Is more than a hundred years a long time?

Maybe a hundred years is too long in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of immortals with endless lifespans, a hundred years is really too short.

A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years......

When you become an immortal, you sometimes understand all inexplicable things, and the long thousands of years have given Yang Jian not only an increase in age......

Yang Jian sometimes always looked at the sky, stupidly looking at the sky, and even with a little piety.

In the years after being consecrated as a god, Yang Jian felt a faint throbbing in the depths of his soul.

Is that a relationship that has been lonely for too long?

Yang Jian, the god of war of the heavenly court, longed for a vigorous battle, even if it was drained of blood and burned soul, and then pointed at the endless sky with a three-pointed two-edged knife, and shouted An dare someone to fight with a certain battle!

What kind of glorious history is that?

The Howling Dog will often follow him, like a loyal old friend, but there are some things that the Howling Dog will not understand.

The world is so quiet.

Standing on the top of Peach Mountain overlooking the cabin below, Yang Jian sighed somehow.

A hundred years passed in a flash, and he didn't know where this new neighbor came from or what his purpose was, he only knew that this new neighbor liked to sleep very much, and he hid in the wooden house for the rest of the day except when he came out to eat......

Who is he sacred, how high is his strength, and what is he going to do?

What a quirky guy......

Seeing the morning sun rising in the east, after Wang Chen yawned and stretched out of the house, Yang Jian was dumbfounded for a while.

A red dust fairy one!

And no immortal would be so lazy, in the sky, and on earth......

"Neighbor, it's time for me to go. ”

"Oh. ”

"I don't know when I'll be back next time. ”

"Oh. ”

"Goodbye. ”

"Hmm. ”

Their conversations are always as simple as they look like strangers on two lines that simply don't intersect......

We should have a few more faces!

Looking at Wang Chen's lazy and departing back, Yang Jian squinted his eyes.

.............................................

"The King...... Ahem, ahem......"

"What's going on?" the monkey asked strangely, looking at the horse monkey that had been bouncing and suddenly languishing.

"I ...... I don't know...... I don't feel like I have any strength in my body......"

"No strength? what's going on?" the noisy monkey cries did not disturb the monkey's hearing, and the monkey's attention remained focused on the horse monkey.

"It's just that I don't have the strength, and I feel ...... Wake ...... Feel...... I want to sleep......"

"Sleep?"

"Hmm...... Sleep ......"

"Oh...... Then you find a place to get a good night's sleep...... Well, sleep well, there will be a lot of delicious things when you wake up!" the monkey breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it turned out that he wanted to sleep.

Sleep, it's not a big deal, and when you wake up, you will have the strength to play.

Although he constantly comforted himself in this way in his heart, somehow there was some strange uneasiness in the depths of his soul......

"The King...... I'm afraid ......" the horse monkey beat his spirit, and looked at the king weakly.

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid that if I fall asleep this night, I'll never wake up again. ”

"How is it possible, you will definitely wake up, you can sleep in peace. The monkey touched the monkey's head and comforted.

"Well, I'll be able to wake up again!" the monkey nodded weakly, and finally propped himself up to the stone next to him and closed his eyes.

As if everything was a foregone conclusion, the cause and effect of reincarnation descended on Huaguo Mountain......

"Let's go, let's go, he's just sleeping, it's okay, it's okay! Let's keep playing!" the monkey smiled and waved his hand to let the onlookers leave......

Hearing that their own king said this, those little monkeys didn't take this matter to heart, and they all played their own games......

Night slowly fell, and the body of the horse monkey lying on the stone remained motionless.

The body temperature has slowly decreased, breathing has stopped, and even the body has begun to cool down.

The monkey was afraid that the horse monkey would freeze, so he took some hay and spread it on the horse monkey's body, and then climbed the big tree next to the horse monkey and looked at the distant starry sky.

It has been more than a hundred years since Wang Chen left, and Huaguo Mountain is still the same Huaguo Mountain, but the monkey feels that he seems to have grown up a lot.

In the past hundred years, Wang Chen has never set foot in Huaguo Mountain for half a step, as if it has completely disappeared.

No monkey will remember that strange human, except their king......

"Big brother, when will you come back?" muttered the monkey as he looked at the starry sky.

Midnight slowly came, and the horse monkeys on the ground were still motionless.

In the silence of the night, the monkey looked down at the horse monkey, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger......

He didn't dare to sleep like the other monkeys, he was terrified of the endless darkness in his dreams.

He kept his eyes open and guarded the horse monkeys, and he would chase away any insects crawling or birds biting.

The horse monkey did not react at all and could not sleep soundly.

Maybe he'll wake up tomorrow morning, right? Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, the monkey comforted himself.

The morning came quickly, and the horse monkey still did not wake up and did not move......

The sound of the monkeys temporarily distracted the Monkey King, who merged with them, laughing and playing happily.

When night fell the next day and all the monkeys went to sleep, the monkey king suddenly ran to the horse monkey and stared at the horse monkey with wide eyes......

"This, this, what's going on?"

The body was as stiff as ice, there was no life in the whole body, and even the monkey hair was gradually falling off......

He took a step back in fear......

"Why haven't you woken up? Why haven't you woken up?"

He frantically slapped the horse monkey's body, wrung the stiff flesh in anger, and even yelled right next to him......

The yelling did not wake the monkeys, but rather the sleeping monkeys.

"The King...... What's wrong?" a slightly older monkey rubbed his eyes and looked at the monkey.

"He, why didn't he wake up?"

"Oh, haven't you woken up yet?" the older monkey crouched down and looked at the horse monkey's body for a long time, and finally stood up.

"What's wrong?"

"Great King......" The older monkey hesitated......

"What's wrong with him, you tell me, why hasn't he woken up yet!" the monkey gritted his teeth and grabbed the older monkey's shoulder.

"I ...... I ......" The sharp pain in his shoulder and the distorted face of the Monkey King made the older monkey stutter even more......

"He's dead!" Suddenly, a young man in black walked out of the grass.

"Who!" the Monkey King turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from, and was stunned at first when he saw someone coming, and then ecstasy.

His eyes were already glowing with a little sparkle......

At this moment, he instantly wanted to rush over and hug this young man......

But then when that sentence rang out in his head, the Monkey King was stupid.

"What did you say!"

"He's dead, completely dead, and in two days his body will be rotting and then a pile of eerie skeletons...... He would disappear into the world as if he had never appeared. ”

"Ahh

The monkey was startled, and only felt creepy when he heard this......