But it is said that Sun Xingzhe took a bowl of rice from a house in Nanzhuang and returned to the old road by clouds. He reached the level of the hillside and pressed the clouds. Tang Monk had long since disappeared. He didn't know where he was going. The circle drawn by the stick was still there. No one or horse could be seen. Looking back, there was no trace of the tower. All they saw were strange rocks at the base of the mountain. The traveler thought to himself: "Needless to say! They must have met with that poisonous hand! Monk Tang and Monk, if you don't believe in me, grandson, you will suffer a lot." After sneering a few times, the Great Sage looked for him. , "Sure enough" I found a human voice that shouldn't exist in the wilderness. An old man covered his head with a warm hat and felt clothes. He was wearing a pair of old and new oil boots. He was holding a walking stick with a faucet, followed by a man. The young boy servant broke a branch of wintersweet and chanted a song in front of the slope. To say that all people in heaven are as stupid as if they were smart, how could there be such leisure in a place full of monsters and ghosts that mortals would dare to come? Even a fool would know that they are Immortal transformation. "Alas, the dignified demon king has no choice but to cooperate with these corpses in heaven. How sad!" Pretending to be ignorant, Wukong stepped forward and asked the old man about the whereabouts of Tang Monk and the three of them. The old man told him that several words revealed the true nature of the mountain god's land. The traveler didn't bother to fight with them, so he somersaulted towards Jindou Cave.

Turning around the cliff, I saw two stone gates on the edge of the rocky phosphorus emerald cliff. Outside the gate, there were many little demons dancing with guns and swords. What they really looked like was: misty clouds and moss piled green. The strange rocks were arranged in a rugged and winding way. The road lingers. The ape screams and the bird sings. The scenery is beautiful, the flying phoenix dances like a fluffy cloud. The plum blossoms are blooming on several trees toward the sun, warming thousands of bamboo poles. Under the steep cliff, in the deep stream, under the steep cliff, there are snowdrifts in the deep stream, in the water. It is frozen. Two forests of pines and cypresses show a few clusters as red as camellias for thousands of years. The little demons are in a playful spirit, posing and twisting their bodies, as if to please someone. Beside the stone door, a vixen and a crow are sitting boredly. On the ground, watching the little demons fighting, his face was full of boredom.

"Girl, you are really idle. Why are you encouraging them to dance? What can these country monsters dance?" Birdman said disdainfully, "Look at those three, the shark spirit, the horse monster, and the te (te) monster. My hair is long and greasy, I don’t wear good jeans, I have to patch them up, I dance like crazy, what the hell!”

"Stupid crow, what do you know? This is called 'aristocratic' culture, and it's all in the suburbs of Linglong City." Swing said, "Of course big monsters like you look down on them, but they also have their own 'aristocratic dignity'."

"Nobles. What?" Birdman was puzzled.

"The so-called appreciating both the refined and the popular, since there is spring and snow, there are also lower-level people, so existence has its meaning. You crow, I will educate you today." Qiuqian said, "I remember that there were many such classmates when I was in Fuxi No. 1 Middle School. Many of them were They came from remote areas, often dressed in strange clothes and behaved strangely. I looked down on them at the time, but Principal Luo Shen said, "In life, you must be tolerant. Even from the perspective of your own cultivation, you should not say bad words to these classmates." There are different levels of entertainment, different levels, and different hobbies, but there is no distinction between high and low happiness. As long as it does not affect outsiders, it is okay. The most important thing is that they are helpless. These students are not from high backgrounds and all have the idea of ​​​​working hard, but the general trend of the Three Realms , there is no connection between up and down. They come to the Great Fairy Circle from their birthplace either because of dreams or because of survival. They often have unwillingness, jealousy and impulsiveness in their hearts. They hope to integrate into the big city, but they don’t know where to start, and because of their living habits and They have low self-esteem, fear of the embrace of the city, contradictions, and hesitation. The so-called nobility can be regarded as their longing in their hearts, and it is also the despair shown to them by reality. Living in this powerlessness for a long time will gradually produce some unusual weirdness. When many people in the same situation find each other, they will naturally hug each other for warmth and find comfort in the cold world. A strong but fragile friendship will naturally form a special culture. This seemingly absurd behavior is not only a sign of society The accusation is also a harsh criticism of oneself, using "nobility" to cover up one's own insignificance and cowardice, and using self-hypnosis to counter the unbalanced development of the three realms. Weirdness is only the appearance, and the forced closure is the cause and effect. They are ridiculous, but even more pitiful. This can be seen as It is a kind of stubbornness, a kind of self-esteem, and a kind of foolishness that only young people have. But ask yourself, isn't this a kind of different kind of courage, a kind of courage that not everyone has. People from the lower circles will always be incompatible when they move up. It's just a smile at a hundred steps. Maybe they are narcissistic and rustic, but they never want to blend in with you and me. It's just that they are different from us. Their fate is unfair.' I think what Principal Luo Shen said is right. Yes, I think...Hey! Crow, why are you asleep! You are so angry with me! This girl finally taught you this lesson, get up, get up, get up!"

The great sage in the distance smiled and shouted: "That little crow demon, go in quickly and tell your cave master that I am the disciple of the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, Monkey King, the great sage Qitian. Quickly teach him to send my master out so that you don't have to wait." Lose your life!"

"Wow, it's finally here." The birdman who was pretending to be asleep jumped up and walked dejectedly into the cave, saying in shock, "The little fox's reasoning is really scary, endless. I guess she doesn't even know what she said. What is it?" He came to the green cow with a black head and said, "Master Niu, the monkey is here."

"Oh, it's finally here." Qingniu nodded, "We were in seclusion at that time, so we couldn't meet each other. I've heard for a long time that that guy has great supernatural powers, and now we meet unexpectedly. It's an opportunity to fight him!" That's what he ordered: " Boys! Take out your weapons." He opened the door and shouted, "Which one is Sun Wukong?"

"Your grandpa is here! Return my master as soon as possible without any harm! If you don't say anything, I will teach you to die without a burial place!" the great sage who never admits defeat replied.

Qingniu shouted: "I'll punish you for being such a bold monkey! What kind of tricks do you have to dare to say such a big thing!

After a few words of scolding, the two big demons started to fight. This is a good fight! Look at that: the golden cudgel is raised with a long spear to greet it. The golden cudgel is raised to brighten the golden snake like an electric snake; the long spear is greeted by the bright light. Like a dragon leaving the Black Sea. In front of the door, the little demons beat drums and lined up to cheer up; here, the great sage is performing martial arts and showing off his skills. He is full of energy with his spear; I am strong in martial arts with my stick. It is the meeting of heroes. As expected, the heroic man has just met his opponent. The demon king spits out a purple disc of smoke, and the great holy eye shines with brilliance and embroidered clouds. It is just because the Great Tang Monk is in trouble and the two families are fighting for no reason. His two war scriptures cannot be reconciled at thirty. The winner was decided. When the Demon King saw that Sun Wukong's stick skills were in perfect order and without any flaws, he was so happy that he cheered repeatedly: "What a monkey! What a monkey! You are really capable of making trouble with the Heavenly Official!" This great sage also He loved his shooting skills and was very capable of blocking right and left. He also shouted: "What a monster! What a monster! He is indeed a devil!"

After a fight, the swing was filled with excitement, and he shouted casually: "Brothers, come together and kill Sun Wukong!"

The little demons were holding knives, sticks, swords, and guns, and surrounded Sun Dasheng in the middle. The traveler was not afraid and just shouted: "Well come! Well come! Just what I want!" He used a golden hoop to meet the east and the back. Trying to get rid of the group of monsters in the west, there was no hope of retreating. The traveler could not help but throw the golden cudgel away impatiently and shouted "Change!" It turned into thousands of iron rods, like flying snakes and pythons, and the sky was full of chaos. Falling down. Seeing this, the group of goblins flew away one by one, holding their heads and shrinking their necks, and ran for their lives in the cave. The old devil sneered and said: "Don't be rude, monkey! It depends on the method!" He quickly took out a bright light from his sleeve. The scorching white circle came and he looked up into the sky and shouted, "Hurry!" He pulled the golden cudgel into a loop and threw it away, causing Sun Dasheng to do somersaults with his bare hands to escape for his life.

The green bull won the victory and returned to the cave. But when he passed by the crows, he glared at them, and was annoyed when he was disturbed in a duel. The swing lowered its head, stuck out its tongue, and did not dare to speak. The birdman said: "You idiot Fox, what are you yelling about, you will be killed sooner or later."
Chapter completed!