The story begins with the bride marrying off her daughter, and the woman, at the age of one hundred,

The Sutra Repository and the Ten Thousand Scrolls Pavilion.

Seeing that the round-faced fat chicken and the two raccoon spirits were still fast asleep, Chang Shou's originally depressed and frustrated mood improved a little.

At least---

Even without the monkeys, I am not alone.

Using his cane to poke the three furry balls awake, Changshou, facing their accusing expressions, said irritably:

"Still sleeping! We've moved!"

The round-faced, chubby chicken couldn't help but widen its eyes.

The same applies to the two fox spirits.

Faced with three identical bewildered expressions, Chang Shou was too lazy to explain. Not only would it be a waste of breath, but it would also remind him of the stupid thing he had just done.

Pack your bags.

He carried three fur balls and slowly walked out of the library. On the cobblestone path, he encountered many immortals and disciples who came to watch.

Chang Shou nodded simply as a greeting, then continued on his way without saying another word.

What's so glorious about being driven away by the patriarch?

Now he wishes he had more roads and could walk them as fast as possible.

Fortunately, the immortals and disciples did not make any sarcastic remarks, otherwise he would have been in an even more embarrassing situation.

Soon, Monkey and Zhenli arrived in a hurry. Changshou forced himself to be cheerful, smiled and nodded at them, and continued on his way without saying a word.

The monkey and Zhenli followed in silence.

Anyone could see that Chang Shou was forcing a smile.

Changshou stopped only when he reached the passage leading to the cave entrance. He looked at Zhenli, Ruchang, and Xingwu and bowed deeply.

"Thank you three for seeing me off. I'll stop here. I won't be in the Three Star Cave anymore. The monkey is impatient, so I'll have to trouble you three to take good care of him."

The three immortals immediately returned the greeting.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."

We've known each other for a while now, there's no need for such formalities.

Wukong is our junior brother, innocent and carefree, intelligent and quick-witted. Even without fellow cultivators to entrust him with care, we will take good care of him.

Chang Shou smiled and said, "That's good!"

The three immortals did not continue to deliver the offerings.

This was because Changshou had already spoken, and because they knew that his relationship with Wukong was extraordinary and that he might have something to say.

They need to give the person and the monkey space and time to be alone together.

---

Walk into the passageway.

Neither Sun Wukong nor Chang Shou spoke.

Apart from the sound of footsteps, there was only silence.

Sun Wukong cautiously peeked.

Chang Shoumian remained expressionless, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

The passageway, though not long, felt exceptionally long to them, and time seemed to pass incredibly slowly.

Until they walked out of the cave.

Sun Wukong finally couldn't help but speak:

"Fellow Daoist Changshou, are you angry with me?"

In fact, he could have stopped the old man from doing so while he was pondering the matter.

But he didn't do that.

It's not that I don't want to, nor that I'm afraid to.

Instead, they wanted to see what choice Old Man Chang would make.

He wanted to know exactly how far Old Man Chang could go for him.

He wanted to know if his sincerity had been misplaced.

But he was also afraid of knowing the outcome, afraid that when faced with a choice, the result would be a great disappointment.

But when Old Man Chang finally made his firm choice, he wasn't as happy as he had imagined, even after everything was settled.

He was both pleased to be favored and to have received the family affection he longed for, and secretly despised his own selfishness and darkness.

My heart felt like it was being gnawed away.

Even he couldn't figure out what he was feeling when he asked that question.

Chang Shou was stunned for a moment, then patted the monkey on the shoulder, brushing the dust off his shoulder, and said:

"I still prefer you to call me old man."

There was no direct answer.

But Sun Wukong understood and breathed a sigh of relief.

He spoke earnestly:

"I will find an opportunity to plead with you on behalf of the patriarch."

"You were kicked out because of me, I'll definitely find a way to get you back in."

Chang Shou gave a faint smile:

"Let things take their course; do not force them."

This is my own choice, so don't feel too much pressure.

He remained somber upon seeing the monkey.

Chang Shou couldn't help but slap the monkey hard on the back of the head with great force.

Caught off guard, the monkey was caught off guard.

For a moment, he grimaced in pain.

Chang Shou burst out laughing instead:

That's how it should be!

You monkey, you already have a hairy face, which isn't very good-looking. If you put on a bitter and resentful expression, you'll look like you're attending an old man's funeral.

Even uglier and more unbearable to look at, so depressing that heaven and earth cannot tolerate them.

The old man has passed away, but he's not dead.

Grinning or grimacing is fine too.

Whether it's a smirk or not.

The expressions should be more vivid.

That's what makes the old man happy.

Worrying and gloomy are not suitable for you.

Even after the old man passes away, you can't keep a long face, otherwise, his cane won't be kind to you.

Even though he knew Old Man Chang was doing it on purpose to help him calm down, Sun Wukong felt a warmth in his heart, but still couldn't help but retort:

"I think you're getting old and your eyesight is failing."

I am the renowned Monkey King of Flower Fruit Mountain. Among all the monkeys, I am the most handsome, with boundless strength and a majestic appearance.

"Only you would think I'm ugly."

Chang Shou: "Unfortunately, this old man isn't a monkey, and I can't appreciate your ugly appearance with your hairy face and thunderous mouth."

Let's banter a bit.

The somber atmosphere dissipated somewhat.

I straightened the monkey's robes.

Chang Shou said, "Alright, you should go back now."

The monkey looked reluctant to leave.

Chang Shou waved his hand dismissively, feigning disdain.

"Don't act like that."

It's not like we'll never see each other again.

"Let's go! Let's get going!"

Sun Wukong was helpless.

He had no choice but to leave, looking back every few steps.

As the cave door slowly closed, as if separating two worlds once again, Chang Shou's voice finally came through the increasingly narrow crack in the door.

"Good monkey, cultivate yourself well."

The old man awaits the day you live to a ripe old age.

and also!

Remember to apologize to the patriarch tonight.

When you apologize, bring some gifts; don't go empty-handed, it would look really bad.

Don't think it doesn't matter.

As the saying goes, it's never wrong to be overly polite.

The old man has already prepared the gift for you.

It's in my old house.

The words fell.

The cave entrance was completely closed.

Sun Wukong could no longer hold back. He sniffed and tried to tilt his head back, because Old Man Chang had said that a man does not easily shed tears.

I am a male monkey, and a good man.

However, Old Man Chang hasn't called me "Good Monkey" for a long time!

Three years, or six years?

Sun Wukong couldn't help but sniff.

He clenched his fists, strode forward, and looked at someone with unprecedented determination.

I must cultivate the art of immortality.

It was for himself, and also for Old Man Chang.

He had only taken three steps.

Remembering Old Man Chang's reminder.

I thought of the three strokes of the ruler from the patriarch.

I have time to think about it now.

Sun Wukong seized that fleeting moment of inspiration.

[At night... to apologize]

[Midnight...the third watch of the night]

"I see!"

I've got it! I've got it! Hahaha!

He had only taken a few steps when he stopped again.

Did Old Man Chang already understand this?

If that's the case, why did he step forward to take responsibility for himself?

Recalling the scene at that time.

He has incurred the wrath of the masses.

Sun Wukong has gained enlightenment again, and another touching moment has occurred.

[Good brother!!!]

Old Chang is truly devoted to me.

Then I can't let him down.

---

"So dramatic!"

Amidst towering palaces, within tranquil dwellings.

Having witnessed Changshou and the monkey's farewell, Patriarch Bodhi clicked his tongue twice and couldn't help but complain.

But thinking about how he had gone along with things and let that scheming old man suffer the consequences of his own actions, which led to what just happened.

The Bodhi Patriarch couldn't help but stroke his beard and smile.

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!"

I remember that monkey liked to repeat important things three times, intending to emphasize and reinforce the emotions, which seemed pretty good.