The Monkey King

Looking at the expressionless Yang Jian, Monkey couldn't help but be a little stunned.

He really couldn't imagine that such words came from Yang Jian. Do you want to leave Yang Chan alone?

Holding his knees, Yang Jian slowly stood up and was about to leave. The monkey shouted quickly: "She can cope with it, how can she cope with it? The six-eared macaque is a bloodthirsty monster! What if... what if..."

Yang Jian stopped, turned his back to the monkey and sighed: "My sister is a smart woman."

"Um?"

Turning around, Yang Jian stared at the monkey expressionlessly and said softly: "She is very smart, smarter than you and I thought, and even a little cunning. This is destined to grow up. As brothers and sisters, if we don't save everything, If I were distracted, I would have died in an unknown corner long ago, and I would not have been able to reach this point."

The monkey looked at Yang Jian blankly, and for a moment, he was a little confused.

After a slight pause, Yang Jianqian swallowed, and continued: "She is a woman, she can be willful, she needs to be coaxed, she can get into trouble, and she can have a bad temper. But... when big things happen, she is still very Calm, at least calmer than me as an older brother. She knows very well what she should do and what shouldn't be done. So, since she said it's okay, it means it's really okay."

After saying that, Yang Jian turned around, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, covering the wound on his shoulder, and walked away step by step with faltering steps.

In the morning light, the monkey stood blinking blankly, looking at the back, feeling in a daze.

After a while, he turned around, picked up Xuanzang, who was still lying on the ground, and flew towards Xiniu Hezhou.

It wasn't until the monkey's figure disappeared from the sky that Yang Jian slowly turned around and quietly watched the direction in which the monkey was leaving.

Wu Long hurried over and reached out to help, but was stopped by Yang Jian.

"I'm fine, just a minor injury."

"Second Master, what are you..." Wu Long frowned and hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?"

When asked this question, Wu Long frowned even more tightly. He opened his mouth, but he hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.

He shook his head helplessly. Yang Jian sighed lightly: "I can no longer control Chan'er's affairs from now on."

"Huh?" Wu Long was confused.

Looking at the stunned Wu Long, Yang Jian smiled faintly and said: "It's not that I don't want to take care of it. It's that I can't take care of it. If the six-eared macaque had just attacked from the outside, there might be some chance. But as soon as he got close... I I can't even catch three moves. I've always been the only one fighting to get close to others. I didn't expect... The God of War of the Three Realms, I, Yang Jian, will have this day. I can't control it... So, what Chan'er said. I'll tell you the truth. That’s it.”

There was an indescribable bitterness in that smile.

…

"Hey." In the strong wind, the monkey suddenly said: "I want to discuss something with you."

Xuanzang, who had been blown away by the wind and couldn't open his eyes, shouted in a long voice: "What...what's the matter?"

"How about you go hide with my master for a few days, just a few days. I'm going to do something serious. After this wind is over, I can continue to the west."

"No, no!"

"Why?"

"Put...put me down and talk."

Helpless, the monkey had no choice but to hurriedly land on a hillside and put Xuanzang down on his back.

As soon as he hit the ground, Xuanzang fell to the ground and gasped heavily. Coughing violently.

"Are you okay?" Monkey then remembered that this time, he didn't even open a shield or anything.

It would be fine if he was a cultivator. Xuanzang, a mortal with no cultivation at all, was being carried on his back and sprinted as fast as possible... That Feng was no joke. Such a torment is too much.

"No...it's okay." Xuanzang finally regained his composure and collapsed on the ground, panting: "Just now, what did you just say?"

"I told you to hide for a few days at my master's place, Xianyue Sanxing Cave. I have to go do something important." He put his hands on his hips. The monkey looked down at Xuanzang who was slumped on the ground, raised his eyebrows and said, "You just said no, what do you mean?"

"No, no, no." He waved his hands and Xuanzang stood up unsteadily, leaning on the ground. He clasped his hands together and said: "The journey to the west is to go against the will of heaven. If you retreat when you see difficulties, how can you save all sentient beings? If there are difficulties, you should face them. How can you dodge?"

Upon saying this, Monkey's brows suddenly furrowed into a frown.

"Are you really crazy?"

"The poor monk is not crazy."

"Are you not crazy yet?" He swallowed dryly. The monkey said with some displeasure: "Yes, you look normal now, but your statement is worse than crazy before."

"The poor monk was not crazy from the beginning to the end."

"Then what happened to all those things you did before?" The monkey pointed to the west and yelled: "Getting wet in the rain and cutting your wrists, do you think you're crazy?"

Xuanzang closed his eyes tightly and sighed deeply without saying a word.

At this moment, the monkey can't control that much. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed Xuanzang and pulled him onto his back.

"What are you doing!"

"It's not up to you to choose! When we get to Xianyue Sanxing Cave, you have the ability to walk back by yourself!"

Ignoring Xuanzang's struggle, the monkey quickly rose into the air. In the strong wind, Xuanzang could only hold on to the monkey tightly, closed his eyes, and did not dare to move.

…

At this moment, the country of lions and camels.

In the gorgeous room, Yang Chan paced back and forth, looking around.

"These are all arranged according to Our Lady's living arrangements in Huaguoshan in the past, and there is absolutely no omission."

Raising her head slightly, Yang Chan looked at the ruins outside through the window lattice. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled slightly mockingly.

It was left behind by the monkeys from the fierce battle here before.

Seeing this, the six-eared macaque coughed twice. The multi-eyed monster quickly walked to the window and lowered the bamboo curtain, turned around and smiled awkwardly, saying: "There are still some inconveniences outside, but I will send someone to clean it up immediately. I will never hinder the Holy Mother. Eye."

Seeing the nervous expression on the multi-eyed monster, Yang Chan's face became more sarcastic. She slowly shook her head and sat down, playing with the tea set and making tea for herself.

"Okay, I'm satisfied. You can go."

"Leave?" The six-eared macaque raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I did what I promised you, but what about what you promised me?"

"What did you promise me?"

"I..." When asked this question, the six-eared macaque was speechless for a moment, pursed his lips for a while, and then lowered his voice and said: "I promise you that I will let you own Huaguo Mountain in the past. Everything you own."

Yang Chan glanced meaningfully at the six-eared macaque, shook the tea cup in his hand and said leisurely: "Did I tell you I wanted these?"

"You! Okay, you didn't ask for it. What about what I want?"

"What do you want?"

"You tell the world that I am the real one!" the six-eared macaque roared. The few little demons standing behind him shrank their necks in fear.

The multi-eyed monster's face looked slightly ugly.

However, at this moment, Yang Chan was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, making his head lower and lower, and he didn't even dare to lift it up. Let alone speak.

"Oh? So that's what you want." Yang Chan burst out laughing, looked at Duomu and said strangely: "Duomu, come, tell your great sage, back then, was his name the Great Sage Qitian? I proved it."

After hearing this, the multi-eyed monster suddenly felt like he wanted to die. He lowered his head, wishing he could find a hole to crawl in. Unfortunately, the six-eared macaque on the side had no such awareness at all. He stared at the multi-eyed monster with wide eyes and some confusion. It seemed like he really wanted the multi-eyed monster to say it.

Under this situation, the multi-eyed monster must not dare to speak.

After a long stalemate, Yang Chan sipped her tea and said with a smile: "The title of the Monkey King never needs to be recognized by anyone. It was hammered out with stick after stick. If you don't accept it, just beat it until you accept it. So I said , you are not him. If you want him, you will never make such a request to me."

"Shut up!" the six-eared macaque roared loudly, and the two little demons guarding the door were so frightened that they fell to their knees. The multi-eyed monster also closed its eyes helplessly.

He suddenly felt. The "Great Sage" he supported was completely different from the original one. Some things really don’t just require practice.

"You guys get out first!"

Put this sentence down. The two little demons present, together with the multi-eyed monster, felt as if they had been granted amnesty and quickly bowed and left. Before going out, the multi-eyed monster hesitated for a moment, looked at each other and Yang Chan, and finally let go of the hand holding the door. The door was not closed.

Everyone else left, and only the six-eared macaque and Yang Chan were left in the room.

The six-eared macaque glared at Yang Chan, gnashing his teeth in hatred for this woman. Yang Chan just sipped her tea contentedly.

"What? Still not convinced?"

"What should I be convinced of?" The six-eared macaque rushed to Yang Chan's side, grabbed her wrist, and roared viciously: "Your flesh is on the chopping board, what should I be convinced of? Ah? You fucking told me , What do I need to be convinced of?"

This move obviously frightened Yang Chan.

More than six hundred years have passed, and to this day, she still only has the cultivation level of the God Refining Realm. Facing a six-eared macaque is like an ant facing an elephant.

At this moment, the wrist held by the six-eared macaque already felt a sharp pain. Beads of sweat slowly fell from his forehead.

However, she just gritted her teeth and endured it without saying a word, staring at the six-eared macaque with her eyes wide open.

After a long time, her face turned pale, and she managed to squeeze out a smile and said: "You know what you want to be convinced of."

Hearing this, the six-eared macaque grinned, exposed its fangs, and roared viciously: "Do you believe it or not, I will kill you?"

"I believe it." Yang Chan smiled even brighter: "However, the monsters in the three realms will not believe that their most beloved Great Sage will kill his wife who is married to a matchmaker. Kill me, even if you are, Not anymore.”

"You!" The six-eared macaque grabbed Yang Chan's wrist tightly, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

"I've known that monkey since he was just a monkey with no cultivation at all." Yang Chan stretched out her hand, slowly opened the six-eared macaque's fingers one by one, and laughed softly: "What makes Monkey King powerful is his heart and obsession. Not just cultivation. How about I teach you how to be the real Monkey King? Don't forget that you assisted him and controlled the entire flower and fruit. It’s me who owns the mountain.”

Looking at the six-eared macaque, Yang Chan smiled lightly.

That charming expression made the six-eared macaque feel dazed for a while, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. (~^~)