[Journey to the West] Empty Enlightenment Bodhi

"Do you still eat these rotten meat and cowpea buns?"

"Don't eat," Bodhi looked around, looked at the few guests who were still opening their mouths in disbelief at this stage, clicked his tongue, and turned back to Wukong, "I think if we don't leave, they may all faint from fright. .”

"If you say you don't want to eat it now, don't regret it later," Wukong said with a smile. "You follow me to Huaguoshan, and you probably won't be able to eat meat buns. The east is no better than the south. Anyway, Huaguoshan doesn't have such bad food. It’s stuffed with cowpea buns.” Wukong paused, “Don’t talk about buns, we are all vegetarians in Huaguo Mountain.”

"Hey, what can I do?" The young man pretended to shake his head, "Isn't there a saying that when you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and when you marry a dog, follow the dog? Since I have entered the gate of your Huaguo Mountain, I naturally have to abide by your flowers and fruits. The rules of Guoshan."

Wukong said with a smile: "You are quick to put gold on your face. Before I said I want to marry you, you called yourself a person from Huaguoshan."

"Huh," the boy blinked his almond eyes, with an innocent and cute expression, "I'm not from Huaguoshan, so I'd better finish eating before leaving."

Wukong smiled and sat down with the young man: "Is one cage enough? You have grown up for so many years, has your appetite also increased?"

"No," the young man picked up a steamed stuffed bun, moving gracefully and slowly, like a beautiful scene that could be painted at any time, "I don't eat because I'm hungry, I eat steamed stuffed buns because it's delicious. But if you want I don't mind if you buy me some more," the boy said with a smile, "Besides, if you can't eat it, you can always take it away."

Wukong looked at the boy's slow-moving appearance, and smiled: "Xiao Er, let me have another basket of buns."

Bodhi finished eating a whole drawer of steamed buns contentedly, took out a handkerchief and dried his hands slowly, his every move showed a sense of calmness.

"Come on," Wukong said with a smile, "You have either recovered your memory or grown up, do you need to pretend like this?"

"There are some things that children can do, but it's not appropriate to do them when they grow up." Bodhi raised his eyebrows and pointed to the cage in front of him, "If a child holds a bun, even if it's gobbled it up, it's still cute; but If he grows up to be a teenager, it would be against etiquette and rules to gobble it up again today."

Wukong smiled and shook his head: "Young man with a three-pound burden of Confucianism, take your rotten meat and cowpea buns, and we can set off."

"Wait for me," Bodhi slowly packed up his things and stood beside Wukong.

"Can you ride the clouds now?" Wukong turned to look at him, "I'll take you?"

"Okay." The boy blinked, "Is there still a need to ask this question? Even if I can ride the clouds, I have to say that I can't right now, right?"

"I thought you would say that two people riding a cloud together is against the rules of etiquette." Wukong casually provoked somersault cloud, "Before you said I was climbing clouds, today you are probably climbing clouds with me."

"Oh," the young man wrapped his arms around Wukong's waist, and pressed his whole body against Wukong's back, "I am Rolling Cloud, and I will go with you."

Wukong turned around and kissed him on the side: "Can you stop holding it like this, you are not too tired, but I still feel panicked."

The boy laughed and sat down on the ground casually: "How do you know I'm faking it? If I really have this temperament, wouldn't it hurt my heart to say that."

"Come on," Wukong led the boy all the way east, "When you became the Bodhi Patriarch, you were not so restrained and respectful. I don't believe you were so disciplined when you were young."

"Then what if I behaved well when I was a child?" The boy retorted Wukong with a smile.Although he was refuting, it was actually not so much a refutation as a casual nonsense.

"You still have the nerve to say it," Wukong accused him with a smile, "Look for yourself, where did you behave when you were young? You are naughty like a monkey, climbing up mountains and trees, picking peaches from trees, and you are short of climbing rocks and jumping off cliffs .”

"Oh," the boy stretched and lay on the somersault cloud, "I married a monkey and followed the monkey. Who made me fall in love with a monkey?"

Wukong made a smirk: "Then don't eat meat buns in the future, we monkeys don't like to eat that."

The boy clicked his tongue: "Okay, you have the final say."

"No," Wukong looked back at him, "Why are you so obedient today? It's not like you at all."

The boy pondered for a while: "Are you saying that, I have always been bad?"

Wukong took the package and went to somersault cloud, ignoring him.

The two went to Penglai.

"You don't need to test me," said the little monkey on the somersault cloud. "The preferences I said are real preferences, not to coax you. I said that I like the kind of naughty when I was young. It's bad, not because I'm coaxing you, but because I really like this one. It's not made up to coax you according to your appearance. You don't need to dress up."

Bodhi looked up at him: "I'm not trying to test you, I'm just a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?" the little monkey asked him curiously.

"Actually, I don't really want to see Duke Dong." Bodhi sighed.

"Why?" the little monkey asked.

"This son of Yuanshi is a bit scary." Bodhi said, "Although the things I did secretly in Tiangong before were nothing serious, he seems to have opened his eyes and knows everything."

"Didn't I tell you before that I scattered dog food in front of Queen Mother Xi's hall? At that time, the Jade Emperor was shocked and couldn't help but want to fight Queen Mother West, but the East Prince stopped them and pointed the finger at me. "Bodhi frowned, "I don't even know how he found out. I think my actions at that time were very secretive, and there was no possibility that he knew about it."

"Maybe you have his eyeliner by your side." The little monkey said casually, "The forces between you are so complicated, it's not sure if he has other thoughts."

"That's impossible," Bodhi shook his head. "The people in my palace, I know, won't have the eyeliner of Duke Dong. Besides, if Duke Dong is really that powerful, why didn't he avenge Yuan Shi?"

"So?" Wukong turned to look at him, "What do you want to say?"

"Prince Dong is probably born with the ability to see through people's hearts." Bodhi said, "Staying with him, I always feel that he has seen everything about me."

"Then I really can't let you and me go to Penglai Mountain," Wukong said in a yellow voice unhurriedly, "you are all up and down, but only I can see through."

Bodhi didn't bother to talk to him.

But Wukong turned the direction of somersault cloud and went to Huaguo Mountain.

"What are you doing?" Pooh asked him.

"Since you don't want to go to Penglai with me, then I'll go by myself some other day." Wukong was very understanding, "Let's take you to Huaguo Mountain first."

Bodhi wrinkled his nose: "You don't have to worry about me. If I don't want to see the Eastern Prince, I can turn into a wisp of smoke and go back to the Bodhi bracelet. It's okay."

"Why bother," Wukong said with a smile, "Since you can have other places to go, why hide in that bodhi house, it may not be such a good place." Wukong paused, "Actually speaking, I also Don't be afraid of your jokes, the reason why I decided to go to Penglai first is probably the same as yours."

Bodhi became interested: "Oh, why?"

"Scared," Wukong said with a smile, "When I left, Huaguo Mountain collapsed, and I don't know what's going on now." Wukong touched his nose, "I'm still a little scared, scared What if when I go back, this place is no longer there, or when I go back, the playmates I used to know are gone. It’s always a pity.” After Wukong finished speaking, he sighed, “In fact, there are Your playmate is gone."

"Are you talking about the armpit and the red-spiked horse monkey?" Boo asked him.

"Not all of them." Wukong sighed, "Those who have no way to open their spiritual consciousness, those who can't practice since they were young, and their lifespan is only a few years, how can they wait until I come back."

Wukong paused, and then said: "I have heard that our monkey family belongs to Xiaoyao Peak, and the owner of the peak is a peony. Speaking of which, I have not had time to go back to see what our peak owner looks like. I was caught off guard and sent to Nanfang Buzhou."

"Will you hate these?" Bodhi asked him.

"What?" Wukong turned his head to look at Bodhi, and then understood Bodhi's meaning, "No, Chijima Monkey is also here to save me. How could I hate these things?"

"But if I didn't insist on turning you into a monkey," Bodhi sighed, "you might never have these troubles."

"But I'm just a monkey." Wukong laughed.

Bodhi shook his head: "You are not."

Wukong said with a smile: "Then suppose I am not a monkey. Even if I am something else, if the Jade Emperor and Taishang Laojun want to target me, they will still target me. These will not change."

Bodhi sighed deeply: "You don't understand, if you are really something else, Jade Emperor and Taishang Laojun will never follow you. At least Jade Emperor will never. "

Wukong laughed and said, "Have you heard of the word catastrophe? To be a catastrophe, there must be a disaster. Even if it is true as you said, I am something else, the Jade Emperor let me go, and the Taishang Laojun also let me go." After all, there are still other things and troubles, and some things will always come when they should come."

"It has nothing to do with who you are or where you are."

The author has something to say:

Talking about [-] cents, the little monkey lives very ideally.After all, Daoists, that is to say, if a little monkey thinks he is a little monkey, he is really a little monkey, so Bodhi said that if the little monkey doesn't want to remember, it's useless to say that it's broken.