newbobooks Chapter 53 There's another younger brother outside.
Chapter 53 There's another younger brother outside.
Looking at Yang Jian, who was as stubborn as a donkey, he couldn't help but flick his finger and tap him on the head.
"you!"
Yang Jian immediately covered his head with his hands, and his face, which had just shown a wronged expression, turned into a pout.
"When I grow up and am taller than you, you won't be able to hit my head anymore!"
puff.
It amused Yang Jiao.
Why don't you just say you'll come and beat me up when you're stronger?
Yang Jiao lifted her foot to walk out, but suddenly felt her right foot sink. She saw that Yang Jian had already tightly hugged her calf.
When her scrutinizing gaze fell upon him, she snorted and turned her head away.
Only the exposed ear was bright red.
That personality of hers, really.
Yang Jiao grabbed his face and pinched it, pulling his mouth crookedly, and said with exasperation:
"If you're still this arrogant when you grow up, I'll beat you to a pulp!"
What's the point of having a mouth?
Mute protagonists are no longer popular!
Do you know that there won't be a market for someone like you in the future?
Don't come crying to your sister in the middle of the night when you're in the "wife-chasing crematorium" (a metaphor for a desperate attempt to win back your wife).
Yang Jiao lifted Yang Jian, who was enduring the pain without uttering a sound, and took out the jade branch, enlarged it, and placed him on it.
Yang Jian could only cover his face with one hand and rub his sore buttocks with the other, without uttering a single word.
Immediately, Yang Jiao was so angry that she wanted to hit him on the head again.
"Jian'er, with your temperament, you'll inevitably have to swallow your pride and bear the pain in the future."
After Yang Jiao finished speaking, she went up herself.
As soon as the jade branch took to the air, Yang Jian's eyes lit up.
Sister, I'm not lying, it really can fly!
Behind Yang Jiao, he quietly reached out and tugged at his sister's sleeve, his eyes brimming with admiration.
In the future, I must be just as capable.
The siblings flew straight toward Flower Fruit Mountain, passing through the clouds, with mountains and rivers flying past beneath their feet.
It's been almost a year!
I wonder if the Great Sage has grown any bigger.
Yang Jiao excitedly led Yang Jian a few steps to the boulder, gently tapped it three times, and said:
I've come to see you.
Yang Jian frowned slightly.
I immediately sensed something was wrong.
Who are you looking at?
Why is she so gentle with this stone?
Before he could finish thinking, he saw Yang Jiao touch her forehead with her fingertips and utter two words:
"Heavenly Eye".
Instantly, a familiar feeling welled up in Yang Jian's heart.
This feeling...
Yang Jiao opened her eyes again.
Inside, the Great Sage was staring intently at him, his eyes gleaming with surprise.
It's been a long time since we last saw him, and the Great Sage has indeed changed a bit.
The fur on its body has become softer and shinier, and its hands, which were originally unable to move, can now make some movements. Although they are not very flexible yet, they have shown obvious signs of growth.
Yang Jiao immediately used her magic to send the peach into the stone.
Just then, the Great Sage's long fingers curled slightly, a subtle movement that stirred Yang Jiao's heart.
If the little monkey hadn't actually smelled the peaches, it would have almost thought it was its imagination!
After a long wait, the Monkey King, who tirelessly practiced the same line hundreds of times every day, finally saw his sister and felt both excited and nervous.
He tried to calm his excitement, and after a long pause, he opened his small mouth and said in a voice that was still somewhat childish but exceptionally soft and sweet:
"I am Sun Wukong."
This!
She taught me that!
This sound, like a thunderclap, struck Yang Jiao's crown, instantly melting her heart completely.
It was like a spring breeze caressing her heart, or like an electric current coursing through her body, making her feel tingly from head to toe.
Overjoyed, Yang Jiao immediately shook off Yang Jian's hand.
He clutched his chest with both hands, his face beaming with ecstatic joy, and shouted:
"Wuhu~ Wukong can talk now!"
At this moment, all she could see was the adorable Great Sage, completely oblivious to the resentment emanating from Yang Jian beside her.
Seeing Yang Jiao's happy expression, Yang Jian unconsciously pouted and stared at the stone.
He muttered to himself:
"Who is Wukong? Why is my sister so happy? It's so hard for me to even get a bottle of milk!"
But now, looking at a broken rock, her eyes almost popped out!
Yang Jian was always exceptionally intelligent, and at this moment, he kept replaying his sister's every move in his mind.
He slowly raised his hand and gently touched his forehead.
Before he could utter the words "Heavenly Eye," he suddenly felt a burning sensation coming from his forehead.
In an instant, a dazzling silver light shot straight towards the boulder where the Monkey King was located, like lightning.
A loud "bang" was heard, as if the whole world trembled.
Yang Jian saw it clearly.
A monkey was born inside the rock!
This monkey,
Its fur is so beautiful and shiny.
Their eyes are also bigger than mine.
Like a bolt from the blue, Yang Jian was completely stunned.
This sudden power shattered Yang Jiao's already excited heart.
If it weren't for the extraordinary origin of this stone, it would probably have been reduced to dust long ago under the immense power of the Heavenly Eye!
"You're incredible, kid! You actually learned how to use the Heavenly Eye after just one look?!"
Yang Jiao secretly marveled, "As expected, someone who has mastered the craft in three years dares to cause trouble!"
He rushed forward to check on the Great Sage inside the stone.
Seeing that the Great Sage was still unharmed, curled up in the stone, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief and said:
"Thank goodness..."
At this moment, the Great Sage was full of doubt. His round, golden head tilted slightly to one side, and he let out a soft "Eh?"
With a sigh of relief, Yang Jiao's face darkened.
Just as he was about to reprimand Yang Jian, Yang Jian unexpectedly spoke first.
He held up a finger and pointed directly at the monkey curled up in a small ball inside the rock, his face filled with disbelief and shock.
His face was almost unable to hide his grievances, and his eyes reddened slightly as he looked at Yang Jiao, stubbornly waiting for her explanation.
"Uh... what kind of weird look is that?"
Why does Yang Jiao feel a strange sense of guilt?
You're the one who misused the "heavenly eye," not me.
Why are you accusing me?
Yang Jian was so wronged, but he was a man, and a man shouldn't cry.
Even though he felt a pang of sadness in his heart, he forced himself to hold it in.
That stubborn mule!
Yang Jiao watched, worried that Yang Jian might be frightened because it was his first time using magic, so she squatted down and pulled him to her side.
Patting his back rhythmically to soothe him:
"Don't use it carelessly in the future, okay? Okay, okay, don't be afraid."
Seeing Yang Jiao comfort him so gently, Yang Jian felt a little better and turned his head to look through the gap in her hair on her shoulder.
It cast a defiant glance at the monkey in the stone.
Humph.
However, the next second.
A softer, more melodious sound came from within the stone.
"Sister... I am Sun Wukong."
Yang Jian clearly felt his older sister stiffen and slow down the patting on her back.
The monkey laughed.
Yang Jian's face darkened.
She stomped her feet in anger and got sulky again.
The kind of person you can't coax no matter what.
That stinky monkey is trying to steal my sister!
Even at a young age, Yang Jian understood this on the very first day he met Sun Wukong.
What is meant by a sense of crisis?
What does it mean to be lifelong rivals?
Is this why you don't come home?
Yang Jiao was completely dumbfounded by that one question.
Yang Jian looked at her and said firmly:
"So she really has another younger brother outside!"