It is obvious that Guanyin Bodhisattva did not expect that the true body of Liu'er Mihou was actually the evil Sun Wukong, but such a big thing happened, why didn't she notice it at the beginning?

Not only her, but even the Buddha of Tathagata never mentioned this matter. If it were the special reason mentioned by Liu Er Mihou, would someone else be secretly helping him?

Soon, Guanyin Bodhisattva had two very doubtful candidates in his mind, one was the Bodhi Patriarch who could be on par with the Buddha of Tathagata, and the other was the Tathagata's disciple, Jin Chanzi.

Thinking of this, Guanyin Bodhisattva glanced at the little monk next to her. She clearly remembered that after putting Jin Chanzi's soul into the child's body, she took it to Jinshan Temple.

But just now, the little monk said that he seemed to see the Liu'er Mihou different from what others saw. Could it be that it was really done by Jin Chanzi five hundred years ago? So what is the purpose of doing this?

Seeing that they didn't speak, Liu'er Mihou raised the golden cudgel and pointed at Guanyin Bodhisattva and said, "Guanyin, didn't you say you wanted my life? If you have the ability, I'll wait for you!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's body moved forward slightly, as if she couldn't help but take action, but the little hooligan actually rushed before her.

He walked forward a few steps, stood in front of them, then pointed at the Liu'er Mihou and shouted: "Shameless monkey, I gave you the stick just now because I saw you pitiful and let you play for a while. Now that you have enough of it, I will give me the golden cudgel to relieve your crime."

The reason why the little hooligan said this was because he was unsure just now. He and Zhang Yang might not be able to beat Liu'er Mihou, but now the situation is different. It is a big reversal. Guanyin Bodhisattva has come. Can he still be cowardly? No matter what, at least he has to get the golden cudgel back first.

"Oh?" Liu Er Mihou knew that this little monk was the eleventh reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, so he didn't take him seriously at all. He pointed the golden cudgel at him, and then threw it gently, and the golden cudgel flew towards him like a rocket. Liu Er Mihou said, "Then I'll kill you first."

"Don't be arrogant." Guanyin Bodhisattva waved his hand gently, and the sea water in the East China Sea rose from the sea by her control, forming a water wall that blocked them.

The water wall had an amazing resistance, and it actually resisted the impact of the golden cudgel. Then Guanyin Bodhisattva pushed his hand forward, and the water wall turned into a huge wave and rushed towards the Liu'er Mihou.

The little hooligan was stunned. Unexpectedly, in the presence of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the monkey would still have the courage to treat him like this. It was simply unexpected. How could he not even take the Bodhisattva seriously? The little hooligan hurriedly hid behind Zhang Yang and asked, "Zhang Yang, is that monkey called Sun Wukong? Who is Sun Wukong?"

Zhang Yang explained to him: "Sun Wukong, the Monkey King who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago, I often saw opera singers singing this story on the streets of Chang'an, and also talk about shadow puppets, and also acted about Sun Wukong making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. Why don't you know?"

The little hooligan said helplessly: "Where can I pay to listen to the opera? Now I understand why he is so arrogant. He even made trouble in the Heavenly Court. It's so amazing. I have to wonder if I'm afraid of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

By the way, you said Sun Wukong is your apprentice? What is your origin? He can have such a powerful apprentice."

"I'm scaring you so much when I say it, but I won't say it anymore." Zhang Yang wanted to get up and see Guanyin Bodhisattva deal with Liu'er Mihou. This was the first time Guanyin Bodhisattva took action, and it was really rare to see it.

But his butt was burned by lightning, and he bleeded as soon as he moved, dyeing the cotton clouds red. He felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't get off the cotton clouds.

"I really look at you with admiration. If you are beaten like this by your disciple, you are really the number one person in the world."

The little hooligan gave him a thumbs up and said, "Why don't we retreat first? This place is too dangerous. You have to find a doctor to stop the bleeding. Your whole body is covered with wounds. You can still live. It's really a tough life."

Zhang Yang also found it strange, but who gave him the protagonist aura? The current scene is indeed quite dangerous. The entire East China Sea was rolled up with huge waves, and the waves hit Zhang Yang, which hurt him so much.

So he planned to retreat a little further first, so he said to the little hooligan: "Let's stay away. There is salt in the sea. I really feel so painful that I want to cry, but there are people who have to maintain my masculinity. Let's stay away and cry.

You pushed the cotton clouds slowly with the somersault clouds, and the cotton clouds were hit by lightning and lightning, and they were quite weak."

The little hooligan nodded and then did what Zhang Yang said. At this time, Guanyin Bodhisattva was controlling the giant wolf to attack the Liu'er Mihou. She did not notice a strange movement in the jade bottle in her hand. A willow leaf quietly floated out of it, and then followed Zhang Yang and the little hooligan.

After a distance from Guanyin, the willow leaf turned into the image of a woman in green clothes, flew to Zhang Yang, grabbed his arm and grabbed him.

Zhang Yang was lying down, but this catch almost made him cry. He thought it was a little hooligan who was causing trouble. He was about to curse, but suddenly a familiar face came from his sight. He whispered: "Ye'er...is it you..."

Ye'er's eyes were filled with tears, and she grabbed Zhang Yang's hand and slowly relaxed. She looked at the blood on Zhang Yang's shoulder stained on her hands, gritted her teeth and whispered: "You bastard, I said I wanted me to wait so much, but you ran away alone. You damn unfaithful man, why don't you let the lightning strike you to death!"

The little hooligan stopped moving. He looked at Ye'er and said, "I didn't see it, Comrade Zhang Yang, is it the romantic debt he owed when he was young that he came to his door now?"

Zhang Yang gave him a blank look and said, "Get out, don't interrupt if you speak, sir."

Ye'er's hands slowly moved on Zhang Yang's body, and the green light emanated from her palm. Zhang Yang felt a warm feeling suddenly coming from his body. He asked, "Ye'er, what are you doing?"

Ye'er said, "Shut up, I'll treat you, don't talk. Bastard, it's so damn!"

The little hooligan watched their conversation, turned his head over, looked at the horizon, and sighed: "It's a bright and bright world, it's really a single person who's been tortured to death."

Zhang Yang's eyes were already wet. He didn't expect to see Ye'er here. He felt a lot of guilt and self-blame towards her.

At the beginning, he discussed with Wukong and others that he had gone to the Heavenly Palace to steal peaches, but things developed to an uncontrollable extent. He was revoked the important task of seeking the scriptures and became an ordinary person, wandering all the way to Chang'an.
Chapter completed!