World Traveler

One day, Yanan, who was wandering around with nothing to do, suddenly became crazy and started asking questions to anyone he met on the street.

"Buyi, do I look like Sun Wukong to you?"

"Ah? How do you know I'm the Monkey King who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago?"

………nerve!

"Junior brother, do I look like the Monkey King, Sun Wukong?"

“…The door to the alchemy room is over there.”

Cry, heartless Second Junior Brother...

"Third Junior Brother, do you think I look like the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, from the Water Curtain Cave in the Flower-Fruit Mountain?"

"Yanan, are you learning how to ask for a title?"

"No, I'm just bored."

"Haha~ Okay, then you can tell me about Journey to the West when the time comes, and I can also tell it to those who listen to the book later."

Third Junior Brother...

"Mo Ling, do you think I look like the Monkey King?"

"Ah."

So cute...

"Ok?"

Yanan felt the extra magic power in his body, which was about the size of a grain of dust, and his eyes widened immediately.

No, you believed such outrageous words?

Trojan horse!

He picked up Tang Moling, who was sweating all over after practicing martial arts, and gave her a kiss. Then he used the power of his new golden finger to strengthen a small bell.

"Come, Mo Ling, since I am the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, then you must be the Fairy Zixia."

He took out a small and exquisite bell, put it on Tang Moling's wrist, and explained to her the use of the bell.

"Mo Ling, if you find that you can't find me one day, you can shake this bell. If it rings, then I'm in that direction. If it doesn't ring, then I'm not there. And it can also turn danger into safety and prevent you from getting hurt."

After hearing this, Tang Moling was a little confused. She raised her hand and shook it, and the bell immediately made a crisp sound. She turned around and took two steps with her back to Yanan. No matter how she shook it, the bell on her wrist did not make any sound.

"See, isn't God amazing? And this bell won't affect you. It will only ring when you're thinking of me. If you're not thinking of me, it won't ring."

Seeing her raise her hand and shake the bell to test the cute effect, I laughed and took her hand and walked down the mountain.

"Let's go for a walk down the mountain today."

"Brother, Daddy will scold you."

"It's okay, it's normal to quarrel once a week."

After helping Tang Moling change her clothes, the two of them held hands and walked down the mountain. The senior brothers and sisters around them were already accustomed to this situation.

Even many of the senior sisters smiled like aunts, after all, they had watched the two children grow up little by little.

Okay, stop, let’s change the topic. For example, under the evil taste of the gods, what is Yanan’s golden finger this time.

[Practice to make the fake come true: Modify the effects and essence of everything at will. Of course, the premise is that he really believes it, otherwise, the modified things will lose all the added effects.

God's message: How about the low-end version of Xinsu? You don't have to worry about whether you will fall into confusion, you should think more about how to make others believe in you.

(You can’t fool yourself, brother~)]

That's how the bell came about. As long as Tang Moling firmly believed in herself and believed that the bell really had that effect, the bell would really have that effect.

Of course, this is not a panacea. Tang Moling's faith can only support the bell at most. It is impossible for her to create classic killing weapons such as Pangu Axe and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

Or rather, the whole world’s worth is not enough.

Especially this kind of deceiving others... I'm not a person who practices the art of meditation!

————A dividing line——————

"Damn, these rotten mountain people dare to resist!?"

Feeling the movement outside, Fan Sakiyan, who was in her sleep, watched in a daze as her mother picked her up and sneaked into the woods.

"Mom?"

Fan Sakiyan, who didn't quite understand what was going on, looked at her mother.

"Xiaoyan is awake? No, nothing's wrong, go back to sleep."

Grandma looked anxious and pale as she ran while comforting the pregnant Fan Sakiyan.

"Where's Aye?"

Fan Sakiyan clearly felt her mother holding her hand tighter, refusing to let go.

"Your Aye...he's out?"

"So where are we going? Does Aye know where we are?"

"He...he knows, he must know, just get some rest."

"Ah."

After a happy and crazy day yesterday, Fan Sakiyan fell asleep in her mother's warm arms.

He didn't notice at all that there was something wrong with his mother's pale face, or the smell of rust in the air.

For Fan Sakiyan, who didn't know what was going on, these few days were the happiest. She left the mountain valley where she had lived for almost a year. Without her father talking to her every day, and without those annoying guys.

Wuhu! I started my wandering life again~

Life is so good these days, just like a dream. No one cares about me and I can do whatever I want. Although I have been sleeping in an abandoned temple recently, I have also met a best friend.

Ah Hua.

A dog.

It is very cute and powerful. It can help me drive away mosquitoes at night. Once, a poisonous snake sneaked up to me under the cover of night.

Ah Hua found it, and her mother killed the snake with a knife. She was really scared that night. The snake's head was still moving after being chopped off.

Fortunately, I fell asleep in my mother's arms at night.

But my mother seems to have a bad smell on her body, and her face has become paler and paler in the past few days. I never see her smile anymore.

Well, I also smell bad, but my mother doesn’t dislike me, and neither does Ahua.

My mother won’t let me take a bath.

It’s weird.

My father will be very angry if he sees this.

Hehehe... Fortunately, father is not here.

However, I do miss my father a little. Every time he would take me out to eat delicious food, he would also take me out to play. Actually... my father still loves me very much.

Mom has been agonizing over food these days, but Dad wouldn't be like that...

But every time I see my mother, I don’t dare to ask where my father has gone. I don’t know why I’m so scared.

Maybe it’s because mom hasn’t smiled lately…

How long have I been away from home? How long has it been since I last saw Aye? It seems like a week, right?

Thinking back to that ravine, Fan Sakiyan suddenly felt that the place didn't seem so boring after all.

That day I finally couldn't help but ask my mother.

"Mom, when are we going home?"

"It's not fun here at all. I don't understand what they are saying. I miss Aye..."

After hearing this, my mother couldn't help but burst into tears and said some incomprehensible words.

After a long time, when I couldn't cry anymore, my mother took my hand and walked back to the dilapidated temple.

"Go home... go home... we'll be home soon..."