Monkey King in Marvel

In the evening, a meteor suddenly streaked across the sky over New York.

When the radiance was shining, one split into two, one sank into the waters near Manhattan, and the other landed in Queens.

The Jamaican neighborhood is a low-rise building complex near Brooklyn, and the residents of this complex are mainly Latino and African-American.

In a dark and damp alley, there was a sudden painful scream.Then, with a bang, three black young men with a carefree appearance ran out from the alley.After the three black youths came out, they carefully observed the surrounding environment, and found that no one noticed, so they pulled the hood on their heads and walked away.

About ten minutes after the black youth left, a "dead body" lying in a pool of blood moved in the alley.

As the breath recovered, the "dead corpse" struggled to sit up, and glanced at the alley with a blurred gaze. There was a strong and pungent smell of urine and blood in his nose, and a stabbing pain in his head.

The "dead corpse" endured a headache, leaned on the wall, and staggered out of the alley step by step.

After walking out of the alley, the eyes are full of strange things that have never been seen before.

A dazzling light flashed, and the "dead corpse" leaned over involuntarily.

This is a small round mirror, under the afterglow of the setting sun, it clearly presents everything.

In the mirror is a short-haired boy with black eyes and yellow skin, wearing black and white exotic clothes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a thin figure, and a handsome face with some blood stains, but there is a cowardly look between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Who is this? Who am I?"

Seeing the young man in the mirror, the "dead corpse" couldn't help but wonder.

"Dongsheng Shenzhou, Aolai Kingdom, Huaguo Mountain, Water Curtain Cave, Monkey King, Monkey King, Monkey King! Yes, I am the Monkey King, Monkey King, Monkey King, Monkey King is me!"

The young man muttered something, his eyes flashed brightly, and the trace of cowardice between his brows disappeared.

"Where did you get that dirty yellow monkey, get out of here." A middle-aged Caucasian man wearing a peaked cap, over six feet tall and as strong as a bear, with messy tattoos on his bare skin, saw a young Asian He was sneaking around beside his car, and immediately burst into anger, and rushed up cursing.

As the talent approached, he raised his hand and grabbed Sun Wukong by the collar, ready to give this Asian young man who dared to hit his car a hard time.

But just as he stretched out his hand, before he touched the collar of the young Asian, the young Asian grabbed his arm first.

What surprised him even more was that the thin hand that was holding onto his arm, like a bird's claw, was like iron tongs, holding his arm tightly. It squeaked, as if it was about to be cut off at any moment.

The middle-aged Caucasian man was sweating coldly from the pain, his face was turbulent, his veins were exposed, and he was terrified. When he saw the other person's eyes, he found that they were a pair of red eyes. The indescribable fierceness, violence, frenzy, and rebelliousness seemed to be seeing an angry King Kong.

"what--"

When he felt that his arm was about to be broken and screamed, the Asian young man suddenly screamed in hysterical pain, and then let go of the hand that was holding his arm.

Although he saw the other party hugging his head and kneeling on the ground in pain, the middle-aged Caucasian man was frightened by what happened just now, and couldn't think of revenge at all. go.

Not long after the middle-aged Caucasian man left, the Asian young man who remembered that he was Monkey King from Shuilian Cave, Huaguo Mountain, Aolai Country, Dongsheng Shenzhou, stood up. The rage also slowly dissipated.

With the fusion of Yuanshen and the remaining soul of this body, he has already remembered some things that happened to him.

The Immortal Stone of Huaguo Mountain was born, and traveled across the ocean to learn art in Fangcun Mountain. The art became a prestige, and Huaguo Mountain was proclaimed holy. After obtaining the Dinghai God Needle, he caused a disturbance in the Heavenly Palace and was crushed under Five Fingers Mountain.In order to get out of Wuzhishan and gain freedom, he humiliated and agreed to worship Tang Seng as his teacher and escort him to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures.

It's just that I don't know what happened next, I smashed my golden body that was invulnerable to fire and water, and broke the heavy restrictions set by Guanyin with the golden hoop. Finally, through an unknown number of times and spaces, he came to this strange land outside the territory.

Perhaps it was because the power of the primordial spirit was consumed so much that I couldn't remember many things.

But now, after the fusion of Yuanshen and the remaining soul of this weak body, he has obtained a lot of memories about this extraterritorial place.He learned that this unheard-of extraterritorial place is called Earth, and that he is now in a country called the United States, Queens, New York.

Here, there is no Three Realms, not to mention the Five Elements, and gods and monsters naturally do not exist. The Lingshan Heavenly Court only exists in the virtual world, so you don’t have to worry about being hunted down again. everything that happened to me.

Right now, all kinds of bizarre phenomena that can be seen as far as the eye can see have never been seen or heard before.It is very different from the four major continents, whether it is Dongshengshenzhou, Xiniuhezhou, Nanfangbuzhou, or Beijuluzhou.

For example, those who run on the ground and fly in the sky do not need horses or dragons to drive them, but they can travel thousands of miles a day. Although it is not as good as somersaulting clouds, it is not as good as the magical powers of Buddhism and Taoism.

But when he sighed secretly about the magic of this earth, he thought of a bad thing through his memory: there is no aura of heaven and earth on this earth!

Although it is not to say that without spiritual energy, one cannot cultivate, but it is undoubtedly much slower.As for the human mortal body, the mere few decades of longevity, I am afraid that he has died before he has taken half a step on the way of cultivation.

Even if it's me, the celestial womb that I was born with, has been using it innocently since the beginning of the world, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and going through endless years to transform into a living being.There is also Patriarch Bodhi's ear-to-mouth instruction to teach magic and supernatural powers. After decades of practice, and eating an unknown number of peach golden pills, he has achieved little success.

Maybe this is why there are no immortals, Buddhas, demons and monsters on the earth.

Now the main body has vanished into thin air, and this body is extremely weak. When my soul was bent down, it was injured in many places, and it would have no life. With the recovery of spiritual power, I am afraid that this physical body has completely died.

Glancing at the wounded part on the upper left of the abdomen, someone had stabbed a wound nearly an inch wide with a knife, which was also a fatal wound to the body. Because the wound was so large that it caused a lot of blood loss, it was impossible to get immediate medical treatment. die.But now he has been healed after being treated with spiritual power, leaving only a pool of dark red blood.

If you want to cultivate this mortal body, it may not be easy in the absence of aura and treasures.But now he has settled down, without the pursuit of Lingshan and Tianting, there is no rush for cultivation.As for Jeremy's potential enemies, it's just scabies.

Sun Wukong moved his limbs a bit. Although his body was still slightly uncomfortable, it was no longer a serious problem.

He identified the direction, and while absorbing the memory of the physical body, he walked.

The original owner of the physical body was a Chinese, whose surname was Sun, and whose Chinese name was Wukong. It seemed that they were destined to each other. It seemed that there was some kind of providence in the dark, and the two guys who were also Sun Wukong were merged together.The English name is Jeremy. According to the customs here, it should be pronounced as Jeremy Sun.

His parents died early, and he lived in an uncle's house. The home address is the Flushing community, an Asian gathering area in Queens.

The reason why he came to the Jamaican community, which is much worse in terms of law and order than Flushing, is because here he has a friend he made in elementary school.Although this friend separated after he moved out of Jamaica, he has always had a relatively close relationship. For Jeremy, who is withdrawn and cowardly and difficult to make good friends, he cherishes the friendship with this black friend.

So much so that this black friend did some illegal activities, and he was willing to help cover them.Only recently this black friend died, in his own apartment.According to the police investigation, he committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

It's just that Jeremy thought his friend was murdered, because he received a strange email from his friend before his death, so he ran over to investigate secretly by himself, and also found some clues.Unfortunately, just after he came out of the apartment, he was targeted by three armed black men and died in the alley.

People came and went on the street, and I didn't know how far they had walked. Monkey King felt exhausted after losing too much blood. He looked around and saw a long bench not far away, so he walked over.

The stagnant blood in the body needs to be forced out of the body as soon as possible, otherwise the Qi and blood will not flow smoothly, and I am afraid that I will not be able to continue walking.

"You're bleeding a lot, do you want me to call 911?"

Sun Wukong touched the long bench and just sat down to prepare for luck, when a voice came from the side, and when he looked up, it was the "next seat", an eleven or twelve-year-old girl.

Orb-like blue eyes, very clear eyes, pale golden hair tied into a small ponytail, wearing a green skirt school uniform, next to her small yellow schoolbag, holding a Pink iron case.

The little girl's chin was missing two teeth, and her speech was a bit leaky, but her tone was quite calm, and she didn't panic because of the blood on Monkey King.

Sun Wukong froze for a moment and shook his head to express that he didn't need it. Although the blood on his body looked scary, the wound had already healed, leaving only red marks, so naturally he didn't need the help of 911.

Oh, that iron case is a mobile phone, a wonderful thing that can transmit sound across thousands of miles, and is used to call 911 and ask for help.

He sat up straight, focused on adjusting his breath, and after a few breaths, he pinched a few formulas with both hands and quickly pressed them on his body. When his body made a sound like fried beans, he slapped his abdomen and chest twice.

puff!

A mouthful of dark red blood gushed out of his throat and splashed on the grass, which startled the two passers-by and ran away in panic.

"Are you a wizard?" The little girl's clear and calm question like an oriole came in my ear, and then a small hand holding a snow-white tissue was stretched out, "I see your gesture just now , much like a wizard casting a spell."

The bruise was forced out, the Qi and blood flowed freely, and Sun Wukong, who felt at ease, took the tissue, wiped off the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, and said with a grin: "Actually, I am a monster."

It's a pity that Sun Wukong said that he was always a monster and didn't scare the little girl. I don't know if it's because the body is too thin, or the little girl is not afraid of tigers when she is a newborn calf.

"A monster similar to a human, is it a vampire?" The little girl took a look at the setting sun that had not completely fallen, and then denied her own thoughts. According to legend, vampires are afraid of the sun, "Not a vampire, a werewolf? It seems a bit thin .”

Although he wasn't the wizard in his imagination, the monster seemed pretty good too. He had never seen a monster before, and the little girl started guessing excitedly.

After guessing for a long time, I didn't get the answer I wanted, so the little girl stopped guessing altogether, and asked cautiously, "Then Mr. Monster, can I make friends with you?"

"If you don't mind being friends with a demon king who can eat people." Sun Wukong deliberately showed his neat and deep white teeth when he said this, "Of course it's no problem."

"My name is Mindy, Mindy McCready, you can call me little Mindy, that's what my father always calls me." Apparently Monkey King's words didn't frighten her, the little girl introduced herself very solemnly, and seemed to be Fearing that Mr. Monster would spell his name wrong, he took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag and wrote it down stroke by stroke.

"Jeremy Sun, but I still have a name—Wukong." Seeing that the little girl was a little confused, Sun Wukong took the pen and paper and spelled it out in Chinese and English respectively.

"Sun, Jeremy, Wukong, well, why don't I call you Jeremy." Maybe the pinyin of the word "Wukong" is a bit awkward to pronounce, so the little girl chose to call Sun Wukong Jeremy, which is more popular. name, "okay?"

"Ok."

Speaking of which, when the Heavenly Palace was in trouble, the word Sun Wukong was spread throughout the universe, and the four seas and thousands of mountains were all bowed down.Unexpectedly, in the eyes of a little girl, it is not as easy to pronounce as a popular name, but Sun Wukong doesn't care much about going to the countryside to do as the Romans do.

After exchanging names as friends, the next step is of course to exchange contact information.

"Also, here are my mobile phone, Facebook and Twitter accounts." The little girl wrote down her contact information on the piece of paper with her name on it, and handed it to Monkey King.

Sun Wukong, a "countryman" from Huaguoshan Water Curtain Cave, of course does not have any mobile phone, Facebook and Twitter accounts, but Jeremy has one, so he searched his memory and wrote it down for the little one. girl.

The little girl was very satisfied with Sun Wukong's actions, but she quickly remembered something, slapped her head, and said somewhat annoyedly: "Oops, it's already late, and my father will definitely blame me when I go back, and maybe I will be grounded. "

However, her annoyance came and went quickly, and she carried her schoolbag with a smile on her back, and said to Sun Wukong: "Goodbye, my friend, Mr. Monster, please contact me."

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the small figure pulling diagonally moved further and further away.