"Have you heard of Monkey King?"

"Monkey King's ・・・・・・"

The old shopkeeper repeated in a low voice, his face seemed to be nostalgic and longing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And the shopkeeper on the side was also obviously stunned after hearing this name.

Because the name is unfamiliar and familiar.

It was an earth-shattering name fifteen years ago.

Monkey King, fifteen years ago, there was no one in the land of Shenzhou who was more in the limelight than him, no one was more famous than his name, and no one didn't want to see his demeanor with his own eyes.

A wishful golden hoop stick fights the world alone, and a supreme supernatural power dominates the rivers and lakes.

When he was born, all his peers were handsome and bent over, and even the Manifestation Saint Erlang Zhenjun could hardly steal his grace. And the masters of the older generation also avoided its edge, and the name Monkey King represented the entire martial arts fifteen years ago.

Since Sun Wukong first appeared in Xiniu Hezhou, he fought all the way to Dongsheng Shenzhou, won a hundred battles, and no one who fought against him was an enemy. Shining like a meteor piercing the sky, people already knew that the rivers and lakes were going to change the sky.

Havoc in the Heavenly Palace, even the Buddha who was a great Buddha at that time did not dare to do it, but let this kid who was just out of the rivers and lakes do it, and Heavenly Court was slapped hard, so that the name of Monkey King and the three words Sun Wukong can no longer be separated.

However, even if the Monkey King's light was bright enough to cover the sun, he would eventually flash like a meteor.

According to legend, the thousands of miles of yellow sand here in Longxi today is the last battlefield of the Monkey King, until then, no one has seen him again, some people say he died, some people say he is hidden, some people say he was imprisoned, in short, that year was born as the prelude to the birth of the Monkey King, and ended with the name of the Monkey King.

There is no longer such a number one person in this world!

After feeling a little nostalgic in his heart, the old shopkeeper looked at Xiao Wu fixedly, and then said.

"I didn't expect you to come here for this, it's been a long time since I've seen a young man like you. ”

Looking at Xiao Wu's questioning expression, the old man said again.

"About a dozen years ago, an endless stream of young people came to this desert like you do today, looking for traces of Monkey King. Some of them were disappointed after looking for a while, while others were buried in the yellow sand, which lasted for three or four years. ”

Speaking of this, the old shopkeeper suddenly smiled.

"Business was really good in those years. ”

The old man collected his smile, paused and said.

"In the past ten years, there were always people like Xiao Ge at the beginning, and then there were fewer people. You've been the only one who has mentioned the name again in the last five or six years. ”

As he spoke, the old shopkeeper looked at Xiao Wu suspiciously and asked.

"Looking at the age of the little brother, where did you hear about the name of Monkey King?"

"Oh, the kid once passed by Jiannan Road, where the ancestral hall of the Monkey King is still enshrined, and the deeds of the Monkey King are still spread among the people. ”

"No wonder, I think it was the great sage who made a lot of trouble in the underworld for the people of Jiannan and lived countless lives. ”

"You know this?"

Seeing Xiao Wu's half-true shock, the old man laughed.

"What's the matter, when I was prosperous here, there were all kinds of rumors about Monkey King in my ears every day, not to mention this kind of deeds that have been widely spread. ”

"Yes, yes, yes・・・・・・" Xiao Wu smiled, but his eyes were dripping and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking. "Since the old man is so familiar with the Great Sage of Qi Tian, I wonder if you can tell the kid where the battlefield was now?"

Xiao Wu's words seemed to conclude that the shopkeeper knew some truths, and the old shopkeeper was angry and laughing, and even the shopkeeper looked at this cunning young man with a smile.

"Where did I go to know these things? Seeing that you have a good face in this later life, I kindly told you that I was afraid that you would lose your life in this desert, but you still tested me. Go, go, I'm not in your business. ”

After finishing speaking, he gestured at Xiao Er, pretending to drive Xiao Wu out. Xiao Er is also happy to cooperate with his own shopkeeper, and Xiao Wu is also very knowledgeable and forgiving, but the nonsense of the three of them is also one of the few pleasures in this boring desert.

Just when the shopkeeper then got Xiao Wu some food, and only Xiao Wu's chewing sound was left in the empty store, the door of the tea house was pushed open with a bang, and a tall and thin figure walked in with the wind and sand.

"Bah! His grandmother's, this mouthful of sand. ”

The tall and thin man who spoke was about thirty or forty years old, with bulging cheekbones, a towering hooked nose, a chilling look in his eyes, two scimitars pinned to his waist, and his hands with bulging green tendons looked like a kung fu man. But Xiao Wu looked at it slightly and found that this person looked like a product, his steps were weak, and the bags under his eyes were blue and black, and at first glance, he was a waste lingering in the color of wine.

Even if he is a true martial artist who has stepped into the Dao, he may even have a more powerful true qi than Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu is confident that it will not take ten moves to defeat him.

Xiao Eryi looked at the person and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Ninth Master, you are here. ”

"Well, you can get busy, I'll find your shopkeeper. ”

Xiao Er glanced back at the old shopkeeper, and when he saw that the shopkeeper nodded slightly, he hurriedly agreed and ran to the back kitchen.

When the ninth master saw that the shopkeeper didn't seem to want to see him, he immediately said with a sneer.

"Don't shopkeeper, business is booming. ”

The old shopkeeper's eyes didn't bother to raise, looking at the ledger in front of him, which had not been opened, and fiddling with the abacus with one hand.

"Thanks to you, it's not closed yet. ”

"Hehe, look at what you said, we can't blame us for not having a good 'business' this time. ”

The old shopkeeper, who was too lazy to talk nonsense, looked up at him and asked directly.

"Tell me, what's the matter. ”

The man smirked.

"The shopkeeper has prepared 300 bags of water and 100 dry foods, and my family will go out to the 'far house' the day after tomorrow. ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of silver cake from his bosom and handed it over.

"It's a fixed money you take. ”

Looking at the shopkeeper, he ignored him and just accepted the silver, this ninth master is down-to-earth in his heart, this realm water is more expensive than gold, I am afraid that the old shopkeeper will not agree to him to go back, and it will be difficult to explain. As for playing tricks with this shopkeeper, he doesn't have the guts.

If you want to say that this tea house is ordinary, it can't be more ordinary, and the same tea house can be seen everywhere. But his extraordinariness lies in this position.

There are thousands of miles of yellow sand here, there are only two cities in front and back, one large and one small, and the middle five hundred miles of road is full of desert, if there is not such a water source in the middle, it is really a dead place. And because of the existence of this tea house, it has become the only passage through this desert.

The forces here are complicated, the Tang Dynasty, the countries of the Western Regions, the caravans, the people of the rivers and lakes, no one will allow others to occupy here, so the shopkeeper Mo, who has opened a shop here for more than 30 years, has become the owner of the water source recognized and trusted by each family.

Just rely on him, the so-called ninth master, how dare to play tricks here.

Seeing that the shopkeeper had no intention of continuing to talk to him, the ninth master said goodbye and left, and retreated outside the house, and deliberately glanced at Xiao Wu before leaving. There is such a diner as Xiao Wu in the house, which is too conspicuous. However, when the Ninth Master saw that Xiao Wu's image was too depressed, and he was chewing and swallowing like a hungry ghost, he obviously had an image of being in trouble, so he didn't care too much.

With the sound of the wind outside the house and the sound of horses' hooves fading away, Xiao Wu finally ate up everything he could see in front of him, and then raised his head.

"Where did that man come from?"

"Don't feel like a good person?"

Looking at Xiao Wu, who was smiling but silent, the old shopkeeper said with a bit of sarcasm.

"A gang of horse bandits, all of them are scumbags, picking on rich landlords and small traders, and they are so hungry that even the common people will not let go. ”

"Oh, then why are you still selling them. Let them die of thirst. ”

Xiao Wu said it very lightly, half of it was a joke, and the other half was really meaningful.

Hearing Xiao Wu's question, the old shopkeeper became very serious, and his solemn eyes made Xiao Wu a little unbearable.

"Rules. ”

"The rules of. Xiao Wu said in his heart.

Seeing that Xiao Wu didn't answer, the old shopkeeper had no interest in talking, and the scene suddenly became inexplicably quiet, and it lasted slightly for a while, but the shopkeeper broke the deadlock.

"Guest, do you want to go to the guest room to rest?"

As he spoke, he didn't care whether Xiao Wu agreed or not, and turned around and went to the backyard. Xiao Wu was also stunned for a moment, and then slowly followed.

After walking a short distance, I heard the voice of the old shopkeeper sound again.

"When are you going to go?"

Xiao Wu couldn't help but be surprised: "Is this driving me away?"

Then he seemed to understand something, and replied without looking back.

"The day after tomorrow. ”

There was only one old shopkeeper in the lobby, fiddling with the abacus at will, but his slightly straight eyes revealed that he was in a trance, and after a long while, the old shopkeeper came back to his senses and whispered in his mouth.

"Monkey King・・・Heavenly Court・・・Underworld・・

(To be continued)