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Chapter 89 Those people really existed and fought.
"Clang!!!"
A crisp metallic clang echoed through the silent valley.
The black iron rod that the Monkey King "Great Sage" had been tightly gripping in his hand, which had just been menacing and ready to crack open everyone's heads, now slipped limply and crashed onto the rocks.
The Monkey King stood frozen in place.
Its golden eyes, which were originally filled with wildness and dominance, were now trembling violently.
Their gazes were fixed intently on Su Wuxian's hand.
That was a very strange gesture.
Hold your middle finger with your thumb and flick it outwards gently.
This action wasn't particularly dangerous; it even looked a bit like teasing a child.
But deep in the Monkey King's memory, this image is etched into his very bones.
Eighty years ago.
In this valley, besides the man who was always crazy and liked to carve words on stones, there was also a young man who always wore a Taoist robe and liked to sleep in the trees.
At that time, it was just the two of them.
Whenever the young man felt restless and wanted to eat a peach, he would make this gesture towards it and then say with a smile:
"Great Sage, go and pick the biggest one for your uncle."
"Squeak... squeak squeak..."
A low, broken sob came from the Monkey King's throat.
It cautiously took a step forward, reaching out its furry hand as if to touch Su Wuxian, but it seemed afraid that this was a dream that would shatter at the slightest touch.
"Silly monkey."
Su Wuxian smiled, his eyes slightly red.
He stepped forward, ignoring the ordinary monkeys around him who were still baring their teeth, and reached out to roughly ruffle the tuft of golden hair on the monkey king's head:
"You've grown so much."
"The skinny little monkey from back then has now become the king of the mountains."
"What? Don't you recognize me? Who was it that rescued your tail from the bear trap back then?"
Hearing that familiar voice, feeling that familiar warmth above my head.
The Monkey King could no longer control himself.
"Awooo!!!"
It let out a loud wail, like a child seeing a loved one.
The two-meter-tall, imposing figure suddenly knelt down on the ground.
Two thick arms tightly hugged Su Wuxian's thighs, burying his tear- and snot-covered face in Su Wuxian's trouser legs and rubbing against them incessantly.
It has been guarding this place for far too long.
Wugensheng and Su Wuxian left.
Wugensheng arrived with a large group of people.
Then Wugensheng left again.
The thirty-six thieves also dispersed.
Only it guards this empty valley, guarding what those people left behind, year after year.
It thought it would never see those people again.
"this……"
The surrounding monkeys were dumbfounded.
They had never seen the majestic "King" display such a posture before.
For a moment, all the monkeys put down their weapons and scratched their heads in bewilderment.
Zhang Chulan and the others were completely dumbfounded.
"Wow...is this monkey really a spirit? It's crying so sadly?"
Wang Ye sighed:
"All things have a spirit. It seems that Master Su had a deep connection with this monkey back then, even deeper than we imagined."
Grandma Jin Feng stood aside, watching this scene, her face already streaked with tears.
She was also a person of that era.
She understands this loneliness, and she also understands the joy of this reunion.
"The Great Sage... always remembers," Granny Jin Feng murmured to herself.
"Alright, alright, stop crying, you've got your snot all over me."
Although Su Wuxian complained, he didn't push the Monkey King away. Instead, he took out a big, red peach from his pocket.
"Here, this is for you."
"I owed you a peach back then, and today I'm returning it to you with interest."
The Monkey King raised his head, looked at the peach, and took it while sobbing, but couldn't bear to eat it.
They simply held it tightly in their arms, as if they were holding the most precious treasure in the world.
"Second Brother, it seems you won't be able to fight this time."
Su Wuxian looked at Tian Jinzhong, who looked regretful.
"If you don't want to fight, then don't fight."
Tian Jinzhong put away the Golden Light Mantra, looked at the intelligent monkey, and sighed:
"He's a loyal and righteous beast, much better than those who are only after profit."
The Monkey King was appeased.
Su Wuxian patted its shoulder:
"Great Sage, lead the way."
"I want to see where he's hidden all that junk."
The Monkey King understood.
It wiped away its tears, immediately stood up, picked up the iron rod from the ground, and squeaked twice at the monkey troop.
The monkeys immediately dispersed, making way for a path leading to the back of the waterfall.
Like a dutiful security captain, the Monkey King walked at the front, clearing the way, and would occasionally look back to see if Su Wuxian was following, his eyes full of flattery.
……
Passing through the waterfall, a hidden paradise unfolds.
This is a dry and enormous natural cave.
There was no dazzling golden light as I had imagined, nor any complicated mechanisms or traps.
Yes, there were rows of simple wooden frames, covered in dust.
"arrive."
Zhang Chulan took a deep breath, raised the powerful flashlight, and his heart raced:
"The secrets of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques... the truth behind the Jia Shen Rebellion... lies here?"
The beam of light swept across the cave.
Everyone was stunned.
"What...what is this?"
Feng Baobao picked something up from the shelf and blew off the dust.
It was a tin frog that could hop twice with a "tap tap tap" sound when wound up.
"A toy?" Wang Ye picked up a yellowed book with the title "Journey to the West Comic Strip" on the cover.
"What kind of nonsense is this?"
Zhang Chulan rummaged through the drawers and cabinets, only to find they were full of worthless junk:
A worn-out Taoist robe, a broken wooden sword, a child's rattle drum, a camera, and even a pair of embroidered shoes.
"Senior Wugensheng... is he a junk collector?"
Zhang Chulan broke down:
"Where's the promised divine martial arts manual? Where's the promised peerless magical weapon? This is it? This is it?!"
"Shut up!"
Granny Jin Feng scolded, her hands trembling as she touched the items as if they were priceless treasures:
"How could you possibly understand what the sect leader left behind? Every single item here has its own story!"
"Xiaofeng is right."
Su Wuxian walked in, casually picked up the tin frog, and a smile flashed in his eyes:
"Zhang Chulan, don't underestimate these junks."
"This frog was probably given to Wugensheng by Gao Ning, the 'big thief' among the Thirty-Six Thieves. He bought it with the money he earned from his first theft, which symbolizes his 'entering the world'."
Su Wuxian then pointed to the tattered Taoist robe:
"That belonged to Zhou Sheng (a master of Feng Hou Qi Men). He spent half his life lost on Wudang Mountain. On the day he came down the mountain, he threw this Taoist robe to Wugensheng and said he was going to become a 'Feng Hou'."
"This is not a treasure vault."
Su Wuxian looked around, his voice becoming low and solemn:
"This is the 'soul' of thirty-six people."
"It is the past they abandoned and the obsessions they left behind in that turbulent era in their search for the so-called 'Tao'."
"Wugensheng collected these things here not for their value to increase."
"He did it to prove..."
"These people truly lived and truly fought."
(Due to some changes in the characters, I made significant alterations to the original plot. After all, this is a fan fiction, and it's impossible to completely follow the original work. If that were the case, you might as well read the comic, hehe. But this part of the plot really gave me a headache; it was very difficult to write. Wugensheng's dissatisfaction with Master Ziyang and the Thirty-Six Thieves' original ideals—these things were really hard to reconcile. I've reread this part of the original work many times these past two days. I can only say that I'll do my best to write it well. Thank you, dear readers!)