vrcanaries Chapter 156 Wukong's Soul Leaves His Body and is Brought Back to Guanjiang Estuary
Chapter 156 Wukong's Soul Leaves His Body and is Brought Back to Guanjiang Estuary
"Wukong, you will die within seven days if your soul leaves your body. You cannot stay outside for too long."
The primordial spirit has no physical form; it cannot be touched or grasped.
Even mortals couldn't see it. Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and placed it lightly next to Yang Jiao's hand, imitating Yang Jian's actions back then, trying his best not to let his hand pass through.
He looked on with satisfaction, thinking to himself, "Seven days is not a short time."
While he could only wait within the spirit stone, he watched the moon and stars fall from the sky until the sun rose, and that was a day.
Yang Jiao looked at Flower Fruit Mountain, and hearing the rustling sounds in the forest, she came up with a solution!
"Let's go find a body."
Huaguo Mountain may not have much else, but it has the most monkeys.
Yang Jiao led Sun Wukong's spirit down into the forest, searching for any trace of the dead monkey.
Taking over the bodies of living beings will have consequences. The current Wukong is full of spiritual energy, nourished by merit, and is not tainted by any karma. He is an extremely pure spiritual body. We must not lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of a small gain.
Yang Jiao searched and searched, but there were no monkeys that had died of old age in the entire forest.
Wukong has been separated from her body for half a day. It's a waste of time to keep going like this. If Yang Jiao weren't worried about biological isolation, she would have temporarily placed Wukong's primordial spirit into Jingwei's body.
Jingwei's act of saving people is meritorious, and Wukong also absorbed so much merit; there should be no causal relationship between the two.
Just as Yang Jiao decided to give up, the sharp-eyed Sun Wukong suddenly pointed at the mother monkey in front of him and said sadly:
"That little monkey was dragging itself on the ground..."
Yang Jiao looked up and saw a mother monkey dragging a dead baby monkey along the ground. There were several other monkeys in the troop with this same mother and baby.
She understood immediately.
In a monkey troop, there is a alpha male who is responsible for the reproduction of the troop. He has absolute leadership over the troop and all the adult female monkeys in the troop, which is why he has become the target of envy for the other male monkeys in the troop.
But once the old monkey king is defeated by the new monkey king, all these concubines will become the new monkey king's, and the old monkey king's offspring will be cruelly killed by him.
This phenomenon is not limited to monkeys; it also occurs in lion prides.
It just so happens that a new monkey king is changing in this troop. Although it is unknown how long the little monkey has been dead, the mother monkey still keeps it by her side until its body decomposes. Only then will the mother monkey recover from the grief of losing her child, accept the new monkey king, and reproduce new offspring.
Seeing that the little monkey seemed to have just died and its fur was still relatively clean, Yang Jiao immediately went forward and picked a lot of fruits and vegetables and placed them in front of the mother monkey.
The female monkey watched Yang Jiao, who had suddenly appeared, with suspicion. The new monkey king had just taken office and was harsh on them. He ate all the food while the rest of the monkeys went hungry. This was to establish his authority and also to prevent any male monkeys who might be acting strangely from having the strength to resist.
Yang Jiao said softly:
"Eat up, I'll borrow this little monkey's body for a bit."
The mother monkey cautiously reached out one hand to grab the fruit, while slowly releasing the dead baby monkey with the other hand.
It had been starving for far too long.
Yang Jiao quickly stepped forward and picked up the baby monkey. As she slowly backed away, a glimmer of hope appeared in the mother monkey's eyes. She didn't put the banana in her mouth; she just felt that this human could save her child...
Yang Jiao slowly retreated.
Once they were aside, he instructed Sun Wukong:
"Quick, Wukong, come in quickly."
Sun Wukong, unaware of life or death, obediently plunged headfirst into the little monkey's body, and then his round little head opened with bright eyes.
It hopped and leaped all over Yang Jiao, finally settling quietly on her shoulder.
He shouted:
"elder sister."
Yang Jiao gave a heavy "hmm" and then left with Sun Wukong.
As Wukong turned around, he suddenly glanced back in the direction of the mother monkey. He stared intently at the little monkey that had suddenly started moving, and as he took a bite of a banana, a wet mark appeared under his thick fur.
Yang Jiao took Sun Wukong home.
He kept reminding me along the way:
There's a bird in the house, you can't catch it.
Wukong, perched obediently on her shoulder with only his monkey head peeking out, hummed twice, curiously observing the outside world, feeling the wind that used to be able to bend tree branches in the rocks now truly blowing against his face.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his face was full of excitement.
Yang Jiao continued to confess:
"There's another mosquito. You can't beat her, so don't provoke her. Even I can't beat her."
Sun Wukong suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Jiao, his little paws brushing against a strand of hair that was tickling his face in the wind, and he looked up at her curled eyelashes, thinking to himself:
My sister can't beat me... but Goku will be able to in the future.
For Yang Jiao, these were not the most difficult things.
I also have a younger brother at home.
Yang Jiao recalled Yang Jian's stubborn face and grunted, saying:
"You can't fight with my brother either."
Sun Wukong quickly turned his head away.
He didn't hit his sister's brother!
It was the sister's brother who hit him with his eyes!
I remember them all!
Sun Wukong's eyes squinted, wishing he could have a magic that could emit light from them.
……
Yangjia Village, Guanjiang Estuary.
Yang Jiao returned home like a thief, not daring to enter through the main gate, and instead slowly landed on the wall in the yard behind her house.
I tiptoed and carefully climbed over the window.
Mosquito Taoist, holding a large bottle of milk and a bird in his hand, was so startled by Yang Jiao's furtive figure that a mouthful of milk spilled from the corner of his mouth.
His mouth remained open for a long time.
asked:
"What bad things did you do while you were gone for two days?"
Hearing the sound suddenly, Yang Jiao was startled. She turned around and saw that there was only Mosquito Daoist in the room. She patted her chest in relief.
Before she could speak, a fluffy little head suddenly popped out from behind her, staring intently at the milk in the Mosquito Taoist's hand.
Mosquito Taoist immediately sensed something was wrong!
He immediately hid the baby bottle behind his back and pointed at Yang Jiao, saying:
"You little rascal, Yang Jiao, you've picked up another baby after only two days away!"
Good heavens! Yang Jian has finally weaned, and now that there's no one to compete with me for the best drinks, I can drink two more bottles every day!
Now there's a baby monkey.
The sky has fallen!
Yang Jiao quickly stepped forward, pulled the Mosquito Taoist down to sit, then put a finger to her lips, cautiously surveyed the room, and whispered:
"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't let Jian'er hear you."
Mosquito Taoist grumbled and glared at the little monkey, then crossed his arms and waited for Yang Jiao to explain why Yang Jian couldn't know.
then……
The door was slammed open from the outside.
A young child with an extraordinary air about him ran in from outside, clutching several large, writhing green caterpillars in his hand.
He had barely stepped into the house with his left foot when he couldn't wait to say:
"Mosquitoes, mosquitoes, I caught some insects for Jingwei. When she learns to talk, I'll give her... a reward..."
pat.
The large green caterpillar fell to the ground.
Yang Jian looked at his sister, who had returned home sometime earlier, and the monkey on her back, and his voice abruptly stopped.
The smile on his face gradually disappeared...
Yang Jiao:
Finished!