Chapter 90 Shadow puppetry is like life

"Shadow puppetry?"

The monkey originally wanted to say a few words of blame, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need, the little fox was innocent, smart and clever, and if he left for a while, he would not encounter any great risks, and he might really be too worried. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the two-meter-square, inconspicuous big black box in front of him, he touched his belly with his hand, walked for a long time, and fought a few more vicious battles, and his stomach was already gurgling.

"Oh, the one I bought for you is called Flower Chicken!" The little fox handed the roast chicken in his hand to Wukong, raised his head and grinned: "Brother Monkey, come and take a look, what kind of shadow puppet show is really fun!"

"Shadow puppetry, is it really so fun?" Wukong ripped off a chicken leg and took a few bites.

The chicken is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, melts in your mouth, and tastes really good.

"Of course it's fun, what kind of story is it about learning from the West, it's interesting!"

"Learn scriptures from the west?" Wukong was stunned when he heard this, "What is the scriptures from the west?"

"It's the story of Tang Sanzang's five fingers to save the monkey king, I don't believe you came to take a look!"

"Tang Sanzang saved the Monkey King under the Five Fingers Mountain?" Wukong chewed the chicken in his mouth, his pupils shrank, and he was obviously stunned.

"This... How is that possible?"

After a few seconds, he suddenly reached out and pulled the little fox away, bent down and lowered his head, and pressed his thumping heartbeat against a round hole in the wooden box, and looked inside carefully.

Inside the box, with the refraction and reflection of light, a quite realistic and wonderful story of Tang Seng saving the Monkey King under Wuzhi Mountain is being staged intensely and excitingly.

Boom!

Wukong suddenly looked up and slammed his fist on the box, nearly breaking the wooden box apart.

"Hey, guest officer, why are you so rude and what should you do if you smash my props?" a ragged teenager stood up from behind the box, looking up at his thin little face, and glared at Goku with righteous indignation.

"Little broken boy, who told you to make such a boring ghost show here, and Tang Sanzang saved the Monkey King at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, it's just nonsense and nonsense!"

"What kind of ghost show is you're talking nonsense?" the thin boy blushed and shot back without showing weakness.

"Hey, kid, believe it or not, I smashed your broken box!" Wukong grabbed his arm and made a gesture to step forward.

"I'm just playing shadow puppetry and trying to fill my belly, why are you bullying me like this?" the young man reached out and wiped his nose, although he was a little afraid, but there was a trace of stubbornness and unyielding on his face.

"Bullying you?" The monkey eased his inexplicable anger a little, and still said with a cold face: "Then let me ask you, where did you hear the story of saving the Monkey King under Tang Sanzang Wuzhi Mountain, is it true or false?"

"Of course it is... Really!" The young man straightened his chest and said, "This is what my master told me, and this craft was also passed on to me by him, how can it be fake?"

"What about your master, you let him come out and talk to me!"

"Master, Master, he... The young man's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said, "Master has already been... Go to the west!"

"You?" Goku raised his fist and tried to smash the box, but was stopped by the little fox.

"Hey, I said Brother Monkey, isn't it just a shadow puppet show, why are you so angry, and you have to smash other people's boxes, aren't you smashing other people's jobs and bullying children?"

The little fox is a little strange and a little funny in his heart, what is wrong with this monkey brother today?

"And they're just a showman's child, it's a bit wrong for you to bully others like this!"

Goku opened his mouth, just about to say something. I saw that the child suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "You have seen it, but the money has not been given yet?"

"What, acting like this kind of thing to bewitch the public, and you still want to collect money, aren't you deliberately begging for hemp?"

"Hmph! it's great to know how to use some mana!" the boy snorted coldly, twisting his face to the side.

There, a big yellow dog with shiny fur and a small flower cat were being kicked out by the guys from Zuixianglou.

"Okay, okay, how much money, I'll give it to you!" the little fox quickly pulled Wukong's sleeve and said to the child with a pleasant face.

"Look at it once for ten cents, watch it twice... Okay, okay, even if you only watch it once, give ten cents!" he said, holding out his right hand to the little fox.

"Hmph!" Wukong snorted coldly, turning his head to look at the big yellow dog.

In front of the drunken incense building.

The big yellow dog glared at the two guys standing in front of the door, and said angrily with a dog's face: "Others see the dog low, isn't it just two taels of gold, there are many dogs, wait, when the dog comes back, you have to use gold to kill your snobbery!"

"Hey, hey,!" the two men sneered and slammed the door shut.

"Hmph, the human eye looks low on the dog!" the big yellow dog cursed in a low voice, and the dog looked around for a moment, and suddenly raised his legs, and squirted a stream of yellow urine at the doorpost in front of him.

"Hey, this dog?" Wukong saw clearly and couldn't help but bare his teeth.

This dog is too lacking in morality.

Not far away, after the big yellow dog finished peeing, he looked up proudly and snorted: "Hmph, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation;

After speaking, he muttered a few more words, and then held the little flower cat and left with his head held high.

In a closed wing room facing the street on the third floor of Zuixiang Building, there were two people sitting next to the window, it was Na Feibo and Lu Luo.

"Brother Luluo, why don't you say hello in advance when you come this time, so that I can entertain you well!"

On the other side, Lu Luo stretched out his head to look at the big yellow dog who turned around downstairs and left, and asked softly: "Brother Fat, recently, what strangers or suspicious people have come to this town?"

"Stranger?" Fat Bo pouted with fat on his face, and his eyes glanced at Wukong in the crowd, "Suspicious person?"

"The Lord has decreed that something big may happen in the near future, and you should be here to strictly check strangers and suspicious people who come to the town, if necessary... After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wukong downstairs, and his eyes swept to the two of Nayan Jianlan in the other place. "As for those two people, just strengthen the surveillance!"

"Understood, brother!" Fat Bo thought about it and couldn't help asking, "Brother, you just said that something big will happen in the near future, referring to... ？“

"Brother Bo, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, sometimes the more you know, the more you hurt, the more you hurt others and yourself!" After speaking, he didn't speak, and his eyes stared at somewhere downstairs.

In the southwest corner of Zuixiang downstairs, the little fox reached out and pulled Wukong's sleeve, "Let's go, Brother Monkey!" After speaking, he turned around and walked into the street.

"Remember, don't come out to deceive people again, the story of Journey to the West is simply fake!" Wukong glared at the child, clenched his fists, and left unsatisfied.

The thin child looked at Wukong's distant back, and suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, that Monkey King is my idol!" After speaking, he looked up at the sky above his head and said: "Hmph! If I can also become an immortal and be as powerful as Monkey King, I will no longer have to be afraid of the bullying of these wicked people!"