Die." The storyteller said.

"Then what's her name?" the girl asked the storyteller.

"Her name is Lin Xi, the Xi of Chenxi. During the Qiqiao Festival, she met a young man on the bridge. The crazy Wan Jinyuan pointed at the young man and couldn't say a word."

"This is the end of the story." The storyteller said, picking up the cloth banner.

The obverse "I hear it like this" is turned, revealing the reverse side "I will listen to it".

The breeze blows, and the cloth flag flutters.

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In the Little Taoyuan Theater, the storyteller finished the story with a clap.

But Qin Chenfu was not really interested in this story, but others applauded it.

"Okay!" Someone took the lead in applauding and sprinkled money.

Qin Chenfu was thoughtful.

"What does this fairy gate have to do with this story?"

The storyteller was resting, and the actors in the small peach garden began to babble and sing.

Then Qin Chenfu asked the storyteller.

"What's the point of your story?"

The storyteller shook his head and said, "If I tell you straight, then Xianmen will definitely sense it. If it senses it, you may not meet it."

"You say you won't meet me if you don't meet me? It's a fallacy." Qin Chenfu snorted coldly.

The Heart of Void system in the body started to operate, using the story of the storyteller as a guide, and began to calculate.

This is a kind of big data calculation, and the so-called big data is also calculated from the data induction in the world.

But it really made him find some clues.

The story of the storyteller is not false but true, and it happened 60 years ago, that is, one year ago.

As for the big data calculations in the future, it is also calculated that it is time for the fairy gate to open.

"So that's what the storyteller meant." Qin Chenfu thought in his heart, but kept silent.

I just watched the opera, and when the opera was over, the storyteller performed on stage again and told another story.

Qin Chenfu knew the story and the characters this time very well.

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We still owe our lord [Jiuzhongshanhe Xuanyuan Xia Yu] the seventh watch.

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([-]) Monkey

"Monkey, is the sunset beautiful?" A mouse asked the monkey.

"It's beautiful." He touched his head and said, "Don't you think that piece of purple clouds is beautiful?"

"Yes, it's very beautiful." The mouse sighed, "Do you still remember who you are?"

"Aren't I just a stone monkey? A stone monkey born without father or mother." The monkey said.

"I don't know. It's good not to know. It's safe to not know." The mouse nodded sadly, then left on crutches.

The mouse walked away, but was kicked away by a foot wearing armored boots.

"You dead mouse, do you want to wake up that wild monkey?" General Yin Jiatian looked down at the mouse and said.

"The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare." The mouse bowed again and again, abandoning his dignity, but he gritted his teeth tightly.

"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare." The Heavenly General Yinjia sneered, and looked at the monkey looking at the sunset.

"What Monkey King Monkey King? It's just a wild monkey." That was disdain and arrogance.

The kneeling mouse clenched its fists tightly...

([-]) Dream, Moon, Star

The monkey stood on the cloud, under his feet was a sea of ​​burning flames, and the flames swept across everything on the island.

"Don't...don't..." The monkey was stunned, and then choked hard.

"Don't burn my Huaguo Mountain!!!" The monkey rushed into the flames like crazy.

Even if the flames touched his body, he never noticed it, just like a broken creature in the Huaguo Mountain, unable to feel anything in this world anymore.

The monkey went crazy and wanted to find the vitality of Huaguo Mountain, but...

"Don't...don't..." The monkey knelt down on the scorched earth of Huaguo Mountain, holding the wreckage in his hands, the scorched earth was wet with tears...

"Don't burn my Huaguo Mountain!!!" The monkey woke up suddenly from the stone.

"It turns out that it was just a dream..." Monkey sat on the boulder with his knees hugged, his eyes were ignorant but devastated, he looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and three stars were shining brightly beside the crescent moon.

"Little monkey, what are you looking at?" The old man in Taoist robe sat beside the monkey with a smile on his face.

"I'm looking at the moon." The monkey felt the familiar warmth from the old man's side.

"Then what did you see?" The old man followed the monkey's eyes and looked at the moon.

"The moon is very lonely. Although there are three stars, those stars can never reach the moon." The monkey said looking at the moon.

"You hozen are so funny, it's the first time I've heard such an opinion from you." The old man smiled kindly.

"Hey hey." The monkey smiled shyly.

"Then do you know what kind of person is like this moon?"

"I don't know."

The old man tapped the monkey on the head three times and left.

The monkey touched his head, thoughtfully.

([-]) Monk

The monkey squatted under the boulder, and the peach in his hand hadn't seen the bite mark for a long time.

"Does the benefactor know where Tianzhu is? I think the benefactor should know." A handsome monk in a moon-white robe asked the monkey.

"No, because I'm just a little monkey." The monkey dealt with the monk listlessly.

He kept thinking why those three head knocks seemed so familiar.

"You look into my eyes, what do you see?" the monk asked, staring at the monkey.

"A monkey." The monkey answered honestly.

"Although you are a monkey, your nature is more noble than those gods and Buddhas in the sky." The monk put his hands together.

Suddenly, a loud thunder resounded across the sky, and neither the monk nor the monkey changed their expressions.

"Tianzhu, it should be going there." The monkey pointed to the west.

"Thank you benefactor for showing me the way. Since the benefactor showed me the way, I will also point out a way for the benefactor to see through the confusion." The monk smiled.

"Where?" The monkey raised his head and asked the monk. At this moment, the monkey felt that the monk seemed familiar.

"Huaguo Mountain." The monk said flatly.

The thunder broke out again, as if it violated the rules of heaven.

"In this case, there will be a period later." The monk said, walking towards the west.

"Hmm..." the monkey nodded and walked out from under the boulder.

He looked at the shadow of the boulder, like five fingers.

([-]) Scorched earth

"Is this the Huaguo Mountain?" The monkey stood on the scorched earth like a grand scene, with a sad face, and tears fell down his cheeks unconsciously.

The Huaguo Mountain in his dream should have been full of exotic fruits, auspicious clouds and colorful beasts, galloping beasts, full of vitality...it should have been the Huaguo Mountain in his dream...

The monkey knelt on the scorched earth, devastated and lifeless.

"This is the answer you are looking for, but you still don't know what you are looking for." General Yin Jiatian said behind the monkey.

"Who are you?" The monkey turned around and asked the general.

"Hahahaha? Who am I?" The Heavenly General laughed arrogantly, and suddenly stepped on the monkey's head, "Call me three good daddies and I'll let you go!"

The monkey struggled, gritted its teeth, and wanted to lift its head up, but that day the general stepped on the monkey's head firmly.

"Bah, the head of a dead monkey is really hard." The general's eyes were full of killing intent.

"Remember, the slanting moon and three stars are called the heart. You were born with it, and your heart is the most powerful force in this world." The voice of the kind old Taoist sounded from the bottom of the monkey's heart, "The beginning of the Hongmeng Originally asexual, break the obstinate Wukong."

"What's going on?" Heavenly General's eyes were full of fear and disbelief, "Didn't it mean that this dead monkey has been sealed by the Lord Buddha?"

how come! ?How could it be so like that monkey back then?That one looks like a monkey branded on the Lingxiao Temple?

"Why not?" The monkey grabbed the Heavenly General's foot, Pei Ran grabbed the Heavenly General's foot vigorously, and the monkey said fiercely to the Heavenly General, "You just humiliated my old grandson, just for this matter. , my old grandson is going to visit Lingxiao Palace again."

"It's the king, it's the king, the king is back, the king is back!" Countless monsters crawled out from under the scorched soil of Huaguo Mountain, and cheers swept over like waves one after another.

"Yeah, I'm back! I'm tired of being a Buddha, so I'm back." Monkey King smiled, showing his fangs, and waving his big hand, the scorched earth of Huaguo Mountain turned into a ferocious armor covered him.

Behind him, there are four battle flags with the inscription "Monkey King Equaling Heaven"

In the fearful eyes of the Heavenly General, what was reflected was the Great Sage Equaling Heaven...

"Do you know? That's why I'm back." Monkey King smiled ferociously.