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Chapter 1482: One Hundred and Nineteen: "They answered, the human world."

Qingyu's eyes dimmed, but Su Liujin continued:
"But if one day, I am tired, can I come back to sit with you and have a glass of milk?"

Qingyu clenched the handkerchief tightly, smiled and nodded, "Yes. No matter when Liu Ge'er comes, I will be in this Chengfo Town. I will hang a copper wind chime under the eaves, and you can find it by following the sound of the bell. My milk cake is very good, Liu Ge'er, don't forget to come back and taste it."

……

Like a person walking at night without seeing the bright moon.

Suddenly I encountered a bright moon and saw the moonlight, but I didn't know it was the moon.

……

Su Liujin went deeper and deeper.

He became more and more familiar with this world, but the question of whether it would be destroyed remained unanswered.

Because he has seen many touching things, but also too much ugliness.

Some people rush into the fire for their children, while others sell their own children for wealth and fame. Some people dress up to entertain their parents and cut off their flesh to feed their mothers, while others beat their mothers to death...

One day, Su Liujin passed by a storyteller's stall.

"The Great Sage shouted at the Black Wind Demon, 'Hey! You monster eats human flesh and tears human bones. Today, I, Sun Wukong, will teach you the same lesson!'"

"Suddenly, the stick's shadow was as swift as the wind and thunder roared. The monster was struck by the Great Sage's stick and the ground shook. The monster was not willing to admit defeat so easily and immediately used his magic to transform into a hundred forms."

"At this moment, the Great Sage leaped into the air, flew over the monster's head, and smashed it with his stick. The monster was caught off guard and twisted its body to escape. With an angry shout, 'Monster, stop being so arrogant!' The golden hoop spun in the air and hit the monster's head hard..."

The storyteller's saliva flew, and the people listened attentively. It was said that this story had been passed down from the beginning of the Chinese calendar, and it was about a Monkey King who subdued demons and monsters.

At this moment, Su Liujin had an idea that came to him from nowhere, and he suddenly raised his hand and grasped it, imitating the action of the Great Sage raising the stick.

There was a voice in my heart shouting - Great Sage, I can become the Great Sage.

The Great Sage can measure whether a person is good or bad. If he is good, he will let him go, and if he is bad, he will kill him. He has no scruples and is wanton and free.

If the World Tree requires him to judge the time to destroy the world, and he cannot prevent that moment from coming, then can he leave the good people alone and only punish the bad guys?

A childlike innocence surged in his mind, and he suddenly felt his heart surge. The burden and pain he had been carrying all along suddenly disappeared with this thought.

Yes, yes... He wanted to be a great sage, a great sage who could save people from suffering and help them escape disasters, and distinguish between good and evil. If he became a great sage, he would no longer suffer.

It is wrong to let a person with a kind nature choose destruction.

He imagined that he had already grasped the 180,000-jin golden hoop, and with one swing, the world tree was shattered into pieces. He imagined that in front of him was the embodiment of the ugliness of the world, and with one blow of the club, only good people would remain in the world.

No, no, he is not the Great Sage. The Great Sage already has someone. He... he wants to be called "The Great Emperor"! Su Liujin... The Great Emperor!
"…What are you looking at?" a voice came.

Su Liujin turned his head and saw a black-haired girl wearing a knight's helmet. She was tall and had heavy armor.

"I'm a knight living nearby. I saw you listening to stories here for a long time, but it seems like you have no work to do. The royal city is recruiting workers, do you want to try?" Qianqin said with a smile.

Seeing that he had no money and no relatives around him, she offered to help him. The war was raging recently, and if she could help a refugee, that would be great. If he was from a wealthy family and she was embarrassed by her words, that didn't matter. She kept asking, and she would eventually be able to help someone.

Su Liujin agreed.

He cannot observe the whole picture of the world by just watching from the sidelines, but exposure to new environments may help him weigh the good and evil in the world.

Life in the royal city was peaceful. Qianqin thought he was an exile and would invite him to eat together every holiday. He sat with many people, including the elderly and children. They were all people who suffered and came here for various reasons.

"There were people who made cakes with me before, but later on, they all left." While drinking, Qianqin seemed to be feeling emotional when talking about the past.

"Where did they go?" a tall young man asked. His name was Chen Ping, an oriental man. All his relatives died in the casual breath of the dragon clan. He came here alone to find a job.

"Maybe, it's a place without pain or sadness." Qian Qin looked at Su Liujin, and suddenly smiled and lifted her chin: "Liujin, you don't seem to like eating vegetables, you haven't even touched your chopsticks."

Su Liujin didn't need to eat, he just loved to eat, so he said frankly: "I like milk."

“Hahaha! So that’s it!” Hearing this, the blond knight Lockshire laughed out loud and took out a few candies from his pocket: “Why didn’t you tell me earlier! My home is on the grassland, and I have dozens of cows. Come to my house later, Liujin, and you can drink as much milk as you want!”

"Lockshaw, when the war is over, I'll come to your house to play." A colleague said with a smile.

"Welcome, we couldn't be more welcome! Come with your stomach full!"

"Chen Ping, you work so hard, are you happy recently?"

"Hehe... I want to save some money in the royal city. There is a girl in my hometown who I studied with in my early years..."

"Is it enough? Can I lend you some, brother?"

"No, no, just work for a few more years and that will be enough..."

On New Year's Eve, they stood on the rooftop, drunk as hell, talking about their future and chatting about everything under the sun.

Only Su Liujin stood at the edge of the rooftop, seemingly not wanting to blend in with the crowd.

A big hand suddenly reached out, Qianqin smiled and pulled him into the crowd, asking him to make a wish together. It is said that if you make a wish on New Year's Eve, your wishes will come true next year.

Chen Ping said that he wanted to save money to buy a big house. Luoke Xia said that he wanted Caoyuan's parents to move into the royal city. Qian Qin said that she hoped to see her old friends. Finally, everyone looked at Su Liujin and asked him what his wish was.

Pairs of shining eyes focused on the white-haired boy who was once regarded by the world as a "ruthless and cold-blooded angel."

He is no longer outside the world;

For the first time, his lips touched with milk handed to him by someone else.

For the first time, he felt other people's laughter and palm prints on his shoulders.

At this moment, the flag moved and his heart skipped a beat. He thought of what the young monk had said that year: "It's like a dream, an illusion, like dew drops or lightning."

"I wish—"

He opened his mouth slowly.

"I hope to no longer obey the responsibilities that tree has placed on me."

He didn't want to be destroyed.

……

Like a blind man touching an elephant, he cannot see the whole picture.

If you are illuminated by the moonlight, you will gradually recognize it, and this is the Buddha nature.

Leaving the world, entering the world. What is it for?
……

Su Liujin remembered that year very clearly, it was a very cold winter.

The iron cavalry of the northern border bribed the Undead and broke into the royal city. The brave knights were unable to withstand the bone blades of the Undead, and blood was spilled in the city.

It seemed that the city was about to be destroyed and people would die.

When morale was low, suddenly, a brave black-haired knight drew his sword and killed hundreds of undead souls by himself. She claimed that she came from the sacred mountain and would lead the war to victory. Upon hearing this, everyone worshipped her as a "saint" and followed her to fight on the battlefield.

Under the banner of the "Saint Lady" Qianqin, the soldiers are fearless and brave and have the support of the people.

At this time, the foolish king listened to the great wizard's slander and thought that only by burning the good souls could the attack of the undead be quelled. However, the king burned many knights to death, and the undead still did not stop.

"Burn! Keep burning! It's because those knights are not kind enough that the undead don't stop!" declared the great wizard.

More and more knights died, everyone was terrified, and the royal city fell into chaos.

On New Year's Eve, Qianqin invited Su Liujin to drink alone.

The black-haired knight sat at the table with his horse and golden sword, drinking cup after cup in silence. Su Liujin seemed to have a premonition and looked at her silently.

"Pah!" Qian Qin put down her wine glass and said with a drunken smile: "Brother Liu, your appearance has never changed over the years. I guessed that you are not simple, but I won't ask. Today, I just want to chat with you."

She was drunk and talked about many things.

She talked about how Chen Ping died in battle a few days ago, and his stomach was cut open by the ghosts, and it was full of straw. It turned out that Chen Ping had a premonition that the war was not going well, and he was afraid of an accident, so in order to save money for his parents, he didn't even want to eat a grain of rice. She also talked about how Locke Xia, who defended the city yesterday, was cut in half alive. When he was still alive, he held her hand, and his last wish before he died was to taste the milk candy from his hometown, and asked the girl not to wait any longer.

When she talked about her parents, she could no longer remember their appearance. She only remembered that a long time ago, she still had two pigtails and held a doll in her hand. At some point, she changed it to a sword.

Su Liujin listened quietly until Qianqin asked:

"Brother Liu, do you like this world?"

The silence seemed to burst a bubble. Su Liujin nodded and then shook his head.

He could actually tell her that you don't need to fight on, I have the power of the World Tree, I can take action now, repel the Undead, and you will all be safe. However, he seemed to be wearing a golden hoop on his head, which told him: As an observer, you cannot violate the rule of "not interfering in worldly affairs".

Su Liujin, you can't save them.

So he just sat, and could only sit.

Qianqin's dark pupils reflected the moonlight. She seemed drunk, staggering from the front of the hall to the back, drinking and laughing as she walked. The wine spilled all over the floor and all over her green shirt.

The moonlight fell on her shoulders and neck. She was not wearing any armor, clearly revealing the criss-crossing sword marks on her body, all traces left over from past wars.

The wine moistened her chest, and she raised her head and smiled:
"Brother Liu, I don't particularly like this world, but I just can't bear to see others suffer. When I see people in distress, I can't help but lend a helping hand."

"So, I can't just watch the knights die one by one."

"I know this is a conspiracy by the great wizard - but so what?"

She laughed, her clothes soaked with wine:

"If we want to win this battle, we must change the king. I have contacted Prince Tororo. Tororo has a noble character and will be a good king. But to push him to the throne, we must prove that the current king is incompetent, which requires an opportunity-"

Su Liujin raised his eyes.

His fingers were shaking and his pupils were slightly painful.

He seemed to have a premonition of what Qian Qin was going to do——

The woman with messy black hair put down the cup, stood up and drew her sword.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the moonlight. She had a strong body, bright eyes, and a figure like a crescent moon. The corners of her mouth contained a carefree smile:
"——The death of the Saint Chiqin."

"The 'Saint' must have the kindest soul. If she is burned to death, the rumors will be refuted. The king who has lost the support of the people will no longer be able to burn innocent people to death. The great wizard will be executed. At that time, Prince Tororo will take advantage of the situation to ascend to the throne."

"I can kill hundreds of undead, but I cannot reverse the situation of a war. But Saint Qianqin can. In this way, there is no need for more knights to be burned to death. All I need to do is sacrifice me and there will be peace."

"I hate faith, but if it can keep people alive, then I am willing to be the saint."

"If the fire consumes me, then burn it!"

"If the sword pierces my body, then pierce it!"

The corners of her mouth raised a fearless smile, which was wild and heroic. It seemed as if she had turned into a floating cloud, drifting with the wind, unrestrained and boundless.

She drank the wine in her glass, threw her head back and laughed:
"My name is Chiqin, the Saint of War under Archas!"

"——Today my bones and flesh will be burned, and my ashes will be scattered over the mountains, over the earth, and into the rivers. They will be implanted in the flesh and blood of others through drinking water, and will take root and sprout after landing on the ground."

"Tomorrow, this world of all eternity, the mountains, rivers and seas, the prosperous and peaceful times, will all be for my continuation!"

The moonlight is cold.

She laughed three times, turned and went out.

He never looked back at the boy again, as if he was afraid of regret and fear.

On Su Liujin's desk, the milk had already gone cold, not a drop of it had been touched.

On December 24, the third year of the White Tower Archas era, the Saint walked up to the platform and angrily denounced the king for his stupidity, listing the thirteen crimes of the Great Wizard. The king was furious and wanted to arrest the Saint. The Saint set her armor on fire and burned herself to death.

The death of the saint shocked the people. Prince Tororo overthrew his father in the name of blasphemy against the saint, ascended the throne as king, issued an imperial decree, purged the army, and assassinated the lord of the northern border.

Fifteen days later, the war was over.

The new king, Tororo, cast a sacrificial tripod in a high pavilion, engraved 300 words of "The Saint of the White Pagoda", and burned 7,000 volumes of voodoo books.

From then on, the weather was favorable for the crops, the prisons were cleared, and there was no sound of war for a hundred years.

……

night.

Su Liujin placed a white Isha flower in front of the graves of Chen Ping, Luoke Xia, Qian Qin and others.

In the past, there were many drinks and banquets, but today he is alone.

Qianqin said that she was a follower of Ichthyarel, and even if she died, she might be written about one day, although it would not be her.

The moment the moonlight rose, Su Liujin looked back.

The comrades who drank with him in the past have now turned into a forest of steles, as if looking back at him and asking him:

——Liu Ge'er, have you found your answer?
They seemed to be laughing.

The moonlight is bright and the fireflies are shining.

……

Gradually cultivate and gradually manifest, and eventually you will be able to awaken——

All appearances are false.

If you see that all things are not things, then you will see the Tathagata.

……

Su Liujin returned to Chengfo Town.

Following the sound of the bronze wind chimes, he found the green jade.

Qingyu has grown from a girl to an old woman. She smiled and took out a few baskets of milk cakes: "I knew that your benefactor is not simple, he still looks young. I have practiced pastry making skills for a lifetime, Brother Liu, have a taste."

The milk cake was very sweet and delicious. As Su Liujin was eating, she thought of Qianqin and suddenly began to cry.

This was the first time he shed tears. He may not have known why before, but now he had some idea.

It turns out that people really shed tears when they are sad.

It turns out that he really laughs when he is happy and really cries when he is sad. Unconsciously, he has become the "adult" in the script.

Isa flower fell, he was no longer a child.

"Qingyu, I found the answer." Su Liujin suddenly said.

"Hmm? What's the answer?" Qingyu looked at him gently.

"I'm going to go under that big tree and tell it that I don't want to observe for it anymore. I want to be a great sage, I want to be an emperor!" Su Liujin wiped away his tears and said solemnly: "From now on, I am the Jellyfish Emperor Su Liujin!"

Qingyu didn't understand and just smiled.

The long years could not wear away her throbbing emotions, but she no longer expressed her youthful impulses.

The white-haired boy once removed the wooden thorn from her palm, carried her out of the coffin and rushed out of the wedding hall. That night she clearly saw the stars in his eyes. He was a warm person, and if you force him into a cold place, he will rush out.

The World Tree put a golden hoop on him, telling him not to interfere with the world and to become "Sun Wukong" who obeyed the tight hoop curse. But when he saw the old people, men, women and children in this world, he began to want to remove the golden hoop and wanted to become "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven".

——If that day, he decisively removed the golden hoop and became the "Monkey King", no longer obeyed the order "not to interfere in worldly affairs", and waved the golden hoop to drive away the undead, would the knight's ending be different?
Li Qingyu was still smiling.

She knew that after she left, she would never see him again. So she taught Su Liujin her cooking skills, which was her proudest thing.

"Brother Liu, you don't have a very good talent for cooking." Qingyu said gently: "It doesn't matter, I will teach you everything. In the future, if you meet a good person, cook for him."

“I will never cook for anyone again.”

"Not necessarily. Brother Liu, just learn it. It's not a bad thing. When I teach you to cook next time, you can still remember that thousands of years ago, there was a girl named Qingyu. She buried a red silk handkerchief from her youth under her house and hung a copper wind chime under the eaves."

After Su Liujin learned cooking skills, he left Chengfo Town and headed for the World Tree.

His eyes sparkled, and his back seemed to have grown a pair of long, wax-coated wings, helping him to walk faster and faster towards the sun...

Lin Qinghuan, Li Qingyu, the little monk, the storyteller, the old man on the cliff, Chen Ping, Luokexia, Qianqin, and the Great Sage.

So many faces reflected in his eyes.

How many are still here, and how many have passed away?

They seemed to be standing on the other side of the river, smiling at him.

Oh, rivers, rivers of the human world.

The river that lingered in the world finally flowed into his palm.

——Human beings are nothing but a drop of drizzle, a wisp of wind. All things in the world should be as short-lived as morning dew. What makes them so long?

But it is also a drop of drizzle and a wisp of wind.

It is the drizzle that nourishes and makes everything grow.

It is the spring breeze that leaves traces and makes all things sprout.

The Dharma nature of all sentient beings is also like this.

——At the end of Journey to the West, “Sun Wukong” ascends to heaven and is no longer the “Great Sage Equaling Heaven”.

——At the beginning of Luowasha, "Su Liujin" took off the golden hoop and became the "Jellyfish King".

……

Above the lotus niche, a golden face looks down with eyes cast down, and the falling sandalwood chips look like Udumbara.

At the foot of the sacred mountain, the little monk twisted his Buddhist beads, bowed his head and murmured:
“Like a person walking at night without seeing the moon.”

“Suddenly I encountered a bright moon and saw the moonlight shining, but I did not know it was the moon.

“Like a blind man touching an elephant, he cannot see the whole picture.

"If you are illuminated by the moonlight, you will gradually recognize it, and this is the Buddha nature.

"Gradually cultivate and gradually manifest, and eventually you will be able to awaken -

“All appearances are false.

"If you see all things as not being things, then you see the Tathagata."

(—— Adapted from the Agama Sutra, Diamond Sutra, and Mahaparinirvana Sutra)
……

All appearances are false.

If you see that all things are not things, then you will see the Tathagata.

Why did Icarus die?

They answered, the human world.

……

……

“Ugh…!” Su Liujin covered his head.

He let go of Su Mingan's hand, panted softly, and said helplessly: "I can't remember what happened next."

Su Mingan was silent for a long time before he recovered from the heavy memory: "Are those your memories just now?"

Su Liujin said: "It belongs to Su Liujin, but it shouldn't be mine."

Su Mingan paused slightly... What does this mean?
Su Liujin took his hand and smiled: "Okay, come with me to where we really want to go."