I am old in the Han Dynasty

Xie Lang affirmed: "No!"

"Explain." Liu Che pointed to the golden nanmu floor.

Xie Lang had a headache and couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "I really found it in the mountains. Why doesn't Your Majesty believe it?"

"I found it in the fairy mountain?" Liu Che blurted out.

Xie Lang sighed, "Has Zhongqing ever seen a god?"

Wei Qing shook his head.

Xie Lang looked at Liu Che, "Has Your Majesty seen it? Caomin is talking about real gods, not real god sticks."

"God stick?" Liu Che asked back.

Xie Lang nodded, "A villain who pretends to be a ghost and deceives the world. Apart from this kind, has Your Majesty ever seen a true god?"

"Do you know something?"

Xie Lang didn't want to say it, but Liu Che stared at him, "The grass people only know that there is no god in the world. If you dare to say that you can communicate with gods, you must be a magician. It is said that children's eyes are the cleanest, and they can see things that adults can't see." Things, Xiaoqi, have you ever seen a fairy?"

"No." The child shook his head, "The third master is better than a god."

Xie Lang quickly said: "There is no need to say this sentence."

"I think what Xiao Qi said is right." Liu Che said with a smile, "Immortals never show mercy to the world."

The things Xie Sanlang grows benefit all people.

Hearing his hidden meaning, Xie Lang wanted to sigh again, "There are several volumes of "Book of Changes" here. His Majesty said something, and Cao Min gave His Majesty a test for good or bad. In fact, Your Majesty can also do the math himself."

"I won't." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang got up to look for three copper coins, brought over the "Book of Changes" he just bought a few days ago, and handed the copper coins to Liu Che.

"I really can't." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang: "Your Majesty, just throw it away. When throwing it, think about that matter silently."

"You really understand?" Liu Che doubted.

Xie Lang smiled and said: "With the "Book of Changes" in hand, even Xiao Qi can divination for His Majesty."

Liu Che was skeptical, tossed the copper coins six times, and Xie Lang followed suit and drew six lines on the paper.However, seeing that there were only lines but no words, Liu Che couldn't help but suspect that he was fooling himself again, "Is this all right?"

Xie Lang opened "Book of Changes" to find the corresponding line, and pointed it to Liu Che, "Here."

Liu Che picked it up and saw that it was exactly as he expected. He opened his mouth wide in surprise, "What's going on?"

Xie Lang smiled and said, "Everything in the world, good or bad, can be explained in the "Book of Changes". A powerful warlock memorizes the 64 hexagrams by heart, and according to the measured results," pointing to the six bars on the paper, " Speaking of the interpretation of this hexagram in "Book of Changes", His Majesty will find it amazing if he doesn't know the truth."

"What do you mean is not magical? How can this result be explained?" Liu Che asked.

Xie Lang: "It's just a coincidence. It's like the first hexagram in "Book of Changes", Qian hexagram, good luck. If His Majesty wishes someone to die sooner, and the divination result is Qian hexagram, His Majesty will think it is very accurate. There is no need for warlocks to say more.

"If it is bad, the sorcerer can explain that that person is more or less auspicious, and it is also good for His Majesty. If the result is bad or bad, the sorcerer will say according to His Majesty's expression that His Majesty still needs to wait.

"After a long time, if His Majesty's wish has not been fulfilled, His Majesty will think that the time has not come. After a while, His Majesty will think that the wish is fulfilled, and the Warlock is right, and it really needs to wait.

"Recall, Your Majesty, did the sorcerer never tell the hexagram to death when he explained it? For example, I had a bloody disaster, and I asked the sorcerer if there was a way to solve it. The sorcerer said he would stay in the house and not come out. I hid, and I would think that the sorcerer That's right. I didn't hide on purpose, and I was injured, which can also prove that the warlock is right."

"If you don't hide, and there is no bloody disaster, how can you explain it?" Liu Che asked.

Xie Lang smiled and said: "There is no need to explain. Warlocks never say that I have a bloody disaster at a certain moment."

"Yes, they seem to like to talk about recent days." Wei Qing continued.

When Liu Che heard this, he suddenly turned to Wei Qing, "Your brother Zhongqing is a Marquis?"

Xie Lang was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said with a wry smile: "How does His Majesty want the grassroots to answer? It's just a sentence of His Majesty to be named a Marquis and Prime Minister."

"You also know it's my words?" Liu Che said.

Xie Lang nodded, "The Caomin have always known."

"Then you still dare to deceive the king?"

Xie Lang had a headache, why did he come back again, "Really not. Besides, even if the Caomin is a god who has gone down to earth, he is just an ordinary person at this time. Whether he lives or dies depends on His Majesty's words. Why should Your Majesty care about Caomin?" What about identity?

"If Your Majesty insists on Cao Min's recognition, then Cao Min is a god. If Your Majesty thinks Cao Min is a warlock, then Cao Min is a warlock who has just come into contact with "Book of Changes" and hasn't even finished a volume."

"You..." Liu Che pointed at him, "Don't act like I'm forcing you."

Xie Lang thought to himself, aren't you forcing me?

"Caomin and His Majesty talked so much because they wanted to tell His Majesty that many things in the world seem mysterious, but in fact they are just people don't understand. After you understand it, you will find that there is nothing magical about it." Xie Lang said.

"Hearing what you said, divination is not magical. It is magical to move a log at least five feet wide from the mountain with one's own strength." Liu Che said, glanced at the ebony table, and explained!

This stalk is impossible.

Xie Lang pointed outside, "It will be dark if His Majesty doesn't go back."

"There are still two hours before dark. I came here on horseback, and I can reach Chang'an in half an hour." Liu Che said.

Xiao Qi couldn't help yawning, "Master, I'm sleepy."

"Come here and I'll hug you to sleep." Xie Lang stretched out his hand, and the child nestled in Xie Lang's arms.Xie Lang looked at Liu Che, "Playing chess?"

Liu Che almost choked on his own saliva, "I'll let you explain."

"Cao Min just bought it, it's new." Xie Lang said seriously, "It's on the wooden shelf where the pen and ink are placed. Please Zhongqing help me get it."

Wei Qing looked at Liu Che, should he take it?

Liu Che wanted to say ignore him.Suddenly thought of Xie Lang's identity, a grassroots in the silkworm farm.

Literacy can be said to be taught by the master, and his chess skills are superb. Xie Lang dared to say that the master taught him. He brought the master and he could tell the truth by trying it.

"I'll play with you." After Liu Che finished speaking, Wei Qing brought Qi over.

They were all suspected of being gods, and Xie Lang stopped hiding his secrets, and played chess with Liu Che with his real skills.

Liu Che was mentally prepared for Xie Lang's superb chess skills, and he didn't dare to relax in the process of playing chess, because it gave Xie Lang a headache.

Xie Lang originally wanted to put some water, but found that Liu Che was difficult to deal with, so when Liu Che showed joy and Xie Lang had no chance of winning, he said, "Your Majesty is indeed Your Majesty. The grassroots lost."

"Don't continue?" Liu Che pointed to the chessboard, "Wait, what kind of wood is your chessboard made of?" Before he could speak, he said, "Don't fool me with trees I haven't heard of."

Xie Lang: "This one is really ordinary. It's made of Torreya wood used by doctors."

"It's a pity that I haven't heard of Torreya chinensis." Liu Che looked at him with a smile.

Xie Lang really wanted to say, it's because you are ignorant.

But who is he, the emperor.

Xie Lang: "Your Majesty likes it, Caomin is willing to give it to His Majesty."

"It's useless." Liu Che spit out two words lightly.

Xie Lang couldn't help rubbing his forehead again, "Cut off the grass people's heads and use them as kicks for His Majesty?"

"I don't lack Cuju. I don't lack people around me, I only need explanations."

Xie Lang was tired. He knew that Liu Che was so persistent. Liu Che was going to kill him, but he didn't dare to let Liu Che in. "Caomin is really not a god, I can't explain it."

"I don't think you dare—" Liu Che looked up and saw the eight people standing in a daze in the yard, and couldn't help patting his forehead, really confused by Xie Sanlang's anger.

With so many outsiders around, Xie Lang didn't dare to say that he wanted to kill Xie Lang.

"Go out and wait, I'll be back in a while. Don't tell the villagers that I plan to buy Sanlang's things." Liu Che said.

Liu Che and Xie Lang didn't speak very loudly, Xie Lang's house had a very long yard, and at noon, either the dog barked or the cow and the donkey barked, so the eight people couldn't hear what they were saying clearly.

The eight people mistakenly thought that Liu Che wanted to talk to Xie Lang about the rare things of Xie Lang's family, so they opened the door and went out to chat with the village, and inquired about the magical golden monkey, white tiger and black wolf of Xie Lang's family by the way.

"Can we talk now?" Liu Che looked at Xie Lang.

Xie Lang sighed, "Have to say?"

"I am Jun."

Such three words made Xie Lang very helpless, but he could not say that he had a map of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

"Has Your Majesty ever heard about past and present lives?" Xie Lang asked.

Liu Che has really heard of it, "You want to say that you were an emperor in your previous life, and the nanmu used for the coffin? There are also many nanmu in the tomb. After your parents go, there is no need to explain to others, and no one dares to care about you, so they will leave your grave. Have you taken out all the things in it?"

Xie Lang was dumbfounded. This insight was worthy of being the Emperor Wu of Han who dared to order Zhang Qian to go to the Western Regions as soon as he took the throne.

Xie Lang was convinced, really convinced.

"You thought you were Qin Shihuang in your previous life." Liu Che glared at him.

Xie Lang came back to his senses instantly, "No!"

"Then how do you plan to make it up?" Liu Che asked.

It took me a second to make up this word.

Xie Lang knew very well that no one would believe a lie, and if the truth was too true, others would suspect it.He simply said half-truth, "Caomin does remember things from his previous life."

"Were you a general in your previous life?" Wei Qing asked.

Xie Lang calculated carefully, "The generals over there in my previous life are different from this one. Only very, very powerful people can be named generals."

"My generals were not appointed casually," Liu Che said.

Xie Lang knew that he would say this, "Outstanding ability, it's very difficult for anyone who is 35, 40 or even [-] years old to be named a general."

"The Year of Fortitude?" Liu Che snorted, "You really dare to make it up."

Xie Lang felt helpless, "Every time the grassroots people tell the truth, His Majesty doesn't believe it. Instead, he listens to the lies with great interest. Humanity here has been rare since ancient times. The average life expectancy in the place where I lived in my previous life was already 75 years old.

"A 40-year-old person is in his prime. I was 37 years old when I died in my previous life. I performed a mission assigned by the court. On the way back, unfortunately, I encountered a storm and was photographed in the sea and drowned."

Liu Che looked at Wei Qing, do you believe it?

"Where's Your Majesty?" Wei Qing looked at Liu Che.

Liu Che: "What does this have to do with your things?"

"Caomin was a spy in his previous life. He was a person who disguised himself and went to the enemy's country to inquire about news. The imperial court spent a lot of money to train him." Xie Lang said, "Unfortunately, the enemy once discovered that Caomin had no choice but to hide in a cave. He was hungry. A few days ago, I dreamed about mutton, but there was a pile of peaches in front of me.

"The grass people thought it was sent by the gods, so they kowtowed to the gods, hoping to eat meat, but they didn't. When the grass people died in the previous life, they didn't see the gods. That's why the grass people dare to say that there are no gods in the world."

"How do you explain those things?" Liu Che asked.

Xie Lang: "There are tens of thousands of miraculous things in the world. When Caomin died in his previous life, he thought he would surely die. Who would have thought that he would come back to life here. In fact, he didn't come back to life. It was the people from Shanhuangli who gave Caomin a sap to make him die. Caomin remembered the past. At first Caomin thought it was a fake, but once he was curious, he thought about it carefully, and finally figured out the sweet potato."

"The ones you planted behind your house?" Liu Che asked like this, and couldn't help but slander in his heart. This Xie Sanlang has made up stories from beginning to end.

Xie Lang nodded, "Yes. However, Cao Min also found that the person who gave Cao Min was very mean."

"How did you find out?" Liu Che was very curious about how he made it up. "Did you dream about it?"

Xie Lang shook his head, "No. Caomin wanted some wood when building a house, but it was useless after thinking about it for a few days. Caomin asked Zhongqing to make tofu public, and if he wanted to use nanmu for the floor, there would be a pile of wood in the house Phoebe, as well as red toon and ebony.

"Caomin wanted cotton clothes, and a bag of cotton that hadn't been seeded came out. It took Caomin half a month to make something that removed the cotton seeds and put the flowers together.

"All in all, the grass people help others to get what the grass people want. It is impossible for the grass people to sit and eat until they are hungry. A few days ago, the grass people gave His Majesty how to make plows, rakes and cogwheels. They can do whatever they want, but except Fruits, other things have to be done by the grassroots themselves."

Wei Qing couldn't help asking: "The deer you gave me—"

"There are only those that swim in the water and those that grow on the ground." Xie Lang looked at Liu Che, "There are very few of them every time. If you want a lot, you have to grow them yourself."

Liu Che looked at him with a smile, "Why don't I believe it."

"Your Majesty wants to say that the gods gave it to the grass people?" Xie Lang shook his head, "Impossible. There really are gods, and the gods have to guard the grass people for twelve hours a day. Because the grass people say what I want, that thing will appear."

Liu Che: "Then think of one for me now."

"Okay." Xie Lang concentrated his attention, his consciousness sneaked into the map of Jiangshan, his lips parted slightly, "Pomegranate!"

Snapped!

Liu Che was startled, and took a closer look, and saw four big red pomegranates.

Xie Lang picked up one, broke it hard and handed half of it to Liu Che and Wei Qing.

The two took it in a daze, and the cold pomegranate seeds woke them up immediately. Seeing that it was true, they looked at each other, and Liu Che asked, "Isn't this a fairy?"

"It is said that gods do not eat whole grains. His Majesty tied up the grass people and locked them up for half a month. If the grass people came out alive, the grass people would admit that they are gods." Xie Lang looked at Liu Che, "The grass people are really gods, and there is no need to hide it from your majesty. If one is not happy, just take Xiaoqi and go to other places."

There's no need to waste saliva with you here.

Liu Che heard his hidden meaning, "Then you still dare to say that there are no gods in the world?"

"Caomin has heard a saying in his previous life, and if he has not experienced it, he has no right to speak. Your Majesty, Zhongqing, and Caomin, who has died once? Besides, there are really gods, Shang Zhou and Xia Jie have no chance to kill them."

"The gods don't care about people's affairs." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang: "That's not even grassroots." Pointing to the unfinished sweet potatoes beside him, he reminded Liu Che that he had mixed a lot.

"That's why I suspect that you are an immortal who has gone down to earth."

Xie Lang couldn't help but lay down on the table, there's more to it.

Seeing him like this, Wei Qing couldn't help laughing and said, "What happened to you cannot be explained by common sense."

"I'm not the only one who is miraculous in the world." Xie Lang sat up straight and pointed outside, "I brought the white tiger back from the mountains. The golden monkey and the little wolf came by themselves. Could it be that your majesty is a god?" Let them come? The grass people want a white 罴 the most. The gods should send a white 罴 if they want to.”

"Let me change one more thing." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang: "It's not a change, it's a change. Caomin paid for it with hard work."

"Then work hard and you can change a few more for me." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang looked at him, "Your Majesty, say it again, I am not a warlock, and I don't know their tricks. If you don't believe me, you can hold my hands." Handed both hands to Wei Qing.

Wei Qing looked at Liu Che.

Liu Che nodded slightly.

Wei Qing reached out and grabbed him.Xie Lang calmed down, a bunch of grapes from the western regions and a handful of jujubes from the east were placed on the table.

Liu Che watched these things appear out of thin air, and said in surprise, "Your hand is stronger than a god."

"It's not a god, it's not a god, it's not a god." Xie Lang almost wanted to bump his head to death.

Wei Qing picked up the jujube and looked at Xie Lang.

Xie Lang took it, rubbed it on his body and bit off half, and put the other half into Wei Qing's hands.

"Really?" Wei Qing asked in surprise.

Xie Lang picked a grape, turned around and pointed to the chicken coop, "The grass people worried that one day they would not be able to eat it, so they asked for a tree and planted it over there."

Liu Che unscrewed a grape and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste filled his mouth, and Liu Che couldn't help but say, "A god like you can't compare."

"It's said that gods don't get sick. Grassmen will." Xie Lang said, "This year the grassmen got sick twice. Once they drank some ginger soup, and once they coughed for half a month to recover. Besides, the grassroots didn't dare to be too greedy. In the previous life Live to 37, Cao Min is very worried that he will not live to be 27 today."

Liu Che's hand shook, and the jujube he just picked up fell on the table, "No way. There is a saying that a good person does not live long, and a disaster will last for thousands of years. In your previous life, you were a good person who loved the country and the people. In this life, you are a disaster. You will surely live a long life." Hundred years old."

My day is your uncle!You are a scourge!

Xie Lang quickly swallowed back the words that came to his lips, took a deep breath, and said insincerely, "Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty."

Liu Che: "Change a few more things."

You fucking think I'm Doraemon.

It's a pity that Xie Lang dared not speak out, "Don't blame the grassroots when something strange comes out."

"Stop!" Liu Che said quickly, "That's it for today."

Xie Lang: "Does Your Majesty still believe in God?"

Liu Che has believed in it for decades, how could he not believe it because of his few words.

It's just that after Xie Langnathon's explanation of "Book of Changes", warlocks are no longer unfathomable in his eyes.

Besides, with Xie Lang around, Thaksin is nothing.In the future, if you really meet someone who claims to be a god, just bring him here and let him make gestures with Xie Lang.

Xie Lang is not a god who can conjure fruits from all over the world, and others are not as good as him, so they are naturally magic sticks.

"This is my business." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang nodded, "As long as His Majesty believes in the grass people, don't let the grass people do things that the grass people can't do, and let the grass people admit that there are gods in the world."

Liu Che almost choked again, "How can you change as you say?"

"Your Majesty just needs to remain unchanged." Xie Lang said.

Liu Chexu nodded at him, "I can't beat you with your mouth. Change this for me." Pointing to Putao.

Damn!I really think of him as Doraemon.

"Grassmen try."

Liu Che: "Two more strings, I will leave."

"Change is possible. Remind Your Majesty once again that Cao Min is eighteen this year and has 19 years to live. This is very likely to be true." Xie Lang looked at him, do you want to eat, or do you want me to die early.

Xie Lang is now a cornucopia in Liu Che's eyes.With Xie Lang alive, anything is possible.To die is like a lamp going out.

Liu Che was really taken aback by his words.

But when he thought about Xie Lang always saying half and half, "Apart from Xiao Qi, do you have any other concerns?"

Damn!

Xie Lang opened his mouth, "Your Majesty, from today on, His Majesty is the ancestor of the grassroots, okay?"

"I dare not be the ancestor of the gods."

Fuck the gods.

Xie Lang: "Your Majesty, if the villagers know—"

"It's impossible for them to know. There will be no fourth person to know. You are worrying too much." Liu Che looked at Wei Qing.

Wei Qing immediately said: "Sanlang, take this matter into the coffin for the Brotherhood."

Xie Lang sighed and stood up while supporting the table.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Che hurriedly asked.

Xie Lang looked up to the sky and sighed, "Flying into the sky."

Liu Che's heart tightened, and he stood up abruptly.

Xie Lang turned around on the spot, bowed his waist and ran quickly to the bedroom on the west side.

Liu Che suddenly realized that he had been tricked again, and said angrily, "Xie Sanlang!"

"Keep down. Your Majesty woke Xiao Qi up." Xie Lang patted Xiao Qi's back, the child turned over and continued to sleep, Xie Lang tore a clean cloth out.

Liu Che saw what was in his hand, "To be your wings?"

"Your Majesty has seen a lot of magic sticks." Xie Lang glanced at him, and sat down opposite him, "Those who hold the fly whisk and mutter something, or need to burn incense, kowtow, or disciples to cooperate are all magic sticks.

"Maybe there are miraculous people in the world, just like Caomin. But if he is like Caomin, he doesn't need those external things. Just recite it silently in your heart." He said, putting the grapes on the cloth bag.

Liu Che understood, "Bao Guozi."

"Your Majesty came here on horseback. The grass people found a wooden box for His Majesty, but His Majesty couldn't bring it back." After Xie Lang finished speaking, he was stunned.

Liu Che wanted to speak, but Wei Qing whispered, "Sanlang is begging for something from His Majesty."

As the voice fell, two bunches of grapes, two grapefruits, a handful of winter dates, a handful of figs and a few green apples appeared on the sackcloth.

Liu Che laughed angrily, "Xie Sanlang, Xie Sanlang, someday you won't be able to change things, I won't cut you to pieces, I will be your little seven."

"Whatever. If you can't ask for something, it means that the grass people are dying." Xie Lang said with a look of dead pigs who are not afraid of boiling water, "You can make His Majesty happy when you are dying, and the grass people are not in vain to come to this world. "

He doesn't want high-ranking officials and generous salary, and he doesn't see that he loves beauties. The only Xiaoqi who can be called his weakness is his adopted child.He is not afraid of death.

Liu Che has never seen such a desireless person in his life.It is said that he is not a god who has gone down to earth to endure calamities, and he would not believe Liu Che even if he was killed.

What pays will be rewarded.

One tofu will benefit all the people, no matter how stingy the gods are, they will not miss these few fruits.

Look at how he is clasping, most of these fruits are from his mansion, and he has planted a few plants of each. If you want to eat this season, you have to wait until next year.

"That's all?" Liu Che said disgustedly, "Why did you send the beggar?"

Xie Lang took a breath, looked up at him, and said seriously, "Your Majesty, I must have owed you a lot in my previous life."

"Then give me a few more." Liu Che pointed to the jujube, "Take this out, I don't need it." There are so many in Shanglin Garden that he can't finish it.

Xie Lang laughed angrily, this shameless person even picked on him.

"Your Majesty, this is a fairy fruit." Xie Lang said with deep meaning.

Liu Che: "Even the fairy fruit can't cure your disease, and it can't prolong your life even if you think about it. If so, why don't I eat more of the ones I haven't eaten before? Add two more bunches of grapes, and two more of this one." Pointing to grapefruit.

Xie Lang wanted to curse, "Does Your Majesty know how to eat?"

"Peel off the skin. It looks similar to an orange, and the inside should also be similar to an orange." Liu Che said, winking at Wei Qing.

Wei Qing took out the dagger.

Xie Lang hurriedly stopped him, "Your Majesty, Cao Min feels that compared to Cao Min, Your Majesty is more like a fairy."

"I guessed it right? Then I don't want this." Since it is no different from oranges, it is enough to taste two of them. "Give me four bunches of this." Pointing to the grapes, he said.

Xie Lang sighed, "Your Majesty doesn't want this?" He pointed at the figs.

"This thing was broken when I brought it to Chang'an, don't want it." Liu Che pointed at the grape, "I want this."

Xie Lang couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "I really owe you in my previous life."

"Then I will give you a chance to return it properly." Liu Che said, "Apart from the cotton and sweet potatoes, is there anything else?"

Even Xie Lang didn't dare to say it.

Xie Lang shook his head, "I haven't found it yet."

Liu Che guessed that he would say this.

It's not Xie Sanlang who tells the whole story.

"Didn't you say you can have whatever you want, why are there only a few of them?" Liu Che asked again.

Xie Lang: "Probably there are only a few things this season. If His Majesty is not satisfied, how many bastards will the grassroots ask His Majesty?"

"You—" Liu Che pointed at him, then suddenly lowered his hand, "Okay."

Xie Lang was stunned, "OK?"

"If you dare to ask, I will take it." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang suspected that Liu Che was mad at him, "Will His Majesty's cook know how to be a bastard?"

of course not!

Liu Che asked without answering: "You will? If you can tell, you should eat it. With your intelligence, you will definitely make it after eating it. Then don't ask. I will eat at your house next time. Zhongqing, wrap these things up I will come to you again on the eighteenth day."

"Your Majesty is the ruler of a country." Xie Lang hastily reminded him.

Liu Che looked at him with a smile, "The king of a country is also a human being, so he has to rest." He walked out and inadvertently glanced at something in the golden monkey's hand in the courtyard, and was furious, "Xie Sanlang!"

Xie Lang was shocked all over, followed his line of sight, pointing to the green shed in the south.

Liu Che strode over, took a closer look, and saw clusters of pearl-like grapes under the shed, "Did the monkey pick it himself?"

Xie Lang nodded.

Even though Liu Che heard Xiaoqi say that his brother Hou could pick locks, but never saw it with his own eyes, Liu Che always felt that the child was exaggerating, "...is it actually a god?"

"That's right. Its name is Sun Wukong, the word Monkey King, also known as—"

Liu Che: "Also known as Xie Sanlang."