Chapter 47 I don’t want to rebel!
On the Flower-Fruit Mountain, the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows.

The days here seem to be slowed down, and every day is leisurely and long.

A week passed in a flash, and Sun Wukong discovered that the Bull Demon King had no intention of leaving. Instead, he enjoyed this kind of free food and drink more and more.

Sun Wukong would occasionally practice the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, or guide his monkeys and descendants in practicing it.

But most of the time, he just lay in the shade of the trees, basking in the sun, drinking monkey wine, and enjoying the rare tranquility.

As for the Bull Demon King, he took the game of tanking to the extreme.

Whenever a monkey brought fresh fruits or homemade monkey wine, the Bull Demon King was always the first to come forward, looking like a greedy child.

Originally, Sun Wukong was still somewhat on guard, fearing that this cunning old bull would play hard to get with him.

As it turned out, he was completely wrong.

Every day when Bull Demon King was halfway through drinking, he would say, "My dear brother, this bullshit Heaven is a rebellion."

After saying this, the Bull Demon King didn't wait for his answer and fell asleep directly, snoring loudly.

The peaches in Sun Wukong's mouth fell out.

No?

There was a sudden howl without any beginning or end.

What do these mean?
Before he could recover from the Bull Demon King's abnormal condition, the usually dignified Princess Iron Fan completely let go.

She no longer sticks to those cumbersome etiquette and rules.

Sometimes he would sit on the bluestone, drinking wine with Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King and eating meat with big mouthfuls, his heroic spirit was no less than that of other men.

When it comes to drinking, Princess Iron Fan has shown an amazing alcohol tolerance.

She no longer took small sips, but directly picked up the jar of wine and poured it from the spout. Her generous appearance made Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King feel ashamed.

Nearly half of the monkey wine went into her stomach every time.

This was a tough time for the monkeys on the mountain, as decades of monkey wine were drained away.

They are sworn brothers, drinking some wine and eating some fruits and vegetables, can Sun Wukong really ask people to leave?
Looking at the couple who had taken over his Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong remained silent and thoughtful for a long time.

Finally he stamped his foot:

"Okay, okay, let's play it this way, eh? When it comes to tanking, I'm a professional. Let's see who can out-tank who?"

in the following days.

With the indirect consent of Sun Wukong, Huaguo Mountain became a veritable "holy land of decadence".

Sun Wukong, the Bull Demon King and his wife started a unique "tank contest".

From time to time, there would be a "bad performance competition" between the two.

For example, Sun Wukong would deliberately not practice for several days in a row, but just sleep and daydream.

The Bull Demon King would become even worse and would not even eat much. He would just lie at the entrance of the Water Curtain Cave to bask in the sun, calling it "absorbing the essence of heaven and earth."

It’s okay to just sunbathe, but I don’t even want to take a shower.

His body stank terribly, and you could easily pick out dozens of pounds of dirt and mud, and there were hundreds of lice jumping around on his body.

Sun Wukong was sitting on the bluestone that was warmed by the sun. Seeing this scene in broad daylight, his hair stood up. He looked at Princess Iron Fan with his monkey eyes.

your husband?

Like this? !

Really don't care?
ah! ? ?
Princess Iron Fan saw this, not only did she not show the slightest bit of disgust, but she smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, with a hint of helplessness and doting in her eyes.

She shook her head slightly and walked to the side of the Bull Demon King.

She fanned him gently with the palm-leaf fan in her hand, gently picking away the dust and lice on his body, her movements gentle and delicate.

"He, even though he became a demon king, still hasn't forgotten his habit of taking mud baths when he was a wild bull."

There was some anger in Princess Iron Fan's words, but more of it was tolerance and understanding towards the Bull Demon King.

She turned to look at Sun Wukong and said with a smile:
"Uncle, don't be surprised. He is the kind of person who doesn't care about anything once he relaxes."

Sun Wukong swallowed and became speechless.

I want to eat lemon.
I was shown off by these two.

A few days later, during a dinner party, the Bull Demon King shouted again: "My dear brother, this is bullshit Heaven."

Sun Wukong couldn't bear it any longer and covered his mouth with his hand:

"Big silly brother, what on earth are you going to do?"

What am I going to do?
The Bull Demon King had to be forced to keep his eyes open, as he had been trying to pretend to be asleep. He looked a little embarrassed.

He was also speechless.

I may be as bad as I want.

You still have to act.
This thing is just a formality, as long as the procedure is correct.

The Bull Demon King remembered the words of Lingji Bodhisattva. He had ten thousand reasons to believe that his every move would be monitored.

What if this wasn't performed well?

One day, some god will really skin me alive and eat my beef.
But looking at Sun Wukong's expression, he knew he couldn't get away with it today, so he could only pretend to look pitiful:

"Brother, I have no choice."

Princess Iron Fan also echoed: "Uncle, my husband has recently encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation. He is in a bad mood and can only drink to relieve his sorrow."

Sun Wukong shook his head, knowing that the two were playing Tai Chi with him, but he was too lazy to expose them.

"Okay, big brother, since you are willing to stay here, then stay. However, you have to promise me that you will be careful with your words in the future."

Sun Wukong said helplessly.

When the Bull Demon King heard this, he immediately patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, brother. I may not be good at other things, but I will abide by the rules."

He thought to himself, I've already said everything I need to say for a week.

As for the rebellion against heaven, it’s not that I, the old cow, am not strong enough, but the monkey is really unmoved.

It's none of my business.

(End of this chapter)