Chapter 255: Monkey's Laughter

Before arriving at the Su family manor, Yang Xian had never expected that the Su family manor was so luxurious.

To enter the manor, you need transportation to reach the residence.

There are also elevators in the residence to facilitate people walking inside.

But even if there were elevators, moving between floors would be a hassle because the distances are so far.

The Su family treated them to dinner, and the dining room looked bigger than the restaurant.

"Your name is Yang Xian, right? He's a good young man." Old Madam Su smiled and used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat for Yang Xian. "But he's too thin. Eat more."

Old Master Su couldn't hold back his excitement. He used to like reading fantasy works such as "Investiture of the Gods" and "Journey to the West". When he heard his sons say that the little aunt seemed to have met the reincarnation of Erlang Shen Yang Jian, he became particularly excited.

Now seeing Yang Xian in person, he asked directly: "Young man, are you really the reincarnation of Erlang Shen?"

When Mr. Su opened his mouth, Mrs. Su kicked him, but she couldn't stop him from speaking.

The eldest brother had told them before that although Yang Xian could resonate with the statue of Yang Jian in the cave, he did not want to be Erlang Shen and was more persistent in his own way.

Now the old man is still asking, isn’t he afraid of making others feel uncomfortable?

If it wasn't Erlang Shen, it would be fine. But what if it was Erlang Shen in the future and he became a fairy in the same place as my aunt? What if they were not satisfied with my aunt? After all, he was a fairy! Old Madam Su was afraid that her aunt would become a fairy in heaven in the future and be bullied in heaven, so she thought so much.

She looked at Yang Xian nervously, trying to read the young man's attitude from his face.

Yang Xian was not angry.

He said coldly: "I am me, and have nothing to do with Erlang Shen Yang Jian!"

Grandpa Su said cheerfully, "Hahaha, it's my fault that I talk too much. Alas, it's also because I still have a childish heart. I loved these stories when I was little. Erlang Shen Yang Jian, Monkey King Sun Wukong, and Third Prince Nezha are all my favorite mythological characters."

Yang Xian: "Yeah, I like Sun Wukong too."

This sentence ignited Mr. Su's enthusiasm for speaking, and he pulled Yang Xian to his personal collection room to see his collection.

There were actually a lot of figurines of mythological characters, placed in glass cabinets and looking lifelike.

Yang Xian actually knew something about figures. In order to make money, he did odd jobs in various places, including comic conventions.

Figures are really expensive. If a person has a cabinet full of them, he or she can be called a big shot.

When it came to Grandpa Su's place, it actually filled up an entire 100-square-meter room.

"Don't look at my age. I know all the things that young people like." Grandpa Su said proudly, "I was the one who managed my aunt's Weibo account before. Didn't you know that?"

Yang Xian was silent.

He had seen netizens discussing that Mianmian had posted a lot of photos on her Weibo account before. It turned out that they were all posted by Grandpa Su? "Since you like Sun Wukong, then pick one of them and go." Grandpa Su was very generous. "It's rare for me, an old man, to meet a young person who is willing to talk about these things."

Yang Xian was embarrassed to take it, but Old Man Su said, "Young people should understand the feelings of the elderly. You were controlled by the fox demon, which should have been bad for the little aunt, but you were still willing to protect the little aunt when she fell. You took care of the old man's little aunt, and the old man gave you a little in return, which is nothing. Choose one."

Having said that, Yang Xian chose the smallest one.

That Sun Wukong, wearing a red cloak and holding his golden cudgel pointing at the sky, declared war on the sky with an arrogant look.

He held Sun Wukong in his hands and followed the servant to where they would sleep tonight.

As soon as I arrived, I was stopped by the enthusiastic roses inside.

"Brother Yang Xian, you're back~ Oh, look at this face. You put on oil paint when filming, which really wasted your pretty face." Rose was wearing a modern red dress, a low-cut style, and her beautiful figure and fair skin were particularly eye-catching.

Yang Xian frowned: "Don't get close to me, I don't like women getting close to me."

When he frowned, a murderous aura appeared.

Rose shuddered and subconsciously hid behind Lulu's petite body. She put a finger on Lulu's shoulder and asked fearfully, "Is he really the reincarnation of Erlang Shen? This murderous aura really scares me~ Lulu shrugged, "What are you afraid of? Even if he is, you can go out and say that you teased Erlang Shen. Isn't that good?"

The little spirit had sharp eyes and saw at a glance that Yang Xian still had a mini Monkey King in his hand. He was shocked and asked, "Why are you holding this in your hand?"

Yang Xian actually doesn't like talking to people.

If he was the type of person who liked to communicate, he wouldn't have been around for so many years without even a fixed residence.

Even though the person talking to him now was not a human and kept asking questions, he still felt a little annoyed.

"Mr. Su gave it to me." Yang Xian replied, "I remember the servant said this was the room assigned to me."

"Oh, the order to leave has been issued." Rose looked at Feng Xian'er and said, "Our Feng Xian'er is still the best, she is well behaved and has a sweet smile."

Feng Xian'er was too lazy to pay attention to Rose now. She floated in front of Yang Xian and saluted: "Mr. Yang, I hope you can sleep well tonight."

After saying that, he floated away.

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Yang Xian looked at Lulu and Rose again.

The two, one big and one small, shrugged at the same time, indicating that Yang Xian was really boring, and then floated out of Yang Xian's room.

Everyone left, but Yang Xian didn't go to sleep right away.

He stood on the balcony looking at the Su family's garden and unexpectedly discovered a pomegranate tree emitting a strange scent under the moonlight.

Under the tree, the snake demon child was spitting out his inner elixir, looking like he was feeding something back to the tree.

The child collected quite a lot of monsters and demons? Yang Xian put the figurines on the bedside table, lay down and closed his eyes.

The next morning, he appeared at the dinner table with dark circles under his eyes.

Mianmian was particularly concerned: "Yang Xian, Yang Xian, did you not sleep well last night? You have serious dark circles under your eyes."

Yang Xian rubbed his brows and told the truth under the concerned eyes of the little boy: "I don't know why I dreamed of Sun Wukong last night. He kept dragging me to drink, and my head was full of his monkey laughter."

Mianmian was curious: "Why did you dream about Sun Wukong?"

Lulu sat on Mianmian's shoulder and answered her: "He took a small statue of Sun Wukong last night. What you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night. It's natural for Sun Wukong to laugh at him. I want to laugh too, hahaha."

Even though his third eye in the middle was open, he still refused to admit that he was Erlang Shen and treated the small statue of Sun Wukong as a toy.

Who wouldn’t laugh after hearing this?

Mianmian told Lulu not to laugh, it was nothing that Yang Xian liked the little statue!

"If Yang Xian likes it, then let him sit in the car and take a nap later."

In the end, I didn’t take the bus at all!

Today they traveled by helicopter.

"The racecourse is a bit far." Su Chenjin told Mianmian, "Take a plane, it's faster."

(End of this chapter)