Duan Mingyu thought about it and said, "Xiao Niang, this time it's not that I'm going to cause trouble. Brother Cheng and I have experienced many hardships. We should be happy in life. For ourselves, for the people we care about, and for the ideals in our hearts. Even if we take risks once, what's the harm! I know you don't understand."

Yang Zhaoniang nodded, "What, I understand, but I'm just a little confused."

After saying that, Yang Zhaoniang said again: "Then tell me what life should be like?"

Duan Mingyu showed a signature smile: "I understand, do you want to listen to the story?"

Yang Zhaoniang's head suddenly seemed to be like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, you haven't told me a story for a long time, and the stories you told are all very reasonable."

Look, look, the effect is coming! Duan Mingyu said proudly: "Well, today I will use "Journey to the West" to tell you the principles of life!"

"Journey to the West! You have already told me the last time, so don't listen!" Yang Zhaoniang said unhappily.

"No, I just want to tell you the principles of life through "Journey to the West". Haha, it's not as simple as saying it again." Duan Mingyu smiled bitterly. This girl was actually picky.

"Okay, then you can tell me!" said Yang Zhaoniang.

Duan Mingyu sat upright and coughed twice, saying, "Xiao Niang, if you look at Journey to the West, the story will actually become more exciting."

"What? What did you say? Look at it backwards, what would that look like?" Yang Zhaoniang bit her finger and stared blankly at the roof of the car. It was really hard for her to come up with such a reverse novel.

"Okay, official, don't make things difficult for Zhaoniang, just tell her!" Wan Yanyan looked at Yang Zhaoniang's thoughts, as if the Buddha had comprehended life and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Ahem, since my wife has spoken, I'll tell you. Zhao Niang, you have to listen carefully. Don't be confused!" Duan Mingyu said in a teasing way.

"You are just talking nonsense, hurry up and talk about it. I am also very curious!" Wan Yanyan covered her mouth and smiled.

Duan Mingyu slapped his thigh: "In contrast, this "Journey to the West" has become "Journey to the East". First, the Tathagata sent Tang monks and disciples to take eight heavenly books and Xiaobailong to the Tang Dynasty to preach. He encountered various monsters along the way and found that they had a backstage, and no matter how evil they did, they would not be punished. Bajie and Sha Seng felt it was too dark, so one of them hid in Gao Laozhuang and the other crawled into Liusha River. Only Wukong insisted on justice and slashing demons and escorting the master to go east to preach."

"It's better for Sun Wukong, two unkind guys, Bajie and Sha Seng!" Yang Zhaoniang said gritting her teeth.

Duan Mingyu said: "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you fucking me!"

"Oh, okay, I won't interrupt, you can continue talking!" Yang Zhaoniang sat back in disappointment and closed her mouth tightly.

Duan Mingyu continued to preach: "Sin Wukong continued to kill and injure many backstage demons, and the gods cleaned up their faces. As a result, the Heavenly Court was unable to bear it anymore and reached a request with the Buddha Tathagata-We can guarantee that Tang Sanzang will safely arrive in Chang'an, but you have to deal with Sun Wukong's thorn."

"So did the Buddha Tathagata agree?" Wan Yanyan asked curiously. It seemed that these two women had been deeply conquered by their own speech charm.

Duan Mingyu said with a little pride: "In the end, the Buddha of Tathagata agreed to the request of the Heavenly Court. Under a conspiracy, Bailong fell into the mountain stream seriously injured. Wukong was defeated and was pressed to the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. However, Tang Sanzang abandoned Sun Wukong and came to Chang'an alone. He preached the sect in Chang'an and was named the Imperial Brother, enjoyed the glory and wealth, and died of his life."

"Wuwuwu, Wukong is so pitiful. Why did you, a bad guy, arrange his ending so miserably!" Yang Zhaoniang burst into tears when she heard the emotion.

"Oh, official, don't tell Sun Wukong so badly. I can't bear it anymore. Zhao Niang, don't cry anymore. Be good, wuwu!" Wan Yanyan wiped her tears and said.

Duan Mingyu is full of black lines. You are the one who is the first to tell a story. Duan Mingyu snorted: "I haven't finished talking yet. Why are you two crying? I'll cry again. I'll cry again and listen to the decomposition next year!"

The crying stopped immediately, Duan Mingyu continued to talk about the story of "Journey to the East" helplessly: "It is said that Sun Wukong was pressed by the Buddha of Tathagata under the Five Elements Mountain. Day after day, year after year, many springs and autumns came and flowers bloomed and fell. After five hundred years, Wukong finally escaped from the bottom of the Five Fingers Mountain. Without a word, he turned the heavens overturned the earth. The heavens were forced to promise to turn Zhu Bajie into a human body, and named Marshal Tianpeng, and Monk Sha was named General Rolling the Curtains. As long as they could kill Sun Wukong."

Duan Mingyu slapped her saliva at this point and looked at the reactions of the two women. Sure enough, she couldn't tell the connection between the top scholar. Yang Zhaoniang and Wan Yanyan hugged each other, crying and crying, feeling that the heroes had the same feelings. They just didn't cry out loud.

"Ahem, I'm telling me if you still listen!" Duan Mingyu said with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"I don't listen anymore, I'm so sad!" Duan Mingyu could only describe Yang Zhaoniang's appearance in two sentences. A branch of pear blossoms brings rain in spring, and he turned around and cried and fell in love with flowers!

"Officials, I, I... won't listen." Wan Yanyan mustered up the courage.

Duan Mingyu fell to the ground with a "thump" sound. I finally made a huge mistake. It turns out that teaching children not only requires using fairy tales to induce them, but also to slowly draw them.

, you must also talk about the perfect ending like Hollywood, otherwise... the consequences are worrying!

"I beg you, just keep listening!" Duan Mingyu felt this way for the first time. It turned out that it was not only half uncomfortable to listen to the story, but half of it, but no one listened to it, and even more uncomfortable.

"Okay, official, please tell me, let's just listen to it for a rare moment!" Wan Yanyan was embarrassed. However, when Duan Mingyu was not paying attention, Yang Zhaoniang and Wan Yanyan looked at each other, with cunning in her eyes.

Duan Mingyu sighed very much, and then said: "In the end, Wukong, who was discouraged by his brothers, went to find Bodhi Patriarch to solve his doubts. Then he sealed his cultivation, threw the Ruyi Golden Cudgel into the East China Sea and turned into a Dinghai Sword Needle. Returning to Huaguo Mountain, he spent his ordinary life with the monkeys and grandsons, and finally turned into a stone on the top of Huaguo Mountain...and then, there was nothing."
Chapter completed!