【Kongjian】Save Erlang God

The two looked at each other for a long time, "Mother, uncle is going to kill father."

Yang Chan sighed, among all the things that the second brother asked so far, there is nothing easy to do except to kill Liu Yanchang.

"...Forget it, report to His Majesty, and the next stepmother will come."

Yang Jian was reviewing the Tiantiao, his brows were furrowed, thinking deeply about something.

Yang Chan walked up to Yang Jian confidently, thinking, it is because of these things that people will be brainwashed, and do things that harm others, so it is better to spend more time on etiquette and music.

"Second brother, this is my new piano, shall I teach you how to play it?"

She talked about a song, deliberately picked a tune that was slow and easy to learn, and the sound of the piano was melodious, "Second brother, come and try."

Yang Jian sat down, and his fingertips twitched. Not only did he play it, but he also added a lot of complicated details. The string song was prepared, and outsiders would not be able to hear the twists and turns. They would only think that the sound of the piano is much better.

"...I didn't expect the second brother to have such a talent for playing the piano. Then I will teach you embroidery. Look at this mandarin duck..." She gave Yang Jian a piece of embroidery material, and started to sew persistently.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then let go of his hand, and the needle embroidered on the fabric by itself, with light and fast movements.

"Second brother! What are you doing!"

"Embroidery." Yang Jian picked up the picture that was embroidered first, and smiled, "Look, third sister, it's done."

"...You are like this, you are like this," Yang Chan held back for a long time before saying, "You have no soul like this!!!"

Yang Jian looked blank, "Why do you come by yourself if you can save trouble?"

"..."

Yang Chan returned to Lingxiao Palace with tears streaming down her face.

Chen Xiang's heart skipped a beat, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, hey, the second brother is bullying people, hey hey."

"..."

The Jade Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his expression heavy, "I think that's the only way to go."

Yang Chan said with tears in her eyes, "What else can Your Majesty do?"

The Jade Emperor looked at them sympathetically, "I will use you to threaten him. If he does not continue to work for the Heavenly Court, I will take you to be buried with him when he dies. Come and arrest Yang Chan and her son!"

"..."

At this moment, a heavenly soldier suddenly stepped in hastily, and reported without regard for etiquette, "Your Majesty, Erlang Zhenjun left the Zhenjun Temple and went to the lower realm!"

The Jade Emperor's expression changed instantly, and he chased after him directly, "No, Yang Jian's condition is unstable, and I was forced into the memory several times before, so I don't know what he will do."

The three chased after them in a hurry, and saw that Yang Jian had landed in Liu's Village.

Yang Chan's heart sank, it seemed that Yanchang was doomed to escape this catastrophe...

Yang Jian lingered by the stream, not looking for Liu Yanchang's troubles, the scene changed rapidly, and there were more Xiaotiangou and Monkey King beside him.

Chen Xiang wondered: "Is this Xiaotiangou real or fake?"

The Jade Emperor hid in the bushes and replied: "Except for Yang Jian, they are all illusions created by him."

I saw Sun Wukong approaching Yang Jian and said something in Yang Jian's ear, which made Yang Jian laugh slightly.

"They are so familiar at this time? Why did Master and uncle..."

He clearly remembered that Master turned against Yang Jian because of himself...

Everyone quietly moved a few steps closer, and now they could hear the voice.

The Xiaotian dog barked twice, as if trying to drive Dou Shengfo away.

Yang Jian scratched the black dog's chin to comfort him.

Seeing him like this, Sun Wukong actually acted like a rogue, and imitated Xiaotiangou and squatted in front of Yang Jian with his hands on the ground, raised his head and dragged out his voice, "I——too—too!"

Yang Chan burst out laughing, "The prestige of the great sage has changed in front of the second brother."

Yang Jian was holding a black folding fan, and the wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, leaving phantom shadows in his deep black eyes, looking gentle and harmless.He stared at the monkey silently for a while, and scratched his furry cheek twice with his fingertips. Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes comfortably, and Yang Jian suddenly lifted his chin and lowered his head to kiss him.

His deep and sweet voice came from next to his ears, "Good boy, Chen Xiang is coming."

Sun Houzi was very coaxing, and after getting the sweet dates, he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In front of Yang Jian, Chen Xiang was transformed into a young man.

Chen Xiang looked at his uncle at that time putting on a golden lock for him, his nostalgic expression quickly dimmed, no one had ever celebrated his birthday so seriously before, when his peers around him were eating longevity noodles at the same table, he said It's a lie not to long for it. At that time, his uncle gave him the golden lock that symbolized blessing, and his heart jumped for joy.But precisely because of this, being betrayed was even more unbearable.

Where did that golden lock go?

Compared with the complicated mood now, the young Chen Xiang couldn't hide anything in his heart, grabbed the golden lock with surprise written in his eyes, and asked his uncle who looked like a banished fairy, "Golden?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but nodded.

"Uncle, it's good to have you!"

Love and hatred are all things to talk about.

At that time, the young man dragged someone's sleeves around Yang Jian and coquettishly asked him to come to see him every year, but Yang Jian couldn't resist him and had no choice but to agree.

Yang Jian watched the young man leave deeply, with an incomprehensible expression.

Xiaotiangou turned into a human form and asked, "Master, why don't you kill him now?"

"Presumptuous!" A low shout made Xiao Tiangou tremble in fright.

"Chen Xiang is the blood of my Yang family, I don't allow anyone to hurt him."

Chen Xiang's eyes widened suddenly, what? !Wasn't he acting on every occasion at that time, wasn't he trying his best to put himself to death?

"Hey, Erlang Zhenjun has such a temper." A teasing laugh came from the branches above his head, Yang Jian looked up, and saw Monkey King lying on the trunk among the dense and dense branches, with his legs crossed and his eyes downcast leisurely looking at the person under the tree a dog.

Yang Jian was helpless, "Why are you still here?"

Sun Wukong turned over and jumped down, landing straight in front of Yang Jian.

"How do you know what you want to do if you're not here. Right? You don't say anything."

Leaning at him with clear eyes, he snorted coldly, "Puhou."

Even though the hallucinations were filled with joy and laughter that actually happened, everyone felt bitterness in their hearts, and everyone knew clearly that time flies and the time flies by, and such days will never come back.

Chen Xiang frowned and felt deeply uneasy, he always felt that the situation would develop in an unpredictable direction.

Inside the Temple of the True Monarch.

Relying on the three-pointed and double-edged sword, Yang Jian watched Sun Wukong break into the secret room of the Zhenjun Temple with cold eyes, and did not stop him, and the soul-gathering cauldron lay quietly on the table.

Chen Xiang exclaimed in surprise and quickly covered her mouth, "This...it is!"

Monkey King asked eagerly: "Fourth princess, what exactly is Yang Jian going to do?"

"Yang Jian?" The fourth princess murmured in confusion, "I...I don't know..."

This time, Sun Wukong didn't restrain the anger in his pupils, strode up to Yang Jian, and grabbed his arm tightly, "Why do you want to erase the memory of the fourth princess?"

Yang Jian just shook off his hand indifferently, and passed Sun Wukong with an indistinct expression, "No comment."

Sun Wukong couldn't help being furious in his heart, "Why did you force the Meishan brothers away one by one? What do you want to do?"

At that time, Sun Wukong felt that Yang Jian's sneering and cold appearance was also tantalizingly seductive, but now he just thinks that the person in front of him is extremely hateful, and he can't wait to pry open his brain to see what is inside, so that he can't breathe come up.

Sun Wukong said, "Okay, you don't listen to me and go your own way. Do you have my grandson in your eyes?"

Yang Jian's movement of going out stagnated, his eyelashes drooped slightly, trembling almost invisibly, and he said after a long while: "Great Sage, now is not the time to talk about this."

"When is it?"

Everyone heard Sun Wukong's furious voice, every word stabbed into the heart like a knife, "Is it true that we will talk about it after you die?"

"..."

"Okay, I don't care about these things. I don't care if I'm a pawn or a tool in your eyes. I just want to know whether you will live or die after this incident?!" Sun Wukong asked with his last hope.

Yang Jian fell silent, Sun Wukong's heart gradually sank to the bottom, and he said after a long while: "...I can't guarantee it."

Compared with Yang Jian's plain and calm, Sun Wukong looked extremely unbearable, like a guy doing acrobatics in a troupe, he looked ridiculous and pitiful.

Sun Wukong said, "You will never see me again." He slammed the door and went out, but there was pain in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

At that time, Yang Jian thought that Monkey King was finally completely disappointed in him, but he didn't know that Monkey King had already cast a spell on him before today.

The three had a panoramic view of all this, and soon, Yang Jian stood on the cloud, enduring serious injuries and waiting for Monkey King, wanting to say goodbye to him.

Chen Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, broke free from Yang Chan's hand holding him, and rushed to Yang Jian, "Sun Wukong can't come back!"

Yang Jian looked at him without saying a word.

Chen Xiang gasped and shouted: "Even if you die, he won't be able to survive!"

So what's the point of all this apart from allowing the tragedy to repeat itself?

Yang Jian gently opened his pale lips, and the words he said made people fall into the ice cave, "Yang Jian has no use in the Three Realms, why can't he just die from his heart?"

Tears rolled down Yang Chan's cheeks.

Chen Xiang gritted her teeth, uncle, is your demon going to die again?

Chen Xiang trembled all over, felt that her internal organs were being gouged out, and knelt on the ground as if she was exhausted, "Uncle, I was wrong in the past, I was stupid and I was useless, I was the one who harmed you and...you and Master, all It's my fault, please don't die, Chen Xiang is willing to apologize with death! Or, or use a lifetime to redeem."

Yang Jian ignored him, and continued to repeat himself, "Yang Jian has no use in the Three Realms, why can't he just die from his heart?"

Chen Xiang finally cried bitterly.

Yang Jian tilted his head, finally raised his eyes to face him, walked slowly, half squatted in front of the tearful Chen Xiang, there was a hint of distress in his eyes, this distress was soon replaced by contempt, "Chen Xiang, congratulations. Got the Heavenly God Ax."

Chen Xiang's chest heaved violently, his eyes turned black, he curled up his fingertips forcefully, grabbed deeply into the soil, and stood up silently after a long time.

"...Erlang God,"

Chen Xiang wiped his face indiscriminately, his face was so stiff that he couldn't make any expression, he said in a hoarse voice intermittently: "The first thing I did when I opened the Heavenly God Ax out of the mountain was to get rid of you as a great evil for the Three Realms..."

Yang Jian smiled gratifiedly, "Let's do it."

White light flashed.

In the boundless world, only Yu Yang Chan's heart-piercing scream, "Don't——!!!"

A dull shock came from Chen Xiang's palm. His experience as a martial artist made him know that the blow was indeed a real blow. The Celestial God Ax is a magic weapon left over from the ancient times. Its power should not be underestimated. He lost his strength. He let go of his hand, even the judiciary god of Megatron Three Realms fell into a pool of blood after this hard blow.

At the last moment when Yang Jian closed his eyes, he vaguely saw Yang Chan stumbling towards him. He felt guilty and blamed himself for no reason, thinking that he did not leave alone and no one would collect his body, and it was not that no one would be touched by his death. He is not alone in life, and suddenly he feels that his death is well deserved and he has no regrets.

Yang Jian's scars were deep enough to be seen in the bones, Yang Chan was frightened by the scene before her second brother called out, and froze in place.

It was bright red in front of my eyes, and the peach petals were pattering like raindrops, falling from the sky in a steady stream, and soon a thick and soft layer was accumulated on the ground.A peach fell on Yang Jian's fingertips and broke in two, causing him to move slightly.

A few wisps of souls slowly rise up, pass through the clouds, and disappear soon.

Temple of the True Monarch.

Yang Jian opened his eyes suddenly, his slightly curly hair was wet with cold sweat, sticking sticky to his somewhat bewildered cheeks, his legs and feet were slightly numb, obviously he had been unconscious for a long time.He sat up a little hastily, so that the hideous wound extending from his chest to his abdomen was aching, which showed that all this was not a dream.

Many things that happened recently were too chaotic. He remembered that day when he discussed with the Jade Emperor about the new Tiantiao, before the discussion was over, the Buddha came, saying that he was ill and his life was not long.

Although he didn't understand what disease he had at that time, he was able to die with the body of a fairy, but now it seems that he is indeed extraordinary.

And after that... Some memories haunted him day and night like nightmares, and he couldn't get rid of them.

Until a few days ago, the pain of my sister and Chen Xiang was vivid in my memory, but I couldn't remember what happened specifically, I only hoped that they didn't hurt them.

He silently lowered his head and raised his hand to rub his astringent eyes. If possible, he actually didn't want to wake up.Yang Jian couldn't remember how long it had been since he fell asleep as well as today, but he only remembered that he didn't take the initiative to take a rest every day. Whenever he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Monkey King's cold and stiff corpse and his last words before he died, "You don't want to sleep again!" You can't see me either."

At that time, he only felt that the Monkey King was losing his temper, but now thinking about it, he felt more and more depressed, laughing at how ridiculous Zhenjun Erlang's plan was.

On the eve of Kunlun, what he should say is not farewell, but an apology.

Sorry, I hurt you.

The self-righteous death, the self-righteous farewell at the end of the day, was poured with cold water from the Kunlun Mountain Stream to wake up.

Yang Jian indulged himself and lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the roof.

The door opened with a creak, but Yang Jian didn't make any moves. He was really tired recently, so that turning around or saying thank you was enough to exhaust him.

Chen Xiang has been taking care of himself for a long time, he should put on a smiling face to let him not worry so much, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, "How long have I been asleep?"

There was no response for a long time, the visitor only walked gently to the bed, Yang Jian moved his body suspiciously, and then pressed against a familiar chest.

"..."

Yang Jian's whole body froze, and his breathing became short unconsciously. The body behind him was not as cold as he remembered, but warm, as if he had hugged him countless times.

"I'm sorry..." The man buried his head deeply into his neck, and apologized in a low voice, sounding extremely distressed.

After recovering from the shock, Yang Jian felt sour on the tip of his nose. Shouldn't he be the one to say this sorry?

His silly monkey, even now, is still thinking about taking everything for him.

So it was like people walking in the boundless desert crashed into an oasis, and once again ignited the hope of life.

Yang Jian grabbed the furry hand that was wrapping around his shoulder, his throat moved a few times, and only a sigh remained.

So the embrace behind him got a little tighter, making him breathless, "It's me."

The man let out a long breath, his tone was not as bright as usual, but low and hoarse, "I'm back."

that day.

The Peach Blossom Essence and Peach Blossom Essence blocked the ax the moment it fell, and were instantly split to pieces, taking most of the damage for Yang Jian.

In just a moment, the two goblins turned into their original forms.

A few wisps of soul slowly rise up.

Chen Xiang was stunned and couldn't recover, only after the Jade Emperor hurriedly said "Go!"

"Mom, help me watch uncle!"

"Agarwood?!"

Chen Xiang chased after him, spent a lot of effort to collect the soul, the soul gradually took shape, he looked at the soul of Monkey King in front of him in disbelief, how could a born stone monkey have a soul?

This is not the time to get to the bottom of it, so he summons somersault cloud to take Monkey King's soul to Tianzhu without delay.

The Tathagata Buddha was preaching scriptures with all the Buddhas, and the hand holding the beads stopped in the air when Chen Xiang arrived.

"Tathagata Buddha, please save and defeat the Buddha!"

Tathagata raised his hand to summon Sun Wukong's soul, and tapped his eyes, nose, mouth, torso and limbs a few times, "I have stabilized his soul and body, and he can be revived only when he is completely reshaped."

"Buddha..." Chen Xiang still felt sorry for him, "Fighting and defeating the Buddha is born as a stone monkey, and his soul is destroyed. Why..."

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled, "Chen Xiang, Sun Wukong was reborn when he attained enlightenment and became a Buddha. You split his soul into two halves, turning one half into a peach essence and the other half into a peach blossom essence. Scattered, the soul of the Buddha who fought and defeated the Buddha survived."

Chen Xiang suddenly realized, but secretly raised his eyes to look at the Buddha, Buddhism pays attention to the severance of love, the story of Monkey King and Yang Jian is shocking and violates the principle, can he tolerate it?

The Buddha saw through what was in his heart, and his voice was as thick as a bell, "Du Victory Buddha's nature is difficult to train, and nine nine 81 difficulties have not restrained his temper. Anyway, although the two of them are at fault, the crime is not enough to die, this time it is all a lesson."

Everyone calls me Buddha's mercy.

My Buddha is merciful, so there are all living beings, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and joy, so that people can truly feel alive.

In order to have the following scene.

"Tao Zijing said that you did a lot of things to apologize to me when I was not around." Sun Wukong was asking the teacher for his sin.

"Oh?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, "For example?"

Sun Wukong hugged him violently, "Hook three and four, don't obey women's ways."

Yang Jian rolled his eyes at him.

Sun Wukong was still babbling on and on, "If you can't see my old grandson, you will find someone else, and you will always abandon it."

"But it doesn't matter, I'm back now, that kid Chen Xiang is gone."

"And that Jade Emperor..."

Yang Jian couldn't bear it anymore, "We are uncles and nephews."

Monkey King smiled and did not refute.

"Anyway, you only like me. There is no one more handsome than Monkey King in the Three Realms." Sun Wukong smiled brightly, and kissed him on the face, "Are you right?"

Both of them were very weak, and after a few jokes, they both fell asleep again.

It wasn't until the next day when I went up to three poles that I woke up slowly.

Yang Jian suddenly thought of something and asked, "Where's Peach Essence?"

Monkey King gnawed a peach, "Eat it."

"..." Oh, how pitiful.

On the road of reincarnation, Tao Zijing smiled at Jiuquan, the peach blossoms were light rain that year, after all, it was a wrong payment~