Mianmian took out the medicine from her small bag and applied it to Chu Ye, comforting him as she applied the medicine: "It's always like this when you learn something. When Mianmian was learning carving, she always hurt her hands."

The medicine was so effective that Chu Ye's wound healed completely in a short while.

Chu Ye once again marveled at the magic of practitioners and decided to work harder to learn what his father had done as soon as possible, and then learn the same things as Mianmian.

"But the carving you learned seems to be different from Mianmian's?"

Chu Ye nodded: "Well, ours is different."

"Then show me yours. I also want to learn how to make a necklace so I can give it to my mother in the future. My mother loves beautiful jewelry!" It is because her mother likes it that she has so many gems.

Chu Ye's face was expressionless, but the joy in his eyes could not deceive anyone.

He nodded: "Okay, then I'll take you to my engraving machine. You haven't been to my house yet."

That’s true!

Mianmian thought about what she had promised Chu Ye's mother a long time ago, that she would go to Chu Ye's house to play, and she felt a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Mianmian is always busy, and I didn't go to visit you as promised."

"Today... let's go today?" Chu Ye hesitated for a while, and suddenly made a decision, "Today, okay?"

"Okay, give me the coordinates."

As Mianmian said this, she sent a message to her family, saying that she was going to Chu Ye's house to play. By the way, she also tagged Yang Xian in the company group and said that she was going to Chu Ye's house.

Yang Xian quickly came to the living room.

The meaning is very clear. He is Mianmian's bodyguard and is responsible for Mianmian's safety, so he goes wherever Mianmian goes.

What surprised Mianmian was that there was a strange black-haired man following Yang Xian.

After looking at the man for a long time, Mianmian blinked her eyes, jumped up from the sofa, and raised her little hands: "Great Sage, give me a hug!!"

That’s right, Sun Wukong, who showed his true form in the morning, followed the local customs and transformed into a human form in the afternoon.

Still handsome, the kind of handsomeness that is hard to describe! It also has a little bit of the temperament and feeling of the Ayu doll, the kind of compassion of the Buddha who has accepted many worldly fireworks.

Mianmian jumped up and rushed into Sun Wukong's arms. Sun Wukong raised his hand and caught her casually, with a tiny arc at the corner of his lips: "Oh, you still recognize me?"

Mianmian sat on Sun Wukong's arm, her eyes still fixed on Sun Wukong's face. The more she looked, the happier she felt.

She agreed, "Of course, how could Mianmian not know the Great Sage?"

In fact, when she was in the mountains and was being trained by her mother, Mianmian mostly relied on the story of Sun Wukong in her mind to persevere. Sun Wukong could learn skills from Bodhi Patriarch, and after learning skills, he went to heaven to serve as an official, and later he was imprisoned in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun and suffered.

Those hardships were nothing to Sun Wukong, and Mianmian also felt that she could also persist in those hard studies and gain her own "fire eyes and golden pupils" from them.

Now, doesn’t she have many “fire eyes and golden pupils”? Mianmian thought about it and laughed again.

It is precisely because of this, and because she has learned some life lessons, that Mianmian hopes that her idol can be free after reincarnation, without having to eat vegetarian food or chant Buddhist scriptures, and can do what he likes in the new world.

No one knew what little girl had decided, but everyone at the scene could see how much Mianmian liked Sun Wukong.

For example, Chu Ye, and Xuanwu.

Qinglong raised his eyes, pushed his glasses, and said with a smile: “Oh, it seems that your uncle Xuanwu is going to fall out of favor in front of a monkey?”

Xuanwu glanced at Qinglong.

He is one of the Four Innate Spirits who is thousands or tens of thousands of years older than Sun Wukong. He is a broad-minded Xuanwu divine beast. How could he compete for favor with a monkey? How is that possible!

Qinglong looked at Xuanwu with disdain in his eyes and wondered if he had misunderstood his good brother. His good brother had no emotional fluctuations at all because Mianmian liked Sun Wukong too much. However, the next second, Xuanwu walked in front of Sun Wukong and stretched out his hand: "Mianmian."

Xuanwu only called out the name without saying anything, and his narrow eyes showed indifference.

Mianmian looked at Sun Wukong, then at Xuanwu, with hesitation written in her big eyes.

"Oh, it would be great if Mianmian could become two Mianmian."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong curled his lips and smiled.

His human-like facial features are delicate and childish, and he looks very youthful when he smiles.

"This is easy to handle."

Mianmian was thinking about how to solve the problem, when she suddenly heard the voice of Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong was talking about the magic of 72 transformations. After hearing it, Mianmian blinked her eyes, reluctantly pulled out a strand of hair, blew it on the ground, and transformed into another Mianmian.

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Just as Sun Wukong can use monkey hair to create a little monkey, she can now use her hair to create another Mianmian! The only difference is that Sun Wukong's monkey hair is all over his body, but she only has a little hair, so she has to use it sparingly.

A little girl appeared on the ground, talking and tilting her head to look left and right. This feeling was very strange, very similar to the multitasking practiced in the previous study.

Because there was an extra Mianmian, Sun Wukong let Mianmian go. Then, he looked at Xuanwu with his beautiful eyes with a hint of provocation.

Xuanwu originally thought that even if Mianmian learned Sun Wukong's incarnation technique, he would be able to tell which Mianmian was the real one. But now there were two Mianmian standing in front of him, Xuanwu looked left and right, but couldn't tell which one was the real one and which one was the fake one, as if both Mianmian were real.

Sun Wukong grinned: "I think the incarnation technique that Mianmian learned from me is the authentic one. The incarnation is actually indistinguishable from the real one."

"Really? Really?" Mianmian liked to be praised, so she was very happy to hear this. "That's great, the Monkey King praised me. I will tell my parents when they wake up."

The two little kids spoke with exactly the same tone, movements, and expressions.

After saying that, the two Mianmian looked at the camera in the living room together, thinking that they must save the surveillance video so that they can watch it later when they remember it.

Not everyone can be as successful as her in chasing stars!

Xuanwu couldn’t tell which Mianmian was the real one, so he just let it go and hugged one with a cold face.

"Where are you going? Let's go."

Mianmian scratched her head: "No, Uncle Xuanwu, do you also want to go and see what Chu Ye's parents look like?"

Xuanwu glanced at Chu Ye. The cold-faced boy's eyes were fixed on Mian Mian from beginning to end, and never changed. He snorted coldly: "Why, we can't go to Chu Ye's house?"

"Of course we can go." Mianmian, who continued to stay in Sun Wukong's arms, turned her head and responded to Xuanwu, "Right, Chu Ye, can we go to your house together?"

What else could Chu Ye say? Was he going to say, No, I originally wanted to be alone with you, Mianmian, at my house? He couldn't say it. (End of this chapter)