Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Five: The Fall
"Your daughter-in-law is long gone?" Sun Wukong reminded Zhu Bajie.
Zhu Bajie looked back at Sun Wukong with confusion, "Brother Monkey, don't talk nonsense, my daughter-in-law has been waiting for me to save her?" ”
"I have searched all the caves here, except for the corpses, which are corpses, and those who are still alive have long since collapsed in all directions, and now the cave-dwelling mountain is an empty mountain." Sun Wukong raised his voice, as if he wanted Zhu Bajie to recognize the reality in front of him.
Zhu Bajie picked up the nine-toothed nail rake and slowly walked towards the hole, his eyes seemed to be shining with fluorescence.
Bodhidharma saw that Zhu Bajie wanted to leave him and abandon Shamen, he was both angry and a little reluctant in his heart, and said: "Bajie, where are you going?" ”
"Master, you leave him alone." Sun Wukong's tone was slightly complaining.
When Zhu Bajie heard this, his footsteps became hesitant, and he said: "Master, I'm sorry, I'm going to find my daughter-in-law, I believe she is still alive, just hiding somewhere." ”
"Bajie, if you step out of this hole, the love between our master and apprentice will also end here." Bodhidharma said indifferently.
Zhu Bajie turned around, knelt down deeply to Damour, kowtowed three times in a row, and tears finally burst out of his eyes, and said: "Master, senior brother can't help it, if it wasn't for my daughter-in-law to save me, my old pig wouldn't be able to live to this day, so no matter life or death, I have to find her, thank you, master, you have taught me a lot of principles of life." ”
After finishing speaking, Zhu Bajie picked up the nine-tooth nail rake and flew towards the northern sky.
"Master, the war here is over, and we are no longer needed, so it's better for us to return to the Western Regions." Monkey King said.
"Well, it's okay, after all, it's because the teacher's virtue is too shallow, and he neither stopped this war, nor did he keep your junior brother, it's just too sad." Bodhidharma is ashamed of himself.
"Master, don't blame yourself too much, it's hard to be perfect in the world, as long as you are worthy of your heart." Sun Wukong comforted him.
Subsequently, Sun Wukong found a white horse, and together with Bodhidharma, he carried a somersault cloud and headed towards the Western Regions.
Hua Mulan and the others are piloting this last aircraft carrier back to the Eastern Continent. Suddenly, the height of the hull began to fall uncontrollably.
"Oh no, Mulan, the anti-gravity energy spar doesn't seem to be working, and the ship is about to fall." Kai said eagerly.
"Order everyone to abandon ship, and every soldier wearing a flying machine wing must carry a soldier who does not wear a flying machine wing." Mulan commanded eagerly.
"Okay, I'll go and inform everyone right away." Kaidao.
The order to abandon ship was passed on to ten, ten to hundred, and soon everyone learned about it. The two thousand fighters on the aircraft carrier began to abandon the ship one by one, and when the hull fell to the ground, just before the hull fell to the ground, all of them successfully abandoned the ship.
"It's only five days away from the Great Wall, and we can save on dry food, so we can stick to it." Kaidao.
"It's just that the sun is so hot, and there isn't a drop of water around." Yang Jian said.
"Presumably, at this moment, the commander has led the main force back to the Great Wall, we can send someone to inform them and ask them to bring us water." Mulan Road.
"Good idea, my Hot Wheels are much faster than flying wings, so I'll leave this task to me." Nezha volunteered.
The people around nodded approvingly, and Mulan also agreed to Nezha's request.
"Nezha, go and go back quickly, take care of yourself on the way." Yang Jian said with concern.
"Don't worry, Brother Yang." Nezha replied with a grin.