: Fan Wai: The Road to Self-Essence (Part 1)

Huaguoshan, the mountains are extremely strong, and the situation is rampant.
At the port, the crowds shouted slogans and waited for their arrival.
"The king is a sea of ​​people!"
On the floating ship, a fox demon said with joy to himself: "This performance will be very successful."
"Maybe."
He nodded slightly and looked at the dense crowd of the port, and his heart was a little boring.
"Great king, it's rare to go home, why are you still not happy?"
The fox demon asked, in the past two years, he has not finished his training, and his condition is not good. He has not smiled for a long time.
Everyone was very worried about self-discipline, so she was arranged to go home to perform.
"No unhappy."
He has shook his head: "It's just a little boring."
The crowd at the port is shouting her name, but there is a feeling of being out of the way.
She knows that these people are waiting for her. In order to see her, some people even traveled thousands of miles and came from other ministries.
In order to make her happy, the monsters of Huaguoshan have been preparing for a few months and prepared a huge stage for her.
However, I have no feeling in my heart for all of this.
There are more people, no matter how good the stage is, and they will be tired.
An inexplicable irritability rushed into my heart. From a few years ago, she began to get bored with her life and was no longer interested in everything.
Now, this feeling of boredom has almost reached the top.
I have some sorrows, and I can’t stand it.
What is she doing for performance everywhere?
It was originally intended to get the love of others and the pursuit of others.
But she walked all the way, and all the things she wanted were obtained. If she didn't want it, someone would take it.
She can have everything, but there is nothing important, and she doesn't know what she is chasing.
Every day is seen and be sought after, what is the meaning of such a day?
I feel annoyed.
Her practice was stagnant, her heart lost happiness, and she only felt that life was getting bored. There seemed to be nothing that could evoke her interest.
"Today's performance is cancelled."
He suddenly said.
The surrounding fox demon screamed: "Da Wang, this has not yet started, how can I cancel it?"
"I said canceling and canceling, what is the truth."
He turned and jumped off the floating ship, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the sight of the fox demon.
The foxes are horrified, and no one knows what it is for.
He left the floating ship, returned to Dongfu, closed the door, and did not come out all day.
She was lying on the bed alone, thinking of the crowd in the port.
This is not the first time she canceled the show.
How many people will be disappointed every time they cancel the performance? How many people will be sad?
Every time I think of these people, I feel a little guilty in my heart.
She wants to remedy, but after each remedy, it is more irritating.
She felt that she was not right, she thought she could not sing a good song.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, her song is still beautiful.
But I know clearly that her song has long had no soul.
There is no pursuit in my heart, how can I sing a good song?
"What's wrong with me?"
I feel bitter and feel pain.
Unconsciously, she slept.
This time, she dreamed.
She sat under a pine tree, and a little monkey sat in front and told her a story.
"Great king..."
I trembled in my heart.
How long has she not dreamed of Sun Wukong?
"Da Wang, tell me where is my way now?"
He grabbed Sun Wukong’s hand and told him his own sorrow.
She finally remembered, and she used to tell her the answer every time she was alone.
"Da Wang, what should I do!"
I have been begging for Sun Wukong.
However, Sun Wukong in the dream did not answer. He took his hand and turned his back to her and walked all the way.
I have been trying to catch up, but no matter how to chase, I can't catch up.
After the dream disappeared, she opened her eyes and looked around for a while, and her heart was lost.
"It really is just a dream."
He has muttered to himself that Sun Wukong is no longer in the Three Realms. How could it really appear in her dreams?
"Dawang, Dawang!"
A rush of knocking on the door sounded from the outside.
He has taken up his mind and got up and opened the door: "What happened?"
"Da Wang, there is a little guy in the family."
An old fox demon reported.
"Formation?"
He has frowned and his face is not happy: "The shape is transformed, and there is something big."
"This little guy is different from the average tribe."
The old fox demon squatted and said carefully: "You still have to take a look at the king."
He was shocked and followed the old fox demon out of Dongfu.
In the fox demon's territory, a girl was surrounded by the lake.
"The king is here, let it be!"
The old fox demon took the crowd apart and walked in.
At first glance, this is a rigid-shaped fox demon. She has a pair of furry yellow ears. Below the fox ear, it is a powdery jade face.
The fox demonized, almost all beautiful, but this girl has a breath of affection.
When I saw her, I immediately understood why the old fox demon had to report myself.
This is a little fox like her.
"Da Wang, look at her..."
The old fox demon asked how to arrange a small fox.
Meihu has a special status. If the arrangement is not appropriate, it is very easy to cause disputes.
"I came to be her teacher."
I have looked at Xiaomeihu, and the silence has produced a wave of volatility.
"Would you like to learn with me?"
He has bent down and asked Xiaomeihu.
"Yep."
The girl nodded quickly, her eyes were clear and clear, and she was a star, and it was a pair of eyes that were not contaminated by anything.
Now in the Three Realms, the monsters can be transformed into small shapes, which is much better than they were in the past.
I have already smiled.
"I will give you a name."
She touched the girl's head: "Well... you will be happy in the future."
"Great king, never!"
Other foxes were shocked. They all heard of the origin of their own names, and they also had an impression of the name Meimei.
The fox monsters quickly reminded: "This is not the name of Geely."
"What is unlucky."
I have looked at them: "My name is Geely?"
The foxes don’t talk at all.
"But the king..."
The old fox can't help but say: "Isn't it a nine-headed chicken? How can I get this name!"
"I will start when I talk."
I touched the girl's head: "You are charming in the future."

Happiness?

"Yes, self-confidence and joy."
He said: "That is the name of the sister."
"sisters?"
The girl narrowed her eyes and shrank her body: "I am the sister of the king?"
"Like my sister."
I said, I don’t know why, but I am a little happy.