A few days later, Liu'er Mihou came again to ask for Yanyang, and the three-tailed Fox Meiniang and the Golden Pig King came together.

Liu'er Mihou is here to thank Yan Yang. It is a great kindness to be able to live in such a good game with his ancestors. As for Mei Niang and the Golden Pig King, of course I hope to participate in the game with their own image. The game is really so fun and it is directly addictive. Now they handed over all the affairs of all the big and small in the mountains to their close friends, and they matched them day and night.

"Old ancestor?" Yan Yang was a little confused: "Do you know Sun Wukong?"

"I, the old pig, knows that that is a famous demon king in our barbarian world. If there were no Guixu, the barbarian world would have been unified long ago, and it would have been as scattered as it is now." When the Bull Demon King spoke of Sun Wukong, he was full of respect and finally lowered his head helplessly.

When Liu'er Mihou was talked about his ancestors by others, his chest was straight.

"To be honest with Mr. Yan, my great-grandfather's grandfather was once a deputy general of Huaguo Mountain. He worked hard with Lord Saint Ape at that time. It's a pity..." Liu'er Mihou said here, his face a little dim.

"Didn't he follow Tang Monk to the West to obtain the Western Paradise? Why did he talk about Guixu? Could it be that the Monkey King Sun Wukong has fallen?" Yan Yang was a little surprised. This seemed a bit out of what he knew in his previous life!

"Get the Western Classic?" Mei Niang stood up at this moment, laughing a little: "Seven hundred years ago, Shakyamuni used a trick to trick the Holy Ape into entering the Five Elements Mountain, and even threatened thousands of monkeys and grandchildren of Huaguo Mountain. As long as he protected Tang Sanzang, the West Heaven, retrieved the true scriptures, he would release all the creatures of Huaguo Mountain. What do you think in the end?" Mei Niang said here, and the four demon kings all showed resentment on their faces.

"That is a scam and a game that the Western Buddha Realm and Heavenly Court reached. There is no so-called true scripture at all. The Western Heavenly Great Leiyin Temple is empty, with only a sound falling from the sky."

"Emperor of Heaven, I won this game of chess, and the three hundred realms of the East Ruins will be my Buddha from now on." Sakyamuni said.

"Forget it, those idiots on the road are all just a bunch of idiots, you!" said the Emperor of Heaven helplessly.

A game that bets between heaven and Buddha world, a scam from beginning to end, their true "monkey-hitting" is actually a golden cicada on the flower pole of Sakyamuni's back garden.

Sun Wukong, who understood the truth, roared to the sky, turned against the Heavenly Court, and broke the two important partial halls of the Heavenly Emperor. Finally, Shakyamuni took action personally and drove Sun Wukong into the void, and disappeared from now on.

The void is full of void storms. Once it enters, there is almost no death or life. There is no news about him for nearly seven hundred years, so I am afraid he has been buried in it.

After arriving at the Daleiyin Temple, the golden cicada sat cross-legged and chanted "Amitabha", which turned into a dead cicada and was wiped out.

The so-called master-disciple relationship is all illusory and ridiculous.

Zhu Bajie was disheartened and entered the mortal world. From then on, he disappeared. For hundreds of years, he must have already escaped into the cycle of reincarnation.

The general Sha Seng, the roller blind, broke the glass cup because of the Peach Banquet. The general on the Zhuxiantai flew his sword to penetrate his chest and flank more than a hundred times, and finally became demoted to the lower realm.

Sha Seng was in pain, and Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared: "As long as you become a disciple with the person who seeks sutras, go to the West to worship Buddha and seek sutras? If you take refuge in the good fruits, I will ask the Emperor of Heaven to save you from your sins and restore your duties. What is your heart?"

At the Great Leiyin Temple, all the way, the honest and honest Sha Seng had already regarded the four of them as family members, but in the end, the master was fake. The eldest brother turned against the heavenly court and died. The second brother Bajie saw through the world and entered the mortal world. He returned to his post and returned to the cold heavenly court again.

Looking at the faces around him, he felt a little sarcastic. From then on, he became addicted to alcohol and was confused every day. In less than a year, he lost his position as a roller shutter and became a team guarding the South Heaven Gate. Now he doesn't know what's going on.

White Dragon Horse, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Lie, heard that he had returned to the West Sea and entered the forbidden Dragon Tomb, and never came out again.

For its own face, Heavenly Court vigorously promoted a team of people, immortals and demons who went through eighty-one difficulties to obtain the true scriptures, educate the world, and save all sentient beings!

The Western Buddhist world even publicized to outsiders that Sun Wukong was the Battle of the Buddha, Zhu Bajie was the messenger of the altar, and Sha Seng was the golden-body Arhat, which was widely circulated.

Therefore, many different races such as the mortal world and many immortal races that do not know the truth, the Buddha world, etc. are not aware of them, and they are regarded as a loving cooperation as a model, role model, thank the Heavenly Court, and the Buddha world.

As Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the heavenly court and penetrated into the void, the Huaguo Mountain and countless creatures he wanted to protect were killed overnight. He heard that when he reached the underworld, he was defeated to the eighteen levels of hell and was tortured every day.

The laws of heaven are constant and the rules are uncertain. There are also many reincarnations in other worlds, awakening memories of the previous life and telling outsiders the dusty secret, but how many people believe it? Over the past seven hundred years, many people have gradually forgotten the upright back.

After Liu'er Mihou finished speaking, the entire cave fell silent. Even Luo Sui sighed and walked out with a little stuffy chest.

Back then, he and Sun Wukong fought side by side twice, and he knew more about many details than anyone else.

Yan Yang was also a little heartbroken. It turned out that the real Sun Wukong was such a tragic person. Since this was the case, the more he wanted to carry forward his story, he still had to film this "A Chinese Odyssey".

People who have forgotten you, let me justify your name!

As for the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Realm, those who really dominate this matter are always those who are superior. Many of them are unaware of it, and they cannot generalize it.

Today, Huaguo Mountain has long become a scorched earth, and part of it has even been submerged by the East China Sea, and has long disappeared from its former appearance.

"Brother Liu'er, I'm going to start making a movie. I want to invite you to play Sun Dasheng. I wonder if there is any problem?" Yan Yang officially sent an invitation.

"Movie?" Several demon kings all came out of their dull mood just now, a little confused.

"Yes, it's a movie. I have a movie called "A Chinese Ghost Story". You can watch it."

Yan Yang commanded the corpse leader to get everything done, and it was gradually released under the incredible in the four demon kings and the calf demons.

After the movie was played, before Liu'er Mihou could answer, the Bull Demon King had already pounced on him and pestered Yan Yang to give him a character.

Yan Yang kept agreeing, and the Bull Demon King let go of his hand with a smile. How could Liu'er Mihou not agree? It was too late to ask for it. As for the Golden Pig King and Mei Niang, they also asked for a role pitifully.

Yan Yang had not started writing the script yet, and there were many characters in it, so he should have their share, so he had to nod and agree.

This time, Yanyang has completely become the most noble guest on the mountaintops of tens of thousands of miles around. They have even patted their chests to ensure that they can find them wherever there are good scenery, valleys, deserts, etc., and Yanyang is of course happy, after all, locals are the most familiar.

After everything was over, Yan Yang returned to his cave, picked up his pen, spread out the paper, and after pondering, his mind was filled with the opening of the Western Journey: the clusters of reeds, the vast river surface, a long pole, and a purple shirt walking in the endless yellow sand. The vast scene was irrelevant and there was no end, and a group of robbers sneaked...
Chapter completed!