Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

During the Han Dynasty, there was a filial son named Dong Yong. His family was poor and he could not bury his father, so he had to sell himself to bury his father. His sincerity moved the Jade Emperor, who was in a good mood at the time, so the Jade Emperor ordered the Weaver Girl to come down to earth to help him pay off his debt.

If we were to choose the one who makes the most money among all the female fairies in heaven, it would definitely be the Weaver Girl. You know, for a long time in history, cloth and brocade could be used directly as currency. Therefore, the Weaver Girl, as the best weaver in heaven, is simply the incarnation of a money printing machine.

Sure enough, after she came down to earth, she only used a little trick to weave a cloth worth 10,000 coins, and successfully helped Dong Yong pay off his debts. The whole process took only ten days, and this was because she was afraid of being too shocking, so she wove at her slowest speed.

Did you notice that there is something wrong with the details in this whole incident?

Yes, the Jade Emperor's decree only set a goal for the Weaver Girl, that is, "help the filial son Dong Yong pay off his debts", and did not specify the specific method that the Weaver Girl should use when executing it. However, after the Weaver Girl came down to earth, she married Dong Yong. It is not known whether the Weaver Girl wanted to make it easier for her husband to pay off his debts, so she married Dong Yong, or whether she was bored with the textile work in heaven for a long time and took the opportunity to flirt with the young man in the mortal world.

Perhaps it was because in the whole story, the Weaver Girl came too abruptly and left without any regrets, that she was gradually replaced by the Seven Fairies in later generations.

While Wen Jiao was lost in thought, the celestial maidens were looking at each other in bewilderment. This group of beauties, each with their own strengths, gathered together, and it was as pleasing to the eye as a hundred flowers in full bloom, but at this moment, they all had frowns on their faces, and instead of cheering in relief, they fell into a hesitant silence.

After a while, a goddess with skin as blue as clouds said boldly: "But I have been in Renli Heaven since I was born, and I don't want to go to a foreign country."

Leaving your hometown and starting a new life in a completely unfamiliar place is a difficult decision for anyone.

Wen Jiao nodded and said, "If the ladies have other options, you can leave on your own."

The mood of the celestial maidens finally became much happier. Some of them had their lovers in Renli Heaven and the human world, and were trapped in the palace for many years without being able to reunite. It was a rare opportunity to leave, so they wanted to fly away with their lovers. Some were forced to enter the palace, and they missed their families for many years, so they wanted to take this opportunity to reunite with their relatives.

They discussed in low voices for a long time and made up their minds. Three thousand celestial maidens were willing to follow Wen Jiao, and the remaining nearly eight thousand people wanted to stay.

The bolder angel said, "We can do nothing except singing, dancing and playing musical instruments. How can we survive without the protection of Indra?"

Wen Jiao said, "Singing, dancing, and music, aren't they your skills? Ordinary musicians can still make a living, not to mention that you are the top masters in India. Moreover, you can take away all your savings from Shanjian City. I will also let Indra give each of you an extra severance pay."

As the emperor of the gods, Indra had endless wealth. Giving severance pay to a few thousand goddesses was nothing. As long as Wen Jiao and Wukong stopped making trouble, he would not even blink an eye to give up half of the throne.

The goddess breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of something else and said with a red face, "But we were released from the palace after all. Will we be bullied..."

What she was embarrassed to say was that Indra made the decision under the coercion of Wen Jiao, and Wen Jiao could not stay in Shanjian City forever. After she left, if the gods took revenge...they were a bunch of small pawns that could be crushed to death by them with just a flick of their fingers.

What a meticulous thought.

Wen Jiao looked at her admiringly: "If anyone dares to stop you these days, they will be my enemy. If anyone tries to provoke or oppress you in the future, you can call my name and I will enforce justice on you."

The celestial maidens cheered in unison. Wen Jiao smiled and waited for a while until their cheers died down. She finally asked the question that had puzzled her just now: "Which one is Minaga?"

The celestial maidens were all stunned and checked with each other. After a long while, someone said, "When we came out, Menaga was dressing up and said she would be here later. It's strange, why can't we find her?"

"When we came out, we joked with her that she had been worried about her daughter for so many years, and now she is finally reunited with her daughter and is going to be the honorable queen mother."

"At that time, Shakuntala was expelled by Dusyanta. If the goddess had not intervened in time, Menaka would have secretly come down to earth to rescue his daughter."

"Alas, if he hadn't been afraid that his daughter would only be a celestial maiden if she followed him, and if he hadn't been sure that the celestial beings wouldn't really abandon his daughter, how could he have been willing to abandon Shakuntala in the woods..."

Wen Jiao was startled, with a bad feeling in her mind: "Where does she live? Lead the way!"

Menaga's residence is located in the center of the Flower Sea Monastery. Outside the house are beautiful blue jacarandas, and white peacocks with bright feathers are strolling leisurely in the courtyard. A row of golden bells are hung under the eaves, and the core is made of malachite of excellent quality, indicating that the owner was once favored and favored by the goddesses.

"Minajia, haven't you finished dressing up yet?" Her neighbor, the goddess, went over first and knocked on the door. "You don't know, the Demon-Subduing Goddess is going to take all of us to the Eastern Fairy Palace. From now on, we only need to concentrate on music, dance and performance, and we don't have to serve others anymore.

"Of course, you are going to be the Queen Mother to your daughter. If you don't finish dressing up, you will miss our farewell.

"Minajia, if you don't come out, we'll leave. Minajia, Minajia?"

Wen Jiao took a step forward and knocked open the tightly closed door. On the couch woven with vines, a woman was sleeping. White jasmine garlands were entwined in her black braids, and her fingertips, painted bright red with impatiens, were intertwined. Her hands were placed in front of her abdomen. A bright pearl necklace hung from her bun, and the gold-inlaid sapphires on her nose ring, earrings, and armlets sparkled. Her eyes were a rich purple and gold color, and her lips were full and bright.

All the gorgeous colors are piled on her, but not a single one can overshadow the unparalleled beauty of her face.

If Queen Chiji is the ultimate in desperate beauty and Lord Taiyin is the ultimate in cold beauty, then she is the ultimate in lustful beauty.

Even though she had stopped breathing.

"Minajia!" The neighboring goddess cried out in grief, "You are about to be reunited with your daughter, but you are still thinking about her. Why do you have to be so upset at this moment?"

Yeah, why?

Wen Jiao always believed that appreciation of the beauty of art should not be linked to desire, and the expression of desire should not be covered by the appreciation of art.

What on earth are the goddesses? When they perform, the audience praises them as the masters of the world. But when they finish their performance, the audience regards them as slaves in bed.

Sometimes it is as precious as jade, sometimes it is as cheap as mud.

What about the heart?

In the eyes of those high and mighty celestial beings, are they heartless objects?

Wen Jiao conjured up a silk scarf as clean as snow and ice, and gently covered Minaga's face with it.