The Monkey King

The stone paperweight hit his forehead, causing a red patch.

"You're calculating, you're calculating!" Subhuti glared at Ling Yunzi and didn't say a word for a while.

As time passed, there was silence in the Qianzhen Palace, and the entire atmosphere became extremely depressing.

Ling Yunzi slowly clenched his fists, slowly raised his head, looked directly at Subhuti, his face was calm, and the previous laughter was completely gone.

Seeing this, Subhuti was shocked.

Ling Yunzi said calmly: "The reason why Yang Jian was able to defeat Tianting was because the Supreme Emperor did not take action. Later, Yang Jian surrendered again, before and after he was dismissed. The answer to this mystery has been revealed for a long time. The apprentice knows it even if he doesn't count."

"I know, why do you still accept Yang Chan as your disciple?" Subhuti asked.

Ling Yunzi looked into Subhuti's eyes and asked calmly: "I know, why did the master accept that monkey head as his disciple?"

Subhuti's expression froze and he said coldly: "How can these two be generalized?"

Ling Yunzi asked, "Why not?"

After saying that, he smiled softly, raised his head, and his eyes wandered on the roof beams. There was a rare helplessness in his eyes.

"It's not that my disciple can't calculate, it's just that he doesn't want to do it. It's a blessing, not a disaster, but it's a disaster that can't be avoided. How can a little earthly immortal like me break through the pressure of heaven? Divination is nothing more than seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. It’s just that the way of heaven is irreversible. If everything is too clear, there will be no more surprises. The road to immortality is long, wouldn’t it be a pity if there are no surprises?”

With his hands spread out, Ling Yunzi has the look of a rogue ready to be manipulated by you.

Subhuti stared at Ling Yunzi for a long time, stroking his long beard, and sighed helplessly: "Yang Jian's heart is dead, but Yang Chan's heart is not dead. I'm afraid she will cause some trouble in the future. As a teacher, if you don't associate with Yang Jian's brother and sister, you will have a future." For the sake of the master, it would be better for you to just accept him as your disciple. Just cause trouble for me!"

After saying that, he laughed helplessly again.

The nine sons of Lingtai are all very similar to Subhuti in one aspect, but each of these nine sons takes one place and has its own strengths.

The eighth disciple, Ling Yunzi, always made surprising remarks and hit the point directly. He was the one who understood Subhuti's original intention best, and he was the most favored by Subhuti among the nine disciples of Lingtai. It's just that his bohemian behavior is reckless.

The corners of Ling Yunzi's mouth raised slightly, and he quickly came forward, cupping his hands and saying, "From now on, my new female disciple, please take care of me, Master."

An hour later, Ling Yunzi opened the palace door and walked out. Yang Chan was still standing outside the palace.

"Let's go. Master will arrange a place for you. From now on, you can practice in the temple." Ling Yunzi said.

When Yang Chan heard this, she stared at Ling Yunzi and frowned slightly.

"Don't you need to meet the master?"

"You will have plenty of opportunities in the future. When the old man wants to see you, he will speak up."

Ling Yunzi didn't care about Yang Chan's doubts and pulled her away, muttering: "If the master doesn't accept the tenth junior brother this time, I really don't dare to accept you."

Yang Chan snorted coldly at this, seeming to be very disdainful of being accepted as his disciple. Instead, she kept looking at the door of Subhuti's palace, seeming to be in awe.

Unlike the senior senior brother Qing Fengzi who had few disciples, the eighth senior brother Ling Yunzi had many disciples, but they were all picked up halfway, and they often learned something before entering the school.

Perhaps it was because there were so many monsters among his disciples. After all, there was some barrier between humans and monsters. He built his own Taoist temple, Lingyun Pavilion, on Lingyun Peak thousands of miles away. So there is a saying that "Lingyun Peak is on Lingyun Pavilion, and Lingyunzi is in Lingyun Pavilion". He was very proud of this, and even invited calligraphers in the world to write inscriptions and poems, which became a good talk.

In Lingyun Pavilion, Ling Yunzi often entertained guests, and the guests who sat on the seats were all from the three religions, nine streams, three realms and six realms. Speaking of which, he was also a man with hands and eyes that could reach the sky.

Since he didn't have any disciples living in the temple, Ling Yunzi had to run errands himself to arrange for Yang Chan's future needs. Fortunately, none of the Taoist disciples had the guts to embarrass Ling Yunzi, so the journey was smooth.

In the evening, Ling Yunzi knocked on the monkey's door again.

As soon as Monkey opened the door, before he could react, Ling Yunzi put a hand on Monkey's shoulder.

This surprised the monkey.

The Tao of enlightenment pays attention to one's character and restraint. It's really rare to see people walking shoulder to shoulder like this.

"Isn't this kind of action usually done by a practitioner?" the monkey thought.

He said casually: "Junior Brother Wukong hasn't eaten yet, has he?" No matter what the monkey answered, Ling Yunzi turned around and waved, and three Taoist disciples rushed into the room and set up a banquet on the table.

It's a banquet, but it's really a banquet - wine and meat.

This made the corner of the monkey's mouth twitch violently.

Although Taoists are not as taboo about meat and wine as Buddhists, they are not as big as fish and meat.

The monkey watched dumbfoundedly as the Taoist disciples prepared their arrangements and withdrew from the door. It was only then that Ling Yunzi pulled the monkey into the house: "Junior Brother Wukong, I heard that you have spent ten years here and knelt outside the door for another year. It can be said that you have gone through many hardships. I admire your courage. Well. , Senior brother must give you a good cleaning."

Ling Yunzi sat down on the couch, staring at the dishes on the table, and then at the wine that Ling Yunzi had just poured. The monkey hesitated and said: "This... Eighth senior brother, it seems that the temple is taboo on wine and meat. .”

Ling Yunzi didn't answer. He rolled up his sleeves, reached out and grabbed a piece of pig's trotters and ate it. The smile at the corner of his mouth faded, and he occasionally raised his head to glance at the monkey.

This attitude made the monkey a little embarrassed.

After a while, he finished gnawing the pig's trotters and wiped the oil on his mouth. Ling Yunzi smiled and said: "It is only forbidden to drink alcohol in the temple, not alcohol. It is forbidden to sneak into the Sutra Pavilion, but Junior Brother Wukong is not allowed to do so. In? How come the Eighth Senior Brother has become more honest now?"

After that, he grabbed another chicken leg and started eating it by himself, but his eyes kept staring at the monkey, which seemed to be teasing.

"Well...junior brother, I don't eat meat." After thinking for a long time, Monkey could only say this.

Ling Yunzi suddenly slapped his head and said: "I thought my junior brother didn't give me face, hahahaha." He raised his hand and the whole table of meat and vegetables suddenly disappeared and was replaced by various fruits and vegetables.

But the wine is still there.

Reaching out to pick up the wine pot, he filled two glasses of wine and brought one glass to the monkey. Ling Yunzi asked meaningfully: "Isn't it possible that you don't drink this wine by chance?"

I had heard Feng Ling mention this Ling Yunzi before. According to Feng Ling, he was approachable and highly regarded among Taoist disciples, but he was a bit bohemian and cynical.

But now Monkey suddenly has a feeling that this Eighth Senior Brother is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Maybe this person has many faces, and what he sees every day is just one of them.

In comparison, fifth senior brother Qingyunzi is much simpler. He has the same face and a bad face from beginning to end.

Pursing his lips, a smile slowly appeared on Monkey's face, and he stretched out his hand to take the cup: "I haven't drunk the wine, but since senior brother mentioned it, junior brother will naturally no longer refuse."

Seeing the monkey take the cup, Ling Yunzi suddenly returned to his original smiling look: "That's right, come on, let's have a drink. For the first cup, I wish my junior brother that all the hard work has been rewarded!"

Monkey carefully touched the glass with Ling Yunzi, and when he brought it to his lips, he smelled it deliberately and felt that the wine was not strong, so he drank it down in one gulp.

"Okay! Okay!" Ling Yunzi immediately gave a thumbs up, drank it all in one gulp, burped slowly, stretched out his hand to fill the monkey's mouth again, and said cheerfully: "These brothers and sisters, finally There is someone I can drink with. This second drink, I hope we meet again!"

After that, the cup was raised again.

The monkey smiled awkwardly and had no choice but to follow suit.

I'm not afraid of drinking a little wine, but Monkey is not used to Ling Yunzi's familiar appearance.

He is not a very sociable person, and for more than ten years, he has basically not communicated with others. How can I get used to finding such a warm friend all of a sudden?

At this moment, the wind chime pushed open the door and came in, holding food for the monkeys in his hand.

As soon as he entered the door and saw Ling Yunzi, he was surprised and said: "Uncle Ling Yun! Why are you here?"

After saying that, Feng Chime glanced at the wine bottle on the table, and the surprised look on his face instantly turned into anger.

He strode over and reached out and snatched the wine glass from the monkey's hand, smelled it, frowned and said, "How can a cultivator touch wine?"

His eyes immediately focused on Ling Yunzi, his mouth flattened, as if he was angry, but due to the status of the other party's uncle, it was inconvenient to reprimand him.

Ling Yunzi looked at the appearance of the wind chime, laughed a few times, had to put down the cup, and sighed: "This little wind chime is as pedantic as your master. What is the use of immortality if you can live forever but not be happy?" "

The wind chime pouted, leaned towards the monkey, took the monkey's hand and said: "Master said that the eighth uncle has the most wrong ideas, so just listen to it. If you believe it, you will probably learn bad things. "

The monkey smiled unnaturally.

"Hey, did your master really say that to me? Don't let your little girl make it up." Ling Yunzi patted the table lightly with one hand and stared at him immediately. It's just that his young and immature appearance can't make people scared no matter how angry he is.

The wind chime was not afraid, and immediately stared back, holding the monkey's hand again and saying: "Monkey... no, Uncle Wukong, come on, you'd better eat what I prepared for you."

"What are you doing? We, brothers and sisters, are going to have a night of wine and good talk by candlelight. What are you getting into, little girl?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Feng Ling raised his head and gave Ling Yunzi a look.

Seeing the uncle and nephew bickering, Monkey couldn't get a word in for a while.

Ling Yunzi was about to fight back when suddenly there were rapid footsteps outside the door.

A Taoist disciple opened the door in a panic and shouted: "Uncle Ling Yun, it's bad! Senior Sister Yang Chan and Senior Brother Yu Yi are fighting!"

"What?!" Ling Yunzi staggered and fell off the bed.