Chapter 1109 Monkey King's Request

Lin Qiye coughed in the room, and the door opened automatically. Xiao Heilai ran in from the outside, sticking out his tongue, and saw a strange man suddenly appeared in the room. He was taken aback for a moment, and then flew to Lin Qiye. , growled ferociously at Sun Wukong.

Monkey King, who had transformed into a middle-aged man, frowned slightly when he saw the dog.

"The Roaring Dog..."

"Hey, he's not a bad guy."

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and stroked Xiao Heilai's head, the latter became docile immediately, licked his palm, transformed himself into a dog-skin wheelchair, and let Lin Qiye sit on it.

Seeing that the person and dog in front of him are so intimate, doubts appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.

"How do you know Xiaotiangou so well?"

"Oh, this is my brother's dog." Lin Qiye paused and added, "My brother is Yang Jian."

"???"

For the first time, Lin Qiye saw the look of astonishment on Sun Wukong's face.

He frowned and looked at Lin Qiye, as if he couldn't understand how his former rival and friend became his younger brother? Based on this calculation, wouldn't his seniority also fall?

"Specifically, I will tell you on the road later." Lin Qiye explained.

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, turned and left the house. He stood outside the courtyard, looking around at the surrounding mountainous fairy palaces, as well as the cranes and fairy gods passing by from time to time, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Lin Qiye came out of the house in a wheelchair, saw Monkey King standing at the door like a sculpture, silently stopped the wheelchair and stuck behind him, and did not go forward to disturb him.

Sun Wukong stopped there for a long time, sighed, and walked away in a certain direction with ease.

Lin Qiye followed in a wheelchair.

"Huh? Who is next to Qiye?"

Shen Qingzhu, who just came out of Anqing's fish house, saw this scene, and said in surprise, "Still wearing our [Night Curtain] cloak... But aren't we all here?"

Beside him, Baili Pangpang glanced at the two people who were leaving, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he shrugged:

"Who knows...maybe an old friend who revisited the old place."

"Old friend?"

"I'm talking nonsense, go back to your room and go to sleep, I'm sleepy, young master."

"..."

...

Immortals flew over the heads of Lin Qiye and Monkey King on clouds and mists. Whenever a fairy left, Monkey King would glance at him with a hint of disdain.

In terms of riding the clouds and driving the fog, these two people may be the ceiling of the gods in the heaven, but even so, they still chose to go on foot, one is because Lin Qiye’s body has not recovered, and he can’t ride the somersault cloud, and the other is because the somersault cloud is too easy to identify , Walking can avoid a lot of trouble.

Now Sun Wukong has not been discharged from the hospital. Once the Great Xia gods find that Sun Wukong appears in the heavenly court, it will inevitably cause a sensation, and the existence of the mental hospital of the gods will also be exposed, so the two of them should keep a low profile as possible.

After a while, Monkey King stopped in front of a fairy palace.

"I'll go in, you wait for me outside." Sun Wukong pulled his hood, completely covered his face in the shadow, and disappeared outside the fairy palace in a flash.

After Monkey King disappeared, Lin Qiye looked up at the plaque in front of the Immortal Palace:

"Qingshan Palace?"

What is this place?

It doesn't look like other fairy palaces are so immortal... the people who live in it are Sun Wukong's acquaintances?

Lin Qiye had no choice but to wait alone at the gate of the Immortal Palace. After a few minutes, Monkey King came out from it. It didn't look any different. The only difference was that there was a big black bag on his back.

Lin Qiye curiously wanted to use his mental power to find out what was in the bag, but he felt dizzy as soon as his mental power left his body, so he had to give up this idea for the time being.

Sun Wukong carried the bag and said lightly: "Let's go."

"Brother Monkey, have you met all the people you want to meet?"

"No." Sun Wukong shook his head,

"Going now."

Filled with doubts, Lin Qiye followed Monkey King through most of the heavenly courts and came to the surroundings of several sacred mountains hanging on the edge.

Sun Wukong looked around to confirm that there were no gods nearby, then drove a somersaulting cloud, led Lin Qiye, and flipped to the top of the highest mountain in a single somersault.

"Woah!"

As soon as he landed, the dog-skin wheelchair under Lin Qiye exclaimed, and Lin Qiye quickly made a silent gesture to him.

The cool breeze blew across the lush green land, slightly swaying the branches of the three towering thousand-year-old sacred trees on the top of the mountain. Under the blue sky, Monkey King returned to his original appearance, wearing half a cassock, carrying a black bag, slowly Walked to the center of the three sacred trees.

He bent down to untie the black bag, took out two thick wooden boards, held them in his arms, sat cross-legged on the ground, and lightly carved something on the wooden boards with a ray of golden light hidden in his fingers.

Liuyun floated, and the tree shadows swayed.

On the sacred mountain, the dark golden hair of the ancient ape flicked. After a while, he stopped his fingertips, stood up, walked to the highest point of the sacred mountain, and inserted the two stone slabs deeply into the ground.

It wasn't until this moment that Lin Qiye finally saw the true faces of the two planks.

I saw two thick wooden boards with bright red brushstrokes, respectively outlining several large characters:

——The tomb of Junior Brother Zhu Wuneng.

——The tomb of the younger brother Sha Wujing.

The moment Lin Qiye saw these two lines, he froze in place.

He turned his head to look at the lonely figure standing in front of the two boards, with an extremely complicated expression.

In Lin Qiye's mind, he once again recalled the silhouette of the two monsters lying in a pool of blood in the silhouette of time...

It turned out that they were the people Sun Wukong said he wanted to meet?

Sun Wukong looked at the two simple wooden signs, with a bitter smile on his lips. He bent down and took out golden ornate jugs and many aura-filled fairy fruits from the black bag, and muttered to himself:

"Idiot, Lao Sha, the materials here are limited, so I can only make a simple wooden tablet for you first... However, I stole the dinner of the Jade Emperor from the Qiongshan Palace for you. Our senior brothers, also treat him as a Jade Emperor, let's have a good time together!"

Sun Wukong picked up a golden pot containing immortal wine, and was about to pour it on the ground, when a figure in white walked up the holy mountain from the other side, saw Monkey King in front of the two wooden signs, was slightly taken aback, then widened his eyes :

"Great Saint?!"