Wang He got up, remembered his identity and task, and glanced down, this little drill wind was wearing a yellow-gray coarse cloth sleeveless gown on his upper body, and a pair of fat, big and tattered cropped pants on his lower body, with bare soles, and thick black and dense hair on his feet and calves.

Because there was no mirror and he couldn't see his own appearance, Wang He raised his thick hands and molded his head, and his loose hair had two short cone-shaped horns.

With this movement, a bell rang on his body.

Wang He looked down and saw that there was a belt made of the skin of an unknown animal around his waist, there was a bell hanging on his waist, and a velvet rope was tied, and he stretched out his hand and pulled out a gold lacquer brand from his clothes, and the back of the brand was engraved with a pattern of the demons of Weizhen, and there were three big characters on the front, and below these three words, there were three smaller numbers: one seven four.

Looking at these three numbers, Wang He's whole person is not good:

"One seven four, 174, to die...... Nima, this is an unlucky number! Alas, forget it, this is a little demon playing soy sauce, if it weren't for the classic line that the king called me to patrol the mountains, I guess no one would remember him. I'd better finish the task first!"

Wang He picked up a flag with the word "Ling" written on it from the ground, a wooden pole and a short wooden stick, carried the Ling Flag on his shoulder, grabbed the wood with both hands and struck each other, making a bangbang sound, and walked down the mountain.

Wang He doesn't know what lines the original version of Xiao Zhuanfeng said, and most of the plots in the CCTV version of the "Journey to the West" TV series have been forgotten, anyway, when it comes to his own version, of course he has to sing!

"The king has called me to patrol the mountains

I'll turn the world around

Beat my drums

Ring my gong

Life is full of rhythm

……”

Blowing the cool breeze in the mountains, listening to his own song echoing in the mountains, Wang He knocked and beat, and when he thought it was interesting, he heard a voice behind him:

"Walkers, wait for me. ”

Wang He listened and looked back, and saw a monster dressed exactly like himself, standing seven or eight steps behind him, he looked taller than himself, with yellow hair like the non-mainstream, a pointed mouth, two big eyes, and black eyes.

Wang He said strangely:

"Who are you?"

The man...... The monster opened its mouth and said with an expression that was more ugly than crying:

"Brother, it's me, the family doesn't recognize me?"

As soon as he saw this non-mainstream brother, Wang He suddenly remembered that this demon was transformed by the Monkey King of the Great Sage, and it didn't take long for his little demon to die under Sun Dasheng's wishful golden hoop stick, turning into a ball of meat puree!

Wang He suddenly woke up:

"I'm here to complete the mountain patrol mission, not to hold a concert, why do you beat gongs and drums and sing to get his attention?!"

Wang He knew that he might not be able to complete the task this time, but because there were still a lot of time limits and many opportunities to read the files, he didn't panic, and he wanted to witness the true face of Monkey King and see what was different from what was in movies and television, and after making up his mind, he shook his head and said:

"How can I have a brother like you in my family?"

The monster stretched out his finger and pointed to his own face and said:

"Why not me? ”

Wang He pretended to look left and right, up and down, and shook his head again:

"I see clearly, I really don't. What do you do?"

After hearing this, the monster rolled his two eyes and said:

"No wonder you don't recognize me, I, I'm the one who burns the fire. ”

After listening to this, Wang He said lightly:

"Oh. Then go and burn your fire, I am a mountain patrolman, and we will do our own thing. Goodbye, bye. ”

DengdenDeng......

Wang He said that he would stop singing the song, and he would stop knocking on the bangzi, so he turned around and continued to walk down the mountain, but it flew up at a fast speed, not like patrolling the mountain, but like running the mountain.

The monster was dumbfounded, and when he reacted, Wang He had already run away.

"Hey, where to run?"

The monster sneered and jumped up!

Wang He was just glad that he had thrown the monkey off, and before he could catch his breath, a gust of wind blew, and the monster appeared in front of him again!

"Hey, why did you get ahead of me?"

Wang He pretended to be surprised. If there were doubts just now, then it can now be confirmed that this demon is 100% of Sun Wukong's become.

The monster said angrily:

"Why are you patrolling the mountains so fast?

"Close ......"

Wang He originally wanted to disdain to say that it was your, can you manage it as a fire-burner? But after thinking about it, if he angered Bi Ma Wen, it would be himself who was unlucky, so he fooled and said:

"Off...... You don't understand about this, right? There are fast and slow patrols, and I am on duty today on the fast patrol shift, so I have to run and patrol. Okay, I won't talk to you more, bye-bye. ”

DengdenDengDengDeng......

After Wang He finished speaking, he strode up, crossed past the monster, and galloped along the mountain road. After running for a few miles in one breath, he slowed down slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart, this time the monster did not run to the front again, he ran past him just now, and he did not stop him.

When I was wondering in my heart, after going up a steep slope, a straight mountain peak appeared in front of me, and this mountain peak was inserted in the mountain like a brush, which was very strange. Next to a few large rocks below the mountain, there are more than a dozen monsters dressed similarly to Wang He, either sitting or standing or leaning on the stones, and the command flags of the mountain patrol are either leaning on the stones or thrown directly on the ground.

As soon as Wang He appeared, the sharp-eyed monster screamed:

"One-seven-four, are you lazy again?"

Wang He was stunned, and after being stunned for a moment, he realized why he was lying on a big rock when he first came back to his senses, and it turned out that the little drill wind he possessed was a sneaky and slippery guy.

Seeing that Wang He was speechless, the monster on the opposite side knew that he had been said again, and they all laughed!

"One Seventy-four, if you continue like this, sooner or later the king will know. I don't know how you're going to die!"

"It doesn't matter if you're dead, but don't bother me!"

"You damn lazy worm, don't sleep lazily when you're patrolling the mountains! If Tang Seng and his party are let go by you and anger the king, our class won't have any good fruit to eat!"

"That's right, damn 174! If you want to die yourself, don't bother me!"

The monsters were full of affection, all of them were fierce and vicious, gritting their teeth as if they wanted to bite people, Wang He was in a dilemma for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

"Hahahaha......"

At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded overhead, all the monsters were taken aback, and they all looked up and stared, there was a monster sitting on the top of the mountain more than ten meters high and like a brush, and the appearance was the same as the dress of One Seven Four, but the expression was arrogant and arrogant.

Wang He saw at a glance that this demon was the monster transformed by Sun Wukong.

The monsters who were still scolding Wang He just now, when they saw the monsters that Sun Wukong had become, they looked at each other, and after a while, one of the strongest monsters said in a rough voice:

"Who are you, and why are you running up there laughing?"

The monster sitting on the top of the peak laughed a few more times, his face sank, and he spoke:

"What a gut! You mountain patrollers are getting more and more unseemly, and you dare to look at the king, what crime should you be guilty of?!"