[Journey to the West] Empty Enlightenment Bodhi

The scorching sun was unbearable, the pedestrians passing by were in a hurry, sweating profusely, and Wukong under the boulder had been in spring and autumn for several times, and he didn't know the cold or heat.

Wukong couldn't speak, couldn't hear, only a pair of eyes were left, barely exposed, looking at the dazzling light outside.

Failed.

Bodhi arranged the game for so long, he made so many plans, and got the support of all the demons and most of the immortals in the heavenly court, but he failed in the end.

He was not defeated by the Jade Emperor, not by God's will, but by his own carelessness.

As the saying goes, one learns one's wisdom, and he fell into the so-called reasoning twice, and each time he believed that the other party could really reason with him. Don't you know that the most unreasonable thing in this world is reasoning?People are not stupid to blame for being fooled.After pondering for a long time, Wukong finally figured out a truth - people are really too complicated.You can't reason with people, just talk about fists directly.

Also, no wonder Bodhi abandoned Taoism and Buddhism. The Jade Emperor and Tathagata are not good people. It seems that only Confucianism can really reason.When he gets out of this broken mountain in the future, he must pass on Confucianism and fight against all injustices in the world. Hmph, and then reason with their group of fake Taoists and fake Buddhas, I am a puppy, grandson!

Self-entertainment can't reduce the depression in Wukong's heart. The worst thing in the world is not that you don't have the ability to display your ambitions, but because your innocence ruins everything.

Wukong sighed softly in his heart.

With my nature, even if people bully me, I just smile and never get annoyed.Master, you definitely can't find a second apprentice with such a good temper!

My temper is so good, Sun Wukong muttered something in his heart, repeated it three times and made a wry smile, he was so good-tempered that he was bullied everywhere.Wouldn't it be a pleasure to beat the Jade Emperor and Fairy Nishang to death with a stick in Lingxiao Palace that day!If the Tathagata had pointed out that he won by force, he would not have been provoked, and would have directly blasted the Tathagata out of the Lingxiao Palace and asked him why you, an outsider, meddled in our affairs, wouldn't it be fun!If he was in the Bodhi Illusion at that time, he would insist that he should not go to this heaven, and be a happy monkey in the Huaguo Mountain. No matter what Bodhi does in heaven, he will just be his Huaguo Mountain Monkey King and be happy. Be merry, be merry!

Wukong thought of the Tongyan that he swore back then, the anger and helplessness he suppressed all these years in order to achieve this sentence, all these meaningless things, his innocence at that time, and the fact that he once admired the Jade Emperor , remembering that he even trusted the Tathagata Buddha, remembering——

Bodhi.

If you have never met, will there be no thorns growing in your heart?

The last thing Wukong wants to think about at this moment is not his own miserable end, but Bodhi.

He would rather meditate and empty his mind than think about anything about Bodhi.

With such a big commotion, why didn't Bodhi appear?

Even if you don't save him, just show your face.

What exactly did Bodhi write to Tathagata that day in the Shangqing Realm? Why did Tathagata suddenly turn his back on him and help the Jade Emperor deal with Sun Wukong?

Is the Bodhi retreat over?

Why hasn't he come down to see me.

Even if you don't save me, just come and see me, talk to me, let me see him.

Why not come?

Why not even a message is delivered?

Or was he really abandoned by his master just like Zen Master Wuchao?

There are thousands of questions in Wukong's mind waiting to be answered.However, his mouth was blocked by molten iron, and he couldn't make a sound. At this moment, no one else could hear his inner voice except himself.

Wukong comforted himself, he was not in a hurry, he had to wait at the foot of this mountain for 500 years, 500 years, even if Bodhi was in seclusion in the Shangqing Realm, he should wake up after 500 years, he didn't want to doubt Bodhi, he was willing to wait for Bodhi to explain.

He has time.

He can wait.

A year has passed.

Ten years have passed.

Twelve years have passed.

After a long time, the Buddha sent someone to replace the molten iron and recast new talismans, but Bodhi still did not appear.

Grass grew on Wukong's head, with vines and vines, which covered some sunlight and gave him shade.

Goku has grown up.

He no longer asks why.

He only cares about how to do it.

What he cares about is no longer fairness and justice, but efficiency and speed.

If he rebels again, he will definitely kill the Jade Emperor immediately, and then lead his troops to capture Xitian, and catch Tathagata by surprise.

Maybe everyone will grow up, but no one's growth will be as heavy as Wukong.This is the growth that has been obtained by pouring molten iron from an entire iron mine and eating copper nuggets from an entire copper mountain.

In 120 years, Wukong remembered clearly that the children walking up and down in front of the stone changed from group to group, and the passers-by in a hurry turned into bones and abandoned them on the side of the road at will, scaring and crying all the children, laughing. Several kidnappers died.

In 280, Wukong had to admit that he was completely abandoned by his former friends.

Even if there are some personal friends with him, such as Nezha Giant Spirit God, or Su'e Jade Rabbit, who have received his favor, or who have not received his favor, none of them will Come and see him from the lower realm.These people are like Monkey King who never existed, living their carefree days in the sky, and don’t remember that there was a monkey who helped them make alchemy, made wine and stole things for them. peach.

100 years ago, he could still lie to himself, saying that the heavenly court was busy with affairs, and they experienced another round of rebellion in the heavenly court, so there was always no free time.Even if you have free time, you have to surrender to your new master again, and you won't be able to find time for a while.

But 200 years later, he clearly realized that no one would come down.

This is not a question of availability, but a fundamental question of position.

If anyone of them descends to the realm at this moment, it will be a provocation to the new Jade Emperor, and no one will descend at this time.

In the face of power, the so-called friendship is nothing.

Not to mention the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, even Shi Zhidu has never been here.

That's right, Sun Wukong laughed at himself, if Bodhi didn't want to come, why would Shi Zhi come.

This kind of thinking intensified Wukong's pain, and Shi Zhi's never appearing seemed to prove Bodhi's abandonment, and he might really have become another Wuchao.

When the task failed, he was resolutely abandoned without the slightest hesitation.

The sadness in Wukong's heart at this moment can no longer be described in words. If the emotions can be materialized, then he is destined to be swallowed up by this overwhelming sadness.

The scariest thing about the past 500 years is not being immobilized by mountains, or being fed molten iron and being forced to eat copper nuggets. The scariest thing about the past 500 years is that communication has been completely eliminated.

For 500 years, I was pressed under the mountain, motionless, no one spoke, everything was sealed except for the eyes, and the perception did not know its own existence.

500 years, not five days.

Five months of total isolation can drive a person crazy, let alone 500 years.

500 years of silence, 500 years of indifference, 500 years of shelving, 500 years of coming and going, 500 years of sorrow, 500 years of desolation, everything, what he felt and felt Anything less than that is approaching madness.From being on the verge of failure to being a prisoner, no one watched him, as if overnight, he became an insignificant person, an ant who was trampled on by others.

His position was not even in the middle of the road, pedestrians couldn't see him, all he could see were the murderers and the piles of bones.

Have you ever tried not to speak for five days, have you ever tried not to communicate for five days?

The taste of loneliness would drive him mad.

500 years later, even if Sun Wukong survives, it may not be meaningful. At that time, the world will usher in a crazy Monkey King, a crazy monkey, nothing more.

It's not a great hero who is indomitable, just a crazy monkey thinking wildly, imagining that he has once been marked in the Heavenly Palace, imagining that he was once named the Monkey King.

Rather than being ridiculed by others, rather than living insanely, he might as well choose to end here.

At least, this can preserve his only dignity.

Before being completely abandoned by everyone.

In the distance, a few black dots passed by on the road, and Wukong opened his eyes wide, as if to identify if there were any familiar faces among them.

After a while, he realized that this was just futile.

At first, he was very interested in numbering the black dot [-], but later [-] died, and their descendants also died.Wukong gradually extinguished that thought.

But gradually, his thoughts became confused.

He didn't remember it was the 200th year, he thought it was the No.20 day.

Occasionally a few days, he will wake up.

He stared at the small black spot on the road in the distance, and suddenly realized that the once familiar face had already been buried in the ground, and it was overshadowed for a while.

Wukong thought about the ordinary villagers who appeared in front of him earlier, and those villagers who ran away screaming monsters. Although it was only his one-sided familiarity, it at least added a touch of color to his life.

All the auras he was familiar with had disappeared.

The world was quiet as if he was the only one.

Goku closed his eyes.

Maybe he's always been alone.

Since you are here, why not go to our store together.

A strange yet familiar voice echoed in my ears.

Wukong clearly couldn't hear any sound, but at this moment, he felt that the sound was so clear and cheerful.

It turns out that there are still people in the world who will say "we" to him.

Is Luming still alive?

Probably died.

Although Lu Ming is of half-demon blood, he is not a monster after all, and his life expectancy is 300 years, and it has been almost 500 years since he knew Lu Ming.

I'm afraid that the bones of the dead have already rotted, and the graves have already grown grass.

Wukong closed his eyes, as if that would cut off these heart-stinging realizations.

You see, this world is so big, everyone comes and goes, and eventually turns into a pile of loess. Maybe some people remember you, maybe some people don't remember you, but if you die, then the dead people you remember will follow you The disappearance, completely dissipated in the world.Since then, there has been no trace of his existence in this world.

Wukong pursed his lips, he thought it was raining, but he was the only one crying.

Lu Ming is dead, at least there is Sun Wukong who can think about what happened to this person back then; but when he dies, even the traces of his existence in this world will be wiped out.

No winner wants to leave his dark history in the world. If he also dies, then he, the monkey who once entered the Heavenly Palace, can be completely buried in the long river of history, and no one will know about it.The world will not know that Sun Wukong existed, let alone care about his life or death.

Not a hero, not even a bear, he will not appear in the sky of future generations, let alone become a legend, he is just a fantasy that never existed.

Maybe there's no need for death, Wukong thought, just a simple self-defeating.As long as he gives up on himself.

His naivety ruined everything.

Bodhi gave up on him.

Zen Master Wuchao may be his end.

Goku closed his eyes.

So be it.