[Fantasy] Sun Wukong's Seven-Day Holiday (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 150 Heavy Responsibility

Amidst everyone's skeptical yet expectant gazes, Old Li followed Director Ling into the police station. Outside the gate, someone laughed and said, "It's not that I don't understand, the world changes so fast. Take Old Li, for example. He only finished one year of junior high, and now he's showing off his writing skills. Back in school, his essays were often read aloud in class as model examples. Teachers would always ask us to find grammatical errors and typos in his essays, and we always learned a lot. Now, Old Li has become a scholar, while we who used to find fault with his writing have become uneducated bumpkins."

The person next to him sighed, "This story tells us that hard work can make up for a lack of innate talent."

"Pah! It should be said that having a father who works for the government can save you ten years of schooling," another person chuckled. "It's a pity that Old Li's father isn't a high-ranking official, otherwise, he wouldn't have to go through all this trouble to get his picture taken. It's not easy for him to make a living like this. Let's wait for his investigation to come out before we talk about it."

Listening to the discussion, Wukong chuckled inwardly. Having someone like this to supervise the police investigation was practically useless. So he said to Pigsy

, "Brother, you stay here and quietly watch the excitement. I'll just go in for a quick look and come right back."

"I want to go in too!" Pigsy said hastily.

"What are you going in for? Look at all those policemen guarding the gate, do you think they'll let you in? You'd better stay put and wait for me to come out," Monkey advised.

"If you can go, why can't I? Do you know that official?" Pigsy pouted.

"Hehe, I'm that official's grandfather. What grandson wouldn't let his grandfather in?" Monkey said with a grin. Then he transformed into a little bee and buzzed into the gate.

Old Li, holding his heavy camera, solemnly pressed the shutter in front of the mountain of disaster relief supplies, the flash going off repeatedly. Chief Ling said to him, "Old Li is truly dedicated, meticulous in his work, I admire him greatly. But we've filmed enough, let's go in for a cup of tea and interview the person involved, driver Xiao Chen." "

Okay, that's exactly what I was thinking," Old Li readily agreed.

Chief Ling led the way, followed by Old Li and Captain Liang, and the three of them entered the police station's interrogation room. Only driver Xiao Chen sat in the interrogation room, looking rather bored. Seeing the three enter, he looked up and gave Chief Ling a forced smile.

"Xiao Chen, getting impatient, aren't you?" Chief Ling asked.

"No. Just a little bored," Xiao Chen said.

"He's the person involved? Was today's chaos caused by him?" Old Li asked.

"Yes, it was all caused by his mistake," Chief Ling nodded. He vividly recounted how Xiao Chen had drunk too much the previous night and how he had delivered the relief supplies to the wrong place, as if he were there himself. Finally, he concluded, "That's how it happened. The reason is quite simple, but too many people were unaware of the truth and were manipulated by a small group of people with ulterior motives, taking the opportunity to cause trouble and openly confront law enforcement. If it weren't for the tear gas canister, the situation would have been almost uncontrollable."

"Oh, I have a full understanding of the cause and process of the matter. I believe that with the efforts of us journalists, the matter will eventually be properly resolved. Come on, Xiao Chen, sit up straight. I'll find you some photos. Hmm, right, make your facial expressions more varied, look very remorseful. Yes, like that. Are you

remorseful for your mistake?" Old Li pressed the shutter button on his camera while trying to persuade Xiao Chen.

Remorse? What the hell am I remorseful about? Xiao Chen cursed inwardly. If it weren't for the 50,000 yuan compensation, I wouldn't have been this sucker! Sigh, well, as the saying goes, 'If you take someone's money, you have to solve their problems.' I might as well die unjustly. So he made a heartbroken expression.

"Good! That expression is so natural, it's the perfect portrayal of a prodigal son returning home, so convincing! If we publish it in the county newspaper, it might even win a photography award!" Old Li was very satisfied with Young Li's performance.

"Really? Let me see." Captain Liang, also interested in photography, leaned closer to look.

"How can I see it? It's not developed yet!" Old Li said. He was quite disdainful of Captain Liang's ignorance.

"Oh, I thought you were holding a digital camera," Captain Liang said.

"A digital camera? I never use one! Let me tell you, this camera has been with me for eight years, and I've never wanted to replace it; I've grown attached to it." Old Li said proudly, fiddling with the camera. The county cultural bureau had issued a digital camera to each

township , but he had kept it in his drawer. He generally disdained using these new gadgets.

"But a digital camera allows you to see the image immediately, you don't need film, and you can store it directly on the computer," Captain Liang said.

Old Li was a little annoyed, thinking, "What does a rough-around-the-edges cop like you know about photography?" "Discussing this topic in front of me, Old Li, is like showing off my limited skills before an expert!" Though he didn't say it aloud, he felt a little awkward and gave Captain Liang an annoyed look.

"Hey, boss, just ask what you want to ask already. Stop discussing photography. I need to go home and check on things. The earthquake cracked a big hole in one of my walls. I'd better go back and get a plasterer to repair it," said Xiao Chen.

"You can't leave. Can't you see that huge crowd gathered outside the police station? You can only go home after this is resolved and the crowd has dispersed," said Chief Ling.

“Exactly, young people are too impatient, which often leads to mistakes. It seems you haven't learned from last night's mistake, which is wrong and you're likely to repeat the same error. Okay, let's begin the formal

interview .” Old Li pulled a worn notebook from the faux leather bag slung over his shoulder, opened it, and laid it on his lap, saying, “Let's begin the interview, go ahead. But before we begin, I must advise you: every word you say may appear in the newspaper, so you absolutely cannot fabricate anything and insult the sanctity of news reporting.”

Sanctity my foot, I'm making up a story, Xiao Chen thought to himself. Xiao Chen slowly introduced himself, recounting his flawed story once more. Old Li wrote very slowly, frequently interrupting Xiao Chen's narration. After finally listening to Xiao Chen's account, Old Li had almost finished taking notes. Director Ling, watching Old Li take notes, almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. He noticed many blank spaces in Old Li's notes, apparently because he didn't know how to write many words; he'd have to look them up in the dictionary at home.

"Old Li, you remember very clearly," Director Ling praised, suppressing a laugh.

"Of course, we journalists strive for truthfulness; this record cannot be taken lightly." Old Li thought for a moment, then asked, "Xiao Chen, your account is basically correct, but there's one detail I don't quite understand. When you delivered the relief

supplies to the supermarket, did the female owner just accept them without saying a word? Besides, according to you, you delivered the goods to the supermarket at 2 a.m., wasn't the supermarket still open at that time?"

"This...this..." Xiao Chen was momentarily speechless, turning to Director Ling for help.

"Hey, Xiao Chen might be a little confused, perhaps not remembering the situation clearly? Was someone on duty at the supermarket at the time?" Director Ling prompted.

"Right, right, I remember now. I had been drinking and was a bit confused. I knocked on the door a few times, and an old man at the door opened it for me. I told him I was delivering goods, and he accepted them without asking any questions." Xiao Chen reacted quickly.

"Well, it seems the whole thing has nothing to do with the supermarket owner; she was completely unaware of it. Don't you all agree? So, I don't think we need to investigate her anymore. It's unnecessary, a waste of time and police resources. Since Xiao Chen has taken responsibility, we can basically close the case. What do you think, Lao Li?" Chief Ling asked.

"Well, the basic outline is clear. It's obviously just a simple

work error! Even saints make mistakes, let alone ordinary people. If you make a mistake, you can correct it and still be a good comrade! Alright, my task is complete! Chief Ling, I'll be going now. I'll organize this interview note and send it to the county newspaper for publication immediately," Old Li said. He closed his notebook, stood up, and said goodbye.

"Thank you for your hard work, Old Li. But you can't leave yet. I'd like you to explain to the public, reveal the truth, and dispel their doubts. What do you think? Everyone lacks confidence in police investigations and wants media oversight, which is why I invited you here," Chief Ling suggested.

"Hehe, it's rare for everyone to trust me. Of course, I'm duty-bound to shoulder the responsibility of clarifying the facts!" Old Li readily agreed.

Chapter 151 A Lot to Lot

Xiao Chen pulled Director Ling aside and whispered, "Director Ling, didn't Mr. and Mrs. Zhang say they were going home to get the money for me? Why haven't they shown up yet? Could something have happened? I'm taking such a big risk to take responsibility; will I end up losing both my money and my reputation?"

"Don't worry, I know Mr. Zhang; he won't go back on his word," Director Ling reassured him. "Just take responsibility without worry; you'll definitely get the 50,000 yuan afterward. I can guarantee it."

"No, I won't feel at ease until I get the money," Xiao Chen said. "Otherwise, please explain the truth to everyone and clear my name. I'll be happy to be free." Director Ling noticed the change in Xiao Chen's attitude and was displeased. He said, "Look at those people at the door. How could Mr. and Mrs. Zhang show their faces? Young man, be kind. Making things worse over a little money won't do you any good." His voice rose slightly.

"Are you threatening me?" Xiao Chen asked unhappily.

"Hmph, it's not a threat, just a piece of advice," Director Ling said. "Once Old Zhang gets through this, your good days won't be far off."

Xiao Chen was silent for a moment, then said, "Officials have two mouths. Even if he denies it after the matter

is over , there's nothing I can do. I still think... even without cash, I need some written proof. I'll only feel at ease if you, Director Ling, give me a written receipt." Director Ling was getting a little angry and said, "What a blockhead! Fine, come with me."

Xiao Chen followed Director Ling to his office. Wukong also buzzed and flew after them.

"Speak, what kind of proof do you want? Let me make it clear first, I don't have the money. Old Zhang will pay you back later," Director Ling said with a stern face.

"Of course, it's not like you owe me money, so I naturally won't ask you for it. However, you can write me a note proving that Old Zhang owes me 50,000 yuan," Xiao Chen said.

After pondering for a long time, Director Ling reluctantly said, "Alright, I'll write you a note." He opened a drawer, took out paper and a pen, quickly wrote a note, and handed it to Xiao Chen, saying, "Now you can rest assured, right?" Xiao Chen took it and saw a few lines written on the paper: I testify that Zhang Hong borrowed 50,000 yuan in cash from driver Chen Hao, to be returned within two days. Below were Director Ling's signature and the date.

Xiao Chen carefully put the note into his jacket pocket,

a smile , and said, "Now I can rest assured. With Director Ling's testimony, Old Zhang won't go back on his word, right?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful at such a young age, Xiao Chen," Director Ling praised.

"Well, I've learned my lesson after suffering many losses. It's always better to be cautious," Xiao Chen said with a chuckle.

The two men emerged from the office, and Captain Liang greeted them, asking, "Where have you two been sneaking off to? The crowd outside is growing larger and larger. Quickly come up with a detailed explanation for everyone. I believe that once the truth is revealed, the onlookers will naturally disperse."

"Don't worry, I have a plan," Director Ling said confidently. He turned to Old Li and asked, "Old Li, have you prepared your speech?"

"Prepared, I can definitely speak for an hour or two," Old Li said confidently.

"An hour or two? Do you think you're giving a report at a meeting? Be concise, you know? Try to explain things clearly within ten minutes, don't ramble on," Director Ling said impatiently.

"Alright, alright, make it short, I understand. Where should we speak?" Old Li asked.

"Everyone, follow me." Director Ling

led everyone to the wall. A makeshift platform had been erected there using desks, making it about half a body height above the wall.

"You go up and speak," Director Ling said.

"Speak up there? I'm a little afraid of heights," Old Li stammered. The highest point was two tables stacked together; falling off while standing on it was no joke.

"Don't worry, I'll get someone to help you up," Chief Ling instructed two policemen to drag and support Old Li to the top. Old Li's body trembled, his legs a little weak, but the dense crowd outside the wall inexplicably excited him. He composed himself, picked up the megaphone handed to him by a policeman below, and began his speech: "Fellow villagers, I am Li Bing from the town's cultural station. Today, I've been entrusted by you to handle a matter at the police station..."

Old Li spoke fluently on the top, while Xiao Chen's eyes darted around before he turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Chief Ling grabbed him and asked.

"I need to use the restroom. Excuse me, where is it?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Go up the stairs, it's around the corner," Chief Ling said. "Shall I take you?"

"No need, I can go by myself. Chief,

you don't distrust me, do you? I won't run away," Xiao Chen said. He hurried up the stairs. Just as he opened the toilet door, Wukong flew in after him.

Xiao Chen relieved himself thoroughly, and while washing his hands at the sink, he muttered to himself, "I was dying to pee! Damn it, I haven't peed since this morning. What a curse! But, unexpectedly getting 50,000 yuan... this scapegoating doesn't seem so bad. With Lao Zhang backing me up, at most I'll get a reprimand, and the 50,000 yuan will be mine!"

"Heh, dirty money will shorten your lifespan, aren't you afraid?" a sinister voice suddenly asked beside him. Xiao Chen jumped in fright and quickly turned around, only to see a strange man staring at him with a half-smile.

"Who...who are you? Why are you sneaking around eavesdropping?" Xiao Chen asked, his voice trembling.

"Who am I? I can tell you, but you'd better stand firm. I am Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace two thousand years ago!" Sun Wukong said proudly, raising his head high. Thinking to himself, "Just revealing this name will scare him to death or make him faint, saving me the trouble of doing it myself."

But instead

of being afraid burst into laughter, saying, "Hahaha, Sun Wukong? You're hilarious! Pshaw, you're Sun Wukong? I'm Tang Sanzang!"

Sun Wukong wiped his face, revealing his true form, and turned his hairy face towards Xiao Chen, grinning, "Open your eyes wide and look carefully, am I your grandfather Sun Wukong?"

Xiao Chen stared intently, and oh my god, just a moment ago he was a handsome young man, when did he turn into a thunder god? He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak coherently, trembling as he said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Haha, I'm neither a human nor a ghost, I'm the Victorious Fighting Buddha! I've come to deliver a wicked person like you who is greedy and ungrateful, unable to distinguish right from wrong." As Wukong spoke, he gently patted his shoulder, and Xiao Chen groaned and collapsed limply.

"Hmm, just lie down in the toilet for a bit. A bird like you only deserves to be associated with toilets." Wukong said disdainfully, taking out the piece of paper that Director Ling had written for him from his shirt pocket. Then, he secretly recited the incantation and transformed into Xiao Chen's appearance.

After descending the stairs, Chief Ling waved to him from afar, saying, "Xiao Chen, why did it take you so long to go to the restroom? Old Li has been talking for ages. Why don't you go up and say a few words, offer a sincere apology to everyone?"

"What do I need to apologize for? Chief, I'm not very well-educated, I really don't know how to apologize. Why don't you go up and do it for me?" Wukong said pitifully. Chief Ling was both amused and exasperated, thinking, "This is ridiculous! Who apologizes for others?" He said, "This is utter nonsense! Me, a police station chief, standing up there to apologize for you? What kind of decorum is that?"

"But I really don't know what to say!" Wukong said, his brows down.

"Sigh, I give up. How about this, you stand up there, and I'll give you pointers from below. You just repeat after me! That should be alright, right?" Chief Ling suggested.

"That's more like it," Wukong said, forcing a smile.

"This old Li, it's been over twenty minutes, and he's still rambling on and on. It looks like he won't stop for another hour," Director Ling said with dissatisfaction.

At this point, Old Li was still going on and on, veerging onto the topic of the US-Iraq War. He became more and more animated, spitting as he spoke,

his face flushed. The crowd outside the wall grew impatient. Someone shouted angrily, "Old Li, you've been talking for ages and you don't even know what you're saying! Come down and save your breath! Damn it, you're like a parrot, just repeating what everyone else says. US, Iraq, what are you doing going off on such a tangent?"

"Get down! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Someone took off their slipper and threw it at Old Li, hitting him squarely in the chest. Startled, Old Li stumbled backward and fell straight down the wall.

"Ouch, ouch, my butt! They're so impatient! I was only talking about the international situation, I hadn't even gotten to the domestic situation yet! They're all a bunch of fools! It's like a scholar encountering a soldier—you can't reason with them!" Old Li groaned, rubbing his buttocks.

Chapter 152 Unexpectedly,

the crowd shoved Old Li off the stage, their laughter mixed with curses. Someone shouted, "Old Li, you should go home and take some calcium supplements! Your bones are getting soft!"

Seeing the situation was getting out of hand, Chief Ling hurriedly said to Wukong, "Driver Chen, go up and make a self-criticism, admit your mistake, and everyone's anger will subside."

"Okay, I'm going up!" Wukong lazily agreed. He slowly climbed onto the platform and looked out over the wall. Wow, good heavens, the area outside the police station was completely packed! He feigned panic and said to Director Ling, "Director, there are so many people outside! I'm so scared I can't even speak."

Director Ling also climbed onto the table, standing at Wukong's feet, and said, "Don't worry, I'm here with you!"

"But...but I can't speak when I'm nervous. My head feels like it's filled with mush, all jumbled up. No, no, I'd better get down." Wukong said, making a move to get down. Director Ling grabbed Wukong and said, "Little Chen, you must hold on! Here's what we'll do: I'll say a sentence and you repeat it, and I guarantee there won't be any mistakes."

"Okay, go ahead,"

Wukong said.

"The first sentence you have to say is: 'I am Chen Hao, the driver from the People's Armed Forces Department. Last night, because I had been drinking, I delivered the disaster relief supplies to the wrong place, causing everyone to suspect me. I'm very sorry!'" Director Ling instructed at Wukong's feet.

"You're speaking too softly, I can't hear what you're saying. You know, my hearing has never been very good since I was little; you have to shout very loudly right in front of my ear for me to barely hear you. Could you raise your voice?" Wukong bent down and spoke into the megaphone towards Director Ling. Director Ling raised his voice and repeated what he had just said. His voice carried far and wide through the megaphone.

"I heard you, and I believe everyone heard you too, right? Since Director Ling has already said it once, there's no need for me to repeat myself," Wukong said to the people outside the wall, holding the megaphone. Then he lowered his head again and asked, "Chief, what should I say next?"

Chief Ling winked and waved his hand, then whispered, "Xiao Chen, just repeat what I said. Don't say I taught you to say it, understand? Next, say, 'I feel

very . I am willing to accept punishment from my unit and the government. Please trust the police. They will handle the case impartially and will not let a bad person go, but they will also never wrong an innocent person. Please go home first and let the police conduct a more detailed investigation.'"

Wukong listened for a while and said, "Chief Ling, I told you not to whisper to me, but you kept your voice so low. I could only hear you muttering 'my...my...' and I could barely hear anything else." Chief Ling

was so angry he almost vomited blood. He cursed inwardly, "How could the People's Armed Forces Department hire such a useless driver? Not only is he stupid, but he's also deaf." He suppressed the curses that were about to escape his lips and repeated what he had just said in a higher voice. His voice carried far through the loudspeaker, clearly audible to everyone outside.

Wukong spoke into the loudspeaker, "I'm not well-educated and don't know how to speak, but luckily our Director Ling is highly cultured and expressed everything I wanted to say clearly and specifically. He's so talented! Director Ling, I want to thank you for your helpful words!"

"Get down here, you bootlicker!" a voice cursed angrily.

"You just say whatever people say? Are you a puppet

? Xiao Chen, we despise you! You're a puppet of the Ling family!"

"Kill that son of a bitch!"

Accompanied by the curses, another slipper came hurtling towards him with a whoosh. Immediately afterward, bricks, stones, leather shoes, and women's high heels rained down on Wukong.

"Wow, good heavens, they've all brought me shoes! I don't need any more shoes!" Wukong pointed, and the oncoming debris suddenly changed direction, landing on Director Ling at his feet. As Director Ling listened intently to the people's reactions, he was suddenly attacked on the head and body. A brick struck him squarely in the head, and with a scream, blood gushed from his head.

"Ouch! My head!" Director Ling clutched his head and rolled off the table.

Meanwhile, all sorts of shoes continued to fly in, and in the blink of an eye, countless shoes piled up at Wukong's feet.

"Thank you all for your generosity. This is more than enough to open a shoe store. But it seems there aren't many new ones; you can all take them home later," Wukong said with a grin.

Chief Ling pressed his bleeding head and said fiercely, "You troublemakers! You troublemakers! Captain Liang, you saw it all, these villagers are all so barbaric! Brothers, arrest everyone who started this disturbance!"

Captain Liang said, "Don't be impulsive. There are at least 20,000 people outside. If we provoke them, the situation will be difficult to control."

"Am I just supposed to take these blows for nothing? If we just swallow our anger like this, what will become of our police dignity? Or should we fire a few more tear gas canisters and suffocate these sons of bitches?" Chief Ling said angrily.

"You brought this on yourself!" Wukong shouted. He threw the megaphone on the ground, his voice booming, several times louder than the megaphone. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "These blows are just a lesson for you, your punishment is far from enough!"

"Xiao Chen, are you crazy? Talking nonsense here!" Chief Ling shouted.

"Hahaha, I'm not Xiao Chen, I'm just a passerby who stood up for justice!" Wukong said loudly.

Just then, a policeman rushed down from upstairs, looking at Wukong with astonishment. He panted and said, "Chief, another Xiao Chen is lying unconscious in the toilet, and we can't wake him up no matter what we do."

"Oh, how come there are two Xiao Chens? You're a fake! You're a madman, spouting nonsense

here !" Chief Ling pointed at Wukong and shouted.

"I'm not crazy, you're the crazy one! For personal gain, you colluded with Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, orchestrating this whole charade. That Xiao Chen was also blinded by greed, actually taking the blame for 50,000 yuan. Let me tell you, the whole thing was Mr. and Mrs. Zhang using their power to smuggle disaster relief supplies out, trying to make a fortune. But they were caught, so they wanted their driver, Xiao Chen, to take the blame for 50,000 yuan. This note I have is the evidence." Wukong held the note high and told everyone.

"There really is a conspiracy! It's outrageous!"

"Down with corrupt officials!"

Shouts of condemnation echoed from the crowd. Director Ling's face turned ashen, staring at Wukong's face, wishing he could swallow him whole. He said fiercely, "You're spouting nonsense! Slandering police officers, what are you up to? Captain Liang, order this man arrested immediately!"

Captain Liang reached out to Wukong and said, "May I see your so-called evidence?"

"Sure, please look!" Wukong tossed the note from a high place; it flew smoothly into Captain Liang's hand like a butterfly. Captain Liang caught it

and asked, "Chief Ling, is this your signature?"

"No! Captain Liang, don't fall for this guy's tricks, he's trying to sow discord!" Chief Ling lunged forward, trying to snatch the note and tear it to shreds, but Captain Liang was prepared. He hid the note behind his back and shouted, "Old Ling, what are you trying to do? Trying to destroy evidence? Xiao Wu, take Chief Ling down and hand the case over to the county public security bureau."

Chief Ling struggled a few times, but with Captain Liang outnumbering him, he had no choice but to surrender.

"Old Ling, please bear with us for now. You can appeal at the county public security bureau. Also, the Zhang couple involved in the case need to be apprehended as soon as possible. Xiao Wu, take a few men and go arrest them immediately. As for the onlookers, we need to explain the situation to them and make sure they don't act impulsively and escalate the conflict!" Captain Liang instructed.

The crowd at the entrance erupted in deafening applause. This outcome was completely unexpected.

"Haha, I never thought that Ling would have his day! It's gratifying!" someone clapped and cheered. "

Ling is a bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong, and he should have stepped down long ago!"

"Hehe, this earthquake has exposed some

corrupt officials. With Ling caught, the Zhang couple won't be able to keep their lives in check for much longer!"

Chapter 153 Delivering Money

Not long after, two policemen arrived, escorting the Zhang couple. They squeezed through the narrow path cleared by the crowd. Old Zhang's face flushed red as he walked, cursing, "What's going on with you guys? Didn't Old Ling tell us to go home? Why do we have to come all this way again?"

A policeman beside him snapped, "Stop talking nonsense! Go talk to Captain Liang!"

The fat woman huffed, "Even if you don't respect me, you should respect me! Chief Ling calls me 'cousin,' don't you have any manners, you little cop?"

Some people in the crowd recognized them, and some couldn't resist spitting on them. With a crisp spitting sound, a thick wad of phlegm landed on the fat woman's shiny clothes. The fat woman shrieked, "Who? Who spat on me? Get out here! Damn it, don't think you can bully me!"

Before she could finish speaking, more spit rained down on her. The fat woman didn't have time to curse; she hurriedly took small steps, swaying her bulky body, and stepped into the police station. Behind her, a burst of gleeful laughter rang out.

The plump woman stepped through the door and saw Chief Ling standing there, flanked by two

burly policemen. She rushed over, her face contorted with grief, and cried, "Old Ling, I've been bullied! Tell me, in all these years, when have I ever been treated like this? You have to stand up for me! And Old Ling, aren't you being too hasty? I said I'd be back soon, why did you have to send two policemen to find us?"

But Chief Ling only smiled wryly at her, and surprisingly, he didn't erupt in his usual fury upon hearing her complaints. The plump woman found it strange, thinking, "Could it be that Old Zhang's affair can't be kept secret anymore, and even Old Ling is turning a blind eye?" Sigh, how could she have experienced the coldness of human nature so quickly?

She took a step closer, put her mouth to Director Ling's ear, and whispered, "I've brought the 50,000 yuan, don't worry. Xiao Chen is over there, I'll give the money to him!"

Director Ling was speechless with bitterness. He thought bitterly, "This stupid woman has really ruined me. She seems completely oblivious to the situation. Is her brain just sitting on her ass? She's still talking about money, isn't she driving me to my doom?" He wanted to twist her brains off, but he couldn't do anything in front of everyone, so he quickly winked at her.

The fat woman understood, thinking, "Why are you winking at me, Director Ling? Do you think I don't understand that money can't be given to Xiao Chen in public? I have that much common sense!" She smiled knowingly, turned to Wukong, and whispered, "Xiao Chen, I brought you the money. Let's find a secluded place. Once you've taken the money, take full responsibility in front of all these people!"

Wukong chuckled to himself. Hey, this big-breasted, brainless woman really thinks I'm Xiao Chen. Looks like she doesn't know what's going on! Wukong glanced at Captain Liang, who was just silently watching the fat woman, not saying a word. Wukong smiled inwardly and said, "Alright, you've given me the money. If you tell me to go east, I won't go west; if you tell me to chase a dog, I won't chase a chicken."

"Come with me!" The fat woman winked at him and turned to leave. She was a regular at the police station, always coming to browse, so she knew its layout intimately. She swayed as she walked ahead, and Wukong followed closely

behind . Arriving at the director's office, he found it empty. The plump woman pulled a large envelope from her pocket and handed it to Wukong, saying with a pained expression, "Brother Chen, all my savings are here. Please handle it carefully. Sigh, this is bad luck. This isn't the first or second time this has happened. Why did it have to happen this time? Is it some kind of cursed star, destined for me to lose money this time?"

"Hehe, don't look so distressed, sister. Otherwise, I won't feel comfortable taking this money! Anyway, your money came easily. A mere tens of thousands of yuan, you'll find a way to earn it back quickly," Wukong said casually.

"It's not easy, Chen. These days, it's not hard for officials to make some money, but there are always envious people eyeing them! Even if they make money, they can't sleep soundly. Sigh, I won't talk about it, it's too upsetting to talk about," the plump woman said, her face showing distress.

"It's better if you don't talk about it. I'm leaving!" Wukong took the large envelope and turned to leave.

"Wait! You can't just leave like that. It's not good if others see it. Put it away, put it in your pocket!" the plump woman said.

"Oh, right, right, I mustn't let it show! How could I forget such common sense

?" Wukong chuckled, putting the money in his pocket. "That's great! With this 50,000 yuan, even if I lose my job, I won't have to worry about food tomorrow!"

Wukong walked lightly out of the director's office, approached Captain Liang, and pulled the large envelope from his pocket. "Captain Liang, I have a big gift for you!"

"Oh, what's this?" Captain Liang took it, peered inside, and chuckled. "Wow, this gift is quite substantial! What do you mean by this? Bribing the police?"

Wukong grinned. "No, this money isn't mine. I'm just offering it to someone else!" He pointed, and the fat woman's face turned pale. She trembled and said, "Xiao Chen, what's going on?"

Director Ling already understood what was happening and said dejectedly, "Sigh, you're the dumbest woman in the world!" He lowered his head, his face ashen.

Chapter 154 Encounter

After Captain Liang's earnest persuasion, the crowd gradually dispersed. Captain Liang breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Wukong, "Young man, thank you for your help. Without you, the situation would have been truly difficult to manage! Moreover, letting corrupt officials like Lao Zhang go unpunished is a disgrace to my police uniform! What's your name? I'll report this to the leaders of the Public Security Bureau and give you credit!"

"No need," Wukong replied, "I couldn't stand it anymore and exposed Chief Ling's misdeeds. I didn't expect to gain any merit. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now!" After saying this, Wukong turned and left the police station.

Outside, he saw Bajie still standing at the entrance, looking around. He would glance into the distance and then stand on tiptoe to peek inside the police station. Seeing Wukong emerge, he greeted him with a smile and asked, "Little brother, you just came out from inside, right? Did you see a tall, fair-skinned young man with a square face?"

Wukong chuckled, remembering he was still disguised as Driver Chen, no wonder the simpleton couldn't recognize him. Intending to tease him, he said, "I didn't see

the person you mentioned, but I did see a man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, who looks like the Thunder God."

"Really? Where is he? Tell me quickly, I'll go in and find him!" Bajie asked excitedly.

"You know him?" Wukong asked.

"Yes, yes, we're quite close. I've been waiting for him here for ages, but he still hasn't come out. I wonder if the police inside are keeping him out for a big meal. He's enjoying himself inside, while I, poor old pig, am so hungry I can barely stand," Bajie said with a bitter face.

"Then you don't need to wait for him anymore, please go back," Wukong teased him deliberately.

"Why? I must wait for him to come out, he's my brother!" Bajie said.

Wukong chuckled and said, "Then you can wait patiently. I just saw him being arrested by the police. I don't know what he did wrong. It seems he won't be released anytime soon. If you have the patience, you can wait here all night and you might not even see him."

Upon hearing this, Bajie hurriedly turned and left, as if a vicious dog was chasing him. Wukong caught up with him and asked, "Hey, wait a minute! Why are you running so fast all of a sudden? Your brother's still

locked up inside, and you're just going to leave like this without asking?"

Bajie reached out and covered Wukong's mouth, whispering, "Brother, keep your voice down. If the police hear me, I won't be able to escape. He's not my brother; I've only met him once or twice." With his head down, he muttered to himself, "I'd better run away. If that monkey betrays me, won't I become his accomplice? Let's go, let's go!"

Wukong was furious. He hadn't expected Bajie's cowardly nature to resurface. He walked in front of him and stretched out his foot. Bajie, who was walking quickly, was tripped by Wukong's sudden movement and fell heavily to the ground like a starving dog scrambling for shit. He scrambled to his feet, brandishing his fist the size of a bowl, and punched Wukong, cursing as he did so: "You plague god, deliberately trying to trip your grandpa Pig? Take this punch first!"

Wukong dodged, chuckled, and said, "You tripped and fell because you were walking carelessly, what does that have to do with me?" As he spoke, he tripped Bajie again, sending him sprawling to the ground. Bajie was even angrier, getting up and ready to fight back. Wukong wiped his face, revealing his true form, and said, "Fool, stop fighting. Open your eyes and see who I am!"

Hearing this, Bajie looked closely and saw that the pointy-mouthed, monkey-faced fellow in front of him was none other than that stinky monkey. Enraged, he cursed, "You damned monkey! You stinky monkey! You just love playing tricks on people!" Wukong laughed and said, "You cowardly pig, I haven't teased you enough! Tell me, why did you run so fast just now?"

Bajie smiled sheepishly and said, "You said you were arrested by the police, and I wanted to escape quickly and find a way to get you out! Otherwise, if I get arrested too, who will save us both?"

"Heh heh, you've got a sweet tongue. Only that old monk Master would believe such nonsense. I, Old Sun, am so clever, how could I be fooled by your sweet words? Actually, all you wanted was to escape, didn't you?" Wukong said disdainfully.

Bajie grumbled, "You say run away, then run away. Actually, there's nothing wrong with running away; in that situation, escaping is the most important thing."

"Sigh, another pig running away, it's really killing me. I didn't expect our old pig to be so quick to learn; he grasped Teacher Fan's philosophy of life overnight. Congratulations!" Wukong sighed helplessly.

Bajie couldn't tell if Wukong's words were

praise or criticism, so he simply shut up. A moment later, he couldn't help but rub his big belly and groan, "Brother, I'm starving! I ate a few biscuits this morning, and that's all I've had. If I'd known it would be this hard following you, I would have preferred to stay in Aolai Kingdom."

"Hehe, stay in Aolai Kingdom? Aren't you afraid the debt collectors will slaughter you and sell you off?" Wukong said with a laugh. Bajie was speechless, only rubbing his belly and groaning about being hungry.

“This place just had an earthquake, let’s not compete with the people for food. Let’s see where there are mountains and trees, and we can pick some fruit to fill our stomachs,” Wukong suggested.

“Alright. Let’s hurry up and set off!” Bajie immediately perked up at the mention of finding food. Wukong and Bajie rode on auspicious clouds and ascended into the air. Looking down from mid-air, they saw a tall mountain, lush with trees and dotted with wild fruit. However, a yellowish mudslide rushed down from the mountaintop to the foot, like a filthy rag hanging in the green hills and waters, quite incongruous. It seemed that even this lush mountain had not escaped the earthquake.

“Let’s go down and take a look,” Wukong said.

Then the two descended from the clouds and landed on the mountainside. They saw that the mountain was full of fruit trees laden with fruit—apples, pears, grapes—a feast for the eyes. Every breath was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of fruit. If it weren't for the large boulders scattered everywhere from the mountainside and the cascading mudslide, one could imagine what a breathtaking paradise this forest must have been.

"Alas, what a pity for such a beautiful place!" Wukong was heartbroken, remembering the devastation of Flower Fruit Mountain, and seeing the scene before him, he couldn't help but feel saddened by the damage done to nature.

Bajie, however, was overjoyed. He jumped up, grabbed a large, bright red apple, wiped it on his clothes, and popped it into his mouth. Crunch, crunch, he swallowed the whole apple in two bites.

"Was it good?" Wukong asked him.

"I don't know, I haven't even had time to taste it," Bajie replied. He grabbed a branch, picked a few apples, put them in his pocket, and while eating, said to Wukong, "Brother, aren't you hungry? Here, have one!" He tossed an apple to him. Wukong snatched the apple and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard a rustling sound coming from the trees not

far away He could vaguely see several pairs of eyes peeking out.

"Someone's there!" Wukong said.

Bajie, still eating the apple heartily, didn't even bother to lift his head and said, "It's the middle of nowhere, there's no one here. Brother, are you seeing things? Did you not sleep all night and are you hallucinating?"

"I have a feeling that there are several pairs of eyes watching us from the shadows." Wukong took a few steps forward, staring into the distance, and said loudly, "Friends over there, come out! There's no need to sneak around hiding in the shadows."

As soon as he finished speaking... Several little monkeys jumped down from the tree opposite, stared at Wukong for a long time, and asked in confusion, "Are you Grandpa Great Sage?"

Wukong also recognized his monkey grandsons from before, and felt as if he were in a dream. He murmured, "Weren't you from Flower Fruit Mountain? How did you get here?"

The monkeys circled around Wukong a few times, and one of the bolder ones jumped onto Wukong's shoulder and said happily, "Grandpa Great Sage, it really is you! We've been waiting for you for so long!"

Several other little monkeys swarmed around Wukong, jumping and laughing affectionately. Some hugged his arms, others his legs, chattering excitedly

.

"Hehe, I never expected to run into your monkey grandchildren in this desolate wilderness! Brother, your trip to China has truly been worthwhile!" Bajie was also happy for Wukong.

Wukong was overjoyed and repeatedly asked, "Little ones, where are your companions?"

Chapter 155 Berserk Outbreak

Several little monkeys hopped and skipped along, leading Wukong and Bajie to a cave. At the cave entrance, strange rocks jutted out, birds sang, and flowers bloomed. A mountain spring meandered beside the cave, clear and gentle. It was a beautiful scene, though lacking the grandeur of the Water Curtain Cave in Flower Fruit Mountain, it was peaceful and serene. However, large boulders that had rolled down from the mountaintop lay haphazardly in front of the cave, adding a touch of desolation to the peaceful environment.

"We're here, Grandpa Sage! This is our home!" the little monkey exclaimed excitedly.

"Hehe, brother, your monkey descendants really know how to find a place to settle down. Tsk tsk, it's almost as nice as your Flower Fruit Mountain!" Although Pigsy had been running alongside and was panting heavily, the beautiful scenery still invigorated him.

Inside, it was a completely different world, suddenly bright and spacious. Crystal-clear stalactites hung upside down in a charmingly irregular pattern, shimmering golden in the sunlight streaming in from outside. There were stone tables, stone benches, and stone beds—everything imprinted with the Water Curtain Cave's design. The monkeys were lying or sitting, looking extremely relaxed.

"Grandpa Sage is back!" the little monkey in the lead shouted, attracting the rest of the monkeys.

"Grandpa Sage? Where? Where?" The voices were excited and chaotic.

Wukong bent down and jumped onto the stone table, cheerfully saying, "My little ones, your old Sun is back!"

The monkeys jumped for joy, all following suit and leaping onto the stone table, some hugging his head, others his feet, chattering and clinging to Wukong until he could hardly breathe. Their boundless joy and endless longing made Zhu Bajie, standing nearby, envious. He grumbled, "Hey, hey, what about me? Why isn't anyone hugging me? You red-bottomed monkeys, so rude! We've come all this way, and you won't even let us have a sip of water?"

Wukong chuckled, pushing the clinging monkeys away, saying, "Alright, alright, stop being so affectionate, you're making me want to cry. Let me count... Hmm, the four generals are all here, and Marshals Ma and Liu, and Generals Beng and Ba are also present, but many familiar faces are missing. They've all gone out and haven't returned yet, have they?"

Hearing Wukong's question, the monkeys' expressions darkened, and some of the older monkeys even shed tears of sorrow.

General Beng, with tears in his eyes, said, “Great Sage, five hundred years ago, a demon came to Flower Fruit Mountain seeking revenge, turning the mountain into a sea of fire. Most

of the old monkeys were burned to death, and only less than a hundred of us escaped. Fearing that the demon would exterminate us, we traveled across the seas and finally settled in this fairy cave. We lived a carefree life, and fortunately, over the past few hundred years, we have multiplied and now number a thousand! It's a pity that we can never see the old monkeys again.”

Wukong gritted his teeth in anger and said fiercely, “That hateful cunning rabbit demon! I only killed it, but now I think it was too easy for it. I should have torn its tendons and bones apart and scattered its ashes to quell my hatred!”

“Was that demon the cunning rabbit demon? Did Great Sage kill it?” General Beng asked.

“Hehe, I killed it!” Bajie interjected with a laugh.

“Haha, Bajie deserves a lot of credit too! He should be rewarded! Minions, come and thank Bajie!” Wukong said.

Everyone came over to thank Bajie. Many of the older monkeys, having seen Pigsy before, were less reserved and lifted him up, cheering as they tossed him around. Pigsy waved his hands and shook his head, shouting, "Enough, enough! Don't thank me! My stomach is empty, and all this tossing and turning has made me dizzy!"

Monkey

chuckled and said, "Spare him! He's starving. Bring out whatever good food you have to fill his belly."

The monkeys then went to prepare food, laughing and joking. Some brought fruit, some peanuts, some corn, and soon the stone table was piled high with

food. Pigsy, already dizzy from hunger, devoured the food without hesitation. The monkeys stared in astonishment at Pigsy's pathetic eating, some saying, "Good heavens, he must not have eaten for days!"

"No, he ate breakfast this morning," Monkey said with a smile.

"Wow, he has a huge appetite!" the monkeys exclaimed.

"My little pig brother doesn't have much to brag about, except for his appetite. If he's second, no one dares to claim first," Wukong said with a laugh.

Soon, the fruits on the stone table were completely devoured by Bajie. Bajie wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and asked with a憨厚 smile, "Is there any more?" "More

? Be careful not to overeat!" Marshal Ma said with concern. "Why don't you rest a bit before eating more?"

"Don't worry, my stomach is like a

rubber bag; no matter how much you put in, it won't burst. To be honest, I've only eaten about 30% full," Bajie said with a chuckle.

The monkeys were astonished, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. One little monkey stuck out his tongue and said, "Good heavens! If he stays here for a month, we'll be eating tree bark and grass roots!"

An older monkey said sheepishly, "We've given away all our stored food. Luckily, the fruits are readily available; they're everywhere on the mountain. We can easily get some after we go out for a while." With that, he greeted the others and led the way out of the cave. The other monkeys followed closely behind, hopping and shouting as they went. Only General Bengba remained with Wukong and Bajie.

Wukong glanced around the cave and said, "This cave is surrounded by granite, it's quite sturdy. Luckily, otherwise you wouldn't have survived this earthquake either."

"Yes, we really are lucky to have survived. It was a real catastrophe, the whole mountain shook, like being on a boat, swaying precariously. Just thinking about it makes me shudder. I don't know what kind of demon was causing this. We didn't dare go out unless necessary, so we stayed in the cave to rest," General Ba said.

"Demon?

What kind of ?" Wukong asked him.

"I don't know. This place has been peaceful for hundreds of years. This sudden occurrence... even though I'm a few years older, I've never encountered such a terrifying phenomenon. It's so scary!" General Ba said.

"I'll ask the local earth god and mountain god to come out and see what's going on," Wukong said. He chanted an incantation and summoned both the mountain god and the earth god.

"Great Sage, what are your orders for summoning us?" the mountain god and earth god asked tremblingly before Wukong. A sudden disaster had terrified them, and they hadn't recovered yet, so their legs were still trembling like two leaves in the cold wind.

"I ask you, what kind of monsters are causing trouble here? Confess honestly, or you'll be spared!" Wukong shouted sternly.

"Yes, yes, we'll tell you. Twenty miles behind this mountain, there's a large river called the Clear Water River. Its water is crystal clear, hence the name. A dragon lived in the river, residing in its palace for countless days, and all was well. But in recent years, many factories have been built along the riverbanks, and the waste they discharge has turned the river black. Now the Clear Water River has become

the Black Water River . The dragon's temper grew more and more violent each day, and finally, in a fit of rage, it burrowed into the ground and wreaked havoc, turning this once beautiful place into ruins," the Earth God said tremblingly.

"Outrageous! What a lousy dragon! It's incredibly audacious! I'll catch it and skin it alive!" Wukong jumped three zhang high in anger.

"Then we'll have to trouble you, Great Sage. Look how much it's done for us; our hands and feet are still trembling, and I'm afraid they'll never recover. Once we catch the dragon, I want a piece of its flesh to hang in the temple to calm our nerves," the mountain god and the local earth god said in unison.

"Certainly, each of you will get a piece of dragon bone as a keepsake. Alright, there's nothing more for you here; please go back," Wukong said.

The mountain god and the local earth god took their leave. Wukong said to Bajie, "Brother, it's your time to prove yourself again! You're a good swimmer, so the task of capturing and killing the dragon is yours!"

Bajie said, "No problem, just watch me show you my skills. But we need to solve our hunger problem first, so we'll have the strength to capture the dragon!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of monkeys had already hopped in one after another.

Chapter 156 Clear Water River

After a hearty meal, Bajie patted his large belly contentedly and said, "Brother, the wild fruits here taste so good! I might as well stay here. I can eat my fill every day, take a long nap, and then soak in the spring outside the cave for half a day. Ah, what a leisurely life!"

Wukong laughed and said, "Haven't you heard the saying 'sitting and eating until the mountain is empty'? With your big belly, in less than two months, you'll have eaten all the wild fruits on this mountain. Won't my monkeys starve to death? No, no, you can stay for two days at most. You can leave on your own."

"Really? Brother, you're kicking me out? I, Old Pig, am also a good farmer. I'll help you plant corn, taro, lychees, and longans on the mountain. You won't have to worry about not having enough to eat. Back in Gaojiazhuang, I was always involved in all the farm work, from plowing to clearing land. In less than two months, I guarantee I'll turn this mountain into a second Flower and Fruit Mountain!" Bajie shouted loudly.

"You're a good farmer, no doubt about that, provided you don't slack off. Alright, now that we're full, we need to get down to business. Bajie, get up and come with me," Wukong ordered. Bajie let out a burp

and said lazily, "Even hanging yourself needs a break. I just finished eating, let me rest a bit before I go!" With that, he lay down on the stone bed, stretched out his arms and legs, and closed his eyes.

Wukong grabbed his big ear and said, "Fool, time is tight, don't slack off, finish our business before you sleep." As he spoke, he pulled him up. Bajie grumbled, "If you're going, then go! Why are you pulling my ear? My old pig's ears have been stretched long by you."

The other little monkeys surrounded Wukong and asked, "Is Grandpa Great Sage leaving? We finally got to see him, he should at least play with us for a few more years before he goes." They looked very reluctant to see him go.

Wukong laughed and said, "I'm not leaving, I'm just going out for a bit to catch a little dragon for you all to play with. Stay in the cave, we'll be right back." The monkeys were relieved.

Wukong and Bajie rode their clouds northwards, covering the twenty li in a flash. Looking down, they saw a large river, its banks lined with lush green trees and fragrant grasses—a truly pleasing sight. Unfortunately, the water was murky, and tall chimneys billowed thick smoke among the trees, resembling black dragons dancing in the sky.

"This must be

the Clear Water River the Earth God spoke of? Tsk tsk, it's a far cry from its name; it's almost turned into a Black Water River," Wukong sighed. On the surface, small fish floated belly-up, while weeds, oil, and other miscellaneous things floated on the water. A faint, rotten smell wafted through the air.

The two descended from their clouds and stopped on the riverbank.

"Brother, could that dragon be hiding underwater?" Pigsy asked.

"Probably. Why don't you go down and take a look?" Monkey said.

"No, no, I won't go! The water in this river is so dirty, I'm afraid I won't even be able to breathe and will die underwater. Wouldn't that be a huge loss? I, Old Pig, haven't even gotten married yet!" Pigsy shook his head in opposition.

"If you won't go, should I? You're Marshal Tianpeng, and you've always been a very good swimmer. Go down!" Monkey persuaded him.

"I won't go! Besides, I'm empty-handed. Even if I go into the water, what will I use to fight the dragon? Two fists can't fight four hands. There are so many shrimp soldiers and crab generals inside; I'm no match for them. I won't go, I won't go!" Pigsy pouted.

Monkey secretly plucked a hair, blew on it, and

said "Transform!" In his hand, a gleaming silver nine-toothed rake appeared. He held it up in one hand and handed it to Bajie, saying, "Here you go, your handy weapon! Feeling a bit braver now?"

Bajie reluctantly took it, weighed it in his hand, and said, "Not bad weight. I'll go down there. But I can't guarantee I can capture the dragon." Wukong said, "Nobody said you have to capture it. If you can defeat it after you go down, great. If you can't, lure it up and let it see the power of my golden cudgel!" "

Then I'll go down!" Bajie said, and entered the water. The water was murky, and he couldn't see very far, so Bajie proceeded cautiously. He cut through the waves, and in the hazy light, he arrived at the Dragon Palace. The shrimp soldiers guarding the gate pointed their steel forks at Pigsy and demanded, "Where did you come from? State your name!"

Pigsy snatched the fork, broke it in two, and said, "Go inside and tell that damned dragon to quickly tie himself up and come see me. Say that his grandfather, Pigsy, has come and wants to borrow his dragon tendons to make jump ropes for the little monkeys!"

The shrimp soldiers turned and went into the Dragon Palace, saying

to the dragon, who was dozing on the dragon throne, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!" The dragon, who was having a sweet dream, was jolted awake by the shrimp soldiers' shout. He glared at them and yelled, "What's all this fuss about? You have no manners at all!" "Tell me slowly!"

The shrimp soldier took a few deep breaths, composed himself, and said, "There's a fat, dark-skinned man outside, claiming to be your grandfather, Your Majesty, named something like Pigsy. He specifically wants you to come out and see him, saying he wants to pull out your dragon tendons to make jump ropes for the children!" The dragon roared angrily, saying, "Where did this country bumpkin come from, spouting such nonsense! Men, grab your weapons and go out and chop him into mincemeat!" The shrimp soldiers,

crab generals, turtles, catfish, and all the aquatic creatures hurriedly grabbed their weapons and followed the dragon out of the Dragon Palace. Seeing Pigsy standing there alone, the dragon laughed and asked, "So, you're the one who wants to see me?"

"You're that mischievous dragon? Yes, that's the one I'm looking for!" Pigsy shouted.

"Do we know each other? How have I mischievously done anything?" the dragon asked.

"You know what bad things you've done. It's because of you that this area for hundreds of miles has become a living hell. A madman

like deserves to be destroyed by everyone!" Pigsy said.

"I just couldn't stand humans destroying my home, so I threw a tantrum. This is just retribution. My home used to be so beautiful, the river was clear, the shrimp and crabs were strong, and we lived a carefree life. But look at my home now! My people are dying for no reason, and I'm about to lose this paradise. If you were me, what would you do?" The dragon said angrily, brandishing a gleaming broadsword.

"But you can't be so cruel! Only a small group destroyed your home, yet you want innocent people to pay such a heavy price! Where is your conscience? I think you'd better just tie yourself up and surrender, lest I, Old Pig, have to take action. Otherwise, one hit from my nine-toothed rake will leave nine bloody holes in your body, and you'll die a horrible death," Pigsy advised.

"You audacious fellow, daring to spout such nonsense! Don't you know whose territory you're on? Quickly state your name! I, the Clear Water Dragon, don't kill nameless nobodies!" the dragon shouted.

Bajie wasn't afraid at all and said, "Then listen up and hold on tight! I am the former Marshal Tianpeng, and today's Clean Altar Messenger, Zhu Wuneng! Haha, are your legs a little weak?"

"Hmph, I've heard that name before, nothing special. I've heard your senior brother Sun Wukong is the truly powerful one. As for you, I'd like to have a go at you." The dragon said dismissively. Pigsy was furious. He hadn't expected the dragon to ignore him after he mentioned his name. His belly swelled even more with anger. "I'm so angry! I'm so angry!" he yelled, raising his rake to strike the dragon. The dragon raised his broadsword to parry Pigsy's rake. The two fought back and forth, their battle creating towering waves and changing the color of the water.

After more than fifty rounds, they were evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand. The dragon grew impatient and shouted, "Men, attack together! Slaughter this fat pig!" The shrimp soldiers and crab generals watching from the sidelines heard the order and surrounded Pigsy, engaging him in combat.

"Don't you have any martial ethics? Are you bullying the few with the many?" Pigsy, panting heavily, frantically defended himself and demanded an explanation.

"Haha, martial virtue? Of course we'll talk about it, I'll tell you slowly after I catch you!" the dragon laughed.

Seeing the situation was bad, Bajie feigned an attack and turned to flee.

"

Trying to escape ? Not so easy!" the dragon chased after him, wielding his greatsword.

Chapter 157 Suddenly, huge waves surged on

the Dragon River. Wukong stood on the bank, muttering to himself, "Ah, looks like a fight has broken out! I wonder how Bajie and the evil dragon's battle will end?" He was itching to go down and see the battle, but the river was too murky, deterring him. He could only stand guard on the bank, holding his golden cudgel, waiting for the evil dragon to come up so he could stretch his legs. He secretly hoped Bajie wouldn't win, otherwise, much of the fun would be lost.

Lost in thought, Bajie suddenly leaped out of the water, dripping wet, wielding his nine-toothed rake and shouting, "It's terrible! Brother, help me quickly! A thousand troops are chasing us!"

Just as Bajie reached the shore, a burly, dark-skinned man with bulging eyes and a thick beard burst forth from the water. Wielding a gleaming broadsword, he brandished his claws, exuding an imposing aura. Leaping into the air, he brought the broadsword down towards Bajie.

"Brother, come help me! This guy's broadsword is so heavy!" Bajie parried a few blows and hurriedly cried out to Wukong for help. At this moment, the shrimp soldiers, crab generals, catfish, and turtles all rushed ashore, surrounding Bajie and Wukong.

"Heh, you've even found

a helper, huh? No wonder you dared to challenge me in the water! But your helpers are too few, aren't they? Look at me, a thousand troops! Aren't you regretting meddling? Don't blame me when you get to the underworld; you've brought this upon yourselves." The dragon said smugly while fighting Pigsy.

"Haha, not necessarily. You have a thousand troops, but I've brought quite a few too!" Monkey laughed. He plucked a few hairs from his body, chewed them, spat them out, and said "Transform!" Instantly, the sky and the earth were filled with Monkey Kings, each wielding a gleaming golden cudgel.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals were no match for them. In no time, they were routed, fleeing in all directions, wishing they had more legs. The fast ones plunged into the water with a splash, while the slow ones were struck by the golden cudgels and died instantly. The river and the banks were littered with dead fish and rotten shrimp. Wukong laughed heartily, retracting his hairs back to his body. The countless Sun Wukongs that had filled the sky vanished without a trace, as if it had all been a dream.

The dragon was terrified, never expecting such a dramatic reversal of fortune. He thought he had imagined things and hurriedly shook his head, but upon closer inspection

, he saw only himself, the lone commander, on the riverbank. Panicked, he nearly tripped over by Bajie's rake. With his shrimp soldiers and crab generals gone, Bajie was invigorated, wielding his rake with impressive force, displaying a certain imposing presence. He chuckled and said, "You wicked dragon, perk up! If my rake hits you, you'll have nine bloody holes in your body and die a horrible death."

Wukong watched the battle from the sidelines, commenting on their fight. He said, "Bajie, the angle of your rake is a bit off. A little to the left would have been better. Hey, you bearded man, your swordsmanship is alright. Who taught you? But your footwork is wrong, not very agile. You must have been lazy during practice, so your foundation isn't solid enough."

The dragon was so angry that his hair stood on end. He said angrily, "A true gentleman doesn't speak while watching a fight! What man is as talkative as you, nagging like a woman! If you have real skills, come and fight me!"

Wukong wished he would say that too. He seized the opportunity and said, "Brother, you're a bit tired too. Go rest over there and let me stretch my muscles! You stay here and don't let him go back into the water." After saying that, he jumped into the battle and blocked

the dragon 's greatsword.

Pigsy was also exhausted from the battle and was about to call for Monkey's help when he unexpectedly took Monkey's place. Overjoyed, Pigsy quickly stepped aside, saying, "Brother, you really know how to steal the credit! I was about to capture him alive, and you steal my spotlight! Luckily, I'm usually easygoing and don't care much about fame or fortune. Fine, fine, you can have the credit."

Monkey laughed and scolded, "Fool, you're getting the benefit and still acting innocent? If you keep fighting, you'll be foaming at the mouth!"

Monkey and the dragon clashed. Wukong's staff was heavy and powerful. After parrying for more than ten rounds, the dragon's hands gradually weakened. He was secretly surprised and quickly took a few steps back, shouting, "Stop! Stop!" Wukong stopped as expected and said, "I haven't had enough yet. Why did you call for a stop? Come on, let's continue!"

The dragon asked, "I don't want to fight this pointless battle. Let's get to the bottom of things first. I ask you, who are you? Why have you come to my Clear Water River to make things difficult for me?" Wukong held up his golden cudgel in front of him and said, "Even if you haven't seen my handsome appearance, you should have heard of the fame of this golden cudgel, right? It is the Sea-Stabilizing Needle of the East Sea Dragon Palace."

"Could you be Sun Wukong, who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then? I heard that you forcibly took this Sea-Stabilizing Needle from the East Sea Dragon King back then. How did it become such a small iron rod?" the dragon asked suspiciously.

"Haha, you know your stuff! Who said this iron rod is small? Look, it grows as soon as it catches the wind!" As soon as he finished speaking, the golden cudgel standing before Wukong indeed grew thicker and longer, like a towering mountain pointing straight to the sky.

The dragon's legs went weak with panic. Sun Wukong's name was legendary; he wondered what he had done to offend this demon so much that he had come knocking on his door today. He asked, "Sun Wukong, we have never met before, and I can't think of anything I've done to offend you. Why are

you so relentlessly pressuring me?" Wukong glared at him and said, "Although we are strangers, I know all the evil deeds you've done! The area for hundreds of miles around has almost turned into ruins—it's all your doing, isn't it?"

"Yes, I was angry for a moment, so I vented my anger. But look at my paradise! I've built it up here for countless years, and now it's become like this..." the dragon said, pointing to the filthy, blackened river surface. Wukong angrily said

, "Then you shouldn't take the lives of ordinary people to vent your anger! As the saying goes, blood for blood, even if I tear you apart, it won't atone for your sins! Come, put down your sword, obediently submit, and I'll take you to the Dragon King of the East Sea for him to deal with! To be honest, I also want to hold him accountable for his lax supervision!"

The dragon was unwilling to surrender. He raised his head and shouted, "You want me to surrender? Dream on! Sun Wukong, although your name is great, I'm not necessarily inferior to you! Fine, I'll risk my old life to see you for real!" Saying this, he raised his sword, glaring menacingly at Wukong.

Wukong said "Transform!" to his mountain-like golden cudgel, and it shrank to the thickness of a bowl. He held it in his hand and said to the dragon, "Alright, since that's the case, I won't hold back!" He raised the golden cudgel and smashed it down on the dragon's head. The dragon had no choice but to catch it, barely managing to fight Wukong. However, he was no match for Wukong's heavy staff. After parrying ten or so rounds, he was already panting heavily and dizzy.

The dragon feinted and retreated towards the riverbank, fighting as he went. Bajie, who was guarding the bank, saw him trying to escape and quickly cut off his retreat, raising his rake towards him...

The dragon was attacked from behind. Hearing the whooshing sound behind him, the dragon turned around and saw Pigsy's rake already behind him. Terrified, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly fled to the right, narrowly avoiding Pigsy's rake. The combined attack from both sides by Monkey and Pigsy left him panicked and disoriented. Knowing he couldn't withstand it, he transformed into a ferocious yellow dragon, soaring into the sky and flying away.

"Where do you think you're going!" Monkey shouted, giving chase with a somersault. Monkey's somersault could cover 108,000 li (approximately 54,000 kilometers), far exceeding the dragon's speed, and it was quickly overtaken. Hearing Monkey's shout from behind, the dragon turned sharply, its claws outstretched, and lunged at Monkey. Monkey dodged, and the dragon unleashed a powerful "Dragon Tail Sweep," its mighty tail sweeping towards Monkey.

"Well done!" Wukong raised his golden cudgel and struck its tail. A scream rang out as the dragon's tail drooped, like a defeated dog, completely devoid of its former glory. It mustered its remaining strength to try and escape, but Wukong's second blow struck, landing heavily on its body with a dull thud of breaking bones.

The dragon massive body plummeted, crashing into the riverbank and creating a deep crater.

Chapter 158 Super Durable Jump Rope

The dragon's enormous body crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Beneath it lay a crater tens of meters long. Bajie rushed over and saw the dragon bleeding from all seven orifices. The once ferocious dragon had now lowered its proud head. Its eyes, as big as footballs, stared at Bajie with a bewildered and helpless expression, as if in regret or pleading for mercy.

"Haha, brother, that was a powerful blow! This guy's got it crippled, if not dead. I, Old Pig, can't just stand by and watch, I'll lend you a hand!" With that, Pigsy raised his nine-toothed rake and struck the dragon's head. The poor, arrogant dragon instantly had nine bloody holes in its head and died.

Pigsy, still holding the rake, said to Monkey, "Brother, I finally killed this guy! Look, its head is all smashed to pieces by my rake." Monkey laughed, "You're so violent, you idiot. Since you've killed it, why not extract its dragon tendons for the little monkeys to play with?" Hearing this

, Pigsy raised his rake and began to smash the dragon's body repeatedly, turning it into a bloody mess. Pigsy spotted a dragon tendon, grabbed

one end pulled hard, tearing out a tendon several tens of meters long, as thick as a thumb. Bajie exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, what a long and huge dragon tendon! It'll be beautiful and durable enough to make a jump rope, guaranteed to last a hundred years without breaking! Little monkeys, I have a big gift for you, so prepare a thank-you feast to entertain me!"

"All you ever think about is eating! Eating! Eating! Is there nothing else that excites you besides eating?" Wukong laughed and scolded. Bajie smiled憨厚ly and said, "What's wrong with liking to eat? Look how plump and healthy I am, unlike you, whose cheeks are sunken in. Strangers would think there's a famine in your hometown!"

Wukong slapped his big belly and said, "Standing next to you, people would know without even thinking why there's a famine!" While they were laughing and joking, Wukong remembered the promise he made to the local earth god and mountain god in the cave, and recited an incantation to summon them. Soon, the earth god and mountain god arrived in a hurry.

"Great Sage, what brings you here?" the earth god and mountain god asked in unison.

"Look, what's this?" Wukong pointed to the mangled dragon in the deep pit. The local earth god and the mountain god looked at it; although the enormous creature was unrecognizable, judging from its outline, it should be a yellow dragon. The old earth god asked excitedly, "This fellow wouldn't be the evil dragon, would it?"

"That's it, the real deal!" Wukong said with a smile.

"Great!" the earth god exclaimed excitedly; if he weren't old and frail, perhaps he would have jumped three zhang high (approximately 10 meters) high. He stared wide-eyed at the huge pile of rotten flesh and exclaimed happily, "Haha, after tonight, I can finally sleep peacefully!"

The mountain god was also overjoyed, saying, "Look, my hands and feet are no longer trembling!"

The local earth god asked, "Great Sage, you killed this dragon in less than an hour! Your skill is truly superb! We, on behalf of the common people, thank you for your great help!"

Just as Wukong was about to say something modest, Bajie chimed in, "Not only is my brother highly skilled, but I, Old Pig, am no less capable! Look, what kind of super weapon caused these wounds on this guy's body? You can see with your toes that it's

all thanks to my Nine-Toothed Rake!"

"General Curtain-Rolling's martial arts are indeed divine, we admire him greatly! This dragon was no ordinary creature either, how did General Curtain-Rolling subdue it?" The local earth god and the mountain god flattered him in unison. They all knew that Pigsy was already the Cleansing Altar Messenger in the Buddhist realm, but they still called him General Curtain-Rolling, which sounded more imposing.

Bajie was indeed very excited and said, "It's like this, my senior brother isn't very good at swimming, so I volunteered to be the vanguard and went into the underwater dragon palace to challenge the evil dragon. The evil dragon brought a thousand troops to meet me, and I fought against them all by myself, turning their dragon palace into chaos. However, the underwater battlefield wasn't a good place to use my true skills, so I lured them to the surface, hoping to wipe them all out. Unexpectedly, my brother got itchy and came to join the battle. As you know, the two of us brothers are invincible together, so it didn't take much effort. Those shrimp soldiers and crab generals were either dead or fled, leaving only this guy to hold on alone. He was dead in no time!"

"You're just bragging! You're exaggerating too much

. Aren't you afraid of exploding? I don't know who was being chased and shouting for help just now!" Wukong teased.

"Who shouted for help? Nobody shouted for help," Bajie pretended to be confused.

The local earth god and the mountain god chuckled inwardly, knowing Wukong was teasing Bajie, but still respectfully said, "General Rolling Curtain's unparalleled martial arts subdued the dragon, a blessing for the common people. We, on behalf of the people, thank you both again." Saying this, they knelt before Wukong and Bajie to express their gratitude. Wukong quickly helped them up, saying, "Alright, the evil dragon has been killed, you can finally relax. There's nothing more for you here, you can go now."

The local earth god and the mountain god expressed their gratitude again before reluctantly taking their leave.

"Alright, you idiot, the mission is accomplished, and you've bragged enough, let's go back. Those little guys will be overjoyed to see the dragon tendon in your hand!" Wukong said.

Bajie coiled the long dragon tendon into a roll, held it in his hand, and said, "Brother, I finally got a chance to show off, and you want to kick it to pieces? That's too disheartening."

"Alright, alright, go back to the cave and keep bragging, I

just won't kick you to pieces!" Wukong laughed.

Bajie's anger turned to joy, and he followed Wukong on a cloud. Back in the cave, a joyous scene unfolded. Hundreds upon hundreds of little monkeys, tugging at the dragon tendons Bajie had given them, played jump rope. Their cheerful chatter echoed throughout the mountain. Bajie wanted to boast about his great achievements, but the monkeys were all engrossed in their game, and none of them were in the mood to listen to his ramblings, leaving Bajie quite dejected.

"Hey, don't just play! Tell me about the fierce battle, it was really exciting!" Bajie pleaded weakly. But the monkeys' shouts drowned out his voice; it was pointless.

"Well then, since no one's listening to your exciting story, I'll be the listener," Wukong said with a grin.

"Fine, I'll just shut my mouth and take a nap!" Bajie said, looking quite hurt.

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Chapter 159 A Joyful Gathering

The monkeys played wildly and happily for half a day, but they still didn't feel tired. Hundreds and thousands of monkeys jumped up and down around a jump rope made of dragon tendons, and their cheerful chirping was endless.

"Let's go take a look," Wukong said to the sleeping Pigsy, feeling bored sitting alone. However, Pigsy was fast asleep on the stone bed, drooling all over himself, and couldn't hear Wukong's call. He was smacking his lips in his sleep, perhaps dreaming of something delicious.

"Sigh, that pighead, all he does is sleep and eat all day long, even in his dreams he's thinking about food. No wonder he's so fat! Fine, I won't call him anymore. I'll go out and have some fun with my descendants myself." Wukong shook his head and went out of the cave. He saw two monkeys in the wide open space in front of the cave, each holding one end of a dragon tendon, drawing circles up and down with coordinated movements, as if they were well-trained. A group of

monkeys darted about, their movements light and graceful, so although there were many of them, their jumps and leaps were orderly and well-organized, seemingly chaotic.

Even more amazing was that the old monkeys—the four generals, Marshals Ma and Liu, and Generals Beng and Ba—all seemed to radiate boundless energy, jumping and shouting with the little monkeys, as if they had suddenly become young again.

"Haha, everyone's having so much fun!" Wukong chuckled, watching everyone play wildly, his mood exceptionally good. This reunion after so long felt wonderful and warm, like coming home.

"Grandpa Great Sage, come join us!" A little monkey jumped out of the circle, grabbed Wukong's arm, and pleaded.

"Yes, Great Sage, come join us! It's so much fun!" Marshal Ma enthusiastically jumped around, loudly inviting them. He was covered in sweat, his face flushed with excitement, but he seemed oblivious, still enjoying himself immensely as he jumped along with the rope. Wukong had been itching to join in for a while; even without an invitation, he would have wanted to join in. Now that someone had invited him, it suited his taste perfectly. So, with a light leap, he jumped into the joyful circle, leaping and bounding with everyone's rhythm.

Soon, sweat beaded on his skin, and his heart filled with excitement. He happily told the monkeys, "Hahaha, I haven't been this happy in a long time! It feels so good to be home!"

General Ba danced with joy, saying, "Great Sage, everyone is so happy to see you back! With your support, we can live a good life from now on! Great Sage, you won't leave us again, will you?"

"Yes, Grandpa Great Sage, don't go! Let us serve you!" many little monkeys chattered.

Wukong smiled silently. He wanted to say, "No matter how wonderful the reunion, we must eventually part. I am no longer the free and unrestrained Monkey King I once was. I still have a seat to return to in the Western Paradise." Although it was a bit dull, being a Buddha wasn't bad; being revered by thousands felt quite comfortable. But he couldn't bear to disappoint everyone's good intentions and spoil the atmosphere, so he simply smiled and responded to them.

"Grandpa Great Sage, we've heard you can travel 108,000 li in a single somersault. We'd love to see it for ourselves. Could you demonstrate it for us?" A little monkey asked, looking at Wukong with expectant eyes. The older monkeys had all witnessed Wukong's

amazing skills, but these little monkeys hadn't even been born when Wukong wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. So, everything they knew about Grandpa Great Sage came from the older monkeys. Now that the real Wukong was right in front of them, how could the little monkeys miss the chance to witness the Great Sage's prowess? Therefore, as soon as the little monkey suggested it, the other little monkeys readily agreed.

"No problem, watch closely!" Wukong chuckled, leaped upwards, and with a somersault on his cloud, vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, so fast!"

"I'm so envious! I wish I could somersault on my cloud too! I want to travel the world on my somersault cloud every day!" A little monkey looked up at the sky, full of daydreams. The two little monkeys holding the dragon tendons were astonished and stopped what they were doing. The other monkeys stopped, looked up, and stared intently at the sky.

A moment later, a bright golden spot appeared in the sky. Before the monkeys could even make out what it was, the golden light was already upon them. There stood Wukong, calm and composed, smiling, not even out of breath, as if he had never left them.

"Wow, that's amazing!

Grandpa Great Sage, I want to learn how to somersault on the cloud too! Please teach me!" one monkey pleaded, pestering Wukong.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

the monkeys chimed in. Wukong chuckled and said, "Everyone wants to learn? No rush, no rush. This isn't something you can learn overnight; it takes a lot of hard work! And it also depends on individual talent. Not just anyone can learn it. But since you're all so interested, I can take some time to teach you. As for whether you can learn it, that depends on your own destiny."

The monkeys were overjoyed.

A little monkey asked, "Grandpa Great Sage, I heard you have a treasured golden cudgel, the Iron Stabilizing the Sea of the East Sea. What kind of treasure is it? Why don't you show it to us?"

"Hehe, want to see the treasure? Sure!" Wukong laughed and took the golden cudgel out of his ear. It was only the size of a needle, and he said, "Here it is!"

The little monkey looked at it; the treasure was only the size of a needle, lying in Wukong's palm, completely unremarkable. Another little monkey chuckled and said, "Grandpa Great Sage, so you're an expert at mending clothes and a master embroiderer

!"

Wukong asked, "How do you know?"

"You always have your embroidery needle with you, aren't you an expert at mending clothes and a master embroiderer?" the little monkey said with a laugh. The other little monkeys also chuckled.

"Oh, you think it's too small? This embroidery needle has a magical property; it grows when exposed to wind. Just blow on it, and it grows longer. You keep blowing, and it keeps growing. Do you want to try it?" Wukong said to the little monkey with a smile.

The little monkey, very curious, approached Wukong and said, "Is it really that magical? I'd like to try it." With that, it puffed out its cheeks and blew on Wukong's palm.

The embroidery needle in Wukong's hand immediately grew much longer, as thick as a teacup and about a foot long.

"Hehe, this is so much fun!" the little monkey chuckled and blew again. The teacup-thick golden cudgel became as thick as a bowl and about ten feet long. Wukong stood it upright on the ground and said, "Blow again!"

The little monkey blew several more times, and amazingly, the bowl-thick golden cudgel grew incredibly thick, reaching into the clouds, its top invisible. More than ten little monkeys ran over, holding hands, and could barely hug it. One little monkey exclaimed, "Don't blow anymore! If you blow again,

you'll break through the sky!"

Only then did the little monkey stop, no longer daring to blow on the golden cudgel.

Chapter 160 Reclaiming the Mountains and Rivers

Wukong put the golden cudgel back into his ear, and the monkeys hugged each other, their arms wrapped around Wukong's shoulders. Wukong looked around at the scattered rocks and the mudslide cascading down from the mountaintop, frowned, and said to the monkeys, "Little ones, come with me, let's clear this mountain!"

He then led the monkeys to move the rocks. The little monkeys hopped and skipped around, and soon the haphazardly scattered rocks were all piled up to one side. However, faced with the cascading mudslide, the monkeys were helpless.

"Great Sage, we don't have any tools. Clearing these mudslides won't be easy," General Beng said helplessly.

"Tools? Don't worry, the tools will be here soon." Wukong plucked a few hairs, chewed them, spat them out, and shouted "Transform!" Suddenly, a large pile of shovels and winnowing baskets appeared on the ground. The monkeys jostled and laughed, busily working away. After half a day of work, the thick mudslide was cleared away, some falling into the valley, some buried under the trees. Looking around, the entire mountain appeared even greener and more verdant, as if it had never suffered a catastrophe.

"Great! Great! It's back to how it used to be!" The little monkeys forgot their hard work and cheered with joy.

"But, it seems like something is missing." Wukong stood in front of the cave entrance, pondering.

"The banner at the entrance is missing!" said the four generals.

"There's no writing on the entrance," said General Ba.

Wukong slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing, "That's it! I was wondering why something seemed to be missing. Now that you've mentioned it, the problem is right. Yes, we need to put up a banner that says 'Great Sage Equal to Heaven' at the entrance, and write 'Flower and Fruit Mountain Water Curtain Cave' on the cave entrance. What do you all think?"

"Yes, of course!" the monkeys responded in unison.

"Let's get to work, you little ones, watch my skills!" Wukong took the golden cudgel from his ear, said "Transform!" and it turned into an iron rod the size of a bowl. Holding it firmly in his hand, he said, "My calligraphy performance begins."

With that, Wukong lightly leaped upwards, hovering in mid-air, half-cloud and half-mist, right in front of the cave entrance. He raised the golden cudgel in his hand and began to carve on the rock. After a series of crackling

sounds , stone chips fell like rain and snow. The monkeys looked up and saw that the six large characters "Flower and Fruit Mountain Water Curtain Cave" were already carved on it. Although the writing was crooked and uneven, it was powerful and deeply embedded in the stone, giving it a kind of vigorous feel.

The monkeys naturally cheered and encouraged them. The huge cheers finally woke up Pigsy. Pigsy rubbed his eyes and came out, grumbling, "Hey, you monkeys are noisy all day long, don't you let people sleep? Sigh, you're hopeless, you can't even keep quiet for a moment. Brother, you came back just in time, you should control your monkey grandchildren! Stop making so much noise, it's annoying!"

"Then you go first, little ones, tell Pigsy how to get down the mountain. Anyone who has time can give him a ride, after all, he and I are brothers, we can't refuse that much face," Wukong said with a smile.

"Hehe, you want to get rid of me? Not so easy! Let me tell you, Senior Brother, I'm not leaving until I've eaten all the fruit on this mountain. I won't leave even if you carry me in a sedan chair." Pigsy said shamelessly.

"Haha, Pigsy really isn't going to leave. Fine, you don't have to. Anyway,

we need to plant trees and vegetables on Flower Fruit Mountain. You, Pigsy, are good at that kind of work, so you should take the lead, right?" Monkey said.

"Brother, don't take advantage of my honesty. Back when I accompanied Master on the journey to the West, I was too honest, so you treated me like a laborer. The heaviest and roughest work was done by me and Sandy. I've learned my lesson now and won't fall for it again. I can sleep when I have time." Pigsy said with a smile.

"Sleeping is fine too, but you'll have to take care of your own food." Monkey's expression was serious.

"No problem, I'll come out and pick fruit when I'm hungry. Look at all these fruit trees covering the mountain, do you think I'll starve to death?" Pigsy said casually.

"Who gave you permission to pick and eat the fruit? No way! If you're hungry, go beg for alms down the mountain yourself!"

"Did you plant these wild fruits on the mountain? Everyone who sees them gets a share! Do these fruits have the surname Sun written on them? I don't think so." Pigsy retorted defiantly.

"Men, remember this: if you see this guy stealing fruit, carry him down the mountain," Monkey said to the monkeys.

"Okay, we'll carry him down the mountain," the monkeys responded enthusiastically.

Pigsy shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm a civilized man, I won't argue with you rude monkeys. Fine, fine, how about I work for you for a few days? Luckily, I'm strong enough to carry things."

The monkeys then cobbled together a banner, writing the four characters "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" on it. They cut down a straight tree to make a flagpole and erected it in front of the gate. The banner fluttered in the wind, and the monkeys craned their necks to watch, filled with boundless joy.

"Ah, it feels like we're back in the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain! It feels so good," Wukong exclaimed.

"Yes, thinking back to those happy days, it feels like just yesterday. Back then, the Great Sage took us out to eat, drink, and play every day. Those days were truly wonderful!" The old monkeys were all deeply moved, their eyes welling up with tears. Bajie said sadly, "Brother, you've not only found your monkey grandchildren, but you've also moved Flower Fruit Mountain here. I'm so envious! But, I..." Thinking of his fruitless trip to Gao Village, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with sorrow, almost bursting into tears.

"Fool, why are you putting on that face? You look like you're carrying a deep grudge. Alright, stay as long as you want

," Wukong said. Bajie was dejected and muttered, "That sounds nice, having a free laborer, of course I can stay as long as I want!"

The monkeys chuckled. It was unexpected that such a burly man like Zhu Bajie could be so meek and delicate when he was worried; it was somewhat comical.

"Brother, are you unhappy?" a little monkey asked with concern.

Wukong laughed and said, "No need to comfort him, everyone. Go back to the cave and prepare food. Once he's full, Bajie won't have any worries!" At Wukong's command, many little monkeys went back to the cave to prepare.

Bajie immediately beamed, saying to Wukong with a cheerful smile, "Brother, you really care about me! To be honest, after a long sleep, I'm really hungry!"

Chapter 161 New Things The

joyful days made time fly by. Before they knew it, Wukong and Bajie had already spent several days in their "new home." Every day, they frolicked with the monkeys, drinking their homemade wine from large bowls. Life was carefree and easy. Bajie was so happy that he grinned from ear to ear all day, lamenting the wasted time at the Thunderclap Temple in the Western Paradise.

"Brother, these days are so carefree! I'm so happy I don't want to go back to Shu!" Bajie exclaimed.

"Fool, are you really willing to endure the suffering of reincarnation for pleasure?" Wukong asked him.

"No," Bajie replied.

"Then it's settled. You should understand the principle that there are gains and losses." Wukong said. Bajie remained silent, lost in thought.

That day, Wukong was drinking and playing drinking games with the monkeys on the large lawn at the entrance of the cave when suddenly a pleasant melody came from his pocket.

"Grandpa Great Sage, what treasure do you have in your pocket? It can sing!" a little monkey asked curiously, staring at Wukong's pocket.

Wukong took out his phone and saw that it was Situ Yu calling.

"Hello, Wukong? Where are you now? I'm so worried! There's been no cell phone signal for days. I don't know if anything has happened to you!" Situ Yu said anxiously on the phone.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. How about you? Are your family members all well?" Wukong asked.

"Thank God, my family is all safe and sound. My home is in the city, and the earthquake didn't cause too much damage there, but the communication network was down for a few days, and I lost contact with the outside world. I was so worried! Please come find me quickly, I really want to see you. My home is at No. 188, Sunshine Street, Lingwang City, it's easy to find, I'm waiting for you at home!" Situ Yu said.

"Okay, Bajie and I will come find you later," Wukong agreed.

As Wukong was on the phone, the monkeys stared at him curiously, wondering why he was talking to himself while holding that shiny black gadget. A little monkey whispered, "Brothers, Grandpa Sage is talking to himself all the time. Is it because of the heat that he's gone mad?"

The little monkey next to him nodded, saying, "It seems so. Look, he's not only talking to himself, but he's also laughing to himself. That's how people who've gone mad act."

Pigsy, who was overhearing this,

chuckled and said, "You're all just a bunch of frogs in a well, monkeys in the mountains! Ignorant and backward, how pathetic!"

Seeing Pigsy shaking his head and repeating "pathetic," the little monkey panicked even more, saying, "Oh no! Even Grandpa Pig has gone mad! He's shaking his head, talking to himself, and there's even some white foam at the corner of his mouth. Everyone, think of something! What should we do? We can't just watch them both go crazy!"

"I heard that boys' urine can cure madness. Let's all hold him down, and I'll pour a bowl of his urine down his throat!" suggested one of the monkeys. Hearing this, the other monkeys pounced on Pigsy, some holding his hands, others his feet, until they knocked him to the ground. The monkey turned around and urinated into the large bowl.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me go!" Pigsy struggled to break free, looked at the spilled "boy's urine" on the ground, and laughed and cried at the same time. "Your grandpa's the one who's mad! I'm perfectly normal! I'm just laughing at you monkeys, holed up in this remote mountain village all day, completely oblivious to the outside world. Your grandpa's got a phone, you know? He can

talk to people thousands of miles away."

Pigsy then pulled a cell phone from his pocket, saying, "Look, not only does your grandpa have one, I have one too!"

The monkeys were very curious and gathered around, bombarding him with questions.

"This thing is just a nicer piece of plastic, what's so special about it?" A little monkey picked up Pigsy's phone and fiddled with it, then imitated Monkey King by putting it to his ear to listen, but there was no sound. So he asked in confusion.

Bajie snatched the phone, dialed a random number, and handed it to the monkey, saying, "Listen again."

The monkey took it, listened to it, and his face turned pale with fright. He threw the phone on the ground, shouting, "A demon! A demon!" The other monkeys, seeing his panicked state, asked curiously, "A demon? Where is the demon?"

Bajie picked up the phone from the ground, looked at the dust on it, and said with heartache, "Oh dear, you monkey are really wasting a good thing! You've broken a perfectly good phone!"

The monkey pointed at the phone and said, "There's a demon! A female demon! She was hiding inside,

talking to my ear, saying 'hello, hello, hello' three times in a row, and asking who I was. Luckily, I managed to hold back and didn't answer her questions, otherwise she would have stolen my soul and eaten me!"

Bajie laughed so hard he rolled on the ground a few times, saying, "Oh dear, that's hilarious! It's not a demon at all, it's a person, talking to you from far away!"

"I don't believe it! That thing is so small, how could a person hide there? It's clearly a demon trying to steal my soul!" The monkey was skeptical.

At this moment, Wukong had already hung up the phone. Bajie walked over, took Wukong's phone, and handed it to the little monkey, saying, "Here, I'll demonstrate for you."

Wukong chuckled and said, "You idiot, what kind of scientific experiment are you doing? You seem so serious." Bajie laughed and said, "I'm giving your monkey offspring a crash course in science! Hehe, they don't even know how to use a phone, your descendants are so unsophisticated!" Wukong laughed and scolded, "It seems you won't be able to use this scientist's skill for long, will you?"

Bajie ignored him, dialed a number on his own phone, and Wukong's phone started ringing. He taught the little monkey to press the answer button, saying,

"Put it to your ear again and listen. Can you hear me now?"

The monkey put the phone to his ear and happily said, "I can hear you!"

"Hmph, you can hear him even without this thing. You're not deaf!" an old monkey nearby said disdainfully. "Then can you hear me?"

"Yes, I can hear you very clearly," the monkey honestly replied. His words drew laughter from everyone.

"That's hilarious! Standing so close, of course you can hear us! Are you stupid?"

"So stupid!"

The little monkey blushed from the ridicule. Pigsy came to his rescue, saying, "Take this phone and run far away, the farther the better, and listen again to see if you can still hear me."

The little monkey grabbed the phone and ran. Several particularly curious monkeys followed him, and in no time, they disappeared without a trace. Bajie said into the phone, "Hello, hello, can you still hear me?"

A joyful cheer came from the other end, and the little monkey excitedly replied, "Yes! Very clearly!" His voice trembled slightly with excitement. Then, a cacophony of

voices , probably because the phone had been snatched away by the other monkeys.

Bajie handed the phone to the group of monkeys surrounding him, saying, "Listen, isn't that your companion's voice?"

The curious monkeys took the phone and, hearing the familiar voices of their friends, were all amazed. Bajie's phone was passed around among them, and they didn't want to put it down for a long time.

Chapter 162 A Reluctant Farewell

After a long while, the monkeys finally returned, hopping and skipping, with Wukong's phone. From a distance, they shouted, "Ah ha, it's amazing! We've traveled so far, and we can still hear you talking!"

"How far have you traveled?" an older monkey asked.

"We've walked at least three or four miles, almost down to the foot of the mountain, but we can still hear you talking clearly. Isn't that amazing?" the monkey said happily. "If we weren't worried about you, we'd like to run even further."

"Hehe, no wonder it took you so long to come back. You ran down the mountain." The old monkey suddenly realized and said, "Aren't you afraid of being caught? I heard that some monkeys are killed and their brains eaten after being caught, and some are chained up and made to jump around in the streets for people to watch. The consequences are all very tragic. Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? Of course we're afraid! Otherwise, we would all go down the mountain to play!" The little monkeys showed fear on their faces.

"Grandpa Great Sage, here's your magical thing back. But I don't quite understand. This thing has no hair, it's completely bald, and you can't eat it, so why is it called 'Hand Chicken'

?" the little monkey asked, handing the phone back to Wukong. His words made Bajie burst into laughter, and Wukong couldn't help but laugh too.

As they were laughing and joking, Wukong's phone rang with pleasant music again. This time, the monkeys were prepared, so they weren't startled like last time. One little monkey snatched the phone from Wukong's hand, listened to it for a while, and said in bewilderment, "Why is there no sound?"

Bajie chuckled and said, "Silly boy, you haven't pressed the answer button yet, of course there's no sound! You're even dumber than a pig!" He went over and pressed the answer button for him.

The little monkey put the phone to his ear again, and heard a woman's pleasant voice coming from the other end: "Hello, is this Wukong?" The little monkey just chuckled and didn't speak.

"Speak up, don't just laugh." The woman's voice came from the phone again. The little monkey put down the phone, stuck out his tongue at everyone, and said, "Wow, what a gentle woman's voice, it sounds like singing!" Hearing this, the other monkeys all rushed over to listen. Wukong hurriedly snatched the phone away. Situ Yu's melodious voice came through: "Hello, is that Wukong? Why are you just laughing? Say something

!"

"I'm talking to you, aren't I?" Wukong said with a grin.

"Oh, I thought you were teasing me. When are you arriving?" Situ Yu asked.

"Coming, coming," Wukong replied.

"Coming? Haven't you set off yet? I want to see you as soon as possible! Tell me where you are now, and I'll drive over to pick you up," Situ Yu asked.

"I'm at Flower Fruit Mountain," Sun Wukong said. "

Flower Fruit Mountain? You went back to Flower Fruit Mountain? When did you go back?" Situ Yu asked in surprise.

"No, no, this Flower Fruit Mountain isn't that Flower Fruit Mountain. This Flower Fruit Mountain isn't far from Lingwang City," Wukong said. Situ Yu said doubtfully, "Is there a Flower Fruit Mountain in Lingwang City? I don't think I've ever heard of it."

“That’s a new name I came up with. I don’t even remember what it was called before.” Wukong put down the phone and asked, “Hey, does anyone know what this place is called?”

“No.” An old monkey shook his head and answered.

“I don’t know either. We rarely come down the mountain.”

Wukong smiled and said into the phone, “If we don’t know, let’s just call it Flower Fruit Mountain.”

“Oh, no wonder, even I, a native

, am confused by you. It turns out you made up a name yourself.” Situ Yu said with a smile, “Since you can’t tell me the exact location, how am I supposed to pick you up?”

“You don’t need to pick me up. Bajie and I will be there soon.”

“Bajie? I just want to see you alone.” Situ Yu felt quite aggrieved.

“But, Bajie likes to eat rich people! Just grant his wish!” Wukong said with a laugh.

“Hehe, brother is right, I, Old Pig, especially like to eat rich people.” Bajie chimed in from the side. Situ Yu said helplessly, "Alright then, it's fine to bring him along since you insist."

After laughing and joking for a while, Wukong said to everyone, "My little ones, I have to leave you for a bit, I have something to do." The monkeys were shocked and said all at once, "Grandpa Great Sage, you're leaving us again? We don't want you to leave! We don't know when we'll see you again!"

"Can't I stay? Grandpa Great Sage, can't I stay?"

Wukong said with a smile, "I really do have something to do, I'll be back. To be honest, I don't want to leave you either."

Bajie was also a little reluctant to leave. The joyful atmosphere here

made him linger. He stammered, "Brother, I don't want to leave either. You can go wherever you want." Wukong thought to himself, "Your appetite is almost equal to that of all the monkeys. If you stay any longer, the monkeys might run out of food. You should come with me." He said, "Fool, you're reluctant to part with the delicious wild fruits on this mountain, aren't you? Don't worry, the place I'm taking you to will definitely have plenty of food, all you can eat!"

Hearing Wukong say that they would provide enough, Bajie's attitude immediately changed completely. He excitedly said, "That's good, that's good. I, Old Pig, don't have any grand ambitions in my life, I'm content as long as I can eat my fill! Brother, since there's such a good place, let's set off quickly, let's set off quickly!"

"Quite a quick change of attitude, hehe, then we'll be on our way. My little ones, Bajie and I are leaving, take care." Wukong waved to the monkeys and said.

The monkeys were reluctant to part, some saying, "Great Sage Grandpa, remember to come visit us whenever you have time." Others said, "Even if you don't have time, you must make time to come back!" Wukong nodded and agreed with everyone. Then he said to Bajie, "Bajie,

let's go!" He leaped into the air, his body already in mid-air, his feet resting on auspicious seven-colored clouds. Bajie followed closely behind.

"Wow, if only I could learn Grandpa Sage's somersault cloud, I could go down the mountain anytime and travel everywhere!" A little monkey stared intently at Wukong and Bajie in the sky, his eyes filled with envy and admiration.

"But... Grandpa Sage is like a dragon, appearing and disappearing without a trace. I wonder when he'll come back to teach us?" a monkey worried. "

Grandpa Sage said he would teach us. Let's all be patient and wait for Grandpa Sage to return," an old monkey comforted them.

Wukong and Bajie looked down from mid-air. There were a few collapsed houses in a city. Remembering what Situ Yu had said, Wukong said to Bajie, "Situ Yu said that the damage to Lingwang City from the earthquake wasn't too severe. I see that within a radius of over a hundred miles, this city's houses are the best preserved. This is probably the urban area of Lingwang City. Let's go down and take a look."

"Okay!" Bajie exclaimed happily. The two landed on a secluded open space.

"Brother, your appearance is just like a thunder god. You're likely to scare people," Bajie said, chuckling at Wukong. Wukong wiped his face, transforming back into the handsome, dashing young man, and grinned mischievously at Bajie: "Hehe, Bajie, you don't look much better. Even the most timid would be scared half to death by your appearance." "

Hehe, while my transformation skills aren't as good as yours, Brother Monkey, I can still manage to transform into an ordinary person," Bajie said, chanting an incantation and transforming himself into a burly, imposing man.

"Haha, let's go into town together, I'm sure we'll get a lot of attention," Bajie said confidently of his transformation.

"It's good enough that you didn't turn around and leave!" Wukong teased. "You look like a gangster. Here, take a pair of sunglasses, put them on." Wukong plucked a hair from his body, turned it into a pair of sunglasses, and handed them to Bajie, saying, "Try them on."

Bajie took them and put them on. Wukong looked at them and couldn't help but smile, saying, "Bajie, looking like this, you could work as a debt collector. I believe no one would dare to default on their debts, and all the deadbeats would hide away." Bajie huffed and said, "I'm a civilized person, I won't do that kind of rough work, it doesn't require any skills."

Chapter 163 Bullying the Weak and Fearing the Strong

The pedestrians on the street hurried along, their faces showing excitement.

"Brother, look how fast everyone on the street is walking, is there some free food somewhere?" Bajie asked. Wukong said, "If you want to know, just ask someone, right?"

Bajie grabbed a young man's sleeve, smiling broadly, and asked, "Young man, excuse me, where are you going?" The young man, caught off guard by Bajie's tug on his sleeve, snapped, "Mind your own business!" He broke free and ran off in a flash.

"Hmph, what kind of place is this? The people here are so rude, they won't even answer my questions," Bajie grumbled. Wukong laughed and said, "Don't be so cheeky, people will think you're asking them for money. Be serious!"

"Yeah, I'll be serious, I'll look cool!" Bajie wiped the smile from his lips, put on a serious face, and grabbed a middle-aged man hurrying by.

"Hey, what do you want?" The

middle-aged man felt uneasy seeing Bajie's attire, thinking that this guy was probably a gangster, judging by his expression and the sunglasses he was wearing!

"Nothing, just asking you something," Bajie said expressionlessly. The middle-aged man's face changed, and he said in a trembling voice, "Brother, I don't have much money with me, take it all, please don't hurt me!"

Bajie chuckled to himself. It turned out that people thought he was a highway robber. He felt very wronged and thought to himself, "Do I look like a robber? I, Old Pig, am a first-class law-abiding citizen." So he softened his tone and said, "Brother, don't panic. I just wanted to ask you something. Everyone on the street is walking in such a hurry. Is there some kind of free food out there?"

Hearing Bajie's words, the middle-aged man's wildly beating heart slowly calmed down. He clutched his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Oh dear, that almost scared me to death! I thought I'd been robbed in broad daylight!" He paused, then sternly rebuked, "Are you out of your mind? You don't even smile when you ask someone a question! Be kind, didn't your mother teach you that? Don't you know that walking around like that is a challenge to

social morality?"

Bajie was stunned by the scolding. Looking at himself, he saw that his clothes were fairly neat and there was nothing shameful about him. He weakly asked, "How is walking around like that a challenge to social morality?"

"You look like a thief!" the middle-aged man glared at Bajie and said.

Wukong laughed heartily and said to Bajie, "Hehe, you idiot, that's a very accurate assessment!" Bajie was hurt, thinking, "Who does my appearance bother me with? Why am I always the one who gets hurt?" Displeased, his face darkened, and he glared at the middle-aged man, saying, "Tell me, where do I look like a thief? When did I steal from you or rob you?"

The middle-aged man, who had just been blushing and scolding Bajie, immediately softened upon seeing Bajie's anger, smiling obsequiously and saying, "I'm sorry, I was just joking with you."

"Joking? Is that how you joke? Let me tell you, that's slander, an insult to my spirit!"

"I won't do it again, I won't do it again!" the middle-aged man nodded and bowed. Bajie suddenly understood. Ah, so this is how wonderful it is to get along with people! If you smile, they'll glare

at you. If you glare, they'll smile back!

"You still haven't answered me. Why are you in such a hurry?" Bajie asked.

"Oh, it's like this, someone jumped off a building on the street ahead, and everyone's rushing to see what's going on," the middle-aged man said.

"Really? The earthquake only happened a few days ago, and someone's already trying to kill themselves? Bajie, let's go see too," Wukong suggested. Bajie readily agreed, "Great! Although it's not like I'm getting free food, I'm still happy to watch the excitement." Seeing the middle-aged man still standing there, hesitant to leave, Bajie waved his hand and said, "That's all for you, go on!" The man, as if granted a pardon, hurriedly ran away and disappeared in an instant.

"Hehe, he runs pretty fast, he could compete in a 100-meter race. This guy, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, I really want to beat him up," Bajie said with a laugh.

"Hehe, bullying the weak and fearing the strong is a common human failing, not just his. That's the way of the world, that's the way of the world! It seems you, Pigsy, have this problem too," Wukong said with a laugh.

"I don't," Bajie argued.

"Don't? Who's the one crying and wailing every time they get captured by demons?"

Wukong exposed his secret.

Bajie was speechless, only chuckled, and changed the subject, saying, "Let's stop arguing here and hurry over to see who's jumping off the building."

Wukong and Bajie walked quickly for a while, and on another street, they found a dense crowd gathered, all looking up at the building. It was an unfinished high-rise, about twenty stories tall. Looking up, they could see a man who looked like a migrant worker standing on the top, pacing back and forth emotionally, muttering something. His voice wasn't loud, and the wind carried it away by the time it reached the ground; those on the ground couldn't hear him at all.

"Looks like he's about to jump. Haven't the police arrived yet?" a bystander asked.

"He just climbed up. Someone should have called the police, right?" someone said.

"Do you know why he jumped?"

"Someone said he was a migrant worker who had been working on this construction site for over a year without receiving a single penny. The foreman kept delaying payment. In a fit of anger, he climbed up the building intending to jump."

"Most likely, he was threatening the foreman to pay him. I don't think he'd actually jump."

"Yeah, these days we see so many of these kinds of stunts, nine times out of ten they're not real." A woman said, "It's all so unoriginal. It would be more exciting if someone actually jumped."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, boos erupted from the crowd.

"Damn it, are you a heartless bastard?"

"Why don't you climb up and jump yourself?"

The woman realized she had said the wrong thing and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Chapter 164 The Reason for Jumping

Among the onlookers, some seemed very excited. A young man looked up at the migrant workers walking back and forth above and shouted, "Jump! Jump! Why are you so scared at the crucial moment? You cowards!" His words drew glares from everyone, but the young man didn't care and continued to shout and curse at the workers above as if no one else was there.

An elderly man beside him, unable to bear it any longer, said to him, "Young man, watch your mouth, don't be so malicious. Do you really want him to jump? If he listened to you and actually jumped, wouldn't your conscience be troubled for the rest of your life?"

The young man scoffed at the old man's words, saying, "Forget it, don't give me your lectures. Aren't you standing there watching the show too? Look around, everyone's watching. They've abandoned their work, watching that guy's performance like fools, all wanting to see that spectacular moment he jumps. The only difference is that I spoke my mind, while you all keep your thoughts buried inside. You're all hypocrites."

The old man, unable to argue, shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Sigh, young people these days! Sigh, the world is going to the dogs!"

Many people, carrying professional or amateur cameras, were carefully searching for the best angle to capture that true moment of his descent.

The young man pointed at the people holding cameras, ready to take pictures, and said, "Look, they're all holding cameras. Are those tools for saving people? They probably just want to shout: 'Jump! Jump! Jump!' They're too embarrassed to yell, so I'll be a good guy and yell it out for them." He then shouted even louder, "Jump! Jump! Jump!"

Some people still rolled their eyes at him, but surprisingly, quite a few joined in the jeering.

"Sigh, I've lived a long life, and this is the first time I've met such a cold-blooded person," the old man shook his head vigorously, turned, and walked away, keeping a safe distance from the young man, as if avoiding a plague.

The construction worker on the roof stopped pacing. He stopped, sat down on the edge, and dangled his legs

in mid-air. A scream erupted from the crowd below, mostly from women.

"Why aren't the police here yet? He's about to jump!" one woman worried.

"Yeah, looks like this time it's for real. I heard that migrant worker not only hasn't received his wages for over a year, but his wife also left him for someone else. He's completely despondent."

"Sigh, so tragic. What's the point of a man living without money and a woman? He might as well be dead."

"Nonsense, even ants try to survive, let alone humans. If he doesn't get his wages, he can go after them. As for his woman leaving, he should be glad. A woman like that is better off without!" These words came from a bespectacled, refined-looking man.

Amidst everyone's eager anticipation, the police car finally arrived, followed closely by a red fire truck. As soon as the truck stopped, several policemen got out, carried three thick foam mats from the fire truck, and quickly laid them on the open ground below.

"Only three? How is that enough? The effective area is too small," someone muttered quietly.

“That should be enough, as long as the migrant worker jumps accurately,” someone joked beside him.

“But if he wants to jump accurately, he’ll need at least a long period of training. Of course, it would be even better if he were a former diver.”

The others couldn’t help but laugh. Someone said, “With such a small area, it really won’t be very effective.”

A policeman grabbed a megaphone and shouted loudly at the migrant worker on the roof, trying to win him over. However, the migrant worker seemed unmoved by their shouts, remaining silently seated on the edge of the roof with his legs dangling.

Three policemen quickly went up the stairs. Downstairs, only five firefighters remained, intently watching the situation on the roof, ready to move the foam mats to facilitate a rescue.

“Bajie, you stay here and watch. I’ll go up and see what to do,” Wukong instructed. Bajie chuckled and said, "What else is there to see? Just save him! Brother, you're so powerful, saving someone downstairs is a piece of cake!"

Wukong also laughed and said, "Of course, if I wanted to save him, it would be a piece of cake. But you have to understand, he tried to kill himself because he hadn't received his wages for over a year, so we need to address the root cause and find a way to get the money.

Otherwise, even if we save him this time, it won't help, and he'll just go up to the rooftop of another building!"

"Have you thought of a way?" Pigsy asked him.

"Not yet, that's why I wanted to go up and take a look," Monkey said.

The entrance was cordoned off by police, and ordinary people were not allowed to cross the line. Monkey didn't want to force his way in, so he transformed into a little swallow and fluttered his wings to the rooftop. He saw the migrant worker, ragged and disheveled, his face filled with sorrow. He didn't say a word, looking down at the ant-like crowd below.

On the rooftop, three policemen, panting heavily, had just run up when the migrant worker sitting beside them suddenly stood up and said, "Don't come any closer, or I'll jump!"

"Don't be impulsive. We can sit down and discuss this calmly. Can you tell us why you want to jump?" one of the policemen said gently to the migrant worker.

"Why do I want to jump? Because I want to die!" the migrant worker said bitterly after a long silence.

Chapter 168 Tasting Death

The police asked him, "You need a reason to die, right? You can't just kill yourself for no reason." The migrant worker was silent for a while, then waved his hands and said, "I've worked on this lousy construction site for over a year, sweating buckets, but I haven't received a single penny of wages! The foreman embezzled my money! Now I'm penniless, my wife has left me, what's the point of living? I might as well die! Go away, don't save me, just let me die!"

"You're really stupid, jumping off a building over this? It's just a year's wages, is it worth committing suicide for such a trivial amount? You could have pursued your unpaid wages through normal channels!" a policeman tried to persuade him.

"Hmph, normal channels? What good are they? I went to the labor department to complain, they said they'd investigate, but it's been over a year and they still haven't gotten any results. I went to the contractor's house to make a scene, and when I came out, I was brutally beaten up without any explanation, almost crippled. Tell me, what normal channels can I use? I'm penniless now, I don't even have money for food. Even if I don't jump off a building, I'll starve to death." The migrant worker became agitated again.

The policeman was at a loss

for words. Alas, poor migrant workers, always the oppressed.

After a moment of silence, the policeman spoke again, "But think about it carefully. If you jump, wouldn't that be letting that contractor get away with it? He could lose one person's wages and might be laughing in some corner!"

The migrant worker sighed and said, "I'm just a little unwilling. Why should that damned contractor get away with it? If I wasn't unwilling, I would have jumped already. Don't push me. If you push me too far, I really will jump."

"Actually, our police have already sent someone to contact your contractor. He will be here soon and will bring you the money in person. You must stay calm. Remember, don't let that contractor get away with it!" the policeman comforted him.

"Really? You're not kidding me, are you?" the migrant worker asked, still doubtful.

"I'm not kidding you. Once we find the contractor, our police will bring him up to see you immediately," the policeman promised. The migrant worker pulled his feet back up and said, "Then I'll wait for him to come up."

Seeing that he was starting to change his mind, the policeman talked to him even more patiently, encouraging him. Gradually, the migrant worker's emotions stabilized.

After more than ten minutes, a

short, stout man was brought up by the police. The migrant worker's eyes lit up, and he said angrily, "You've finally come." The stout man looked reluctant and said, "Li Tusheng, who are you putting on this for? Didn't you promise to pay me next month? You have no patience at all."

"Pay me next month? You've said that so many times. Every month you've given us the same answer!" the migrant worker said angrily. "If you don't pay me today, I'll jump off this cliff and haunt you as a ghost!"

"Oh, I'm so scared! Go ahead and jump if you dare! Who do you think you're fooling with these tricks? Humph, if the police hadn't forced me to come, I really wouldn't have been interested in watching your show!" the foreman said disdainfully.

"Shut up! How can you be so cold-blooded? A living, breathing life! What do you take him for?" The policeman couldn't stand it anymore and glared at the foreman, saying, "Let me tell you, if he really jumps, you won't escape responsibility either!"

The foreman finally shut up.

"Did you bring the money?" the policeman asked him.

“I brought it. I brought all the money from home. Give him this much for now, the rest will be paid next month.” The foreman

reluctantly pulled five bills from his pocket and waved them in front of the policeman.

“Five hundred yuan?” The policeman could hardly believe it.

“Yes, that’s all I have.” The foreman spread his hands, indicating he couldn’t afford more.

The migrant worker was greatly disappointed. He said, “I’ve worked for over a year, earning almost twenty thousand yuan. You’re only giving me five hundred yuan like squeezing toothpaste? Are

you trying to fob me off? I don’t want it!” The foreman put the money back in his pocket and said, “Fine, don’t take it! Officers, you all saw it. It’s not that I don’t want to give him the money, it’s that he said he doesn’t want it. Whatever happens is none of my business.” He then gave a smug laugh.

Wukong, who had witnessed everything, thought to himself, “I’ve seen many bad people, but such a cold-blooded one is rare. Let him experience the taste of jumping off a building first.”

Wukong, transformed into a dragonfly, flew to the foreman, grabbed his collar, and lifted him into the air.

"Ah, what's going on? Why am I hanging in mid-air? Help!" the contractor cried for help.

The three policemen and the migrant workers present were also greatly surprised. It was strange; how could a perfectly normal person suddenly float up? And it was floating further and further away, gradually leaving

the rooftop and drifting outwards.

"Help! Grab me, quick!" the contractor shouted to the migrant workers. The migrant workers watched silently, without moving. The three policemen tried to help, but he was floating too fast, and they couldn't hold him back. They watched as his short, stout body floated away from the rooftop and then quickly fell downwards.

Chapter 169

The appearance of the mansion contractor caused a commotion. A large number of migrant workers rushed forward and surrounded the contractor, countless eyes fixed on the large bag hanging on his shoulder, their gazes urgent and fervent.

"Don't worry, everyone will get a share. I've already called the cashier, and we'll pay you six months' wages first." The foreman had barely finished speaking when some of the workers shouted, "Why only six months' wages? Didn't you just say you'd get the whole amount?"

The foreman smiled wryly and said, "I wanted to pay you all at once, but I just spoke with the big boss, Situ Nan, and he said the project hasn't been inspected yet, so he can't give me the payment. I brought all the money I had at home, even the ten and five yuan coins, and I borrowed a lot from relatives and friends. It should be enough to pay you all for six months. I'll settle the accounts with Boss Situ as soon as possible and pay you the rest. Please trust me."

Although the workers were somewhat disappointed, receiving six months' wages was still a good thing, so after a few complaints, they all accepted it.

"Well, getting six months' wages

is good enough; it's better than not getting a penny!" someone advised.

"Yes, let's accept it first!"

"Since everyone has no objections, please wait in my temporary office. I'll go up to the roof and bring Hei Zi down. He desperately needs money; he was really so poor that he wanted to jump. I'll give him all his wages. Does anyone have any objections?" the foreman asked.

"No! Of course not! It would be even better if we got all our wages too, then we'd have even fewer objections!" Everyone laughed as they rushed into the temporary office inside the building.

Accompanied by the police, the foreman went upstairs. Bajie said, "This guy is actually quite trustworthy." Wukong laughed, "Between money and life, even a fool would choose life. Because a person only has one life, but money lost can be earned back. Besides, this money is the migrant workers' hard-earned money; it's what they deserve. He'll pay them eventually, it's just a matter of time." As

the two were talking, Wukong's phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Situ Yu calling. Situ Yu asked on the phone, "Have you arrived yet?" Wukong said, "Almost there, but something delayed me a little."

Finding Situ Yu's house wasn't difficult. Many people knew about Situ Nan's house. A kind middle-aged man even led Wukong and Bajie to Situ Yu's house.

Situ Yu and Liu Yueyue were waiting at the door. Seeing Wukong arrive, they rushed over. Situ Yu grabbed Wukong's hand, saying eagerly, "I haven't seen you for days! I was so worried! Are you alright?" Her eyes scanned Wukong, and she only relaxed when she saw that he was indeed unharmed.

Bajie, feeling neglected, protested, "Little Yu, I'm standing right in front of you like a tree, can't you even see me?" Liu Yueyue chuckled, "Brother Pig, you look so ugly when you're angry."

"Yueyue, what are you doing here, little girl? Are you like me, always freeloading?" Bajie teased her.

Yueyue blushed at Bajie's words, saying, "You're the one freeloading! I came with Sister Yu, waiting for Brother Sun!" Bajie looked at Situ Yu's house—a five-story European-style building, covering dozens of acres, like a white palace. Bajie's eyes widened in admiration. "Xiaoyu, your house is so grand!"

Situ Yu smiled and said to Wukong and the other man, "Come in quickly

, my dad is waiting for you in the hall!" Bajie muttered under his breath, "Waiting for us? He's waiting for Sun Wukong, isn't he?" As he spoke, he followed Situ Yu inside. The interior was even more luxurious, with a large, spacious, and bright living room.

"Dad, Mom, the guests have arrived!" Situ Yu called out loudly from afar.

Situ Nan and his wife came out to greet them. Wukong saw that Situ Nan was of medium height, and although his hair was already gray, he was full of energy. His wife, Situ Nan, looked very similar to Situ Yu. If it weren't for the few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, it would be easy to mistake her for Situ Yu.

"This child, in her twenties, still acts like a child, always shouting and making a scene for the guests," Situ Nan's wife said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm in a good mood. Wukong, this is my dad, and this woman who looks a lot like me is my mom, don't we look alike?" Situ Yu asked.

Wukong nodded and said, "They do look alike. If you hadn't introduced them, I would have thought you were sisters!" Situ Yu was greatly shocked, pouting and saying, "Are you kidding me? She's my mother! Aren't you indirectly mocking me for looking old?"

Bajie laughed heartily,

gloating , "Oh, you misspoke, didn't you? Xiao Yu, don't pay any attention to him from now on!" Situ Yu said, "Yes, I won't pay any attention to him anymore!"

Chapter 170 Familiar Gaze

Madam Situ affectionately hugged her daughter's slender waist, smiling as she said to Wukong, "I'm sorry, my daughter has been spoiled by me since she was little, and she speaks without thinking. Please don't laugh at her." Afterwards, Wukong and Bajie were invited to sit down. A servant brought tea, and Bajie picked it up and smelled it. He was immediately struck by its wonderful aroma and couldn't help but praise it, saying repeatedly, "Good tea, good tea!"

Situ Nan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Pig, you're quite the connoisseur of tea. Indeed, this is truly excellent tea, brewed with Yunnan Pu'er tea leaves that have been treasured for twenty years, and the water used for brewing is spring water from ten miles away." Bajie said enviously, "Ah, it's good to be rich. Boss Situ, you really know how to enjoy life."

Situ Yu asked with concern, "Wukong, you said on the phone that something came up that delayed you. What exactly happened?"

"There was something. Someone wanted to jump off a building, and Bajie and I went to watch the excitement," Wukong said casually, secretly glancing at Situ Nan, noticing a flash of displeasure on his face.

"Jump off a building? Good heavens, who was it that wanted to

jump ? Was he injured?" Situ Yu asked anxiously. Bajie embellished the story, then chuckled and said to Situ Nan, "Mr. Situ, I heard that the building was constructed by your Huanyu Construction Company. The migrant worker who threatened to jump was called Heizi, do you know him?"

"No! I have thousands of workers under my command, but I don't know many of them," Situ Nan said calmly.

"He's been working on the construction site for over a year without receiving a single penny of wages. He's so poor he doesn't even have money for food. You must not know his situation?" Wukong asked.

"I don't know. After the project is completed and passes inspection, I pay the contractor. As for how he pays the workers' wages, I never inquire. To be honest, a small contractor just called me, saying a worker was threatening to jump and wanted to borrow several hundred thousand yuan to pay the worker's wages. I said the project hasn't been inspected yet, how can I pay you? What if it fails inspection?" Situ Nan's smile vanished, replaced by a coldness. The previously harmonious atmosphere vanished instantly.

"You just watched that

worker jump from the twentieth floor? He was risking his life for you, after all. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Mr. Situ is incredibly wealthy; he wouldn't care about a few pennies, would he?" Wukong seemed oblivious to Situ Nan's cold expression and continued speaking without hesitation.

"It's not a matter of whether I care or not; it's a matter of principle! My principle is to pay only after the inspection is passed. I can't break the rules for one person. Is Mr. Sun here to interrogate me?" Situ Nan's voice rose several octaves.

Mrs. Situ quickly tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, there's no need for anyone to get angry. Husband, really, you donate a lot to Ciyun Temple every year. What's wrong with helping a worker?"

"Didn't I just say? This is the rule; it can't be broken casually!" Situ Nan glared at her.

"Hmph, rich but heartless. I've seen another example of this today. I, Old Sun, disdain associating with such people. Farewell!" Wukong said, standing up and leaving.

"Go ahead!" Situ Nan said coldly. "The door's over there."

Situ Yu was almost in tears. The situation had suddenly become tense, and she was completely at a loss. By the time she reacted, Wukong had already left.

"Wait for me!" Bajie shouted, chasing after him.

"Dad, you..." Situ Yu gave her father a resentful look and stood up as well.

"Sit down! Don't go out!" Situ Nan commanded sternly. "I deliberately drove him away. Keeping him here will only cause more trouble. I've had people look into Sun Wukong . He ruined the once invincible Wutong Yeyu in Aolai Kingdom. He's a troublemaker, and I don't want you to be friends with him."

"But he's on the side of justice; he's a good person," Situ Yu argued.

“Xiaoyu, your understanding of justice and good people is too one-sided. Take your dad, for example. My company makes money from the cheap labor of my workers. On the surface, I'm a capitalist who exploits workers; I'm evil. But I also support thousands of workers, so I seem to be righteous. Tell me, am I a good person or a bad person?” Situ Nan tried to reason with her.

“Dad, I feel like I don’t know you anymore. You’re selfish, cold-blooded, and profit-driven. You’re

so !” Situ Yu turned her head away, ignoring her father.

“Xiaoyu, you’re not allowed to talk to your father like that!” Mrs. Situ scolded.

“Fine, I won’t say anything then!” Situ Yu said angrily, then turned and went upstairs to her room and locked herself in.

As Wukong stepped out the door, Bajie caught up, grabbing Wukong's shoulder and saying, "Brother, why are you leaving so suddenly? Wouldn't it have been better to have a big meal before leaving? That way you could vent your anger."

"I can't eat, I feel nauseous. You idiot, if you like it, go back. I didn't stop you."

"No, since you're leaving, brother, I can't be spineless. We'll go together!" Bajie said, puffing out his chest.

"Well done, you truly are a pig with backbone!" Wukong praised.

Just then, a Mercedes-Benz drove straight towards Wukong and Bajie, screeching to a halt at the door.

"Wow, what a beautiful car!" Bajie exclaimed enviously. "Sitting inside must be very comfortable."

The car door opened, and the driver got out first, then went around to the back to open the door, respectfully saying, "We've arrived at Mr. Situ's house. Please get out!" As soon as he finished speaking, a man and a woman got out of the car

.

Bajie's eyes widened in astonishment. The woman was graceful, with a rosy complexion and captivatingly large, watery eyes. Pigsy quickly covered his nose, barely managing to stop the gushing blood.

The man beside her, however, was rather unattractive. He had deep-set eyes, a hooked nose, curly, grayish-brown hair, rough skin, and a tall, stocky build, resembling a clumsy bear. But what deeply wounded Pigsy was that the alluring woman had placed her fragrant, lotus-root-like arms in the clumsy bear's embrace.

"Brother, look, this is a classic example of a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung," Pigsy whispered to Monkey. Monkey seemed not to hear. He carefully examined the woman, a sense of déjà vu washing over him. The woman, seeing Monkey, was also startled, but quickly regained her composure and smiled sweetly at him.

Who was she? Why did he feel a sense of familiarity?

Monkey searched his vast memory bank. After walking a few steps, he stopped and turned his head. The woman swayed her slender waist into Wukong's line of sight. That captivating gaze and alluring figure looked vaguely familiar.

Ye Fang! The name popped into Wukong's mind

. Yes, Ye Fang from "Wutong Night Rain"! Although she seemed to have had plastic surgery, her eyes and figure were something no amount of work could change!

Chapter 171 Rushing into a Fragrant Embrace

Seeing Wukong deep in thought, Bajie couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Brother, you always say I, Pigsy, can't resist a pretty girl. I think you've got the same problem. Ah, it's understandable, really. From behind, that woman's swaying walk was so captivating, her hips seemed to speak volumes. Any man would be tempted to get a nosebleed. Hehe, luckily I was smart enough to cover my nose beforehand, otherwise there would be blood everywhere!"

Wukong snapped out of his reverie, smiled at Bajie's teasing, and said, "Bajie, don't talk nonsense. That woman is an acquaintance of mine." Bajie laughed even harder, gesturing wildly, saying repeatedly, "No wonder you were so distracted, brother! You've met your old flame! Tell me, where did you meet? What's the romantic story behind it?"

"What romantic story? Come to think of it, my reputation was almost ruined by her!" Wukong laughed as he recounted his experiences at Wutong Manor to Bajie. Bajie's mouth watered as he spoke of Ye Fang's constant flirting.

"Oh dear, brother, why don't you take the meat that's practically in your mouth? What a waste! If only I were you

, such a wonderful woman, tsk tsk..." Bajie felt a pang of regret for Wukong.

"I'm just guessing, I can't be sure yet, because her appearance has changed a lot, but her eyes are still so captivating, especially her alluring walk, I remember it clearly. Is she trying to harm Situ Nan now? Or are they having some kind of affair?" Wukong said.

"Finding out if she's Ye Fang isn't difficult! Let's go back and ask her, maybe Situ Nan will even invite us for a big meal! Let's go, let's go find her." Bajie turned and headed towards the Situ family's house. Wukong grabbed him, saying, "Wait, going in like this won't work. We won't get any results. Ye Fang knows I wiped out Wutong Yeyu, she'll avoid me like the plague, why would she admit her identity in front of Situ Nan? We need to think things through more carefully."

"Then have you thought of a good way?" Bajie asked.

"I have a way. I'm good at transformation, I can turn into a tiny mosquito and fly in, maybe I can find out the truth."

"No, that's not a good idea!" Bajie immediately objected. "

Why not? I think it's great

, we can do it without anyone noticing, we won't alert her."

"But, but then I won't be able to see that beauty! I won't do it, we should all go in together." Bajie complained.

"You can go in, can you transform?" Wukong asked him.

"Transformation? It's child's play, of course I can. Although I can't transform as small as you, brother, turning into a kitten or something is no problem!" Bajie said proudly.

"Then show me how you transform?" Wukong said.

"Transform, transform!" Bajie muttered to himself, and in a flash, he transformed into a large tabby cat, chubby and with small, bright eyes that darted around at Wukong, and big ears. Wukong laughed heartily, saying, "Haha, this is the first time I've ever seen a tabby cat with small eyes and big ears! How rare! But it's quite cute, being chubby. I hope you're lucky and don't get thrown out by the servants of the Situ family."

Bajie meowed twice at him.

"Alright, I know you're in a hurry, let's go together!" Wukong transformed into a mosquito, biting Bajie and saying, "Let's go, I'll save my energy, I don't need to fly."

The

tabby cat meowed twice in dissatisfaction, expressing its disdain, and then hopped towards the Situ family's house. The gate was tightly shut, and the wall stood high. The tabby cat was at a loss.

"Jump! Just jump over the wall," Wukong whispered in its ear.

The wall was at least two meters high, and the tabby cat tried to jump twice, but couldn't even reach halfway up.

"Ugh, so useless!" Wukong transformed back into his original form, picked up the big tabby cat, and threw it over the wall. The cat let out two angry meows.

"Hehe, sorry, I used too much force." Wukong chuckled. Then he transformed into a mosquito and flew over the wall. The big tabby cat had vanished.

"I can't wait! That idiot, always so impatient." Wukong cursed inwardly.

Entering the living room, he saw Situ Nan chatting happily with the blond-haired man, while Madam Situ and the graceful beauty were also talking and laughing quietly. The big tabby cat meowed in the living room, trying to attract attention.

"Huh? When did a big tabby cat come in? Strange, the door was closed, how did it get in?" Madam Situ muttered to herself.

"Oh, Madam Situ, your tabby cat is really cute, chubby and plump, it looks very prosperous." The beauty said with a smile.

"Miss Ye likes kittens?" Madam Situ asked.

"Yes, Xiao Fang loves cats. She has eight kittens at her home in the US," the blond man said in broken Mandarin. "She loves cats more than she loves me, her master!"

Wukong, who was listening nearby, realized his judgment was correct; this woman was indeed Ye Fang. But wasn't she in Aolai Country? When did she go to the US? And why did she become this blond monster's disciple?

Hearing that Ye Fang loved kittens, the big tabby cat was greatly encouraged. It leaped forward and jumped into Ye Fang's fragrant arms.

Chapter 172 The Forgotten Mirror

Situ Nan said, "Mr. McKee, lately I've been having nightmares, I can't eat or sleep well, and I'm easily irritable. So I invited you here to help me treat this. Thank you for your help."

"Yes, these days Situ has been having nightmares every night, and after waking up, he can't fall back asleep. Mr. McKee, you must help him," Mrs. Situ said sincerely. The burly

man called McKee smiled and said, "Mr. Situ, you don't need to be so polite. We've been old friends for many years. If you have a favor to ask, I will certainly do my best to help. Let's not delay any longer, let's do it here. Mrs. Situ, could you please leave for a moment? I'm afraid you might be frightened."

"Alright, I'll go upstairs and talk to Xiaoyu. That girl might still be sulking!" Mrs. Situ smiled, got up, and was about to go upstairs.

The large tabby cat was quite restless in Ye Fang's arms, its head nuzzling against her soft, high chest. Ye Fang held it in one arm, giggling, "This tabby cat is so cute! McKee, look, its ears are at least three times bigger than yours. Such large cat ears are really rare. McKee, you

've seen a lot, take a closer look and see what breed this tabby cat is?"

The burly man with gray-yellow hair took the tabby cat, examined it carefully, and shook his head, saying, "I've seen many cats, but this is the first time I've seen fur like this. Look, not only are its ears unusually large, but its eyes are also squinted into slits, not like cat eyes, more like pig eyes. How strange, how strange. Madam Situ, may I ask what rare breed this cat you keep is?" Madam

Situ was about to go upstairs when she heard McKee ask her, so she smiled slightly and said, "I'm not quite sure where it came from either, perhaps it's a stray cat. If Miss Ye likes it, you can take it home and raise it. It seems it really likes following you around." After saying that, she went upstairs quietly.

Bajie sneezed several times from the pungent perfume on McKee, meowing loudly in protest. He kicked and struggled to break free from McKee's embrace, his eyes pleadingly fixed on Ye Fang.

"McKee, you're not welcome here. Give it back to me," Ye Fang said.

"Okay, it seems a little resistant to me." McKee handed the kitten to Ye Fang and returned to her arms. The kitten

was overjoyed, scratching and clawing at Ye Fang's chest with its front paws.

"Hehe, is it hungry and looking for milk?" McKee chuckled. Ye Fang grabbed its paws and threatened, "Stay put, or I'll put you down."

The kitten quieted down and nestled obediently in her arms. Ye Fang was delighted and said, "Hehe, so well-behaved!" She leaned down and kissed the kitten's cheek. Bajie was so happy he almost fainted.

Seeing that Mrs. Situ had gone upstairs, McKee said to the listless Situ Nan, "Mr. Situ, tell me about your illness."

Situ Nan said, "There was an earthquake a while ago, and I was terrified. I was worried that my good days were coming to an end. I'm only sixty years old this year, and I've built up a huge fortune that I haven't even had a chance to enjoy. I'm so unwilling to leave like this! In the days that followed, I kept having all sorts of weird dreams, which were terrifying."

"What kind of dreams did you have?"

"I dreamt of brothers who used to risk their lives with me. It's strange, some memories seem very distant, yet also very close. I recognize all those brothers in the dreams, but after waking up, I can't remember who they are. In my memory, I

used to be a smuggler and drug dealer, and many brothers worked for me. Those brothers who lost their lives for me are always bothering me, complaining incessantly in my ear. It's so annoying." Situ Nan said distressedly.

McKee pulled a small bronze mirror from his pocket and said to Situ Nan, "You might remember that this 'Mirror of Oblivion' once erased your past memories, but that was only temporary. When the brain encounters very strong stimulation, the memories will unconsciously return. I believe that some of your memories have returned now, which isn't good, is it? Regaining memories isn't a good thing."

"Please help me, Mr. McKee, I'm about to go crazy," Situ Nan pleaded.

"Alright, I'll help you this one more time, since we're old friends. Look at this bronze mirror, relax your body, relax. You are now a newborn baby, lying in a cradle, rocking, rocking..." McKee muttered incantations, and soon, Situ Nan fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Fang watched quietly from the side.

McKee placed his right hand on Situ Nan and murmured, "Wake up. You've had a nap; it's time to wake up." Situ Nan slowly

opened his eyes and asked blankly, "Who are you? Where am I?"

"I'm your good friend McKee. This is your home." McKee's voice was deep, as if it came from another mysterious space.

"Good friend McKee. My home," Situ Nan murmured.

"Where is she? I don't think I know her," Situ Nan said, pointing to Ye Fang. Ye Fang smiled sweetly at him.

"She's your investment advisor, Ye Fang. From now on, all your investments will be decided by her," McKee said calmly. He put away the small bronze mirror and placed it in his pocket.

"Okay, I'll listen to her from now on," Situ Nan nodded.

It's amazing! This little bronze mirror has such magical effects; it can control a person's brain. I'll find a chance to steal it and play with it, take it to the Western Paradise to show the Buddha and the others, and control their brains. Then I can go wherever I want without anyone interfering! Wukong was lost in his daydreams. ( Chapter 173,

April 25th) Ye Fang, still tightly embracing the large tabby cat that Bajie had transformed into, walked out of the Situ family's door with a grin. The cat nestled in Ye Fang's arms, its eyes half-closed in blissful contentment. "Are you really going to take it back? It's a mixed-breed cat," McKee asked. "Yes, I'm going to take it back so it can stay with me every day," Ye Fang said gently, stroking the cat. "What does it matter if it's a mixed-breed cat? I think it's cute. Look. How cute it is with its eyes closed." Wukong flew over and slipped into Bajie's large ear, whispering, "Hey, you idiot, you're not thinking of going with her, are you? Try to get away!" Bajie, immersed in his sweet embrace, remained unmoved by Wukong's words. Even after Ye Fang and the others got into the car, Bajie didn't move, showing no intention of leaving Ye Fang's arms. "Sigh, incorrigible! This pig-headed idiot, he's hopeless!" Wukong bit Bajie hard on his big ear, making Bajie meow in pain. "Ouch, are you hungry? Bear with it, we'll give you something good to eat when we get back to the hotel." Ye Fang gently patted the big tabby cat's body, comforting it . "Yes, let's celebrate properly when we get back to the hotel. Things went very smoothly. Situ Nan's huge fortune is about to fall into our hands, hahaha." McKee laughed triumphantly. Ye Fang also laughed heartily, saying, "McKee, your hypnosis is really amazing. I made the right choice in becoming your apprentice." McKee hugged Ye Fang tightly, laughing heartily, "Of course, your judgment is the best." "But, did you notice just now that Situ Nan's daughter doesn't seem to like us much? I heard she's quite capable. Although she only graduated from university not long ago, she can already handle things on her own. Will she ruin our big plan?" Ye Fang was a little worried. “It’s alright, just a little girl, easy to handle. We’ll hypnotize her when we get the chance, then she’ll have to obey us, won’t she? Hehe.” McKee chuckled maliciously. He pulled a small bronze mirror from his pocket, toying with it in his hand, and said smugly, “No one can resist my manipulation.” “Including me?” Ye Fang smiled slyly and said, “Am I your prey too?” McKee cackled, like a smug goose.

"

What mischief are you up to now? No need to ask, just look at that smile, it's definitely nothing good. Are you plotting something with Situ Nan's daughter?" Ye Fang pouted, clearly annoyed.

"No, no! You're enough for me!"

Ye Fang laughed. "McGee, you're not being sincere at all."

"Oh my god, I've given you my whole heart, and you say I'm not sincere? I love you, Ye Fang!" McGee protested.

"If you really love me, you should give me that little bronze mirror to keep safe. That would show how important I am to you," Ye Fang said. McKee waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No, no! You know how important this bronze mirror is to me; I can't be without it for a moment. I've told you before that I come from a family of magicians, and the reason my family has dominated the magic world for hundreds of years is because we possess this Mirror of Oblivion. With it, we can manipulate everyone. It's no exaggeration to say that when my magic reaches its peak, I can even manipulate inanimate objects, like stones!"

"Hmph, you men, you say one thing and do another,

you're not even as good as a little animal. Right, little darling?" Ye Fang pressed her face against the tabby cat.

"Meow," the tabby cat meowed understandingly twice.

"McKee, I saw Sun Wukong today. He just came out of Situ Nan's house when we got off the bus," Ye Fang said.

"Sun Wukong? Is that the person you mentioned before who caused such a commotion at Wutong Night Rain?" McKee asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's him. I wonder if he recognized me? I think I paused for a moment when I saw him."

"Really? You're overthinking it. Didn't you say you had plastic surgery? How could he recognize you?"

Wukong chuckled to himself, thinking, "Heh heh, you've really underestimated my eyesight! My Fiery Eyes aren't fake.

" "If Sun Wukong gets involved, this will be troublesome. That guy's skills are formidable!" Ye Fang said, frowning.

"Heh heh, look how scared you are. Is Sun Wukong really that powerful? If I run into him, I'll definitely show him what I, McKee, am capable of! I won't be McKee if I don't beat him to his knees begging for mercy!" McKee scoffed.

Wukong couldn't contain himself any longer and revealed himself. He shouted

, "Bah! Yellow-haired monster, I'm right here! Show me your skills and let's see who's the real deal!"

Ye Fang was terrified, her face turning pale. She asked in a trembling voice, "Sun Wukong, when did you get on the train?"

"Haha, I came in with my brother," Wukong said with a grin.

"Your brother? Where is he?" Ye Fang looked around frantically.

"In your arms!" Wukong pointed to the large tabby cat in her arms. "You've been holding him for so long, aren't you tired?"

Ye Fang was so frightened that she threw the tabby cat into Wukong's arms. Wukong snatched it, grinning, and said, "Idiot, show yourself! I've abandoned you!" The cat rolled around on the seat, and Bajie, like a black tower, stood in front of Ye Fang. He grinned and snuggled up to Ye Fang, saying, "Good sister, I want another hug."

McGee stopped the car, opened the door, jumped out, and said, "Sun Wukong, come down and spar!"

Chapter 174 Plucking Hair

(Sorry for the late update today, so I'll combine two chapters into one. Tonight is the opening ceremony of the Olympics, I hope everyone enjoys watching!)

McGee shouted loudly from outside the car, his long hairy arm pointing at Wukong, muttering in his American accent. Even a fool could tell he was probably swearing. Bajie encouraged Wukong from inside the car, "Brother, that yellow-haired monster is swearing at you!"

"How do you know he's swearing at me? Can't he swear at you?" Wukong laughed.

"Haha, I can read lips, I know he's cursing you. He's challenging you to a duel, hurry up and go down to meet him, don't let that blond-haired monster get the upper hand!" Actually, he was thinking, "You go down, let me be alone with this beautiful woman, maybe something unexpected will happen."

Wukong got out of the car, looking relaxed at the gesturing McGee, and asked, "Hey, McGee, what are you muttering about? Are you using some uncivilized language? That's not good. China is a land of etiquette. Since you're here, you must adapt to local customs and get rid of your bad habits from the US, otherwise, you'll be an unwelcome person."

"Sun, I challenge you!" McGee roared at Wukong, clenching his fists the size of a bowl. He was at least two meters tall, with a huge body and a head of gray-yellow hair. When he got angry, he looked like a golden-haired lion king, no, he should look like a blond-haired lion king.

"Alright, let's have a match! You'd better set the rules: fists or swords?" Wukong scoffed.

"Hmph, let's have fists. I come from a renowned family of magicians, and I've inherited the family's true magical skills. If I were to compete with you in magic, even if I won, it wouldn't be honorable. Let's settle things with fists." McGee brandished his large fist in front of Wukong, looking down at him. In his mind, this young man, a whole head shorter than him, couldn't possibly escape unscathed from his punches.

"Alright, then let's see your fist skills." Wukong said with a grin.

"Be serious, this is a martial arts match! Be careful, or I'll beat you until your head bleeds!" McGee was annoyed by Wukong's frivolous attitude.

"A broken head? My head is harder than granite, it's not that easy to break." Wukong

leaned forward and said, "Don't believe me? Try hitting me a couple of times."

McGee was furious, saying, "How dare you look down on me? Fine, I'll show you what I'm made of!" With that, he raised his fist and smashed it into Wukong's head. A loud "Bang!" was heard, followed by a cry of pain from McGee. He clutched his throbbing right hand with his left, staring at Wukong with astonishment. Just now, McGee had only used half his strength, merely testing whether Wukong's head could withstand his blow. Sigh

, if he had used any more force, his right hand would probably be ruined. Thank goodness he only used half his strength! McGee secretly rejoiced.

But why did Wukong's head seem completely unharmed? McGee was very puzzled. Had he mastered the Iron Head Technique of Chinese Kung Fu? " Yes, that must be it. Next time, I'll avoid his head and sneak up on his chest. Let's see what he does

then!" McGee couldn't help but feel smug about his brilliant idea. "How about another round?" Seeing McGee's hesitation, Goku still grinned and said, "You

can . Just let me admire your magic mirror, and I'll let bygones be bygones. That last blow will be as if it never happened."

"You're dreaming! I won't let you see my magic mirror so easily. I wasn't prepared just now, so it doesn't count. I want to go again!" McGee protested.

"If you want, hit me as many times as you like. A hundred times, a thousand times, no problem. Just don't blame me if your hand can't take it." Goku didn't care and still stretched out his head, waiting quietly.

Heh heh, there are actually such fools in this world! McGee really wanted to laugh out loud. There are actually people willing to be beaten up. I wonder if they're a bit psychologically disturbed. He stepped forward, raised his big fist, and smashed it down on Goku's head. Goku still didn't dodge or flinch. "I'm not that stupid! I won't make the same mistake twice!" McGee thought to himself, changing the direction of his fist and delivering a powerful right hook to Goku's chest.

"Ouch!" McGee let out an even louder scream. Goku remained as immovable as a mountain; McGee's right fist struck Goku's chest as if hitting a rock—there was no sound, but his right hand ached.

The pain pierced his very soul, contorting his face in agony.

"McGee, you ambushed me!" Wukong laughed. "The consequences of ambushing someone aren't pleasant, are they? Ugh, are all you Americans so untrustworthy and fickle? We agreed you'd only hit my head, but you shot me in the chest! Luckily, my bones are strong enough, otherwise, a broken sternum would be difficult to set."

McGee nearly fainted. Both of his attacks had ended in injury. Why was he always the one who got hurt? He wanted to cry to ease his fear.

"If it hurts, just cry!" Wukong said sympathetically, seeing McGee's face contorted in pain.

"Well done, you really have some skill. Looks like I'll have to use my trump card!" McGee said through gritted teeth. Then, with his hands clasped together and muttering incantations, suddenly, McKee grew another meter taller, reaching a full three meters. A pair of enormous wings sprouted from his body, and a sharp, curved beak emerged from his massive head. His hands and feet transformed into claws.

"An eagle?" Wukong laughed. "I've never seen an eagle this big before. Haha,

once I catch it, I'll soak it in a big jar to make wine. I've heard it has miraculous effects in dispelling wind and promoting blood circulation!"

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!" the eagle roared angrily, spreading its enormous wings and swooping down on Wukong. Wukong leaped into the air, dodging behind the eagle, and mounted it.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, because I've heard that the effects of wine made from a dead eagle are greatly reduced." Wukong straddled the eagle, one hand gripping its neck feathers, the other free to pluck feathers from its wings.

The eagle was in excruciating pain, carrying Wukong as it flew erratically through the air. Wukong ignored it, focusing only on plucking its feathers. Soon, he had plucked most of the feathers from one side of the eagle

. The eagle lost its balance, flying lower and lower, tumbling through the air. "Tch, this isn't fun at all, not comfortable at all. You can play by yourself, I'm not playing with you anymore!" Wukong leaped down from the eagle and returned to McKee's car. There, he saw Ye Fang leaning against the car, smiling seductively at Wukong.

"Hey, why did you get out of the car? Weren't you with Bajie? How could that idiot let you get out?" Wukong asked in surprise. Ye Fang

giggled and said sweetly, "Hehe, he's enjoying the air conditioning in the car!"

"Really? Let me see." Wukong opened the car door and saw Bajie bound hand and foot, tossed into the back seat.

"Brother, save me!" Bajie saw Wukong, overjoyed, and immediately begged for help.

"Fool, why are your hands and feet tied?" Wukong asked with a laugh. "Was it because your hands and feet were restless and a beautiful woman tied them up?"

"Sigh, that woman surnamed Ye deliberately seduced me and subdued me when I wasn't paying attention. Brother, please help me quickly, my hands are numb from being tied up!" Bajie said with a mournful face. "

Hehe, this story is to tell you that you can eat anything, but you can't just chase after any beautiful woman. Fool, how many times do you have to be fooled before you become a little smarter?" Wukong said with a laugh. "Don't pout, I'll untie you right now."

"Don't move!" Ye Fang shouted loudly, "I planted a bomb on him. As soon as you untie that knot, the bomb will explode immediately and blow you both to pieces!"

"Haha, I don't seem to be afraid of any bombs. I have an indestructible body! Bajie, are you scared?" Wukong asked.

"Brother, I'm scared. You have an indestructible body, but I don't know if I do. If I'm accidentally blown to pieces, there will be no way to save me! We should wait and think of a foolproof plan." Bajie said in a trembling voice.

“Let’s talk about it later. Let me see if that eagle has flown down yet.” Wukong turned and left.

“Brother, don’t go, I’m scared!” Bajie pleaded pitifully.

“Hehe, I’ll come back later and figure something out for you.” Wukong said with a grin.

At this moment, the eagle circled low in the sky for a while, then slowly descended not far from Wukong. In a flash, it transformed back into McKee’s massive body.

“McKee, what happened to you?” Ye Fang exclaimed in surprise, rushing towards McKee.

“Sigh, don’t ask, it’s all that guy surnamed Sun’s fault. He almost plucked all my feathers off, thank goodness.” McKee said dejectedly.

“Aren’t you the world’s number one magician? How could you lose to Sun Wukong?” Ye Fang asked, puzzled.

“Oh well, it’s just weird. I’ve never encountered such a strong opponent before!” McKee said.

Wukong couldn't help but burst into laughter. He saw that half

of clothes were torn into strips, the ripped pieces fluttering in the wind like countless small flags. Wukong, clutching his stomach, pointed at McKee and said, "Hahaha, what happened to your clothes? Is beggar's clothing the new trend? Tsk tsk, how ugly!"

McKee, filled with shame and indignation, retorted fiercely, "Sun, don't be too happy yet, I still have a magic weapon!" McKee reached into his tattered clothes and pulled out a small bronze mirror from a pocket close to his body.

Chapter 175 Trapped in the Chaotic Heaven .

McKee held up the bronze mirror, shining it at Wukong, chanting incantations. The mirror transformed into countless golden rays, enveloping Wukong. Wukong was blinded by the light and was about to put his hand in front of his eyes to block it when a tremendous suction force emanated from the golden rays. Before Wukong could leap away, his body became light, and he was already inside the golden light.

"Hahaha, hahaha, enjoy yourself in there!" McKee's maniacal laughter rang in Wukong's ears. In his hand was still that unremarkable bronze mirror.

Wukong found himself in a chaotic world, surrounded by mist, unable to hear any sound, see any life, his feet not touching the ground, as if floating in the air.

"Damn yellow-haired monster, where did you lock me up?" Wukong shouted.

"Gagaga, you've returned to the initial state of the universe. You're all alone in the world. You can do whatever you want, without any constraints. Isn't that great? It's a bit lonely, but you won't be staying here for long. Sixteen days will be enough. I'll

hypnotize you every day. After sixteen days, I'll release you. Then, you'll be reborn and obediently become my servant, willingly serving me." McKee's voice reached Wukong's ears.

"Bullshit! What could possibly imprison me, Old Sun? It's just an illusion! Watch me smash this so-called Chaos Heaven to pieces!" Wukong pulled his golden cudgel from his ear, shook it a few times, and it grew to the thickness of a bowl. He struck here and there with the cudgel, but the mist seemed like transparent cotton wool, tearing open with Wukong's cudgel only to immediately close again.

"Aha, I, Old Sun, am skilled at somersaults! One somersault covers 108,000 li! I'll just do ten, eight, a hundred, a thousand somersaults in a row, and jumping out of this Chaos Heaven will be a piece of cake!" Thinking this, Wukong indeed roused himself and did several somersaults. However, no matter how many somersaults he did, the surroundings remained a blur.

"Wow, what's going on? I've done so many somersaults, I should have reached the ends of the earth by now, but it seems I'm still in the same place? Alas, back then I couldn't escape the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain, and now I can't escape this Chaos Heaven. It seems there are truly people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens!" Wukong sighed.

"Yellow-haired monster, let me out!" Wukong shouted from inside.

"Haha, don't waste your energy. Without my spell, you can't get out," McGee's voice came in.

"McGee, you're amazing! It's my honor to be your apprentice!" Ye Fang walked over and nestled beside McGee, her face full of reverence.

"Of course, my magic mirror is incredibly powerful, invincible!" McGee said proudly, raising his head.

"How's that guy in the car? Did you kill him?" Ye Fang asked.

"No need. Throw him into the magic mirror too, let him keep Sun Wukong company. In sixteen days, I'll have two more loyal servants," McKee ordered.

"Okay, I'll go and bring him here now." Ye Fang walked to the carriage, picked up the bound Pigsy in her hand, and easily walked towards McKee. Pigsy's body was suspended in the air, but he didn't stop talking, clicking his tongue in admiration: "Wow, beautiful lady, you're quite strong! I, Old Pig, weigh at least 300 jin, and you can lift me up with one hand without even panting. I admire you!"

"You talk a lot, don't you? Hurry up and say a few more words, otherwise no one will

talk to you for a long time!" Ye Fang threw Pigsy's body at McKee's feet and said irritably.

"Hey, beautiful lady, can you be a little more civilized? Throwing me to the ground like that, it's easy to break my bones!" Pigsy said. Ye Fang glared at him and said, "Isn't this civilized? I'd rather kill you! How dare you turn into a tabby cat to tease me!" She was furious at the thought of the tabby cat rubbing against her chest in such a lewd way.

"Didn't you like me a lot? You were holding me tightly, saying you'd keep me as a pet! How come you've changed your mind so quickly?" Bajie muttered under his breath.

"Say it again! If you say another word, I'll throw you into the street and let a car run you over." Ye Fang, embarrassed and angry, went over to pick Bajie up.

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore, I'll shut my mouth, okay?" Bajie was genuinely afraid she'd leave him in the street.

"Untie him," McKee ordered.

Ye Fang came over to untie Bajie. Bajie shouted, "No, don't untie me! I don't want to die!"

"What's wrong with you? I'm just untying you, not asking you to die! What does untying have to do with death?" Ye Fang asked, puzzled.

"Yes, of course! If you untie me, I'll be blown to bits, my flesh and bones will fly everywhere, wild dogs will come to eat me, eagles will come to steal my body, and I'll be dead without a trace!" Bajie said.

Ye Fang chuckled and said, "I lied to you and said you were strapped with a bomb, and you actually believed me? No way, I was just scaring you." Bajie cried out that he had been tricked, and said angrily, "You tricked me so badly! If you hadn't lied to me, my senior brother would have already rescued me! Let me tell you, my senior brother is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong. He's incredibly powerful. You mustn't make things difficult for me, or my senior brother will definitely not let you off!"

"Sun Wukong? Haha, he can't even protect himself, how could he deal with us? Let me tell you, he's currently reflecting on his mistakes inside my magic mirror!" McKee laughed and said.

"You're lying! My senior brother wouldn't even want to go into your broken mirror!" Bajie didn't believe it at all.

"Don't believe me? Listen carefully, who's yelling inside?" McKee held up the magic mirror, and Sun Wukong shouted angrily from inside: "Yellow-haired monster, let me out right now! True heroes

fight , what kind of hero uses such underhanded methods?"

Only then did Bajie believe that Wukong was really inside, and said, "Big Brother, you're really playful, how did you go in alone?"

Wukong heard Bajie's voice and said, "Fool, don't say anything more, go get reinforcements, go quickly!" Bajie said dejectedly, "I'm tied up like a dumpling, how can I get reinforcements? Don't worry, wait until I beg the beauty to untie me, then I'll go get reinforcements to save you!"

Ye Fang chuckled beside him and said, "No need to beg, I'll untie you now." Saying that, she went over and untied Bajie.

"Beauty, you're the best to me!" Bajie stretched his numb and sore hands and feet and said to Ye Fang.

"Hehe, I've been good to you too, letting you brothers reunite." McGee raised the magic mirror in his hand, chanting incantations. The mirror transformed into countless golden rays. "Wow, so dazzling, truly..." Before Pigsy could finish his exclamation, he was sucked into the mirror.

"Oh dear, where am I?" Pigsy looked around; all he saw was a vast expanse of white mist. He stretched out his hand to examine it

closely , but could only vaguely make out his fingers. His feet didn't touch the ground; his body floated in mid-air, as if riding the clouds.

"Hey, is anyone there? What kind of place is this?" Pigsy shouted. His voice echoed for a long time in the vast, chaotic sky.

"Idiot, why are you shouting so loudly? My ears can't take it!" Monkey scolded him from nearby.

"Hehe, so you're here too, brother? That's good, at least I won't be so lonely. Brother, where are you? I'll come find you," Pigsy asked.

"I'm here!" As he spoke, Wukong was already beside him. Bajie reached out, groped around, grabbed Wukong's arm, and asked, "Brother, how could you see me here? I can't see anything at all, not even a foot away!"

Wukong replied, "I, Old Sun, have a pair of golden eyes that blaze with fire. Even in the darkest places, I can see as clearly as in daylight." Bajie said, "Oh, no wonder you found me so quickly. Where is this place? My feet can't even touch the ground; I don't even know how to take a nap."

"The Yellow-Haired Monster said this is

the Chaos Heaven, an illusion," Wukong explained. "I tried somersaulting many times, but I couldn't get out. I think it's some kind of magic. Let's find a way to break it."

Upon hearing this, Bajie's eyes widened in shock. He exclaimed, "Oh no! Oh no! Brother, you can somersault 108,000 li in one go, and you still can't get out? Then this Chaos Heaven must be huge! I, Old Pig, will have no chance of getting out! Brother, what are we going to do? Are we going to be trapped here forever? Heavens, we can't even see anything to eat! I'm doomed this time!"

Bajie kept babbling on and on. Wukong said impatiently, "Idiot, can't you be quiet? You're so annoying, like a complaining woman!" Bajie said, "We're going to die anyway, so let's make the most of this time. Once we're dead, we won't have a chance to talk anymore." Wukong laughed and said, "Idiot, we're both Buddhas, we don't have to suffer the cycle of reincarnation, we won't die."

"But even if we don't die, being trapped here is even worse than certain death! No food, no water, no pretty girls, we can't even hear the birds chirping. How can we live like this? Brother, if Buddha helps that

yellow-haired monster to trip and fall, breaking that damn magic mirror, then we can see the light of day again soon!" Bajie said.

Bajie's words reminded Wukong, and he slapped his forehead, saying happily, "Ah, I've got it!" Bajie was startled by Wukong's actions and asked suspiciously, "Brother, are you overstimulated? You're acting crazy, shouting for no reason?"

"Bajie, we can get out!" Wukong said happily.

"Really? How do we get out?" Pigsy was also very happy.

Monkey waved his golden cudgel in front of Pigsy and said, "If I just make this golden cudgel longer and longer, can't I pierce through this chaotic heaven? Then the magic mirror will break, and we can see the light of day again!"

"Yes, yes, brother, there's no time to lose! Quickly make your iron cudgel longer, the longer the better!" Pigsy exclaimed excitedly.

Chapter 176 Love and Hate

Monkey held the bowl-thick golden cudgel firmly in his hand, thinking, "My current position is neither above nor below the earth. If I make the golden cudgel longer, won't I just tiptoe around?" So he said to Pigsy, "Brother, come here and hold the Ruyi Jingu Bang steady, don't let it tilt to one side!"

Pigsy groped his way over, hugged the thick Ruyi Jingu Bang, and said, "Brother, this iron rod is so thick, how can I hold it steady? Make it thinner, as thin as an embroidery needle." Wukong recited the incantation and said "Small, small, small!" three times, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang became as light as an embroidery needle.

Bajie was overjoyed. "Hehe, no matter how long it gets, I can hold it steady now!" he thought confidently. "Brother, just use your magic to make it longer, I'll hold it tight!" Wukong chanted the incantation again, saying "Longer, longer, longer!" more than ten times. The golden cudgel, as thin as an embroidery needle, stretched up and down, and even with Wukong's fiery eyes wide open, he couldn't see the top. Everything was a blur, and Bajie couldn't see how long the cudgel had become. He only felt the cudgel swaying in his hands, about to slip out of his grasp.

"Brother, stop chanting! If your iron cudgel falls, I'll be turned into a pancake! Stop, stop!" Wukong stopped chanting and said, "Don't move yet. Let me do a few somersaults and see how long the cudgel has grown."

Saying this, Wukong did several somersaults downwards, touching the cudgel; it was still extending downwards. "Wow, so long!" Wukong exclaimed inwardly. "Why hasn't it reached the bottom yet?" He flipped over more than ten times in one go, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff) seemed to be extending downwards. Wukong flipped back up and saw Bajie still clinging to the staff, swaying from side to side. When the staff went left, Bajie desperately tried to move to the right; when it went right, he climbed to the left, busily making a racket. Seeing this comical scene, Wukong couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother, what are you laughing at? Is the Ruyi Jingu Bang hitting the ground? Hurry up and push harder, break through the Demon Mirror! Hehe, when I get out, I'll tie up the Yellow-Haired Monster and lock him in a dark room for a year—no, a hundred years—to vent my anger!"

Wukong laughed and said, "We'll talk about that when you get out! Bajie, the way you're doing now

is quite something."

"What's it like?" Bajie asked.

"Like a sow climbing a tree!" Wukong chuckled. Bajie was greatly embarrassed and shouted, "I'm a man, okay? This analogy is inappropriate; it's more like a boar climbing a tree!"

After teasing him for a while, Wukong said, "I just checked. No matter how long the Golden Cudgel grows, it can't grow into the ground. Maybe the Yellow-Haired Monster is right; this is all an illusion. We're actually in a dream now, and no matter how much we struggle, it's all in vain."

Bajie was very disappointed. He let go of the Golden Cudgel and said dejectedly, "Then we're helpless?" He looked at the Golden Cudgel, which was still swaying from side to side and hadn't fallen down. It turned out that all his hard work had been in vain. So he hugged the Golden Cudgel again, closed his eyes, and said, "Hehe, swaying like this feels like being in a cradle; it's quite comfortable. Brother, you think of a solution slowly; I'm going to sleep for a while!" Before long, he was snoring loudly.

"This pighead is really something. He can fall asleep anywhere, and he can fall asleep whenever he wants. I really admire him!"

Wukong shook his head and sighed.

Unaware of Wukong and Bajie's busy work, McKee and the others had already put the magic mirror back in their pockets and returned to the hotel with Ye Fang.

"Now it's great! Without Sun Wukong getting in our way, Situ Nan's vast fortune is practically ours!" After their passionate encounter, Ye Fang wrapped her arms around McKee's neck and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "In the near future, we'll own a huge company and endless money."

"Hehe, and plenty of highly skilled servants, including the two currently in the magic mirror." McKee pulled Ye Fang into his arms and kissed her fragrant lips. McKee was captivated by Ye Fang's alluring charm; from the first moment he saw her, he was deeply mesmerized. Ye Fang, in turn, was satisfied with the robust man before her. Although he was covered in dark hair and resembled a gorilla when undressed, his boundless energy and profound magic gave her endless joy and a sense of security.

However, his appearance was indeed an eyesore; his face was covered in pimples, and his blue eyes gleamed with a sinister light, like those of a hungry wolf. Even in his arms, Ye Fang

dared not look him directly in the eye.

To be honest, when she saw Sun Wukong at Situ Nan's doorstep earlier that day, Ye Fang had also experienced a moment of shock. The handsome figure that had once captivated her suddenly appeared before her, leaving her with complex emotions, her heart surging like waves. On one hand, she resented Wukong for hurting her; on the other hand, she hadn't completely let go of him from her heart. Although she tried to forget him, his captivating figure still appeared in her dreams.

This mixture of love and hate was the most tormenting.

What would it feel like if the person in her arms now was Sun Wukong? Ye Fang wondered wistfully.

"What's wrong, darling? You seem to have something on your mind?" McKee stopped stroking Ye Fang and asked.

"No, nothing, I'm just a little tired!" Ye Fang said lazily, then asked, "Won't those two starve to death in the magic mirror?"

"Are you worried about them?" McKee scrutinized Ye Fang's eyes.

"No, I'm just curious." Ye Fang turned her head away, avoiding McKee's gaze.

"Hahaha, you've been learning magic from me for quite a while now. I'll slowly tell you about the origin and wonders of this magic mirror

. Simply put, people in the Chaos Heaven are like babies in their mother's womb; they don't feel hunger, and they certainly won't starve to death." McKee laughed heartily.

"Oh, how amazing." Ye Fang let out a soft sigh.

Chapter 177 Memorizing the Heart Sutra

Suddenly, a melodious tune drifted through the Chaos Heaven. Light and gentle, beautiful and pleasing to the ear. Wukong listened intently; the sound echoed in the Chaos Heaven, soft and gentle, like a mother singing a lullaby. As Wukong listened, he suddenly felt a little sleepy and wanted to close his eyes and take a nap. Seeing that Pigsy was still fast asleep, Monkey King went over and hugged the Golden Cudgel. The cudgel swayed gently, like a small boat bobbing on a lake, and Monkey King closed his eyes contentedly.

Suddenly, outside the music, a murmured prayer sounded. McKee's voice faintly came through: "God, please give me the souls of Monkey King and Pigsy! They are lost sheep, and I will guide them to the right path." His voice began very softly, followed by a ticking sound, like the ticking of a clock. As he listened, Monkey King actually felt like falling asleep.

Monkey King woke up quickly, realizing that McKee was casting a spell outside. Oh no, he almost fell into McKee's trap! Monkey King hurriedly opened his eyes, pulled hard on Pigsy's long ears, tugging painfully until he woke up.

"Get up, get up quickly! Get up and eat a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!" Monkey King shouted loudly in his ear.

"Where, where? Where is there anything good to eat?" Pigsy lazily opened his eyes and asked. Looking around, where was the Manchu Han Imperial Feast? Not even a piece of bread! "Sigh, I've been tricked again.

" "Brother, you tricked me again!" Pigsy complained.

"Get up and sit cross-legged, there'll be food soon!" Monkey said with a smile.

"Brother, I was sleeping so soundly, why did you wake me up for no reason? You always trick me, is it fun to trick me? Oh, this music is really nice, it makes me sleepy again. Brother, if you don't want to sleep, just find something to play with, don't wake me up, please." Pigsy complained.

"I'm not tricking you, quickly sit cross-legged with me and recite the Heart Sutra. Otherwise, we'll be controlled by McKee like Situ Nan." Monkey led the way, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, silently reciting the Heart Sutra: "Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva

, practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, constantly illuminates the five aggregates as empty, thus transcending all suffering." Shariputra

Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness are also like this. Shariputra, all dharmas are empty in nature, neither arising nor ceasing, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, in emptiness there is no form, no sensation, perception, volition, or consciousness; no eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, or mind; no form, sound, smell, taste, touch, or dharma; no eye-consciousness, and so forth, up to no mind-consciousness; no ignorance, and also no end of ignorance; and so forth, up to no old age and death, and also no end of old age and death; no suffering, cessation, or path; no wisdom, and also no attainment. Because there is nothing to be attained, Bodhisattvas, relying on Prajnaparamita, have no hindrance in their minds; because there is no hindrance, they have no fear; they are far removed from distorted views and dreams, and ultimately attain Nirvana. All Buddhas of the three times, relying on Prajnaparamita, attain Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi. Therefore, know that Prajnaparamita is the great divine mantra, the great bright mantra, the supreme mantra, the unequaled mantra, capable of removing all suffering, truly and without falsehood. Therefore, the Prajnaparamita Mantra is recited, namely: "Gate, Gate! Paragate, Parasamgate! Bodhi Svaha!"

Reciting the Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra, one feels a clear mind and a comfortable body; the music and McKee's chatter disappear completely. Only then does one stop, and outside, McKee is heard smugly saying, "In sixteen days

, when they both emerge from the magic mirror, they will willingly obey my commands and be completely under my control."

Ye Fang said sweetly, "McKee, I've only learned the basics of your hypnotic magic. When can you teach me? I also want to control people's minds." She thought to herself, "If I could learn all of McKee's hypnotic magic, the first person I'd control would be Sun Wukong, making him completely obedient to me. Hehe, then, I can repay him for any humiliation tenfold.

" "No need to rush," McKee replied, "I can pass on all my magic to you, as long as you obediently listen to me." "McGee comforted her.

"How many times a day should we hypnotize them?" Ye Fang asked him.

"Hypnotize them once a day, and release them after sixteen days to be our servants. You and I will each have one, and you can choose whichever one serves you," McGee said generously.

"I choose Sun Wukong!" Ye Fang blurted out without hesitation.

Wukong and Bajie heard everything clearly inside. Bajie said, "So it was the yellow-haired monster casting a spell just now. No wonder I felt drowsy listening to that music. Thank goodness, brother, you woke me up. Otherwise, if I had been hypnotized and

controlled , wouldn't I have become a pet pig?"

"Being a pet pig is not so bad. I'm afraid you won't be so lucky. You'll have to be a slave pig and serve someone!" Wukong said.

"Brother, you're so lucky. The beauty specifically asked you to serve her, but I have to serve that yellow-haired monster. It's so unfair!" "Bajie's face showed a deeply wounded expression.

"Silly boy, it's alright. When he casts his spell, we'll recite the Heart Sutra to resist, and we won't be hypnotized. So, even when you're sleeping, be alert. If you hear music or hear McKee rambling on, just recite the Heart Sutra as before. We can leave in sixteen days," Wukong whispered in his ear.

Bajie was very excited and said, "No problem, only sixteen days, haha, brother, luckily I memorized the Heart Sutra at the Western Paradise, so I can use it now even if it's just a last-minute effort."

Chapter 178 Inseparable

After seeing McKee and Ye Fang off, Situ Nan felt empty inside, as if he had lost something. His looking around aroused Situ Yu's curiosity.

"Dad, what are you looking for?" Situ Yu asked.

"I think I've lost something," Situ Nan said dejectedly, "but I don't know what I've lost." "I thought and thought, but I still couldn't find an answer. I even felt that this home was both strange and familiar, a bit odd."

Mrs. Situ came over and took his hand, comforting him, "Honey, you have too many worries, making yourself tense. You just chatted with McKee for a while. He's a world-renowned psychiatrist and an old friend of yours. How do you feel now after talking to him? Do you feel a little more relaxed?"

Situ Nan nodded.

"You're overwhelmed by work, the pressure is too much, it's almost broken you. If possible, let Xiaoyu handle the company affairs. She's grown up and can help you. We're both getting old, we should take walks and watch movies when we have time. This world belongs to the young!" Mrs. Situ

looked at Situ Yu with affection.

"Xiaoyu? She's still young and inexperienced. I'm not comfortable handing the company over to her. But I've found a good helper, so someone will handle the company affairs for me from now on." "Situ Nan said happily.

"Who is so capable? Is she even smarter than Xiaoyu?"

"Yes, she is Miss Ye Fang who came with McKee just now. I have hired her as my investment advisor. From now on, she will help me plan and make decisions for all my investments, so I can have a little more time to rest!" Situ Nan breathed a long sigh of relief and said.

Situ Yu and her mother were both secretly surprised. Who is this Ye Fang? It seems like they only met for the first time, yet she has gained such trust?

"Dad, do you know her?" Situ Yu asked.

"I don't need to know much. McKee introduced her to me, so of course she can't be wrong." Situ Nan smiled faintly.

"But..."

"Don't doubt it. What I've decided won't change." Situ Nan waved his hand and said to Situ Yu, "Let's talk about your friend Sun Wukong. He's not a polite young man. How my company operates is none of his business. You'd better see him less often in the future." "

Xiaoyu pouted and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Dad, you've changed. You've changed so much I hardly recognize you anymore." Situ Nan stood up and said seriously, "I haven't changed. It's just that you've grown up, but your mind hasn't. Listen to your dad, don't see him. Okay, I'm feeling a bit tired too. I'm going upstairs to sleep." With that, he went upstairs alone.

"Mom, don't you think Dad seems like a different person these past few years since he met gorilla McGee? His heart is getting colder and colder. He seems to have no enthusiasm for me, for you, or for his workers. All he cares about is money." Situ Yu nestled next to her mother and said painfully, "His workers are threatening to jump off buildings because they don't get their wages, and he can be indifferent to that. Dad wasn't like this before!"

Xiaoyu called McGee "gorilla. "

Mrs. Situ sighed softly, stroking Xiaoyu's long hair with her right hand. After a moment of silence, she said, "Xiaoyu, even you've noticed that something's wrong with your dad?" "Yes, your dad used to value his men a lot. If someone got injured on the job

, he'd be unhappy for days. Now… actually, I'm also wondering why McKee sent me away when he was chatting with your dad. Could they be hiding something?"

"Yeah, I don't think that gorilla is a good person. His blue eyes are full of evil. And that Ye Fang, she's no good either! She walks with a swaying gait, like a vixen." Xiaoyu directly voiced her thoughts.

Madam Situ patted her daughter's shoulder and said, "Xiaoyu, things are indeed a bit strange. You need to spend more time with your dad and see what kind of person Ye Fang is."

"I will. My Journey to the West has finished filming and is in post-production, so I'm not too busy right now and can spend more time with my dad. If Ye Fang has any shady intentions, I definitely won't let her succeed." "Xiaoyu said.

For several days in a row, Xiaoyu followed Situ Nan closely, not leaving his side for a moment. Even Situ Nan was surprised. He said to Situ Yu, "Xiaoyu, it's been a long time since I've seen you accompany your old man like this. You're inseparable from me to and from work. It's really rare. Didn't you used to dislike coming to the company with me? Why are you

suddenly interested again?"

Situ Yu chuckled and said, "Dad, aren't you happy to see me?"

"Welcome, of course you're welcome! Haha, I've been looking forward to this day for so long!" Situ Nan laughed heartily. "Xiao Yu, this fortune of mine will be yours sooner or later. Now, come with me and learn how to manage it, so you can be independent in the future!"

Walking with her father, she noticed that the employees in the company looked at them with a mixture of respect and fear. Once, in the restroom, Situ Yu overheard two employees whispering about their boss.

One said, "Boss Situ claims to be worth hundreds of billions, but he's not kind to his employees. A few days ago, a migrant worker named Hei Zi was so poor he wanted to jump off a building. I heard the contractor asked him for a loan, but he didn't give him a single penny, saying the project wasn't finished and he wouldn't pay a cent."

"I heard about that too. It's all over the company, and everyone's heartbroken," the other employee said.

Situ Yu was speechless. It turned out Wukong was right; her father's cold-heartedness truly chilled the employees' hearts. She missed Wukong terribly, but she couldn't get through to him on the phone. Where had he gone?

Chapter 179 Hypnotized

Situ Nan gave Ye Fang the title of financial advisor and arranged a separate office for her in the company, right next to the chairman's office. Situ Nan instructed Ye Fang to review and approve important documents from his subordinates.

"Dad, this won't do. You're the chairman; important decisions must be made by you. How can you entrust power to a woman who doesn't even understand the company's operations?" Situ Yu asked suspiciously. In her memory, her father was a meticulous and rigorous person who liked to concern himself with every detail. The company's growth and expansion were closely related to this personality. Therefore, his current unusual behavior was unimaginable to her. Could there be some unspeakable secret between her father and Ye Fang?

"Is there anything wrong? Ye Fang is a woman with rich operational experience. Her investment philosophy has enlightened me. I lack such talent around me, so I will give her authority so she can make her mark in my group,"

Situ Nan said firmly.

"But she's only been here a few days and doesn't know anything. What kind of help can she give you?" Situ Yu asked.

“You can get to know her slowly if you're not familiar with her yet. You should learn more from her,” Situ Nan suggested.

“I was just thinking of meeting her,” Situ Yu readily agreed.

Situ Yu decided to meet Ye Fang alone. She had seen this mysterious woman twice, once at home and once at the company, and each time she saw her, she had a bad feeling.

She knocked on Ye Fang's office door, and a lazy voice came from inside: “Come in!” Pushing the door open, she saw Ye Fang sitting upright in her executive chair, intently looking at something.

“May I come in and sit for a while?” Situ Yu asked.

“What is it?” Ye Fang asked impatiently. Looking up, she saw Situ Yu and was greatly surprised. She put on a smiling face, got up from her executive chair, and took Situ Yu's hand affectionately, saying, "Oh my, I thought it was someone else! It's Miss Situ! What a stunning beauty! Look, look, these little hands are as white and delicate as scallions. If I were a boy, I would definitely be

captivated ."

Ye Fang's flirtatious tone made Situ Yu quite uncomfortable, feeling nauseous as if she had swallowed a fly. She was puzzled; how could a woman with such low character be some kind of investment guru?

"Miss Ye, you have such a sweet tongue; you could charm even the birds in the trees," Situ Yu said sarcastically.

"I'm not flattering you; I'm telling you the truth. My biggest regret right now is why I'm not a boy," Ye Fang said exaggeratedly. She then asked, "Did you come to see me for something?"

"My father told me to come and learn from you. I heard Miss Ye is an investment guru, and your investments in the US are very successful?" Situ Yu asked directly.

Ye Fang wasn't a fool; she could sense the hostility in Situ Yu's words. She chuckled and said, "Mr. Situ, you flatter me. I'm hardly an investment guru; I've just made a few billion in the US. He insisted I help him, and I couldn't refuse his kindness! Actually, I really want to go back to the US; I have my own business there!"

"Really? I didn't realize Miss Ye was so young, yet so accomplished! What industry does Miss Ye invest in?" Situ Yu asked calmly.

Ye Fang continued her fabrication. Situ Yu listened, his brows furrowing. Sigh, this woman had no real talent. Her story was full of holes. She wasn't an investment guru at all; she was just a shallow woman. Situ Yu was certain this was a conspiracy, a conspiracy orchestrated by McKee and Ye Fang.

What was their purpose?

"Stop pretending. You're not an investment guru at all; you're just a boastful little woman. I think you'd better just disappear." Situ Yu stared directly into Ye Fang's eyes and said coldly.

"You doubt my abilities?" Ye Fang's face turned slightly embarrassed, and she also looked directly into Situ Yu's eyes. "

It's not doubt, it's intuition. My intuition tells me that you and McKee are in cahoots, you're both liars." Situ Yu exposed her without any mercy. Ye Fang threw her head back and laughed wildly, saying, "Miss Situ, you're too suspicious. I'm not a liar; I'm genuinely

here to help your group make money. Your words have hurt me too much." As she spoke, her large eyes fixed on Situ Yu.

Situ Yu was slightly dazed by

Ye Fang's gaze. Deep within Ye Fang's eyes seemed like an unfathomable spring, drawing her gaze in and making it difficult to look away…

“Miss Situ, look into my eyes. Can you feel my sincerity?” Ye Fang's voice drifted into Situ Yu's ears, soft and gentle, like a feather gently caressing her heart.

Situ Yu felt as if she had entered a world of light, airy music. The sky was blue, the earth was green, and the sun warmly bathed her, making her drowsy.

“Doesn't it feel comfortable? Close your eyes and enjoy nature's gifts. The wind is gentle, the flowers are fragrant, and every breath you take is sweet…” In Ye Fang's soft whispers, Situ Yu's eyes gradually closed, her face serene.

“Hehe, my hypnosis skills have improved again,” Ye Fang said happily, looking at the peacefully sleeping Situ Yu.

Chapter 180 Reappearance of the Light

In the chaotic realm, there was neither a sun rising in the east nor a moon hanging high in the night sky, so there was no day or night, and the number of days and nights that had passed was impossible to count. Pigsy complained all day long, "It's so boring! So boring! Brother, haven't you thought of a way out yet?"

"It seems there's no way to think of anything. I chanted incantations to summon divine soldiers and heavenly generals to help me, but they didn't seem to react at all. It seems this chaotic illusion has completely isolated us from the outside world, so no one knows we're trapped here. Fortunately, sixteen days isn't a long time; it should be almost over, right?" said Monkey.

"Sigh, if this continues, I'll really suffocate!" Pigsy sighed deeply.

The days passed by in utter boredom. Strangely, although he hadn't eaten anything, Pigsy didn't feel hungry at all. He muttered to himself, "How strange, it's a miracle that I, Old Pig, haven't starved to death after not eating for so long." Wukong laughed and said, "You're a member of the Western Paradise Buddhist realm, how could you starve to death? Don't think nonsense, close your eyes and rest

until the Yellow-Haired Monster lets us out."

A few more days passed in a daze, when they heard McKee calling, "Sun Wukong, Pigsy, are you awake?" Pigsy was about to answer when Wukong covered his mouth and whispered, "Shh, don't answer."

McKee called a few more times, but there was no sound from inside. They only heard Ye Fang giggling outside, saying, "No need to call anymore, they're probably sleeping soundly."

"It's a success!" McKee exclaimed joyfully. "I'll release them now to be our servants." McKee muttered incantations, and suddenly Wukong and Bajie felt a bright light before their eyes, and their bodies appeared in the clear sky.

"Haha, brother, we've seen the light of day again! But my head is a little dizzy, and it feels like I'm floating on clouds, like I'm still in the chaotic heavens! Am I dreaming?" Bajie said.

McKee, holding the magic mirror, said to Bajie, "You're not dreaming. Take a few steps forward and see, you're standing on solid ground." Bajie took a few steps forward, dancing with joy, saying, "It really is! My feet are finally on the ground! One, two, three, one, two, three! Walking

feels even better than floating on clouds!" Bajie excitedly moved back and forth.

"Come to me and kiss my shoes," McKee commanded.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Wukong skipped over to McKee's side. McGee happily stretched out his right foot and said, "Good boy, kiss my shoe. From now on, you two will be my loyal servants, and I will reward you handsomely." Wukong pretended to bend down, but suddenly snatched the magic mirror from McGee's hand, grinning, "Haha, I got it! I got it!"

"Don't play around, Master will be angry. Come on, give it back to me." McGee stretched out his hand, muttering incantations. Wukong remained unmoved, glancing at him sideways with a cold smile.

"Strange, why is there no reaction at all? Sixteen days have passed today. Sixteen days in the Chaos Heaven shouldn't be like this! Could something have happened?" McGee muttered to himself. "

McGee, what should we do? They seem out of control." Ye Fang also sensed something was wrong and quickly asked.

"Mutter together, quickly!" McGee commanded. Ye Fang's lips moved as well.

"Focus your chanting

, I'll test what this bronze mirror is made of, it's so magical!" Wukong pulled his golden cudgel from his ear, swung it in the wind until it was as thick as a bowl, tossed the bronze mirror to the ground, then raised the cudgel and struck the magic mirror. The mirror shattered into dust on the ground, emitting a glittering golden light.

"No! My magic mirror!" Mackie stopped chanting and tried to rush over to stop him, but it was too late.

"It's already like this, your bronze mirror doesn't seem to be very durable." Wukong said disdainfully.

"You...you're completely unharmed? You're actually completely unharmed?" Mackie asked in astonishment. He stared at Wukong in disbelief, as if he were looking at a monster from another world.

"What could possibly happen to me? Don't look at me like that, okay? I'm scared!" Wukong said with a laugh.

"Heavens! Who are you people? My magic mirror has no effect on you at all? I'm an invincible

magician!" Mackie said in despair.

"You're more like the greatest braggart in the world! Haha, you should spend some time choosing how to die," Sun Wukong laughed.

Mackey walked towards the magic mirror, which had turned to dust, and stretched out his hand. The golden dust was sucked into his palm. He said sadly, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, it will take three hundred and sixty-five days to restore you. Let's go, we'll come back for revenge a year later!" Saying this, he pointed at Ye Fang and shouted, "Hidden!"

"Trying to escape? Not so easy!" Wukong roared, raising his golden cudgel to strike. But Mackey and Ye Fang suddenly vanished, and no matter how wide Wukong's fiery eyes widened, he couldn't see them.

"You escaped pretty fast!" Wukong said. "If you slow down, my old cudgel won't be so polite."

"Brother, you're too impatient! You scared away my little beauty. I don't know when I'll see her again," Bajie complained. "Just kill the yellow-haired monster, why did you chase away the little beauty too? Her embrace smells so good, I want to relive it again!"

"Damn it, you just escaped with your life, and your lustful thoughts are back. You're hopeless, you pig-headed idiot!" Wukong laughed and scolded. "If you can't bear to part with her, go after her!"

"She's gone, what am I supposed to chase?" Bajie said irritably.

Chapter 181 Without hesitation

, Maiji and Ye Fang escaped without a trace. Bajie felt sorry for Ye Fang's escape, and Wukong was also a little worried about Situ Nan and his daughter. Maiji had cast a spell on Situ Nan, and he wondered if he had harmed Xiaoyu as well? Now that Maiji had escaped, how could they remove the spell he had cast on them?

Wukong shared his concerns with Bajie. Bajie scoffed, "Situ Nan is so cold-blooded, why bother with him? Let him fend for himself."

"When did you become so heartless, you pighead? Situ Nan may be cold-blooded, but Xiaoyu is innocent. Let's go check on them first and try to break the curse on McKee," Wukong suggested. Bajie shrugged, "Whatever. I'm your shadow, I'll follow you wherever you go."

When they arrived at the Situ family home, only Madam Situ and Liu Yueyue greeted them.

"Hehe, Yueyue, are you really planning to live at Xiaoyu's house long-term?" Bajie teased Yueyue.

"Can't I?" Yueyue tilted her head playfully, "I'm staying at my godmother's house, what's wrong with that?"

"Godmother? Who's your godmother? You became Xiaoyu

's goddaughter?" Bajie asked.

Yueyue chuckled and said, "You're really not very bright! Sister Yu and I are best friends, how could I be her goddaughter? Sister Yue's mother is my godmother!" With that, she nestled sweetly into Madam Situ's arms.

Madam Situ smiled kindly, stroking Yueyue's smooth, black hair with her right hand, and said, "Yueyue is a good child. I have another lovely daughter; I'm so lucky."

"The lucky one is Yueyue," Bajie said with a simple smile. "She's got good food and lodging from you as her godmother, and she doesn't have to pay a penny for household expenses. She's very shrewd. I, Old Pig, have no parents, and I also want to recognize you as my godmother. I might as well live in your house and never leave."

These words made Yueyue laugh so hard she almost couldn't catch her breath. She rubbed her tummy and said, "Oh my, I'm dying of laughter! Who's so shameless?"

Pigsy glared at her, huffing, "What's so funny? Is it that funny? You're allowed to be someone's goddaughter, but I'm not allowed to be someone's godson?"

"What's wrong with this guy again? He's talking nonsense. You idiot, you're not suited to

be Madam Situ's godson. You'd be better suited to be a gardener. If you have time, come over every day and help Madam Situ tend to the flowers," Monkey teased.

Madam Situ and Yueyue were both laughing.

"Mr. Sun, my husband was very rude to you the other day. He was truly impolite. I hope you won't take it to heart," Madam Situ sincerely apologized.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Maybe Mr. Situ is just in a bad mood."

"Yes, he was in a very bad mood those days, and he kept having nightmares. After Mr. McKee talked to him, he felt much better and slept better at night. But he seems to never get enough sleep, and his reactions have become much slower. Sometimes when I talk to him, he doesn't seem to respond at all. I'm really worried," Mrs. Situ said. "

Where's Mr. Situ? And Xiaoyu? Are they still at the company and haven't gone home yet?" Wukong asked.

"They're both sleeping. It's strange, even Xiaoyu seems to have developed narcolepsy these past few days. The father and daughter haven't been going to the company; they sleep all day long. When they wake up, they seem dazed. I'm worried she might be sick," Mrs. Situ said worriedly.

"Yes, I also think Sister Yu..."

"My sister's been acting strange these past few days. She's been listless and unenthusiastic when she talks to me. Brother Sun, is Sister Yu sick?" Yueyue asked anxiously.

"She's not sick, she's just been bewitched by McKee!" Wukong said.

Madam Situ was shocked and asked urgently, "Bewitched?"

"Yes, McKee is a magician. He hypnotized Mr. Situ and Xiaoyu, and they're now under his control. In the future, the Huanyu Group that Mr. Situ worked so hard to build will belong to him and Ye Fang." Wukong told them the true nature and conspiracy of McKee and Ye Fang, and then asked, "How long have you known McKee?"

"Three or four years, I think," Madam Situ recalled. "At that time, my husband had a strange illness. He often suffered from insomnia at night, and when he finally fell asleep, he kept having nightmares. We consulted many famous doctors, but nothing worked, and his body grew weaker day by day." Just then, a friend introduced us to McKee, saying he was a leading psychiatrist in the US. He treated her once, and she recovered. Unexpectedly, after the earthquake, her old illness relapsed, so we brought McKee back. But he had malicious intentions, trying to seize our Situ family's property. Now even Xiaoyu has fallen victim to their schemes. I really don't know what to do.”

“Mrs. Situ, don't worry too much. I've driven McKee and Ye Fang away; they probably won't dare show their faces for a while,” Wukong comforted her.

“Really? Thank you so much!” Mrs. Situ said gratefully. “Xiaoyu is so lucky to have a friend like you.”

“Godmother, Brother Sun is incredibly capable; he saved my life,” Yueyue said to Mrs. Situ.

“Hehe, Xiaoyu really has good taste.” Madam Situ looked at Wukong and smiled meaningfully.

Bajie, feeling neglected, was very unhappy. He yelled at Yueyue, "Yueyue, I also deserve credit for driving away McKee! Without my help, how could McKee have escaped so quickly?"

"You don't mean to say that he was scared away by you, do you?" Yueyue said with a smile.

"Exactly! The little girl is quite clever," Bajie praised.

Chapter 182: The Dedicated

Wukong The four of them were talking in the living room when Situ Nan and his daughter came downstairs to the living room around the same time. Seeing Wukong, Situ Yu was overjoyed and ran over to him, her face flushed, saying, "Wukong, you're here? Where have you been all this time? I couldn't get in touch with you, I was so worried!" "

Look at Situ Nan, he's also full of energy, there's nothing wrong with him at all. Could it be that when I smashed McKee's bronze mirror, McKee's mental control over them automatically broke?" Wukong wondered to himself. If that's the case, that's for the best, to avoid any more trouble.

"Sister Yu, you look great today." Yueyue came over, cupped Situ Yu's rosy face and examined her carefully, especially looking at Situ Yu's big eyes again and again, saying, "Hmm, these eyes are much brighter now."

"Silly girl, did I not look well before?" Situ Yu said with a smile.

"Yes, a few days ago you were pale, your eyes were lifeless, you just slept and slept all day long, ate and slept, slept and ate, like a pig, your godmother and I were very

worried about you."

"Really? Is that so? I don't seem to remember at all? But it's strange, after waking up today, I seem to be in much better spirits." "Situ Yu said.

Mrs. Situ held her husband's hand and said with concern, "Old man, you look good today, hehe, now that you and your daughter are alright, I can rest assured."

"I've been perfectly fine, what could possibly be wrong?" Situ Nan said irritably.

"Really? Don't you have any feelings at all? You and Xiaoyu are the same, always thinking about sleeping, you don't even go back to the company to check on things. I bet you don't even know how the company is doing now." Mrs. Situ said.

"How could this be? I go to work every day, don't I?" Situ Nan was shocked.

"Sigh, no wonder you were kept in the dark. You were bewitched by McKee, hypnotized, of course you don't know what happened." Mrs. Situ sighed.

"Hypnotized? I was hypnotized by McKee?" Situ Nan was very confused.

Mrs. Situ told him what had happened during this period. Situ Nan was half-convinced and said, "So, I've been

kept in the dark ?" "I, Situ Nan, have actually become a puppet controlled by someone? It's unbelievable. No, I have to go back to the company right away."

"Go, go, it's time to go back and see. You haven't been back to the company for quite some time!" said Mrs. Situ.

Situ Nan hurriedly left.

"Come here, Xiaoyu, let Mom take a good look at you. You've been sleeping all day these days, and Mom hasn't had a chance to look at you properly!" Mrs. Situ said to Xiaoyu.

Situ Yu walked over, hugged her mother's waist, and said, "What's so interesting? Haven't you gotten tired of looking at me for over twenty years?"

"Never tired of looking at me, not even for a hundred years. Who told my daughter to be so beautiful?"

"Of course, I inherited Mom's beauty genes."

"Haha, you're joking now, that's Xiaoyu's true nature! I almost didn't recognize the Xiaoyu who was so dazed a few days ago. Oh, Xiaoyu, weren't you always with Dad? How did you get hypnotized by McKee?" "Madam Situ asked.

Situ Yu filtered through her recent memories and recalled, "I used to go to and from work with my father. Then one day I went into Ye Fang's office

and found that she was completely useless. I couldn't help but expose her true colors. After that, I don't remember anything."

"Was McKee there when you went to Ye Fang's office?"

"No. Ye Fang was there alone, looking at something." Situ Yu replied.

"That means Ye Fang hypnotized you. My feeling about her was right. Ye Fang is indeed not a simple woman. She can actually hypnotize people." Madam Situ said. "It's

not surprising that she can hypnotize people. McKee is her master." Wukong interjected.

"Xiao Yu, we are so grateful for Mr. Sun's help this time. Otherwise, we don't know what would have become of our family! You should thank him properly and let him stay for a few more days." Madam Situ said with a smile. Situ Yu blushed, glanced at Wukong, and said, "It depends on his willingness!" "

Hehe, of course Senior Brother is willing, isn't he? Not just a few days, but a hundred or a thousand days, I have no objection," Pigsy said with a chuckle. Monkey laughed and scolded, "You're not a tapeworm in my stomach, how would you know what I'm thinking? Fool, you're

the one who wants to stay, aren't you? Madam Situ, arrange for Pigsy to tend the flowers and plants now. My brother here doesn't need wages, just enough to eat."

"Hehe, yes, my requirements are very low," Pigsy said with a simple smile. "Back in Gao Village, I, Old Pig, did the work of several people, helping my father-in-law build a huge fortune, and I never received a single tael of silver in wages. Yet my father-in-law was still dissatisfied, saying I had a big appetite; he truly didn't appreciate me."

"Fool, you're bragging again. I'm afraid the work you do isn't even worth the food you eat, is it? Otherwise, your father-in-law wouldn't dislike you and have me subdue this monster!" "Wukong said with a laugh.

"Gao Village? Monsters?" Madam Situ's head was spinning.

"Haha, Mom, you don't need to be surprised. They are actors, one playing Sun Wukong and the other playing Zhu Bajie. They are so into their roles that they often imagine themselves as characters from Journey to the West. We are used to it, so you don't need to take it too seriously," Situ Yu said to her mother.

"Hehe, so that's how it is. I was wondering how Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie became your friends? Turns out they're both actors. Even off-screen, they still recognize each other. Quite dedicated," Madam Situ praised.

Chapter 183 Fleeing in Disarray .

As soon as Situ Yu finished speaking, Bajie shouted, "Little Yu, when did I ever act? I really am Zhu Bajie! Marshal Tianpeng, Tang Sanzang's disciple, the son-in-law of Gao Village, the Cleansing Altar Messenger of the Buddhist Realm, aha, I have many titles. If it weren't for the trouble, I would have brought my nine-toothed rake with me. Brother, conjure up a rake so I can show Little Yu and the others a trick."

"This guy's brain's filled with mush again. Don't worry about him. My brother has intermittent bouts of epilepsy; just stuff a big steamed bun in his mouth and he'll be fine!" Wukong said with a laugh.

Madam Situ burst into laughter, "Oh my, you two brothers are really funny! One is Sun Wukong, and the other is Zhu Bajie. If we add Tang Sanzang and Sha Wujing, we can go to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures again!"

"We're still missing a white dragon horse!" Situ Yu said.

"Yes, yes, we're still

missing a white dragon horse!" Madam Situ clapped her hands and laughed. "The scriptures have already been retrieved, but if you want to see Sha Wujing, I can introduce you to him. As for my master Tang Sanzang, he's always been rather introverted and a bit

autistic , so it's not so easy to meet him. I'm not bragging, but he's really handsome. My eldest brother is imitating him now, but unfortunately, he's not quite the same. His mannerisms and speech don't have his master's dignity." Zhu Bajie grinned and teased Wukong.

"Hehe, I was just joking, but you took it seriously." Madam Situ shook her head with a smile. She thought to herself, this young man looks honest, but he's good at bragging. Or maybe he's watched too much Journey to the West and gone a bit crazy.

"That idiot's having a seizure! Xiaoyu, do you have any big steamed buns at home? Get him a few, stuff them in his big mouth, and his seizure will naturally be cured!" Wukong shouted to Situ Yu.

"Okay, okay! Speaking of food, I'm really hungry. It seems like I haven't eaten anything for sixteen days! Alas, my poor stomach is so flat from hunger. My intestines are probably only as thin as a hair!" Bajie lamented, rubbing his big belly.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell the servants to cook right away," said Madam Situ.

"Remember to tell the servants to cook more rice in a big pot," Bajie said without any politeness. "I want to make up for the sixteen days' worth of food in one meal!"

"Alright, alright,

plenty," Madam Situ said with a smile.

"Brother Sun, have you really not eaten anything for sixteen days?" Liu Yueyue asked in surprise.

"It's true. Bajie and I spent sixteen days in McKee's Magic Mirror without food or water. Luckily, Bajie didn't starve," Wukong nodded.

After sitting for another half hour, Situ Nan returned. He went straight to Wukong's side, grasped Wukong's hand tightly, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Sun, thank you for saving my daughter and me, and for saving my Huanyu Group!"

Everyone looked at him with eager eyes. Situ Nan sat down and recounted Ye Fang's misdeeds and schemes within the group, then let out a long sigh and said, "Fortunately, my employees are loyal to me. While I was away from the company, I outwardly complied with their demands but inwardly defied them, preventing her and McKee's schemes from succeeding."

"Ah, that's wonderful! Dad, we're saved!" Situ Yu exclaimed joyfully.

"Yes, after this incident, I realized how good my employees are to me. Without them, there would be no Huanyu Group today. I was too harsh on them before. I've decided to treat my employees well from now on and not let them suffer any injustice,"

Situ Nan said with emotion.

"What does Mr. Situ plan to do about the migrant workers' wages?" Wukong asked him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll find the contractor tomorrow and have him settle all the workers’ wages first,” Situ Nan said.

“That’s great! That’s the kind of good dad I know!” Situ Yu hugged Situ Nan and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek.

“This is all thanks to Mr. Sun! Yu, you must never forget Mr. Sun’s great kindness,” Mrs. Situ said. Liu Yueyue said with a grin, “Don’t worry, godmother, even if Sister Yu forgets herself, she will never forget Brother Sun.” As she spoke, she winked mischievously at Situ Yu.

Situ Yu blushed and said, “Yueyue, you little brat, you’re making fun of me! Watch how I deal with you! I’m going to tickle your funny bone!” With that, she pounced on Yueyue and tickled her “funny bone.” Yueyue

laughed so hard she fell to the ground, begging for mercy, “Help, godmother! Help, Brother Sun!”

“Just let her go, Yueyue is laughing so hard she can’t breathe!” Mrs. Situ said with a smile, trying to stop her.

Situ Yu finally stopped, pouting deliberately, and said, "Mommy, you're biased! Yueyue bullied

me, and you're still helping her. It's not fair! It's not fair!"

"Yueyue is still young. As her older sister, you should let her have her way. Besides, what Yueyue said seems to make sense," Madam Situ said with a smile.

These words made Pigsy laugh so hard he fell to the ground.

Situ Yu blushed with embarrassment and cried out, "Mommy! You're going crazy with Yueyue too! I'm not talking to you anymore!"

"Hehe, Little Yu, I contributed a lot to defeating McKee. I even accompanied my eldest brother in the Chaos Heaven for sixteen days. That's quite a sacrifice. Shouldn't you give me a kiss?" Pigsy shamelessly offered his cheek.

"Oh my god! Help me!" Situ Yu fled in panic.

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