The Monkey King

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

  He and the wind chimes can almost be described as being isolated from the world, and few people come to the door on weekdays.

   Even a few Taoist disciples in the kitchen next door were afraid of having an affair with the monkeys, and they would be ostracized by the disciples and brothers in the spectacle and never came to the door.

   No one has ever knocked on this door except for wind chimes.

   opened the door suspiciously, and a young face came into view.

  The visitor is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Daoist disciple, with a handsome face, a purple jade hairpin on his head, wearing a purple gold-trimmed white crane robe, and a pair of purple treading shoes on his feet.

   looks nothing but a thin and frail teenager, but the clothes alone have made the monkey refreshed.

  In this Taoist temple, I have never seen such luxurious clothes.

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

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

   Just as the monkey was uncertain about the identity of the other party, the wind chimes behind him screamed: "Uncle Lingyun!"

   Eighth Senior Brother Ling Yunzi?

  Monkey suddenly realized, Yuechao once said that Ling Yunzi still looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy!

   "Meet Senior Brother Lingyun!" The monkey hurriedly bowed and saluted respectfully.

   "Meet Uncle Lingyun!" The wind chimes also rushed to the door to salute.

   "No, no." Ling Yunzi stared at the wind chimes and said with a smile: "Little girl, you know that I don't care about this."

   "Why did Uncle Lingyun suddenly come back?" Fengling raised her head and asked.

"I'll be back when the battle is over." Ling Yunzi shrugged his sleeves carelessly, lifted his feet and dragged his skirt over the door frame: "Junior Brother Wukong, you have tea in this room, so don't pour me a cup. I don't care about etiquette, but I love this tea."

  The wind chimes hurried to the table, picked up the teapot and poured it: "Is there any tea, only water, do you want it? Uncle Lingyun."

   Although the mouth is a mouthful of uncle, but there is no restraint. Thinking of this, Ling Yunzi is also an approachable person.

   "Only water? Water is fine! I'm so thirsty." Ling Yunzi stretched out his hand to pick up the cup.

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

   Wearing a long white gauze dress that undulates slightly with the wind, the thick long hair as black as ink is coiled in a fancy style on the head, and poured down again, lining this strand of white mink velvet.

   That figure is like a fairy who descended to earth.

   Taking a closer look, the face without makeup is exquisite and picturesque, which is exciting. But there was a thick sadness between his brows.

  What is immortal energy, the monkey really saw it today.

  It turns out that people can be as beautiful as they come out of a painting.

   "Who is this?" he couldn't help thinking.

Ling Yunzi raised his head and drank the water in the clay cup. When he looked back, he saw the monkey standing by the door and the woman standing outside the door who didn't come in. He said, "Introduce you, this is my new apprentice. , Yang Chan."

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

   Yang Chan? Yang Jian's sister? Three Virgins? What is she doing here?

   No, Ling Yunzi said it was his new apprentice, isn't her master Yu Ding Zhenren? Which one is this singing?

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

   But Yang Chan seemed to be absent-minded, as if he didn't listen to Ling Yunzi's words, ignored the monkey and the wind chimes, just stood outside the door and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was looking at.

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

Seeing that the monkey's expression was a little weird, the wind chimes turned to stare at Yang Chan, put down the teapot and walked over to say hello, but was pulled back by Ling Yunzi, the hand hidden in the sleeve shook quietly, indicating that the wind chime is not needed take care of her.

   "What's going on here?" Monkey's doubts became heavier.

   "Sit, sit." Ling Yunzi's expression changed, and he returned to the grinning look just now, and sat down on the couch first. From the way he greeted the two, it seemed like he was the one who lived here.

   "That, Junior Brother Wukong. First meeting... What kind of greeting do you want?"

   "Meeting ceremony?" The monkey was startled.

   Qing Yunzi is a senior brother, and Ling Yunzi is also a senior brother. This senior brother and senior brother are too different, right?

   Before the monkey could speak, he heard an apprentice hurriedly running outside the door. The apprentice was obviously stunned when he saw Yang Chan, and almost stumbled and fell into a dog to eat shit.

   After calming down, he walked into the monkey's cabin, bowed his head and cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Lingyun, Master, please."

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

  Ling Yunzi suddenly smiled awkwardly, turned his head to look at the monkey and the wind chimes, and said to the Taoist disciple: "You, go back to the master first, just say, wait a moment, I'll be there in a moment."

   "Master means, please come over immediately!"

  Ling Yunzi understood the situation as soon as he heard this, the smile on his face disappeared immediately and replaced with a sad look, his hands were tucked into his sleeves and his arms were folded, and his eyes were gurgling as if he was thinking about something.

   After a while, he muttered, "I'm going to be disciplined again, hey. Junior Brother Wukong, I'll come back to you again."

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

   Seeing the three of them walking away, the monkey turned to the wind chimes and whispered, "This Senior Brother Lingyun is really special."

Fengling curled his lips and said, "Uncle Lingyun was originally a little novice in a Buddhist temple. I don't know what happened. One day, he suddenly returned to the custom and said that he was going to go home and marry the host. He was so angry that he was half dead. Instead of going home, I came here to seek Taoism. It is said that it is because there are too many rules for cultivating Buddhism, but it is still comfortable to practice Taoism.”

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

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

   "Then Yang Chan, if there is no accident, it should be Yang Jian's younger sister. Isn't her master Yu Ding Zhenren? Why did you worship in our Xieyue Samsung Cave again?"

  The wind chimes pouted and squinted at the monkey, and said angrily: "I only know that men are lustful, but I don't know that male monkeys are also women's lust! Just saw you staring at her and I knew it was wrong!"

  …

   Concentrating on the temple, Subhuti sat on the futon with his hands on his knees, staring at Ling Yunzi, who was kneeling opposite him, with a cold expression on his face.

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

   "Boom!" He heard Subhuti hit the floor with his palm and shouted, "You, you are really becoming more and more lawless!"

"Shhhh!" Ling Yunzi hurriedly raised his head with a begging expression, pointed to the door and said, "Master, don't. My apprentice is still outside, if she hears you let me put my face as a master. ?"

Instead, Subhuti's voice rose a few degrees, grabbed the bamboo slip at hand and threw it towards Ling Yunzi, shouting, "You still know that you are a master? Say it! Who else would you dare to accept as an apprentice? ?what?"

   flashed past the incoming bamboo slips, Ling Yunzi hurriedly pinched with both hands, and the little crystals scattered all over the hall before disappearing again.

   This is a sound insulation technique, which isolates the hall from the outside world.

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

  Subhuti was so angry and funny when he saw his appearance, he didn't know what to say for a while.

   After a while, he sighed helplessly: "Last time you took the snake spirit wanted by Heaven as your apprentice, which provoked the Queen Mother's special envoy to rub against me every three days. And the last time..."

   "Master, didn't you say there is no class?" Ling Yunzi raised his head slightly and asked softly.

   "Do you know why he is wanted? You don't even ask about the past when you accept an apprentice?"

   "Boom-" Subhuti was out of breath, and slapped the floor again.

   Now Ling Yunzi didn't dare to look up at all.

   After so many years, although Subhuti has not yet cultivated the way of heaven, there are very few things that can make him angry. It was only when he met Ling Yunzi, the eighth apprentice who never played cards according to the rules of the cards, that he was always angry and scolded him.

   Just because a good calculator meets a good calculator, then the calculation will never be calculated again.

   And this time, Taishang Laojun left the customs temporarily, Heavenly Court besieged Yang Jian, and everything had been derailed. What Subhuti didn't expect was that his eighth apprentice took Yang Jian's younger sister as an apprentice and brought it back when he went to see a lively event.

"That snake spirit... well, it's okay not to mention the snake spirit. What about this time? You took back Yang Jian's sister. You don't even think about it, who is Yang Jian? Are you at ease?"

  Ling Yunzi buried his head even lower.

"This time Yang Jian defeated Heavenly Court, do you know why? He defeated Heavenly Court, but he accepted the reassurance and dismissed everyone. Do you know why? What is this Yang Chan's temperament, have you ever calculated? Among the disciples, the technique of divination is the only one You are the best, but have you ever tried to figure it out? Have you learned everything in vain?"

   raised his hand in a rage, and the paperweight in his hand was thrown away.