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Unconsciously, a long time had passed. Seeing that it was getting late, the six-eared macaque Sun Wukong could only sigh helplessly and then began to look for a place to spend the night. He searched everywhere and finally found a tree hole high up. The tree looked very old, with a thick trunk and dense crown. The tree hole was near the top of the tree, and the high position allowed Sun Wukong to avoid the danger of some unknown creatures on the ground.

Sun Wukong leaped up and climbed to the top of the tree easily, and got into the tree hole. Although the tree hole was relatively small, it was enough to accommodate his body. Sun Wukong curled up and tried to make himself more comfortable. After all, he was used to this harsh environment and didn't care much about such accommodation conditions.

However, despite this, Sun Wukong still felt a little frustrated. He originally thought that he could find a safe and comfortable place to live, but he didn't expect to encounter such a predicament. He couldn't help but think of the Flower and Fruit Mountain where he once lived, where there were beautiful mountains and waters, fresh air and warm sunshine, and many monkeys of different species accompanied him. In comparison, the environment here was too harsh.

But Sun Wukong did not complain too much or indulge in negative emotions. Instead, he silently told himself to persevere and continue to work hard to find a way out. He believed that as long as he did not give up hope, there would always be a day when he would be able to complete the task assigned by his master, Taishang Laojun, and leave this ancient land and return to a free life. So, Sun Wukong closed his eyes, and he fell asleep quickly, already very tired. In his dream, he returned to Huaguo Mountain, playing and frolicking with his monkeys, enjoying a good time.

In a trance, he suddenly saw several peerless beauties who were so beautiful that they could overwhelm the whole country and shame the moon. They had graceful figures, skin as white as snow, and a pair of beautiful eyes as clear and moving as autumn water. They opened their red lips slightly, exhaled sweet breath, and gently called Sun Wukong's name, and kept teasing him with their bulging breasts and fat buttocks.

Faced with this sudden temptation, Sun Wukong could not help but feel his heart fluttering, and was almost defeated. However, he felt something was wrong in his heart, as if he had encountered some kind of foreign object that could confuse people. So, he subconsciously chanted the mantra: "Om Mani Padme Hum".

As the spell sounded, the bodies of those beautiful women began to blur, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace. And Sun Wukong fell into a deep sleep again.

The next morning, Sun Wukong was awakened by a loud noise. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, poked his head out of the tree hole and looked around. He saw a lively scene around him. It turned out that a group of birds were chirping in the tree. They seemed to be curious about this sudden "guest" and kept circling around Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong smiled and stretched out his hand to catch a bird, but these clever little guys could always easily dodge his hand. Looking at this group of cute birds, Sun Wukong felt much better, as if he had forgotten the fatigue and loss of last night. He decided to embark on the journey again and continue to look for opportunities.

Under the tree, dozens of giant fox corpses were found. Each of them was the size of a calf, without any wounds, and their deaths were very strange. These foxes exuded a strange smell, as if they were not ordinary animals.

A word appeared in Sun Wukong's mind - wild fox Zen.

Fox Zen was originally a charm technique of the Western Zen sect, referring to those who claim to be enlightened but actually stray from the right path and fall into evil ways. They misinterpret Zen with their cleverness and subjective opinions, and like to do some improper things in dark corners.

The scene in front of him made Sun Wukong feel a little uneasy. Could these foxes be related to the so-called wild fox Zen? Could it be caused by the mantra he silently chanted in his dream last night?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this matter is full of mysteries and unknowns, and I can't help but feel curious and want to explore. Perhaps only by investigating it in depth can we uncover the truth behind it.