Traverser Management System

Monkey King's body can be transformed into a mountain, and his flesh is incomparably powerful. If he really wants to open his mouth and fill his stomach, he can even eat food as big as a mountain.

Of course, this small cloth bag of food was not enough for him to eat, at most, it was a slaying ceremony.

A few dry foods are nothing more than cakes made of pressed noodles, which are easy to carry after they are cooked.

And that bottle of wine is not a good wine. Zheng Yu found it after searching in the system for a long time. It was the kind of wine brewed from coarse grains on the plane of Wuxia, which was slightly muddy and tasteless to drink. Son, it's a bit sour.

These things together cost Zheng Yu's three origins. He didn't know how long it took, and it only took such a little origin to change things.

But with just such a little thing, he almost ate Sun Wukong into tears.

He sipped the small bottle of wine one by one, for fear that he would drink more without paying attention, taking every sip very carefully.

He wanted to lick even the little wine stain on the mouth of the bottle, and he wanted to put it here to taste the slightly turbid sour wine.

Zheng Yu watched the monkey drinking so carefully, with an aftertaste expression on his face. Zheng Yu licked his lips. He wanted to find a place to change a bottle and taste it. Is it really that good?

The monkey ate this meal for several hours, and even a little bit of the cake that fell on the ground, he would reach out and pick it up and put it in his mouth to continue tasting.

Those who heard it were really sad, and those who saw it shed tears, and Zheng Yu could feel the miserable energy while sitting next to him.

The monkey had eaten everything, and only the half bottle of wine was left beside him, trying not to let his eyes see it. He was afraid that he would drink the bottle of wine if he didn't pay attention.

Zheng Yu really couldn't stand it anymore, and said to the monkey: "You can drink it soon. If I want, I will go down the mountain and continue to find it for you later. It's so bleak, who can I show it to?"

Of course Zheng Yu knew that this was not because the monkey deliberately made this look, but that he really thought that way now, and the natural course of action would have broken Zheng Yu next to Ge Ying.

When the monkey heard it, his eyes flashed golden light, he licked his lips and grabbed the bottle, turned his head and asked Zheng Yu, "You really didn't lie to me?"

Zheng Yu's black line came down again, and he said in a very serious tone, "I will wrap you up for a meal, so you can drink it soon."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he hesitated and smiled, and the dazzling look seemed to make Zheng Yu once again see the spirited and unruly monkey head on the Huaguo Mountain.

He sighed inwardly, and in such a situation, for the sake of a bottle of bad wine, he was able to make Sun Wukong, the great monster of the world, so reluctant.

It can be seen what kind of life this guy has lived under the mountain in the past 200 years. Although he has been able to live safely without eating or drinking, this is a stubborn monkey who is born with appetite and lives like this. It was too miserable.

The monkey's actions made Zheng Yu feel a little bit pity in his heart. Every time he went down the mountain, he would exchange several bottles of wine and bring them up, and occasionally there were a bottle or two of good wine mixed in, making Monkey King smile.

In a flash, a month passed. On this day, Zheng Yu brought a few more bottles of wine to the monkeys at the bottom of the mountain, but took a little less food. After arriving on the mountain, the monkeys were happy.

"Yes, yes, the little monk has won my heart. I brought more wine today, and I'll get more food and drink tomorrow. I haven't tasted meat for a long time, so give me some meat."

The monkey took the cloth bag in one hand and opened it with one hand. After seeing the bottles of wine, he laughed loudly, stretched out a bottle and poured it into his mouth after unplugging it, screaming with joy while drinking.

Zheng Yu stood aside, folded his hands together, and said to Monkey King after calling out the Buddha's horn: "Monkey, one month has come, the poor monk should go."

The monkey's pouring of wine stopped abruptly. After putting down the bottle, he watched Zheng Yu helplessly: "Little monk, how about a discussion between the two of us?"

Zheng Yu put his palms together and said nothing, only looking at the monkey with his eyes.

Monkey King was a little embarrassed to be seen, maybe his skin was already red under his fluffy face.

"Little monk, this month has passed a little bit faster, grandson, I haven't had a good meal yet, you are gone, I will have to suffer for another year."

Zheng Yu watched the monkeys living under this mountain for a month. Except for the head above his neck and his bare arms, he couldn't even move at all in the rest. I really didn't know him. What should I do if my **** is itchy.

With such a huge mountain, all the power is concentrated on the monkey. He can't even turn over. In this way, he has been suffering for 200 years, and then there are 300 years waiting for him. It is really pitiful. It.

However, no matter how much Zheng Yu felt sorry for him, he didn't plan to spend all his time here.

Although it is indeed possible to have a good relationship with the monkey, since the monkey has issued the oath of heaven and the transaction is established, Zheng Yu has basically achieved his goal.

Ten years after the monkey came out of the mountain, it was the journey to the west. Then...

"The world is full of banquets, and the poor monk should also go. These **** brought you some more drinks, which can be used to relieve hunger on weekdays. Put them where you can reach, poor monk. That's it."

Zheng Yu paused, and after speaking the sentence slowly, he saw the monkey's tears and a look of dismay, Zheng Yu was covered with black lines.

"Little monk, although you told me a while ago and asked me to follow you for ten years, my grandson felt that this business was real in his heart, so I was willing to do so."

Sun Wukong suddenly became serious. He stared directly at Zheng Yu and continued: "This month, you gave me all the good food and drink. I saw you didn't eat anything. You are a mortal corpse. Every time I ran up and down, I was really tired on the road."

At this time, Sun Wukong seemed to have made some determination, saying every word: "I don't hide it from you, I am the Monkey King, the Monkey King who made a lot of trouble in the Heavenly Palace 200 years ago."

After he finished speaking, he stared directly at Zheng Yu, wanting to see his reaction. He felt that after he said this, he would definitely surprise this mortal, but he didn't expect it.

"never heard of that!"

Zheng Yu turned around and walked down the trail that he had trampled on.

Hehezhile in my heart: This monkey is stupid, harp...