20demayo Chapter 362 My Neighbor Carries a Mountain 6 (The End)
Chapter 362 My Neighbor Carries a Mountain 6 (The End)
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With the company of little monsters.
Monkey King felt that being trapped under the mountain wasn't so bad after all.
This is just like the calamities of imprisonment in the mortal world.
There are still people visiting him in prison, he doesn't have to do forced labor, and no one has the guts to come and whip him to vent their anger and humiliate him.
When you're hungry, there are ants, ant eggs, wild fruits, fruit juice, and raw fish to eat.
It's okay if you don't eat it.
It's just that it's greedy.
My body has already been mistreated; I can't let my appetite suffer for no reason, and learn from the sharp-nosed little brother who loves to eat insects and ants.
Also.
Xiao Yi, disguised as a puppet of the Rebellious Immortal, went around telling Monkey King a few gossips.
What Monkey King's former friend—the Bull Demon King—was all about flaunting his wealth and living off women. He was so arrogant that he set his sights on Lady Su Zhi's adopted daughter, Jade Face. Jade Face was deeply troubled by this and sought help from her adoptive mother. Lady Su Zhi took action, and the Bull Demon King was weakened for a full hundred years before he recovered.
Monkey King was greatly shocked upon hearing this.
Why is my sworn brother so obsessed with finding a wife?
Huh~ Luckily I'm a male monkey.
The alchemy furnace where Monkey King once stayed was stolen—Lady Suzhi eventually stepped in and "snatched" it back from the West for Laozi.
Monkey King was so excited that he wished he could show off his skills.
The culprit, the treacherous Xiao Yi, remained completely unfazed, causing trouble everywhere—she's a pro!
Marshal Zhu of Heaven abruptly offended the aloof fairy, resulting in him being kicked down to the mortal realm by the Queen Mother to become a pig demon.
The disciple of gods and Buddhas, Jin Chan, was reincarnated as a human—and received a mission from the Buddhist sect to cultivate for ten lifetimes.
Monkey King had no suspicions.
They even felt sympathy for this bald stranger who was forced to reincarnate repeatedly.
Seeing that it couldn't grasp the main point of the words, Xiao Yi shook its head and started making up other "interesting stories" about the immortals.
No need to eat or drink.
Big Mouth's voice was pleasant to hear, and his tone was captivating. Sometimes, Monkey King could listen to it for days and nights without getting tired of it.
When it finally escapes, it must properly thank the puppet's master.
Monkey King thought to himself.
It stretched out its tongue and pulled out a lot of newly grown monkey hair.
"Little puppet, you'd better make sure you deliver this item properly..."
The puppet calmly accepted the fragrant monkey hair from the Monkey King.
Out of courtesy and reciprocity.
She took out a piece of dried mythical beast meat from her small handbag and handed it to the monkey.
Monkey King doesn't know the meaning of politeness.
Before the aroma of meat could even linger, it rolled its tongue and pulled the dried meat onto the wooden board next to the straw pillow.
Compared to when he first arrived at Five Elements Mountain.
There are indeed many intricacies involved.
Look, there's a shelf next to the wooden plank, hanging with straw hats, bamboo baskets, and animal skin bags that the monkey wove with its own tongue...
Rong Xiaoshu really did manage to brainwash this guy for hundreds of years.
Monkey King has learned everything he should and shouldn't have learned. He has been planning for a long time to sew shoes and socks for his ancestor and then ask the local earth god to deliver them, so that he can be released from prison or leave the mountain sooner.
Where does the cloth for sewing shoes and socks come from?
Of course, they secretly robbed the "passing-by" Xian Er Da and Da Jingguai.
He wouldn't show favoritism.
I'll definitely give every unlucky guy a good talking to.
The targets for the robbery were set out to be the useless and wicked monsters, as instructed by the puppet.
"I wonder if that man-eating monster smells bad... Pointy-beak, Pointy-beak, would you like to eat some of your senior's flesh?"
The little pangolin's burrowing into the mountain proceeded in an orderly manner.
I was a little stunned when Brother Monkey suddenly called my name.
It's just a little pangolin, of course it wouldn't eat that stuff. Could it be that the monkey wanted to eat it itself?
It's not impossible.
The little pangolin flicked its cold-glowing tail in refusal, then crouched down and retreated several feet away in small, quick steps.
Seeing that his younger brother, who was drilling mountains, didn't dare to challenge his senior.
Monkey King slammed his chin heavily onto the grass pillow.
"You don't like eating trees or anything like that, so why don't you spare their lives? Maybe you can even get a ransom."
Hey hey hey.
It can also teach those troublesome distant relatives of the old folks a lesson.
The thought of being able to settle both old and new scores together.
Monkey King has already begun to fantasize about using his golden cudgel to teach and educate people, thus making his name in history.
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The time for Monkey King to emerge from the mountain is drawing ever closer.
The little pangolin increasingly felt that this little world was not a place to linger...
"Rongbao, don't you think so? Monkey King definitely wants to take you with him on his journey to the West."
The banyan sapling's root system shrank.
He clearly agrees with Pingbao's statement.
Ugh.
What to do if Monkey King loves himself too much?
The system remained silent in the system space.
Its little friends have even started to devise their own strategies; they're truly the number one at learning bad habits.
"Keep it up, Pingping! We'll see the end soon! Xiao Yi is waiting for us to go and subdue the mountain spirits together!"
Put aside the strange, inexplicable thoughts in the system's head.
The system then began to cheer on the little pangolin.
It's a sad story, really.
The little pangolin trains and burrows into the mountains every day, and its whole body has shrunk a size. If you didn't know better, you'd think it had some kind of rejuvenation technique.
Even the Monkey King was worried for a while after seeing this.
It worried that its pangolin brother, who had a grudge against the rock wall in the cave, would die young.
Wouldn't that mean I wouldn't be able to find Old Yan to extend its life in time?
No no no.
I still need to keep an eye on this honest, hardworking, and shrewd younger brother.
I've watched a century go by.
I realized that the little brother with the pointed beak might be some kind of mixed race or something.
That's why snakes, shrimps, and crabs shed their skin frequently, and after shedding their skin they become smaller; it's not some kind of magic that makes them younger.
How strange.
What kind of blood is mixed in with my little brother?
With its fiery eyes and golden pupils, how come Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, could not see anything?
The little pangolin remained silent.
They focused all their energy on drilling up the mountain, and in the end, only the topmost layer of paper shimmering with Buddha's light remained untouched.
what.
This is how a pangolin's life, spanning hundreds of years, is wasted.
It's time to settle things and leave.
The rebellious puppet arrived unexpectedly, bringing Monkey King fine wine, tea, braised chicken, roast meat, and pickled fish.
Monkey King smelled the alcohol and took out the spicy ant eggs he had been saving for a long time.
Before long, he got himself completely drunk.
The little pangolin stood up and waved its claws, sending out numerous array plates to shield the area from prying eyes.
The banyan sapling used its roots to write a farewell letter.
She then took out several sets of clothes, shoes, socks, feather fans, cloaks, flying needles, sleeping potions, perfumes, and face masks that she had saved for Monkey King and put them into Monkey King's wooden box.
I can tell.
This is how companionship fosters affection.
The little pangolin felt a mix of emotions.
He presented a small quilt that he had sewn himself from the scales he had shed over hundreds of years. Monkey King would surely know the purpose of these scales at a glance—to steal chickens and dogs anonymously.
He also kept the wooden skateboard that he had upgraded.
It was for Monkey King to use as a mode of transportation when he traveled west.
...
Let's not even talk about how Monkey King will feel when he wakes up.
These three sneakily lurked in the sky for a few years, then went and gave the man-eating Sand Monk a good beating, even putting a fake headband on him.
The urge to eat people causes endless headaches.
Once you wear it, it'll last a lifetime.
The three of them didn't witness the scene of all the Buddhas sharing the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada.
It is known that Madam Su's adopted daughter, Yu Mian, is very ambitious and hardworking, spending her days either sparring or on her way to spar.
The Earth Goddess's circle has grown larger and larger, and she doesn't know whose eyes and ears she's become.
someday.
A monk arrived at Five Elements Mountain and found only an empty piece of land.
We waited for almost the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The monkey then carried the mountain back along the same route.
"The Bodhisattva is talking about you, isn't he? Monk, my name is Fiery Eyes*Great Sage Equal to Heaven*Stone-Shattering*Sun Wukong."
I have many friends, both in heaven and on earth, but few of them are truly useful.
Are you still going to take me in? If not, I have to go now.
What are you up to?
Of course, I'm going to go play with the little pointy-beaked creatures.
The monk was caught off guard by his eldest disciple's attitude.
They only had time to nod in agreement.
Then a tongue stuck out, and he was rolled up onto a small wooden chair. The bundle behind the chair must have contained the monkey's belongings.
Before the monk could think any further,
The monkey shouted loudly.
"Monk, hold him steady!"
Then it jumped onto its skateboard, which it had upgraded several times, and moved forward.
The little pangolin was relieved to know that the monkey had gained his freedom.
The three troublemakers saved up some of their loot and gave it to Granny Lü, asking her to pass it on to Monkey King on his journey to the West.
That way, Monkey King will know.
The little pangolin and the banyan sapling did not disappear on purpose.
It's perfectly normal for time travelers to be in a hurry.
Instead of exposing the little pangolin's guilty conscience, Tongzi gave the three of them a way out and even held a welcome banquet for their souls.
The lingering souls in the system space also benefited.
I then ate a strange-tasting but energy-rich buffet.