Time passes gradually.

With the concerted efforts of the monkeys, the monument of the Great Sage, which had been standing in the cave for many years, finally fell down.

With a 'bang', a large area of ​​dust was raised.

"It's done!"

"I've left, there are still a few spiritual peach trees in the back mountain, waiting for us to dig!"

"When I set out tomorrow, I will bring about this monument..."

The monkeys swayed away from the cave with their tools.

Only Sun Fan was still staring at the Great Saint Monument in a daze.

His eyes were scattered, but he fell into the state of chaos in his thoughts again.

However, this time, there was no sound in my ears: "Constant!"

There was no scene in front of me where the golden monkey was stationary in the seven fairies acted recklessly.

There is no horrifying scene with the seven fairies scattering black air and ferocious faces.

I saw an old TV with bad signals, flashing and flowers... After a long time, a strange picture appeared, sometimes far and sometimes near.

It seemed... it was a group of monkeys. They knelt on the ground, prostrated toward a stone tablet, and kept worshiping. Some were angry and some were crying...

a long time.

The picture gradually dissipated. Sun Fan felt lost, but gained nothing.

"Hey~Not right!"

"What's this?"

He squatted down and wiped a few handfuls at the bottom of the Great Sage Monument.

Suddenly, a ray of golden light penetrated through the soil and oozed out.

Sun Fan was even more surprised and worked hard to dig out the soil little by little. The golden light became more and more prosperous, making people unable to open their eyes...

finally.

The fingertips touched the hard base of the stele.

Sweeping away the remaining soil, Sun Fan looked at the base of the stone tablet with a hazy golden light. He saw golden hairs, which seemed to form one text after another.

"Is this...monkey hair?"

He opened his eyes hard, and tears kept flowing out under the stimulation of the golden light. Finally... finally... he saw the words at the bottom of the monument clearly... "Qi-Tian-Da-Saint-Sun Wukong-Zhi"

“……之……之……之墓?”

‘Boom~~’

As soon as Sun Fan let go, he subconsciously stepped back and sat on the ground.

For a moment, I felt my forehead buzzing.

"The Tomb of the Monkey King - Sun Wukong."

The disbelief in his heart made Sun Fan unable to help but yell: "How is it possible! How is this possible! He is clearly a battle-fighting Buddha in Lingshan! This is clearly a monument to record the great achievements of the Monkey King, how can it be his tombstone! Is this still an epitaph?"

Is Sun Wukong dead?

How could Sun Wukong die?

He is the Monkey King! How could he die?

Sun Fan could not believe it at all, but an inexplicable sadness arose in his heart.

This monument... is a monument that monkeys in Huaguo Mountain have been migrating and carrying for hundreds of years!

At this moment, something seemed to collapse in his heart, shattering one by one.

"The White Dragon Horse will die... Tang Monk may die... Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk may die... But Sun Wukong..."

He is an existence that cannot be killed by gods and Buddhas in the sky, how could he die?

"Wait!" Sun Fan suddenly shuddered.

"If this is Sun Wukong's tombstone, who is the old monkey who tells the story in the back mountain? Who is the Fighting and Warring Buddha on the Xitianling Mountain?"

He suddenly stood up and ran towards the cave in the back mountain.

The breeze blew, and golden monkey hairs floated in the wind...

A quarter of an hour later.

Sun Fan rushed to the cave in the back mountain. He felt relieved when he heard that there was still movement inside.

Slow down and enter the cave.

"Yeah...yah...yah,yah..."

The old monkey sat on the stone platform, lowered his head and hummed the song.

The Buddhist beads in your hand are ticking.

The dim light, falling on it in wisps, always gives people an inexplicable desolation.

Sun Fan stepped forward and sat under the stone stage.

He looked up at the old monkey's face hidden in the shadow and said to himself:

"Some people say that he helped Tang Seng obtain the true scriptures and enfeoffed the Buddha of Fighting and War."

"From then on Lingshan."

"Some people also say... the one who became a Buddha was not him at all."

"The real him has long died on the way westward."

"Someone said..."

Sun Fan suddenly stopped.

He found that a line of turbid tears slowly slid down the old monkey's face.

The old voice came, and the old monkey waved his hand and said slowly: "Some people say... Journey to the West has never happened."

"He is just a storyteller made up... a monkey!"

"Oh."

"hehe……"

"Ha ha"

The old monkey was giggling.

Sun Fan also smiled and sneered.

But in the end, his sneer did not receive a response from the old monkey. After telling that short story, it... fell asleep again. It seemed like it was just an image that remained in the infinite cycle between heaven and earth, and could only tell stories.

"Ha~~" Sun Fan sneered again.

"It seems that you are indeed not the monkey in my heart. How could that monkey cry?"

He finished speaking on his own, stood up and left silently.

Back to the underground cave.

But I found that the golden monkey hair on the base of the Great Sage Monument had disappeared inexplicably.

The words composed of monkey hair seem to be just an illusion.

Half a day later.

A fierce quarrel broke out on the top of Huaguo Mountain.

"What did you say? Don't leave? This is impossible! The wolf demon in Black Wind Mountain is powerful, and it was killed or injured in our hands last time. They will definitely make a comeback within a few days!"

"Elder, if everything goes back, there will be no way out."

"If you don't retreat, will you watch the monkeys and grandsons destroy their lives in this Black Wind Mountain?" Elder Tongbei looked at Sun Fan with disbelief.

"It was because you gave in and walked for hundreds of years that you only walked from Huaguo Mountain to this Black Wind Mountain."

Sun Fan sat cross-legged in front of him, extremely calm.

Elder Tongbei stood in the cold wind of the mountain, shook his head, completely unable to understand Sun Fan's thoughts, "Don't leave... I'll wait here for the wolf demon to eat our flesh and drink our blood. Will we turn our flesh and blood into nutrients for their bodies?"

"They can eat us, and we can naturally eat them too." Sun Fan said lightly.

However.

Elder Tongbei and the White Ape looked at him as if they were looking at a madman.

Wolf-eating demon?

When the real Black Wind Mountain wolf demon attacked with a force of ten thousand pounds, there were only hundreds of monkeys in Huaguo Mountain, what should I eat?

"Even if you leave here, will there be no monsters outside eat us? Elder, you can escape for a while, but you can't escape for a lifetime." Sun Fan took a deep breath,
To be continued...