Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

"So who else can we go to? Brother Goudan, I really want to know who saved us!"

Little Nezha, lying on the table with his cheeks puffed up, muttered to himself.

On the other hand, Goudan, who was sitting on the side playing with toys, focused all his attention on the jigsaw puzzle in front of him.

"If you ask me, why don't we just ask big brother? He knows everything anyway, he's so omnipotent! He should be able to figure out who's in that room!"

Goudan was just saying it casually.

But little Nezha couldn't help but take Goudan's words seriously.

Little Nezha, who had been doing nothing just now, stood up suddenly.

He looked at his brother Goudan with shining eyes, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Brother Goudan, you're truly amazing! I didn't even think of looking for a master. If it were you, he would definitely be able to answer my questions. I wouldn't even have to alert my parents. You're truly a genius!"

Little Nezha kept talking, and Goudan, who had put all his heart and soul into his toys, felt a little embarrassed.

Gou Daner rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly: "It's not as exaggerated as you say, I just said it casually. Anyway, it won't hurt to give it a try!"

After hearing this, Nezha became more confident in Sun Wukong and was about to go find him.

……

"Ah-"

Sun Wukong, who was reading the small book, suddenly sneezed loudly, and a bad premonition suddenly came to his mind.

He casually counted with his fingers and figured out the cause and effect.

Thinking that little Nezha would soon find him to ask questions, Sun Wukong twitched his lips: "Is it really such a coincidence?"

He slowly raised his head and looked into the void, as if he was asking himself a question, or as if he was asking God.

"Or do you really want to drag me into this troublesome matter? I'm really just an ordinary country boy. Can you please not bring these troubles to me?"

As if in response to Sun Wukong, the originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy.

The people of Chentang Pass looked at the sky which suddenly darkened and thought it was going to rain soon.

Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, the gloomy sky suddenly turned clear again.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath and looked drunk: "This is too emotional. I can't even act it out."

Is this the benefit of having a local household registration?

Whenever something happens, he tries to drag himself into it.

Unlike before, wherever he went, the thunder and the pressure followed him like a shadow, as if they wanted to destroy him on the spot.

What a hassle!

Sun Wukong shook his head in a pretentious manner.

He stood by the window with his hands behind his back, seemingly admiring the scenery outside the courtyard, as if simply waiting for someone to visit.

The next second, the hurried little Nezha pushed the door open and ran in with a swagger.

"Master, Master! I need your help urgently!"

Little Nezha was running with sweat all over his forehead. As he spoke, he went straight to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Drink slowly, is anyone trying to snatch the wine from you?" Sun Wukong was helpless. Why was this kid still so impetuous?

After drinking several cups of tea, little Nezha finally recovered and waved his hands: "You don't understand, Master! I really have encountered a huge problem, and no one can help me except you!"

Sun Wukong already knew the purpose of his visit, but he did not intend to tell him the secret directly.

After all, this was strictly the Li family's own business. How could an outsider like him suddenly interfere?!

Sun Wukong said slowly: "Stop, no matter what you want to say, I can't give you a definite answer."

"The only thing I can tell you is to get some sleep and then go explore the place you were exploring tomorrow."

"Maybe you can find the truth you want by squatting~"

Little Nezha, who hadn't said anything yet, looked at his master with a confused look on his face.

The expression on his face instantly fell, and his brows furrowed. "Master, you're keeping me in suspense again. Why can't you just tell me directly? Why do you have to be like this?"

After a semester of getting along, Nezha had enough time to understand Sun Wukong's character.

Normally, when Sun Wukong said this, he probably already knew the whole story.

But Sun Wukong just loves to pretend to be a charlatan and keep people in suspense. He clearly knows everything, but he insists on guiding them to find the truth on their own.

Little Nezha's eyes rolled around, and he came directly to Sun Wukong's side, looking at his master pitifully: "Master, just tell me! Please~"

It is really hard for most people to resist such a little glutinous rice ball acting coquettishly in front of them.

But who is Sun Wukong? There is a more clever one in his family.

Little Nezha's tricks are not good enough.

Sun Wukong ruffled the little guy's hair and rejected him with a smile:

"No, be good. This is your family's business. It's not right for me, an outsider, to interfere."

"Of course you can choose not to go. That way you won't know anything, which is actually quite good."

Little Nezha could clearly feel that his hair bun had become loose after being rubbed by Sun Wukong a few times.

He knew without thinking that his hairstyle must have become a messy chicken coop.

Now little Nezha was even more unhappy.

Even though she had already sacrificed her chastity, Sun Wukong didn't respond at all.

He is so miserable!

Is there any other disciple who can achieve what he has done?

Faced with the little disciple's complaints, Sun Wukong smiled without feeling embarrassed at all.

He even lowered his voice deliberately, with a hint of gloom in his tone:

"Go ahead! This secret will definitely blow your mind. You might even find your current home strange and completely different..."

Looking at Sun Wukong who was deliberately creating a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, little Nezha had to admit that he was indeed affected by Sun Wukong's words.

"Ah? So should I know or not?" Little Nezha frowned tightly.

On the one hand, he thought they were just two kind tablets.

Although the location is a bit special, it shouldn't be too explosive, right?

But on the other hand, when he heard Sun Wukong say these words, his heart couldn't help but beat nervously.

He couldn't detect any trace of joking in Sun Wukong's words.

This is enough to prove that the other party is most likely serious.

"Be good~Don't think too much!"

Sun Wukong looked at the little guy with a frown on his face like an old man and patted the child's head gently.

"Kid, there's no need to think so much. Go to sleep! Maybe you'll forget about it when you wake up!"

Little Nezha was very unhappy and looked at Sun Wukong with even more resentment.