The Monkey King

A bright moon passed through the clouds in the sky, and the breeze blew through the branches of the big trees in the yard, making waves.

In the quiet night, Monkey and Yang Chan sat in the house and ate together with a green lantern on.

Except for banquets, monsters don't have the habit of gathering together for meals.

There are many reasons for this phenomenon, the most important of which is that they have no family.

Whether they are animals, plants, or even various kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it seems that there are many ways to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to transform, but in fact, the base number is only large, and the true probability is not high. The probability of close relatives transforming at the same time is even less.

As for getting married and starting a family after transformation, that kind of thing is simply a luxury wish for these wandering fairies. Because of this, they are all accustomed to each serving his own food and eating his own food.

The two said they were dining together, but in fact the two sides of the low table served completely different dishes.

Yang Chan ate an ordinary meal, while the monkey ate a pile of cut fruits and some pasta.

With his head lowered, the monkey gnawed on the fruit, and occasionally raised his head to glance at Yang Chan.

The expression was still cold, but fortunately the anger just now was gone.

It seems that because of her tutoring, Yang Chan doesn't talk when eating. As for whether the person at the table with her can talk, it depends on who it is. If it was Ling Yunzi and Yuding, there would probably be no problem. Anyway, these two old guys, Yang Chan, wouldn't listen to them unless they flipped the table. If it were a monkey, it probably wouldn't work.

After dinner, Yang Chan silently cleared the table and washed all the tableware before returning to the room to check Monkey's pulse.

"Um... when can I continue practicing?" Monkey asked.

"It won't be long. You'll recover very quickly." Yang Chan took his hand back, poured out two pills from the bottle and handed them to the monkey: "Take it."

The monkey raised his head and swallowed.

Putting the medicine bottle into his sleeve, Yang Chan walked to the desk and lit a green lamp. He took out the slips and wrote something carefully with his pen, counting with his fingers from time to time.

The monkey sat on the couch, leaning against the window and looking up at the stars in the sky. From time to time he lowered his head to glance at Yang Chan.

Yang Chan, who works seriously, has a different kind of charm. It should be said that she is as heroic as a man. Unlike other women, she looks more capable and courageous.

In fact, Yang Chan is indeed such a person. Whether in the past life or in this life, Monkey has never seen such a girl.

Incredibly strong and versatile, a woman who is proficient in all kinds of skills has more burdens than men. The only regret is that the cultivator of enlightenment has that knot in his mind that prevents him from cultivating into the realm of spiritual transformation.

But if she didn't have that knot in her heart, Yang Chan would be a different person.

Maybe it’s a beautiful girl sitting in front of the mirror doing her makeup for a man who likes her, maybe she’s an elegant and talented girl obsessed with writing books, maybe she’s a fairy living a carefree life in the palace, maybe…

But there is no possibility in this world.

True to Youquanzi's words, "Everything you gain and lose, everything you lose, you gain." When God closes a door to you, it also opens a window.

Hatred and suffering brought suffering, but also gave her unparalleled perseverance, making her bloom like an arrogant plum blossom in the ice and snow, exuding a different kind of beauty.

Looking at it, the monkey became obsessed with it.

Thinking of what she said the night he left Evil Dragon Pond, Monkey suddenly had a question: "Isn't she in love with me? Well...this is a bit strange."

Whenever anything related to love happens to Yang Chan, Monkey will find it weird. For a long time, in the monkey's eyes, apart from killing the Jade Emperor and rebelling against Heaven, nothing seemed to interest Yang Chan.

Like yourself? This is a bit weird.

Yang Chan suddenly turned her head and found that the monkey was looking at her. The slightly frowned brow suddenly bloomed: "What are you doing?"

"No." The monkey quickly turned his head and looked out the window: "I'm tired of looking at the stars, my neck is sore."

Giving the monkey a blank look, Yang Chan lowered his head and raised his hand to dip some ink on the tip of his pen, then continued to write: "Nothing happens, just go to bed early. I'm injured, so I should rest more. I'll leave later." Close the door."

"Oh." The monkey responded blankly, but did not move at all, and Yang Chan did not ask.

After working for a while, Yang Chan took a long breath, rolled up the bamboo slips and put them aside, took out another bamboo slips, spread them out and started writing, and said casually: "Lu Liuguai collected all the food. It is said that we need to make unified arrangements.”

"Well, what then?"

"I looked at the list and there's still enough for a month."

"A month..." Monkey pursed his lips.

Yang Chan continued: "There is no sunlight in this valley, there are almost no animals and plants in the world, and it is not suitable for farming. In a month, we may have to organize food collection outside."

"Can't it change?" Monkey blurted out. After asking, he realized that he had asked a stupid question.

Yang Chan turned around and rolled her eyes at him again, and said coldly: "Things conjured by the God Refining Realm are just illusions. Even if they are full of color, flavor and flavor, they are not real food. The things conjured by the God Transformation Realm... If the caster loses consciousness one day, everything will return to its original state. Only they themselves can eat that food, and if these monsters eat it, they will all be skinny in a short time. Besides, you probably don’t want to bother Youquanzi all the time to go out and collect it. Food, right?”

"So, I haven't lived in Youquan Valley for a long time." Monkey smiled bitterly.

"In a few days." Yang Chan said calmly: "In a few days, I will go out to the valley to have a look. It won't matter if the heavenly soldiers disperse. They can't always put a bunch of troops here to search. The Tianhe navy can still be considered Troops that are more focused on efficiency don't do this kind of useless work. If they go out to collect food regularly, they won't have to leave."

"What are you writing now?" Monkey stretched his head and asked.

"Alchemy." Yang Chan stroked the pen and said without looking back: "I have almost used the elixir sent by Youquanzi. Now I am replacing some of the mortal medicinal materials with animals and plants from the underworld."

"Ah? Is this okay? Didn't you say you're not allowed to move?"

"That's why no one who doesn't understand is allowed to move. I know how to do it and won't mess around." As she said this, she covered her mouth, frowned and kowtowed twice.

The monkey was startled and asked quickly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, my throat feels a little uncomfortable."

"Will your throat still feel uncomfortable after cultivating to the God Refining Realm?"

"Excessive consumption of spiritual power and energy is normal. Heavenly Court often withholds materials from Guanjiangkou. In the past, it was normal for the elixirs to be insufficient during the march. Even the simplest elixirs had to be refined by oneself. It's okay. After this period, it will naturally alright."

"You should also rest early." Monkey suddenly felt a little sorry.

Yang Chan's pen tip paused slightly and glanced at the monkey: "Now you know you care about me? If you hadn't been running around looking for you, the matter would have been done by now. Were you with Youquanzi in the bamboo forest just now?"

Monkey didn't answer, but just glanced at Yang Chan quietly.

"I know even if you don't tell me, there are traces of spellcasting there, and the spiritual power fluctuations are exactly the same as those felt in these houses. Who else could it be? It can only be him. If I can't even notice this, I will It's been a thousand years of fighting in vain. Well, you can rest, I'm done."

After that, she rinsed off the ink from the pen tip, hung it on the pen holder, rolled up all the bamboo slips and straightened them up, stood up holding them, and said casually: "Go to bed early."

After blowing out the lamp, Yang Chan turned around and walked out of the door, closing the door behind her.

The wind outside the window blew slowly, rolling the green leaves on the treetops. The monkey took a deep breath, blinked his eyes and stared at Yang Chan's retreating back through the window, listening to the occasional faint cough.

…

Outside the Youquan Valley, four heavenly troops spread their wings and sneaked through the woods. The man who looked like the first day general took out a jade slip and said softly: "General, nothing was found outside the valley."

Tian Heng's voice came from the other end of the jade slip: "Then go into the valley and take a look."

"This...general, Youquanzi is probably in the valley."

"What are you afraid of! I'll take care of anything!"

Helplessly, a few people exchanged colors and flew up along the mountains surrounding Youquan Valley.

…

A quaint mansion on the top of the cliff.

In the dark room, Youquanzi sat on the futon with his knees up, stroking the bamboo slips made of seals and reading them.

Suddenly, he raised his head, his ears trembling slightly, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Hey...we have to deal with them after all."

With a long sigh, Youquanzi stood up on his knees, walked to the cabinet beside him, took out a pair of gloves made of silver thread, and put them on his hands.

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