The prosperity of the urban area has receded to a little hazy, and the slightly dilapidated small bungalows have become the protagonists. Occasionally www.biquge.info one or two old people who were not very mobile would sit at the iron doorway with a few pieces of red paint dropped, holding an old-fashioned smoking gun in one hand, spitting out a circle of lonely and silent smoke.

Although it was almost noon, the sun was not visible. At some point, a light rain drifted in the gray sky, and it was slightly cold. On the straight road on the outskirts of the city, there are few low-rise bungalows on the side of the road, and only a lone bus is driving at high speed.

Da, da, da.

Countless light raindrops hit the transparent car window mercilessly, like resentment and swallowing.

Shen Qianchen, who was sitting by the window, raised his head, pressed the schoolbag in his arms, and looked around, but he didn't expect that so soon, only he and the driver were left in the originally full carriage.

This morning, the school received a heavy rain notice from the city's meteorological station, and in order to ensure the safety of students, it quickly gave students a vacation, including Shen Qianchen, a senior high school student who will take the college entrance examination next month. He didn't want to go back, but as soon as he heard that it was going to rain, he decided to go home and fix the leaky roof.

"Alas. He lowered his head and sighed, and continued to look at "Journey to the West" in his hand.

"Journey to the West" is his favorite famous book. He likes the Monkey King who jumped out of the crack in the stone very much, so powerful, so jealous and hateful. He likes almost everything on Sun Wukong. He always carried the book with him and could not put it down, so to speak. I don't know how many times he has turned over this book, and the corners of the cover are a little worn.

Shen Qianchen is an orphan. When she was thirteen years old, her parents, who were working in the city to make a living, were cleaning the glass of the office building, and her mother's safety rope suddenly broke for some reason. Shen Qianchen, who grew up in a poor rural area, learned the news and followed his elderly grandmother all the way to the city hospital.

However, when he and his grandmother arrived at the hospital, they were told by doctors that their parents had been pushed to the morgue. After hearing this, the grandmother couldn't bear the blow, and for a while her heart cramped violently, and she weakly called out the names of her father and mother a few times, and then she also returned to the west, and she didn't even have a chance to save her.

Since then, people in the village have said that he is a mourning star, and he killed his parents and grandmother. Those relatives who usually have some contact with his parents also hide away from him, for fear of having a little relationship with him, and even his own dog is unwilling to let him touch it.

On the other hand, the boss of his parents' company insisted that the accident was caused because Shen Qianchen's parents' safety work was not in place, so he only gave a little so-called condolence money, and this little money was only enough for Shen Qianchen to study in the third year of high school. After the accident, the land that the family originally planted was also robbed by others. In this way, life became more and more difficult, and Shen Qianchen rarely returned to the village, so he had to do odd jobs in addition to his studies to barely maintain his basic life.

Five years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Shen Qianchen, who is now eighteen years old, will never forget the day he lost his loved ones, the pain of his heart like a knife, the feeling of crying and trembling in the cold morgue, and the sadness that seeped into the bone marrow.

The road stretched into the mountains and began to twist. The white bus struggled its way up the road, like a white ant struggling through the mountains.

Crackle, crackle.

The rain outside the window was getting more and more ferocious, as if a vicious demon was about to smash the window of a car.

"Oh, tell me, what the hell is this weather, it's still sunny in the morning, and it's raining so hard now. The driver looked at the intertwined wipers in front of him and couldn't help but complain.

Shen Qianchen thought that his house had not been repaired yet, and there must have been a lot of rainwater, so he was a little irritable, ignoring the driver's words, pretending not to hear or make a sound, and staring at the book in his hand absentmindedly.

Suddenly, after a sharp turn, a black sedan seemed to appear out of thin air, speeding towards the bus, the bus driver hurriedly hit the steering wheel to the right, who knew that the road was too slippery in the rain, the bus went directly down the edge of the road, fell into the abyss, and disappeared into the surging river between the two mountains, leaving no trace.

In this short moment, Shen Qianchen only felt an unbearable pain hit him, and then a heavy smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, and then he lost consciousness.

As he slowly regained consciousness, he found himself in a warm lump of flesh, wrapped tightly as if he were wearing a thick cotton jacket. He tried to speak, but when he couldn't, he was bored, so he looked at himself, and found that he was red and glowing with red fire, but he couldn't see where his hands and feet were.

What's going on?

How did I end up here?

Where is this?

A series of questions swirled in his mind, but he could not find answers.

He took a hard breath, suddenly felt refreshed, and secretly said in his heart that this should be the innate qi. So, he continued to exhale, enjoying the pleasant feeling that this qi brings.

Occasionally, there will be a warm current flowing into his body from time to time, scattering in the small flesh, and the cells will become active, and an inexplicable powerful force will fill the entire body.

After a while, his body began to slowly expand, and the fire grew brighter and brighter. Then, in the process of squeezing, he breathed a different air than before, this air was mixed with some subtle impurities, and it was a little less pure than before.

"Ah, old cow, look at what a fireball this is!" a shrill female voice came into his ears.

"Hehe, lady, what's the fuss, this is our doll! Do you know that Nezha? Li Tianwang's youngest son, he was also a fireball when he was born, but it was not as big as the fireball of our doll. This male voice is a little honest, revealing a hint of pride.

This red fireball was suspended in the air, sometimes up and down, quite lively. After a long time, the light of the fire gradually faded, and a baby-like body appeared in front of the two of them, with nose and eyes, hands and feet. That's right, this physical body is Shen Qianchen.

"Old cow, doll, let's doll!" the banshee, dressed as a young woman, screamed excitedly. After speaking, she reached out and hugged Shen Qianchen.

"Hehe," a bull-headed male demon approached the banshee and touched Shen Qianchen's little nose with his dark fingers, and the joy in his eyes couldn't help but overflow, "Our doll is so handsome, it looks like me." ”

"You stupid cow spirit, you can boast of yourself, our doll looks much better than you, look at you, bull's eyes, bull's nose, cow's horns. I don't know how I fell in love with you in the first place. The banshee pointed to the banshee's nose and sneered, her big eyes blinking and blinking, very beautiful. After hearing this, the banshee just glared at the two big bull's eyes and stood in silence.

When Shen Qianchen saw this scene, he could guess that the banshee was the Iron Fan Princess and the male banshee was the Bull Demon King, so he opened his small mouth, his throat moved, and he found that he could speak, so he greeted the banshee shyly: "Mother." ”

When the banshee heard this call, she became even more excited, caressed Shen Qianchen's face, and said: "Old Niu, did you hear it?

"Hmph," the banshee's bull nose let out a hint of feigned disdain, and the thick cow's mouth also skimmed. "The doll is also the flesh and blood of my Bull Demon King, how can there be anything that can't be kissed?"

Shen Qianchen knew that the Bull Demon King was a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he decided to comfort him, so he turned his face to him, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Daddy, don't be angry. ”

Hearing this, the haze in the Bull Demon King's heart was swept away by Shen Qianchen's smile. The Bull Demon King laughed and said, "I'm still a great doll, I can talk when I'm born, and I'm so sensible." ”

"Our doll is amazing, so you hurry up and give us a name. Princess Iron Fan stared at the two big bull's eyes of the Bull Demon King and said solemnly.

"Yes! Name!" the Bull Demon King's eyes lit up. After a moment of contemplation, he touched his two horns with both hands and shouted excitedly, "The doll is born red, and it is a child. Why don't you call him Red Boy? Yes, that's right, call Red Boy!

Princess Iron Fan was speechless when she heard this, but she understood his temper, once the matter was decided, the nine members of the Bull Demon King couldn't pull it back, so she didn't want to say anything.

"Red Boy. Shen Qianchen silently recited these three words, and his heart was full of emotion: after his soul was reborn, the name "Shen Qianchen" became a thing of the past, a memory of the previous life, and in this life, "Red Child" will replace "Shen Qianchen" to live well in the world of Journey to the West.

In the last life, Shen Qianchen was a human being, a helpless and hard-working person.

In this life, the red boy is a demon, the child of the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess.

From now on, Shen Qianchen is the red child, and the red child is Shen Qianchen.

"My darling, what are you thinking? Princess Iron Fan shook the red child in her arms and asked with a smile.

Only then did the red boy come back to her senses, looking at the gentle waves in the eyes of the princess of the iron fan, the corners of her mouth hooked a pleasant arc, and said softly: "Mother, I didn't think about anything, I am so happy to have you and my father with me." With that, the red boy jumped out of the arms of the Iron Fan Princess.

Princess Iron Fan stared at the red child walking back and forth on the ground, smiling like a flower. The Bull Demon King also smiled next to him and showed a few yellow yellow teeth, his two bull's eyes narrowed, and he said happily: "Lady, you have been pregnant with him for four years, and you really gave birth to a baby." Look at what a smart doll! My old cow has lived for so many years, and if I get such a doll, I will die without regrets. ”

When Princess Iron Fan heard this, she slapped the Bull Demon King on the back with her slender jade hand, and said angrily: "You stupid cow spirit, can you talk about cows?

The Bull Demon King touched the back of his head and said innocently: "Look at my bull's mouth, when I am excited, everything that does not enter my ears pops out." It's really worth fighting. ”

After hearing this, Princess Iron Fan glanced at the Bull Demon King, and was speechless at the old cow spirit beside her, and raised her tone and said: "Hey, you old cow spirit, you are stupid all day long, you can't remember anything in your head, why don't you hurry up and tell your subordinates about this important matter in the Basho Cave of Cuiyun Mountain?!

"Yes, how did I forget?!Lady, don't worry, I'll say it now!" the Bull Demon King's bull's eyes flashed with a bright light. He patted his thick corbel, then stomped his foot and exhaled a white breath.

I saw that this white breath quickly transformed into a miniature black bull as small as a fingernail, and a small red flag was planted on its head. The little black cow fell on the shoulder of the Bull Demon King, and said flatteringly: "My heroic king and lady, serving you is the blessing of my eighteen lifetimes, may I ask what you command?"

"Douhaha, you go and tell the good news of my happy son to the little demons in the whole cave. The Bull Demon King said solemnly.

"Hey, such a big happy event, congratulations to the king and his wife! The little bean haha will do it!" As soon as the words fell, the little black cow glanced at the appearance of the red child, remembered it in his heart, and then only heard the sound of "whoosh", and ran away without a trace.

This Douhaha, in fact, is a little elf parasitic in the body of the Bull Demon King, running fast, and the body is light, if the Bull Demon King has any news to convey, he is a perfect messenger.

Three seconds later, with two "whoosh" sounds, Douhaha ran back excitedly, and said without blushing or panting: "Report! Wang, madam, this Cuiyun Mountain is eight hundred miles away, and every little demon belonging to Basho Cave, the little Douhaha has been notified!"

"Hehe, Douhaha is quite fast!" said the Iron Fan Princess.

"That's it, madam, thanks to the king's usual good food, I can rub a little bit along with it, and that's why I have such a great body! I owe it to the king and his wife!" Douhaha said as he gestured with his limbs, and the little red flag on his head dangled proudly.

"Douhaha, don't be poor, it's time to go back. After speaking, the Bull Demon King smiled, raised his eyebrows, and then opened the cow's mouth and sucked the still excited bean into his stomach.

After Douhaha went back, the Bull Demon King asked the Iron Fan Duke to drink on a whim, and the Iron Fan Princess saw that he was happy and didn't want to ruin his interest, so she brought him a pot. So, the husband and wife drank with great interest.

And at this moment, the red boy is standing quietly by the banana leaf pond in the center of the banana cave, staring directly at the unfamiliar face reflected in the pond water, in the words of the original book in "Journey to the West" - the face is like Fu powder and three points white, the lips are painted with Zhu Yicai, the temples are deceitful and indigo, and the eyebrows are like a knife.

Even if there are thousands of emotions in his heart, he will not show it on his face. Because he only changed his body, but he didn't change his soul. He is still him, like quiet and accustomed to solitude as in his previous life. When no one disturbs him, he will have a sense of security and be more comfortable. This is very different from the willful and naughty and lawless red child in "Journey to the West".

He thought that maybe one day, he would no longer be so melancholy, forget the pain of his previous life, and live a different life. However, everything pays attention to a process, and there is almost no possibility of achieving it overnight.

"Let's get used to it. He sat alone on a gray rock by the pool, and after a moment of silence he spat out only one sentence.

He looked around, and found that the Iron Fan Princess and the Bull Demon King disappeared without a trace, and suddenly felt bored, so he put his little feet into the banana leaf pool, who knew that as soon as he put it in, the water level of the banana leaf pool dropped by about seven or eight centimeters, and about one hundred square meters of the pool surface was followed by wisps of white smoke, which was like water vapor when water was boiling.

When he saw this, he hurriedly pulled his feet out of the pool. Fortunately, the water in the banana leaf pond is living water, with both in and out, and the water level rises quickly. A small stream from outside the cave flows slowly into the pond on the east side, flows through several stone-piled crevices on the west side of the pool, and runs down a narrow ditch inside the cave to the outside of the cave.

"How can this be? how can the water level drop?" said the red boy to himself, his face full of doubt.

As soon as the words fell, there was a "boom", the door of the cave opened, and the Iron Fan Princess and the Bull Demon King walked in, in addition to that, the Bull Demon King was followed by a gray-haired old man in a gray robe.

"Child. The Iron Fan Princess's soft call echoed through the cave, looking a little ethereal.