[Journey to the West] Monkey, be good

At this time, he squinted his eyes and said "huh?", turned his wrist, and held my branch gently on his fingertips.

"!" I shuddered, not daring to move again.

He gently rubbed the soft tip of the branch with his fingertips, making me itchy, as if someone had scratched my armpit.

I couldn't help but "giggle!" I held my stomach and laughed loudly, but I didn't dare to make too much movement, so I had to bear it until I was out of breath and burst into tears.For a moment, I almost thought that he had already seen that I had the same consciousness as ordinary people, so he deliberately teased me like this.

But his expression was serious and focused, and his pale golden eyes were shining brightly, full of curiosity. It didn't look like he was joking with others, but more like a naive child discovering something novel, Out of curiosity, I wanted to find out.He scratched my itchy flesh for a while, paused with his fingertips, then held the branch close to his eyes and began to look carefully.

In this way, I got closer to him, so close that I could feel his warm breath, see his clear eyelashes, and hear his beating heartbeat.Naturally, I also saw a string of blood beads on his face.

His complexion is fair, and a thin red scratch on his cheek is like a red thread in Yuelao's hand, and the blood that oozes out is a string of precious stones on the thread, which makes people feel distressed and sad is good looking.

"S——" Staring at me for a long time, he took a deep breath as if he felt the pain only because he was insensitive to pain, and lightly wiped his left fingertips on his face.

"Don't!" I whispered, but he still wiped away the drop of blood, and the wound healed.I feel a little lost in my heart, what a beautiful red line, I drew it myself, and it just disappeared.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the blood stained on his fingertips, and then he frowned slightly, as if in meditation.

He didn't get angry when he sprinkled his filth just now, but now he's hanging flowers, I think he must have lost his temper.

Unexpectedly, he let go of me, put his elbows on the crooked branch of my tree, held his chin, and said with feigned anger: "You are too courageous, so you are not afraid of my grandson's stick. Knocked you off?"

"I'm afraid." Seeing his displeasure, I felt a gust of cold wind on my back for no reason, so I shrank my neck.

A hero does not suffer from the immediate loss, knowing that he made a mistake first, I knelt down and begged for mercy.But in his opinion, it was probably a crooked-neck tree that could shake a few times even when there was no wind, and make a rustling sound of its branches and leaves rubbing against each other.

"Automatic without wind?" He was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, and said to himself: "I must have misunderstood, you are just a tree, how can you understand what I say?"

"..." I puffed my cheeks and muttered softly, "As long as you don't always read poems to me, or say too many four-character idioms. The vernacular... I can still understand..."

"However..." His pale gold eyes rolled, glanced at my bare and gray branches, and said with a smile: "When I first came to Heaven, I heard that there was a peach tree in the Peach Garden that would not bear fruit. I followed them to the garden today, and I want to meet them."

"..." Fortunately, I thought of him as a good person just now, and I was so moved that I even let go of my reserve and took the initiative to kiss... When I got close to him, it turned out that another person came to visit who admired my "disgraceful name", which was really annoying. !

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, and I didn't know who I was getting angry with.

That great sage was also blind, obviously I was angry, but he babbled incessantly, saying: "Now that I see it, I am suddenly a little curious, if one day you can bloom, how should you be?" What's the scene like?"

God damn knows what it looks like when I bloom, sir, I have never bloomed before!You ask me, who do I ask? !

"You can rest wherever you like. In short, don't rely on me. I have the backbone to be a tree! I won't serve you anymore!" He was hot, and he lifted him off me with a flick of his hand.

"Huh?!" The second time he fell from the tree for no reason, he was a little dazed and confused, and stood under the tree for a while before his expression became more natural. He flicked his sleeves and walked away.

"It's over, it's over, you've offended someone!" A house sparrow that hovered over my head for a long time, waiting for an opportunity to come down and build a nest, chirped, "Do you know who you just threw?"

"Who?" I plucked the messy hair from her, "Isn't it Bi Mawen who guards the Tianma?"

The little sparrow fluttered its wings: "He is Monkey King, Monkey King! Oh, you stay in the garden all day and don't go out, so you don't know if you don't have good news. He is a big man who even the Jade Emperor dare not easily offend."

"So honorable?" I felt a little bit in my heart, and I started to feel a little scared.Those earth immortals have given me enough anger, if I offend such an honorable person again, how can I have a good life in heaven in the future?

"Not only noble, but I heard that he has a bad temper. If he doesn't agree with him, he will swing his [-]-jin big stick, and Donghai will be upset by him. Hell Lord and Ten Palaces Yama will not be able to beat him together. He also tore up the book of life and death, which is amazing!" Xiao Jia Que'er added more embellishments, and was talking vigorously, when she saw something, her small mung bean eyes suddenly widened, "Whoosh!" Flying out of Lao Gao, he shouted: "You can ask for more blessings, the great saint is back to seek revenge on you!"

"!" I was shocked, turned around and saw that the man had turned back.Not only did he go back and forth, but he also carried a golden mallet the size of a bowl on his shoulder.

"I heard that he has a bad temper, and if he disagrees with him, he will swing that [-]-jin big stick, Donghai..."

I thought about Que'er's words, and looked at the gold-plated Ruyi golden cudgel on his shoulder. No matter how I looked at it, I felt that the thing "huh" was emitting cold air, and it could swing over and smash me to death in the next moment. .I was so frightened that my liver and gallbladder trembled, I huddled into a ball and trembled, and said in a crying voice: "My great sage, I, I know I was wrong..."

"How did you shake like this?" He frowned suspiciously, standing a foot away from the tree, afraid that something strange would fall on him.After I shook off all the bird feathers and nests from my whole body, he came closer again. There was no murderous look on his body, and he didn't intend to hit anyone.

I noticed that one end of the mallet held a huge cluster of thousands of peach blossom petals, lingering golden streamer, attracting bees and butterflies to fly up and down around the cluster of flowers.

"Huh?" I exclaimed in confusion, temporarily put aside my fear of him, and tilted my head curiously to see what he wanted to do.

I have been a crooked neck tree for 8000 years, and I have never bloomed. I don't know what it will be like to bloom by myself one day.

However, when he snapped his fingers smartly, waved the stick lightly, and scattered flowers all over the sky, the flowers fell on my dry and cracked branches...

At that moment, I saw myself in his pale golden eyes.There is a smile in his glazed pupils, and it also holds me.The scorching flowers covered my whole body, and the golden light poured out in an instant, but the garden was full of spring.

He stood under a branch with the most blooming flowers, raised his head slightly, raised his hand to pick up a petal that was about to fall, and put it on his nose to smell it lightly.Just a ray of sunlight shone down, casting a mottled light and shadow on his face, which made his sharp facial contours seem a little gentle.

"It turns out that if one day you can bloom...it will be like this." He looked at me with a hint of surprise in his eyes, spread the petals in his palm, and blew lightly, and the light pink flower floated gently I got up, and it happened to land on the corner of my lips.

I opened my mouth to hold the flower in a daze, and looked at him without blinking, and I was a little crazy.For me in his eyes, and for him under me.In my heart, I heard the sound of flowers blooming.

No one has ever treated me so well. Although he may have picked so many flowers and sprinkled them on me just to satisfy his own curiosity, I would rather deceive myself into thinking that he really wanted to fulfill my dream of blooming once.

Let me know that although I am just a crooked neck tree, although I am ugly and dry, that is what I looked like before it bloomed.If the flowers really bloom, I will be the dragon and phoenix among the trees, and I will be the emerald among the peaches.

He gave me confidence and made me firmly believe that a peach tree without dreams is not a good peach tree. Although I can only think about this dream now, I am already satisfied!

At this moment, the Earth Immortal, who was guarding the Peach Garden, came back after dozing off somewhere, and saw a tree that was in flowering period suddenly went bald, and ran over and said, "Oh, my lord, why did you kill the tree at the east end of the garden?" Have all the flowers on the peach tree been picked?"

"..." I was so moved that tears filled my eyes, when I heard this sentence, I laughed so hard that I squeezed out two golden peas.

These petals on me, he stole from a tree.This person is also very real, wouldn't he steal one or two flowers from each tree?Nine thousand peach trees are enough, but one tree can be stolen.It's a wonder if a flowering tree becomes bald if no one finds it!

"Which tree does my old grandson want to squeeze?" He glanced at the man, and slowly stroked the mallet in his hand, "Why, do you have an opinion?"

"No, no objection." Earth Immortal quickly shook his head, saw me covered in flowers, and said in surprise: "Where did this tree come from? Where is the original crooked neck tree? Great Sage, even though that tree is not welcome See, but after all, it was planted by the Jade Emperor himself back then, so you can play with it as you please, but you can't do anything foolish and plan the tree!"

"Aren't you welcome?" He tilted his head and glanced at me, and said with a smile, "It looks good to me."

"..." My face suddenly became hot, and I didn't know if it was red or not.

"But..." Earth Immortal wanted to say more.

"Don't worry, the tree is not lost." He was a little annoyed by the wordiness, waved his hand impatiently, and pointed at me, "Isn't that right?"

"It..." Earth Immortal was stunned, and pulled a flower from my body, and found that it was glued on by someone, and it was not a real flower. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, you really know how to play."

"Heh—" He chuckled, changed the mallet to the size of an embroidery needle, and put it away.Seeing that the immortal would not leave, he asked, "Why, do you still have something to do?"

"Oh, that's right." The Earth Immortal haggled his waist and said, "Isn't this the Pantao Festival that is about to be held? The West Heavenly Court also sent people here. The Jade Emperor wanted to send a few martial gods to perform horse racing for fun, so that the little gods Please go to the Tianma Garden to pick some good horses for spare."

"People from West Heavenly Court also participate?"

"No!" Dixian said, when he looked up, he saw a person, and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, and said, "Holy Monk, didn't the Jade Emperor tell you to wait in the Tianma Garden, why did you come here by yourself again?"

"Since it's a grand event of flat peaches, why not come to the flat peach garden?" the visitor said, although his tone was smiling, it still sounded deserted.

After a while of slow and calm footsteps, the man walked under the tree, dressed in a pure white cassock, with cold and handsome eyes, clasped his hands together and slightly nodded, saying: "This must be the Monkey King. Tathagata's disciple, Jin Chan."

The two most beautiful people I have ever seen met under me now. In this situation, I really want to cry and recite a poem.

Suddenly, an evil wind blew up from nowhere, and it blew all the petals off my body, revealing my gray and ugly self, and those petals came down one after another, floating around the two of them, and fell for a long time. The peach blossom rain is suitable for the situation.

"..." I was dumbfounded, and the petals in my mouth also fell down and floated to Jin Chanzi's shoulder.

The great sage twirled the petals with his hands, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and said with a smile: "What a great sage, it's just a nickname. My surname is Sun, and my name is Wukong."