Chapter 197 The True and False Monkey King

Chapter 197 The True and False Monkey King

After dinner, Zhang An rested in the yard.

Zhang Antie brought a group of young followers over. Judging by their appearance, they must have come to watch TV.

Journey to the West has been playing in the evenings during this period, with two episodes every night.

These naughty kids have their eyes fixed on the TV.

Some time ago, because they were thinking about watching TV all day long, Zhang An set a time limit for watching TV.

You can watch TV every day if you want. You can do your homework and bring it over to Zhang An for inspection.

If the homework is completed well, let them play TV.

If someone’s homework is not finished or there are too many mistakes, then go back and write it again.

Actually, it's not that Zhang An and Zhang An have too much control, but that among these dolls, there are either younger brothers, sisters, or nephews and nieces.

Basically, everyone is related to each other, but Zhang An is a little more attentive. Anyway, idle time is idle.

But let’s not talk about it. Some people are born smart, but their brains are not in the right place.

In order to have more fun, I actually learned to copy my homework.

But Zhang An found out in the end. This is not a good habit.

Of course, Zhang An has a way to deal with them. No matter who copied whom, neither of them is allowed to watch TV.

After two more visits, their problem was cured.

"Brother, we have finished our homework."

Before Zhang An could say anything, the monkeys took the initiative to hand their homework books to Zhang An for inspection.

Zhang An took them one by one and opened the homework book to look at it.

Although Zhang An hasn’t read a book for a long time, he can still read things from elementary school.

"Brother, please hurry up, Journey to the West is about to begin."

Watching Zhang An check slowly, Zhang Tie was a little anxious, worried that he would miss the exciting places later.

"What's the rush? It's still news now. If you're worried about not being able to catch up, why don't you come earlier."

Soon, Zhang An finished flipping through the homework and handed it to Zhang Tie.

"Tiewa, I remember telling you a few days ago that I asked you to pay attention to your writing. Look at the words you write, which are like those written by a chicken."

The words are like the person. Although what he said may not be correct, it is something that will follow him throughout his life.

Zhang An still hopes that they can write neatly and look better.

"Brother An, I'm already practicing the copybook you gave me."

Zhang Tie was a little afraid that Zhang An would say later that he wouldn't be allowed to watch TV if he couldn't write this word well in the future.

So hurry up and defend yourself first.

"Remember to take time to practice every day. I will check it later, go ahead."

After checking Zhang Tie's homework book, move on to the next one.

"Haijun, are you copying other people's homework?"

The child in front of you is Zhang Haijun, the son of a cousin of Zhang An.

Last time, this naughty kid copied other people’s homework, and he made the same mistakes that most people who copy homework make.

The words written by others are a little more sloppy, 2 on the notebook.

The result here becomes 3, which is still the formula given in the question.

It’s really difficult to prevent Zhang An from finding out.

After spending a few minutes reading their homework.

Seeing that the time was about to reach eight o'clock, Zhang An waved his hand and let them in to watch TV.

Of course, the Great Sage bore the brunt, sitting in the middle of the first row, in the proper C seat.

Although Li Yao's house has a TV, Zhang An's house has more children.

After dinner, I ran over to join them.

Children are like this. They don’t like to be alone and like to play with other people.

On the TV at night, the real and fake Sun Wukong happened to be on.

Zhang An didn’t care about the kids in the village, but this episode really killed the Monkey King’s CPU.

When watching the real and fake senior brothers come out, the Great Sage obviously couldn't sit still.

Pointing at Zhang An, he pointed at Wukong on the left and Wukong on the right.

It can be seen that the CPU in this kid's head is starting to smoke.

Why, okay, suddenly there are two identical people.

But the child was so anxious that he was doing somersaults in the lobby.

"Oh, why is this Tang Monk so stupid? Can't you tell the difference?"

On the TV, the real and fake monkeys were playing and they were looking for someone to identify them.

The first person I looked for was Tang Seng, who spent time with Sun Wukong day and night. But when they saw this scene just now, the children were very angry.

Because Tang Seng in the play couldn't tell the difference, they had to let them try elsewhere.

"Oh? If you were Tang Monk, how would you tell the difference?"

Zhang An looked at Zhang Tie who was a little excited, and suddenly became interested.

"This is not simple. Only one of the two tightening curses is true, so one of them must be pretending to be in pain. As long as the false thoughts are not true, Tang Seng can tell which one is true and which one is false."< br>
Zhang Tie looked at Zhang An proudly, "Brother, do you think this is true?"

Zhang An really didn't expect that Zhang Tie could still think of it at such an old age. These.

"Not bad, not bad."

Zhang An was very satisfied with Zhang Tie's performance.

When Zhang An later read Journey to the West, he was also older, and most of them just passed by without thinking at all.

Short videos are so developed in later generations, Zhang An also came across some videos about this.

At that moment, Zhang An also became interested and started telling stories with the boys next to him.

“Actually, when the truth is false, the false is also true.”

Since the appearance of the six-eared macaque, truth and falsehood have become insignificant.

After fighting the two real and fake monkeys for a long time, they successively asked Tang Monk, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, Dragon King, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jade Emperor, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Listening, Tathagata Buddha and others to distinguish between them.

Forget it about Monk Tang, there is nothing you can do if people don’t want to talk about it.

But why do Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng and Liu Er know about the daily interactions between their fellow apprentices?

Someone must have revealed it to the six-eared macaque, and maybe even made him watch it like a movie several times.

When looking for other gods from all walks of life, most of them can't tell the difference.

On TV, there are only two people who can tell the difference between real and fake monkeys.

One is the underground Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who after all has a mount like Tingting.

It’s just that he didn’t dare to say it in front of the two of them.

The second is the Tathagata of Leiyin Temple in the West Sky.

At the end of the play, the Tathagata revealed his true body with six ears and covered it with a golden bowl.

However, it is obvious that the children in front of the TV are not good enough to tell the difference.

In the play, although Liu Er pulled a group of monkeys and monkeys, they transformed into Tang Monk and a group of people.

But such a trick cannot always be used in Xitian Leiyin Temple.

Liu'er himself is very capable and other gods can't see it, but how can those monkeys and grandsons escape?

Looking at Zhang Tie's serious expression, he heard what he said was so serious.

The more Zhang Any said, the higher his interest became. Zhang An had been caught in the rain when he was a child, so now he wanted to tear off their umbrellas.

Isn’t it just ruining childhood? In this way, everyone can experience the feeling of being caught in the rain.

Since Liu Er can transform into a monkey, it is indistinguishable to all the gods and immortals.

How much skill does it take? Does such a person still need to eat Tang Monk meat to achieve immortality?

"Well, let me ask you a question."

Zhang An looked around at the little kids before asking the question.

“On TV, why are some monsters not killed while others are killed?”

After hearing the question clearly, each primary school student began to think carefully, and some were still counting on their fingers.

“Brother, those who were not killed are the mounts of the gods, they took them back.”

Isn’t this the truth, those who were not killed were taken back by the gods from all walks of life. .

These monsters are all related to the gods in the sky. They are either the mounts of so-and-so, or the pets of so-and-so.

The only ones who were really killed were a few unrelated little monsters.

So this is why Monkey Sun was able to cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace before he learned the scriptures, and the gods had nothing to do with him.

But after learning the scriptures, whenever you encounter a monster, you have to go to heaven for help.

It’s not that I can’t beat them, I really don’t dare to fight them. They are all related households, so I can’t beat them.

But then again, since it is a mount and a pet, why does it keep escaping.

Such a thing, once, twice or three times can be said to be careless, but if it happens dozens of times, it is a bit unbelievable.

"Zhang Tie, do you usually dare to fight with the son of your principal or teacher?"

Zhang Tie quickly shook his head upon hearing this.

"You dare, but you dare not take action, because they will sue the parents, and then we will be invited to the school."

Zhang An was amused when he heard this, it seems that this guy I have really fought with others.

"This is the same as Sun Wukong. There are many monsters that he doesn't dare to fight to death because they have fairy parents."

At this point, a group of children looked like they were like this look.

"Let me ask you another question, is Tang Seng stupid?"

Zhang Tie nodded quickly, that was what he thought before, this Tang Seng is stupid.

"You are wrong. If he is stupid, how can he become the emperor's imperial disciple."

So it's not that Tang Seng doesn't know how to identify, but that he doesn't want to identify.

Combined with the superior truth listening, it has been distinguished, but Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha did not dare to speak directly.

Some people say that they are afraid of fake monkeys making trouble in the underworld, but with real monkeys around, Zhang An doesn’t think they can make trouble.

It can only be said that there is an unknown story behind it.

Although Ksitigarbha did not say anything, he pointed directly to the West and asked them to find Tathagata.

In the end Tathagata did as they wished, saying one was true and the other was false.

The fake monkey, which the Tathagata said was a six-eared macaque, was knocked to death by another one with a stick on the spot.

Previously, the two could fight from the sky to the ground, but now there is such a disparity in strength.

Who is covering up something?

Furthermore, the initiator of the project to obtain Buddhist scriptures is Tathagata, and the person discerning at this moment is also Tathagata.

If the person who died was a fake monkey, then why not let Ksitigarbha say it directly.

So it really doesn’t matter who is the real monkey. As long as the Tathagata says he is a real monkey, then the fake monkey is also a real monkey.

And why is it necessary to do this? Think about the birth of Sun Wukong.

Thinking about what he did later, he had already offended everyone who deserved to be offended.

Usually he is still unruly and unruly and refuses to obey the discipline of Buddhism.

How can such a subordinate allow you to learn Buddhist scriptures and become a Buddha? It is better to find someone who is obedient.

"That doesn't mean that the real Wukong was killed in the end? Why is this Tathagata so bad?"

After listening to Zhang An telling these heretical stories, the doll next to him They have obviously been led astray by Zhang An.

"Look, you are still struggling with what is true and what is false. Haven't we already said it? It doesn't matter what is true or false. The important thing is to learn from the experience."

A group of The children are still young and some cannot accept such stories.

Zhang An was quite happy. After all, he tore off the children's umbrellas and let everyone get in the rain together, which made everyone feel balanced.

When the time came, Zhang An also drove them back to sleep. After all, they had to go to class tomorrow.

A few days later, it was already the end of June, and the primary school in the village was about to hold its final exam.

Zhang An didn't put on the TV at home during this period, and everyone who came over asked them to go back the way they came.

The exam was about to take place and they still wanted to watch TV. Zhang An drove them all home to review.

The study atmosphere is so good now, but if you don’t pay close attention, you will be worse than a college student.

After all, college students will work hard for a few days before the final exam to prepare for the exam.

"Zhang An, will you be okay later?"

"No, uncle, just tell me what you need."

Zhang An smiled He said, getting a stool for Zhang Jianwen.

"I won't sit down. If you're okay, the school will bring a cart of desks over later. Go and help unload them."

"Okay, I'll see if they arrive later, I'll go over there."

Anyway, Zhang An has nothing to do at the moment, so he went to the school to help unload the goods.

After Zhang Jianwen finished speaking, he left. He probably had to call others.

Not long after, a large military green truck appeared at the stone pass opposite.

The carriage is filled with new desks painted in black, filling the carriage to the brim.

If in later generations, height-limiting poles were installed at the entrance of the village, this car would definitely not be able to get in.

However, the tables, chairs and benches are all hollow. Although it looks like a big car, it actually doesn’t weigh much.

Zhang An said hello to his mother at home and followed the truck to the school.

Although Changqing Middle School has been closed for many years, the doors and windows in the teaching building have become shabby.

Other places are generally not abandoned and there are not many damaged places.

In addition to the constant exposure to wind, sun and rain, a lot of moss has grown on the fence.

There are also overgrown weeds on the ground because there is no cement floor.

But someone came in to repair it at the beginning of the year, and now the campus has a brand new look.

And there is a larger playground than before. The cement dam was built some time ago, and a pair of newly welded backboards are placed on it.

The dilapidated teaching buildings have now been repainted with cement and sand.

The dilapidated doors and windows have now been replaced with new ones.

Zhang An had not been to the school for a long time. When he saw everything in front of him, he thought it was a newly built place.

Soon, the old uncle came with other people in the village.

They were all called by the old uncle to move tables, chairs and benches.

When the driver saw people coming, he opened the fender of the truck next to him, and several people pulled the table out.

Just like this, you move two, I move two, and after a few trips back and forth, I can unload all the desks in the cart.

This desk is not the single-person, single-table iron desk of later generations.

It is a one-meter-two-meter-long wooden table that can be used by two students together.

(End of this chapter)