“Not needed?” I continued to curse, “Damn it, if you were me, would you not be extreme? Today, not only do I want to be extreme, but I also want to take you down!” “Hehe, actually, I am you, and you are me.” He took another sip of butter tea. “This isn’t what I want either; we are both victims.” The fire in my heart grew stronger, feeling utterly unreasonable, and I just wanted to take him down first. At that moment, the lama spoke up.
“Gentlemen, you don’t need to argue this way; let’s first address the issue at hand.” I looked at the person across from me, then glanced at the lama’s indifferent expression, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar, like something out of “Journey to the West”? Was the lama the Buddha? I was Sun Wukong, and the other person was the Six-Eared Macaque.
I cautiously sat down. This guy had previously tried to kill me, and I would never return to a state of unpreparedness. So I kept my distance from him and maintained a defensive and offensive posture at all times.
I said to the lama and this person, “What exactly is going on?” The lama replied, “This gentleman suddenly appeared at the temple gate this noon, just like what happened twenty years ago. He told my little monk that he came from the Snow Mountain. Because he looks exactly like you, I thought you were playing a joke on our little monk, but after interacting with him, I realized you are indeed two different people, so I hurried to find you. I want to know what this is all about.” The fake Wu Xie said, “I spoke to them for a bit and realized you might also be here, but they wouldn’t let me leave. I thought about it, and it would be good to clarify many things by meeting you.”
“You came from the Snow Mountain?” he nodded. I asked, “Since you want to clarify, tell me who you are and what your purpose is.” He picked up the butter tea, refilled his cup without hesitation, and said, “I told you, it won’t do you any good.”
“I just want to die; just tell me,” I said. “Unfortunately, I’ve just started to taste life; I don’t want to accompany you. I can only tell you that my matters and what you have experienced should not be mixed together.” He said, “Time has passed; you are all free now. Don’t investigate any further; don’t ruin what you’ve achieved. If you continue to dwell on it, you might unknowingly fall into another big mystery.”
“I don’t care; a dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water, and besides, I’m not entangled in anything. The reason I’m here is just a coincidence.” “You didn’t come here on your own?” He showed a surprised expression. I nodded, and he set down his teacup and asked, “Then how did you get here?” I thought, how should I say this? Should I tell him that I was set up? Do I need to tell the truth? So I shook my head and cursed, “What business is it of yours?”
“You don’t understand the environment you’re in.” He suddenly stood up. “If you didn’t come here on your own, then we have a big problem.” After he stood up, he quickly scanned the room and asked the lama, “Master, are there any other exits from this room?” The lama shook his head. Just as I was about to ask him what he was doing, suddenly the door to the room was flung open, and several people walked in.
It was those Hong Kong people. Along with the Dalai Lama, about ten people gathered in a small room. The leading Hong Kong man, I recognized at a glance, was a slightly older middle-aged man named Zhang Longban; I couldn’t remember the others.
“Sure enough, you fell for it, kid. With the same kind of character, can’t you think a little better?” The fake Wu Xie sighed. “Why did you all come uninvited?” the Dalai Lama asked.
Zhang Longban didn’t speak; he just looked at the two of us and said, “You two don’t need to have any ulterior motives. With your skills, it’s absolutely impossible for you to leave this room. It’s not easy; you two have finally gathered in one place, so some of our questions seem to be able to be answered.”
“Who are you?” the guy who looked like me asked. “What kind of person are you? Why set this trap for us?”
“I won’t reveal any information until I determine whether you are trustworthy,” he replied.
“You seem to know me quite well,” the fake Wu Xie said. “However, you are a bit overconfident.” After saying that, he suddenly moved closer to me, trapping me in his arm and dragging me back. “Clear a path, or you won’t achieve your goal.”
Zhang Longban looked at us as if we were fools. He opened a gap, and behind him was that girl named Zhang. She raised her hand, holding something up; I realized it was the slingshot I made. Almost instantly, I heard the sound of something cutting through the air. The fake Wu Xie, who had me pinned by the neck, jolted, and he fell over, taking me down with him.
I quickly rolled away, got up, and saw that guy curled up in pain, covering his face.
I turned around just in time to see the girl aiming the slingshot at me. I immediately said, “Stop! I’ll be good—” Before I could finish, I saw her flick the slingshot, and I exclaimed, falling to the ground.
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