Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

The tomb of Yang Jian's parents and elder brother is not extravagant, but rather simple.Yang Jian came to worship every day when he was in the mortal world. After he went to heaven as an official, he hadn't come for many days because he went up to the sky and the earth for a year.The grave was covered with weeds and looked dilapidated.The sky in March is gloomy and dark. There are no houses nearby, not even birds, and everything is desolate.

Yang Jian pulled the grass, put incense on it, and set up the tribute. He knew that his parents and elder brothers were devastated and had no souls, so they couldn't enjoy any tributes, but by placing the things here, they could pretend that their souls were still there.

Yang Jian carefully took out the wind chime made by his father from his arms, caressed each piece of jade pendant on the wind chime carefully, shook it, and the wind chime jingled.It seemed to see a family sitting around the wind chime again, each stretched out a hand and folded together.I heard the song my mother sang again: "There is a mountain in the distance, and there is a tree on the mountain, and the family lives in the house..."

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. The surrounding fields were vast and foggy. For more than 500 years, the sky had not changed, the clouds had not changed, the wind had not changed, and the wind chimes were intact, except for the man.

Things are wrong.

There was no one around, so there was no need to pretend anymore, Yang Jian's mask could finally be removed in front of his family's tomb.But I have long forgotten how to cry, habit is really a terrible thing.Crying is the work of the weak. Yang Jian has only cried twice in his life. The first time was when the Yang family was destroyed, and the second time was when his mother was sunburned.Thinking of the scene of my mother being sunburned, it seemed that my mother's dying words came in the wind: "As an older brother, you have the responsibility to take care of your younger sister. Don't go against the sky, don't take revenge, and live well."

Yang Jian closed his eyes and couldn't hear anything.

The mother died, her body and spirit were all gone, and there was no trace of it in the world.Even though Yang Jian has practiced kung fu that can shake the Three Realms, he can't save his mother.A family of five, only myself and my younger sister survived. For thousands of years, I tried my best to learn magic and practice Taoism for the purpose of saving my mother. After suffering so much, I ended up accomplishing nothing.Now the third sister is also being pressed under Huashan by myself, is this the ending I want?

With a "plop", Yang Jian knelt down straight.

"Mother, Erlang is unfilial. Not only did he fail to protect his sister, but he made her suffer the same fate as you." Yang Jian lowered his head, put his palm on the ground, and clenched it tightly. Flow out, and nothing remains.

"But I will not waver, nor will I give up..." With a "bang", Yang Jian's fist hit the ground, creating a deep hole.

The wind messed up Yang Jian's hair, but it couldn't mess up Yang Jian's heart.Yang Jian was as firm as ever.

Everyone knows that Erlang is ruthless, but Yang Jian doesn't think he is ruthless, but he does things unscrupulously, is too firm and paranoid, and knows it is wrong, so he has to go on.There is no completely correct path in this world. If a path does not come to an end, who knows whether it is right or wrong?Even if you are wrong, as long as you go to the end, you can turn the wrong into right.

Mother, if you say you don't go against the sky, Erlang will not go against the sky; if you say you don't want revenge, Erlang will leave the Jade Emperor alone; you are kind-hearted and don't want to see people suffer, and your greatest wish is to make all beings in the three realms happy and worry-free. Give you a peaceful and prosperous world, bright and bright!

As long as I live, no one can disrupt the Three Realms, not even myself.

The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother are the people left by the ancient gods in charge of the Three Realms, and their death will lead to the demise of the Three Realms.Since it cannot be against the sky, it can only protect the Three Realms in a relatively peaceful manner.Therefore, I will definitely continue to do it, no matter the cost, no matter the cost.In order to be a judiciary god, I can burn Huaguo Mountain cruelly, I can endure the coercion of Tiannu, I can be an obedient slave in front of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, I can push my third sister into Huashan Mountain with my own hands...all of this, If it is wrong, let me be wrong to the end.

As for the third sister... Although I spared Liu Yanchang's life for the sake of the third sister, it is always a fact that I caused the third sister to suffer, separated her flesh and blood, and the family cannot be reunited.One must take responsibility for what one has done.What I owe to Third Sister, I shall pay it back on her child.

The Queen Mother of the Jade Emperor cannot be killed, but the rules of heaven can be changed.

Yang Jian raised his head, his eyes gleaming with hope.

"Mother, for you, for the third sister, and for the sake of all beings in the three realms, I will definitely cultivate a person who can create a new order. That person is your grandson, Chen Xiang."

Yang Jian stood up, looked down at the three tombstones, and looked over from the top. They were eldest brother, father, and mother in turn.Yang Jian's gaze finally landed on an unknown place in the distance, as if he had thought a lot, but at the same time he seemed to have thought about nothing.Putting the wind chime away, Yang Jian's heart ached violently when he thought of a boy who said that he wanted to hang his jade pendant on the wind chime and be his own family.Stop thinking about it immediately.Wipe off the dust on your knees, and fly away.

Yang Jian went back to the Temple of the True Monarch, and dealt with affairs as usual, never mentioning the matter of the Three Virgins.

On this day, when Fairy Chang'e came to visit, Yang Jian dismissed the crowd and received her in the main hall.

Chang'e cut to the chase and said, "What happened to Mount Hua?" Yang Jian deliberately showed a puzzled expression.Chang'e said: "I just went to Mount Hua, and I didn't see the San Shengmu. I want to see her." "The third sister..." Yang Jian turned his head so that no one could see his expression, "She is very good."

"Very good?" Chang'e is not an easy person to dismiss, "Why did Huashan change? Why did the Palace of the Holy Mother disappear? Why did you let the Meishan brothers station in Huashan to keep people away?"

"There are many things I can't tell you." Yang Jian turned his head, he had adjusted his emotions in this moment, and now his face was flawless. "But you should trust Yang Jian, right? In order not to hurt the fairy in front of outsiders, Yang Jian is not compatible with you. In fact, what kind of person Yang Jian is, the fairy has been clear for thousands of years."

Yes, Chang'e has always known how the case of the Zhenjun Temple was handled, and also knew that Yang Jian was a judicial god, not for fame and fortune, but for the sake of all beings in the three realms.Chang'e has always admired Yang Jian's deceitfulness and devotion to the welfare of ordinary people.But this time, Chang'e couldn't see Yang Jian clearly. "The current Yang Jian is no longer the original Yang Jian. The current Yang Jian bows to Tian Nu, burns Huaguo Mountain, and catches Monkey King wisely. He is very scheming and has very high means." Chang'e sighed, "But no matter how high your means are, Shouldn't it be used on your own sister, too?"

"In order to keep the seat of the judicial god, Yang Jian has no other choice." Yang Jian said in a high-sounding voice, "Please fairy, don't tell anyone about Huashan."

Chang'e didn't get the explanation she wanted, and it was impossible for Yang Jian to explain to her.The less people who know about my own affairs, the better, so that no one will be hurt.Besides, what kind of person am I? Since you don't believe me, why should I explain?Yang Jian looks kind on the surface, but in fact he is proud in his bones.

Before leaving, Chang'e finally said: "I often heard San Shengmu say to Chen Xiang, you have the most capable uncle, he is a great hero, as long as your uncle is here, we don't have to be afraid of anything."

Chang'e left.Yang Jian was left alone in the Zhenjun Temple, and the dark hall was overwhelming.Yang Jian sat alone on the throne, thinking about Chang'e's words, and said to himself, "Third Sister, as long as I'm here, Chen Xiang really doesn't have to be afraid of anything."Now that this game of chess has started, Yang Jian is already ready to be scolded by the world.

Yang Jian quietly paid attention to Chen Xiang.

Sun Wukong has been lingering for a long time, and Yang Jian needs to clear up many things in the heavenly court, so he has never had time to go down to the realm to see Chenxiang.It's time to go to Liujia Village in the lower realm, and 16 years have passed in the mortal world.

Yang Jian wants to go to heaven on Chen Xiang's 16th birthday.Before that, a golden lock was carved with heart as a birthday present for Chen Xiang.When Xiaotiangou saw Yang Jian engraving the golden lock, he thought it was for himself at first, but after Yang Jian explained, Xiaotiangou said: "Master, you have become such a high-ranking official, why do you still engrave it yourself? Is it over?" Yang Jian said nothing.Xiaotiangou said again: "I understand that the master wanted a child 300 years ago. He had the opportunity to raise the little fox named Xiaoyu, but unfortunately Princess Cunxin threw Xiaoyu out and failed. But Chen Xiang ..." Xiaotiangou's tone clearly carried unconcealable worry.

Yang Jian knew what Xiaotiangou was worried about, so he didn't mention anything else, but said: "My Yang family has a descendant."

"Chen Xiang's surname is Liu..."

"That's also the blood of my Yang family!"

Xiao Tianquan became even more worried: "But, I'm afraid that Chen Xiang will know about his mother after he knows his life experience..." Xiao Tiangou secretly observed Yang Jian's expression, and said, "I'm afraid he will blame you..."

"Does he blame me? What does he have to do with me?" Yang Jian continued to engrave the longevity lock, "Is Yang Jian the kind of person who is shaken by other people's blame and misunderstanding?"

"I mean, if you're nice to him, what if he doesn't appreciate it?"

"It's my own business that I treat him well. It doesn't matter whether he appreciates it or not." Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of a person who had said similar things. That night, he once vowed, "As long as I like you, I don't care about anything else." Yang Jian shook his head and scratched his finger with a carving knife.Xiao Tiangou thought Yang Jian lost his mind because of Chen Xiang, so he didn't dare to speak anymore.

When Yang Jian saw Chen Xiang for the first time, he seemed to see the third sister when he was young.Chen Xiang has a pair of beautiful eyes, smart and mischievous, and the corners of his mouth are turned up when he smiles, very much like the third sister.Yang Jian likes it no matter how he sees it, thinking that he can hang an extra piece of jade on the wind chime representing his family...

"Chen Xiang, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?" Yang Jian and Chen Xiang stood by the river and talked.

"In the future? I want to be a Yuanwai." Chen Xiang said in a yearning tone, "There is a Wang Yuanwai in our village. His family has dozens of acres of land and ten large tile-roofed houses. There are seven or eight long-term workers and several maids. ..."

Yang Jian's heart sank, and a faint anger was steaming in his heart.Be a member of the staff, farm, just like this for the rest of your life?Then where do you put the third sister?The third sister has suffered in Huashan for 16 years. Waiting for you to grow up and wait for so long, is this the result?

"You should have a bigger goal." Yang Jian's eyes darkened, and he clenched his left hand into a fist, "As long as you dare to think, you can do it!" The murderous aura on Yang Jian's body inadvertently radiated.

Chen Xiang was startled, and stared blankly at this stranger whom he met for the first time.

Yang Jian restrained his murderous aura, and added another comment to Chen Xiang in his heart: cowardly and cowardly.

This child, with half of the Yang family's blood flowing in his body, why doesn't he look like the Yang family at all?Forget it, he was still young, he grew up in the closed and backward mountains, he had never seen the world, he lived a comfortable life for too long, it is not surprising that he has grown into his current appearance.I must teach him well in the future.

"Chen Xiang, study hard in the future."

"I have to study again. I hate studying the most. I'm in Liujia Village. It's good to be an outsider."

Yang Jian's anger could no longer be suppressed, and he glanced at Chen Xiang with sharp eyes: "Is this what Liu Yanchang taught you?" There was a trace of cruel murderousness in Yang Jian's eyes, "He is not worthy to be your father at all!"

"Why do you say that about my father!" Chen Xiang shouted angrily.

Yang Jian was overjoyed in his heart, he knew how terrifying his murderous aura was, and it would be fine for ordinary people not to kneel down in fright.This kid was afraid of being like that when he just released his murderous aura, but he had the courage to yell at himself when he mentioned his father, he seemed to be a filial person.Yang Jian smiled with satisfaction, Chen Xiang is indeed a descendant of my Yang family!

Although it is not wise to provoke the opponent without considering the consequences when there is a huge difference in strength, but Chen Xiang, a 16-year-old boy, has such a reaction, and Yang Jian is very pleased.

Seeing that Yang Jian was disrespectful to Liu Yanchang, Chen Xiang turned away angrily.

"Liu Yanchang taught you like this, how could I not blame him?" Yang Jian tried again, "Even your mother will not forgive him!"

Sure enough, Chen Xiang stopped immediately, turned her head and asked, "Do you know my mother?" There was extreme eagerness and hope on his face.

"Do you miss your mother?"

"I seldom think about it now. People call me a motherless wild child, and I don't feel angry anymore..." Chen Xiang returned to the river, squatted down, and threw stones into the river, looking so lonely and fragile from the back.Yang Jian thought of the days after Yaoji was captured by the heavenly soldiers and generals, and felt heartbroken for a moment.Walking up to Chen Xiang, gently hugging his shoulder from behind.

Chen Xiang turned around and looked at Yang Jian expectantly: "Do you know my mother?"

Yang Jian didn't know how to answer, and said, "Your mother is from the Three Realms... She is a rare beauty in the world."

Chen Xiang continued to question, but Yang Jian refused to say more.He took out the golden lock and put it on Chen Xiang's neck. "Today is your birthday..."

Chen Xiang's first reaction was to bite his teeth, and then said happily: "Golden?" Seeing Chen Xiang's reaction like this, Yang Jian couldn't help but sighed. "Thank you Master Zhenjun!" Chen Xiang said excitedly.

"Don't call me Zhenjun. If you have to call me something, just call me uncle..."

"Thank you uncle!"

Yang Jian smiled.The ice and snow in his eyes melted instantly.Chen Xiang said blankly: "Uncle, you look so pretty when you smile!" Yang Jian patted Chen Xiang's head amusedly. "Go back quickly, your father and your fourth aunt are still waiting to celebrate your birthday."

Chen Xiang ran away quickly, then turned around suddenly, smiling like a spring breeze: "The most expensive gift I received this year is that I have an uncle!" Chen Xiang held the golden lock on his chest, raised it upwards, and smiled like The sun is brighter.Such a pure and happy smile made Yang Jian miss it for a long time afterwards.

After Chen Xiang left, Yang Jian flew into the sky on a cloud, and at this time a willow tree by the river turned into a human form and flew away.It turned out that Tian Nu sent people to monitor Yang Jian, followed Yang Jian to the world, and saw everything in his eyes.

But Yang Jian separated from Chen Xiang and returned to the Temple of Zhenjun, with a smile on his face that he didn't take back.The Meishan brothers didn't know that Liu Yanchang and Chen Xiang were still alive, seeing Yang Jian so happy, they asked, "Second Lord, what's the happy event recently?" Before Yang Jian could answer, a shrill voice suddenly came from outside the hall: "Master Zhenjun!"

Tian Nu, who received a secret report from his subordinates, walked in.