infodatos Chapter 13 The Journey to the West group disbands on the spot! Pigsy runs away, Monkey King goes to
Chapter 13 The Journey to the West group disbands on the spot! Pigsy runs away, Monkey King goes to
Pigsy immediately slammed his nine-toothed rake into the ground, making a deafening noise.
"Old Pig, I'm back in Gao Village! Cuilan, wait for me!!"
Without waiting for anyone's reaction, he picked up his luggage, turned around, and ran away, humming a little tune as he spoke.
It was ten times faster than when fighting monsters.
Sha Wujing stood still, still clutching the half-worn staff in his hand.
He glanced at Pigsy's departing figure, then at Monkey King.
"Senior Brother..."
Sun Wukong didn't look at him.
With a somersault, golden light shot into the sky.
Direction: Flower and Fruit Mountain.
gone.
really gone.
Only Sha Wujing, Tang Sanzang, and a dumbfounded Guangmu Jingang remained in the camp.
Sha Wujing gripped his staff, opened his mouth several times, and finally only let out a sigh.
"Master..."
Tang Sanzang sat under the old tree, his hands clasped together, his eyes never opening.
His lips moved slightly, and he uttered a Buddhist chant.
He didn't say anything.
Guangmu Jingang stood there, his mind buzzing.
He came to deliver good news.
"Without any connections, you can proceed with confidence"—this is clearly good news.
How did it become a rumor that they broke up?
Has the pilgrimage team broken up?
Before he arrived, everyone on Mount Ling was waiting for good news. Everyone felt that the problem could definitely be solved this time; the results of the two rounds of investigations were there for all to see, and the monkey had no reason to shirk his responsibility any longer.
As a result, the monkey simply refused to comply.
It's not about haggling or throwing a tantrum to demand something in return.
I'm really quitting.
They left immediately.
Guangmu Jingang stood there for a long time. The wind blew, and the ashes in the campfire were swept up and scattered in the air.
He came to his senses and, without saying a word, rode the golden light and flew towards Mount Ling.
He has to go back and report.
Although he had absolutely no idea how to start the conversation.
Lingshan, side hall.
Emergency meeting.
Everyone present looked grim.
The words "break up" were like a stone thrown into a pond, splashing water all over everyone's faces.
Puji Mingwang paced back and forth in the meditation room, repeating this seven or eight times until he had almost worn marks on the floor tiles.
"It's been half a year. The pilgrimage has been delayed for a full six months. And now the group has even fallen apart."
He stopped and looked at the people present.
"Who will go and bring the monkey back?"
No one said a word.
Just kidding, with Sun Wukong's temper, anyone who goes will get scolded. Last time, Muzha went and was scolded and sent back. The Five Directions Protectors went and were scared back. Guangmu Vajra went and brought back good news, but it turned out to be a disbandment.
Who would dare take this job?
Guanyin remained seated in the corner without saying a word.
She was the one who strongly advocated for the journey to the West. She was the one who went to Chang'an to find Tang Sanzang, she was the one who arranged the white dragon horse, and she was the one who designed the eighty-one tribulations.
The group has now disbanded.
Where will she put her pride?
"I'll go."
Guanyin stood up.
Everyone in the meditation room breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
If the Bodhisattva himself intervenes, he can definitely handle it.
Guanyin glanced at the crowd, said nothing more, and rode on auspicious clouds out of Mount Ling.
Direction: Flower and Fruit Mountain.
Flower and Fruit Mountain, Water Curtain Cave.
In the two days since Sun Wukong returned, the entire Flower Fruit Mountain has been filled with a festive atmosphere of "the Great King has returned".
The little monkeys slaughtered chickens and sheep, and laid out a table full of fruit wine. The monkey wine was brewed with spring water from the mountain stream and wild fruits. It couldn't compare to the celestial nectar, but it had one advantage: freedom.
Sun Wukong lay on the stone bed, holding a bowl of monkey wine in his left hand and his right hand behind his head, while a group of little monkeys jumped and hopped around him.
nice.
So beautiful.
There are no monsters, no golden headbands, and no 50/50 split.
If I had known that the pilgrimage would be so humiliating, I shouldn't have agreed in the first place.
"Your Majesty! A female Bodhisattva has come!" A little monkey ran in, its voice shrill.
Sun Wukong paused, his hand holding the wine cup still.
He didn't even open his eyes.
"I'm not going."
Outside the Water Curtain Cave, Guanyin stands in front of the waterfall, her white robes dampened by the water mist.
She frowned.
Through the waterfall at the Water Curtain Cave, she heard those two words. She hadn't even seen the person before she was blocked from view.
Guanyin took a deep breath, lifted her robe, and walked through the waterfall.
Inside the Water Curtain Cave, the monkeys scattered in terror when they saw Guanyin enter. Sun Wukong, however, remained still, lying down, but with one eye open.
"We are deeply sorry for failing to greet you properly, Bodhisattva, with your presence."
There wasn't a trace of sincerity in his tone.
Guanyin didn't argue with him and found a clean stone to sit on.
She looked at Sun Wukong, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke.
"Wukong, the journey to the West is a great and meritorious undertaking. After you achieve enlightenment, you will be able to shed this mortal body, ascend to the ranks of immortals, and enjoy eternal peace. Although the journey has been arduous, the sweet reward will come after all the hardships."
The standard persuasive rhetoric starts with empty promises.
Sun Wukong picked up the monkey wine and took a sip.
"Bodhisattva, you've already used this same excuse before. The time before that, and the time before that too. Can't you come up with something new?"
Guanyin was not choked and continued speaking.
"Think about Tang Sanzang. He was a mortal who cultivated for ten lifetimes, all for the sake of obtaining the true scriptures and saving all sentient beings. You are his eldest disciple. What will he do if you leave?"
Sun Wukong's expression shifted slightly.
Master.
This is Guanyin playing the emotional card.
I have to say, it's somewhat useful.
But that's all there is to it.
"Bodhisattva." Sun Wukong sat up, looked into Guanyin's eyes, and spoke with a more serious tone than before.
"How many times have I told you? You can't beat them. You really can't beat them."
"It's not that I want any benefits, it's not that I'm throwing a tantrum, it's just that damn it, I really can't beat him."
"You've investigated twice and say he has no background, and I, Old Sun, believe you. But having no background doesn't mean you can win! Having no background and being unable to win are two different things! Why can't you Buddhists distinguish between them?"
Guanyin looked at him.
Silent for a long time.
Then she said something.
"Wukong, I understand you."
Sun Wukong was taken aback.
understand?
For the past six months, he has said the same thing to everyone in the Buddhist community, and not a single person has understood him. Guanyin, Muzha, the Five Directions Protectors, Guangmu Vajra, and Puji King—everyone reacted the same way after hearing him: You're throwing a tantrum; you're asking for favors.
Now Guanyin says she understands?
Sun Wukong felt a surge of heat in his heart and almost couldn't hold back.
"real?"
"Really." Guanyin smiled slightly. "You've encountered a formidable opponent, and you're hesitant to act rashly because you don't know their strengths and weaknesses." I understand.
Sun Wukong's expression froze.
I understand, but not completely.
"So, I've come up with a solution for you."
Guanyin stretched out her hand, palm facing up, and a golden light flew out from behind her.
The golden light landed and transformed into a divine beast.
It resembles a Qilin, with a single horn on its head, golden fur all over its body, and four hooves treading on clouds.
Listen attentively.
The mount of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the most powerful demon-revealing mirror in the Three Realms. No matter what kind of demon, deity, or incarnation you are, you cannot hide from Di Ting. In the episode of the true and false Monkey Kings, even Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque could not be distinguished, and it was Di Ting who finally identified them.
Di Ting landed on the ground and sat obediently, its golden eyes curiously observing the Water Curtain Cave.