You, a monster, still want to travel to the West?

At this point, Qing Xin said with some doubt: "Why didn't I feel that the Heavenly Court was so busy before?"

Xia Zhiming poked his head out and said happily, "I know: the feng shui in the Heavenly Palace isn't very good recently. I suggest you stay away."

He knew the reason too well for Qingxin's question - now that the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures had begun, Sun Wukong had nothing better to do than go to Heaven, and with the Bodhisattva causing trouble, not to mention now, Heaven would be extremely busy for some time to come.

"You~!"

Qingxin raised her hand and knocked on his head. After Xia Zhiming curled up and hid in her arms, she picked up the bamboo bowl on the table and started cutting.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew over the bamboo forest, and it must have been a good wind:

At first it was slightly swaying, and then it became vague and vast.

Withered flowers and broken willows are better than trimming hemp, and fallen trees and destroyed forests are like pulling out vegetables.

The rivers and seas are turbulent, and the gods and ghosts are worried; the rocks are cracked and the mountains are collapsed, making the heaven and earth strange.

Noticing this gust of evil wind, Qingxin stroked the black hair at her temples and looked up. She saw a fat-headed and big-eared black man in the wind. He was carrying a very familiar nine-foot rake on his back. He was flying straight from the village at the foot of the mountain and quickly disappeared into the back mountain.

Xia Zhiming naturally sensed the demonic aura in the girl's arms, but when he finally managed to poke his head out from the gentle embrace, he could no longer see the demonic presence. He could only ask, "Qingxin, what kind of demon is that?"

Qing Xin withdrew her gaze, picked up the glass cup from the table and took a sip of tea. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said, "The monster has transformed into a human form, so we can't see its true appearance."

"Oh, that's okay."

Xia Zhiming lost interest instantly after hearing this.

Most of the monsters that can cultivate into human bodies have restrained their wildness and are the type that are willing to reason with people - of course, when reasoning is not possible, they are still very willing to use physics.

In short: the danger is mostly not high, and there is not much fun.

After hearing what he said, Qingxin fed him two sips of tea. Seeing that it was getting late, she was not ready to sit any longer. She got up and walked into the bamboo house with the cut bamboo bowl.

Looking at the various furniture that someone had already prepared in the room, Qingxin was not surprised. She casually filled the bamboo bowl in her hand with hot water, blew on it to make it bigger into a bathtub, then took off her clothes and got into the bathtub to take a bath.

At the same time, in a cave in the same forest, a fat, black man was pacing back and forth, thinking to himself, when he saw him -

The dirty lotus pod is rolled up and the mouth is hanging down, the ears are like palm-leaf fans and the eyes are golden.

Its fangs are sharp as steel files, and its long mouth opens like a brazier.

The golden helmet is tied tightly with a cheek strap, and the silk belt around the armor makes the python shed its scales.

His arrogance bullies Tai Sui, and his high ambition overwhelms the gods.

Summary: Zhu Ganglie

Zhu Ganglie paced around the cave for a long time, wondering to himself, "Strange! Strange! Strange! Could it be that I've done too much work today and am starving? How could I see a female Bodhisattva in the mountains?"

After saying that, Zhu Ganglie felt more and more that something was wrong. After thinking for a while, he came up with a plan. He picked up the nine-foot rake on the ground and walked out of the cave. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he did not dare to control the wind and fog anymore. He searched in the mountains and forests according to the direction he remembered.

Not long after, Zhu Ganglie found the bamboo house and tiptoed outside. He put his ear against the bamboo wall but heard no sound. He then looked inside through the cracks in the bamboo and saw...

A ray of light shone through the crack in the door, and a glimpse of the underworld appeared through the crack.

In the shadows, the outlines are thin, and the evil ghosts are wandering alone.

The wall was cracked, bloodshot eyes were looking, and a cold wind was howling beside me.

Behind him, Xia Zhiming leaned over and asked quietly, "Marshal Tianpeng, does it look good?"

Bang! —the sound of a rake hitting the ground!

Zhu Ganglie shuddered, his neck stiff as he turned around to look at the "evil ghost Xia Zhiming" who had appeared behind him out of nowhere, holding a red lantern, with flying white hair and bloodshot eyes. He immediately sat down on the ground, shaking his big ears, and said with a pale face: "It's not good-looking! It's not good-looking!"

Xia Zhiming spit out his snake tongue cheerfully and asked with a smile: "Is this Fuling Mountain?"

"Yeah!"

"Do you remember who I am?"

"I don't remember! I don't remember!" Zhu Ganglie shook his head repeatedly.

Xia Zhiming smiled when he heard this. Seeing his frightened look, he thought for a moment before replacing the red lantern in his hand with a white one. He also removed the blood-red special effects on his eyes and the rising air currents above his head, and then asked, "What now?"

Looking at the familiar white-haired immortal in front of him, Zhu Ganglie was stunned for a moment before he breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "I'm so scared! It's actually an immortal friend who's visiting. Why are you scaring me, old pig?"

Xia Zhiming raised his eyebrows: "If it was someone else who came to spy on me, I would have sent him to hell by now. Look how good I am to you."

"Really?"

Xia Zhiming shook his head: "Fake."

He usually moves around Qingxin's body in order to avoid being seen by others. After hundreds of years, even he himself has forgotten how many layers of illusion are around the girl. Add to that the hundreds of layers in the bedroom that he will never forget. What Cricket Zhu Bajie wants to see is purely wishful thinking.

Seeing him say this, Zhu Ganglie smiled innocently and waved his hands, saying, "Then nothing will happen. I, Old Zhu, will leave first."

After saying that, Zhu Ganglie picked up the nine-foot rake on the ground, stood up in a panic and was about to leave.

Xia Zhiming grabbed his long ears and pulled them up, then laughed angrily, "You really believed it?"

"Pain! Pain! Pain!"

Chapter 210 Anyway, It’s Not My Problem

"Be gentle! Be gentle, my friend!"

In the courtyard, Zhu Ganglie stood on tiptoe, shielding his ears with one hand as he begged for mercy: "As the saying goes, ignorance is not a crime. I thought it was just a new female Bodhisattva, but I didn't realize it was you two. Besides, I didn't see anything. My immortal friend, please be magnanimous and let me go. It will be worth our time together in the Heavenly Palace."

Seeing his words were so pleasant, Xia Zhiming thought for a moment and decided not to embarrass him any further. He let go and asked with a smile, "You went to the Moon Palace and made a scene, and the Moon Lord complained to you. Why haven't you learned your lesson yet?"

"You can't say that," Zhu Ganglie rubbed his ears and said seriously, "Back then, I, Old Pig, was blinded by alcohol and beaten two thousand times by the Jade Emperor in the High Heaven Palace. My immortal body was destroyed and I was demoted to the mortal world. I was accidentally reborn as a pig and have indeed been a monster for decades."

"It's just that I received enlightenment from the Bodhisattva last year and have been waiting here for the pilgrim to seek the scriptures. Now I have been observing the fast and living as a son-in-law in Gao Laozhuang at the foot of the mountain. I use my strength to make a living. How can you say that I haven't learned well?"

"A son-in-law who marries into the family..." Xia Zhiming said teasingly, "Why don't you abstain from women during your fast?"

Zhu Ganglie laughed innocently: "Haha, this isn't the only hobby I have."

"Okay, Marshal Tianpeng, what should I call you now?"

"Old Pig, I now use my appearance as my surname. My last name is Zhu, and I have a Dharma name called Wuneng. I also chose the common name Zhu Ganglie. You can call me whatever you like. Don't call me Marshal Tianpeng anymore."

"Do you regret it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ganglie looked dazed for a moment before he smiled bitterly and said, "After so many years of hard training, all my deceit was gone in one day. How can I not regret it?"

After saying this, Zhu Ganglie shook his head. Seeing that he had no intention of blaming him, he thought for a moment and then asked tentatively, "My friend, there are boundless splendors in the Heavenly Palace. Why are you here instead of enjoying the bliss there?"

"By the Jade Emperor's command: Protect the pilgrims on their journey westward."

"Huh? Where are the people?"

Xia Zhiming rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "We just left the Southern Continent not long ago. I think it will take another two years to get here. If you can't wait, I don't mind taking you there now."

"No hurry! No hurry! I can wait! I, the old pig, can wait!" Zhu Ganglie waved his hands repeatedly.

He has a lovely wife at home, so why should he rush over there to suffer? The Bodhisattva told him to wait here for the seeker of scriptures, but did not tell him to go find the seeker of scriptures.

Xia Zhiming was not surprised to hear his answer. He nodded, chuckled, and said no more.

In the pilgrimage group, Sun Wukong was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain and could not move, Sha Wujing was banished to the Flowing Sand River and pierced by thousands of swords. In the end, only Zhu Bajie lived the most comfortable life, so it's no wonder that he had so many thoughts.

Seeing that he had no intention of asking further questions, Zhu Ganglie breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his nine-foot spiked rake against his shoulder, and said goodbye with a bow: "It's getting late, and now it's the spring plowing season. I, Old Pig, have to go to the fields to plow the soil in the next few days. I apologize for the offense today, so I won't stay for long."

After saying that, Zhu Ganglie passed by Xia Zhiming, as if he was afraid of being caught. He swayed his body and went into the forest, and soon disappeared.

Seeing the person walking away, Xia Zhiming did not stay any longer. His figure flashed and turned into bubble, disappearing in an instant.

Meanwhile, in the bamboo house—

Xia Zhiming sat cross-legged in the bathtub, looking at Qingxin who was protected in his arms, and said with a smile: "Okay, the person is gone."

Hearing his words, Qingxin blinked, raised her head and said obediently: "Zhiming, then let me go."

Xia Zhiming leaned over and rubbed her cheek: "It's so soft, I don't want to let go."

"You~"

Qingxin rolled her eyes at him helplessly. Over the years, she had never refused Xia Zhiming's approach. The only thing she couldn't understand was why he was at his most peaceful when he was in human form.

However, the girl did not say much. She relaxed and let him be intimate with her for a while. When he turned back into a snake and got into her arms again, she stood up with a blush on her face, letting the water droplets roll down her skin, and returned to the bed with the white snake to rest.

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In the days that followed, the man and the snake naturally lived in the bamboo forest of Fuling Mountain. They drank tea, cleaned the courtyard, and occasionally strolled in the mountains. Their lives were quite leisurely.

As for Zhu Ganglie, he went out early and came back late every day, and he also seemed to be living a peaceful life. However, no one knew whether he was scared by Xia Zhiming. For a long time, neither the man nor the snake saw him come to the bamboo house again.

Time flies, and several months passed in a flash. It was summer again. The green bamboos in the bamboo forest grew stronger and stronger, just enough to shield the man and the snake living in the forest from the scorching sun.

One afternoon——

By the stream in the mountains, Xia Zhiming, wearing a conical hat and holding a bamboo pole in his hand, was fishing by himself.

Next to him, Qingxin was holding an empty fish basket, her feet wrapped in white silk slapping the water, looking very expectant.

After a long while, Xia Zhiming listened to the sound of water splashing beside him. After a moment's thought, he turned around and said, "Qingxin, how about we make a deal?"

"what happened?"

"Let's stop playing in the water, okay?"

"Zhiming, don't blame me if you can't catch any fish~"

"I don't care. You must have scared my fish away. You have to compensate me."

Qing Xin chuckled softly after hearing this, took out a ginkgo nut from her sleeve, tilted her head and asked tentatively: "Then... I'll help you dig a nest?"

"No!" Xia Zhiming shook his head immediately. He frowned and thought for a moment before his eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "It must be because the weather is hot. That's why the fish aren't biting. I'll try cooling the water."

"Zhiming, the mountain spring water is very cold..."

The girl rolled her eyes at him, casually threw the fishing basket into the water, and in a flash, she changed back into her little girl form and threw herself into his arms, rubbing against him, and said softly and coquettishly: "I'll give myself to you as compensation, and you can't blame me~"

Xia Zhiming suddenly laughed, hugged the little girl in his arms, reached out and pinched her soft white silk feet. He was about to make a joke, but he found that the fishing rod in his hand moved. He quickly raised his hand and saw a small minnow less than three inches long broke through the water and quickly fell into the fish basket.

Seeing this, Xia Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said jokingly: "Qingxin, look, I said it's definitely not my fault that we can't catch any fish."

Xiao Qingxin was also stunned for a moment, and kicked her feet angrily: "Hmph! I'll kick you!"

"Ok?"

"Hehehe~ Zhiming, don't tickle me~"

By the pond, the two of them were having fun, their laughter echoing in the forest, startling many birds and making them fly away.

At this moment, there was suddenly a rustling sound of footsteps stepping on dead leaves in the forest, which instantly attracted the attention of the two people.

When Xia Zhiming and Qing Xin turned around, they saw a man dressed as a woodcutter walking towards them with a bamboo knife in his hand and a full bundle of firewood on his back.

Seeing Xia Zhiming's white hair and red eyes, the woodcutter opposite him instantly became terrified. He quickly turned around and ran into the forest, looking back as he ran, and soon disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Xia Zhiming and Xiao Qingxin looked at each other, shook their heads, and threw the bamboo poles in their hands into the stream, with no intention of chasing after him.

There is a Gao Village at the foot of Fuling Mountain. This is not the first time they have seen people in the past few months.

I don't know why, but most of those people ran away when they saw them. Some of them even looked like they were ready to fight for their lives when they met them. I don't know what the rumor was down the mountain.

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Chapter 211 Whimsical

By the stream, after a small episode, Xia Zhiming and Qingxin didn't care, and the reaction didn't affect their fun.

Time passed quickly as the two of them played leisurely.

When the sun set, Zhu Ganglie, as usual, rode the evil wind and flew back to the mountain from Gao Laozhuang at the foot of the mountain. Wherever the evil wind passed, the leaves in the forest rustled, and the wind gradually subsided after it dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Xia Zhiming glanced at the empty fish basket in the pond. After a little thought, he threw down the bamboo pole in his hand, stood up with Xiao Qingxin in his arms, and leisurely walked towards the bamboo house with the girl.

In his arms, Xiao Qingxin pouted and said softly, "Zhiming, you didn't catch any fish today."

Xia Zhiming said sternly, "As the saying goes, God has mercy on life. For now, I will let them live."

Xiao Qingxin kicked her feet and asked tentatively: "What about tomorrow?"

"Of course I'll keep fishing. I've seen with my divine eyes that there's a giant turtle in this pond. I'll make soup for you once I catch it."

"Zhiming, the big catfish you promised last month hasn't materialized yet~"

"It's still there, don't worry."