The Diary Of A Monk
International College Hong Kong , Birnbau ,. Sam - 11
Winter , January 2nd ,
Y ou are probably wondering why we are doing this . I ’ m on a journey trying to find land that us mammals aren ’ t very familiar with and to find my true spiritual fulfilment . Ever since my companions and I stepped foot on the path to the mountains , everything changed .
January 25th ,
The weather has been harsh ever since last week . Sun Wukong , you can call him the Monkey King held up for these past few days . But I don ’ t know about that talking pig and the Friar . We just overcame a blizzard . We had to seek shelter in a cave .
January 27th ,
For 2 days we are still in this cave . The Pig is starting to give up and slowly drift into regret for joining us in this trip . We are running out of food and water . This trip is like a rollercoaster towards drought .
February 2nd ,
It has been a month ever since the beginning the journey . Nothing important until just yesterday . While walking over to a bridge I was beginning to feel like we were being stalked by something …. Peculiar . If we were in the bright light there would be an enormous dark shadow . If it were peaceful , something would disturb us . I feel skeptical on how this is going to be in the future .
February 14th ,
During the hike , all four of us heard flesh and bones crunching behind a rock . All of us were so confused . The monkey king made a brave and terrible decision by looking behind a rock . A horrendous creature jumped at the monkey king and threw him onto a rock . He was so badly injured he couldn ' t walk or even get up . The creature ’ s eyes were hypnotising and then I realised what it was . It was a Zhenniao a hybrid between a lion and a dragon . It looked at the pig like it had a desire for its flesh . It was a bloodthirsty predator looking fear and agony on which whatever encounters it . The Zhenniao jumped at the pig and while it was mid air I grabbed a sharp stick and Impaled it ’ s heart . In shock the pig screamed unbearably loud . He was scarred for the past few days .
February 17th ,
For the first time the friar calmed down , but talking pig wouldn ' t talk about anything and the monkey king was so badly injured I had to carry him during the mountain hike . Finally we found someplace to rest . It was near a river where we can catch fish and eat meals . During the night we feasted on fish and had lots of water . The monkey king felt much better and is starting to practice his fighting skills . The Pig would actually say a few words …. Well because of the food . But at least the friar would entertain us . Later that evening we slept in trees but eventually during slumber I woke up to a strange rattling noise . It went on and on and I convinced myself it was just the wind .
February 18th ,
I was still asleep until I heard the shrieks of the pig . I woke up and looked at probably the most terrifying thing I have ever seen in my life . It was a Zhenniao . Not one , but a whole family of it . There was only one thing I could think of in my mind , run ! I shouted the word out loud that I could barely speak after that . All four of us ran and ran until we were out of breath . One Zhenniao started chasing us . I never realised how fast one can go because when it started running it was right behind us . The fear that all of us went through