The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"The monster... the monster killed someone!"

On the border of a large city in Nanfangbuzhou, the coachman who was driving the carriage shouted hastily, pulled the horse and turned around and ran away.

In front, a short-haired ape was standing among the corpses all over the ground, holding an officer and soldier in armor in his hand; the monkey's mouth was opened, and a pair of fangs exuded a fierce aura.

The officer and soldier fainted from fright, and fell limply in the hands of the ape, dripping with feces and urine.

Panting heavily, the monkey threw the officer and soldier directly to the ground, stomped on it hard, then covered his injured arm, walked to an overturned bamboo basket, picked up the blood-stained fruits beside the crushed bamboo basket, and gnawed them lightly.

In the distance, there was the sound of rumbling horseshoes, and the monkey also learned the power of these hairless monkeys. Holding the remaining fruit in its arms, it rushed towards the forest beside it.

The fairy official on the cloud didn't speak, and the old monk didn't say a word, but Yang Jian who was hiding in the cloud was lost in thought.

A while ago, the monkey passed by a farm and helped an old man carry firewood halfway. The old man saw that he was thin and small, so he put some fruits in a bamboo basket for the monkey.

After the monkey bowed to thank him, he happily walked on the main road, and soon met this group of officers and soldiers who did not know where they came from.

At this time, Nanzhou is in turmoil, the dynasties in the secular world are changing and turbulent, and soldiers and bandits are not distinguished at all.

This monkey came from the relatively stable east, and didn't know that the environment he was in had changed. Even if he knew, he didn't understand why these monkey groups of hairless monkeys wanted to kill each other.

These officers and soldiers surrounded the monkeys and poked them with spears one by one for fun.

The monkey thought it was the hairless monkeys playing with it, just like listening to books in a teahouse, so it laughed and played with them for a while.

Unexpectedly, the officers and soldiers just made fun of him.

Most of the monkeys can understand swearing, and all the monkeys in Huaguoshan have become proficient. They swear dirty words on weekdays, but he is not in his own territory, so he can bear it.

He kept poking with the spear, like teasing a wild monkey, and the monkey endured it. It was the same when he was teasing the little monkeys in the mountains. Whoever had the biggest fist was the boss. The short-haired monkeys in front of him were obviously 'bigger' than him.

However, I forcibly broke the monkey fruit out of my arms, took a bite and threw it on the ground, and stepped on it hard...

You are really a soft persimmon when you are a monkey master?

The stone monkey was enraged immediately, rushed forward and killed an officer, and then slaughtered most of the officers and soldiers, only half of them fled in a hurry.

Although the stone monkey was bound by heaven and earth to seal its innate mana at this time, it had no supernatural powers, but it was infinitely powerful, agile, and even more animalistic and ferocious.

Monkey killed this one, leaning on the forest to avoid the pursuers, hid in a dilapidated mountain temple that night, gnawed on the few fruits he had snatched back, and began to think about what world he was in for the first time.

This is different from the mountains.

Hairless monkeys all use weapons, and it still hurts to cut them on their bodies.

It seems that the outside world is very complicated, not the same as in the mountains.

The night rain pattered against the blue tiles of the mountain temple, and the monkey leaned against the broken Sanqing statue, sleeping like that all night in a daze.

In the sky, Yang Jian, who was hiding, thought for a while, and quietly retreated.

Yang Jian secretly sent a message to the six friends in Meishan, and then waited a hundred miles away. With the monkey's leg strength, if it walked over the mountains and rivers, it would be able to cover the range of a hundred miles in about half a day.

Yang Jian changed again from his old Taoist appearance and turned into a white-faced and beardless Taoist priest, holding a banner with the words "Yin and Yang count the world, and the universe is in the chest", and found a bell, and set up a stall in a small town.

Perhaps because of his extraordinary bearing, mortals in twos and threes soon gathered in front of the booth.

There are young women who come to inquire about their future marriage, and some young daughter-in-laws who want to ask how to help their husbands change their fortunes. Basically, most of the people who come to ask for divination are women.

Yang Jian replied with a smile. After practicing Taoism for so many years, he has accumulated a little bit of ability to read people, and if he said a few words that make people think more, it is not too difficult to deal with.

He guessed that monkeys like to be lively, and they will definitely come to the town to play after a good night's rest.

Sure enough, at noon, there was some commotion at the entrance of the town, several people shouted 'There is a monkey spirit', and most of the people on the street ran away in fright.

The tragedy that happened yesterday has obviously spread here.

The monkey scratched its head a little strangely, not knowing what was going on. It was wearing a loose long gown, with its hands behind its back, walking around in figure eight steps.

"Brother, divination?"

A laugh came from the corner of the street, the monkey blinked, and turned to look at Yang Jian, who was wearing a Taoist robe and changed his appearance.

The monkey's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted, "Are you a fairy?"

"Immortal?" Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, playing with the hexagram plate in front of him, "I'm not, but I do know a few immortals."

After hearing this, the monkey regained his spirits, approached the booth in two steps, made a long bow to Yang Jian, and then got up, not knowing what to say, scratching his head for a while.

"Brother, let's take a look."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk... What do you do to look at the picture?"

The monkey stretched its neck and asked in bewilderment.

Yang Jian chuckled, calculated with his fingers decently, and said, "If I'm right, you are not a human, but a monkey. You come from the east, and there are many monkeys in your hometown, right?"

The monkey's eyes were suddenly bright, and he jumped on the bench in front of the booth and sat down, shouting: "Say more, talk more, what else do you see?"

Yang Jian continued to pinch his fingers to calculate, and the old god was present at the speaker: "Six ways are not biased, it is better to be reincarnated. You are not only a monkey, but also a monkey born with nature, jumping out of a rock."

"That's right!" Monkey nodded again and again, and then stared at Yang Jian again when he came back to his senses, "You Taoist priest, don't lie to me! Why do you know so many things about me just by looking at it? You still say you are not a fairy?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "What do you think an immortal is?"

"Immortal..." Monkey couldn't answer.

Yang Jian said seriously: "Then why did you go out of the mountain?"

"In fact, I walked so far west from the mountain, just to find a fairy to learn the art of immortality."

The art of immortality...

Yang Jian nodded slowly, picked up a folding fan, and played with it casually in his hand, "All living beings have birth, old age, sickness and death, and they are all afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death, so they all want to find ways to enjoy longevity, but they don't know that the road to longevity is full of difficulties and disasters..."

"I will eat any kind of suffering, as long as I can not die, as long as my monkeys and grandchildren will not die, I will eat any kind of suffering and disease!"

The monkey patted his chest and shouted earnestly, then clasped his fists at Yang Jian again and again, "Just ask the immortal to teach me how to use immortality!"

"I've said it all, I can't teach you, I stopped you, just to show you a clear way."

Yang Jian smiled and threw away the folding fan, "Are you listening or not?"

"Listen, of course." The monkey is not stupid, and is much smarter than ordinary people. He quickly recovered from his disappointment and looked at Yang Jian seriously.

Yang Jian also wanted to test the monkey's mind, and took the initiative to move forward, and said with a smile: "Originally, when I meet you, a spiritual creature born in this world, I will give you a hint, and I will have merit. But there are rules in my business, so I can't open this mouth easily. If you leave some gold and silver, I will point you to this fairy road, how about it?"

The monkey was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted. It took a long time to dig in his arms, and smiled awkwardly.

He is a monkey king, where is he going to deal with the world's gold and silver?

"I wear this outfit all over..."

"It stinks and is worth nothing."

"this……"

The monkey scratched its head again, jumped up from its seat and walked back and forth.

Yang Jian carefully observed the monkey's reaction at this time. In fact, even if the monkey could take out gold and silver, he would make things difficult for the monkey.

The monkey started to get a little impatient, but it was just impatient and didn't show any fierceness towards Yang Jian.

Obviously, Yang Jian was quite satisfied with the monkey's performance.

Born in the mountains, it is normal and a good thing to have animal nature; if you can not "hold on to the strong and face the weak", and rely on your own fierceness to overwhelm ordinary people, this may be the uniqueness of the monkey's heart of stone bred by heaven and earth.

In fact, to distinguish inborn beings from demons and ghosts, you can also tell the difference by looking at their psyche.

Not long after, the monkey drooped its head and groped in its bosom for a while before carefully taking out a shriveled package.

Open the package, there is another layer of animal skin inside, and the animal skin is opened inside, and there are a few leaves.

Inside the leaves of the tree, there are a few pieces of broken jade, barely made into the shape of a jade bracelet.

"I only have this, and it was thrown down by a fairy who lost a bet when he was flying over the mountain."

The monkey looked at Yang Jian eagerly, "Dare to ask, how can I find a fairy who can teach me the art of immortality?"

"To the southwest..."

Yang Jian paused and frowned slightly.

It wasn't because of the clouds above, the old monks wanted to make a move, but were directly stopped by the six friends of Meishan;

But on the jade bracelet, there was obviously a ray of Yang Jian's familiar aura.

Zixia's breath...

What's happening here?

When he was not in Honghuang, did Zixia go to Huaguo Mountain? The six friends of Meishan did not report this matter either.

This is still really bullying him. A physical practitioner can't figure it out. If the monkey didn't take it out on his own initiative, he wouldn't even know what happened!

"Southwest? May the Taoist make it clearer?"

"Walk 163,000 miles southwest from here, and find a square-inch mountain called Lingtai, where there will be immortals who can teach you longevity."

"Okay! Thank you!"

The monkey made a bow, and then suddenly grabbed the broken jade bracelet on the table.

Yang Jian laughed softly, bulging his sleeves, and pushed the monkey to the ground, rolling a few times in a mess.

As soon as Monkey got up, he saw that the fortune-telling stalls on the corner of the street were empty and there were no people there, so he looked around in confusion.

"I really met a fairy... Ah, it's a pity that my bracelet, I thought it was an object of a fairy, and it can be used as a teacher's gift..."

On the cloud, Yang Jian's mouth twitched when he heard the monkey's murmur.

Looking at the broken jade bracelet floating in his hand, he stuffed the jade bracelet directly into his cuff, and transformed into the appearance of the Bodhi Patriarch that he had set before, and took the wind to go southwest.

How could the jade cabbage that my brother raised so hard be overwhelmed by a monkey like you.

This evil fate must be broken.