The Monkey King

"Who will come at this time? Could it be that the old man sent someone to summon him?" The monkey and the wind chime looked at each other and thought to themselves.

He and Feng Chime could almost be described as isolated from the world, and few people came to visit them on weekdays.

Even the Taoist disciples in the kitchen next door were afraid of getting involved with the monkeys and would be ostracized by the brothers in the audience. They never came to the door and hid whenever possible on the street.

Except for the wind chime, no one has ever knocked on this door.

Opening the door in confusion, a young face came into view.

The visitor was a Taoist disciple of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face, a purple jade hairpin in his hair, a purple gold-edged white crane Taoist robe, and a pair of purple cloud-stepping shoes.

He looked like just a thin and frail young man, but his clothes alone had already refreshed the monkey.

I have never seen such luxurious clothes in this Taoist temple.

At this moment, the man was smiling and staring at the monkey intently, as if he was watching something very interesting.

After a while, the other party said with a smile: "First time meeting, Junior Brother Wukong."

Just as the monkey was unsure about the other party's identity, the wind chime behind him suddenly shouted: "Uncle Ling Yun!"

Eighth senior brother Ling Yunzi?

Monkey suddenly realized that Yue Chao once said that Ling Yunzi still looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old!

"Greetings to Senior Brother Ling Yun!" Monkey quickly bowed and saluted respectfully.

"Greetings to Uncle Ling Yun!" Feng Chingling quickly walked to the door and saluted.

"No need, no need." Ling Yunzi stared at the wind chime and said with a smile, "Little girl, you know I don't care about these things."

"Why did Uncle Lingyun come back suddenly?" Feng Ling raised his head and asked.

"I'll be back when the battle is over." Ling Yunzi waved his sleeves carelessly, raised his feet and dragged his skirt across the door frame: "Junior Brother Wukong, do you have tea in this room, and you don't even give me a cup? ?I don’t care about etiquette, but I love drinking this tea.”

Feng Ling hurriedly ran to the table, picked up the teapot and poured it out: "There is no tea, only water. Do you want it? Uncle Ling Yun."

Although he spoke like a master, he was not restrained. I think Ling Yunzi is also an approachable person.

"Only water? Water will do! I'm so thirsty." Ling Yunzi reached out to take the cup.

At this moment, Monkey noticed a white figure not far behind Ling Yunzi.

She wore a gauze white dress that undulated slightly in the wind, and her thick, ink-black hair was tied up in a pattern on her head and poured down, setting off this strand of white mink velvet.

The figure looked like a fairy descending from the earth.

Taking a closer look, the face without makeup is exquisite and picturesque, which makes people excited. But there was a thick sadness between his eyebrows.

What is immortal energy? Monkey really saw it today.

It turns out that people can be so beautiful that they look like they stepped out of a painting.

"Who is this?" he couldn't help but wonder.

Ling Yunzi raised his head and drank the water in the clay cup. He turned around and saw the monkey standing by the door and the woman standing outside the door who had not come in. He said, "Let me introduce to you, this is my new apprentice." , Yang Chan."

"Yang Chan!" Monkey's heart skipped a beat.

Yang Chan? Yang Jian’s sister? Three Holy Mothers? What is she doing here?

No, Ling Yunzi said she was his new apprentice. Isn't her master Yuding Zhenren? Which song is this from?

"Come on, Yang Chan, this is Master Wukong." Ling Yunzi pointed at the monkey and said.

However, Yang Chan seemed to be absent-minded, as if she didn't listen to Ling Yunzi's words. She ignored the monkey and the wind chime at all, and just stood outside the door looking into the distance without knowing what she was looking at.

The apprentice ignored the master, and Ling Yunzi could only smile awkwardly.

Feng Ling saw that the monkey had a strange look on his face, and turned to stare at Yang Chan. He put down the teapot and walked over to say hello, but was pulled back by Ling Yunzi. The hand hidden in his sleeve quietly shook, indicating that Feng Ling was not needed. Pay attention to her.

"What's going on?" Monkey's doubts became more serious.

"Sit, sit." Ling Yunzi's expression changed, and he returned to the smiling look before, and he sat down on the couch first. The way he greeted the two of them seemed like he was the one living here.

"Well, Junior Brother Wukong. It's our first meeting...what kind of meeting gift do you want?"

"Meeting gift?" Monkey was startled.

Qing Yunzi is a senior brother, and Ling Yunzi is also a senior brother. There is a big difference between these senior brothers, right?

Before Monkey could say anything, he heard a disciple hurriedly running out of the door. When the disciple saw Yang Chan, he was obviously stunned and almost stumbled.

After regaining his composure, he walked into the monkey's cabin, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Ling Yun, Master has invited me."

The eyes glanced in Yang Chan's direction from time to time.

Ling Yunzi suddenly smiled awkwardly, turned to look at the monkey and the wind chime, and then said to the Taoist disciple: "You, go back to the master first, and then say, wait a moment, I will be there in a moment."

"Master means, uncle, please come over immediately!"

Ling Yunzi understood the situation as soon as he heard this. The smile on his face immediately disappeared and was replaced by a sad look. He put his hands in his sleeves and hugged his arms. His eyes rolled around as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he muttered: "I have to be trained again, hey. Junior Brother Wukong, I will come back to you."

After saying that, he said goodbye to the two of them and took Yang Chan to follow the Taoist disciples towards Subhuti's Hall of Concentration.

Seeing the three people walking away, the monkey turned sideways and whispered to the wind chime: "This senior brother Ling Yun is really special."

Feng Ling curled his lips and said: "Uncle Ling Yun turned out to be a young novice monk in a Buddhist temple. For some reason, one day he suddenly returned to secular life and said he wanted to go home to get married. The abbot was so angry that he was half dead. Unexpectedly, the temple he left was Instead of going home, I came here to seek enlightenment. I said it’s because there are too many rules in practicing Buddhism, but it’s still comfortable to practice Taoism.”

"This is a strange person. By the way, you, go find out what's going on with Yang Jian."

"Yang Jian?" Fengling raised his head and glanced at the monkey.

"Then Yang Chan, if nothing unexpected happens, she should be Yang Jian's sister. Isn't her master Yuding Zhenren? Why did she worship in our Xie Yue Sanxing Cave again?"

The wind chime pouted and glared at the monkey with squinted eyes, and angrily said, "I only know that men are lustful, but I didn't know that male monkeys are also lustful towards women! I knew something was wrong just now when I saw the way you were staring at her!"

…

In the Qianxin Hall, Subhuti sat on the futon, holding his knees with his hands, looking at Ling Yunzi who was kneeling opposite, with an indifferent expression.

Ling Yunzi pinched his trouser legs gently with both hands, lowered his head and pursed his lips, with the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Bang——!" Subhuti slapped his palm on the floor and shouted, "You are really becoming more and more lawless!"

"Shhhh!" Ling Yunzi quickly raised his head with a begging expression on his face, pointed to the door and said: "Master, don't. My apprentice is still outside. If she hears this, where do you want me to put my face as a master? ?”

Subhuti's tone rose a few degrees. He grabbed the bamboo slip at hand and threw it towards Ling Yunzi, shouting: "You still know that you are a master? Say! Who else do you dare not accept as a disciple?" ?ha?"

Dodging the incoming bamboo slips, Ling Yunzi quickly pinched them with both hands. Dots of crystals were scattered throughout the hall, and then disappeared.

This is sound insulation, which isolates the hall from outside sounds.

After casting the spell, Ling Yunzi knelt down obediently and lowered his head.

Seeing his appearance, Subhuti was really angry and funny, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After a while, he sighed helplessly: "Last time you accepted a snake spirit wanted by Heaven as your disciple, which made the Queen Mother's special envoy come to me every day. And the last time..."

"Master, didn't you say that there is no discrimination without distinction?" Ling Yunzi raised his head slightly and asked softly.

"Do you know why he is wanted? When you accept a disciple, you don't even ask about his past?"

"Bang——" Subhuti was furious and slapped the floor again.

Now Ling Yunzi didn't dare to raise his head at all.

After all these years, although Subhuti has not yet reached the path of heaven, there are very few things that can make him angry. It was only when facing the eighth disciple Ling Yunzi who never played his cards according to the rules that he would always get angry and inevitably reprimand him.

Just because someone who is good at calculating meets someone who is good at calculating, the calculation will no longer be clear.

But this time, Taishang Laojun temporarily came out of seclusion, and the heaven besieged Yang Jian. Everything has been derailed. What Subhuti didn't expect was that his eighth disciple took Yang Jian's sister as his disciple and brought him back while watching the fun.

"The snake spirit...well, don't mention the snake spirit, don't mention it. What about this time? You took Yang Jian's sister back. You don't even think about it, who is Yang Jian? Do you dislike my three-star cave with the setting moon? It’s too comfortable, isn’t it?”

Ling Yunzi lowered his head.

"Do you know why Yang Jian defeated the Heavenly Court this time? He defeated the Heavenly Court, but he accepted the recruitment and dismissed everyone. Do you know why? What is Yang Chan's character? Have you ever calculated it? Among the disciples, he is the only one with the skill of divination. You are the best, but have you ever calculated it on your fingers? Have you learned all this in vain?"

He raised his hand in anger and threw away the paperweight in his hand.