Report at the beginning of Journey to the West

Chapter 261

"Brother Tathagata, you have to make the decision for my old grandson. This monster is so evil that it has become like me. It actually wants to take my place beside the master." The Eight Great King Kong shouted.

"Bah, you are the one who is fake, Tathagata, the two of us fought from heaven to dragon palace and then to the underworld, no one can tell who is real and who is fake, can you see it?" The six-eared macaque looked at Gao with a half smile but not a smile. Tathagata sitting on the lotus platform.

Heh, Buddhism sent me to be an undercover agent, you didn’t expect that I would give you a Mission: Impossible!
If you see that these two monkeys have the same breath, the same state, and similar words and deeds, you know that this matter is difficult to handle.

"Honorable Avalokitesvara, look at these two great saints, who is real and who is fake?"

Avalokitesvara shook his head and said: "It's hard to tell, I can't tell, what is my Buddha's insight?"

The Buddhas in the Daxiong Palace also looked confused. They looked at it for a long time, but they didn't see whether it was true or not. Instead, they began to suspect that it was a prank by Monkey King.

Maybe it's this idle scumbag who plucked out a hair and turned into a clone to play with everyone.

Although Tathagata couldn't tell the truth from the fake, but he knew the origin of the six-eared macaque, so he clasped his hands together and said, "Wukong, do you want to know the origin of the fake product?"

"My old grandson would like to hear the details." Sun Wukong said.

The six-eared macaque said with a half-smile, "Let's talk about it."

"In the prehistoric three realms, there are five immortals, who are heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, and five insects, who are scales, feathers and kuns.

It is neither the five immortals nor the five worms who are pretending to be you, but the four monkeys of the mixed world who are not in these ten categories.

This deity dares to assert that the six-eared macaque faked you! " Tathagata said confidently.

The Vajra, Arhat, and Bhikkhunis in the Daxiong Hall collectively acted as if they had suddenly realized, and expressed their admiration for the judgment of their boss.

All kinds of flattery continued like a torrential river, and Guanyin Bodhisattva rolled his eyes when he heard it.

Ma Dan, what's there to say about this, the six-eared macaque was lined up by you yourself, so why not pretend to be aggressive, hurry up and talk dry!
"Then how do you judge who is the six-eared macaque? If you come here, come and listen to me?" the six-eared macaque took the initiative to provoke.

He is extremely confident in his current acting skills, and he has long been able to confuse the real with the fake.

He has the strength of Sun Wukong, he knows everything Sun Wukong knows, and he knows what Sun Wukong doesn't know!

"Six-eared macaque, I know that you are a good listener and can know things thousands of miles away. We can't hide what we say from you, but hehehe." Tathagata smiled maliciously.

He and Sun Wukong are old acquaintances. They have been in close contact with each other for more than 500 years.

It is not too simple to judge a true or false.

Tathagata smiled and took out a demon-slaying knife, and immediately the strong man cut off his wrist, raised the knife and dropped it on his right hand, and slapped it cruelly.

"Chop, why chop your hands?"

"Hiss, is Buddha crazy?"

"I know, my Buddha must have spent too much money a while ago, just thinking about it, my heart hurts, I want to chop my hands to show my ambition, and stop spending money!" All the Buddhas in the Daxiong Hall whispered.

Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque looked at each other, they really couldn't understand Tathagata's showy operation.

"Hiss, body, why don't you chop off your left hand, why chop me off?" Tathagata complained like a living thing after his right hand was chopped off.

"Didn't you suppress Sun Wukong for 500 years, become spiritually connected, and know a lot of his little secrets, raise your hand for a thousand days, use it for a while, today, it's time for you to shine." Tathagata comforted the right hand.

He decided to interrogate them separately, and let Guanyin Bodhisattva take the six-eared macaque out first, leaving only the real Monkey King in the hall.

The Daxiong Palace has set up a bullying array, and now the two monkeys can't hear each other's voice.

"Hey, Pohou, we meet again, do you still recognize me?" Tathagata greeted first with his right hand.

Sun Wukong put his hands on his waist subconsciously, saying: emmm
He was suppressed by this fat hand for 500 years, facing each other day and night, how could he forget?

When I was crushed on Wuzhi Mountain, I was inexperienced, I didn’t have a good posture, and there was a stone under my waist. After 500 years, my waist has developed old problems.

"Cough, right hand, restrain yourself. You want to reminisce about the old days. Let's talk about it later. Now your task is to find out the real and fake Monkey King." Tathagata reminded.

"Ontology, you don't understand the relationship between us, that's, uh, what is it, forget it, it's a bit hard to say." Tathagata's right hand suddenly felt awkward when he thought of something.

"Cough, Pohou, I have suppressed you for 500 years. During these 500 years, we have many good memories. This reminds me of basking in the sun at sunset. That is our lost youth."

"Cough, it's far away, it's far away!"

Sun Wukong looked at Tathagata's right-hand literary youth, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

In his memory, this right hand is quite wretched, he hasn't seen it for a few years, it will change, don't believe it!

"Cough, whether you are true or not, I will ask a question next, which will determine your life or death. I hope you will answer it seriously." Tathagata said solemnly with his right hand.

"Think about it, how many times have you been farted by me for 500 years?"

"Only the earth knows you and I know about this matter, but God doesn't know. I hope you answer seriously, or you will bear the consequences!"

Monkey King blushed, and began to try to remember. For the gods, no matter how long it is, as long as they are willing, they can always remember.

For example, Chrysanthemum's sigh - fart.

"In these years, my grandson has farted a total of 51 times under your command." Sun Wukong said seriously.

"Right hand, is he right?" Tathagata asked.

"How do I know if what he said is right or not? I'll cheat him later!"

"Then think about it again, in these 500 years, how many times have you urinated in total?"

"18 times!"

Tathagata eagerly asked, "Is that right?"

"I'm not a pervert, how can I remember how many times other people have farted and urinated, but in the past 500 years, this monkey has probably farted three times a day and urinated once, please help me calculate, is he right? ?” Tathagata said with some embarrassment on his right hand.

Although he is psychic, he has no brains and is not very sensitive to mathematics.

Tathagata: emmm
All the Buddhas in the Daxiong Palace pinched their fingers and calculated, and finally came to a unanimous conclusion. Now this seems to be true, but the possibility of nonsense is not ruled out.

"Pohou, how many times have you served me under my command these years?" Tathagata's right hand finally asked deceitfully.

It doesn't know the first two questions, but it knows the detailed correct answer to the last question.

"Fat hand, don't spout blood, when will my old grandson nest under your hands?" Su Wukong said angrily.

"The main body, I can confirm now that he is the real Monkey King, and the one outside is fake!" Tathagata said with certainty in his right hand.

　Don't ask me why I am right-handed instead of left-handed, it may be hope, the dog's head saves my life!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)