"Maruko, grandpa told you that when grandpa was young, he was very strong."

"Grab a 'half Monkey King' and grab his tail to lift him up, just like this......"

I don't know why, when he caught this half of the Monkey King, Yang Que suddenly had such a picture in his mind.

In his old age, he boasted to future generations about his "glorious deeds".

"Calm down." Throwing out the strange picture in his mind, Yang Que put down half of the Monkey King and said to the Roaring Sky Dog.

"He's only half left, how can I calm down!"

The roaring dog is very excited, this is the Monkey King!

Monkey King, fighting to defeat the Buddha, is not a cat or a dog.

"It's only half, for a strong person of this level, a doppelganger is not very normal, you can treat it as a special doppelganger." Yang Que put down half of the Monkey King.

It can be seen that half of the Monkey King was cut off by the waist, and there is no upper body.

The fracture is very flat, and the wound is not flesh and blood, but a dark gold color, which looks a little chaotic.

If you touch it, it's like touching a stone, it's hard and cold.

At least Yang Que pushed a little harder, and he couldn't leave any traces on it.

What will happen if you try your best, Yang Que doesn't know, and he won't try it at will.

"What's going on with him? Didn't you still move just now? The whistling dog calmed down a bit.

"I don't know, it seems that it won't move after the shock, you wait a minute, I'll take a look." Yang Que walked to the pit that he had just smashed out and pulled it twice with a wooden stick.

The upper body of the Monkey King was not found.

Just as he was about to say something, Yang Que suddenly heard a very light voice from outside.

"Listen, dog. Did you hear anything? Yang Que said.

"What?" The Roaring Sky Dog temporarily put down half of the Monkey King, walked over and listened.

After a while, the dog's face changed: "This is ......"

"What?"

"This language can be regarded as the mainstream language of the Three Realms." The Three Realms in the mouth of the Roaring Sky Dog are naturally the "source place" that the group of immortals have given up.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about my poor apprentice, who died just after he came out...... "The Howling Dog had a strange face.

Yang Que also had a strange face, because of this short sentence.

The pages of the mountain and sea have completed the "simultaneous translation", so that he can vaguely hear what is lamenting outside.

"Go out and have a look."

Yang Que immediately made a decision, first went back to put the motionless half of Sun Wukong into the mountain and sea cave, and then returned here and pointed out with a stick.

The Howling Dog was on the side, and in less than two minutes, a person and a dog had already dug a passage to the outside world.

The mountain is not as thick as expected, and only a "shallow" layer is left to block the outside world.

Yang Que didn't say a word, he pulled out a stick, and the rock wall in front of him shattered, and the light shone in.

Squinted his eyes and adjusted to the light outside.

Yang Que saw a monk dressed in an earthy yellow, dirty monk's robe, and a servant of the wind, sitting next to him, looking at him dumbfounded.

Under the tree not far away, there was a white horse that could not be seen in its original color, and there were many salutes immediately.

Suffered a swelling that a horse shouldn't have.

And at the feet of this monk, there is also the corpse of a monkey.

It looks like a very handsome monkey, but it doesn't move, as if it's dead.

Instantly entered the information display mode, no information was displayed, Yang Que confirmed that the monk was not a living thing at his feet, and he was dead.

"You...... Who are you? The monk looked at Yang Que and stammered.

Yang Que was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Master, I'm Wukong, look at my stick." ”

"......" the monk was not stupid, pointing to the corpse on the ground, "You are Wukong, so who is he?" ”

"Oh, here's the thing, Master, you see that I have been crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years." Yang Que opened his mouth and came, "The body has actually been damaged, it is the shell of my cicada, and now this is my real new body." ”

“……”

The monk stopped talking, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Master, you listened to the words of the Bodhisattva, came here to save me, and asked me to escort you to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, right?" Yang Que said.

"Yes." The monk, or Tang Seng, nodded.

"That's right." Yang Que continued to flicker, "You see, how could the 'person' designated by the Bodhisattva to protect you be so weak and die so easily? ”

It seems to make some sense.

Tang Seng involuntarily continued to nod.

"It's just a cicada." Yang Que walked over and used a wooden stick to directly crush the monkey's corpse.

Watching the corpse weathered into pieces, Tang Seng finally began to believe Yang Que's words: "So, you are really my apprentice Sun Wukong?" ”

"It's like a fake." Yang Que's voice was firm, and he almost believed the roaring dog in the dynamics of the mountains and seas.

"Huh......" Tang Seng let out a long breath, "Okay, good, you're fine." ”

Looks like a good monk.

"Master, then we'll be on our way now?" Yang Que went straight to the point.

At this time, you can't let the other person think deeply.

"It's getting late, let's find a place to rest." Tang Seng said.

"There's no need to find a place." Yang Que shook his head, "Master, do you know my previous identity?" ”

"Previous identity?"

"Yes, I used to be the Monkey King. Five hundred years ago, there was a lot of trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and a stick killed the peerless demon from the South Heavenly Gate to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, it was me. Yang Que said in an impassioned tone, "For me, there is no such thing as sleeping in the open air. ”

"Huh?" Tang Seng's mouth opened slightly.

"Come, Master, don't resist, I'll take you to my cave blessed land, where there is a house to live in." Yang Que stretched out his hand and pressed Tang Seng on the shoulder.

"Wait, wait." Tang Seng waved his hand again and again.

One after another, things came so suddenly that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Master, I'm an immortal." Yang Que said, "Don't treat me like an ordinary monkey. Having a portable cave is a basic operation. ”

"But what about the horses when we're gone?" Tang Seng looked at the white horse that couldn't see the color.

"It's okay, the cave is very blessed, I'll bring it in after a while, Master, you relax, just like you usually meditate and chant the scriptures, calm your mind.

"The so-called there is nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust, Master, your heart is in turmoil, calm down."

Tang Seng showed a little embarrassment on his face, but he still sat down, chanted a few verses, and soon calmed down completely.

It is very monk-like.

Yang Que tried to include it in the mountains and seas and caves, and succeeded in one fell swoop, which shows that the other party really has no idea of resisting.

After half a Monkey King, the person suspected of being a Tang monk was also included, and Yang Que walked to the side of the white horse and comforted the somewhat uneasy white horse.

In the mountains and seas, Tang Seng looked at the snow under his feet and the surrounding scenery.

No, what about the blessed heavens and the earth? Say you don't need to sleep in the open?

Why did you suddenly run to the Great Snow Mountain?

This is going to freeze to death!