A dazzling white light fell. I saw that between the confluence of the sky, the young monkey held a dagger in his hand.

'Roar~~'

The dull roar of the dragon on the dagger rang out again, accompanied by the metallic sound of the blade cutting through the air, intertwining with it and making a clanging sound. A blood-red glow passed through the corner of his eye.

The moment the light faded, the dagger in his hand also came into close contact with the ground.

'Qiang~' A dull metallic voice rang out in his ears, pushing out endless waves in all directions, "It should be dead, right?"

The young monkey clenched the dagger, looked at the ground with a calm head, muttered in a muffled voice at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person was half-crouched on the ground.

In an instant. A cloud of dust was kicked up on the ground in all directions, burying the young monkeys inside.

'Rustling~' A strange gust of wind and dust swept through, sweeping in all directions of the dust like ice.

'Whew~'

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes trembled, his deep purple pupils shrank, and he raised his hand intentionally and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"What just fell from the sky?" Yang Ling looked at the dust that was kicked up, remembering that the light he had just seen had passed by, and his heart felt a little more palpitating.

Half a minute passed. His heart calmed down a lot, and his eyes moved away from the dust.

"I don't know what happened to the monkey?" he stood and looked around, but he couldn't see him, "Could it be that this monkey has turned to dust?"

Re-gaze on the dust. His eyes trembled slightly, and his expression was embarrassed.

'Cluck~' The heart suddenly beats, and the corner of the eye under the right eye trembles slightly.

The young monkey slowly got up. A cold light flashed in his eyes, he squinted at the dagger in his hand with a calm head, and two cold breaths bloomed at the corners of his mouth.

'Huh~' After a second, he swung vigorously in all directions. A green light streaked across the sky and pierced the dust in all directions.

'Zheng~~' When the sharp blade touched the surface of the air, it let out a clanging roar.

In an instant—

The dust in all directions was dispersed by the impact of the waveless waves.

A moment passed.

'Rustle~~' A slight wind dust skimmed by, and also carried away the dust on the ground for a moment.

After the wind and dust. A few green leaves floated from the void, as if the water in the stream was slow and gentle, with a hint of calm.

The young monkeys stand in place. When the green leaves float around it, it is like an invisible and sharp knife that slashes the enemy under the horse.

'Click~' The deep voice resounded in all directions, and the green leaves turned into two petals and withered.

The young monkey looked up. The green light on the dagger gradually dissipated, and the dust at his feet was blown away by the aura emanating from his body.

"Huh?"

His gaze swept in all directions. But there was no figure in the underground in all directions, and there was a trace of palpitation in my heart, "Is it gone?" muttered to himself with bated breath.

"Doesn't seem to be dead. ”

After the dust clears.

The corners of his mouth slanted slightly, and his heart calmed down a lot. "I thought you were dead. Yang Ling stepped forward and half-squatted down, with a childish smile on his face.

The sound merges into the monkey's ear. A blood-red light swept across his eyebrows again, "Why does it sound familiar?"

Its legs trembled, and its eyes shook slightly. The young monkey cautiously looked behind him, not daring to make much movement, as if his surroundings were still at this moment.

'厮~~'

Moment. The whole expression was wooden, the corners of his mouth gasped, his eyes trembled and shook, and the whole monkey was petrified in place.

Young Monkey: This, this is impossible! Why are the gods and ghosts and Ah Demon Lei not dead? The trick just now, even if it is an ordinary person, has already turned into a dead soul under the knife, and it is impossible for him to be alive!

Half a minute has passed. After recovering from the petrification, he wiped his eyes and looked at the other again.

'Woo~~'

The next second.

Covering his lips tightly, his voice was much lower, his eyebrows were wrinkled into a 'Chuan' character, his eyes trembled, and his deep pupils were constricting tightly.

"It seems that the old man is right, and now he can only wait for death to come. "The young monkey closes its eyes and is comfortable when it lies on the ground.

Young Monkeys: There is a saying among the older generations that if you don't kill the gods and ghosts before they wake up, you can only wait for them to die if you want to kill them when they wake up.

“...... Why did this monkey faint again?" Yang Ling looked at the monkey who had passed out, and he was also stunned.

'Alas~~' He calmed down and shook his head helplessly. The corners of his mouth were accompanied by a long sigh.

Yang Ling stood up straight, raised his head to look at the sky, and then moved his gaze to the young monkey, "It's not too early, there will be classes in the afternoon." It's not a matter of putting it here either, so let's take it home first. ”

Came to the monkey's side, half-squatted down, looked at the monkey with a calm face, and said flatly: "Little monkey, let's go!" made a movement with both hands to stop the stars and the moon, and hugged the monkey lying on the ground in his arms.

"Huh?"

There was a shaking all around, but the murderous aura did not come. The young monkey wondered, "Isn't he willing to eat?"

Just as it was puzzled, Yang Ling's voice came from its ears.

"Little monkey, we're going home. The moment the words fell, he also took a step and left the place.

"Home?"

The young monkey was puzzled.

Suddenly.

It sank in his heart and called softly on the side of his mouth, not daring to open his eyes, so he had to silently recite in his heart: "Ask the monkey ancestor 'Monkey King', bless your descendant little monkey, and be safe." I don't know how many times I repeated this sentence in my heart.

On the way home, Yang Ling hugged the little monkey and aroused the puzzled eyes of many people who ate melons. Even some people who eat melons, in order to answer the doubts in their hearts, specially stepped forward to stop and ask, and they were perfunctory by him one by one every time.

For this reason, the people who eat melons are very helpless. However, Yang Ling said that he was even more helpless and felt bored.

After half a ring. Yang Ling carried the young monkey through some narrow alleys, but stopped at the alley entrance.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity and looked around the corner, his eyes were trembling slightly, and the corners of his eyes were already moist, "Little monkey, look, after the corner is my home." There was some amusement in his tone.

This alley is accessible in all directions. It is a necessary intersection to go home, but it is also a place where old people often come to rest and enjoy the coolness.

Although it is now past the season of coolness. The branch of a locust tree that grew in the middle of the road was also covered with snow-white ice flowers, but the huge tension also made it like a big umbrella, sheltering people from the rain and enjoying the shade.

In recent years, there have been fewer people coming and going in the neighborhood.

Whenever people pass by, they stop in front of this locust tree. It took three seconds to stop before continuing to walk, presumably for nostalgia.