Goku

The warm sea waves, like the amniotic fluid of a mother's womb, gently surrounded it, rippling gently in its ears, it slept soundly, and the surroundings were dark and quiet.It raised the corners of its lips happily, and wanted to turn over and continue to sleep, but suddenly found that it couldn't move.

A chill crept up its back, and it was horrified to find that the surrounding sea water seemed to suddenly become bitter, cold and unbearable.Was it turned to stone again?It was sweating profusely in anxiety, desperately trying to break through the darkness, but found that its strength was so weak and powerless, just like the tens of thousands of days and nights when it could not speak or move, it could do nothing except wait or wait...

It turned out that it was that poor stone from beginning to end...

There is no Monkey King, no Monkey King, no 72 changes, no little girl...

It's just a poor wretch who can't even talk.No, he is worse than a worm!

Wukong sat up from the bed in shock, sweating profusely, and gasped for a few breaths, only to realize that everything just now was just a dream.

Why did he have such a dream, what is he afraid of in his heart?He is already the Monkey King with astonishing abilities!

After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he was about to light the candles in the cave, but a fluorescent spot suddenly came from the direction of the cave door, lighting up the cave gradually.

The little girl flew in surrounded by these light spots, she was floating in mid-air, she was clearly still the same, a dusty Taoist robe, a pair of pure big eyes, but Wukong always felt that she was different .

"What are you doing?" For the first time, he looked up at her and asked.

She smiled lightly, revealing the dimples on her cheeks, and her slightly compassionate expression resembled that of the goddess Guanyin in the temple, "Shitou, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Wukong frowned, "Where are you going?"

She looked at him tenderly, with compassion in her eyes, "Stone, everyone has their own mission, and you also have your own mission, but you don't know it at the moment, fate will arrange it."

Wukong didn't like her appearance very much at this time, as if he was some poor thing that needed her pity.But she was his little girl, the first one who brought him sweets and treated him as a friend, so he resisted the inexplicable anxiety and unhappiness in his heart, and sat on the bed with his head in his arms, "I don't have any mission, and you don't have any mission." No!"

The little girl just looked at him sympathetically, and didn't make any excuses, but the figure floating in the air gradually became blurred like a fainted Danqing in the water.

Wukong was a little scared suddenly, he seemed to feel something, he looked up into her gradually blurred eyes, "You really want to become a fairy so much, leave here? Is it... not good here?"

No one answered him, the fluorescent light disappeared along with the little girl, and the cave returned to darkness again.

"My lord, wake up." A little monkey kept pushing his shoulder, trying to wake him up.Wukong thought he fell asleep again, but when he woke up, he found that he had never woken up.

In and out of the dream, true and false, he has long been unable to see clearly.But still rejoicing that everything just now was just a dream...

Looking at the bright sun outside the cave, his mood improved inexplicably.Wukong stood up, walked to the cave door, stretched his waist, woke up his little monkey, and said loudly, "My lord, I heard from them that the little fairy who often came to our cave as a guest rose to become a fairy last night, and many monkeys Sun Du watched her fly into the sky."

……

"Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty!"

"It's okay, let's fly up if you fly up." Wukong came back to his senses, sat on the stone chair, took a banana, held it for a long time, and then put it back.

The little monkey scratched its head blankly, and said as it walked out, "Eat first, my lord, and I will ask the children to prepare some fresh fruits."

……

Wukong suddenly felt a little cold, and the wet and salty sea water flooded up again in his dream, and he felt unprecedentedly lonely.

This is not the fear of being alone, but the sadness of gaining and losing.

He is still only himself after all.

The hozens all over the mountain respect him as king, and he treats them wholeheartedly as his family, but...they are different after all.Although he has no heart, he still feels lonely.

Maybe he shouldn't have asked for anything in the first place.

……

After the little girl left, Wukong's life didn't change much. He still entertained heroes from all over the world and monsters from all directions every day, and often drank all night long. It seemed that he was living more freely and freely.

One day, Wukong was still hangover and was lying on the stone bed and sleeping soundly. A little monkey came to report, "Your Majesty, there is a handsome young man outside who claims to be an immortal sent by the Jade Emperor. There is an imperial decree to invite you to go to heaven." .”

"Immortal?" Wukong sat up and rubbed his aching head, it took him a long time to react.

After getting dressed, he followed the little monkey to look outside the cave, and sure enough there was a young man in a white robe standing outside.

Seeing him coming out, the young man in white robe came over with a smile and greeted him, "I am Taibaijinxing of the West, and I am descending to the realm by the imperial decree of the Jade Emperor. I invite the Monkey King to be enshrined in the fairy book and accept the fairy book."

Wukong heard the words but didn't answer, instead he chuckled and said, "I just heard that you call yourself a god?"

That Taibai Jinxing thought she was a well-rounded person in the heavenly court, she was not afraid when she saw Wukong's expression was unfriendly, instead she looked like an old acquaintance, she approached Wukong and patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm waiting for you to accept the fairy book, naturally you are also a fairy. Don’t worry about the title at this time.”

Wukong shook his shoulders, shook his hands away, glanced at him and said bluntly, "You are a fairy with a pink face and oily hair, and you don't think you are a decent fairy."

Taibai was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, adjusted his slightly crooked collar, and complained dissatisfiedly, "I became a fairy early, and I still look like this after thousands of years. Pulsatilla looks like a fairy, but you can't say I'm not serious because of that! Besides, is it my fault for being good-looking?"

Wukong ignored him, stretched his waist and prepared to walk into the cave, "Go back, I'm used to being free and unrestrained here in Huaguo Mountain, and I can't be a fairy."

Taibai didn't catch up, but took out a brocade bag from his bosom, pinched the silk sash and twirled it around, while smiling with his lips curled up, "Even if it's an invitation from an old friend, wouldn't you give me some face?"

Wukong's footsteps paused, and it took him a long time to turn around, reach out and snatch the brocade bag from Taibai's hand, hold it in his hand and say, "Let's go."