Heavy rain is coming, and this time it is heavier than just now. It's already hour, and the rain is still pouring down.

Yang Jian was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and everything that had been before seemed to resurface.

It was really difficult to sleep, Yang Jian walked to the window, looked at the moon whose face was covered by dark clouds, and couldn't help but think of Chang'e.

Back in the day. Hou Yi shot down nine suns, respected and loved by the people, and many people with lofty ideals came to study art. But the treacherous and unscrupulous Fengmeng also got in.

That Fengmeng was a villain who was good at archery but had bad conduct during the Five Emperors Emperor Yao.

Later, Hou Yi asked the Queen Mother of the West for a packet of immortal medicine and handed it over to Chang'e for safekeeping. Fengmeng took advantage of Houyi to go out and forced Chang'e to hand over the elixir of immortality, Chang'e swallowed the elixir of immortality when she was in danger, and after a short time, she floated off the ground and flew to the moon to become an immortal. Hou Yi went home to find his wife, beat his chest, looked up at the moon and called Chang'e's name for a thousand times.

Finally, his call alarmed the heavens, and on the bright moon, Chang'e's figure really appeared. Hou Yi hurriedly put on the incense table, put her favorite honey and fresh fruits, and sacrificed to Chang'e in the Moon Palace.

After the people heard the news that Chang'e went to the moon and became an immortal, they also set up incense tables under the moon to worship Chang'e. Later, the Moon Mother was moved by Yi's true feelings and allowed Chang'e to meet Yi under the laurel tree on the day of the full moon.

was originally a loving couple, but in the end they had to separate because Chang'e became an immortal. Even if we can meet on a full moon night, what's the use? Chang'e became an immortal, born and destroyed. That Hou Yi died of old age in the world after a few decades, leaving Chang'e alone and suffering forever in the Guanghan Palace.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian sighed softly, maybe Sun Wukong was right, as an immortal, he should cut off his seven emotions and six desires, otherwise it would only increase the pain.

Yang Jian was relieved, just like Sun Wukong said, let the past pass, the past memory will bury it in the bottom of his heart, and he will never open it.

The rain stopped.

The clouds dispersed, the moon came out, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the ground, so peaceful, so beautiful.

Yang Jian lay down again and fell asleep after a while.

in another room.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes suddenly, and the cold sweat on his head ran down his cheeks, wetting his clothes.

Sun Wukong wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead and jumped up.

Just now he had a particularly terrifying dream, in which the demon came to life and wrenched off the head of the Buddha............

Luckily, it was just a dream.

Sun Wukong walked to the window, it was already ugly, and the heavy rain was still falling.

Dazzling lightning lit up the night sky, as if it were about to tear the sky apart.

Sun Wukong looked at the pouring rain and recalled some past events.

Think back then, the Monkey King made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, was pressed by the Buddha at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, for a full five hundred years, and finally received the guidance of Guanyin Bodhisattva, protected Tang Seng Xitian to learn scriptures, all the way to kill demons, and finally obtained the true scriptures, becoming a fighting Buddha.

When he learned the scriptures, he traveled 108,000 miles to the west, lasted 14 years, and there were countless demons on the road, and the most impressive thing for him was the six-eared macaque.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong's brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and for some reason, he only remembered the name of the six-eared macaque, but he couldn't remember anything about him.

It's like someone erased a memory. Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of vertigo without warning, and Sun Wukong only felt that his brain was blank, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Plop"!

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and just now in his sleep, he heard a muffled sound, which seemed to be coming from next door.

Could it be that something happened to Sun Wukong?

Yang Jian sat up and went through the wall to the next door.

Sun Wukong fell to the ground unconscious, and the candle on the table fell and fell to the ground.

Yang Jian hurriedly went over to help Sun Wukong and infused his true qi into Sun Wukong's body.

After a while, Sun Wukong opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look like this?" Seeing that Sun Wukong woke up, Yang Jian asked.

"It's okay, Lao Sun suddenly dizzy just now. Sun Wukong said.

"Dizzy?" would you still be dizzy after defeating the Buddha?" Yang Jian asked half-jokingly.

"It's true, I didn't lie to you, old grandson. Sun Wukong said seriously.

Seeing that Sun Wukong didn't mean to joke at all, Yang Jian also said seriously: "Is something wrong?"

As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, at this moment, a lightning bolt pierced the night sky, illuminating the dark night outside the window.

Outside the window, the wind was blowing and the rain was pouring down.

In the dark night, there was a person standing in front of Yang Jian's window.

"Who?" Yang Jian pushed open the window.

Window............ No one!

Yang Jian recited a water avoidance spell and instantly went out of the window.

The rain on his head seemed to have eyes, completely avoiding Yang Jian, and in this pouring rain, Yang Jian's clothes were not wet at all.

Yang Jian was walking in the rain, and there was no one on the street.

Another lightning bolt!

The night instantly brightened up like day.

At this time, Yang Jian finally saw clearly that there was a person on the bridge with his back to him.

The people on the bridge seemed to know that Yang Jian was behind him, and disappeared from under Yang Jian's eyelids in an instant.

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, it seemed that the one on the bridge was not a mortal, whether it was a god or a ghost, Yang Jian didn't care too much, maybe it was just a wandering ghost.

Yang Jian returned to the room.

"Who's out there?" asked Sun Wukong.

"I don't see it clearly, maybe it's just a lonely ghost, it's okay. Yang Jian said.

Sun Wukong didn't answer, looking pensive.

There was silence for a few seconds............

"Great Sage, you don't have to worry too much, now that the Three Realms are stable, even if there are some little demons and ghosts, they can't afford to stir up any strong winds and waves, you have a good rest, see you tomorrow." After speaking, Yang Jian went back to the next door.

Outside the window, the rain was still falling, and there was no intention of stopping............