Thorns-

I don't know whose pants were torn.

Sun Wukong continued to explain: "Old Qin has also gone. He gave Zhu Bajie and his cousin a poem. Although the poem is not very popular here, the most popular one is lyrics, but Mr. Qin still gave him poems because he said that poetry is better than lyrics, which is such a simple reason. The content of this poem is as follows: "Where are you leaving Yun Township? Don't be afraid of the wind and frost and tiredness. If there is a strong sun at noon, don't forget an inch of land under the fence." After seeing it, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but burst into tears, and his cousin saw that Zhu Bajie cried and started crying. The poem is good, but the plot of the separation is too bloody."

Caihe handed Zhu Bajie and her cousin two clothes, and she said, "Bajie, cousin, these two clothes were made by Wukong for you two. Wukong also said, don't forget to help him say hello to the villagers when he is at home."

Sun Wukong continued to explain: "Zhu Bajie, my cousin's eyes were filled with tears after hearing this. The new Zhizhen gave Zhu Bajie and my cousin two banners, in white. The content of the banner given to Zhu Bajie was: "The outstanding people set the direction, and the world is full of flowers." The content on my cousin's banner was: "The outstanding people who fearlessly suffer, this world is wonderful because of you." Suddenly I felt that the plot was no longer bloody, and the couplet was disgusting."

Bang-

I don't know whose stuff exploded.

Sun Wukong explained: "After all kinds of greetings, Zhu Bajie and his cousin were taken by a carriage along the main road of the town and heading west. The carriage was white. After Zhu Bajie and his cousin left, I couldn't extricate myself for a long time. I cried every day for seven days, which shows that my relationship with Zhu Bajie and his cousin has reached a level that no one or anything can surpass."

Then, Sun Wukong explained very affectionately: "In the world, there are many important people who will leave or leave when they shouldn't leave. If this way, the body and spirit will suffer the double torture. How to pass through it is a question worth pondering. My longing for my brother is like an abyss in front of me. Even if I shout desperately, it is only in vain. So I can only plant a belief in my heart and let the flowers of faith spread everywhere. At the same time, I will tell myself that the flowers of faith will never fall, and the fruits of faith will be endless."

Sun Wukong sighed and explained: "Time is still passing quickly, and I gradually adapted to the days without Zhu Bajie and my cousin. A few days later, I received an invitation to give a speech in Xiahe Town."

Bang-

I don’t know whose flower pot fell from the window.

Sun Wukong explained: "It is almost 500 miles away from Yunxiang Town. It is not difficult to find that I have become famous. After the new Zhizhen learned about this, he gave me an invincible super carriage that is not too old."

Sun Wukong couldn't help but explain: "I bought myself a flying fast-plate pigeon, and made a great decision to apply for a national flying card for the Great Song Dynasty. The invitation letter said it was arrived within seven days, and the detailed address was not mentioned, leaving only a pigeon number. The signature behind it was very powerful, Sun Wukong, the shopkeeper of Shengtian Restaurant."

Bang—

The stone was blown up by gunpowder, which was far away from where Sun Wukong lived.

Sun Wukong explained: "If it weren't for this tough signature, I guess the new Zhizhen wouldn't have given me a big carriage generously. I felt that it was too lonely to go alone, so I begged Caihe to go with me. After Caihe pretended to be reserved, he agreed to go with me."

Sun Wukong continued to explain in a long sigh: "On the day of departure, I remembered a very important thing, that is, he did not have a horse license. After asking Zhizhen, Zhizhen gave me a bamboo slip marked "Wanlutong". It is said that with this bamboo slip, it is OK to go to heaven. Obviously, it is said that it contains a certain amount of water. In this way, I drove a carriage and took my fiancée Caihe to Xiahe Town."

Bang—

I don’t know which stone exploded, it’s a very exciting scene.

Later, Sun Wukong explained: "Forty miles away from Shuyun Township, there is a bun shop, which is famous far and wide. People who have eaten it say that the taste is the best in the world."

"The aroma of steamed buns can be smelled even in Yun Township." The shop owner said to the customer who was queuing up to buy buns.

Sun Wukong and Caihe drove past here in a carriage, and then stopped.

Sun Wukong took out a bucket of fodder prepared in advance from behind the carriage and fed it to the horse.

Then Sun Wukong and Caihe sat on an open-air chair five meters away from the bun shop.

Sun Wukong looked at the long dragon in front of the bun shop and couldn't help but remember what happened before. He said to Caihe: "Caihe, do you want to hear a story about me before?"

Caihe replied excitedly: "Of course I thought about it." Then she lay in Sun Wukong's arms and acted coquettishly.

Looking back, when Sun Wukong was fifteen years old, he would wander around the edge of his dreams and ideals every day, running in a circle that was neither big nor small.

At that time, he had no goals, and no direction. What he said was extremely thought was all due to the pressure at that time.

And the last moment told Sun Wukong that everything in the world is not as wonderful as ideals or as beautiful as dreams.

In fact, all this is woven from a small story that cannot be smaller. After reaching a certain level, it will become a big story.

Often, this big story is the finale, or there is no ending at all. Then, it will continue in another time and space, but it still has no ending.

Finally, Sun Wukong's eyes were dyed red by the sunset.

...

"Have you finished your story?" asked Sun Wukong.

"No!" Sun Wukong replied.

"Then why don't you continue talking?" Sun Wukong asked again.

"The story of the future is not such a happy story, maybe it's very sad. If I remember it, I'm afraid that I can't control my tears. It's a shame for a man to cry." Sun Wukong replied seriously.

At this time, this old bamboo house seemed particularly terrifying in the night. There were two windows on both sides and a door in the middle. From a distance, it looked like a ferocious monster staring with eyes and opening its mouth wide.

Then Zhu Bajie said: "The real story is not as exciting as it is. The real story is monotonous and boring. Brother Wukong, maybe the story I told you just now is the real story."

Sun Wukong nodded and said:

"In fact, when the night sky and the earth blend together, they will know that the human heart holds the world, and the world in our hearts does not just mean anything. First of all, the story I want to criticize your is not wonderful, but it definitely doesn't sound boring. I actually want to let Bajie understand Bajie. The only one who really enters that story is you. The listener is like listening to a joke. The listener will also feel it, but the feeling is still a joke."

This passage from Sun Wukong is very profound, as if no one could understand the depth of what Sun Wukong said in the Song Dynasty.

After hearing Sun Wukong's words, Zhu Bajie turned around and smiled slightly at Sun Wukong, and then said:
Chapter completed!