The cold wind blew, and Zixia's eyelids felt a little sleepy. She listened to the sound of the waterfall falling down in front of the water curtain cave. The fish happily floated and fell in the water, dived and rose, but all the comfort was broken by the monkeys playing in the mountains, but Zixia was not bored, because she just liked to see unrestrained creatures and enjoy a free life.

The wind understood the loneliness of the mountain, bulged her body and whistled through the green mountains and forests, and at the same time evoked Zixia's thoughts. The brocade scenery gradually faded away. She remembered the scene of her first visit to Huaguo Mountain.

That year, that month, that day, that snow.

"The unforgettable past events, the unforgettable three thousand times of the world. Sun Wukong, I, Zixia, will not marry you in this life, and no matter you or Huaguo Mountain, they all belong to me."

"Zixia, I'm a monster after all..."

"I don't care, I'll wait for you."

When Sun Wukong set out on the road to obtain the scriptures in the West, what was left of Huaguo Mountain? Zixia waited for a long time. She was guarding the returnees in the direction of Lingshan every day, but unexpectedly, he had already put on a cassock and became a passerby.

"Dou Zhan Sheng Buddha, do you still remember me?"

"I will never forget you and Huaguoshan."

“Is it really that important to become a Buddha?”

Sun Wukong shivered, reached out and touched the golden hoop on his forehead. His heart was constantly struggling. After a long hesitation, his words broke the promise.

"Zixia, I'm sorry for you."

Three thousand prosperity, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years later, just a song of tea left is cold. The messy robe in the wind is desolate and beautiful. Whoever condenses into beads in the cold air and slowly falls into Zixia's palms. She does not stop him, nor does he look back. No matter how beautiful the butterfly is, it can't fly to the sea.

Looking back at the other side, even though he found that the passing scene was really long and the noisy and hustle and bustle brought Zixia from memory back to reality, he opened his eyes, but saw a huge fireball falling from the sky like a meteorite, aiming straight at Huaguo Mountain and falling down. With a loud bang, the water curtain cave collapsed. The monkey and monkey grandson fled everywhere in fright. When Zixia looked up, she heard the voice she hated most in her life, which was the chuckle of Tathagata.

"Fairy Zixia, if you don't leave Huaguo Mountain, you will be buried in the sea of ​​fire with the demon monkey's hometown."

Tathagata's voice echoed in the sky, only hearing its sound, but not seeing its shape. When Zixia heard Tathagata call Sun Wukong a demon monkey, although the reason was unknown, a trace of joy flashed through her heart. She retorted: "The Five Elements Mountain has suppressed him for five hundred years, and the invisible shackles locked the unyielding heart. He has been a Buddha for hundreds of years, and you will still call him a demon in the end."

"I will ask you if you want to leave Huaguo Mountain!"

"Huaguo Mountain is his hometown, and I, Zixia, do not allow you to trample on the Tathagata."

Tathagata said "unawareness", dozens of fireballs broke through the clouds and quickly fell to Huaguo Mountain. Before the fireball hit the ground, it had already made a loud noise. Zixia's eyes were red. Even though her heart was full of hatred, how could her magic power resist Tathagata? She could only watch the terrifying flames in the sky fall like a rainstorm.

“Ahhhh…”

“Ahhhh…”

“Ahhhh…”

The wailing sounds of monkeys enveloped Huaguo Mountain in the dead silence. The sky had already become a sea of ​​fire. Huaguo Mountain was about to become a volcano. The once lush trees were burned and withered in the fire. Zixia could only choose to help the monkeys of Huaguo Mountain escape. The ruthless fireball had no intention of stopping at all. Zixia smelled the burning smell from her feet. The charred body like black charcoal couldn't help but take a few steps back. A fireball fell not far away next to her without warning. From the corner of her eyes, a little monkey was forcibly pushed out the range of fireballs. The little monkey's mother wailed in pain in the flames. The little monkey cried and begged Zixia: "Sister Zixia, save my mother!"

Zixia rushed towards the little monkey, but before she could run a few steps, another fireball fell in front of her and was bounced away by the strong impact. A deep pit was left on the ground, and the little monkey disappeared into the fire.

"No ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

At this moment, the world suddenly became quiet. Zixia held her breath and watched these innocent monkeys die under the Tathagata. What mistake did they make? The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and that demon is not one of them? Who is willing to be a demon?

The woman in the fire spread her arms and jumped up towards the sky with fire clouds. The blazing flames suddenly turned in direction, and as Zixia's body surrounded it into a huge vortex.

"Huaguo Mountain was born from the creation of the sky and the earth. There is a monkey king in the mountains. The gods in all directions are afraid, the ghost soldiers in the five mountains are frightened, the universe and the universe are chaotic, the seven underworlds are difficult to distinguish, who is the supreme world in the eight directions? The Nine Transformations are cultivated to immortalize the body. His name is the Great Sage of the Monkey King--Sun Wukong!"

The moment she shouted her name, countless forces instantly erupted from her body, and the fireball falling in the air was also changed. She still overwhelmed Tathagata for the name of the heavens. The purple shawl went up against the sky and collided with the fireball in the air.

A vortex of flames burst out with red light, turning the morning into the setting sun. The loud noise that could not be described in words shocked the entire sky. Everything was like the arrival of the doomsday. The monkey who had escaped from death vaguely saw a lonely and sad purple figure in the air and slowly disappeared.

Maybe it was a look back in the previous life, or a missed person in the next life, but it was a mistake to meet each other in this life, which only added a fruitless marriage.

"Your name is Monkey King-Sun Wukong."

Three thousand true fires ignited Zixia's body. The people in the Burning Flame endured the pain and used their last life to protect the Huaguo Mountain that belonged to her. For the last glance in the Burning Flame, she saw a monkey reborn in the fire wave to her. After this glance, only gray fell in the wind. Zixia died, but she asked for a trace of vitality for the monkey in the Burning Flame. Tathagata held Zixia's soul with his hand and asked in confusion: "For him, would you rather die than escape?"

...

In front of the tomb of the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons, the figure of the monkey and the monkey were no longer there, but the black hair and the drunk Taoist were silently guarding it.

"What are you trying to cheer up the monkeys?"

Qingsi smiled and said, "Do you still remember those three glasses of wine? Just like that, from now on, the mountains and rivers will never meet."

Zui Taoist lamented: "Xuannv, I didn't expect that I deleted your memory, but you still couldn't forget him."
Chapter completed!