She rode a cloud all the way to the Little Western Paradise. This time, the Little Leiyin Temple was different from the last time she came here. This time, there was no demonic aura at all. Before she even entered, she could already feel the soaring Buddhist aura.

After walking in, a small monk dressed in monk robes walked out. "Little demon, do you know where this place is?"

"Isn't this Donglai Buddha's Little Leiyin Temple?" She was not at the wrong place.

"Since you know, how can a little demon like you enter the sacred land of Buddhism as you please?"

Suspension was just about to take out the token that the Maitreya Buddha had given her when she saw a benevolent man dressed in monk robes walk out from behind. It was none other than the Maitreya Buddha. "My disciple, stand down."

Huang Mei retreated to the side. Maitreya Buddha stepped forward and looked at the Suspension. "Has the Stone Monkey come out?"

"He's out."

Although he had come out, he was different from the Wukong of the past. "Master, I have some questions in my heart and would like to consult you."

Maitreya Buddha smiled. "There is no standard answer to every question in the world. It varies from person to person. The answer I give you may not be the answer you need."

Was this a tongue twister?

Why couldn't she understand?

"Master, what should I do now?

I really don't feel comfortable having doubts in my heart. "

"Since that's the case, you can stay here for a few days and comprehend the Dao. It's up to you to solve the questions in your heart."

The Donglai Buddha used to live in a corner. The Little Thunder Temple was something that Huang Mei had requested from the Buddha not long ago. He did not take in any disciples and only had the boy Huang Mei who carried the scriptures by his side. Although he lived in the Little Thunder Temple, his habits did not change.

In the hall, there was a long table with scriptures placed irregularly on it. He was reclining on a chair, reading the scriptures with his chest bare. Suspension was sitting beside him, also reading the scriptures on the table.

However, when she looked at these scriptures, she was a little absent-minded again. She was thinking about how Wukong was doing. The Tang Seng was walking so slowly that he must not have gone far. With Wukong's impatient personality, he must be anxious, but he had nowhere to vent.

Huang Mei carried the scriptures in and saw Suspension holding the scriptures in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.

He had already recognized her. She was the Scorpion Spirit who had barged into the Small Thunder Temple and called him ugly. At that time, he was dressed like a demon. Now that he was in the form of a child, she naturally couldn't recognize him.

He placed the sutra on the table and said, "Master, this is the latest sutra from the Tathagata's Office. Please take a look."

Suspension raised her head and looked at Huang Mei, then at Maitreya Buddha. "Master, is he my Senior Brother?"

"He is considered my disciple. You can call him Senior Brother from now on."

In Buddhism, anyone who listened to the scriptures was considered a disciple. They could address each other as master and disciple. Huang Mei was the one who had listened to the scriptures for the longest time. He was considered a disciple, but he had never been apprenticed.

"Senior Brother, please take care of me in the future." As she spoke, she took out a peach and handed it over. "This is for you. Take it as my greeting gift."

"Junior Sister, you are too polite." This little demon was quite sensible. She knew that she couldn't give anything yellow or white in front of her master.

In fact, Suspension wasn't being sensible. She only had the peach and nothing else. Even if Huang Mei wanted something yellow or white, she didn't have it.

After delivering the sutra, Huang Mei retreated. When his master went out to preach, he had the final say. He could let the demons enter the golden body to eat offerings. Now that his master was around, he didn't dare to do so.

"You have been here for a few days. I see that you always look worried. You haven't found the answer you want in these sutras?"

Suspension shook her head. "I am slow-witted. I can't see anything."

Maitreya Buddha was still smiling. "It's not that you are slow-witted. It's just that your mind is no longer here."

"Master, I …" She did often think of Wukong.

"That's not your fault."

Maitreya Buddha stood up, holding a string of prayer beads in his hand. "Although you and Wukong are good friends, he was tortured under the Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years. You are sad and sad, but you can't fully understand his feelings. You can't understand his feelings either."

Suspension couldn't deny this point. Just as she was about to speak, the Maitreya Buddha raised his hand to stop her. "All things in the world are changing all the time. In Buddhism, everything depends on fate. Fate, there are fates, and there are opportunities. It's not easy. Now that your mind is no longer here, it's useless to force it. These sutras are in your eyes now, but they can't enter your heart."

In the eyes, not in the heart.

In the heart, not in the eyes.

Suddenly, Suspension seemed to understand something.

When she was improving her cultivation at Spirited Mountain, Wukong was in her heart. After Wukong was rescued by the Tang Seng, there was a gap between him and the Wukong in her heart.

Now that she immediately fell in love with him, Wukong changed, but she remained the same. She knew that Wukong's idea was right. For the sake of a free life in the future, escorting the Tang Seng to the Western Paradise would only take a hundred years at most. In the future, they would be together forever. However, she was still chasing after the Monkey King. This idea was wrong.

"Master, I think I understand."

"Hahaha, do you really understand?"

How could things in the world be so easy to understand? "All things in the world, at the final moment, will return to dust, and dust will return to dust. It's just that there are a lot of experiences in the process."

In fact, we are all like grains of rice in the mortal world. The beginning and the end are the same. However, the process is indeed wonderful, and everyone is different.

"I understand. Thank you, Master."

Wukong was still Wukong. He was just temporarily enduring. The things in his bones had not changed. He had just matured and knew how to judge the situation. She would follow in Wukong's footsteps. She also had to grow for the sake of their future.

Suspension bowed to Maitreya Buddha and turned to leave. After she left, Maitreya Buddha smiled. Her understanding was comparable to that of the Monkey King, but she was more resilient than the Monkey King. In the future, when the Monkey King was wronged, he would have a bad temper and leave. Although Suspension's temperament was immature, she was also resilient.

It had to be said that Maitreya Buddha was the truth.

Suspension had just left the Small Thunderclap Temple when she heard someone call her from behind. "Junior Sister, wait a moment."

She turned around and saw that it was Huang Mei. "Senior Brother, what's the matter?"

"Junior Sister just gave me a greeting gift. I naturally have to return the favor. However, Junior Sister knows that the Small Thunderclap Temple cannot be compared to the Big Thunderclap Temple in Spirited Mountain. There are no Dharma treasures, only these pearl hairpins and jade bracelets. They were donated by the believers. I'll give them to Junior Sister."

"Donated by the believers?

Is it bad for me to take them? "But these things were really beautiful.

Huang Mei smiled. "Junior Sister, there's no harm in taking them. I was going to sell them anyway to pay for my and Master's living expenses. Now that we are living here, we don't need to spend too much money. Therefore, they are taking up space in the storeroom."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

She picked a hairpin that looked good. "I only need one. Senior Brother, you should take the rest back."

Huang Mei smiled and kept the rest. "Junior Sister, where are you going?"

"I'm going to look for someone."

She suddenly remembered. "By the way, Senior Brother, when I came to the Small Thunderclap Temple not long ago, I saw an extremely ugly demon here. There were also many mountain spirits and tree monsters occupying this place, eating and drinking the believers' incense. I wonder how they are now?"

Extremely ugly?

Was she talking about him?

Haha …

"Junior Sister, look at this person." With a wave of his hand, Huang Mei transformed into the yellow-haired monster that Suspension saw the other day.

"Senior Brother, you …" His appearance was really ugly. "Have you subdued that demon?"

"Haha …" Huang Mei laughed. He could tell that this was just a short-sighted little demon. He turned and left.

Suspension was a little confused, but since Huang Mei had left, she rode a cloud to find the Monkey King. It was just a hundred years. She had already waited for five hundred years. Another five hundred years would not make a difference. Besides, no matter how slow the Tang Seng was, it would not take a hundred years to travel from the South Continent to the Aparagodānīya Continent.

On the other hand, after Suspension left, the Tang Seng took in another disciple. He was the Curtain Lifting General from the Heaven Realm. He was banished to the mortal world because he accidentally broke the Jade Emperor's Colored Glaze Cup. He had been staying in the River of Drifting Sands. Similarly, it was Avalokitesvara who asked him to wait for the arrival of the sutra seeker.

Ever since Suspension left, Pigsy could clearly feel that the Monkey King's face was getting darker day by day. When Suspension was still around, he was not the one to explore every time. He just wanted to be alone with her. Now that the Suspension was gone, he was the one to explore.

Exploring? What was there to explore in the Great Path of the Heavens?

While complaining, he walked forward slowly. When he looked up and saw the scene in front of him, he could not help but rub his eyes. There was actually such a big house in this place. Seeing that it was getting dark, there must be someone living in such a house. It was just right for the four of them to stay and have a vegetarian meal. Ever since Suspension left, the monkey did not look for Peach anymore. Old Pig had not eaten a full meal for several days.

He went forward and knocked on the door happily. The person who opened the door was an old woman in her forties. This old woman took good care of herself. When she saw Pigsy's fat face, she was only a little surprised.

Pigsy quickly explained, "Female Bodhisattva, please don't blame me. Old Pig was born like this, but I am not a bad person. I am a monk. The four of us passed by and saw that it was already late. I wonder if we could stay in your house for the night?"

"So you are a monk."

The old woman nodded. "I have always been kind and charitable in my life. Since that is the case, please come in."

"Ah, thank you, Female Bodhisattva. I will call my master and the others."

Pigsy happily ran back to find Tang Seng and the others. He did not see the meaningful smile on the old woman's face at all.

After a quarter of an hour, the four Tang Seng arrived. A maid welcomed them in. The woman was sitting in the main hall.

"Amitabha. Thank you, Female Almsgiver, for lending your house to us."

The woman stood up and walked in front of Tang Sanzang. "Aiya, what a handsome monk. May I know where you are from?

And where are you going? "

"I am from the Tang Dynasty of the East. I am going to the Western Paradise to pray to Buddha and seek scriptures," Tang Seng said truthfully.

The woman smiled. "This place is far from the Western Paradise. It is difficult and dangerous along the way. My husband died early. This old woman lives with her three daughters. The four of us are sitting on the mountain looking for husbands. Why don't the four of you stay and be our son-in-law?"