Just as Zilan was trying to understand the scene in front of her, a young man about twelve or thirteen years old came from behind, passed by Zilan, and walked forward by himself, looking leisurely.

Zilan remembered him, and it seemed that he was a disciple of one of his senior brothers, as for the name......

Where did she remember so much.

At this time, Sun Wukong, who has a serious tendency to be in the middle two, finally let go of his "hand that touches the sky", and then emptied his brain, putting himself in a half-dreaming and half-awake state to achieve the purpose of maximizing his time.

This is the experience that a monkey has spent hundreds of years summing up.

It's easy to use, but only if you have a long enough life to live forever.

But Meng tells him that there is no immortality in the world, because no one has proved it.

Sun Wukong didn't know if Meng Xiaodie was right, because no one would prove his words.

The only thing that can be proven now is that if no one disturbs this philosophical monkey, he will be in a daze for a long time.

It was so long until someone came to disturb him.

"Knock knock, knock knock ......"

There was a low knock on the door outside the Demon God Temple.

However, after knocking for a long time, there was no waiting for a response.

Nezha smiled helplessly and decided to give up his plan to enter through the door.

He turned left and passed through a sparse peach grove to the bottom of a mountain.

Nezha raised his head and looked up, and found that the mountain was surprisingly steep, standing at the foot of the mountain, he couldn't see the mountain, so he could only climb up.

Halfway up the climb, Nezha shook his head very depressedly, and then jumped lightly and came to the top of the mountain.

Nezha's gaze wandered around the top of the mountain, and finally landed on the monkey who was resting.

"Get up!" Nezha shouted as he walked up to Sun Wukong.

"Ahhhh

Sun Wukong woke up suddenly, jumped up from the stone suddenly, and stared at the visitor with an unkind expression.

After seeing Nezha's face clearly, his face softened a little, after all, this guy had helped himself before.

"I remember you!"

Nezha smiled and said, "Nezha." ”

Sun Wukong sat cross-legged on the stone, looked at Nezha and asked, "What are you looking for me for?"

"Why don't you guess?" Nezha proposed, touching his chin.

"I don't guess!"

"If you don't guess, don't guess!"

Nezha Zhengse said: "I came to tell you something, but you must promise that you can't tell anyone that I said this thing!"

"Good. ”

"There's a dragon in Hell, and that dragon is dying now. ”

Sun Wukong's expression changed slightly, and his face became gloomy.

"Is it Ao Guang?"

"Who knows?"

Nezha spread his hands.

"Why did you tell me?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Entrusted by people, loyal to people, and ......"

Nezha's face showed an unfathomable smile.

"Don't you find it boring to lie on a rock and sleep all day?"

"I don't think so. ”

"Then you can go back to sleep, anyway, the words have already been brought. ”

Nezha didn't say anything more and jumped directly from the top of the mountain.

"Also, your mountain is so ugly!"

......

Zilan calmly looked at Nezha, who had gone and returned.

Similarly, Nezha also saw Zilan, the god of war in the heavenly court and his titular uncle.

He recognized Zilan's back just now, but with the attitude that more things are better than less, he pretended not to see them.

However, who would have thought that she was still standing here.

Nezha smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, why did you stop?"

"The road ahead is not where I go. ”

"Why stop here?"

"There is nowhere to practice. Zilan said lightly.

......

Nezha suddenly felt that he could return to the ranks of normal people.

"Then you go ahead. ”

The corners of Nezha's mouth tugged and left.