Myth: The Emperor of Heaven is not at work today

Chapter 694 Extra Chapter: Rama's Journey to the West: Wild Boar Naraka, Rama in Women's Clothing!

Tatata!
A white horse stumbles into the sky.

The swift hooves trod on the wind, on the clouds, on the rain, traversing countless yojanas, and flew to the distant sky.

hiss! ! !
The sound of horses neighing echoed, resounding through the sky.

Rama walked barefoot, his footsteps crunching on the scorching sand, leaving a trail of footprints. Suddenly, he stopped and listened intently behind him.

"Ok?"

"I heard a horse neigh; it must be a fine horse!"

Rama's Path.

Hanuman, carrying the vajra, turned his head.

The next moment, they saw a snow-white steed galloping towards them. This steed was pure white, like a child of the snow mountain. Its pure white mane shimmered in the sunlight. Its four hooves left almost no hoofprints on the ground.

Just one glance is enough to tell that this is definitely a fine horse!
But Rama saw a different scene.

"younger brother?"

Rama stared at the white horse, and vaguely saw a tall and handsome figure behind it—his younger brother, Lakshmana.

"Roshmana, why have you become like this? Have you been cursed?"

Rama said with concern.

hiss!
Roshmana tilted his head back and let out a long howl, his mane flying.

"Did you pray voluntarily?"

"You want to be with me!"

Rama's Path.

hiss!
The white horse happily shook its head.

Rama gave a bitter smile, unsure of what to say.

Yes!

He never expected that Roshmana would wish to become a white horse, and at this moment he was at a loss for words.

"In that case, let's go together!"

Rama smiled with emotion.

He mounted his white horse and rode forward.

Hanuman stood beside him, holding his pestle, and followed behind, moved by the brotherly affection of the Lord.

What lies ahead?

Rama looked at Hanuman and asked.

Hanuman darted back and forth across the land, naturally knowing the roads and the land ahead.

"Ahead lies the Kingdom of Dongguang!"

Hanuman said.

……

Rama and his companions entered the Kingdom of Dongguang and traveled for a short while.

"what?"

"What's going on up front?"

Hanuman looked up.

In the blink of an eye, he saw people riding in oxcarts, pulling luggage, looking dejected as they headed east, heading in the opposite direction from them, making them the only ones going against the flow.

Rama frowned slightly as he witnessed this scene.

"How strange!"

"Shall we go and ask what happened?"

Rama's Path.

The next moment, the white horse galloped away.

"Old man, what happened?"

Rama asked.

His arrival startled the family. The old man driving the oxcart quickly grabbed the reins and, upon closer inspection, saw Rama's handsome face.

"Are you a member of the Naraksha Asura clan?!"

The old man exclaimed in surprise.

The old woman and the young girl on the oxcart behind him also saw Rama on the white horse at that moment.

The girl's eyes immediately lit up.

"Father!"

“Naraja’s subordinates are all ugly Asuras.”

"This great-armed hero is so handsome, he must be a prince from somewhere, not one of Asura's subordinates!"

The girl on the oxcart said.

Upon hearing this, the old man pondered for a moment and then gently shook his head.

“I am Rama of Ayodhya, and I am now on my way to the west. This is my brother Lakshmana, and this is my comrade Hanuman.”

"What exactly happened between you? Why did you all leave Dongguang Kingdom together?"

After Rama introduced himself, he asked.

Upon hearing this, the old man exclaimed in surprise.

"Rama!"

Rama! Rama! Rama!

His voice echoed, startling everyone around him, who all turned to look in his direction.

"Could you be Rama, the holy king who defeated the ten-headed demon king Ravana and rescued his wife?"

The old man exclaimed.

"The Holy King Rama?!"

"It's him! We're saved!"

"Om~ Rama!"

In an instant, everyone present dismounted, knelt, and chanted the name of Rama. "Rise!"

"What's going on here?"

Rama dismounts at the path.

The people slowly rose and then began to explain everything that had happened in Dongguang Kingdom.

“Our place was originally very peaceful, but one day, Naraja Asura came here. He occupied the Kingdom of Dongguang and became its king. He then went around forcibly marrying women. Now he has 18,000 wives in his harem, but he is not satisfied and still sends people to search for young women on earth.”

"We have no choice but to leave!"

"Please, you must save us!"

The old man explained.

“Naraka, I understand.”

Rama nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.

These Asuras are powerful and definitely not weak, but if the three of them were to forcefully attack, they might accidentally injure the 18,000 women.

This time, we'll probably need to outsmart them!
"You all stay here at the border for now, I'm going to fight Naraja."

"If I beat him, I'll let you know!"

Rama's Path.

"Excellent! A salute to Rama!"

"Om~ Rama!"

"Rama!"

A deafening roar of cheers immediately erupted from the surrounding area.

Rama and Hanuman began to communicate.

"O Lord!"

"What do we do next?"

Hanuman scratched his head and asked.

“Naraja Asura has captured so many women. If we force our way into the palace, there will definitely be some casualties. Why don’t we sneak in and defeat Naraja?”

Rama's Path.

"Huh? How do I infiltrate?"

"Hanuman asked."

Rama nodded slightly and said, "I have a way. Since this Asura keeps getting married, why don't we pretend to be part of a wedding procession?"

"Lord, but we have no bride!"

Hanuman tilted his head, even more puzzled.

"I'll dress up as the bride!"

Rama said firmly.

Before long, they borrowed a set of bridal hand gestures and a sari, as well as a carriage. Rama changed his clothes in the carriage and had just peeked out when the woman who had lent him the clothes and jewelry stared in disbelief, her eyes seemingly filled with tears.

"What a nice view!"

"She's practically a goddess of good fortune reincarnated!"

The women exclaimed in surprise.

Rama twisted his waist somewhat uncomfortably and took a couple of steps.

Everyone present was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

"Om~ Rama!"

"My Lord is indeed the most beautiful in the world!"

"Bliss!"

At that moment, Hanuman clasped his hands together and smiled.

Rama shook his head and returned to the carriage, lowering the curtain to cover it.

"Alright, take me to Naraka's palace!"

Rama's voice rang out.

Hanuman, acting as the coachman, nodded and drove the carriage toward the capital of Dongguang Kingdom.

Soon, they saw a huge palace in the distance.

The palace is nestled against a massive, snow-capped mountain, pure and pristine, overlooking the city below.

Hanuman used the power of Maya to transform into a charioteer and arrived at the city gate.

Ping!
The soldiers in front of the city gate crossed their spears, which clashed together, producing a metallic clang.

"who?"

The soldier asked.

Hanuman laughed.

His Maya is not powerful, but it is enough to deal with some ordinary people. Now, in the eyes of these people, he is just an old man.

“My daughter admires King Naraka’s bravery. Hearing that the king was getting married, she came here specifically to wish to become the queen.”

Hanuman raised his head and said.

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers at the city gate laughed.

"Our king has already married 18,000 wives, but he doesn't have a queen. How can you be so confident?"

"Yes, what does your daughter look like? I've never seen anyone as confident as your daughter. A queen? Hahahaha!"

The two soldiers laughed loudly.

Wow!

A pair of white fingers peeked out from one side of the carriage curtain, gently lifting it to reveal a beautiful face.

In an instant, everyone's eyes widened and they gasped.

"hiss!!!"

(End of this chapter)