[Journey to the West] Empty Enlightenment Bodhi

After the third watch, the little monkey strolled to the Sanxing Cave with its hands behind its back.

The ancestor was lying on the soft cushion in Samsung Cave, flipping through a booklet on his side.Hair loose loose.A few strands of blue silk drilled into the skirt, hidden in the complicated clothing.

The little monkey walked into the Sanxing Cave, took two steps and then backed away, looking around the place with its head.

"Little Pomonkey, why don't you go to sleep, what are you doing sneakily at my cave entrance?"

"Teacher, what are you doing lying on the bed in disheveled clothes without teaching me spells?" The little monkey retorted immediately, and then noticed the patriarch's imaginative lying posture, his golden eyes rolled around: "Moon black wind Gao Ye, teacher, father, are you doing something embarrassing that you can’t say? Then I won’t watch it. Hehe.” Wukong winked knowingly, stepped back with a smile, walked out of Samsung Cave, stood at the door and looked around curiously environment of.

Bodhi was furious: "Whoever told you hehehe, get out."

The little monkey stood outside and was shocked when he heard the words: "Teacher, how can you be so old and not ashamed, I don't want to talk to you."

"The art of finding people, the method of saving one's life, do you still want to learn it?!" Bodhi glared angrily.

The little monkey jumped in three steps at a time and rubbed against Bodhi with a smile: "I want to learn, I want to learn. Master can really teach me how to find people and save my life?"

"I'll teach you the art of immortality!" Bodhi casually pushed the little monkey away, turned and walked into the room.

The little monkey swept the whole room out of the corner of his eyes, and followed him happily. He asked Bodhi shamelessly, "Is there really a magic of immortality in this world?"

Bodhi gave him a sideways glance: "Since you know that there is no technique of immortality, why did you say you wanted to learn it just now at the front altar?"

"Hey," the little monkey smiled flatteringly, "Didn't I want to try your skills, Master?"

Bodhi pushed the found mantra and a booklet to the little monkey, without any good voice: "Get out, get out."

The little monkey was not annoyed, he took it happily, and casually pulled a futon from Bodhi, sat on it, and flipped through the formulas and booklets.

"Little Pomonkey, get out, get out," Bodhi hurried away impatiently, "I still need to sleep."

"Teacher, don't leave, don't leave," the little monkey buried his head in the booklet, and replied casually with a smile, "You have a lot of spiritual energy here, which is especially suitable for cultivation."

Bodhi had no choice but to accept the limp lying position, sit up, and tidy up the trivial and miscellaneous things in the room.

"You sleep on your own, and treat me as a stone, neither seeing nor hearing." Wukong turned a page of the book, listened to the sound of Bodhi's footsteps back and forth, and persuaded him with good words, "If it doesn't work, you just If you use spells in the daytime today, try it backwards again, so that I can't hear or see, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds."

Bodhi rapped on the little monkey's head: "If you get a good deal, you'll act like a good boy and ask for a beating."

Wukong smiled and shook his head: "Come and fight."

Bodhi raised his hand and rubbed the place where he had been knocked. After all, he was not willing to hit him again, nor was he willing to drive people away.

Another day passed, and the little monkey had basically finished reading the brochure. He stood up and stretched his waist: "Master, this technique of immortality is good, but it's a pity that it's too difficult. study."

Bodhi frowned, and leaned lazily on the seat: "If you don't learn now, I'm afraid I won't let you out of this three-star cave."

The little monkey laughed twice, raised his hand and burned the booklet: "I can learn it, but the master needs to tell me the truth."

"What truth?"

"What is the relationship between the arm-branched ape in Huaguo Mountain, the red-legged horse monkey, and the teacher and father?" The little monkey laughed, "From my birth to the present, is there anything that is not the master's handwriting?"

Bodhi smiled: "The Chijiri Horse Monkey is my confidant, don't worry, you and him will meet again in the future. As for your birth, it was all a good thing done by the Jade Emperor, and I didn't do anything."

"Where's the arm-armed ape?" The little monkey stared at Bodhi and continued to ask.

"That has nothing to do with me." Bodhi turned the cup in his hand and said casually, "Didn't the red-tailed horse monkey tell you that this arm-branched monkey is probably the confidant of the Taishang Laojun? If there is a relationship, it is probably an enemy."

"Oh," the little monkey nodded, and continued to ask, "Master's surname is Bai?"

"No," Bodhi put the cup back on the table and looked up at him, "My surname is Xu."

The little monkey smiled and stood up: "Since the master doesn't intend to tell the truth, then I think there is probably no need for this technique of immortality."

Bodhi sat up straight, changed her previous slumped posture, and said frankly, "Wukong, did someone tell you that once you know a secret but don't intend to keep it, then you are not far from an accident. "

The little monkey supported Bodhi on the seat with one hand, and looked down at him: "Master, has anyone told you that if you are not sure whether a person has surrendered, then don't give him the practice formulas lightly."

"Oh?" Bodhi had a good time, and seemed not to take Wukong's threat seriously, "Then tell me, what did you learn from the mantra?"

The little monkey withdrew his hands, ignored the layers of barriers set up by Bodhi, and wandered out of the Three Star Cave: "The empty one is the original source."

Monkey King stood at the entrance of the Sanxing Cave and waited for a while, until the miasma outside cleared, he continued to go out with a jump.

So, what appeared in front of everyone was a wild monkey that was covered in dew and had just come back from the forest.

"Wukong, you didn't sleep at night, where did you go wild. Jueming came to deliver clothes to you, but I couldn't find you after searching for a long time, so I finally put them here."

A man in blue-green clothing blocked Wukong's way, while taking out clothes from the storage bag.

"Thank you very much, this place also divides the clothes. It's really good, not bad," the dewy wild monkey Wukong hurriedly took off the green leaves on his head, took the clothes with both hands, and thanked him very much.

"This place not only divides clothes, but also divides yards. Do you know nothing, so you ran outside to sleep in the woods?" The man in blue clothes waved his hand and kindly explained to Wukong.

"Oh? Is there such a good thing?" Wukong blinked, "Brother, please tell me, where is the yard that the younger brother is assigned?"

"Hey, you don't need to be so polite with me. My name is Wuming, and I'm your generational child. Speaking of which, we are half neighbors. I just want to go back to get something. If you want to know the way, I can give you a lift." The man in the blue-green clothes waved his hand, and a cloud flew in the sky. The man stepped on the auspicious cloud and waved to Wukong, "Hurry up, Wukong."

"Thank you, Brother Wuming," Wukong stared at the auspicious cloud 1.5 meters above the ground, a little worried.

Wukong is younger and smaller, and if he is taller, he can reach 1.3 meters when he is stretched to death. To others, the auspicious cloud of 1.5 meters is probably in the waist and abdomen, but to the little monkey of 1.3 meters, the auspicious cloud is floating above his head at this moment, dangling, floating around, he stretched The arm can be obtained, but it can't go up at all!

Standing on top of the auspicious clouds, Wuming was still beckoning to the little monkey below: "Wukong, come up quickly, we are about to set off."

It's not that the little monkey has never ridden on Xiangyun, it's just that Chijiri Mahou sent him up before.But now, the little monkey stared at the auspicious clouds floating above his head, feeling extremely helpless.

Finally, at Wuming's call, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Xiangyun, pulled half of the cloud down, and then turned over and climbed up the cloud.

Wuming looked at the little monkey who staggered and climbed up the auspicious clouds, with a guilty expression on his face, apologetic overflowing from his eyes: "Blame me for not thinking carefully, Wukong just came to this Bodhi Illusion, I'm afraid he is not very familiar with it. environment, I should lower the auspicious clouds a little lower."

Wukong patted his fluffy hands gigglingly, stood up and said with a smile: "Where, where, it's because I'm not good at learning. Brother Wuming kindly gave me a ride. Speaking of which, Brother Wuming's cloud is very beautiful , I don’t know how this was summoned?”

Wuming looked at Wukong with an unbelievable gaze, as if Wukong asked him a very idiotic question of common sense: "This cloud-calling technique is as important to us as eating and drinking water for ordinary people. The ancestor asked you yesterday. What are you learning, you don’t learn this, and those who don’t learn it, you don’t even know such a simple cloud-calling technique? This is not good, Wukong, you can’t eat too much, you are too ambitious to harm others and yourself,” Wu Ming He said earnestly, "You have to calm down and learn it as soon as possible."

Wukong was taught a lesson, and he didn't feel embarrassed. He just patted his head, nodded and said, "Brother is right, but younger brother is wrong. It's just that big brother knows, where can I learn this cloud-calling technique?"

Only then did Wuming put away his face, and pointed out the way to Wukong with a proud face: "The Library Pavilion of Daogu, the Buddhist scripture building, and the classics library of Confucianism."

Wukong still grinned and apologized: "Where are these three places where books are stored? Which one is closer to our residence?"

Wuming pressed the cloud head and pointed to Wukong one by one.

"In this Bodhi Illusion, there are three classes and five characters. Yesterday, the ancestor asked you the four characters of Shu, Flow, Stillness, and Movement."

"Then why is there another word?"

Wu Ming shook his head: "The fifth character has always been a secret. I have been in this way for so many years, and I have only heard that this character is 'no'. I have never seen all kinds of mysteries, and I have never known the brothers in the fifth character. "

"Oh?" Wukong responded curiously, "Which word does Brother Wuming belong to?"

Wu Ming looked back at him: "Which word do you think I belong to?"

Wukong looked at him carefully, this man was wearing blue and green clothes, he was smiling but not smiling, annoyed and not annoyed, he was neither like the prophets nor the talkative ones, if he said he practiced static characters, but I can run around; if I talk about the verb skills of Xiuxiu, I really don't have that frizzy drive.

Wukong thought over and over again, finally shook his head and said: "I can't guess, I can't guess."

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow after tomorrow, so many tomorrows

Ok

Also, in the original book, Bodhi Patriarch has many sects and techniques. The three sects and five characters are purely fabricated by me, and the scriptures cannot be studied carefully.

The tail of the little monkey, hehehe, why is 55 in my mind every day