The Dawn of Freedom

"After considering the strength of this stinky monkey, my master thought he could protect the safety of the pilgrim, so he suggested that he do this task."

"However, for some reason, that stinky monkey fell asleep before my master could finish speaking, and no matter how much I called him, I couldn't wake him up; he was like a dead pig."

"Seeing this, my master had no choice but to leave him a letter and slip it under his body, hoping that he would see it when he woke up and agree to this."

"Afterwards, my master and I left this place and continued eastward. When we reached Chang'an, the territory of the Great Tang Dynasty, we became two monks and waited here for the person that the Buddha Tathagata had spoken of."

"I don't know what my master is thinking. Couldn't he come a little later? Why does he have to do it this way? I'm so bored here every day."

"I wonder how much longer my master and I will have to live this life as mortals."

"Little brother, if you have time, come to Chang'a Great Tang Dynasty, and keep your older brother company for a few days. I'm so bored."

The letter from Pilgrim Hui'a Muzha, to Nezha ends here; this letter records the Buddha Tathagata's plans.

And the things he and his master Bodhisattva Guanyin encountered on their journey eastward after leaving the Great Thunderclap Monastery, as well as the people he chose to protect the future pilgrim.

The letter was written by Muzha after he had lived in Chang'an, the Great Tang Dynasty, for about two years.

He missed his family terribly, or rather, he didn't want to live this mundane and boring life anymore.

The letter that Muzha, the Pilgrim Hui'an, wrote to Nezha must have been in Nezha's hands for at least a few years.

However, after reading the letter, Nezha became enraged and lost interest in what would happen next, so he didn't continue reading and put it away.

After sending this letter to Nezha, the Dark Walker hoped every day that Nezha would come and keep him company, but he never expected this.

Nezha glanced at the letter a few times and then stopped reading. He didn't even see the two sentences Nezha letter said at the end.

However, the Gloomy Walker never expected that Nezha wouldn't finish reading his letter, but Sun Wukong, the stinky monkey he was talking about, would read it completely.

"When this 'Gloomy Walker' writes about me, he keeps calling me a stinky monkey. It seems he hasn't fully learned the lesson I taught him back then."

"If I ever run into him again, I'll definitely teach him a lesson and show him who he should and shouldn't mess with."

After reading the letter, Sun Wukong cursed under his breath in anger.

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"

At that moment, in a dilapidated temple, the Dark Walker chopping wood seemed to hear Sun Wukong standing there talking about him, and sneezed three times in a row.

"That's strange, did I catch a cold?"

The Pilgrim Hui'an touched his nose and muttered something to himself.

"Hey, Great Sage, I just saw my second brother's letter saying that after Bodhisattva Guanyin found you, she hadn't finished speaking to you before you started sleeping."

"After seeing this situation, he had no other choice but to place a letter under you. Quickly read what's written in the letter."

Nezha's focus was clearly different from Sun Wukong's; he saw the letter Muzha had sent to Sun Wukong online.

"Letter?"

Upon hearing this term, Sun Wukong clearly showed a look of confusion on his face.

"Let me look for it."

Sun Wukong immediately withdrew his hand and began groping under him.

"Found it."

After searching for quite some time, Sun Wukong finally found the letter that Bodhisattva Guanyin had left for him.

"Quickly open it and see what's inside!" Nezha urged anxiously after seeing that Sun Wukong had found the letter.

"Okay, let me see."

Sun Wukong waved to Nezha, signaling him not to rush.

"Sun Wukong, if you calculate the time, you've been imprisoned for almost 200 years, haven't you? If you want to be freed from the shackles on your back, then grant me one request."

"In order to spread Buddhism, the Buddha Tathagata found a monk who would travel from the Great Tang of the Eastern Lands to the Western Heaven Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures."

"However, this monk may not appear for several hundred years. When that time comes, you will become his disciple and protect him on the journey to the West. He will then naturally help you remove this constraint."

"If you're willing, in the future, if you see a monk wearing a robe that exudes Buddhist aura, stop him and ask him to tear down those two posters on this mountain; he'll help you break free from your bonds."

This concludes Bodhisattva Guanyin Sun Wukong's letter to Sun Wukong.

"Such a good thing?"

"It seems the fortune teller I met in the mountains wasn't lying to me."

After reading Bodhisattva Guanyin's letter, Sun Wukong became very excited.

"What kind of fortune telling?"

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, he asked in confusion.

"Oh, you don't know, once when I woke up from my seclusion, I found that the two guys who came to monitor me had left. However, not long after, I saw a fortune teller passing by."

"I was craving something to eat and wanted him to find me something, so I called him over."

"After I told him what I needed, he didn't refuse. He went out and soon brought me back a bowl of peaches, and we ate and chatted here."

"He asked me why I was being detained here, and I didn't hide anything from him; I told him everything truthfully."

"Then I asked him what he did, and he told me he was a fortune teller. So I asked him to tell me when I could break free from this constraint."

"Alright, I, Zhang San, will calculate it for you today."

After hearing what I said, the fortune teller immediately patted his chest and said he would help me with my fortune telling.

"Actually, I know in my heart that once I'm imprisoned, I might never get out again."

So, just to tease him, I made this request, and to my surprise, he actually did it for me.

He told me that I might be imprisoned for several hundred years, at least two or three hundred, and at most four or five hundred, before I could break free of these shackles and regain my freedom.

"I didn't think much of it at the time. After thanking him, he left."

"However, I never expected that the letter left to me by Bodhisattva Guanyin would give me a glimmer of hope to break free from these constraints."

After reading Bodhisattva Guanyin's letter, Sun Wukong recalled the fortune teller who had told his fortune before, and sighed.