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Where did Sun Wukong come from?
Dec 1st
by Meng Xiaoshe (ferocious little snake)#
The always-peculiar Master Ke Yunlu has once again taken flight, saying things like Sun Wukong’s father was Buddha, and his mother was the Bodhisattva Guanyin. And there’s someone who has proven that Sun Wukong was originally from Gansu – truly, in these cool autumn days, as snakes and insects take to their nests to sleep and create the next generation, the monsters and demons come out to write blogs.
So where did Sun Wukong come from? To use a really crude expression, he popped out of a crack in the rock. When I was young, one of my neighbors was the 90-something Old Grandma Jin, whose blind eyes did not prevent her from becoming a famous master storyteller in those parts. Our school even invited her to tell her stories to the entire student body. At that time, the school often had people come to give all kinds of presentations – things like the heroic warriors from Mount Faka, or excellent teachers – the most absurd was a professional speaker from out of town whose topic was “Climbers in Chains,” but none of these people had as much of an effect on the assembly as did Grandma Jin.
According to Grandma Jin, in those days, Guanyin traveled about on her propitious cloud – that is, “cloud-sailing.” When she arrived at the eastern seashore to look at the ocean, she carelessly fell asleep on a rock, and flew off once she awoke. The bodhisattva took a female form at the time – or more correctly, in order to investigate the conditions of the local monkeys, she took on the form of a female monkey. Bodhisattvas have substantial magical abilities, and can transform into thousands of things – transforming into a female monkey, or even a female louse, is nothing special. So as the bodhisattva was sleeping away, her “auntie” made a visit, and the blood ran onto the surface of the rock. She probably did not notice, since otherwise she probably would have wiped it clean before flying off.
With the bodhisattva’s blood, the rock was no longer a common rock, but rather a magical stone.
Everyone knows the rest of the story – the magical stone took in the essence of heaven and earth, absorbed the radiance of the sun and moon, and eventually that stone tossed out a monkey.
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