Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five: Sigh

Sun Wukong jumped through the mountains and forests like a gust of wind, and soon returned to the temple where Bodhidharma was. With a slight leap, he jumped over the low bluestone walls of the temple and saw the master scattering fallen leaves in the courtyard.

"Master, see what I have brought you?" Sun Wukong took out a few peaches he had brought from the market from his arms, "Don't look at the small size of the peaches, but the flesh is crisp and sweet, can you taste them?" The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth turned upward, revealing sharp beast teeth.

Bodhidharma continued to bow his head and sweep the floor, lukewarmly said: "Although the peaches are sweet, the origin is unknown, and a spoonful of well water is enough for the teacher." ”

"Master, my grandson has also been a monk with you for many days, how can I do that rooster and dog thief, this is me to help an old man carry firewood down the mountain, he is grateful to send me to quench my thirst." Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head, grinned, and explained with a playful smile.

Bodhidharma ignored it and buried his head in sprinkling.

"Master, I'll put a small table under the eaves for you first, and then I'll wait for you to finish sprinkling and sweeping, and it's not too late to eat. Master, when my grandson went down the mountain to help the old man carry firewood, he went to the crowded street by the way, and guess what strange things my grandson heard? Sun Wukong said.

"I don't hear anything outside the window, and I only read Prajna books." Dharma Dao.

"Master, I can't imagine that you also have a time when you are elegant and sour. In fact, even if you want to break your head, you won't be able to guess. That high-minded and commanding female emperor can no longer punish you, because she is sick, and she has a strange disease of dementia and madness, and even the imperial doctors in the palace are helpless, hehe, master, shall we go out tonight, or will we have an early fast tomorrow and then leave? Sun Wukong paced around in the courtyard, not forgetting to joke.

"You mean Her Majesty the Tang Dynasty?" Bodhidharma couldn't believe his ears and asked suspiciously.

"That's right, master, my grandson is talking about her, this matter has spread all over the streets, can my grandson still lie to you?" Monkey King said.

"Amitabha." Bodhidharma sighed and folded his hands.

Just when the master and apprentice were saying a word, Sun Wukong suddenly heard a strange sound on the roof of the attic behind him. "Well, who's snooping over there?" After speaking, Sun Wukong turned around, his legs bent slightly, a bounce, and easily jumped to the top of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion beside him.

Bodhidharma stopped sprinkling and sweeping, looked up, and saw two behemoths thrown down by Wukong from the top of the pavilion, and the two objects were whistling through the air and rushing straight to the ground. "Bang, bang." With two sounds, the bluestone floor of the courtyard was suddenly smashed into a spider-like fracture line.

"Ah, it's a demon?" Bodhidharma exclaimed.

Sun Wukong jumped down from the top of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, took out a bronze golden hoop stick from behind him, and with a "bang", one of the demons was held high in the air, and the top of the golden hoop stick happened to be embedded between the ribs of the demon clan.

"Wukong, don't kill!" Bodhidharma said in a stern tone.

"Don't worry, master, the apprentice is measured." Sun Wukong said, "You two stinky skins, who borrowed the courage of the two of you, only your grandfather Sun and I have been eavesdropping on others, when did you let others eavesdrop, are you impatient?" Sun Wukong turned his face and said angrily.

"Grandpa, let me go quickly, Zhu Gangguan is here to compensate you." Pig Gang laughed.

"Ho, I can't believe that you can not only understand human language, but also speak neat human language. Tell me honestly, who are you, and who sent you here? If there is half a lie, be careful that your stomach is broken! Sun Wukong roared in aside, and lifted the demon on the golden hoop stick even higher.

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't! The human language in my mouth is taught word by word by the common people caught by the military advisor, and this time I came to Guibao Temple, on the order of my military advisor, to invite Grandpa Sun to return to the northern land to discuss the great cause of conquering the human race. I also hope that Grandpa Sun can ignore your past suspicions and work together with the king of my family to fight side by side to expel all the human races from Proxima Centauri. After all, Proxima Centauri is the common home of all our demons, and their human race is an out-and-out invader, and they are imported from the earth to settle down by famine. Pig Gang said.

"Is your military advisor called Guiguzi?" Sun Wukong asked rhetorically.

"Yes, that's right, it was the Guiguzi Military Master who sent the two of us to invite you." Pig Gang Chiena.

"What kind of bullshit king are you, is it called the Bull Demon King?" Sun Wukong then asked.

"Hee-hee, got it, you still ask." Pig Gang laughed.

Sun Wukong threw the golden hoop stick forward, and the pig gang rumbled into the corner of the wall and fell to the ground, and Bodhidharma sprinkled a pile of fallen leaves in the corner of the wall, and the heavy air waves when the pig just landed were blown into the air, and the fallen leaves were scattered all over the courtyard again.

"I have already broken off with your bullshit Bull Demon King, if he hadn't sneaked away and betrayed me in the Origin War, how could I have been imprisoned by Nuwa for so long." Sun Wukong said angrily.

Zhu Gang leaned against the wall, struggled to get up, and coughed twice from time to time, "Our king also said that as long as you are willing to go back with me, he is willing to give up the demon throne to you!" Pig Gang still salivated and laughed.

"Oh, you green ramming pig, here to bewitch the public, demagoguery, believe it or not, pull off your ears and drink alcohol?!" Sun Wukong said angrily, stepped forward and grabbed the big ears of the pig Gangguan.

"Grandpa, grandpa, you light, wait for me to eat a few more years of Terran steamed buns and fatten my ears, then the scenery will be delicious." Pig Gang guarded his ears and said in pain.

"You rammer, it's quite flamboyant, the shrimp soldiers and crabs are all so flamboyant, how can you let me believe your bullshit king, he was afraid that I would find him trouble in the future, so he coaxed me with good words, so that he could give me monkey meat and mushroom stew, are you stupid?!" Sun Wukong flew up and kicked on Zhu Gangguan's fat buttocks, only to see that Zhu Gangguana's limbs didn't have time to support the ground, so he slammed and fell heavily to the ground.

"If I get up again, you stinky monkey will probably kick me down, I'll just play dead, and then take the opportunity to slip away." For the demons who are not good at scheming, a clever idea of pretending to be dead is quickly turning in the mind of Zhu Gangguan.

"I couldn't die from a heavy fall on the floor from the attic just now, and I died with a slight kick? I can't imagine that in front of your grandfather, I played with a deceitful corpse! Sun Wukong thought.

"It's a pity to say that death is death! A green pork belly, just like that, lost the most tender taste, tsk... I'll still use a golden rod to mash it and bury it under the tree as fertilizer. Sun Wukong said leisurely.

When Zhu Gang heard this, he stood up suddenly, and said with a sneer: "Grandpa Sun, I'm not dead, okay, I just lay on the ground and reminisced about your god." ”

"Wukong, ask him clearly, what exactly does the great cause of conquering the human race refer to?" Bodhidharma suddenly spoke.

Sun Wukong picked up the ears of the pig again, and shouted: "Did you hear it, my master asked you, what the hell is your bullshit cow king's great cause of conquering the human race?" Tell the truth, otherwise you will be smashed and fed to the tree immediately. ”

"Grandpa Bodhidharma, Grandpa Sun, we really don't know, this is a high secret, how can we two little minions know." Pig Gang argued.

"yes, yes, we really don't know." The demons on the side echoed.

"Wukong, let them go." Dharma Dao.

"Master, this pig's head is proficient in human language, it's better to leave him first, and cook for us, let him go, and it is unknown if he will only eat more people." Monkey King said.

Bodhidharma did not answer, and continued to sprinkle and sweep the courtyard.

Sun Wukong turned around and yelled at another demon who was so green that it turned purple: "I'll leave this pig first, you go back and tell your bullshit Bull Demon King, with my Sun Wukong here, don't think about the idea of beating the human race, don't get out of here!" ”

I saw that the demon clan activated the flying wings behind him, and jumped out of the wall with a whoosh.