[Jian Kong] On the Possibility of Monkey King Overthrowing Yang Jian

Both Bodhi and Xiaotian went out, only Kong Kong and Yang Jian were left in the room.Yang Jian faintly felt that something had changed in Kong Kong.It does have a bit of the temperament of being the Monkey King.

Yang Jian poured himself a glass of wine and asked Kongkong, "Either?"

Kongkong nodded hesitantly, turned over and got out of bed.Yang Jian poured another cup for Kong Kong and pushed it in front of Kong Kong.

This is Kong Kong's first time drinking alcohol in this life.What Yang Jian poured him was a glass of strong wine, spicy and bitter, with a lingering aroma hidden in the choking taste.Kong Kong only took a sip before vomiting it out.

Yang Jian looked as expected, pushed the tea poured early in front of him, and said, "Rinse your mouth."

Yang Jian remained calm on the face, but secretly rejoiced in his heart that, luckily, it was still that little monkey.As for why he felt lucky, Yang Jian didn't notice it and ignored it.

Yang Jian asked Kongkong bluntly: "What happened to you before?"

Kongkong was a little uneasy, he was also confused, and he didn't know how to express that feeling, so he faltered and said, "I... seem to have had a very long dream?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows: "Dream? What dream?"

Kong Kong shook his head: "I don't remember anything else, I just remember the afterimage of a red stick."

Yang Jian took a sip of wine: "Oh? What else?"

Kongkong said very slowly: "It seems that I shouldn't be like this now."

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he thought it was bad, the little monkey probably remembered something from when he was Monkey King.

Yang Jian said: "Then what should you look like?"

Kong Kong stared blankly at Yang Jian with his round eyes wide open: "I forgot."

Yang Jian said: "You can't go back to the past. You don't have to think about these things. Just treat these things as if you were having a big dream. Your master and I will protect you."

The sun shone into the room from the window, and slowly climbed onto Yang Jian's handsome cheeks, and the sharp-edged facial contours became a little softer under the warm light.

Kong Kong looked at Yang Jian, feeling his heart settle down bit by bit, shook his head, and finally raised a bright smile: "Good Jian Jian!"

Yang Jian saw that the little monkey seemed to be recovering, so he said a few words to let Kong Kong take a good rest, and then went out.

After closing the door for Kong Kong, Yang Jian's expression turned serious.

It is almost certain that the little monkey remembered something, but how did he remember it?After much deliberation, Yang Jian thought of the Chijin Xuantie Ruyi Stick that Xiao Tian had mentioned to him.Yang Jian decided to go to Bodhi to discuss it.

Over there, Bodhi was still eating absent-mindedly. When he saw Yang Jian coming in, he immediately stood up and asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Yang Jian gestured to Xiaotian to appease Bodhi with his eyes, and Xiaotian understood, and smiled and pulled Bodhi to sit down: "Talk slowly if you have something to do, don't be in a hurry."

Yang Jian saw that Bodhi had calmed down a bit, and then he said, "It's nothing else, just...he seems to have recovered part of his memory when he was Monkey King."

Bodhi didn't have the panic just now, but just hung his head in dejection: "Well, this day will happen sooner or later anyway. I knew it when he woke up."

Yang Jian thought of the Ruyi stick again, and said, "Kongkong's gaffe happened after he played with the Ruyi stick. Could it be that this thing has a certain similarity with the Ruyi golden cudgel that caused his memory to awaken?"

Bodhi scratched his head, and simply took out both the red gold black iron wish stick and the wish wish golden hoop stick to have a look at.

However, the moment it was taken out, the expressions of the three present all changed.

That peerless and good weapon that was so frightening in Sun Wukong's hands in the past, is no different from a piece of scrap iron at this moment!

Bodhi was dumbfounded: "This, this... Could it be that they were transferred, but it's impossible!"

Yang Jian picked up the "scrap iron" and looked carefully: "No, Bodhi, look carefully at the patterns on this stick. There are many dragon patterns and phoenix seals. Also, who can take the Ruyi Golden Cudgel from your hand? Transfer out?"

Bodhi murmured: "It is impossible for someone to transfer something out of my hands. I hide this thing tightly, even if it is Tathagata."

Bodhi took the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and inspected it carefully, and felt that it was indeed the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his apprentice's hand.

Yang Jian moved his gaze to the Chijin Xuantie Ruyi Stick again, and said with some doubts: "This Chijin Xuantie Ruyi Stick is also very strange. When you forged it successfully, there was a vision of heaven and earth. Although Chijin and Xuantie are rare , but it is not the most rare and good material, and there should not be such a big movement. Bodhi, did you add anything later, or did you use any special method?"

Bodhi nodded dumbly: "I was also surprised before, according to my prediction, this red gold black iron wish stick should be a top-notch magic weapon after being tempered, but it is not so rare that it is so rare that it will appear a phenomenon. , I thought about it for a while at the time, but then I didn’t think about it and I didn’t think about it again.”

For a moment, all three of them held their heads and began to think hard, without saying a word.

The Chijin Xuantie Ruyi Stick trembled secretly.

Bodhi was the first to react, well, he is the oldest after all.

Bodhi slapped his head: "Ah! I understand! Everything has animism!"

Yang Jian and Xiaotian were at a loss. They didn't know what Bodhi understood. After all, they didn't know how to make weapons, they were completely laymen.

Bodhi rubbed his face with the red gold black iron wishful stick very preciously, and said mysteriously: "This red gold black iron wishful stick can probably be called the wishful golden cudgel now."

Yang Jian's mind turned quickly, and he burst out: "Qi Ling?"

Bodhi was slightly dissatisfied: "Can't you let me pretend to be a B?"

But Yang Jian was too lazy to tell Bodhi about these things, and waved his hand to signal Bodhi to continue talking, so as to clear up the confusion for his pets present.

Bodhi glared at Yang Jian, and continued: "All things have spirits, this Ruyi Golden Cudgel has been with Kong Kong for so long, and Kong Kong is a born monkey, so this Ruyi Golden Cudgel should have given birth to a spirit."

Xiaotian still didn't understand: "And then?"

Bodhi continued: "I forged a new weapon for Kong Kong, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel probably knew that Kong Kong would have a new weapon. And this red gold black iron Ruyi Cudgel was originally made by me using the Ruyi Golden Cudgel as a weapon. The prototype was built, so it is naturally somewhat similar to it, so the spirit of the Ruyi Golden Cudgel should have been put into it the moment the red gold black iron Ruyi Cudgel was formed."

Xiaotian asked again: "What about the vision?"

Bodhi replied: "Warrior spirits are extremely difficult to achieve. Take a look at how many there are in the world today. Unsurprisingly, this weapon spirit should be awakened at the moment when the red gold black iron wishful stick was formed, and the original wishful gold was abandoned. Hoop stick, put yourself into the red gold black iron wishful stick. It is normal to have visions when the spirit awakens, and when my house pops out of the stone, it is normal and normal."

Xiaotian has never heard of Qi Ling, after all, compared to Bodhi, he is only a little puppy.

Xiaotian was a little curious, and asked: "What does that spirit look like?"

Bodhi was triumphant, and said a little embarrassingly: "You beg me."

Xiaotian: "...".

I feel that Bodhi is really owed more and more. Do you want to satisfy him?

Seeing the danger revealed in Xiaotian's eyes, Bodhi continued to explain the weapon spirit with a wink: "A weapon is a dead thing, and it is difficult to achieve a weapon spirit. Naturally, its spirituality is not as good as a living thing. It will appear easily, and will sleep in the Chijin Xuantie Ruyi Stick most of the time, and will only appear when it is extremely dangerous or special. It is like a person who is particularly sleepy, sleeping most of the time every day, only when Waking up under very specific circumstances is the same.

Xiaotian continued to ask: "What about my master's three-pointed two-edged knife?"

Bodhi replied: "Your master is not a natural monkey who jumped out of a rock, of course he can't infect his own weapon spirit."

Yang Jian didn't want to talk about Qi Ling anymore, so he changed the topic quietly: "Then, do you want to change the name of the Chijin Xuantie Ruyi Stick?"

Bodhi nodded quickly: "Of course I want it! Now there is still a part of the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in it, so let's call it the 'Ruyi Stick'."

Yang Jian and Xiao Tian nodded, and Bodhi wiped off the "Red Gold Black Iron Ruyi Stick" on the weapon, leaving only the words "Ruyi Stick".

Yang Jian knocked on the table, and continued to change the topic: "I don't think Kongkong remembered the whole thing about 'Monkey King', it seems that he just remembered some fragments and fragments."

Bodhi was a little nervous: "Actually, I still like my apprentice to be a soft and cute ball of hair. I don't know if thinking of the past will change his character..."

Yang Jian was helpless: "He is the majestic Monkey King who is proud and majestic, how could he always be that cute little monkey?"

Bodhi didn't speak, and bowed his head to his fingers.

Wronged, do people just like the soft and cute little Kongkong?

Seeing Bodhi's aggrieved look, Xiaotian felt extremely distressed.

"But—" Yang Jian changed the subject: "He hasn't remembered too much yet, and it's not much different from the previous appearance."

Bodhi did not look up.

Still wronged, who knows when he will remember it all.

Yang Jian continued: "And I always feel that Sun Wukong's memory may not be remembered by himself."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian took a meaningful look at the Ruyi Stick on the table.

The Ruyi stick didn't move at all, and the little device spirit inside the Ruyi stick was still in a sweet sleep.

Bodhi looked up, just in time to see Yang Jian throwing a meaningful glance at the wish stick.

Bodhi was a little surprised: "You mean this wishful stick."

Yang Jian asked back, "What do you think?"

Bodhi became serious, thought for a while, and replied, "I think so too."

Xiao Tian answered: "Then if you take away the wish stick, will the little monkey stop thinking about the past?"

Bodhi shook his head: "No, what Qi Ling can do is limited, this time I'm afraid it's his limit."

Xiaotian then asked: "Under what circumstances will the memory of the little monkey continue to be remembered?"

Bodhi spread his hands: "I don't know, it must have been greatly stimulated."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say: The three of them talked about it for almost a whole chapter, and I was really exhausted from writing it. I still like to write about the cute Jiankong or Xiaopu CP falling in love.

Every time it is tiring to distinguish between "Ruyi Golden Hoop Cudgel" and "Red Gold Black Iron Ruyi Cudgel", I might as well just call it "Ruyi Cudgel".

small theater:

day

Bodhi: You beg me!

Roaring days: ...

at night

Xiaotian: Please beg me.

Bodhi: I beg you please—please please stop it you bastard!