Chapter 842: 546 chapters, two little demons pretending to be heaven

546 chapters, two little demons pretending to be heaven

546 chapters, two little demons pretending to be heaven

――――a red apricot with branches stretching over the wall

Speaking of the two little demons on West Mountain, they insisted on taking the Red Gourd and Jade Pure Bottle in their hands to exchange for the Red Gourd transformed from Sun Wukong's monkey hair, and they swore an oath and made a vow, never to regret.

Sun Wukong then exchanged it for them.

Sun Wukong, holding the Red Gourd and Jade Pure Bottle he had obtained from the little demons, said to the little demon, "Old Sun is leaving." Then he mounted a somersault cloud and vanished.

However, speaking of the two little demons, they took the fake Red Gourd transformed from Sun Wukong's monkey hair that they had exchanged from the old Taoist's hands, and they vied with each other to admire it. At that moment, all they heard was Sun Wukong saying, "Old Sun is leaving," and then he disappeared without a trace. The two little demons said, "This old Taoist is really muddleheaded. He himself is clearly an old Taoist, yet after taking our Red Gourd and Jade Pure Bottle, he blurts out 'Old Sun is leaving.' That's too impolite."

Boring, uninteresting old thing. The two little demons chuckled.

The smarter little demon said, "The old Taoist must have taken advantage of us, gone to capture Sun Wukong, and also wants to go up the mountain to curry favor with the big demon chief. Everyone likes to flatter. It's really unexpected that this unworldly old Taoist also wants to flatter."

The more meticulous little demon said, "Let him flatter if he wants to. We have gained more advantage than him. In a moment, we will take out the precious gourd we obtained from the exchange, put the heaven inside it; then that day will be our heaven, and this earth will be our earth. We two little demons will become the masters of heaven and earth. In this universe, whatever we say will count. All beings under heaven and all living creatures must obey our management. Needless to say, all the wealth under heaven will belong to us. By then, whatever we want to eat will be available; mountain delicacies and sea flavors, we will eat as we wish; whatever we want to drink, we will drink. The liquor must be imported. It is said that foreign liquor is made from human urine processed and brewed; it has a goaty odor when drunk, which makes it tasty and distinctive. What good things does our country have now? I have heard that the foreign moon is rounder than our country's moon. What is there to see in our country's moon? It's ugly to death. It's often full, then lacking. It's annoying to death. That is how the foreign one is good. I have heard that the foreign moon's light is round without lack. I also have heard that the trash thrown away by foreigners is all good stuff; that stench, is all pleasant to smell...."

Another little demon also said, "We had better put the heaven inside sooner. Once we put the heaven inside, everything under heaven will be ours. We will become the richest under heaven; when we die, we will make a coffin of gold and sleep inside it, building a tomb larger than Qin Shihuang's. No, before we die, we will still build villas, building villas even more extravagant than Qin Shihuang's Epang Palace. By then, we will sleep all day in the Epang Palace, eating after sleeping and sleeping after eating. We will sleep twenty-four hours a day, eat eighteen meals, and go to the outhouse thirty-six times....."

The two little demons in West Mountain's Lianhuadong are constantly dreaming sweet dreams, somewhat perverted.

Actually, they are not perverted either, because they themselves are bad stock, little demons under the mountain's great demon, saying all the nice words and doing all the wicked deeds, not things of things. They are beasts....

The two little demons said, really taking the Red Gourd transformed from Sun Wukong's monkey hair, they attempted to put the heaven inside. The two little demons, first throwing the Red Gourd toward the sky, shouted: "pretend, pretend, pretend……. abandon sagacity, discard wisdom…….. clear profit a hundredfold……….. abandon benevolence, discard righteousness…….. clearly restore filial piety and compassion…………abandon skill, discard profit……"

no bandits, no possessions............ these three... this is lacking in literary talent,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, has something to belong to........ seeing simplicity, embracing plainness........ abandon learning, no worry"

Nobody knows what these two little demons are saying in their mouths, what they are chanting. Who would understand the demon's words anyway? Why should we bother to understand the demon's words?

The two little demons threw the fake Red Gourd transformed from Sun Wukong's monkey hair up to heaven again and again, only to end up drenched in sweat, yet they still failed to put the heaven inside.

The clever little demon said, "How can putting the heaven inside be so difficult? Have we fallen for that old Taoist's trick? Could that old Taoist actually be Sun Wukong transformed? Is this Red Gourd made from monkey hair? Did he use a fake Red Gourd to trade for our genuine Red Gourd and Jade Pure Bottle?"

The slower little demon said, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. Just a moment ago, didn't we clearly see that old Taoist putting the heaven inside? How could this Red Gourd be made from Sun Wukong's monkey hair? Wasn't Sun Wukong pressed under three great mountains by the two demon chiefs? How could he come out? Don't lose heart. Perhaps our incantation was mispronounced, losing its power. Let's try again."

The two little monsters again, just like before, chaotically chanting the incantation, tossed the fake Red Gourd back and forth toward the sky, ending up drenched in sweat, yet still failing to put the heaven inside.

"Not pretending anymore, not pretending anymore, fake goods, fake goods............"