The Monkey King Chapter 145

   In the sky, a bright moon walked through the clouds, and the breeze blew through the branches of the big trees in the yard, making bursts of noise.

   In the silent night, Monkey and Yang Chan lit a blue lantern and sat in the house to eat together.

   The monsters do not have the habit of eating together except for banquets.

  There are many reasons for this phenomenon, the most important of which is that they have no family.

   Whether it is an animal or a plant, or even a variety of heaven and earth treasures, it seems that there are many forms of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but in fact, the base is large, and the probability is not high in real terms, and the probability of close relatives being transformed at the same time is even less.

   As for those who get married and start a family after transformation, that kind of thing is simply a luxury for these wandering fairies. Because of this, they are all used to eating their own way.

   The two said they were eating together, but in fact the two sides of the low table were completely different dishes.

  Yang Chan eats ordinary food, while the monkey eats a bunch of sliced ​​fruit and a little pasta.

   bowed his head, while the monkey was nibbling on the fruit, he raised his head from time to time to glance at Yang Chan.

   That expression was still cold, but fortunately the anger just now had disappeared.

   It seems that because of the family education, Yang Chan does not speak when eating. As for whether the person at the table with her can speak, it depends on who it is. If it is Ling Yunzi and Yu Ding, it is estimated that there is no problem. Anyway, the two old guys Yang Chan said they wouldn't listen unless they flipped the table. If it is a monkey, it is estimated that it will not work.

  After eating, Yang Chan silently cleared the dining table and cleaned all the tableware before returning to the room to help the monkey feel the pulse.

   "Then... when can I continue my practice?" the monkey asked.

   "It won't be long, your recovery speed is very fast." Yang Chan took his hand back, poured two medicinal pills from the bottle and handed it to the monkey: "Eat it."

  Monkey raised his head and swallowed.

   Putting the medicine bottle in her sleeve, Yang Chan walked to the side of the desk and lit a green lamp, took out the booklet, and took the pen to write something seriously, pinching her fingers from time to time.

  Monkey was sitting on the couch, leaning against the window and looking up at the stars in the sky, occasionally looking down at Yang Chan.

   Yang Chan, who works hard, has a different kind of charm. It should be said that it is a kind of heroic spirit like a man. Unlike other women, she is more capable and courageous.

   In fact, Yang Chan is indeed such a person. No matter in the past or this life, the monkey has never seen such a girl.

   Incredibly persevering, an all-rounder who is proficient in all kinds of methods, yet a girl has more burdens than a man. The only regret is that the cultivator of the Tao of enlightenment has such a knot in his heart that he cannot cultivate into the realm of spirit transformation.

  But if there is no such knot, Yang Chan, it should be another way.

   It may be a beautiful girl sitting in front of a mirror and dressing up for a man who pleases her heart, maybe it will be an elegant and talented girl who is addicted to books, maybe it will be a fairy who lives a carefree life in the heavenly palace, maybe…

   But there is no possibility in this world.

   Really corresponds to You Quanzi's words, "What you gain is what you lose, what you lose is what you gain". When God closes a door to you, it also opens a window.

   Hatred, suffering brought suffering, but also gave her unparalleled perseverance, making her bloom like an arrogant plum blossom in this ice and snow, exuding a different kind of beauty.

  Looking at it, the monkey was stunned.

   Remembering what she said the night she left Evil Dragon Pond, Monkey suddenly had a question: "Wouldn't she like me? Uh... This is a bit strange."

   Anything related to love is put on Yang Chan, the monkey will feel incredible. For a long time, in Monkey's eyes, apart from killing the Jade Emperor against the Heavenly Court, nothing seemed to interest Yang Chan.

   Like yourself? This is a little weird.

  Yang Chan suddenly turned her head and found that the monkey was looking at her, her originally slightly frowning brows opened: "Why?"

   "No." The monkey hurriedly turned his head and looked out the window: "I'm tired from watching the stars, my neck is sore."

After giving the monkey a blank look, Yang Chan lowered her head and raised her hand to dab some ink with the tip of the pen, and then continued to write: "It's nothing, just go to bed early. If you have an injury, you should rest more. Close the door."

   "Oh." The monkey responded dumbly, but didn't move, and Yang Chan didn't ask.

After being busy for a while, Yang Chan let out a long sigh of relief, rolled up the bamboo slip and put it aside, took out another bamboo slip and spread it out to write, and said casually, "Lu Liuguai has collected all the food, Said to be a unified arrangement."

   "Well, then what?"

   "I looked at the list and it's enough for a month."

   "One month..." The monkey pursed his lips.

   Yang Chan continued: "There is no sunlight in this valley, there are almost no animals and plants in the mortal world, and it is not suitable for farming. After a month, we are afraid that we will organize to gather food outside."

   "Can't it be changed?" The monkey blurted out, only to realize that he had asked a stupid question after asking.

Yang Chan glanced back at him again, and said coldly: "What comes out of the Spirit Refinement Realm is just an illusion, even if it is full of color and fragrance, it's not real food. The Spirit Transformation Realm... The things that come out of the Spirit Transformation Realm will one day be. If the caster loses consciousness, everything will return to its original state. That thing can only be eaten by themselves. Let these monsters eat it, and they will all be skinny in a short time. Besides, you probably don't want to always trouble Youquanzi to go out to collect food. Bar?"

   "So, you won't live in Quiet Spring Valley for a long time." The monkey smiled wryly.

"Let's go in a few days." Yang Chan said lightly: "In a few days, I'll go out to the valley to have a look. It doesn't matter if the soldiers are scattered. They can't always put a bunch of troops here to search. The troops that pay more attention to efficiency, they do not do this kind of useless work. If they go out to collect food regularly, they will not leave."

   "What are you writing now?" the monkey asked, stretching his head.

   "Pill recipe." Yang Chan strove the pen holder and said without looking back: "The elixir sent by Youquanzi is almost used. Now I will replace some mortal medicinal materials with animals and plants in the underworld."

   "Huh? Is this okay? Didn't you say you can't move?"

   "That's not allowing people who don't understand to move. I know how to do it, so I won't mess around." She covered her mouth, frowned, and kowtowed twice.

  Monkey was startled and asked quickly, "Are you alright?"

   "It's okay, my throat is a little uncomfortable."

   "Is your throat still uncomfortable after you have cultivated to the Spiritual Refinement Realm?"

"It is normal for spiritual energy to be consumed too much. Tianting often deducts materials for Guanjiangkou. It was normal that there were not enough medicinal pills during the march. Even the simplest medicinal pills had to be refined by yourself. All right."

   "You should rest early too." The monkey suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

  Yang Chan's pen nib paused slightly, and glanced at the monkey: "Now you know you care about me? If it wasn't for you running around looking for you, things would have been done by now. Were you with Youquanzi in the bamboo forest just now?"

  Monkey didn't answer, just glanced at Yang Chan quietly.

"If you don't tell me, I know that there are traces of spellcasting there, and the spiritual power fluctuations are exactly the same as those felt on these houses. Who else could it be? It can only be him. If I don't even notice this, I will It's been a thousand years of fighting in vain. Well, you rest, I'm done."

   After that, she washed the ink from the tip of the pen with a brush, hung it on the pen holder, rolled up all the bamboo slips together, and stood up with her arms in her arms, saying casually, "Go to bed early."

  Blowing out the light, Yang Chan turned around and walked out the door, closing the door behind her.

  The wind was blowing slowly outside the window, rolling the green leaves on the treetops. The monkey took a deep breath, blinked through the window and stared blankly at Yang Chan's retreating back, listening to the occasional faint coughing sound.

  Outside the secluded spring valley, the four heavenly troops spread their wings and sneaked through the woods, taking out a jade slip for the person who looked like the first day, and said softly, "General, nothing was found outside the valley."

  Tianheng's voice came from the other end of the jade slip: "Then go into the valley and see."

   "This...General, Youquanzi is probably in the valley."

   "What are you afraid of! I have something to bear!"

   Helpless, several people exchanged colors and flew up along the mountains around Youquan Valley.

  A quaint mansion on the top of the cliff.

  In the pitch-black room, Youquanzi sat on the futon, stroking the seal-carved bamboo slips and reading.

   Suddenly, he raised his head, his ears shook slightly, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face.

   "Hey... I have to deal with them anyway."

   sighed, Youquanzi stood up with her knees propped on her knees, walked to the cabinet next to her and took out a pair of gloves made of silver thread and put them on her hands.

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