Literary version:
After becoming a god, before traveling to the west, they gathered together on the precipice of the prehistoric times.
The destiny is heavy, and the body is involved in the chess game.
The Buddha wanted to save me, but the six realms forced me, but he didn't ask me where my heart was or where my mind was.
I still remember that in Yaotai, an elder said:
"She is a fairy and you are a demon."
So what?
If I have a heart, if she has no fear, the world will be void, and the way of heaven will not be able to stop it.
Theater version:
Nervous and cute little girl + innocent loyal dog monkey =
"Junior sister, Master said there is no more food left in the elixir."
He threw the elixir stolen by his senior brother into his mouth and chewed it, chewed it and swallowed it: "... Oh."
The heartless and cute girl + the shrewd and loyal dog monkey =
"Junior sister, Master said that you are not allowed to leave Lingtai Mountain until you complete these magic arts."
"What?! Senior brother! Let's run back to Huaguo Mountain!"
Run away smoothly~
Cute girl with pseudo-facial paralysis + sinister loyal dog monkey =
"Junior sister, Master said Journey to the West is over. I have not become a Buddha."
"Then let's pack up and travel to the three realms~! (^O^)/~"
Looking at each other, they were full of smiles.
Author's words:
We only live a hundred years, and life is a story, but not always the one we expect.
Heroes have never been unparalleled, and love dreams are hard to come true again and again?
It doesn't matter, I'll write one for you.
(In short, I originally wanted to write a rigorous story, but my imagination changed it into a silly and sweet one...
There is no perfect method in the world. I would rather lose to the Tathagata than to your Majesty.
Holy Mother, moral kidnapper, stay away from my article, okay? Who asked you to click in?
I won't change my story because of moral kidnapping. Watch it if you want, and get out if you don't.
Finally, thank you to the girls who have always liked this article, come and let me give you a touch~
One sentence summary: Give our mutual favorite Wukong a happier ending than becoming a Buddha.
The author has something to say: Late-stage patients with glassy heart and loyal supporters of the Gao Jie Party can rest assured.
I made the cover myself ~ I hope you all like it ~
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