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Finally, Bodhisattva Guanyin went out for something.

Sun Wukong transformed into his original monkey form, nestled on Nezha's lap, looking very happy: "Oh, brother Nezha is still the best, occasionally I can relax on your lap like this."

Then, he revealed a hint of Versailles in his words, complaining: "After all, it's really tiring for me, Old Sun, to live to this day."

"Because my monkey image is so conspicuous, fans have been chasing me for more than a thousand years. Now I feel a little tired of it. The endless autographing and photo taking is really tiring."

"Ah, being a superstar among monkeys is so troublesome. Now when I go out, I can only feel a little more relaxed if I transform into a human and get recognized less often."

Ao Ming and the others looked at the increasing number of reporters and paparazzi outside the door of Guanyin Bodhisattva, with their camera flashes flashing non-stop, and said speechlessly: "You don't need to say more, we can actually feel it."

"They all followed us here."

Ao Ming asked curiously, "Brother Monkey, what have you been doing for more than a thousand years since you went to the West to obtain the scriptures?"

Sun Wukong thought for a moment, spread his hands and said, "I didn't do much, just ate, drank and had fun. After all, the Journey to the West is over. Although I am the Fighting Buddha, I am actually just a sinecure, and I get paid for nothing."

"Is it so good?"

Sun Wukong talked to Ao Ming: "Simply put, Lingshan needs my fame to promote Buddhism, and then we will share the incense fifty-fifty."

"To put it bluntly, I am just a sign erected by Lingshan Mountain. In a sense, I am conducive to the friendly coexistence of the three realms of life. In particular, I have played a significant role in improving the relationship between the demon creatures and the gods and Buddhas."

After Ao Ming and Sun Wukong became familiar with each other, he actually found that Sun Wukong was quite easy to talk to, except that he had some bad habits like monkeys, such as he often liked to "steal things".

He stole peaches and elixirs, and he has not been able to change since then.

"So, Brother Monkey, did you really eat so many elixirs and peaches?"

"How can it be!"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "Do you think I have an iron stomach? I can't eat even if I am starved to death. I couldn't figure it out at the beginning, but after five hundred years under the Five Elements Mountain, I have gotten used to it."

"So everyone thinks I'm the Great Sage who settles accounts. I settled the bad debts of the underworld, and I also settled the performance that Laojun dared not match. I ate a lot of peaches from the Queen Mother, and I also gave a lot to the children under my command."

"But it's definitely not as much as what the Queen Mother said. That old woman is not a good person either." Sun Wukong complained.

"Nezha should actually know this."

Sun Wukong just shrugged his shoulders and nodded at Nezha.

Nezha said expressionlessly: "That's true, but from what I know, you've also secretly kept a lot of it, right?"

"Alas, alas, I, Old Sun, only have so much in stock. It has been more than a thousand years and is almost gone. If you want to eat more, go find the Queen Mother."

Nezha shook his head and said, "Come on, now the Heavenly Court has been trying to increase revenue and cut expenditure. It may take hundreds of years before we can hold another Peach Festival."

"Unlike you, who does it once and becomes rich forever."

In fact, when it comes to real wealth, even though he is a "habitual thief", Sun Wukong is definitely not that poor, because he has the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

It owns the land of Huaguoshan, a 5A-level tourist attraction, and has countless local specialties: the Nth generation improved peach variety, monkey wine, Monkey King peripherals, etc.

Although Yang Jian was a figure in the Conferred Gods period, in terms of wealth, he might not be able to compare with Monkey King.

What does Erlang Shen have?

It's nothing more than the Zhenjun Temple in Guanjiangkou, but don't forget that he has 1,200 grass-headed gods under his command, and these 1,200 grass-headed gods are all Yang Jian's private soldiers, the kind that the Heavenly Court does not pay much salary to.

In addition, Yang Jian only obeyed orders and not announcements, so it is no wonder that the Jade Emperor only gave Yang Jian some more rare treasures and Yang Jian agreed to go to Huaguo Mountain to fight with Sun Wukong.

[Note: From a certain version of Journey to the West animation.] It’s really too expensive, and my wallet can’t afford it.

As for Yang Jian, Sun Wukong's evaluation is: "Yang Jian, this three-eyed monster, always picks on me for no reason. I don't understand how petty he is. He always brings up things that happened hundreds of years ago. He is not generous at all."

Of course, Ao Ming had also heard Yang Jian complain about Sun Wukong before: "Do you really think I can't beat him when I get angry? He's so petty that he scolds monkeys whenever he sees one!"

"Sun Wukong, this ugly and smelly monkey, comes here to bother me for no reason. Does he think I am as free as he is?"

"Today it turned into a cat, tomorrow it turned into a dog, squatting at the entrance of my Zhenjun Temple. When I was sucking its fur, it suddenly turned back. I have a psychological trauma now!"

Their good friend Nezha described their relationship as follows: "They are like high school girls pulling each other's hair."

A very apt description.

"Brother Monkey, I actually have another question. That is, when the Seven Fairies were frozen, did you really not do anything?" Ao Ming asked with a playful look on his face.

"Ahem, this question..."

Seeing Ao Ming and Nezha looking forward to it, Sun Wukong cleared his throat and said seriously, "It's not suitable for you two little kids to listen to."

I'm sorry, so, did you do it or not?

Seeing that Sun Wukong was determined not to say anything, Ao Ming really had no choice. It was not that he did not want to provide benefits to all book friends. It was just that Sun Wukong refused to say anything, so who could he blame?
When Nezha and Sun Wukong met, they naturally had to have a good time together. With the addition of Ao Ming, the three of them accidentally got drunk.

Of course, minors are prohibited from drinking alcohol. The three of them drank coffee, specially processed coffee.

In the morning, Sun Wukong stood up unsteadily, touched his head and said, "Ah, I accidentally drank too much coffee last night, and I feel so uncomfortable."

Nezha: "Drunk on coffee? I have a little too."

Ao Ming suggested, "Let's make some porridge to help with the coffee. Didn't you drink a lot at the Peach Banquet?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "I didn't expect the Master's coffee to be so strong. After I finished a cup, I became confused and couldn't even remember what I was doing.

"When I woke up this morning, I found that my clothes and cell phone were all gone. It seems that coffee is really not for me. But I always feel like I lost something... What is it?"

Just as the three of them were drinking hot porridge and watching the morning news, news came on TV.

[A mysterious metal rod was found in the Great Rift Valley of East Africa. A piece of clothing and a mobile phone were placed in the middle of the metal rod. It seems to be performance art. Please see the follow-up report...]

Ao Ming suddenly realized, "It's the golden hoop stick. How could you, Monkey Brother, run so far after being drunk on coffee?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "I don't know, I was a little drunk."

However, what made Ao Ming happy was that last night, while Sun Wukong and he were both drunk on coffee, he plucked out a few hairs from Sun Wukong's body and also drew some blood.

It has to be said that Sun Wukong's indestructible body is not exaggerated. Ao Ming tried many methods before he inserted the needle.

I'm really curious, if one day, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong needed surgery, would they suffer in pain and be half-dead, or would they go find a magical weapon?
Now Ao Ming has gathered the blood essences of the three anti-heavenly gods of war: Yang Jian, Nezha and Sun Wukong.

There are three traitors in heaven: Sun Wukong rebels openly, Yang Jian rebels secretly, and Nezha is ready to rebel at any time.

If it is handed over to me, with the help of the power of the origin of heaven in the small primitive world, I should be able to give birth to three anti-heaven war gods.

It would be nice to be a pioneer in future battles with other Heavenly Daos.

After Nezha and Sun Wukong left, Ao Ming looked at the three drops of crystal clear blood in his hand, one golden, one silver, and Nezha's... lotus root juice. But after returning to its origin, it also appeared as red fire flowing liquid.

Things are about to get interesting!
(End of this chapter)