The monkey that will cross in the journey to the west

Chapter 32

Hualing Toad's command won the heart of the centipede monster, and the centipede monster couldn't stop nodding.

In the cave of snakes and scorpions, toads, spiders, cockroaches, and the leaders of the various ministries were dissatisfied with each other. The commander of the centipede has always wanted to subdue them and become the position of the great commander.

"If you have the heart, carry it in."

Zhu Yan fooled the centipede commander, and was carried into the inner mansion of the demon cave by the painting spirit toad.

There was no one in the inner mansion, so Zhu Yan turned over and jumped up, looking for the treasure lightly.Of the two monsters in the snake and scorpion cave, the one that worried Zhu Yan the most was Yu Ruyi, and Zhu Yan was looking for this magic weapon during this trip.

"Only the magic mirror." Zhu Yan found the magic mirror in a stone room, but did not find Yu Ruyi. Yu Ruyi must have been taken with someone.

Is it only possible to steal the magic mirror?

He murmured in his heart that Zhu Yan was too impressed with Yu Ruyi, and because of Yu Ruyi's existence, Zhu Yan didn't dare to kill the demon gate.

If Zhu Yan can steal Yu Ruyi, even if he can't use it in his hands, Zhu Yan will dare to drive away the painting spirit, kill the snake and scorpion cave, forcibly eliminate the demon, and fight against the demon.

It would be better to just steal the magic mirror...

Zhu Yan raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the cave.His eyes seemed to see through the mountains, seeing the avatar and Mrs. Golden Snake on the top of the mountain.

"Where did the immortal master come from, and there are trivial matters in this barren mountain and wild place, can the concubine relieve the immortal master's worries."Mrs. Jin Snake did not let go of her vigilance, and opened her mouth to find out Zhu Yan's purpose.

Zhu Yan stretched out his hand, stroked the clouds in the mountains, and said leisurely: "The gathering of clouds and the dispersion of clouds are all due to fate, just like the morning dew kissing flowers, and the sunset adorning the horizon.

When Fu Dao met the fairy, he agreed to the thousands of fates in this world.The intersection of gold and stone sparks.

Fu Dao is like a wild goose returning to the north in spring. My hometown is far away, and I don’t think it’s home, but my heart is my home.” Zhu Yan stared at the clouds in the sky with misty eyes, making his voice full of worry and exhaustion.

Mrs. Jin Snake's heart trembled, her heart ached for a moment, and the courage she had just raised in her chest immediately fell back. She wanted to inquire about Zhu Yan's identity and the purpose of coming here, but it was difficult to speak at this time.

"If the immortal master has nowhere to go, you can stay with me..." Mrs. Jin Snake had already sensed something was wrong before she finished speaking, and immediately changed her words: "How about staying here, I will find a good mountain for the immortal master Good water, build a treasure land of immortals."

"Fu Dao thanked Fairy for her kindness, but Fu Dao once made up his mind to travel to the world's famous mountains and see the flowers in the world.

Fu Dao has only one heart, so he dare not give it lightly.I don’t dare to linger here, for fear of being captured by the beauty of the fairy.” Zhu Yan saluted respectfully, his face was clear, and his eyes were bright with a hint of fascination.

Mrs. Jin Snake's complexion was clear, her thoughts flashed, and she thought to herself, "He may really have no purpose."

It was still early at this time, and the sunset glow would appear at an unknown time, and white clouds rolled in front of Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan suddenly said: "Fate arises and fate dies, fate is deep and fate is shallow, it is destined from the beginning, just like these white clouds in front of me, those who have fate gather together, and those who have no fate go their separate ways.

It is Fu Dao's disrespect to treat Fairy poorly when we meet for the first time, but it is a pity that Fu Dao is leaving, and I can't wait until the sunset is full of sky, and I can't see Fairy and Sunset together."

"Why is the immortal master in such a hurry? I haven't fulfilled the friendship of the landlord." At this moment, Mrs. Jinsnake didn't think about any temptations.

"Fu Dao wants to break flowers, but it's a pity that you have already become his wife." Zhu Yan strode down the mountain regardless of Mrs. Jin Snake's persuasion.

"Thousands of mountains pass by, hundreds of flowers are wrong, a hasty glance makes everyone's heart drop.

A beautiful woman smiles a thousand branches well, but a smile breaks her heart.

Clouds follow the wind, smoke follows the wind, anger, ignorance and greed follow the wind.

Across thousands of mountains and thousands of miles, lovesickness is sent to the middle of the moon. "

As Zhu Yan drifted away, an ancient poem called "Long Lovesickness" came in the wind.

Mrs. Jin Snake's heart throbbed, a ray of reluctance appeared on her face, and then she shy.

She shook her head suddenly, wondering what happened today.Looking at Zhu Yan's tiny back, she suddenly thought of the scorpion demon, and worried thoughts in her heart: that reckless man knows sweet words, let alone ancient poetry.

I don't know how the reckless man is doing now.

Zhu Yan's avatar has gone down the mountain, and Zhu Yan's real body has already run away.

He repeated the old trick and turned himself into a piece of dead wood, and let the two painted spirit toads carry him out of the snake and scorpion hole.

Zhu Yan didn't have the Stealing Mirror and returned empty-handed. Of course, he didn't do nothing, but his plan changed.

Zhu Yan came out of the snake and scorpion cave, and his luck was shining golden, galloping on the ground, and ran back at an extremely fast speed.

Arriving at a mountain pass, Zhu Yan surveyed the surrounding terrain and calculated based on the way the Scorpion King Jiayunsha came to the village.

If King Scorpion's ability to ride clouds and fog is broken, he should escape from here.

Zhu Yan took out the spirit stones and began to form the formation, the spirit stones in the Qiankun bag.Zhu Yan has not used it much, but now it just comes in handy.

Liujia Qimen is a magical power and knowledge of formations. Zhu Yan's talent for formations may not be enough, or this magical power is originally a method that requires long-term practice and comprehension.

This supernatural power Zhu Yan can only be regarded as a minor achievement now.What he is setting up now is the ecstasy formation, which is the foundation of the formation.

Zhu Yan used mid-grade spirit stones to set up the formation. If this was seen by a monk who practiced formations in the world, he might hack Zhu Yan to death with a knife.

The ecstasy formation, the lowest-end formation among the formations, is already a huge waste to use low-grade spirit stones to form the formation. Some ordinary spiritual objects are enough to form the formation, but Zhu Yan uses middle-grade spirit stones.

In fact, Zhu Yan also understands this truth, but he doesn't have low-grade spirit stones!The most inferior spirit stones in the Qiankun bag are also middle-grade, and there are many of them.

After Zhu Yan worked for half an hour, he finally arranged the formation and covered it up.

This alone was not enough, Zhu Yan observed the terrain, flattened a huge rock not far away, and drew a dotted map on it.Only then did Zhu Yan nodded in satisfaction, cleaned up the traces, and turned back to the village.

On the edge of the village, Paper Taoist is still telling stories.

"There is no hotel in the Yellow Springs, who will the three spirits go to today? After all, what will happen to Lin Chong's funeral, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down." Paper Daoist stood up with a row of thighs.

"What? No more!" The Scorpion King listened fascinated, resented by the plot, and worried about Lin Chong's safety. If Daoist Paper didn't speak at this time, how could he be reconciled.

"You bird way, tell me again right away, if you say no, I'll chop off your bird's head to make wine and meat."King Scorpion scolded.

"Your Majesty is right. If he doesn't say anything, he will be hacked to death." The little demons picked up the steel fork and axe and blah, all of them were furious.

This disjointed qi evil demon is also!
A spider monster yelled angrily: "I'll decompose it next time, I'm sorry, if you don't update the book well, I will decompose you on the spot."

"Chop you chop you chop." Paper Taoist stretched his neck long, he took off his clothes, patted his neck and said: "Chop here, hack me to death, and listen to your own books."

"Poverty travels in the world, storytelling makes a living. No one listens to books without giving money. Today, there is no one in the mountains. It has been a long time without talking about mouth itch, so I let you listen to a passage. If you want to listen again, take money." .The paper elf man stretched out his hand.

"My king has no money." King Scorpion said.

"Since you have no money, hack me to death. I can also tell that ghost, where can I go to the Palace of Hell to make money." Paper Daoist is not afraid of boiling water.

"You bird way, you are not afraid of death, this king will chop you into eight petals!".The Scorpion King waved the big knife in Wu's hand, threatening.

"People often say that there are only wrong names and no wrong nicknames, and I think that's true.

The poor Zhen Yingjun, nicknamed "Death to Make Money", what will happen to you. "Paper Taoist tilted his head and said indifferently.

"How do you want to be willing to tell a book."King Scorpion looked at the paper man sitting on the ground, feeling powerless for a while.When he first came here, he wished he could kill Paper Taoist, but now he has nothing to do with him.

The sage said: The five tones are deafening and disturb people's hearts. It's true.

"The poor are born to like to make money but not to lose. If you lose money today, it's okay to lose more. It's just that there are so many of you, so you can't afford to lose so much. If you want to hear it, kill them. I'll tell you."The paper Taoist figure is poor.

King Scorpion rolled his eyes and said: "You don't want them to listen anymore, why kill them, I will drive them away."

The paper eunuch shook his head.

"They listened to my story, and if they didn't pay, they owed it. If you kill them, you will recover this debt for me, and I will owe less."

"Hmph!" The Scorpion King sneered, and said, "You bird-haired Taoist, you bully my little head, if you want to live, you want to die...it's even harder.

Come on, little ones, catch this Niaomao Taoist, bring him back to the cave and tell us storytelling every day.

Then go to the village to catch ten or eight mothers, and go back to have cubs with him. When he dies, let his son tell, and when his son dies, let his grandson tell."

"Your Majesty is wise, catch this Taoist bird."The little demons rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

(End of this chapter)