Rebirth of Journey to the West: My Father's Yellow Robe Monster

Chapter 8

Li Tianquan left Boyue Cave that afternoon. The atmosphere in the cave was very oppressive, and Bai Huaxie broke out in depression and despair, crying hysterically.

The younger sister Li Qiaoyun also cried loudly, and the yellow-robed monster also became more silent. An invisible pressure enveloped the cave, making even the loudest little monster dare not speak.

Before Li Tianquan left, there was a shameful letter on her body. Perhaps this letter could not change her fate, but it could give this desperate woman a glimmer of hope.

In the cave mansion, all this can't be hidden from the yellow-robed monster, and Li Tianquan didn't try to hide it from his father.

The sapphire gourd was hung on his chest, and a stream of warm breath flowed into his body continuously, nourishing his body and mana, and even the monster aura radiating from his blood disappeared without a trace under the influence of this treasure.

This was clearly prepared by the yellow-robed monster for him, and it was very suitable for him to go out and make a living.

Li Tianquan was wearing a strong black suit, the workmanship was exquisite, and compared with the previous animal skin suit, it fit him better.

This was prepared by Baihuasha, even Li Tianquan didn't expect that his mother would sew this dress for him at some point.

The clothes range from linings, trousers, outer robes, belts, and boots, which are obviously not made on the spur of the moment.

Li Tianquan had mixed feelings in his heart, touching the fine stitches of his robe, his eyes were slightly red.

Although the mother is full of hatred for her father, and even shows indifference towards herself and her sister, she is still a mother.

Knowing that he fell off the cliff, he hurried over, but pretended to be indifferent; knowing that he was starting to practice martial arts, he began to sew a robe for himself...

She pretended to be strong and indifferent, but deep down she was so soft.

The yellow-robed monster pulled him up into the sky, and landed on a cloud. The strong wind blew the robes of the father and son.

Li Tianquan couldn't help but look back at the cave, only to see at some time, Bai Hua shamelessly stood in front of the cave and watched, in her arms, his younger sister Li Qiaoyun was tired from crying, and had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Knowing that Bai Huaxie could no longer see him, Li Tianquan still waved his arms vigorously, and shouted loudly with all his strength: "Mother, take good care of yourself, one day, the baby will definitely take you home."

Li Tianquan ignored the yellow-robed monster at the side, opened the hem of his robe, and kowtowed shamefully towards Baihua.

The yellow-robed monster didn't say much, but there seemed to be a faint smile on his face.

"If you want to take your mother home, you have to worship Wei Zheng as your teacher and learn from him."

"We should go!"

As the words fell, the father and son were supported by a layer of golden clouds, and they galloped towards the Eastern Great Tang Kingdom.

Above the sky, Li Tianquan was wearing a black robe, a short knife on his waist, and a sapphire gourd pendant around his neck. These were all his belongings.

Although he is only six years old, he has a slender figure, like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and has an indescribably aloof and refined temperament, just like the yellow-robed monster, except that he lacks the domineering and indifferent.

"Going to Chang'an, I must cultivate great supernatural powers!"

Li Tianquan thought silently in his heart, although it was his first time flying across the nine heavens, he had a kind of composure and composure that is rare for young people.

It didn't take long for the yellow-robed monster to lead him to turn around, and after a while, he arrived at the sky above an ancient and huge city.

Li Tianquan couldn't help but looked at the yellow-robed monster suspiciously.

"This is Baoxiang Country, your mother's hometown. Don't you want to deliver a letter? Bring the letter." The yellow robe looked at him with a half-smile.

Li Tianquan didn't feel guilty at all, instead, he took out the letter from his bosom confidently and handed it to him, "Please trouble me, Dad."

"You kid." The yellow-robed monster couldn't help laughing, and his depressed mood improved a lot.

He shook his head and laughed, a ray of multi-colored rays of light in his palm wrapped the envelope and submerged into King Baoxiang's palace.

The old king was resting in his bedroom when suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and a letter hovered in front of him surrounded by multicolored rays of light.

"This is……"

The old king's pupils shrank in vain, he was too familiar with the characters on the envelope.

"Is this my missing daughter..."

He hastily stretched out his hand to grab the envelope, and the five-color glow immediately dissipated.

When the old king opened the letter paper, the first thing he saw was the familiar handwriting and the tear stains on the letter paper.

"Father and king above, unfilial daughter Baihua..."

Before he knew it, the letter had been read, and the old king burst into tears, "My poor daughter, my father will definitely rescue you."

The movement in the bedroom had already alarmed the maids and guards nearby. A group of people thought that something happened to the old king, so they rushed over.

But all of this has nothing to do with Li Tianquan and his son. After sending Baihua's embarrassing letter, they headed towards Chang'an.

Since he had to take Li Tianquan who had just entered the road of cultivation, the speed of the yellow-robed monster's flight was not fast, but it reached its destination before sunset.

It is more than [-] miles away from Chang'an, and there is Jintai Mountain nearby. From a distance, the mountain is jagged and rocky, and it is shrouded in golden light in the setting sun, just like a rooftop.

Every early spring, there will be groups of scholars and scholars, carrying Maji mellow wine, gathering in the mountains, reciting poems and reciprocating, letting go of their lives, and having a good time.

The yellow-robed monster pointed to a courtyard at the foot of Jintai Mountain and said: "The identity I arranged for you is a scholar whose parents died early at the foot of Jintai Mountain. Like you, he is called Li Tianquan."

"It was only three months ago that he was already sick, talking nonsense, delirious, and acting like a madman."

"The Li family has spent all their wealth, and they have hired famous doctors everywhere, but it is of no avail."

"Now, all the servants in the family have gone, and there is only one maid who lives with him."

"In the past few nights, he was dying, but I used my supernatural powers to leave a phantom on the hospital bed, just waiting for you to take over his identity."

As the yellow-robed monster said, a ray of starlight fell into Li Tianquan's eyebrows from his fingertips, "I have obtained this person's memory through his remnant soul, and it will be more convenient for you to have his memory."

As the ray of starlight entered his mind, Li Tianquan suddenly felt various images flashing before his eyes one by one.

It's just that this is not a memory fusion, that person's memory is more like a book, which is sealed in his mind and can be viewed at any time.

The yellow-robed monster confessed from the side: "This person can be regarded as quick-witted and intelligent, but he is young and arrogant, and he only thinks that he is adhering to the way of a sage, and he likes to reprimand others, and his words are ruthless."

"The reason why he fell was that not long ago, when the city god was offering sacrifices, he deliberately blocked in front of the city god's temple, denouncing ghosts and gods, trying to show off."

"I didn't expect that the City God was also cruel and merciless, so he sent a little ghost to the door that night to make him sick."

"This person has offended the City God, and I'm afraid he will be in trouble in the future, but it's also an experience for you."

Li Tianquan nodded silently. The man had a complicated memory, and it might take a while to straighten it out.

After the yellow-robed monster finished explaining, he shot out a beam of sunlight, rolled up Li Tianquan's body, and fell towards the courtyard.

"Quan'er, from now on, it's up to you."

"Wait until you are in Chang'an High School, and then bring my handwritten letter to meet Wei Zheng."

"If you can worship him as your teacher, your mother and sister will be able to rely on you in the future."

The voice echoed in his ears, but the figure of the yellow-robed monster had already disappeared without a trace.

The Chen family compound, you can see Jintai Mountain as soon as you go out.

In the yard, weeds were overgrown, moss grew on the steps, and there was a faint sense of decline and depression.

On the wooden couch in the room, a boy who looked eleven or twelve years old was unconscious, but if someone with supernatural powers could tell at a glance that this boy was nothing more than a phantom.

A girl wearing a linen skirt could not hide her beauty, her eyes were red and swollen, tears kept streaming down her cheeks, and she sobbed, "My lord can't be so unlucky."

"In the past, the master and the old lady treated me kindly, and with the grace of regeneration, I will definitely find a way to save you.

The girl's name is Jin Ping'er, she is 15 years old this year, her figure has gradually opened up recently, her chest is bulging, with her slender waist and buttocks and delicate face, she is naturally charming.

I don't know when, the youth on the wooden couch had a gloomy green light that is difficult for ordinary people to see, and it disappeared in an instant.

Li Tianquan opened his eyes, looked at the girl, and thought to himself: "From now on, I can only rely on myself. If I can worship Wei Zheng as my teacher, it will be a different world."

Jin Ping'er saw Li Tianquan on the wooden couch open his eyes at a glance. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and found that she was right. She cried with joy, "Master, are you awake?"

(End of this chapter)