Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 199

Once they reached to a dead end, they stopped, and took a glance back.It was a long hallway that they
passed, but they didn't notice how long they went-since they were very interested in the furniture, and the
lights. Now they also realised that there is no chance to go back home again, because the hallway also
looked like a maze. Suddenly, the ground shook. When they turned around, the monkey king had
disappeared. Then the Friar, the talking pig, then it took a few seconds, before Xuanzang was gone.
When they opened their mouth to say, “trappers! You ain’t going to do this to us!”they froze , and right
after that a different word came out of their mouth. “WOW!”
That was the only thing they could say. They all, was transported with some sort of power, and in front of
them was a person ,who looked like a king, sitting peacefully, but with wide-opened eyes.He had golden
clothes everywhere on him, and a golden club was at the back of his throne, which was gorgeous, and it
kind of looked uncomfortable. They quickly changed his face expression, from scared to fierce, and chanted
together:”This is I, the Xuanzang's team, we are fierce but we are kind! We ain’t any intruders, but we
ought to be for your treasure!” However, the king looking man did not stand up, call his armies, and calling
for war, he looked peaceful. As peaceful as can be. He stood up, and afterward introducing himself:”Haha,
ok, I get it . Ok, please let me introduce myself, I am the god of India,my name is Hanuman. I would not
make you go to jail by the first try, but I may not see what is going to happen to you on the second one.
What is your name may I ask?”
Days after day, Hannaman and the Xuanzang’s team became best friends. They had tea together, and they
walked together under the orange maple leafs. After the trust from Hanuman, he showed them a room filled
with other golden furniture, and he turned back to them. “ I have not introduced to you the name of the
castle. It is called the Mysore palace. It is called so, because it is at the center of the mysore city. It is a very
rare place for us gods. However, somehow I live here.Now, get ready to see the history of this mysore
palace.”Hanuman turned around again, and started to dig in a hill of treasure.At last, he stopped. He seemed
to find something and he looked around for spies. He turned his body once again to the team, and told
them:” This is what I think you are here for. The scroll in the chest.” Not only the talking nodded, but also
the monkey king nodded.They stepped forward, and said” Mr. Hanuman. You are right. Are home is near
to be destroyed. Thank you. Thank you!”
After they got the chest with the scroll, they returned to China. They passed the scroll to the king of China
later, and so the monastery standed for ever long.The Americans gave up, and left from China.