The eastern sky was dark and gloomy at the end. The burning red western clouds cast down the last rays of light, covering the layers of mountains. Amid the chirping of cicadas, the evening breeze blew the heavy branches and leaves. Insects crawled over the still green peaches. Suddenly, a small hand reached out and plucked the peach.
The little boy with his hair in a bun raised his white fingers to flick away the small caterpillars crawling anxiously on the caterpillars, wiped them casually on his robe, put the caterpillar in his mouth and took a bite. The sourness melted on his tongue, and he closed his eyes to feel it for a while. He swung his hands with a smile and ran up the hillside covered with weeds with light jumps.
He raised his little face to look at the Five Fingers Peak in front of him, bathed in the rosy glow, pinched a peach he had taken a bite of, put his hands behind his back and hummed a nursery rhyme, then jumped over slowly, occasionally kicking, and a bunch of insects would run around in the grass, and a big toad would jump out.
"Monkey head, this prince is here to see you."
The tender voice of a child spread and echoed in the mountains. The birds that had built their nests on the treetops flapped their wings in panic and chirped non-stop. On the opposite side, under the moss-covered mountain wall, a furry head moved in a small hole.
"Who called me Old Sun..."
Just as he finished speaking, a black shadow jumped out from the left side of the cave that blocked his vision. A little baby's face was revealed. The baby pulled down his eyelids, spit out stones, and screamed "Wow!!" at him.
The monkey half-closed his eyes and looked at him speechlessly. He held a straw in his mouth, made a "tsk" sound, and turned his face away. "What are you doing here? Be careful or your father will spank you."
"He's out of reach now."
The child squatted down and scratched the messy hair on the monkey's head: "Were you scared just now? Your hair has been cut, and it looks good."
"Get out of here!"
Sun Wukong shook his head and pushed his hand away. He glanced at the green peach in the little hand and looked at it for a few more seconds, which made Nezha raise his hand with a smile and raise the peach to his mouth.
"I just picked them at the foot of the mountain. They are not quite ripe, but they taste really good. Do you want to eat them?"
Seeing the monkey's eyes staring at him, Nezha chuckled and stopped teasing. He turned the peach to the side that had not been bitten and handed it to him for a bite. The green and fragrant juice overflowed and spread over the yellow hair between his furry lips. Sun Wukong, who had not eaten fruit for several years, took two or three bites, and only the peach pit was left. He closed his ferocious yellow eyes, let out a comfortable breath, and twisted his neck, making a series of crackling sounds of bones.
After a while, Sun Wukong, who had only his head sticking out of the cave, looked over there at the child who was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the five finger peaks back and forth, and raised his chin at him.
"Little Nezha, how come you have time to come down today? Are you bored in heaven and have nothing to play with? How about helping me tear up the Jie Di and I'll play with you?"
"I won't fall for your trick."
Over there, Nezha made a face and stuck out his tongue a few times, then jumped to a big rock nearby and sat down, swinging his two little feet, "I won't go back to heaven for now, no one in the mortal world can control me now, I won't leave until I have enough fun."
The monkey rolled his eyes and asked, "Where is your arrogant father who thinks everyone is inferior to you?"
"I went back, but I was beaten back."
Speaking of the underworld, the little boy had no intention of hiding it from the monkey in front of him. In heaven, everyone respected him and gave way to him. There was no point in saying anything. It was more fun to be friends with this monkey who had fought with him before and could still be his friend.
When Sun Wukong heard that all the stars had come down to earth to deal with Lu Liangsheng, his heart ached for the first time in all these years. Fortunately, he heard that nothing happened in the end and that some Yin gods were sealed to resist the stars, which had messed up the matter. If he could use both hands, he would probably have clapped his hands a few times and applauded.
"Haha, you have some of the charm of me, Old Sun, back then. What else? Don't stop, tell me more."
“No more.”
Nezha spread his hands, moved his mouth, and thought for a moment: "When I came here, the fight had already started. I guess he has been beaten to a pulp by now. Especially my father, he didn't even get to see the big scene, and was stripped of his godhood and sent back in disgrace. Just thinking about it makes me happy!"
"Hehe... If Li Tianwang knew about this, he would beat your ass to pieces."
"I'm not afraid of him, huh."
The glow of the sunset fell on the mountaintops, and darkness pushed the red edge to spread over the mountains, covering the world in black. The night sky was dotted with lights, and the night clouds moved, revealing a bright yellow crescent moon.
The child sitting on the rock on the top of the mountain talked with the monkey at the entrance of the cave for a while. After a moment of silence, Sun Wukong suddenly spoke: "You came to see me, just to chat? Is there anything else?"
Nezha looked a little hesitant. He put his finger on the corner of his lips and pondered for a while. Then he jumped off the stone, walked around barefoot, and looked up from time to time at the stars and the moon that were gradually appearing in the night sky above his head.
"You like that widow too? You can't pull it with your body." The monkey growled impatiently, and the breath he exhaled blew the rock dust and grass debris in front of him. "If you have something to say, say it quickly, otherwise I won't be in the mood to listen later."
Bang!
Over there, a little hand clenched into a fist and pounded into the other hand. Nezha pounded his little fist and turned around, "Monkey head, you are very familiar with that Lu Liangsheng, why don't you just tell him, just let him know for me that this matter is not over yet, let him be more careful."
"Okay, go ahead and tear Jie Di apart. I, Sun, will immediately somersault over to Chang'an."
Amid the sound of his feet clattering across the ground, Nezha ran over and squatted in front of Sun Wukong. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and leaned over. His big eyes were clear and bright under the moonlight. He stared at the monkey's gaze without blinking and said softly, "This prince is not joking. Do you think that a bunch of gods ran down like fools and just lost and went back to heaven willingly? How long have they been waiting for this opportunity? How could they just admit defeat like this?"
Seeing that the little man was not joking, the monkey also stopped smiling.
"What is it?"
"Demon star!" Nezha pointed at the night sky, "The hole hasn't been plugged yet, and there's a chance that more demon stars will fall. There are also fragments of demon stars scattered in the human world, and they might reunite and absorb the human world's atmosphere, making them harder to deal with. Come closer."
As he spoke, he moved closer, then suddenly distanced himself from her, pinched his nose, and fanned himself hard with his hands.
"Monkey head, how long have you not taken a shower? Your body has gone bad and stinks!"
"You're wasting time. Hurry up and talk." Sun Wukong ignored him, stretched his neck and put his ear close to him. Nezha came closer and whispered something into his ear. The monkey narrowed his eyes, nodded, and roared twice with gritted teeth.
"Very good. It seems that I, Old Sun, was right to make trouble for him. These gods... By the way, why don't you tell Lu Liangsheng in person?"
Nezha stood up, put his hands behind his head, turned around, kicked his feet and walked down the mountain, waving his hands nonchalantly behind him.
"I am not familiar with him. If I go there, I will think I am looking for a fight with him. He will not believe me even if I tell him. So you should go. I will go to wander around the human world. It is such a good place. It would be a pity if it is ruined. Anyway, I have given your life-saving hair to him. We are close friends."
"He pulled it out!"
In the deep night, in the dark mountains, the hysterical roar of Sun Wukong could be heard.
On the mountainside, the little man didn't care. Seeing the monkey being humiliated, he hummed a little tune in a happy mood and went down the mountain leisurely with his head resting on his head.
Only a faint sense of sadness remained in the tone, which lingered in the dark night for a long time.