"The sky is cracking!" Ukitake had never seen such heavy rain, and the sky seemed to crack. Those Celestial Empire Great Forbidden Army who were hurrying towards Youzhou Terrace were wearing heavy iron armor, which was filled with water and weighed thousands of catties, and they couldn't support it at all, and fell into the mud with a bend of their knees. Even the mighty horses were blinded by the rain pillars from the sky, and they neighed in panic and kicked wildly in the rain.

Although it rained heavily, there was no rain above Youzhou Terrace. Maybe it was the flames that burned away the dark clouds above. Now the rain curtain obscures the vision, and the broken and floating bamboo are hiding under the Bafang copper tripod, "I didn't expect this rain to fall so hard." Little bamboo, next time I will put less charcoal. ”

"If it weren't for such heavy rain, how could we trap these murderous Celestial Forbidden Army?"

"If Brother Guanyue is here, he will definitely set off a perfect fireworks. ”

"We are all just mortals, don't demand ourselves from immortals like the Seventh Brother. ”

"Bamboo, you look at Gu Youzhou, how vast the world is. Is there anything else you want to do that you haven't done yet?"

"Yes, this rain will stop eventually. I think it's time for me to wash my hands and quit after this vote. ”

"Aren't you a monk after you left home?"

"Oh, that's to be young and vulgar as soon as possible. ”

"Why are you still vulgar? Isn't it good to be a monk? Reciting sutras, worshiping the Buddha, and cultivating in the afterlife are better than when you were a bandit, right?"

"Forget it, you don't understand. Don't talk about me. Tell me about you. Is there anything else you'd like to do?"

"Me...... I'm quite happy with my life. I usually walk the pigs, play the chickadees, and go to Jingyun Temple to visit the door, and the life is quite comfortable. I think I'm happier than the emperor. Even if he dies now, he can be regarded as living a life of chic and free. I've had a lot of nonsense in my life, and I can't remember it anymore. It's just that I still owe Brother Guanyue three wishes.

The first wish, I once promised Brother Guanyue that I would help him find his mother in his lifetime. The legend of Concubine Ji is flowing everywhere in the streets and alleys, but I can't find a trace of news about her whereabouts.

The second wish is that I want to make the legendary Uran sake. When the old living Buddha in the holy city passed away, he wanted Brother Guanyue to succeed him, but Brother Guanyue was unwilling. The Buddha who is now succeeded to the throne of Jingyun Temple is a foreign monk. He smokes and drinks, slopers, sings and dances, and is so full of flowers, which is simply indignant. The Buddha said that the Wuran wine brewed by the lord of Shangguan County is the most beautiful wine in the world, if there is a woman in the world, you can make Wuran wine again, he will give up the position of the living Buddha, and return the hair to the world. He should be vulgar, Brother Guanyue should be a monk, only Brother Guanyue is worthy of being the boss of Jingyun Temple!

The third wish is even more ambitious than the first two. I hope that one day, in every dirty corner of the Great Celestial Empire, plants will be planted and flowers will bloom. Then I can hook the chin of Brother Guanyue and tell him domineeringly, the world is so beautiful, don't frown!

So, God, you owe me three more wishes, I can't finish my game here!"