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Chapter 45 Good Luck

 Wukong entered the cave step by step.

I saw that this cave was not as dark and windy as its name suggests.

There is a well in the cave, and the sunlight falls in and shines on the pines and peaches and plums, making it even more green and bright.

Clusters of flowers are in full bloom, and clusters of grass and trees are fragrant.

A pair of couplets hangs on both sides of the second door:

Quietly hidden in the mountains without worries;

Living in a secluded fairy cave is a happy and innocent place.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this is the fairy cave.

Wukong thought to himself, "This black man is also a fairy with a high temper and far-reaching goals."

He walked through the second door and continued forward to the third door.

Within the three gates are the painted buildings, carved beams, houses and pavilions.

It is no different from the place where wealthy people live.

Wukong saw that the black man was wearing black and dark green silk clothes and a beautifully embroidered cloak.

The hat on the head and the boots on the feet are both very particular.

When the black man saw the traveler coming in, he stood up first, straightened his clothes, and walked down the steps to greet him.

"Old friend Jinchi, I haven't seen each other for a long time, but I feel very cordial when I see you today."

"Please sit down, please sit down."

The elders of Jinchi who were transformed by Wukong have done all the etiquette and sat down for tea. Let’s have tea.

The black man leaned slightly and said, "I just sent the invitation to my old friend here, and we will talk about it the day after tomorrow. Why did my old friend come today?"

Wukong said, "I was walking this way when I met the envoy and saw an elegant gathering admiring the Buddha's robes. So I came here anxiously and asked to see him."

The black monster chuckled and said, "Old friend, this is wrong. This Buddha's robe and cassock originally belonged to that Tang monk."

"How could you not have seen him and your Zen monastery, and instead want me to come here to have a look?"

Wukong replied, "Yesterday the poor monk and the Tang monk borrowed it. It was dark and my eyes were cloudy. Before I could appreciate it carefully, my Zen temple was in trouble."

“I don’t know where this cassock was left.”

"There is a monk in Tang Dynasty who has very powerful supernatural powers."

"He is looking for you, Your Majesty. You will have great blessings. Take the cassock and come here."

"That's why I came here just to have a look."

Wukong was doing something and praising himself, and he felt very happy.

Unexpectedly, a little monster patrolling the mountain came in and reported.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's not good! It's not good!"

"The comrade sent by the Dongfu to submit the petition was knocked unconscious by Sun Xingzhe in the Guanyin Temple. At this moment, he is hanging on the wall with his hands and feet, exposed to the sun."

When the black monster heard this, he was shocked. The facts were inconsistent with what the elder in front of him said.

He thought to himself, "Could the elder Jinchi in front of me be the transformation of Sun Wukong? I heard that he can change in those seventy-two ways, but unfortunately I don't have the method to distinguish, so I can't tell the difference."

"If there is something strange besides this, it is that this elder has been dawdling in the past, so why did he come so quickly today?"

"In this way, the guy in front of me must be Na Bi Mawen!"

He shouted, "Don't lie to me about Buddha's robes!"

The black monster jumped up and took the black tassel spear.

He thrust forward, thinking of Sun Xingzhe.

Wukong showed his true appearance, and hurriedly took out the golden cudgel from his ear, holding it with both hands horizontally, blocking the oncoming spear tip.

He jumped back and jumped out of the hall.

And in that well, the fight ended outside the door.

The little monsters inside and outside the cave were all trembling with fear.

Covering your head, sticking your butt out, and lying on the ground.

The two fought from the entrance of the cave to the top of the mountain, and then from the top of the mountain to outside the cloud.

The mist and wind blew away the clouds of tranquility.

Flying sand and rocks disturbed the clear spring water.

The red sun sets in the west and the sun sets.

There is still no difference in victory or defeat.

The monster suddenly said, "You traveler named Sun, it's getting late today, please stop and come back tomorrow. I will fight you to the death!"

No one will feel comfortable being stopped like this twice.

Wukong scratched his head and scratched his head, and shouted loudly, "Son, don't leave! If you want to fight, then fight, why did you spend that night just talking about prevarication!"

After the traveler finished speaking, he swung his stick to hit his head.

The black man turned into a gust of breeze again, retreated into the cave, and stayed behind closed doors.

Wukong stood outside the cave gate, not wanting to ruin this beautiful scenery.

He thought to himself, "The commotion this time is quite big, but I wonder if those on duty have notified him in place and reported it to the backstage."

The traveler yelled and cursed a few times at the door, then returned to the Guanyin Temple.

He pressed the cloud head and landed in front of Li Fu.

He said, "Master! Master! I'm back!"

Li Fu was just like at noon. He didn't ask where the cassock was, but called him, "Wukong, come and eat."

Wukong is a sensitive monkey, and he always has a heart of gratitude and virtue.

He dined with Li Fu.

Eat without speaking.

Dinner is over.

He was slightly disappointed and said, "Master, that monster has some abilities. I transformed into the old peeler and entered his cave."

"I just had a cup of tea from him, and I wanted to trick him into taking out the cassock and admiring it."

"Unexpectedly, a little mountain monster suddenly came in and reported that the monster sending invitations was tied up in Guanyin Temple."

"The black monster saw through my true identity, and he started fighting with me."

"The fight lasted from afternoon to evening."

"I want to fight again, but he insists on going home at night, hiding in a cave, and staying behind closed doors."

"I saw that his cave was very exquisite and took a lot of effort, so I didn't want to destroy it."

"Old Sun, I have no other way to enter it, so I have to return temporarily."

Li Fu said, "Don't be impatient. The cassock will eventually be recovered, not just this day and night."

Wukong nodded, his master's forgiving heart made him feel comfortable and sad at the same time.

He turned around and asked the director who was serving Li Fu, "Your master and that black monster are friends with each other. Could it be that your master is also a monster?"

After hearing this, the master of the courtyard hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed several times before raising his head and explaining the whole story.

"Master! My master is a human being! He is a human being!"

"It's just because the Black King has also cultivated the human realm, transformed into a human form, and often comes to the Zen monastery to lecture on sutras with my master."

"Over time, he taught my master some methods of nourishing the spirit and conquering the spirit, so he became my friend."

Wukong said, "I have long seen that you are not very demonic. You are all fat-headed, big-eared, and have fat intestines and round bellies. Apart from the things that are not very common, you can still be regarded as human beings."

He turned to his master and said, "Master! I saw on the invitation that he called himself Xiong Zhu, so he must be a black bear spirit."

Li Fu asked curiously, "I don't understand the mystery, but how can such a beast be cultivated into a spirit?"

Wukong enjoyed the feeling of having someone to ask for advice. He liked to teach others, "Master, you don't know something. I am also a beast, Sun. I have become the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. I am no different from him."

"Roughly speaking, all things in the world and those with nine orifices can become immortals through cultivation."
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