Chapter 452 What are the boundaries?

Zhu Bajie walked on the mountain road with grass leaves in his back and humming a small song. Suddenly, he slipped and rolled down the mountain and fell to the foot of the mountain. He lay on the ground with his limbs spread out and didn't want to move. Looking at the blue sky, I suddenly saw something falling from the sky. It was his rake. Oh, yo-yo!" He jumped up and covered the big bag that was hit by the rake: "Why did it arrive later than me? Which clump of grass and which stone stopped it and made it fall at this time? It doesn't matter, but if I am killed by this thing, how can I think that I will end my life because a bush on a slope of a mountain tens of thousands of miles away from my birthplace? If everything is determined by nature, did God design the long method of countless grass on a mountain thousands of miles away for my death when I was born?

He thought about it for a long time until his bag didn't hurt much. He just looked up at everything around him.

Under the hillside is a piece of farmland, the wind blows green and yellow changing waves, and a village is quietly in the sun.

Zhu Bajie looked at it and opened his mouth wide without feeling that his mouth was flowing down.

Zhu Bajie walked into the village. The village was quiet. I don't know if everyone was still in the field.

He saw a pigsty, walked to the edge of the pen, put his hand on the edge of the circle and looked at the pigs inside humming happily. The little pig squeezed around the sow and arched its white buttocks. The sow stretched its head to the place where the sun was shining and rubbed itching, admiring its hair turning golden in the sun.

Zhu Bajie looked down at himself, and the clothes cut into strips showed new and old marks.

"So I don't know what happiness is." He sighed.

A girl came back from the field with a basket. Walking past her pigsty, she suddenly stopped. She looked into the pigsty and shouted:

"Dad, there is an extra pig in our circle!"

Zhu Bajie lay in the circle and fell asleep with his mouth open.

"You are not welcome here." The sow in the column turned his head and said to Zhu Bajie, "Do you also want to be sold in the town in pieces?"

"You know this, are you still so comfortable?"

"Isn't the pig alive for me? Do we have any other meaning? Why does a wild boar like you exist? There is no reason?

"Yes, there is no reason. I have walked too much to become a Buddha, and I don't know why." Zhu Bajie patted his stomach. If I say that I am not a pig, I am actually a god in heaven, a very powerful god, do you believe it?

"The letter. In fact, I was a fairy flower in the sky in my last life. We must have met in the sky.

"Oh? What was your last life like?

"Well... short legs, big belly, long nose, big ears, and a pair of wings!"

"Damn it! You are the most imaginative pig I have ever seen!"

"What!" Huahua shouted, "Is there anything more beautiful than this?"

"...Yes." Zhu Bajie looked at the roof of the shed, "If I've never been a pig, if I've never seen her beauty, if I've never seen such a vast galaxy..."

"What if I've seen it? I never think that the Milky Way is more beautiful than the pig trough. In my opinion, the beauty of human beings is simply a pig. If you have always been a Zhu Bajie, you won't feel this pain at all. You are as happy as God.

"But a man can cut you into the shape he wants at any time!"

"No, if the wheat is not cooked, they will not harvest it. If I don't grow to a catty, they will not kill me. Pigs and people are just things dominated by rules. In order to live, they have to act like machinery. If they don't want to live like this, they will be punished by God. If you can follow this rule, eat when you should eat and be eaten when you should be eaten, you will be like them. They die and die in the chaos and the plague. They also have no strength to resist. We can't resist people, and people can't resist God. We are just parts of countless exquisite designs in the world, one pushing the other, turning endlessly, and there is no difference. The more you know, the more you know that you can't manipulate its operation, and the more you know how small and powerless you are. From this point of view, pigs are greater than people.

Are pigs all thinkers? You are even more thoughtful than my master. If people know that a pig is despised their wisdom, will they all be pissed off?

"But I still hope to become a human." The sow's head stuck to the ground to make a longing, "I don't know why. I know that it's more painful to be a man than to be a pig... It would be nice to be a fairy. You can have whatever you want."

"If that's the case, it's really boring." Zhu Bajie thought about it.

"Ah? Then do you still want to go to the west?

"I don't want to go to the west at all! But I have no choice at all!"

"Isn't it true?"

"No, I can't exceed that limit..."

"Boundaries?"

"It's the barrier made by God to set the direction of your fate. You can't go where their will is not allowed."

"Oh, I see."

"Do you understand?! You are a pig. Do you understand that I can't figure out such a profound thing? Don't insult me and the wisdom of God!"

"But are you talking about a pigsty?"

"..."

"You can go out. I can go out at any time as long as I want," the sow looked at the broken wooden fence and said, "The question is, why should I go out? Give me a reason."

"Can you go out at any time? Just one reason?"

"Yes, didn't you come in from the outside?"

"Yes, but I used to run out of here."

"Now you're back. It's very hard outside."

"It turns out that in my whole life, I have been pursuing pain..." Zhu Bajie pondered.

"Yes, that's right to think so. If you cross a boundary, you will get another boundary. Your space is getting bigger and bigger, but the more you can't find what you are looking for.

Zhu Bajie pondered for a long time and suddenly said, "I understand."

"Do you understand?" There is joy in the eyes of the flowers.

"If you are really a pig, I will eat my nose!" Zhu Bajie jumped up and showed his nail rake. "Let's show your appearance."

The light was bright, the pigsty melted in the light, and Zhu Bajie found himself in a huge temple. The gods sit high.

"Zhu Bajie, have you realized it?" The voice of the light said that the strong light came, so that Zhu Bajie could not see the person in the light clearly.

"My master hasn't realized it yet. Have I realized it first? What about Tang Sanzang?"

"He is deviant and has God's punishment."

"Okay, hehe, is it like meeting me?" Zhu Bajie smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Is there anything beyond the good boundary that can't be known, hehe?

"It's not that you can't know, you shouldn't know. Why don't you take the thousands of volumes of Buddhist scriptures there? Do you have to take another way?"

"You have to ask Tang Monk. At the beginning, it was the Bodhisattva who asked us to follow him to the west, but now he can't find a way to run away. The monkey flies with the little goblin. Can't you ask the old pig to get the scriptures? History will not write a pig to bring the scriptures back to Dongtu, hahahahaha..."

"Neriously!" The Luohan guardian on one side shouted.

"If..." The voice in the light said, "Are you no longer a pig?"

Zhu Bajie's heart moved. Something had been throwing into the bottom of his heart and splashed his emotions. First, it was salty, like tears, and then the tears of the woman waiting for him were sour, like 500 years of sadness, and then bitter. That was the wind and dust along the way, then it was fishy, blood, and it was bitten when looking at the bright moon in pain at night. The blood that my tongue swallows into my stomach is the blood that every time I want to kill everyone in my dream and then laugh wildly and bathe in it!

"Go, go... Go to you!" He scolded, "Now I love to be a pig. I like it. No one fucking wants to change me. I'm like this. Don't mess with me!"

There was a sound of sob in the seats around.

"How can a good person become like this?"

"The Tang monk is really a magic barrier!"

"This pig is really stupid and ignorant."

"Get out of here! Come down for me!" Zhu Bajie fell into madness, roaring and dancing and rakeing.

Those voices turned into bursts of wild laughter, sharp and strange, and the hall disappeared, and bursts of demon fog went straight up to the sky.

"I'm kidding you, stupid pig!"

"Are you serious? Do you really think you have seen the Buddha?

"Hahahaha, hee hee..."

"The King of the Golden Horn said, if you don't get the dial, just go to hell--"

Countless dark shadows shuttled past the pig. He raised the nail rake and built it around, but one could not reach it, and one scar after another appeared on his body.

Zhu Bajie suddenly lost his strength. He knelt on the ground, rubbed his head on the ground, and couldn't help shaking.

"What's wrong with me? I can't control myself. I have to be patient no matter what I say. I have to laugh no matter what I suffer. I want to go back... I want to go home!" He pounded the ground, "But what can I do? Let me kneel down and beg those three people to go to the west to relieve my suffering? Tang Monk can't get out of the labyrinth. Sun Wukong can't kill himself. Sha Monk can't find those fragments. It's all impossible! It's too simple for some people! But we are not them, we are not!"

The pig suddenly raised his head and looked up to the sky and shouted word by word, "Although I am a pig!" But I don't, Ren, you, you, Zhai!!"

The roar rolled up the wind, and the dark shadow creaked and was blown away. The clouds dispersed and the moon reappeared in the sky. The pig got up, burst into tears, trembling, and couldn't tell the direction. He looked up, and the moonlight stroked his face.

"West day, I'm going to the west day, but I can't remember you when I get to the west day. I can't go to the west day. I won't go to the west day. I will never see you. I'm lost. I'm going to die on the road, but I will think of you. I promised you..."

He fell to the ground with a plop, and a few dust flew up and was sent straight to the sky by the wind. The cold moon was blurred in the dust.