But it was said that the bad news of Shurakshasa passed away was like a thunderclap, and it soon spread all over the streets and alleys of the Rakshasa country......

For a time, from the temple to the rivers and lakes, from the fields to the wine shop, from the old man to the horn naughty, all the people fell into deep grief......

For many years, for the people of the Rakshasa country, the three words Shurakshasa are no different from a spiritual belief. And now, when this seemingly unbreakable faith suddenly collapses, everyone in it is extremely sad, and more of a panicked, helpless, frightened and suspicious mental state, as if they have become lost lambs in panic.

With the wanton spread of this pessimism and despair, the phenomenon of misanthropic suicide has appeared in various parts of the Rakshasa country, and the entire society has reached the brink of collapse.

But what is quite helpless is that in the face of such a grim situation, the Rakshasa court, which is greatly injured and stormy, is obviously powerless to return to the sky.

Fortunately, there is Myolie Wu, the second head of the Niangniang Palace, who is entrusted by Shurakshasa on his deathbed, stepped forward in time and took on the important task of saving the hearts of the people.

At Myolie Wu's suggestion, on the one hand, the Rakshasa court set an example to calm the people, and on the other hand, posted notices to arrest King Liang and the rest of the party.

Myolie Wu herself led a group of warriors, first raided the Liang Mansion, and then, in the name of Emperor Yu Wenjian, distributed the property of King Liang as a pension to the relatives of many people who died in vain in the March 15 catastrophe.

At the same time, Emperor Yu Wenjian also personally led hundreds of civil and military officials to hold a protracted and powerful memorial event in the post house where the Shuraksha feathered ascension to heaven.

During this period, on the first seven days of the Shurakshasa festival, more than 300 people of the Liang family, servants and servants were also pushed to the city Cao, and they were beheaded, which was regarded as revenge for the Shurakshasa and the people who died to death.

In addition, Myolie Wu took the lead, with the assistance of officials such as Taichang Siqing, coordinated with the relevant yamen, organized a large number of manpower and material resources, and started the project of cleaning up the ruins of the Taimiao Temple and Niangniang Palace, which also opened the prelude to rebuilding the temple and reshaping the golden body......

In this way, after one after another decrees were promulgated and implemented, the already lifeless Rakshasa Kingdom finally had some vitality.

More than three months have passed in a blink of an eye, and this day coincides with the 100th day of the little prince, and the emperor specially invited Myolie Wu and Wukong and others into the palace to participate in the celebration dinner.

The scale of the banquet was not large, except for Myolie Wu and Wukong, the other invited were the favored ministers of several emperors such as Taichang Siqing.

During the banquet, Yu Wenjian, who was very interested, named Myolie Wu as the new national teacher, and announced her achievements to the world on a later date. At the same time, the emperor also expressed his deep gratitude to Wukong, and proposed to Wukong that he could stay in the Rakshasa country forever and serve the imperial court.

Wukong listened, pretended to be drunk, and did not say whether he was drunk or not. Seeing this, Yu Wenjian was immediately displeased, but in front of Myolie Wu and several close ministers, it was inconvenient to attack.

The banquet ended hastily in an awkward atmosphere. Wukong, who was in a complicated mood, accompanied by Myolie Wu, staggered back to the post house and fell on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time......

Recently, Wukong's heart has been extremely conflicted. Myolie Wu has also mentioned the matter of whether to stay in the Rakshasa Country on an errand and serve, but every time Wukong prevaricates with "think about it".

According to Wukong's free and honest personality, he could have refused. And the reason why he didn't do this was because from the words of Xiugu and Fan Feng, who came west together, Wukong clearly felt that they had a strong yearning for the aristocratic life of the Rakshasa Kingdom. And from the autumn water, the little mute and the hanging gall, Wukong also saw everyone's hope for a stable and prosperous life.

As the leader of the group, when one of his own decisions is enough to change the life trajectory of everyone around him, Goku, who has always been decisive, also becomes hesitant......

But for his true and stubborn heart, Goku is difficult to convince.

Every night in the dead of night, tossing and turning for a long time, finally falling asleep, but it was never a pillow of yellow sorghum from the Rakshasa country that greeted Wukong, but the uncle Lao Jintou who "told him to go to Chang'an", or the righteous brother Xingtian who "told him to run to the West"!

Whether to go or stay, whether to obey his heart or succumb to reason, Wukong is undecided for a while, anxious and restless!

And now, when Yuwenjian, the emperor of Chrysostom and Yuyan, spoke in public, there was obviously not much time left for Wukong to make a choice......

The night was extraordinarily long, Wukong tossed and turned, lay down and sat up, dizzy and numb from tossing, and there was no trace of sleepiness.

After staying up to five watches, when Goku had given up sleeping, the upper and lower eyelids suddenly fought. Unconsciously, Wukong's heart was cloudy and he fell asleep.

In his imaginative dream, Wukong once again returned to the long-lost Huaguo Mountain.

Wandering through the blossoming wilderness, Goku discovers that he is still the leader of the group. But this group leader is not the other group leader, and the dream self is a monkey king with a long tail and pointed ears, long hair, and jumping.

As a monkey head, when Wukong led a group of monkeys to pick wild fruits and catch dragonflies on the mountain, as a monkey head, when Wukong jumped up, took the lead, and led the monkeys to jump into the water curtain cave, as a monkey head, when Wukong was high on the ground, allowing the monkeys and monkey grandchildren to crawl on the ground and chant the Monkey King, he felt unrestrained and joyful like never before......

But the good times didn't last long, and soon after, Wukong found that the monkey monkey grandson next to him had become old, coughing and wheezing, and several frail old monkeys coughed and died of exhaustion.

Frightened, Wukong jumped out of the water curtain hole and ran forward in the direction of the stream......

I don't know how far I ran out, and the panting Wukong settled down alone beside a pool of calm water.

"Ah......h

Alas, how did time pass so quickly, wasn't it just a few turns around, how did the youthful self in memory reach the end of the year?!

"Reincarnation is bitter, bitter reincarnation, prosperity is over, the years have turned to ashes, you don't see it, the surging rivers and rivers are passing away, and you don't practice in vain to be a ......" Suddenly, a huge voice echoed in front of and behind the mountain.

"Woo woo woo ......" Wukong listened to his heart, and his sorrow rose from it, and he couldn't help beating his chest and crying bitterly......

"Brother Shan, wake up and wake up......" "Qun...... Awake, Lord...... Come ......" "What's the matter with the group leader......" In a loud and noisy noise, Wukong suddenly realized......

Rubbing his teary eyes, Wukong found that the pillow was wet, and the sky was already bright, while Qiushui, Little Dumb, Hanging Gall, Fan Feng and Xiugu were standing in front of the bed side by side, looking at him in surprise.

"Brother Shan, what's wrong with you, did you dream of something sad?" Qiushui asked with great concern.

"No...... I just dreamed of some old people who were born, old, sick and died, and then I thought of my uncle who was sleeping in the Confucius Temple, so my emotions lost control, and I ......burst into tears for a while" Wukong turned over and sat up, and said thoughtfully.

"Brother Shan, I know what is on your mind, do you want to rush to Chang'an as soon as possible?" Qiushui Liu's eyebrows frowned slightly, his face flushed, and he seemed to be a little excited.

"Yes, I plan to go to Chang'an, after all, it is my uncle's last wish. But you can all stay in the Rakshasa country and find an errand to make a living, I think Myolie Wu can provide convenience......" Wukong looked at everyone and forced a relaxed smile.

"Brother Shan, what do you mean by this? Do you want to leave your little sister behind and go on a long journey alone?" Qiu Shuifang's heart was beating wildly, her voice trembled, and two lines of hot tears had burst out of her eyes......

"Swarm...... Lord, yesterday ...... Late you enter the palace to ...... At the feast, I ...... We've all discussed ...... I have said that, I am willing...... Intention to go long...... Ann's ......," the little mute said with a grim face.

"A family of thousands, one person in charge, where the group owner goes, I will listen to the group leader's ......," said with a clap on his chest.

"You all want to go, I don't have anything to say, just follow along......" Fan Feng muttered quietly, squinting at Xiu Gu, who was silent.

"Okay, since everyone is willing, then I'll rush to Chang'an tomorrow! After arriving in Chang'an, Jin will definitely do his best to find a better future for everyone!" Wukong said loudly, but his heart was full of loss......

In the afternoon, Wukong found Myolie Wu and officially asked her to resign. Myolie Wu saw that Wukong had made up her mind, so she didn't want to keep it anymore.

Early in the morning of the second day, Myolie Wu sent Wukong and his party out of Rakshasa City, and set up a table of wine and food in a long pavilion ten miles outside the West Gate for everyone.

Everyone sat around, barely ate a few mouthfuls of food, and drank a few sips of wine, and Wukong was about to get up and say goodbye.

"Mr. Jin is calm and restless, he still has something to say. Myolie Wu frowned, and said cautiously: "This place is called Shili Pavilion, and then fifteen miles to the west, there is a fork in the road, an uphill road to the northwest, a downhill road to the southwest, this uphill road is difficult to walk, but over a hill, it is the road leading to Chang'an City, this downhill road is easy to go, but to the end is an abyss, Mr. remember not to take the wrong road, so as not to delay the trip......"

"Thank you Fairy Gu for your advice, Jin has written it down!" Wukong said with a smile.

"Sir don't have to be polite! Sir has saved my ancestor's life, and our master and apprentice can't repay it in time, so I'm really sorry. Sir, if the road is bumpy, you can return to Rakshasa City. Mr. didn't know that Poor Dao had persuaded His Majesty to build a Liuyi Mansion in the city, as the eternal home of Mr. and others, when Mr. was tired, he could go home and have a look......" Myolie Wu said emotionally, and tears were in her eyes.

"Group master, fairy girl, the little woman has a suggestion......" Listening to Myolie Wu's words, Xiugu, who has been silent since she left the inn, suddenly smiled: "After the completion of the Liuyi Mansion, someone will definitely need to take care of it, it is better for the little girl and the fan to stay in the Rakshasa country for the time being, one can take care of the house, and the other is that when the group owner returns to the house in the future, there will be a ...... to take care of."

"That's very good, sir, what do you think?" Myolie Wu smiled rather happily.

"Jin also thinks it's good, so let Fan Feng and Xiugu stay in the Rakshasa Kingdom temporarily. In the future, it is to go to the end of the cape, and Jin will also keep in mind that the Rakshasa country has a warm home for our brothers...... "All the words are here, Wukong, Qiushui, Little Dumb, and Hanging Guts said goodbye to Myolie Wu, Fanfeng, and Xiugu, and went west......