The Monkey King

On the top of the cliff, Qingxin looked down at the small village in front of her.

Under the sun, there are more than a dozen huts dotted around, long fences are covered with morning glories, three or two villagers are working in the fields with their cattle, a peasant woman is weaving in her yard, and several children are playing in the small yard. Playing in the water by the stream. It looks no different from an ordinary small village.

"Is this the only way to pass?"

"It is the only way to go, but..." Shi Yuxuan lowered her head and checked the sheepskin map in her hand repeatedly. After a while, she frowned and said, "There is no village marked here on this map."

"Where did you get your map?"

"It was left by my master Ling Yunzi. My master loves to travel, so he has many maps, and they are very accurate."

"Eighth Senior Brother's map? How many years has it been? Not to mention a village, even the national boundaries have changed long ago. Where can I still count?" Qingxin looked at the village again, clapped her hands and said: " Since this is the only way to go, let's wait here. The reincarnation of Jin Chanzi is a monk, also known as a monk. When meeting someone, we always have to make a fortune, borrow a place to stay or something. Wait here. You can’t go wrong.”

With that said, she strode down the mountain.

Shi Yuxuan was startled, hesitated for a moment, sighed helplessly and said, "Who made her the master uncle?"

After saying that, she quickly followed.

Vaguely, she always felt that it was inappropriate, but it didn't seem to be dangerous.

Although there are many monsters in the world today. The forces from all sides are intertwined, but how can the ordinary and ignorant little demon be the opponent of her uncle?

As for those demon kings who have some vision, they would not want to offend Subhuti and Taishang Laojun at the same time, right?

It's okay to say that the heavenly army and the demon kings may not be afraid, but they are powerful. This is no joke. Once you are offended, you might not be able to open your eyes again one night.

Walking along the long mountain road, the two soon reached the bottom of the cliff and met an old man chopping firewood.

When the old man saw the two of them, he was slightly startled. It was mesmerizing to watch. next moment. He seemed to remember something, his eyes widened in shock, and he was completely speechless.

After a brief silence, the old man dropped the father and son in his hands and fell to the ground, trembling slightly.

Qingxin trotted over quickly, reached out to help the old man, and said, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man blinked his eyes and said, "Are you... are you... a monster or a god?"

Hearing this, Qingxin couldn't help but giggle.

That smile is as warm as the winter sunshine.

"Old man, we are just pedestrians passing by."

"Don't try to deceive me. How can any passerby be like you?"

"How are we doing?" Qingxin asked in confusion.

The old man trembled slightly and took two steps back. He couldn't help but glance at Qing Xin, and then lowered his head in panic and said: "There are no villages in this place for a hundred miles. How can a pedestrian passing by not bring luggage? Besides, pedestrians come from a long distance. It must be full of dust, how can it be like you... so..."

For a moment, the old man couldn't find words to describe the two women in front of him. I held it in for a while. He just blinked his eyes and whispered: "You are either fairies in the sky, or... you are transformed into fox monsters in the mountains and forests. How could a mortal be born as beautiful as you?"

Hearing this, Qingxin couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Shiyuxuan behind her also chuckled.

In so many years, this was the first time Qingxin left her two masters. It was also the first time I had contact with real mortals.

She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and said seriously: "Old man, I am not a fairy or a monster. I am just a human being, but... I am a person with some magic power."

As he spoke, Qingxin pointed with his hand, and the firewood piled aside flew up one by one, shocking the old farmer from ear to ear.

Right in front of the old man, pieces of firewood were split in the air and neatly folded.

Qingxin clapped her hands and said with some pride: "Look, I don't harm you, but I still help you with your work. Could it be a monster?"

The old man couldn't help but hesitate a little, but his legs were still weak. He leaned on the rock nearby and held his chest for a long time, unable to speak. He just kept blinking and looking at the two of them up and down.

Shi Yuxuan was okay. Putting aside her face, the Taoist robe she wore was not something that could be seen normally, but it wasn't too different.

Qingxin is already a completely different world to him.

Not to mention anything else, the pink and emerald green dress alone looks extraordinary just for its color. There are also a few simple decorations on the bun. If you look closely, they are not what ordinary wealthy people may have.

Besides, that face was even more beautiful than the old man had ever seen in his life. The old farmer didn't dare to look at those watery eyes, fearing that his soul would be sucked away if he looked at them a few more times.

After staying like this for a while, Qingxin asked cautiously: "Old man, are you okay?"

"Uncle Master, we'd better go back, we'll scare them." Shi Yuxuan whispered at the side.

Qingxin flattened her mouth, frowned and stared at the old man, still standing still.

After staying there for a while, the old man finally regained his composure and asked in a low voice: "Are you really not a monster?"

"It's a monster. Will he stand here talking to you and help you with your work?"

"Yes... that's right." The old man covered his chest and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then asked in a low voice: "Then... what did you just say you were going to do?"

"I said we should wait here for someone."

"Waiting for someone?"

"Yes." Qingxin raised her head and looked in the direction of the village.

At this time, everyone in the village seemed to have noticed the arrival of the two men. Everyone put down their work and looked at them from a distance, with fear and curiosity in their eyes.

Looking back, Qingxin said to the old man: "Grandpa, we are staying here for a few days. Can we stay at your house?"

"Borrowing?" Shi Yuxuan screamed on the spot: "We'd better wait outside the village, don't live in the village."

"Why?"

"Do you think they are like that... is it convenient?" Shi Yuxuan took a deep breath and said, "Besides, you don't know what the houses in these mountain villages are like. In my opinion, it's not the same as sleeping on the street. It doesn’t make any difference, at most it can be transformed into a house with some magic.”

"I just want to live in the village, can't I?" Qingxin gave Shi Yuxuan a white look. Then he turned to look at the old farmer and said, "Grandpa, is that okay?"

"This..." the old man hesitated and said, "I'm afraid this is not very convenient, right?"

"You won't agree?"

"No." The old man waved his hand quickly and said, "It's just... it's really inconvenient. How can the two girls live in my house looking at their clothes?"

Looking at the old man, Qingxin's brows slowly frowned.

At this glance, the old man suddenly couldn't resist, and said quickly: "I will show you two. After seeing it, the two girls will understand."

Said. The old man led the two of them slowly towards the village along the path beside the fields. The villagers were still watching from a distance, with their eyes wide open. A few young guys were even more lost. .

…

At this time, in one of the inconspicuous thatched houses, Puxian was watching them from a distance through the gap in the window lattice.

The monk on the side asked in a low voice: "Master, we are waiting for you. Could it be them?"

Puxian nodded slightly,

"Then, what should we do next?"

"Don't do anything, just try your best to maintain the entire village." Taking a deep breath, Puxian sighed: "Just do your best to maintain the entire village. Be sure not to let them see any clues."

"Disciple understands."

…

In this illusion created especially for her, Qingxin walked slowly behind the old farmer, looking around happily.

The boy who was carrying rice stared blankly at her. The shepherd boy carrying a bamboo hat driving the cattle, the donkey tied to the stone mill in the yard...

In her eyes, everything in this ordinary village was so novel, and everything she had never seen in the Xianyue Sanxing Cave or the Tushita Palace.

That smile made Shi Yuxuan behind her feel helpless.

Is this really to meet Master Wukong? Or is it just an excuse to go out for a walk?

Walked for a long time. The old farmer pointed forward and said, "That is the old man's home."

From a distance, the two of them saw a small thatched courtyard surrounded by dilapidated fences. The wall looked like it was made of piled rocks, and the straw on the roof was even more different. It was tinkered with many times.

In the courtyard, an old mother-in-law who looked to be in her eighties was sitting on a small stool pouring rice all over the ground.

"Who is this……"

"This is...my mother."

"What about your children, grandpa?"

The old farmer was stunned for a while, and then whispered: "I had a son who was accidentally bitten to death by a tiger more than 20 years ago. My mother-in-law also got sick because of it... After that, there was only one son in the family. We are the only two left, mother and son.”

Hearing this, Qingxin quickly closed her mouth in embarrassment, not daring to ask any more questions.

Along the way, behind them, a group of villagers followed from a distance, looking curiously.

When she entered the courtyard, Qingxin slowly walked forward, bowed and said, "Hello, grandma."

The mother-in-law was startled and quickly raised her head, but she was in a daze for a long time and said: "Who... who?"

The old farmer whispered: "My mother's eyes don't work well."

With that said, he walked up to her mother-in-law and shouted loudly in her ear: "Mom, we have a guest at home!"

"What did you say?"

"I said, there are guests at home——!"

"Oh, guest." After saying that, the mother-in-law sat still again.

Shi Yuxuan, who was standing at the end, looked at the mother-in-law helplessly and sighed: "It seems that not only the eyes, but also the ears are not working well. This old man's life is really..."

Qingxin pouted and glanced at Shi Yuxuan, took out a white bottle from her sleeve, poured out a golden elixir, stuffed it into the old farmer's hand, and said: "Grandpa, let the old woman eat this, and her eyes and ears will be fine." Everything is fine, and I should be able to extend my life by another twenty years."

"Ah?" Not only the old farmer, but also Shi Yuxuan was stunned by this statement.

The old farmer looked at the golden elixir in his palm, looked at his mother, and then looked at Qingxin. He was panicked for a moment.

Shi Yuxuan leaned close to Qingxin and asked in a low voice: "Is this... the Supreme Lord's golden elixir?"

"kindness."

"You're just going to give it to an old woman you've never met before?"

"Isn't it possible?" Qingxin asked.

"This thing... this should be used by Taishang Laojun to improve your cultivation level, right? How many monks dream of getting it."

"Do you want it too?"

"This...I...who doesn't want this?"

"I picked this up from Tushita Palace." Qingxin shook the bottle by her ear and said, "There are five left, so I'll give them to you. I'll ask the master for them later. "

With that said, Qingxin had already stuffed the bottle into Shiyuxuan's hand.

For a moment, Shi Yuxuan had the same expression as the old farmer.

Seeing this situation, Qingxin walked step by step to the old farmer, took the golden elixir from the old farmer's hand, and gently put it to the old woman's lips.

"Come on, grandma, open your mouth, ah~"

While everyone was looking at her with doubts, the old woman opened her mouth slightly and took the golden elixir into her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, an incredible scene happened.

Right in front of everyone, the traces left by the years seemed to be being pulled away from the old woman's body bit by bit by some force.

The wrinkles on his face were reduced bit by bit, the hair that had fallen to only a few strands grew rapidly, and the hands that were so shriveled that only bones were left became fleshed out bit by bit, even those The color in his empty eyes is gradually recovering.

After a while, the old woman stood up slowly and looked around with a horrified look on her face, looking at the smiling Qingxin. Then, tears fell drop by drop from his eyes.

Everyone around her looked at her in horror.

"God! It's a fairy!" Someone suddenly shouted, and immediately after, the villagers outside the fence knelt and worshiped one by one, shouting at the heavens and the earth.

The mother and son in the courtyard also fell to their knees in a hurry, kowtowing.

Qingxin was so frightened that she quickly reached out to help them and tried to persuade them not to kneel anymore.

…

From a distance, Puxian suddenly laughed.

The monk on the side couldn't help but became confused and said: "Isn't this too generous? Just give the golden elixir to others casually like this? Back then, the Jade Emperor went to great lengths to get one."

"Do you know who she is?"

The monk slowly shook his head.

Samantabhadra sighed and said: "On the surface, she is the last disciple of Subhuti. In fact, she has another identity - the only disciple taught by the Supreme Master."

The monk couldn't help being slightly surprised and said: "Is there such a person in this world?"

"Originally there would be no such thing." Puxian said with a faint smile: "But in everything, there are always exceptions. She is that exception, but she doesn't go out often and is not widely known. What does the golden elixir mean to her? It's just a by-product of Taishang Laojun passing the time with nothing to do. How much you want depends on your mood."

…

At this time, less than a hundred miles away from this place, the monkeys and his party were slowly walking towards here. (To be continued ~^~)

PS: I still owe 8,000 words... I still have to pay 4,000 in a few days.