Journey to the West: I am engaged in entertainment in Datang

Someone once said that when Sun Wukong entered the Bagua Furnace, he was already dead, and what jumped out of the Bagua Furnace was nothing more than his unyielding resentment! Someone

once said that the four people who traveled to the west fought for their beliefs, for freedom and the beauty in their hearts, and they were also dissatisfied with the power of heaven and earth, and did not want to live as puppets! Therefore, they died in battle! Some people once said that

Sun Wukong and others obtained the true scriptures and became Buddhas!

However, it is also said that although they have become Buddhas, they are no longer the same as they once were

! Sun Wukong has already become a puppet when he jumps out of Wuzhi Mountain, and the moment he becomes a fighting Buddha, Sun Wukong, who once fought the heavens and the earth and dared to shout "The Jade Emperor will take turns to do it, will come to my house next year," has already died

! Fighting to defeat the Buddha is in name only! The

golden cicada will never again become the golden cicada who dares to question the Buddha.

Monk Sha is no longer a general of the rolling shutter, but just a dispensable golden-bodied Arhat.

Zhu Bajie is no longer the marshal of Tianpeng who is in charge of the 100,000 sailors of Tianhe, but a pig who is lazy and lazy

! As for the little white dragon who has stepped on thousands of mountains and rivers, he finally became the Bodhisattva of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, and the name is very good, but it is an ornament hovering over the pillar of Lingshan

! "If the sky crushes me, split the day! If the earth detains me, trample the land." I was born free, who would dare to be high!"

"I have been to this world, I have fought, I have loved deeply. I don't care about the ending!"

word by word, engraved in everyone's mind, in their almost crazy desires, tears, unconsciously flowing!

This night, I don't know how many people walked out of the room and roared at the sky, as if telling the injustice of heaven and the so-called mercy of the power of heaven and earth!

......

"Hey, where did you come from to be free? We are just chess pieces, and even chess pieces are not counted, sad!"

"Who wrote this Zhu Xian? I'm so angry with my mother! I actually wrote Baguio to death? Will I write a story!" Next to

her, Mrs. Cheng, who was plump and graceful, held a roll of Zhu Xian and cursed angrily.

Cheng Yanjin looked at his wife with a confused expression.

......

"This world, I have been here, I have fought, I have loved it deeply. I don't care about the ending!" In

the palace, in the imperial study, Li Shimin put down the books in his hand and looked gloomy.

Silence, silence, oppression.

The entire imperial study room was extremely quiet, but it was brightly lit, but it could not illuminate the darkness outside the hall.

Behind him, a man dressed in official palace clothes trembled, bowing his head and saying nothing, as if he had not heard the emperor's low murmur.

"Xiao Dezi, do you say, as the emperor of the world, the respect of the Ninety-Five, high above, living in humiliation?"

"This ...... Your Majesty is the true son of heaven, naturally...... Naturally, it's ......"

The old eunuch behind him heard this, as if he had woken up from a dream and trembled, but as he spoke, under Li Shimin's indifferent gaze, he couldn't say it anymore.

How can you not be

humiliated?

The emperor is the ninth and fifth emperor, but he is pressed by a group of immortals, and he does not dare to resist in the slightest

, but he dares

to resist! Because he is powerless

to resist! "Hey, it turns out that even you, an old thing, think that I am just a puppet emperor, without a soul, and think of the Monkey King, I dare to resist and fight the heavens and the earth, but I ......

." Li Shimin sighed, but he didn't blame it, he could only blame himself for being incompetent and lacking strength, this is the original sin

......

! In the depths of the palace, in the queen's bedroom, on the bed, behind the light veil, Miaoman's figure is plump and attractive, Empress Wende gently leans on the side of the bed, holding a book in her hand, but at this time, she is a gentle image that has changed from the past.

In the beautiful eyes, the cold light flickered, and the eyebrows were wrinkled, which made people pity.

On this night, the dead and silent city of Chang'an was boiling, like a virus, spreading out at a very fast speed!

Note: The Tang Dynasty was based on plumpness, not obesity!