Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#1590 - Rakshasa: Immortal, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful

Leaving aside Lingji Bodhisattva's decision on where to go, at this moment, Chu Hao and the Journey to the West group began their journey to the Flaming Mountains.

However, this time, Chu Hao was very proactive and did not give the Wind-Fixing Pills to everyone.

Sun Wukong was a little puzzled,

"Brother, do you have any plans?"

Chu Hao held the Wind-Fixing Pill in his hand and said with a smile:

"I noticed that Princess Iron Fan doesn't seem to particularly welcome you. As the person in charge of overseeing the Journey to the West, I can't bear to see you repeatedly running into walls like this. So, let me help you."

Sun Wukong's eyes widened slightly, and he hurriedly said:

First, it was impossible to stop him. After all, Chu Hao was so powerful. Di Ting had been beaten more than just a little.

Second, Di Ting couldn't be happier that Chu Hao was willing to throw himself into the net!

As for Chu Hao's tribulation causing the Journey to the West group to have fewer tribulations, well... anyway, it's not just this little bit of tribulation that's missing. As long as Chu Hao can be dealt with, more tribulations can be added later.

Now, the Western Paradise only wants Chu Hao to obediently step into that ambush.

Di Ting had been vigilant against Chu Hao, fearing that Chu Hao would notice in advance, so Di Ting had been eavesdropping with the supreme talent of a mythical beast.

But so far, it couldn't find any traces of anyone leaking information to Chu Hao, nor any clues of Chu Hao reacting.

So, Di Ting thought that it would be best to deal with all situations by staying the same!

Don't make a rash move, just wait for the unsuspecting Chu Hao to step into that ambush!

Hmph!

That's when I'll get my revenge!

A look of resentment flashed in Di Ting's eyes, and his expression was full of gloom.

Ever since Chu Hao beat Di Ting violently in the Infernal Purgatory and allowed the demons to destroy the Infernal Purgatory, even pressing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva under the eighteenth level of hell, Di Ting felt that he had suffered all kinds of humiliation!

But soon, very soon, he would be able to take revenge. Di Ting felt extremely happy!

He watched Chu Hao lead the group and use his supernatural powers to arrive at the foot of the Flaming Mountains in an instant. Di Ting didn't have any objections. Although it had been said before that supernatural powers couldn't be used in the Journey to the West,

But as long as it was Chu Hao, what couldn't be done?

Anyway, he was throwing himself into the net, so arriving earlier would reduce accidents.

...

Meanwhile, Chu Hao led the Journey to the West group straight back to Cuiyun Mountain, arriving in an instant.

Chu Hao nodded slightly, and Sun Wukong immediately rushed up, hitting the cave door with his iron棒 and shouting, "Open the door, open the door! Old Sun is here to borrow the fan!"

The maid in the door panicked and hurriedly reported to Princess Iron Fan, "Your Highness, the person borrowing the fan is here again!"

Princess Iron Fan frowned upon hearing this and said:

"This monkey is really capable! My treasure fan can blow people away for 84,000 miles before stopping. How did he come back after only being blown away for a short time? This time, I'll fan him two or three times in a row and teach him to not find his way back!"

Princess Iron Fan immediately looked fierce and menacing, picked up her double swords, and was about to rush out with murderous intent.

"That Immortal Lord is here too!" the maid reminded.

Princess Iron Fan stopped, suddenly turned around, coughed lightly twice, threw away the double swords, and then nervously dressed herself in front of the mirror, asking somewhat anxiously:

"Is my makeup smudged? I shouldn't have been seen being fierce by the Immortal Lord before, right? No, it would be bad if the Immortal Lord saw me like that before."

A hint of loss flashed in the maid's eyes, but she hid it very well, just smiling and saying:

"Your Highness's makeup is very beautiful. The Immortal Lord went to talk to Guanyin Bodhisattva about something just now and shouldn't have seen you."

Princess Iron Fan then relaxed a little, gently lifted her skirt with her slender hands, and walked out of the cave with the elegant and delicate steps of a proper lady.

She saw the Immortal Lord she had been thinking about again.

It was still the same scene, still the same handsome young man, but the difference was that what was shining on the young man was no longer the scorching sun, but the cold moonlight.

Princess Iron Fan was stunned.

She had previously thought that the Immortal Lord bathed in the sunlight was already the most beautiful scene in the world,

But when she saw the Immortal Lord bathed in the cold moonlight, she realized that the moonlight was the Immortal Lord's true form.

In that clear light, the Immortal Lord looked up at the moon, and even the bright moon became an inconspicuous grain of rice beside the Immortal Lord.

If there was anything more beautiful than the Immortal Lord in this world, it would be the Immortal Lord bathed in the moonlight.

Princess Iron Fan gave a dignified salute and said gently:

"Immortal Lord, what a coincidence, we meet again. The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Tang Sanzang, who was next to her, couldn't help but happily say, looking at the gentle and ethereal Princess Iron Fan:

"Princess, the wind is also gentle tonight."

Although he had been blown away tens of thousands of miles, Tang Sanzang didn't blame Princess Iron Fan at all, as long as she could forgive him and hand over the fan for the sake of the common people,

If nothing could be done... even if she just looked at him once...

Sun Wukong, who was next to him, was extremely unsentimental, pointing at Princess Iron Fan and shouting:

"Princess Iron Fan, stop dawdling there, quickly hand over the fan. Old Sun is here to protect Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West. If I can protect Tang Sanzang over the mountain, I will return it to you.

I am a gentleman with sincerity, not a petty person who borrows things and doesn't return them."

The corners of the always dignified and elegant Princess Iron Fan's mouth twitched obviously. She really wanted to point at Sun Wukong and angrily scold him: I'll stab you to death with my sword!

But she didn't want to lose her composure in front of the Immortal Lord, so she continued to look at the cold moonlight and the handsome Immortal Lord, and said gently:

"Immortal Lord, this wind and this moon are not always good. The long night is long, we need some plans, right?"

Princess Iron Fan was about to tie Chu Hao into the cave. If she could beat him, Chu Hao would have been put in a sack and taken away directly. Why would she play this literary game?

Chu Hao didn't know how to respond for a while, so he simply pretended to be stupid and continued to look at the bright moon in the sky. Anyway, Tang Sanzang and the others would explain their intentions.

Zhu Bajie, who was watching this scene, just shrugged, "I, Old Pig, just said, such a good moonlight is suitable for stabbing badgers. There's a watermelon field over there, let's go, shall we?"

Princess Iron Fan couldn't bear it anymore. I finally managed to be gentle and literary once, but you asked me to stab badgers? Am I Run Tu?

"Tang Sanzang, you are so annoying! Why are you so ignorant of current affairs? Don't spoil my good mood here!"

Princess Iron Fan scolded angrily, and then took out the fan.

Tang Sanzang was extremely hurt in his heart. It was Zhu Bajie who spoke, why are you scolding me?