Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 54: The Dragon and the Monkey
I heard Xiao Chen asking him why he ran down the sky.

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say, it's really embarrassing to kill people!"

"The Jade Emperor looked down on me, Sun. Seeing my condition, he made me the Horse Keeper."

Sun Wukong waved his hands repeatedly, slapped the table, gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"When I first took office, I didn't know this. I just played with the horses in the Imperial Stables and fed them until they were fat and strong."

"Today, I asked my colleagues and learned that this official position was to raise horses for him, and it was not a high-ranking official position. In fact, it was just a lowly horseman."

"I am the king of the Flower-Fruit Mountain, and I am very happy. Why did he trick me into raising horses for him?"

"The horse breeder is a young man, a lowly servant, how can he treat me like that?"

"I, Old Sun, was very angry, so I simply overturned the case, fought my way out of the Heavenly Gate, and rebelled against Heaven. I will never be an official again."

When Mo Lang heard that Sun Wukong had rebelled against the heavens, his expression softened, but he still sneered and mocked Sun Wukong:

"Monkey, so you think your position is too low? You want him to make you a high-ranking official? That's why you came down?"

"I won't go, I won't go. The old Jade Emperor despises me so much. I am the king in that blessed land. I have so much respect and happiness. How can I go to heaven to serve others?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and waved his hands, explaining.

Xiao Chen patted Mo Lang on the shoulder and consoled him, "Mo Lang, the monkey is just curious for a moment. He has never been to the sky before, so he just wanted to go for a stroll."

Mo Lang finally recovered his breath, but he was still angry. He snorted coldly and said:

"Monkey, the Heavenly Court has always looked down on the furry and horned demons like us."

"Even if you were in heaven and became a high official, he would still treat you like a dog, ordering you around. How could he treat you sincerely?"

"Okay, Mo Lang, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's not talk about this anymore. The three of us brothers have met again after a long time. Let's have a banquet, drink a lot, and reminisce about the past."

Xiao Chen patted Mo Lang and Sun Wukong on the shoulders and continued to comfort them.

With Xiao Chen's constant persuasion, the relationship between the two gradually eased.

Xiao Chen called Qingmian over and asked him to set up a banquet and drinks. The three brothers drank happily and reminisced about their past.

Thinking of the days when the three brothers crossed the vast ocean and walked the streets of Nanshanbuzhou and Xiniuhezhou in search of a teacher, the three of them sighed.

While they were drinking and partying, Mo Lang looked at Sun Wukong and said:

"Monkey, you destroyed the Senluo Palace in the underworld and forced the death register to be cancelled. Now you have rebelled against heaven. I am afraid that disaster will befall you. I expect the heavenly soldiers and generals to come down to capture you soon."

"What is your plan now? Fight? Or flee?"

Sun Wukong picked up a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and laughed:
"When I was in the sky, I saw that the heavenly soldiers and generals were no better than me. I even fought with Marshal Tianpeng who was in charge of 80,000 sailors, and he was not as good as me."

"I, Old Sun, now have hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers and generals in the Flower-Fruit Mountain. What is there to be afraid of?"

"If he wants to fight, then fight!"

"it is good!"

When Mo Lang heard what Sun Wukong said, he completely untied the knot in his heart.

Mo Lang picked up a large bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, stood up, embraced Sun Wukong and said with a smile:
"Monkey, I came here to help you."

"We brothers will join forces to fight against the heavenly soldiers and generals."

Xiao Chen looked at the figures of Mo Lang and Sun Wukong and sighed in his heart.

"Right now, Monkey is an arrogant person who doesn't know his place."

"But Mo Lang won't go that far."

But what can Xiao Chen say when he sees Mo Lang being tortured into such pain by hatred?
The hatred of killing his father, killing his mother, killing his brother, and exterminating his clan burns his heart every day. How can Mo Lang let it go?

Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

Later generations had mixed opinions about Wu Zixu.

Many people say that Wu Zixu was born in the State of Chu, but betrayed the State of Chu, helped the State of Wu attack its motherland, and even dug up graves and whipped his former king. How disloyal and unjust was he?
Even Wu Zixu's friend, Shen Baoxu, criticized Wu Zixu: "Your means of revenge are too cruel, insulting our ancestors and violating the laws of nature."

But how can people who have never experienced the murder of their father, the murder of their brother, or the extermination of their clan understand the despair and unwillingness?
How painful it must be to not see Wu Zixu pass Zhaoguan and have his hair turn white overnight?

The persistence in despair and the madness in despair are not something that everyone can understand. "How similar is Mo Lang's current experience to Wu Zixu?"

"Wu Zixu had run out of money and had to drag his sick body along the road begging for food. After going through untold hardships, he finally got help from King Helu of Wu. Although he did not get revenge, he still avenged his hatred by whipping his corpse."

"But, poor Mo Lang, Huaguo Mountain is not the Wu Kingdom, and the Heavenly Palace is not the Chu Kingdom. I'm afraid that this act of revenge will only..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen also felt depressed. He raised his glass and drank it all.

"Monkey, one day in heaven is one year on earth. It will take some time for the Heavenly Court to gather the troops and determine the commander and vanguard."

"We still have time."

"I've been to Huaguo Mountain, and I've seen dozens of demon kings there, much stronger than Toad's Kanyuan Mountain. I have battle formation techniques, and if I organize and train them, they'll be of great use!"

"Let's go to Huaguo Mountain now!"

Mo Lang stood up and said murderously.

"Hehehe, little dragon, then we brothers will fight this heavenly court!"

The monkey laughed, looking extremely bold and heartless.

Xiao Chen looked at the two of them.

The monkey might be fine, but Molang...

"Mo Lang..."

Xiao Chen stood up and looked at Mo Lang with worry in his eyes.

Mo Lang did not show any anxiety at this moment. There was a smile on his face, which showed a ease that Xiao Chen had never seen before.

Mo Lang walked up, hugged Xiao Chen tightly, and laughed:
"Toad, we must let all the gods and Buddhas know that our demon race is not all spineless, there are still some tough ones!"

"We, the demon race, also have fathers and mothers, and we were born free. Why should we be enslaved by others?"

"At least, my Mo Jiao clan never surrenders!"

"My father is like this, and so am I!"

"I don't care how it ends."

"Monkey, let's go."

"Today, let us brothers fight against these gods and Buddhas!"

Mo Lang held the monkey in his arms, and the dragon and the monkey walked towards the cave entrance.

When you reach the entrance of the cave.

A gust of wind blew by, lifting Mo Lang's sparse white long hair and blowing up his wind and fire battle robe, making a rustling sound...

Mo Lang suddenly turned around, smiled at Xiao Chen and said:

"Toad, you must live well and take a good look at this world."

"I believe that there will come a day when we, the demon race, will be born free."

"Will do."

There are always some monsters in this world. They are brave, stubborn, and even paranoid. They are unruly, proud, arrogant, and cruel.

But they would rather die than submit.

Xiao Chen watched the figures of the dragon and the monkey gradually going away. He stood there, silent, for a long time.

The dragon and the monkey are on this trip.

Sun Wukong might have been pressed under the Five Finger Mountain just like in later generations.

But Mo Lang was determined to die and wanted only to seek revenge.

What should he do?
Could it be that the way to immortality is really the way of ruthlessness?
Is it true that only those who are heartless, desireless, and thoughtless can make it to the end and live forever?
(End of this chapter)