Monkey and Nezha went directly to the roller shutter river.

Jin Chanzi has been trapped here for seven or eight years. Now he can't leave or die! However, this monk will not be in a hurry after he understands his situation.

Every day, I sit by the river, no matter whether the roller blinds can be heard or not, I will teach him the Dharma. The roller blinds are so noisy that they are not good, but even if they block their ears, the sound of the Buddhist scriptures will still be heard.

There was no way to roll the curtain and beg Zhang Ziling to get the monk away, but he didn't want Zhang Ziling to refuse.

When the monkey and Nezha arrived on the shore, Jin Chanzi was reciting scriptures.

"Jin Chanzi, why are you here?" Nezha asked curiously.

Li Jing's family has a close relationship with the West.

The eldest son Jinzha was originally a disciple of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and the second son Muzha was the guardian of Guanyin and the Dharma name Hui'an Zhuang.

So Nezha recognized Jin Chanzi at a glance.

"What are the third prince doing here?" Jin Chanzi asked with a smile.

"I'll have a chance to talk to this monkey." Nezha said.

"Then let's do it quickly and stop talking nonsense." The monkey said, "These bald men like to lie the most. Don't believe anything they say."

Gonggong, the roller blinds, told monkeys a lot about the Western bets that he would not admit his account. He was almost deceived by Jin Chanzi.

If he hadn't made up his mind in the end, he wouldn't have learned Zhang Ziling's boxing skills. After learning Zhang Ziling's things, the monkey would have even more respect for Zhang Ziling.

At the same time, the more disgusted Jin Chanzi, he almost prevented himself from becoming Zhang Ziling as his teacher.

"There are still good people among them." Nezha said.

"That's right! That peacock is really good." The monkey said with a smile.

"Monkey, I'm going to make a move!"

"Come on, kid."

Nezha used his own fire-tip gun, and the monkey in the monkey's hand was a treasure tool specially refined by Zhang Ziling for him.

He also told the monkey that it would be better to give him one after he learned the great martial arts.

The first move of the two of them was testing each other. They just looked at each other and didn't like each other, but they were very sensible when they took action.

Boom!

The roller shutter river was shaken by the two of them, and the roller shutter river was churning. The roller shutter in the river sighed, "How long has it been, this monkey actually has such strength!"

In the end, the monkey fought with Nezha for a day, but was stopped by Yang Jian.

"My name is Nezha, you are very awesome." Nezha said with a smile.

"My name is Sun Wukong." The monkey also grinned.

The two of them can be regarded as having acquaintance without fighting.

Jin Chanzi looked at the monkey and the roller shutters, and he felt that the road to obtaining the scriptures was really difficult.

Seven years are very happy for the monkey. In these seven years, he has a master and friends!

But for some people, seven years is a torment!

This is how Bian Zhuang was. When he was reincarnated as a pig, he didn't know anything.

A year later, he finally recovered his memory. Looking at his current appearance, he thought of dying! But he always felt that he had something very important to do, and this reason made him survive.

No pig was like him, so the pigs drove him out of the pigpen. In fact, if they didn't drive him, Bianzhuang wouldn't stay here.

He ran to the mountains and spent a year restoring some mana. He was very glad that he did not let his friends see what he is now.

Another year later, Bian Zhuang has adapted to this body.

A pig-headed monster!

He sat by the stream dyingly, wiping the wound. He had just fought with the tiger demon in order to save several mountain villagers from the tiger demon's hands.

If this was such a tiger demon in the past, he could kill him with one finger. But now this tiger demon has seriously injured him.

But what hurt him the most was the eyes of the mountain people.

Gu Zhu

They have fear and disgust when they see themselves!

"Hey! Pig-head demon!" A sharp female voice rang out.

"Get out!" Bian Zhuang's hoarse and low roar sounded very terrifying.

"Hmph! You were taken out by the tiger king. If you don't treat it, you will die!" The banshee who spoke like a spider, but not a spider.

"It's best to die."

After he said that, his eyelids became heavier and he fainted by the stream.

"I should let you die here!" said the banshee viciously. "Pig-headed demon? Pig demon?"

Bian Zhuang had a very long dream, and he dreamed that he was drunk and teasing Chang'e!

I dreamed that I was the Marshal Tianpeng who ruled 100,000 heavenly soldiers.

But he did not dream that he finally became like this in order to uphold the justice in his heart.

Bian Zhuang thought he was about to die, and death was the real relief for him. But a dazzling light pulled him back!

"Hey, pig-headed demon! Don't die with me, I don't like eating pork at all!" The banshee's sharp voice woke Bian Zhuang.

He saw that the wound on his body was roughly bandaged.

"Thank you..." Bian Zhuang said.

The Banshee was stunned for a moment, "I am also trying to repay your cause and effect. A year ago, you saved me from the hands of the Eight-Eyed King when you passed by the Eight-Eyed Cave."

"I only remember that I saved an egg." Bian Zhuang obviously had an impression.

The egg disappeared the next day.

"That's me. I have been born with a congenital deficiency and have no power to break the shell. I thought my own would die, but I didn't expect to practice in the egg.

My name is Luan Erjie, what is your name?"

"I, I don't have a name!" Bian Zhuang said.

"Then I call you a pig-headed demon!" Sister Luan said deliberately.

As long as these monsters succeed in practicing and transforming, they will definitely give themselves a name.

Just like her, she was originally a bead egg-shaped.

So I named myself Luan Erjie.

Obviously, Bian Zhuang doesn’t like the name Pig-Head Demon, “You call me Pig Wuneng!”

"Pig is incompetent?" Sister Luan said disgusted, "It's better to call you a pig-headed demon!"

Three days later, Bian Zhuang was about to leave when he was injured. He didn't like this noisy banshee at all.

"You can't leave!" said Luan Erjie.

"Why!" Bian Zhuang's angrily fangs seemed very terrifying.

"You and I have saved each other, and it's considered a balance! But to save you, I have spent a lot of herbs, and you should pay me back these things." Sister Luan Er said.

"How do you want me to pay you back?" Bian Zhuang asked.

"Help me work for five years!" Sister Luan said with a smile.

"Just work! Don't do bad things!" Bian Zhuang said coldly.

From then on, Bian Zhuang lived in Luan Erjie's cave.

Whenever the night is late, Luan Erjie will see a lonely pig demon sitting under the moon. He looks up at the moon, and it is difficult to tell what is in his eyes.

However, Luan Erjie always felt that the moonlight made the pig demon look much better.

Days pass by day...

In addition to practicing every day, Bianzhuang helps Luan Erjie work and saves the mountain people in the forest.
Chapter completed!