The Monkey King

Yang Chan opened the door of the monkey's room with his shoulder, and threw the two little demons to the ground with a flick of his hand.

At this time, the monkey had already woken up, sitting cross-legged on the couch, with his hands cuffed with black iron shackles sent by Subhuti. His eyes were completely red, but the muscles on his body were still tight, trembling, and his mouth was slightly open. Two fangs were looming, as if they were about to explode at any time.

Just after the two little demons glanced at each other, the monkey turned to stare at Yang Chan.

Those eyes were full of hostility.

"Kill him." Yang Chan said expressionlessly, "Blood can quickly relieve your pain."

Upon hearing this, the two little demons hugged each other in fear.

The monkey still stared at her and said tremblingly: "You wanted me to be isolated on purpose, right?"

Yang Chan didn't answer, but pointed at the two little demons and urged: "Kill them."

"Answer me——!" The monkey roared violently, and the sound was deafening.

Suddenly, the muscles all over his body swelled more and more, only suppressed by the faint glow of the black handcuffs.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chan avoided the monkey's gaze and said, "So what? You have chosen the wrong master. Subhuti only knows how to plot against you. From the time you entered the school until now, he has been there all the time. You are being plotted against you, can’t you feel it? If you are isolated or even expelled from the school, wouldn’t that be just right? I can take you to see Master Yuding, and you will become a peerless hero like my second brother Yang Jian!”

"Don't mention Yang Jian to me, he is him and I am me!" The monkey's throat slowly burst into hoarse laughter, and then said: "Subhuti plotted against me? What about you? You didn't plot against me?"

The monkey clenched his fist and punched the couch, breaking a wooden board on the spot.

Hearing the noise, Feng Chie rushed in from outside the house. As soon as he came in, he saw Yang Chan, and the angry look suddenly appeared on his face again.

"You're not welcome here!" she yelled.

Seeing the two people's identical attitudes, Yang Chan turned around angrily and said, "I'm too lazy to argue with you two! Stupid!"

After that, he went straight out of the door, leaving only the monkey, wind chime, and two little demons in the house.

"they are……"

Without answering the wind chime, the monkey just stared at the two trembling little monsters, one big and one small.

Both of them have transformed into human forms, but they are still not fully transformed. It seems to be due to lack of Taoism.

They were all wearing ragged clothes, their hair was disheveled, and their faces were so unkempt that it was difficult to see their faces.

One of them was the size of an adult, with two goat horns and a beard. It looked like a goat spirit, like an old beggar.

The other one looked like a little beggar, but it had two fox ears.

Although the species are obviously different, they are like two grandsons when they hug each other tightly.

He looked even more miserable than the monkey before he started.

…

After leaving the house, Yang Chan's expression changed slightly and she looked up at the cliff not far away.

With a cold snort, Yang Chan flew up into the air towards the top of the cliff, and landed firmly on the cliff after a while.

As soon as he stood still, Yang Chan's body suddenly shook slightly, as if he felt something again, and he looked blankly at the dark woods in the distance.

There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

Before she could recover, a figure had quietly appeared in front of her.

"Yu Yi?" Looking back and seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Yang Chan chuckled and said, "What, do you want to avenge the last time? I will accompany you to the end."

Yu Yi snorted coldly, took out something from his sleeve and threw it directly towards Yang Chan.

Yang Chan reached out to catch it, spread it out and saw that it was a medicine exuding a light mist. The medicine is still warm, as if it has just come out of the oven.

"Give it to Uncle Sun to take later." Yu Yi said lightly.

Holding the round pill in the palm of her hand, Yang Chan examined it under the moonlight and asked, "Did Subhuti send it to you?"

Yu Yi didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"Ha, you are quite concerned about it now? You were injured like that last time and you didn't come to see him. He doesn't know how he became a master."

Yu Yi said coldly: "Master asked me to bring you two sentences."

"Say." Yang Chan raised her eyebrows as beautiful as willow leaves.

"The first sentence is for Uncle Sun. Master explained that this pill has the effect of calming the mind, but it can only temporarily suppress the anger. He must practice according to his ability in the future and never cause anger again. riot."

"Exactly." Yang Chan smiled contemptuously: "Just do what you can within your capabilities? After all, the anger needs to be vented to eliminate it. What else?"

"The other sentence is for you. Master said that this is Xieyue Sanxin Cave in Lingtai Mountain, not Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain. Everything must be controlled within a certain degree. If it is exceeded, it will be bad."

Yang Chan was stunned for a moment, then gradually laughed out loud: "Oh, is this considered a threat? If your own apprentice doesn't teach you, why don't you allow others to teach you?"

After that, he tossed the elixir in his hand and played with it, staring at Yu Yi with interest from time to time.

"How dare you! How dare you speak like this!" Yu Yi gritted his teeth and shouted, one hand already touching the hilt of the sword.

Without looking down on Yu Yi at all, Yang Chan put the elixir into her sleeves, folded her hands and said with a smile, "I'm not even afraid of the Jade Emperor, but how can I be afraid of Subhuti? Who do you think I am, the third wife of the Yang family? I hate this kind of thing the most. There are people who are hiding behind their backs and gesticulating and scheming. Let’s talk openly about anything. That monkey wants to break through the realm and begs me to help him prepare medicine. We are all willing to do it, and there is no limit to what we can do.”

Those charming eyes were full of provocation, as if they were just waiting for Yu Yi to fight with her.

Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Yu Yi said coldly: "You can take care of yourself. If you really anger the master, even your brother who has sealed the title of Erlang Zhenjun will not be able to protect you!"

After that, he turned around and left in a leap.

Looking at Yu Yi's retreating figure, Yang Chan murmured to himself: "It would be great to have a good fight. It would be better if Subhuti comes to the rescue. Yu Yi can tolerate this. After all, he is the one whom Subhuti relies on the most." A second-generation disciple. Haha, I originally wanted to have a fight to vent my anger, but whose disciple is he?"

After saying that, Yang Chan glanced at the dark woods before, jumped off the cliff and returned to the wooden house, opened the door and put the pill sent by Subhuti on the table, and said to the monkey: "Take it. Your master brought it to you, saying it can suppress it temporarily." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave without waiting for the monkey's answer, but he stopped as if he remembered something, looked around the whole room, frowned and turned around She turned around and stared at the monkey and asked, "Where are the two little demons?"

"Let him go." The monkey replied without raising his eyelids.

"Let him go!" Yang Chan's voice suddenly rose an octave, and she turned around and wanted to rush out the door.

"Stop chasing her. If I can let you go, I won't let you chase her back."

"You!" Yang Chan turned around and glared at the monkey, feeling angry for a moment. After biting his lip for a long time, he pointed at the monkey and shouted: "Do you know how many miles I traveled to catch these two little monsters? This Lingtai Mountain is filled with fairy energy. Subhuti has set up a Taoist temple here, and there are countless magic circles overtly and covertly. , how could a goblin just want to get close to you?"

"That's your business. I didn't remember asking you to help catch the goblin." The monkey glared back.

Yang Chan was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Are you crazy? Two little goblins, just two little goblins. What's wrong with you killing them? You never spared your fellow apprentice brothers, but you felt sympathy for them. The heart is here? It was actually released? The cultivator said that if you don’t kill demons to eliminate the evil spirit, what do you want to kill?! Could it be that you still want to kill people, but you can’t kill immortals!”

As he spoke, he knocked over the teapot and teacups on the table.

The monkey remained unmoved, staring straight ahead without looking at her, and said calmly: "Have you forgotten? I am also a demon."

…

On the rugged mountain road, the wind chime held a lantern and walked slowly with the two shivering little demons until they stopped in front of a cave.

"Hide inside for now. I'll take you down the mountain tomorrow morning." The wind chime turned around and said to the two little demons.

As a result, the goat spirit knelt down with a plop, then pulled the stunned vixen, and the two of them knelt in front of the wind chime.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ling blinked and asked in surprise.

I saw the goat spirit pleading with tears and snot in his nose: "Please accept me from the Immortal! When we come down from the mountain, there are patrol generals above and demon kings from all the mountains below. Sooner or later we will be dead. Please take me in from the Immortal."

"I...how...how can this be done!" Feng Ling said in panic: "I am just a Taoist disciple, and this...takes in outsiders without permission, I..."

The goat spirit raised his head and said: "The Immortal Chief only needs to inform your fellow disciples who are patrolling the mountain. We will settle down at the foot of the mountain. We just want a shelter and will never cause any trouble with the Immortal Chief! In the next life... no, in this life I am willing to be an ox or a horse for the immortal, and pray that the immortal will be fulfilled!"

After arguing for a long time, looking at the two little demons crying, they couldn't break up, so Feng Ling had no choice but to agree.

Most of the time, wind chimes have a bad problem, that is, they are too kind-hearted.

You can't just watch them die, right?

She had heard some things about goblins, but she couldn't bear to drive them down the mountain to watch them die.

But it was easy to agree, and the headaches were still to come.

How should I tell my senior brothers and uncles?

Feng Chime couldn't help but frown, pouted, and walked blankly on the long stone steps alone.

Just when she was feeling dizzy thinking about it, a purple figure fell from the sky.

"Little Feng Ling, you have killed me, my senior brother. Didn't you say that you will never take that Kuo Ling Pill until you get better? Now Senior Brother Qingfeng wants to settle the score with me!"