“Woo, woo.”

Zeng Xiaoxian whimpered in pain twice, drank a few sips of mineral water under Lisa's gaze, and then continued chewing.

Lisa patted Zeng Xiaoxian's face, then signaled with satisfaction that Zeng Xiaoxian could go out.

In the bathroom.

"vomit."

Zeng Xiaoxian kept vomiting and almost swallowed the report.

"Damn, Ye Zheng has really killed me this time." Zeng Xiaoxian was still a little frightened and almost became the security guard of the boiler room downstairs.

In the apartment.

"Damn, Ye Zheng, you almost killed me." Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Ye Zheng excitedly.

"Why are you so excited? What's wrong?" Ye Zheng looked at Zeng Xiaoxian curiously.

"What's wrong? How dare you say that? You asked me to write a report to the leader, and I almost ate the report." Zeng Xiaoxian choked a little.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, how many seconds did you hold on before you knelt down?" Hu Yifei looked at Zeng Xiaoxian with some curiosity.

"Okay, Yifei, stop criticizing Teacher Zeng. He's already pitiful enough." Ye Zheng glanced at Zeng Xiaoxian and felt that it would be inappropriate to continue talking.

Zeng Xiaoxian returned to his room with a depressed look on his face and locked himself up.

Ye Zheng came to Zhan Bo's room.

"How is it, Zhanbo, how long will it take?" Ye Zheng looked at Lu Zhanbo who was concentrating on modifying the program.

"It's almost done. In two days, it will be almost done." Lu Zhanbo didn't even turn his head, but just answered Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng nodded, turned and left the room, said hello to everyone, then left the apartment, found a deserted place, and entered the market space.

"Old Hu, what do you want from me?" Ye Zheng looked at Fatty Hu Bayi, Wu Xie and the other two with some curiosity.

"It's okay, we just want to go to Yunnan. We heard that the Zhuchen Pearl is in Yunnan. Do you have time to go with us?" Hu Bayi was a little embarrassed, but still invited.

"I can't leave now, but if you get the Zhuochen Pearl, show it to me first. It's nothing more than the curse of the Ghost Cave Clan, which can be easily solved in the market space." Ye Zheng thought for a while before speaking.

Hu Bayi nodded, and took the fat man Wu Xie back to his own world.

Ye Zheng thought that since he had already entered the market space, he was not in a hurry to go back.

Suddenly Ye Zheng noticed a monkey sitting alone in the corner, staring blankly.

Looking at the image of the monkey, it looks very similar to Sun Wukong.

"Are you Sun Wukong?" Ye Zheng asked.

The monkey did not answer Ye Zheng's words. It just stood there in a daze, as if it was very numb.

"Destiny, whether you choose any direction, will swim in the same direction."

Just as Ye Zheng turned around, the monkey spoke, his voice was very dry and dull.

Ye Zheng stopped, turned around, and looked at the monkey. "Those whose fate is destined are the weak. In the market space, more than one monkey has escaped from its own fate."

After hearing Ye Zheng's words, Monkey was shocked. At the same time, some images kept flowing in his mind. Would the sky cry? Would God pray?

The scenes from the Flower-Fruit Mountain flashed through the monkey’s mind.

"Actually, you have already got the opportunity. It is up to you to grasp it. You are not as good as Jin Chanzi." Ye Zheng shook his head and ignored the monkey.

"Thanks."

A hoarse voice was heard, and the monkey's eyes gradually brightened. There was no more confusion in his eyes, and he looked firmly into the distance.

The monkey took a deep look at Ye Zheng's back, then returned to his own world. Looking at Jin Chanzi's broken body, he felt a little guilty.

He knew that it was another self who did it, the real Monkey King.

He didn't know what his future would be, but he knew that from now on, there would never be another Sun Wukong. There would only be one monkey, the monkey that made the sky shake and tremble.

The monkey looked around and did not see any sign of Little White Dragon, so he guessed that Little White Dragon must have returned to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea to get the treasure to keep Jin Chanzi's body intact.

After thinking for a while, he went straight to the underworld, swung the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and beat him to pieces. This was the monkey's most direct thought at this time.

"Grandpa Sun, please spare me, Grandpa Sun, please spare me."

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At this time, the ghost judges of the underworld and all the others were beaten by Sun Wukong and fell to their knees begging for mercy, crying out in pain.

"I ask you, where is Jin Chanzi's soul?" the monkey shouted.

"Well, Grandpa Sun, we didn't know that Tang Seng's soul never came to the underworld." The ghost officials just begged for mercy and said nothing else.

"Haha, if that's the case, what's the point of keeping you." The monkey swung his stick and beat most of the ghost officials to ashes.

The remaining ghost judges were so frightened that their souls almost left their bodies.

"Have mercy, I'll tell you, I'll tell you." A judge knelt on the ground trembling, begging for mercy quickly, fearing that he would be killed by a stick if he was a step late.

"If you want to speak, hurry up. The stick won't wait for anyone." Monkey's voice was a little cold.

"Yes, yes, in fact, Jin Chanzi's soul has already entered the underworld. The King of Hell seized it and prepared to offer it to the Buddha in the West. It should still be in the King of Hell's hands. If you don't mind, I will take Grandpa Sun to find it immediately."

The judge lay on the ground, and with a trembling voice, he told everything he knew, and said that he could take the monkey to see the King of Hell immediately.

Seeing the monkey nod, the judge breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his life was saved, and hurriedly took the monkey to find the King of Hell.

"Old King of Hell, hand over Jin Chanzi's soul." The monkey happened to block the King of Hell who was about to leave.

"Great Sage, you are joking. Where is the soul of Jin Chanzi here? Jin Chanzi has never been to the underworld. I have something else to do, so I will not accompany you, Great Sage." With that, the King of Hell was about to leave.

"Hey, you won't cry until you see the coffin." The monkey swung the Ruyi Jingu Bang and smashed it straight at the King of Hell.

In a moment, the King of Hell was beaten so hard that he cried for his parents and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Slow down, slow down. Jin Chanzi's soul is here with me. I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you." The King of Hell said in a trembling voice.

"It would have been better if you did this earlier. You are so ignorant." The monkey smiled disdainfully and took the purple gourd handed over by the King of Hell.

The monkey opened the gourd and confirmed that Jin Chanzi's soul was indeed inside. He then let the King of Hell go and left on a cloud.

"Hmph, this Sun Wukong is too outrageous. He actually dares to do this. I must severely report him." The King of Hell looked at Sun Wukong's back with hatred and gritted his teeth.

After returning to the forest in the world of the living, Sun Wukong looked at the broken body of Jin Chanzi and breathed a sigh of relief. The little white dragon silently stayed by Tang Seng's side.

"Now that Jin Chanzi's soul has returned, how should we revive him?" The monkey scratched his head.