Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Darkness, endless darkness.

Losing the world, no boundaries, not even sure if you exist, this is the world in the mirror.

Only the hand that holds me in the darkness is real.It was scorching hot, and the burning heat came from his hands. Sun Wukong looked down at his held right hand. He couldn't see anything in the dark. He raised his head and looked at the person who grabbed him and strode forward...

With a sudden wave of his hand, he was thrown away.

It was obvious that the man was stiff.The man withdrew his hand very hurt.

Can't see the expression on his face.

Sun Wukong can be sure that he is very sad because of his action.Sun Wukong almost wanted to laugh.A kind of pleasure of revenge surged from the depths of his heart, and then a more intense sorrow suppressed the pleasure, making it difficult for him to breathe, his chest hurt, and his right hand trembled slightly as if it had been scalded by a branding iron.Immediately hated myself, why, why until now I still feel sorry for you, why!

Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel from his ear, held it up high, and popped out two words from between his teeth: "Yang Jian..."

The man stopped and turned around.

Sun Wukong held up the golden cudgel: "Show your gun!"

In the darkness, Yang Jian seemed to smile, "Look back."

Sun Wukong is a person who never looks back.

As long as he is on the road, he will never back down, let alone give up halfway.There are tens of thousands of roads in the world, but he chooses to take the most difficult and dangerous one. He walks tragically, but he is content.He was scratched by the thorns on the side of the road, his feet were worn away by the stones on the road, his body was thinned by the wind, and he was scarred by the years. He is still walking, and he is willing to walk like this, because Walking he felt free.Freedom, people without shackles will never understand the weight and value of these two words.Now he is free, no one can influence him, stop him, dominate him.

But Yang Jian wanted him to turn around.

Sun Wukong's rationality told him that he should throw the golden cudgel down and do nothing, but another voice couldn't get rid of his mind no matter what, that voice was saying, wait, wait!

What are you waiting for?

It's your life!

I will not look back, no matter what you say, I will not let you go this time.

Sun Wukong turned around and was stunned.

Completely different from the darkness ahead, there is a piece of light behind, and this light cannot reach the front at all, and the difference is clear.On the way they walked, a green hill appeared, beside the winding stream, pink flowers bloomed with traces of sadness.An old ox came running in the distance, with a "moo", it arched the ground with its horns, and spewed a mouthful of fire, scorching a large area of ​​flowers and plants.Looking at the black flowers, the old scalper laughed and ran away triumphantly.

Yang Jian squatted down to pick up the charred flowers.

Not surprisingly, he only picked up air.The flowers seem to be there, but they can never be touched or touched.

Yang Jian touched the flowers with his hands, and said reminiscingly: "It turns out that this is Mu Xiaohua. I didn't expect that in Yang Jian's lifetime, he could still see Mu Xiaohua that only blooms in Huaguo Mountain." Yang Jian stood up and asked Monkey King, "Where is that cow?" Is it the Bull Demon King?"

"Yes." Sun Wukong nodded unconsciously.

On the open flat ground on the top of the mountain, a huge boulder was broken in two, and the golden light emitted from the stone went straight to the sky, scaring the birds and beasts to scatter.After a long time, the golden light faded, and a little monkey stood on the hillside, looking around blankly.

Yang Jian looked at the little monkey, "You were so cute when you were young."

"Wow..." A loud baby cry attracted Monkey King's attention.

Sun Wukong bypassed Yang Jian, and sure enough, he saw another scene behind Yang Jian.

In the middle of the clean courtyard are several magnificent houses. On the swing outside the window, a magnificent woman is holding her infant son in her arms, chatting and laughing with the man beside her.A six or seven-year-old boy tiptoes to look at a sleeping baby.At that time, the night was thick, the people were beautiful, the flowers and the moon were spring breeze, and everything was peaceful and beautiful.

Yang Jian stared at that gorgeous woman with incomparably nostalgic eyes.

Sun Wukong followed Yang Jian's gaze to look at the woman, "You look a lot like your mother."

Yang Jian sat on the ground, patted the place beside him, "Sit down and watch, we will watch for a long time."

Monkey King didn't move, "Do you think that if you show me your past, I will let you go? No matter what tricks you play, I will never be fooled again."

Yang Jian raised his head and glanced at Monkey King.

His gaze was like a knife, directly piercing Sun Wukong's heart, making him lose the power to continue to sarcasm, so he simply sat down and looked at Yang Jian's past openly.

The baby grew up and was quite mischievous. He followed his elder brother to do "bad things" every day, and the neighbors took him for granted.Whenever the prank succeeds, he will laugh wildly, the laughter is presumptuous and unrestrained, like a joyful sword, which can tear the sky out of a hole.

"It turns out that you can laugh like this..." Sun Wukong sighed.

In reality, Yang Jian has no expression on his face, neither sad nor happy.Time is the most wonderful carving knife, which can carve people beyond recognition.

A little girl appeared more and more in the illusion, often playing with Yang Jian, because the illusion only recorded Yang Jian's life, Sun Wukong didn't understand why this little girl appeared, so he asked: "Who is she?"

"My father appointed me a baby girl. Her family also lives in Guanjiangkou, three streets away from mine."

"Why didn't you marry after that?"

"Before I get married, the heavenly soldiers and generals will come."

"Then what happened to her?"

"died."

The picture changed again, a total of four children were playing, besides Yang Jian and his fiancée who was married, there was also Yang Jian's eldest brother, and the remaining little boy, Sun Wukong didn't know him again, "Who is this little boy? "

"Neighbor, you played best with me when you were young."

"and after?"

"Dead, killed by the heavenly soldiers and generals."

Everyone's end is death.have nothing to say.Yang Jian seemed to be tired of watching, and turned his head to look at Monkey King's life.

Huaguoshan is more lively than Guanjiangkou. At this time, Monkey King, who was also called Shitou, became the monkey king. He called friends every day and led a large group of friends to climb trees and mountains, jump into rivers and catch fish. It's fun.I don't know the time in the mountains, more than ten years passed by suddenly, and the team of Shitou's friends became stronger and stronger.There was a lion who ran around behind the stone's butt every day.Yang Jian had never seen this lion before, and said, "He is..."

"Lion Demon King, my fourth brother." Sun Wukong said in a vicious tone, "Why don't you ask him what happened afterwards?"

Yang Jian guessed it, but he had no choice but to ask, "What happened next?"

"Dead." Monkey King said again, "Why didn't you ask him how he died?"

"How did you die?"

Sun Wukong smiled coldly, and said while laughing: "Zhenjun Erlang set fire clouds to set fire to Huaguo Mountain, and he died in that fire to cover other people's escape."

Yang Jian closed his eyes, frowned, and didn't speak again.

Sun Wukong watched Yang Jian's guilt, and smiled even colder.

There's nothing left.

How happy it was then, how painful it is now.

are dead.

so many people.

the whole mountain.

The person who was alive and kicking in front of your eyes one moment, will be burned to ashes the next moment, turning into a mindless wraith, lashing out at you with its teeth and claws.

Those joys that are as bright and dazzling as Mu Xiaohua also wither in time like Mu Xiaohua.

Those who die are lucky, those who are left are unlucky.

I wish I could die early, I wish I could die together.

But since there are still others left, and they survived with everyone's hopes on their backs, they have no choice but to take over the burden on the shoulders of their companions and bravely shoulder it.In this burden, the left side is filled with responsibility, and the right side is filled with hatred.

Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian who turned his back to him, and secretly clenched the golden cudgel.

He almost forgot that everything he had was destroyed by this person in front of him, he almost forgot that his home was burned by this person.

Brothers who have existed, how can they be regarded as not existing?

How can you treat the hurt you have never suffered?

It is necessary for a person to bear the corresponding responsibility for what he has done.The so-called killing to pay for life and debts to pay for money is justified.

The dead are still waiting for justice.

Those who are alive are still waiting for an explanation.

Everyone is waiting for Monkey King, waiting for Monkey King to recover his memory, waiting to see what Monkey King will do.

So Monkey King will definitely kill Yang Jian.

If he didn't kill Yang Jian, he would not only feel sorry for those brothers who died, but even feel sorry for the Five Elements Mountain who overwhelmed him.

But he is in no hurry.

I have endured it for 500 years, and this moment is still short?

Let's see what Yang Jian is going to do.

On the way, he used the sound transmission technique to tell himself that he would enter the Xuanguang illusion mirror duel, and Monkey King agreed without fear.The life stories of two people appear in the mysterious mirror, and Sun Wukong wants to see them first.

He is no longer the impulsive Monkey King he used to be.Like the howling mountain wind blowing hard, the tumbling sea tide receded, Monkey King has matured.Regardless of whether this so-called "growth" is good or bad, the result is that Monkey King can no longer return to the beginning.

In the fantasy world, the little monkey raised its head high, looked at Yang Jian's direction and told Grandpa Dashu that one day I will be more handsome than God Erlang.

In a trance, I recalled what kind of mood I once looked up at the god who was high above.

It turned out that what he forgot was not only the hatred between the brothers, but also the initial feelings towards Yang Jian.

From the day I knew Yang Jian, I was thinking about getting to know him.

He left Huaguo Mountain with the intention of finding Yang Jian to learn spells. At that time, his thoughts were so pure that he thought he could find Yang Jian.Later, I really found it, and watched him being knocked down from the sky into the sea, and then watched him being rescued by a woman.This made him deeply aware of the importance of strength and identity like never before.

He begged immortals to visit Taoism, learned the skills of mastering the sky, and was qualified to meet Yang Jian.However, Yang Jian became an official in the sky and became the judicial god in charge of punishment in the Three Realms.One god and one demon, no chance to meet each other.

When they can get to know each other, that is the day when they meet each other in battle.

Yang Jian experienced a series of events such as the tragedy of exterminating the family, learning from a teacher, raising a younger sister, failing to save his mother, failing to fight against the sky, failing to marry, accepting Zhao'an, and becoming an official in heaven. .

The time of the two people overlapped, and the phantom behind them became the same scene.

In the battle, Sun Wukong was defeated, Yang Jian was merciful, and the gun stabbing at Sun Wukong's chest temporarily changed its direction and pierced his shoulder. Mana froze for a moment.

A drama that has been entangled in love and hate for hundreds of years has begun.

Both Yang Jian and Monkey King looked at the illusion with concentration.

They want to relive the warmth of the past.

It took Yang Jian 500 years to realize that the life in Wangjiacun was his happiness that he would never return.

Monkey King spent 500 years hating Yang Jian.

They all forgot what it was like when they first met.

Yang Jian from Wangjiacun played with Monkey King. Yang Jian pressed Monkey King on the bed, scratched his armpit, and asked with a smile, are you convinced?

Sun Wukong shouted loudly, even if he was beaten to death, he would not accept it!Deceived Yang Jian withdrew the spell, turned over and rode on Yang Jian, and shouted, Yang Jian, Yang Jian, you have today too!The physical contact with Yang Jian made Sun Wukong react. Yang Jian said, find a mother, just release it.Monkey King asked, is it looking for a woman or a female monkey?

"Did you find a woman later?" Yang Jian turned his head and asked Sun Wukong, "Zhaixingfang?"

Monkey King nodded, staring at the illusion without blinking.

"Do you know the forces behind Flower Fox?"

Sun Wukong didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Jian, and only cared about the scene in the illusion.

Yang Jian wanted to tell him that Hua Chaoyan was a subordinate of the nine-tailed demon fox Hua Yanlai, and that Hua Yanlai was even more important. During the period when you were crushed on the Five Elements Mountain, he vaguely took your place.Thinking about it again, I'm afraid Sun Wukong won't listen to these words at this time, so he swallowed the words that came to his lips.Yang Jian wants to remind Sun Wukong to be careful of Hua Yanlai, and what Yang Jian wants to do is to kill Hua Yanlai for Monkey King.This person has killed Monkey King many times without success, and he has ulterior motives, leaving endless disasters.Suddenly woke up, why are you still worrying about Monkey King at this time?Laughing secretly that he was born to worry about his life. Before entering the Xuanguang illusion mirror, he had the mentality of mortal death, but now he is planning these things that should not be in his hands. When will he be able to relax with such a temperament... Maybe only Death is the real liberation.

In the illusion, Sun Wukong asked angrily with candy in his hand, do you think I am a child!

Yang Jian replied without raising his eyes, you don't think you are!

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong laughed together when they saw this, and then stopped laughing immediately.

In the illusion, Sun Wukong got into Yang Jian's bed, and stretched his hand secretly into Yang Jian's arms.Yang Jian pushed it away, took out a candy, threw it upwards, and caught half of it with his mouth.Sun Wukong pounced and opened his mouth to snatch the candy from Yang Jian's mouth.Yang Jian touched his lips in shock.It was their first kiss that wasn't counted as a kiss.

"Actually, I don't really like sweets." Sun Wukong said, "I just like to tease you."

"I know." Yang Jian said, "When I traveled to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, I gave you candy, and you said you didn't like it."

"You like children, so I will pretend to be innocent and ignorant of everything, to please you."

"I know. How could the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, who led the group of demons to fight against the Heavenly Court for so many years, be a child."

Both of them felt a heavy sadness around them.Obviously, there is still such a happy scene in the illusion.

"At that time, I really wanted to be a child for the rest of my life." Sun Wukong said, "If I give up the position of Demon King, will you give up being a judicial god for me?"

"First of all, you can't let go of Huaguo Mountain. Secondly, even if you don't become a demon king, I will still be a judicial god. Finally, I hope you will mature a bit. You must understand that there is no 'if' in this world."

Monkey King resumed his usual sneer: "Shen Erlang is indeed still God Erlang."

After Yang Jian heard this, he put on an unmoving look, his expression was so calm that there was no flaw.