Baby Wukong is three and a half years old [Journey to the West]

Can heal quickly, what should be done slowly?There are wounds on his face, blue and purple, and there are so many people in the house when he comes out, is it good-looking?

Wukong didn't listen to Qiongqi, anyway, he had the strength in his hands, and he could easily hold down the big cat, and it was only when he rubbed the medicine away that it was over.

After retreating for a long time, he felt that he had achieved success in cultivation. He grew up a lot of big thieving cats, and his voice became hoarse when he shouted. He was severely injured physically, and even mentally suffered an incomparable blow!

Why can't he even resist Goku?

Is he so useless?

woo woo woo...

The big cat wailed, "I've grown tall, why don't I gain strength?"

Wukong laughed, and the little milk voice was not without complacency, "Brother Qiongqi, I have grown up too!"

"Although I haven't grown much, my strength has increased a little!"

The big cat stuck out its tongue completely, turned its belly over, and lay down on the ground, pretending to be dead.

In the winter, how can you lie on the ground, and there is no straw mat in this room!

The little monkey walked over, exerted strength with its two slender arms, and with a hey, lifted the big cat and threw it on the bed with ease.

Inadvertently, he let go a little faster, and the big cat made a snort, and the cat's ball in the bed bounced lightly, and then fell on the big cat's belly with a squat.

Karma~ The big cat completely fainted! !

Ao Chun originally wanted to come over and laugh at him, but when he saw Qiongqi's miserable appearance, he jumped up and ran away.

The little monkey didn't catch it.

Wukong said regretfully, "Brother Ao Chun only applied one layer of medicine, but didn't rub it off, what a waste!"

It's not easy for his uncle to make a batch of ointment!

Fat Lie said, "Don't be afraid, I'll rub it for my brother when I go back at night!"

Wukong explained very seriously, "You must rub your palms to warm them~"

Ok!

Little Fat Dragon patted his fat belly, "Wrap it on me!"

His brother just slipped away and didn't even give him any gems!

Want him to look good tonight~

The guests of Biyou Palace are in high spirits, and it is estimated that it will be lively for a few more days. Bodhi left homework for the cubs and told them to study by themselves. Guanglin also threw the apprentices to Wukong and asked the little uncle to help them take care of them. Everyone set up a table in the little monkey's room, biting their pens together to do their homework.

Liu Er thinks that life in Biyou Palace is always very happy, as long as he doesn't ask him to hold a brush and write big characters!

He was born as the most free and undisciplined monkey. For the sake of his own life, it is already great to be able to practice hard every day, but he kneels down in front of the table and writes big characters with a brush?

This fact is a bit embarrassing for monkeys!

He is not a little spirit monkey. He has been brought by his elder brothers and sisters since he was a child. He learned brush calligraphy and practiced it as a boy's skill. Now he writes calligraphy with one hand, which has a strong character.

Six ears, rolling in the prehistoric world, a macaque struggling for life in the mundane world, how could it be so elegant?

Although when he was studying at Yuanshi Tianzun's knees, Tianzun also asked Tianzun to watch him, learned the scriptures and elegant words for a few days, and scratched a few strokes with a branch in the sand table, but the word calligraphy really has nothing to do with him.

Qiuqiu hid on the bed, huddled under the hot belly of Qiongqi the big cat, and when the two of them purred loudly, Liu Er was writing big characters.

Danshen and Hongcao memorized the scriptures by heart, and when they went to the junior uncle to be tested, Liu Er was writing big characters.

Everyone finished their homework quickly and well, and even Fat Lielie mastered a basic dragon skill skillfully, successfully summoned a small dark cloud with lightning in the room, and then ran together When I went out to play with Xueer, Liu Er was still writing big characters.

Wukong originally wanted to stay with his nephew, so Liu Er scratched his cheeks embarrassedly, "Uncle, don't look at me, the more you look at me, the worse I can write..."

Wukong looked at the two new words written by the little nephew, both of them were wrongly written and he erased them, so he said very considerately, "Then feel free to write slowly, don't worry, just call me when you finish writing."

Liu Er nodded, a relaxed smile appeared on his thin face, "Yeah!"

The little monkey didn't leave, and whispered in Liu Er's ear, "Do you want me to kick Brother Qiongqi and Qiuqiu out?"

Liu Er hurriedly shook his head, "It's okay, they won't affect me!"

okay then~

The little monkey got up and walked away. When he reached the door, he turned around and lay down on the door frame, showing a furry head. He waved his hands at Liu Er and told him seriously, "You are comfortable. Drink water when you are thirsty. Drink water when you are hungry." Eat, there is everything on the table behind you!"

The thin little boy narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Uncle, I know!"

Because Hu Zizai is too thin, the uncles and brothers of Biyou Palace, as well as the ladies in the kitchen, are dedicated to feeding him.

Goku is no exception.

When the sound of the outer door closing came, Liu Er's shoulders collapsed. He rubbed his stiff and sore right arm and shoulder with his left hand, tilted his head, moved his neck, and turned around to take a look. The table was full, and I sat down again in front of the table case, and started to pick up the brush again, writing big characters stroke by stroke.

No matter how lively the sound of laughing and fighting outside was, and no matter how soundly the two were sleeping on the bed, Liu Er was never distracted.

Fat Lie Lie made another snow dragon, and wrote a line of big characters on the board underneath, "Qiong Qi and Ao Chun are not allowed to touch!"

The little lion said worriedly, "Then what if others come to touch it?"

"Lie Lie, why don't you just cross out your name and just write that you are not allowed to touch it."

Little Fat Dragon pouted, "Others won't be as indifferent like my brother, and they won't be as rude as Qiongqi!"

"You see Wukong is also very strong, he also touched my Xuelong, is it all right?"

Wukong gave an idea, "Brother Lie Lie, why don't you just freeze it, it's so solid that you won't be afraid to touch it?"

Little Fat Dragon's eyes lit up, "Good idea!"

"It's just that I'm not very good at freezing, Wukong, the ice seal you used before is very proficient, can you help me freeze it?"

The little monkey scratched his head, and said hesitantly, "That won't work, the ice must be sealed with water..."

The snowman is dry, without water, he can't cast spells!

Xiao Panglong had no choice but to transform himself into his original form, and started practicing the freezing technique from the little snowball.

Only a crisp shell was frozen, and the inside was full of scattered snow powder. When I picked up the snowball and squeezed it lightly, it cracked; the inside was frozen solid, but it was only a small egg the size of a pigeon egg All the snow outside turned into snow particles and scattered; all turned into scattered snow powder...

After trying it for a while, Liu Er took the big characters he had written and came to the little master uncle for review. Chubby Lie Lie's freezing technique is still a two-handed knife...

Fat Lilie dejectedly chose to give up: He just said that he was too young to control such powerful spells!

But at night, the little Panglong who lived with his brother still worked hard in his sleep to activate a very successful freezing technique on the big water tank where Ao Chun slept.

Ao Chun was frozen in the sea.

Fat Lie Lie woke up early in the morning and found out that the brother in the tank next to him had turned into a big frozen seafood, so he hurriedly came to Wukong's yard to call for someone, but everyone knew about it again, and they all came to watch the excitement.

The silver dragon is more than one meter long, and it is coiled in the water tank. Looking down from the top, it is quite beautiful when it is illuminated by the rising sun in the east, with fluorescent lights, like an ice sculpture.

Fat Lie Lie cried into a pretty face, "My brother won't freeze to death, will he?"

Qiongqi rolled up his sleeves, "Wait until I smash the tank and get him out!"

Everyone rushed forward to stop him: keep the dragon under your command, this strong man!

When dealing with Red Boy back then, the little monkey could only freeze but would not thaw out. As a result, he was trained miserably by his master afterward, but now he has already melted the ice. Taking advantage of everyone pulling Qiongqi away, Wukong pinched After doing a magic formula, a little bit of ice in the water tank, the little milk voice reprimanded softly, "melt!"

Ao Chun floated up while bubbling: Gududu...

Fat Lilie stood on the stool, lying on the edge of the vat and crying loudly, "Brother, don't die!"

You little bastard, you can't expect your brother to be better.

Ao Lie thought dying.

The days are lively and lively, the gods who want to find out what is going on in Lingshan from Bodhi, and the demon kings who really want to go to Biyou Palace to conceive their cubs, whether they are lost or satisfied, they are all in Biyou Palace. After waiting for half a month, they left one by one.

The last one to leave was the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, holding Bodhi's hand with tears in his eyes, "Brother Dao, I still don't know what's going on in my heart... Can you tell me what's going on with them?"

No.

Bodhi spread his hands, "Brother, you are embarrassing me! I am not a Tathagata, how can I know what will happen in the future?"

"Wait a little longer, be patient. Ordinary people only have so many life spans, and the people who learn the scriptures are now in their 40s and 50s. How long can they live? He is 120 years old!"

"Can't you wait for seven or eighty years?"

Zhen Yuan burst into tears, "I can't wait..." How long will it take?Is there any hope for that day!

Bodhi coaxed people away with a headache, and then Zhenyuan wrote a letter a month, spitting at Bodhi.

The ancestors were worried about He Tong who was tired of Wuzhuang Temple: how can there be so many things to say in this day?This is a thick stack. He Tong has to fly over two continents and one South China Sea, and he has to carry such a heavy letter in his mouth. He is exhausted!

Fortunately, when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, the old Taoist ancestor of Zixiao Palace told Bodhi a news, "The emperor of Nanzhan Buzhou Dongtu passed away."

Bodhi was taken aback, and pinched his fingers to calculate, "It's only been four or five years since the Buddhist scriptures returned to their homeland!?"

Daozu Hongjun nodded, "Exactly, it happened to be five years."

Bodhi laughed and said, "So, his luck is not bad. Then the new emperor, can the world be amnesty?"

The old Daozu nodded, "The little emperor is a filial son, with a weak and kind disposition, and the Buddhist scriptures have been released."

Bodhi sighed and said after a long while, "This Tathagata, after many careful preparations, finally made him gain power."

Daoist Hongjun knew that Bodhi must have remembered his past again, fearing that he would be immersed in the pain of the old incident of conferring the gods and could not extricate himself, so he said to his young apprentice, "Since the Buddhist scriptures have been released from prison, they must go to the east. The earth is preaching, there may be a vision in the Dao of Heaven at that time, you should take Wukong and come to Zixiao Palace to live for a while!?"

Bodhi thought for a while, "I don't care if the vision is different or not! What I'm afraid of is that Zhenyuan will come to me and cry. Teacher, please wait, I'll take the children out right now!"

Dao Hongjun said in his heart, no matter what his reasons are, being able to come back is better than anything else!

As long as the scriptures are learned, Wukong's catastrophe will be over, even if it looks a little cowardly now, as long as the child is safe!

The old Daozu thought so in his heart, but he didn't tell his apprentice that he turned off the water mirror and waited for the apprentice to come with his little grandson.

Bodhi called Guanglin and the four elders of the family, and said to them, "Your master has called us to go to Zixiao Palace. Clean up and leave a few people to look after the house. Let's go to heaven!"

Guanglin was used to going straight with his master, so he asked, "The time to visit relatives hasn't come yet, so what's the matter?"

Bodhi told the story once, "...your master is worried that something will happen to the Western religion and affect us. If they find some reason to come to disturb you, will the master agree or not?"

"If you can't provoke, you can hide! Master will take you to visit relatives in advance this year!"

Jin Dahai and the others looked at each other and said, "Sir, shall we not go?"

"If the people from Lingshan really dare to come to the door, and we go to entertain them, they will have no face to speak!"

"Yeah, it's just right for us to stay!"

"Master, you take your juniors to go out, we designated the house to be taken care of by the juniors!"

After hearing this, Bodhi asked strangely, "Why don't you like going out so much? When you stayed at home for a few days, you wanted to run away, but now you have changed your temper? Isn't it..."

Qingshi Qiu Datou said with a smile, "Master, don't worry too much. We just don't want to part with the food at home. When we have eaten enough, we will go out for a walk sooner or later. Then don't worry about family affairs being left alone!"

Extremely extreme!

As soon as the green lion said this, the other three nodded frequently, and the golden retriever muttered, "I don't know what dishes are there for lunch today!"

Bodhi couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to let them go.

Then he asked Guang Lindao, "Since your brothers are looking after the house, why don't you go out together as your teacher?"

Unexpectedly, Guanglin would not go, "Danshen and the others are at a critical moment in their practice recently, especially Qiuqiu, who will embark on the avenue of practice. If they go to Zixiao Palace, they will start to play again, so we can't ask them to go."

"Another master can't take the little monsters from the back mountain with him. Brother Taiyi has to stay, so I can't just walk away."

Okay.

Bodhi said, "Thank you for your hard work!"

Guanglin smiled and said, "Master has gone to the sky, just don't make the master and uncle angry, this time the disciple is not here, so you can rely on the younger brother to save everything!"

Jin Dahai and the others all laughed, and Bodhi nodded to Guanglin, "Naughty!"

Taiyi Saving Suffering Tianzun has returned to Miaoyan Palace after teaching the children for a few days, and there are no guests at home at the moment. More than a dozen of Bodhi's disciples have gone out to practice. With the rest of these, and Wukong's little friends, went to Feige, and went straight to Nantianmen all the way.

This is the first time for Pang Lie Lie to go to the sky. Before he came to Biyou Palace, he was also a little fat kid squatting at home. He had never been out of the house. Now Feige is flying in the sky, and the little fat dragon is sitting in his brother's arms. The mouth is opened round and round, looking at the scenery outside.

After a while, Feige flew to the side of the cloud, and the little Panglong stretched out his fleshy hand, touched the diffuse mist, "This cloud that I cast a spell with, looks the same~"

Ao Chun tapped the little fat dragon's cheeks, "Why not?"

A goshawk spread its wings and flew past the Fei Pavilion leisurely. Fat Lilie reached out to catch it, "Brother, I want to fly on that!"

How dare you think about it!

Wukong was hugged by Qiongqi, and he said to Xiaopanglong, "Brother Lielie, there is a phoenix in Zixiao Palace, and it carries me to fly across the sky, do you want to try it too?"

Ao Chun covered the mouth of his eager brother, shaking his head like a rattle, "No, no! We won't!"

Longfeng is a natural enemy, for the sake of his brother's fat butt, it is better not to ask him to provoke Fenghuang.

Qiongqi said sourly, "It's not enough to have me, but to ride a phoenix, Wukong is too much!"

The little monkey shivered tremblingly, and the fur on his body exploded. Zai Zai turned around and held the big cat's face. The little milk said in a serious voice, "Brother Qiongqi, let's talk, okay?"

slightly slightly ~