flstandardbreds Chapter 157 The Shura Field at Guanjiang Estuary
Chapter 157 The Shura Field at Guanjiang Estuary
Yang Jian stood quietly at the doorway, his gaze meeting the little monkey's directly in front of him.
Although the little monkey in front of him did not look exactly like the monkey that appeared in the spirit stone, Yang Jian, who possessed the Heavenly Eye, was still able to clearly perceive the difference in their essential nature.
more importantly,
That familiar feeling!
He didn't react, not even turning around, and gently closed the door behind him with both hands.
As the door slowly closed, it made a soft creaking sound.
The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to hit Yang Jiao's scalp directly, causing her to involuntarily shiver.
Seeing this, Yang Jiao hurriedly began to explain to Yang Jian:
"This little monkey will only stay with us for seven days. After seven days, it will have to go back. Jian'er, you..."
However, before Yang Jiao could finish speaking, Yang Jian interrupted her decisively: "Sister, you don't need to say anything more."
Yang Jian's tone was unusually calm, revealing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever. But it was precisely this extraordinary calmness that made Yang Jiao's heart leap into her throat, her heart pounding wildly in her chest like a drumbeat.
At this moment, Yang Jian's gaze remained firmly fixed on the little monkey.
While his sister was talking to him, the little guy stretched out a dirty paw and tried to hook the tassels hanging from her hair.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian's hands became unbearably itchy.
Mosquito Taoist, who was naturally very sensitive to his surroundings, also keenly sensed the tense atmosphere that was spreading between Yang Jian and the little monkey.
The invisible undercurrents, like dazzling bolts of lightning and blazing sparks, were colliding and exploding fiercely between the two.
Mosquito Taoist couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for Yang Jiao and silently prayed for him for a full three seconds.
snort!
Picking up everything will only hurt you!
Do you think your home is a zoo?
Mosquitoes, birds, monkeys, and even gourds were raised there. Peach and willow trees were also transplanted near the irrigation ditch.
Mosquito Taoist had figured out Yang Jiao's personality; he just liked picking up things.
I wonder if she keeps any other animals outside!
Don't let the mosquitoes know, or they'll get really angry—so angry that it'll take ten bottles of milk to calm them down!
As the atmosphere grew tense, Sun Wukong seemed oblivious. He opened his mouth, and the two people in the room who had been holding back burst out laughing.
"Sister, I'm hungry..."
Yang Jian instantly bristled. It really was that stinky monkey!
Without saying a word, he pounced on her, trying to pull the monkey off Yang Jiao:
"Get down here! My sister hates it when people get her dress dirty! Get down!"
Mosquito Taoist's expression changed. Ignoring everything else, he grabbed the milk bottle and poured it in, not even having time to savor it. Without that classic "ah," he felt like he hadn't tasted the milk at all.
She shrugged:
"That's all. Go hungry. I've never heard of a monkey starving to death if it doesn't drink milk."
Yang Jiao was pulled and swayed by Yang Jian's strength and Sun Wukong's leaping and dodging. Her body crashed into the Fangtian Halberd, causing the innate gourd vine to sway.
Her expression changed drastically, and she quickly steadied the halberd.
Angry voice:
"enough!"
Then the room fell silent.
Everyone was looking at Yang Jiao.
She gave a bitter smile, clasped her hands together in prayer, and said:
"I'm begging you, just seven days."
The Jingwei bird, unable to understand what they were doing, slowly landed on the Mosquito Taoist's shoulder:
"Jingwei!"
A subtle, enigmatic smile lingered in the birdsong.
Mosquito Daoist didn't care how Yang Jian and the monkey fought. As long as it didn't involve her own food supply, everything was fine. She took a few steps forward, holding down the monkey with one hand and Yang Jian with the other.
He said to Yang Jiao:
"Monkey, you only need to eat bananas!"
Yang Jiao secretly gave her a thumbs-up and nodded emphatically:
"Mosquito, have two bottles of milk as an extra treat!"
Mosquito Taoist was satisfied.
She personally stepped in to solve the problem for her benefactor, standing between Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, and with a gentle lift, she lifted the two little ones up.
Yang Jiao looked on and sighed inwardly:
"Beat them up now, or you might not be able to beat either of them later."
Mosquito Taoist said to Yang Jian and Sun Wukong:
"I'll put you down after you say no fighting."
As soon as she finished speaking, the two little ones began to struggle violently in her hands, and even a mosquito-like Taoist priest wanted to punch and kick them.
Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian and started squeaking:
"You hit me with your eyes!"
Yang Jian kicked his legs wildly, wishing he could kick this stinky monkey back to Flower Fruit Mountain, and roared:
"You stinky monkey! Don't let me catch you!"
Mosquito Taoist felt he was a bit out of his depth...
She turned to look at Yang Jiao helplessly and asked silently:
"How to do?"
Yang Jiao's head was spinning. She ran over and took Yang Jian from the Mosquito Taoist's hands, holding him in her arms and pleading for help:
"Erlang, he's just been born and doesn't understand anything yet. Could you help your sister find some bananas to feed him?"
Little boys may not readily accept kind words, but words of help can make them feel heroic.
Yang Jian nestled silently in his sister's arms, blowing furiously on her shoulder to get rid of the stinky monkey's smell. He then let out a soft hum.
"Don't look for him! Let him go hungry. If all else fails, let Mosquito Taoist give him some water."
Mosquito Taoist waved his hands repeatedly from the side and said:
"No, no, Yang Jian, aren't we good friends anymore?"
How could you stab a mosquito in the back!
Yang Jiao had a terrible headache, and then looked at Sun Wukong and coaxed him softly:
"Wukong, this is my sister's younger brother. We told him before we came that we can't fight."
Sun Wukong lowered his head sullenly and stopped struggling in the Mosquito Taoist's hand.
Lore!
Even Mosquito Daoist felt a pang of sympathy at that expression. She slowly loosened her grip and tried to smooth things over, saying:
"Hey, we already have so many birds at home, what's a monkey compared to that?"
Yang Jiao chimed in:
"Yeah, just think of your home as a zoo."
"Other kids don't see so many animals. Our house is so lively, isn't it, Jian'er?"
Looking into his sister's room, Yang Jian realized that only he and his sister were human, and his arrogance subsided by half.
After forcing myself to see these people as inhuman, I felt much better.
Yang Jiao glanced gratefully at Mosquito Taoist; as expected, the mosquitoes were on her side.
Kidnapping her from the edge of the sea of blood was the best thing I've ever done in all this time!
Yang Jian nodded sullenly, which could be considered a compromise.
Yang Jiao breathed a huge sigh of relief and said happily:
"That's right, just think of it as a zoo."
"My sister also has a spider demon and a white bone demon outside. I'll bring them to you to see in the future."
Yang Jian's eyes widened, filled with curiosity:
"The White Bone Demon? Is it the kind that has no flesh and is all bones?"
Seeing that his interest had been piqued, Yang Jiao was about to give him a proper explanation when...
Mosquito Taoist suddenly couldn't hold back anymore.
She looked at Yang Jiao in disbelief, finding it hard to believe that she was the one who was hurt the most today!
Mosquito Daoist was so angry his hands trembled, and he pointed at the heartless little brat and roared:
"You even picked up an animal while you were out!"
He then threw the monkey at Yang Jian:
"You can't appease her! Go ahead and make a scene!"