[Journey to the West] Legend of the Little Demon

At the foot of Five Fingers Mountain.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak. (Is this okay? Huh, great, great sage.)"

"I can't move, you idiot, try harder, yes, huh~~ this is here."

"Huh...huh... Great Sage, it's too... too crowded... I can't get in..."

"Little thing, don't move, let me try...um...damn it! Hold on to me."

"Woo... Great Sage, I can't do it, I can't breathe... You let me first... woo..."

After a while, a gray-faced little gray ball came out of Wukong's neck, with a red nose, lying on Wukong's neck with his mouth wide open and taking deep breaths.

The little gray dumpling covered in dust is of course Chinchilla White Chichi.

A year ago, it started grinding its teeth at night, a behavior that seriously disturbed the rest of its only neighbor, Sun Dasheng.Every day when it hugs the pine nuts excitedly and looks for the Great Sage to listen to the story, from far away you can see the weak and mentally weak Great Sage staring at it with a dark face and a pair of blood red eyes from staying up late until it tears with guilt It turned around in the eye sockets before turning away from looking at it in "disgust".

Then, one day, the Great Sage came up with a good idea, and from that day on, Zhizhi contracted the "Wuzhi Mountain: Save the Great Sage Wukong" project. Holy pine pines weighed down his mountain.

The project was very difficult, and Wuzhishan, especially the rock that bound the Great Sage, was terribly stubborn.It took Zhizhi nine months to expand the activity space of the Great Sage by ten centimeters - its height.

Originally, this project could be carried on continuously, maybe one day, it will be able to release the Great Sage, and then the Great Sage will be able to fulfill the promise and take it to the outside world to see, to see the meteors, to see the Huaguo Mountain, to eat flat peaches and drink immortals Sit on a royal horse with wine, and even learn how to practice.Because of the desire to be beautiful just thinking about it, Chinchilla Bai Zhizhi worked very hard.

Until one day, after Zhizhi crawled out of the construction site, Wukong looked at it with complicated eyes, and told it in a stiff tone, "I don't want you to dig anymore from tomorrow." Without giving a reason, he unilaterally ended his work. Realize the journey of dreams.

What it doesn't know is that Wukong doesn't know what motivates it to work hard. He only knows that the little thing that climbs up and down on him every day is getting lighter and lighter, and he only sees its original fluffy and soft hair gradually losing Shine, he only saw that its claws were getting shorter and shorter, and its two beautiful white front teeth were getting more and more frustrating...

At that time, Wukong's spiritual wasteland suddenly grew a beautiful little flower called pity and distress, and those little flowers were watered and nourished because of it and grew inch by inch.

After the "Escape from Wuzhishan" project ended, Zhizhi didn't think about eating and drinking, and lay in his warm nest in Wuxingdong, hugging the small fluffy quilt and crying hard for a long time.

When the Great Sage frowned and arrogantly "summoned" it to appear again, but when he saw the idiot who didn't regain fat into a small meatball as he wished but thinned into a specimen, the Great Sage's heart beat countless times. A wrinkle, especially after he asked fiercely what was going on with it, and got it to complain that its dream was shattered with snot and tears, the wrinkled heart of the Great Sage turned into a puddle and could not be caressed again. Uneven spring water.

Next, in order to make the foolish idiot feel that he still has labor to sell, Dasheng let him contract the second phase of the project-"Wuzhishan to tickle Wukong". (﹃)

But today, Bai Zhizhi came to tickle the Great Sage as a routine, scratching his lice and smoothing his hair.

"Stupid fool, you are so weak!" Wukong couldn't help criticizing it, hating iron for being weak!He clearly taught it so many formulas and spells for cultivation!

Wukong deliberately used a formula to make a deal with it at the price of three pine nuts, hoping that it would not slack off or be negligent because it deeply understood "high value". I memorized all the formulas exactly.But remember that there is a fart for it? !How can there be such a stupid creature?Can't cultivate into a demon? !If you can't cultivate into a demon, you won't have demon energy!If you don't have the evil energy, you can't use the magic formula!If you don't have the evil spirit, you won't live long.

Bai Zhizhi pursed his mouth aggrievedly, blame him for not being able to cultivate even a trace of evil spirit?As a little Chinchilla, Zhizhi also has self-respect!Because he couldn't bear it and was complained by Wukong again, Zhizhi couldn't help stomping his two little paws on Wukong's neck (like a tickle) to vent his personal anger.

Okay, Wukong, who is "a father's love is like a mountain", knows that the little thing has a little emotion again, so he grinned angrily.It thought that he wanted it to become a demon with all his heart, for whom and for what?Although he knew in his heart that he had to appease it at the right time, he still refused to forgive him easily, "Idiot, you must be stupid in the future, and only my old grandson can let you fool around on my head like this."

The poor squeaky climbed down from Wukong, sat cross-legged in front of Wukong, admiring the flowers with his back to him—it’s better to be the three sisters of purple daisies blooming quietly, never say it’s stupid or it’s crazy It's silly. [They can't speak at all.

Originally, today could have been a peaceful and peaceful day in Wuzhi Mountain, until disaster struck.

"call out--"

A fragment of the glazed cup fell from the sky and hit Wukong on the forehead with the force of a meteor hitting the earth.

Wukong: "I*!"

"Ding--"

The moment Liuli hit Wukong's copper-strength and iron-boned head, it was bounced high and shattered into smaller pieces, one of which flew straight to Zhizhi who hadn't noticed it.

Wukong's pupils constricted suddenly in anger, and the sudden angina made him speechless for a moment. He watched bright red blood slowly flow out from the back of its head, and it fell slowly. It soon dyed a mass of snow-white it into a bright red.

And the little Chinchilla Bai Zhizhi just lay there quietly, the flowers were still blooming, and the sunset was about to set.

The desolate and quiet Wuzhi Mountain has been like a day for a hundred years, except that a little mouse will no longer cry at him, no longer grin at him silly, no longer stomp on his head angrily.

Wukong had thought thousands of times that it would leave and die one day, but he never thought that that day would really come, nor did he think that it would die in front of him, just because of a random accident by the gods in the sky. Take out the trash.

Wukong remembered the appearance of Bai Zhizhi when he first appeared in front of him, timidly, he struggled to pick up a small stone and threw it towards him, then shrank behind the stone and carefully revealed a pair of small round eyes of black beans to check the situation.

It appeared inexplicably, and even died inexplicably.

Wukong yelled its name, "Idiot Crazy! White Zhizhi! Idiot Crackling, Idiot Idiot Crazy!" Thinking of it dying so stupidly in front of his eyes, he obviously wanted to laugh, but inexplicably appeared in his staring eyes. moist.

Monkey King, who was firmly suppressed by Wuzhi Mountain, could do nothing but watch it die aggrieved.

It was the first time for the seducer from the underworld to visit Wuzhi Mountain. He curled his neck around Zhizhi and scratched his forehead. Fleeing in embarrassment with a mourning stick.

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This year was the first time that the Chen family kid who was still in his infancy came to the foot of Wuzhi Mountain because he got lost, and by chance, he met the King Monkey who was crushed and the Chinchilla in a pool of blood.

The 11-year-old, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back, stood in front of the stone monkey with azure golden eyes, held up the golden-haired mouse soaked in blood foam, and handed it over to the stone monkey with eyes full of pain. On the lips of the stone monkey...

The boy of the Chen family saw the stone monkey, which looked as powerful as the God of War, gently blowing a breath at the lifeless little white mouse. The distance between the monkey and the mouse was so close that he even had an illusion that they were all dead in front of them. It is a soul mate.

What the Chen family boy didn't know was that the breath exhaled from Wukong's mouth carried the immortal energy of blood in his heart, which was the last breath of immortal energy that Wukong used to protect the sealed heart after being pressed on Wuzhi Mountain.And the reason why the Chen family boy lived a hundred years, until Wukong was 130 years old when he came out of the mountain, was also because he was benefited by Wukong's immortal energy.

In a trance, the boy of the Chen family seemed to have heard the stone monkey say very beautiful words to the little Chinchilla, speaking softly, but it seemed that he didn't.Whatever, that wasn't his story.He didn't see the Chinchilla come back to life as it was sung in the play, because he walked home along a straight road with his feet floating and his eyes dull.

Later, the Chen family boy went up the mountain many times to find the stone monkey under Wuzhi Mountain.

He went round and round, and finally let him find it one year.

However, weeds grew everywhere on that stone monkey's head, and that handsome face with deep brows and eyes was also covered with mud. Cold despair and gloom.

The old man of the Chen family, he followed the gaze of the stone monkey, and he was surprised to find a small white velvet ball running up and down in front of the stone monkey, screaming "Zhi Zhi", cleaning and tidying up for him. It is a healthy and lively little chinchilla.

He didn't know if the chinchilla that always smiled with two white teeth and curved eyes was the one he held up before, but he guessed that the god monkey would not show that to the other chinchilla. Gentle eyes and a doting smile.

Later, if he went up the mountain ten times, there would always be one or two times when he would bump into the monkey and chrysanthemum living in harmony.Sometimes he would listen to the talk between the monkey and the little white mouse from a long distance away, sometimes he would just quietly put a basket of pine cones on the stone not far from the stone monkey and wait for the little white mouse to pick it up, and sometimes he would smile towards the little white mouse. The God Monkey and Chinchilla waved their hands...

He once heard the god monkey yell at the chinchilla who was grinning like a fool: "Hey, idiot, don't be lazy!"

He also heard the god monkey picky about the chinchilla who fed him pine nuts: "You are a cheapskate, and you pick the smallest one every time and dedicate it to the great sage!"

The last time he saw the god monkey, the scene was not warm enough, and he even had the urge to cry as a person who lived over a hundred years old.

The high-spirited Chinchilla, carrying a big package, climbed up the monkey's head along the kudzu vines, saying something "squeaky", with its fists clenched in its chest, and its eyes sparkling.

The god monkey smiled casually and asked: "Idiot, what can you do to go out? Pick up pine cones?" Every time he heard the familiar voice of the god monkey and teased Chinchilla, he looked at the aggrieved Jinmo Maoshu can't help but smile, this is their unique, warmest and most affectionate companionship for each other.

Then the Chinchilla waved its paws and answered something with a "squeak".Grandpa Chen knew that what it said must not be a good thing, because he saw the monkey's relaxed smile froze all of a sudden, and stared blankly at Chinchilla with the kind of disappointed and abandoned eyes that are sad enough to see.

Is Chinchilla leaving?Grandpa Chen's heart suddenly became nervous for the monkey.

The god monkey pursed his lips and asked softly, "How long are you going to see? Will you come back?"

When Shenhou said this sentence, he could feel how weak his aura was and how calm his tone was. Grandpa Chen, who was already an old man, even felt in a trance that it was a hallucination and auditory hallucination that occurred when he was old.Because he had never heard the god monkey speak in such a low tone, the god monkey was always high above the ground, proud and arrogant.Because he never thought that they, who cannot be separated even by death, would one day part ways.

That night, the grandpa of the Chen family had been standing in the distance with a walking stick. He accompanied the monkey to watch the Chinchilla leave. The smile that instantly disappeared on his face when it completely disappeared at the end of the road; he watched the god monkey silently waiting for the sunset, and when the sun was about to set on the horizon, the god monkey closed its eyes.He couldn't help but think that it must be because the Chinchilla that accompanied him to watch the sunset had already left, and the god monkey didn't have that mood anymore.

Unless, that chinchilla comes back.

That night, he stayed on the mountain for too long, and the cold air in the mountain invaded his old leg bones at night, so he never had the opportunity to leave home to find the monkey at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain after that.

From meeting the stone monkey under Wuzhi Mountain to seeing them for the last time, the old man of the Chen family has been in good health, free from illness and disaster, until the day Chinchilla left, he was already 120 years old.

When the old man of the Chen family was 130 years old, three major events happened in his life: Wuzhishan collapsed; His yard escaped.

Standing under the bright moon that night, he looked at the god monkey who turned to sleep in his room with his head on his pillow, and then looked at the chinchilla who slipped away and disappeared in a panic, and couldn't help but recall that the couple under Wuzhi Mountain were the only ones for each other. companion.

What a pity!After so many years, the mouse has either returned to the dust, or it should have been buried by the collapsed Liangjie Mountain, right?

Moreover, the most regrettable thing is that the ruthless time seems to make the monkey forget the chinchilla...

The night wind was too gentle, it blew over thousands of green hills, wrinkled the moonlight all over the place, and also faded the faint sigh of the old Chen family.

What happened later, the grandpa of the Chen family was already very old. He became an old grandpa of the Chen family from a grandpa. He could no longer get out of bed, but his thinking was still clear and his memories were still fresh. The person with the most romantic, longest love and most legendary stories in the world.

He told the children and grandchildren of Chen's family the love story of the divine monkey under Wuzhi Mountain and the love story between the divine monkey and Chinchilla.The story begins "Once upon a time" and ends with "They lived happily ever after"...