[Journey to the West] Empty Enlightenment Bodhi

"I'm really ignoring you." The little monkey said angrily, "It's fine to laugh at me today, but I still want to eat monkey brains. It's fine if you eat monkey brains, and you don't want to avenge me. It's fine if you don't avenge me. And teased me."

"You little monkey," Bodhi stretched out his hand and rubbed the little monkey's head, smiling unabated, "It really doesn't make sense, who is molesting whom?"

"You," the little monkey pointed at Bodhi, plausibly, "flirt with me."

"Really?" Bodhi pulled out a long tone, "I don't."

The little monkey was like a newborn calf, without any fear at all. It looked straight at Bodhi, and said plausibly: "If you don't refuse, you are indulging. If you don't refuse, you are seducing. If you don't refuse, you are molesting!"

Bodhi: ...I really want to make him do this and that and then this and that and finally this and that and that.

If eyes had the power of movement, Bodhi's eyes had already pushed the little monkey back and forth more than ten times.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the little monkey got up from the ground and ran out happily.

When he ran to the door, he turned his head deliberately, and looked at the Sanxing Cave with his head: "Teacher, I will tell you something important."

Bodhi glanced at the little monkey, not knowing why, and looked at the little monkey with a very indifferent expression, to see what tricks this little showman could perform: "What's the matter?"

The little monkey laughed: "Hey hey hey, Master, your skin is so smooth to the touch, it's like touching silk, it's very comfortable."

"Do you still need to say?" Bodhi gave him a blank look, "Can I not know?"

The little monkey laughed more and more honestly: "Master, you are really old and not ashamed, otherwise how would you know that your skin is particularly easy to touch, you must be touching yourself every day when you have nothing to do."

Bodhi: ...

Patriarch Bodhi put on his clothes, turned around and looked at the little monkey who was still immersed in some kind of imagination, and with a big wave of his hand, he threw the little monkey out of the Three Star Cave.

The little monkey tiptoed out of the Sanxing Cave, looked around furtively, and after confirming the route of the patrol team, it changed into one of them and mixed in.

The little monkey played the essence of making jokes, stirring up the wind and the rain, disturbing the entire mountain patrol team, frightening Cangying's face pale and trembling, for fear that some suspicious person might be mixed into his team.So, I checked the whole team overnight, only to find that all the members were original, and the materials and linings were all original, and they hadn't been dropped or taken away.Before Cang Ying could let go of her heart in the air, she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach, and she didn't have time to go to have diarrhea.Unexpectedly, after going to the toilet for such a short time, Cang Ying came back, and there was already one more Cang Ying in the team.

The two Cangying looked at me and I looked at you, dumbfounded.

The previous Cangying had a fierce look in his eyes: "Hey, where is the monster, dare to pretend to be me?!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the team members who stood at Cang Ying's side all cast strange glances at him.The team members who were hesitant before stood beside Cang Ying who was behind without any hesitation.

Huh?Seems like something is different?

The former Cang Ying withdrew her ferocious expression and blinked, feeling a little confused.

Could it be that I don't have a thorough understanding of the formulas, so the changes don't look like it?

The little monkey restrained his mind, and once again yelled loudly: "Where is the monster, don't show its original shape quickly!"

Cang Ying at the back was shocked: "You pretended to be me and slandered me instead? Brother, how big of a face are you?"

"Are you actually the spirit made of the bronze washbasin next door?" Cang Ying continued, "That's it, the washbasin spirit can definitely transform into someone else, because he sees different people every day, so You can’t tell the difference with the naked eye, hey, brother, don’t tell me, you look alike. If you don’t speak, I don’t think everyone can tell the difference.”

"Yes," the team members nodded in agreement, and even gave suggestions in a hurry. "You're good at fooling people, just don't talk. When you talk, you'll reveal your secrets. The captain of our family has never been hard-nosed. He's just a natural soft bun. He's so soft that he has to grind his next decision." It's been a long time. How could you be so violent. If this matter is to be left on him, you must be soft and ask this to ask that to decide. Once you get angry, hey, you will reveal everything."

little monkey:……

Let me cry for you!

snort!

The little monkey kept Cangying's original appearance, looked at the team members who were getting closer and closer around him, turned somersaults in a hurry, and flew away whizzing away.

Cang Ying looked at the little monkey's posture of climbing the clouds, and silently knew that this was not a scumbag.This is the little monkey spirit, or the little monkey spirit favored by the Bodhi ancestor.

He has been in this Bodhi Illusion for some years, so long that he can't remember clearly, in a vague way, he seems to be here, born here, and grew up here before he took shape.But in such a long time, Patriarch Bodhi has never refined a magic weapon for anyone in the illusion, let alone an improved somersault cloud.

What's more, the little monkey is still a very savvy little monkey. That day when Patriarch Bodhi preached, the little monkey shone brilliantly on it, and the Buddhist disciples even discussed in private how to take down the little monkey. Go to Buddhism.

Cang Ying smiled, Little Monkey may not know how famous he is, but the people in the Bodhi Illusion know each other better, Little Monkey is almost becoming a specific term.

Let's say the little monkey ran back to Samsung Cave rolling and crawling.

That's right, he is so shameless!

If you can't beat the young ones, come and find the old ones!

"Teacher!" The little monkey poked his head at the door of the Sanxing Cave, walked all the way in, and howled dryly, "Come out quickly, your little monkey has been bullied! Come here!"

Patriarch Bodhi leaned on the soft cushion, pinching a chess piece with white fingers, black and white, very beautiful.

The little monkey howled dryly and split his throat, and Patriarch Bodhi dropped one son after another, completely ignoring him.Moaning, the little monkey climbed onto the cushion, picked up a cup of tea on the table, and drank it down.

Patriarch Bodhi was in samadhi and ignored him.The tea was drunk, and I was not annoyed.

"Hey, Master, I drank all your tea, why don't you say a word."

Bodhi raised his eyes and looked at him: "Teacher, father is busy touching himself, so I don't have time to talk to you."

The little monkey looked up and laughed three times,

"Nonsense," the little monkey said with a shameless smile, "Master, you're talking with your hands. I think it's a group of four."

"Really?" Bodhi dropped the white ball in his hand, making a crisp sound, "I thought you couldn't see, couldn't see, and couldn't hear."

The little monkey leaned over shamelessly, and rubbed Bodhi's arm: "Master, don't be angry, the little monkey is just talking nonsense, there is no other meaning."

Bodhi threw down the remaining pawns in his hand: "You are free, why provoke Cangying and the others?"

The little monkey stared at Bodhi, extremely innocent: "No way, they laughed at me first, so I didn't take the initiative to provoke them."

Bodhi gave him a "too lazy to care about you" look and got off the cushion.

"If you have nothing to do, go down the mountain in the near future."

"I won't go, I won't go," the little monkey grabbed Bodhi's arm and dangled it back and forth, "I haven't learned how to make weapons—"

Bodhi gave him a sideways glance, and the little monkey's voice stopped abruptly, and abruptly changed to "I'm not good at learning 72 changes, and I need master's guidance."

"Advice? No need," Bodhi broke away from the little monkey's hand, "You've learned it well, and you've made a mess of them."

"Master," the little monkey hugged Bodhi's waist without letting go, his voice softened eighteen degrees, soft and cute, "Master, I was wrong, I won't cause trouble, don't drive me away."

Bodhi sighed: "You have to go anyway, even if you stay here, I can't teach you anything."

The little monkey buried his head in Bodhi's chest, rubbing back and forth, and Bodhi's coat fell apart, "I don't, Master, you can still teach me 72 changes, I really can't learn 72 changes."

Bodhi rubbed the little monkey's furry head: "I can't help you. This art of transformation is originally your original art. I can't give you any advice. You also know that what happened today can only be solved by you." It's just that you don't see much, understand little, and don't observe. If you change a few more times in the future, you will be able to overcome these difficulties. There is no need for any pointers."

"If you are walking outside in the future, you can hide your monkey costume and pretend to be an ordinary person."

"Also, don't be impulsive when things happen. Monkeys have the most complete emotions and desires in the world. Don't cause disasters just because you don't get angry for a while."

"If you are unfortunately taken away by the people of the Heavenly Court, the Taishang Laojun will probably ask the Jade Emperor for favors and use you to make alchemy. His alchemy furnace was made by myself. The gap is at the air outlet. Where will you be then?" If you hide here and there, you've escaped a catastrophe."

"I won't go, I won't go," the little monkey hugged Bodhi's waist tightly and kept shaking his head, "Master, stop talking, I won't listen, I won't listen."

Bodhi sighed: "I originally let you in, but I also had selfish intentions."

"It's just that you have all the emotions and desires, and you have all the morals and ethics. I don't have any more excuses for you."

"Look at what you said, master," the little monkey smiled through his tears, "you made Chijima Monkey spend so much effort to send me to this bodhi illusion, just to teach me the seven emotions and six desires?"

"Well," Bodhi replied softly, "The only things I can teach you are the seven emotions and six desires."