GBP Chapter 357 My Neighbor Carries a Mountain 1
Chapter 357 My Neighbor Carries a Mountain 1
(*Modified*)
Rain kept falling at the foot of the overgrown mountain.
The muddy ground was covered with puddles of all sizes.
The wind dispersed the heat in the air.
In a newly dug stone cave, Jiang Ping curled up his scaly body and swallowed a few delicious ants without much resistance.
"Hey, little sprite, I'm calling you."
Jiang Ping didn't want to be an audience member for this former Monkey King.
I tossed a fruit to it with my not-so-nimble little paws.
Then he turned around, made a hand seal, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
He didn't respond at all to the slovenly monkey yelling at him from the side.
The scruffy monkey didn't care about any of that. It had lost the fight and its body was pinned down by the mountain. It could only stick out its tongue as a hand and quickly rolled up the sweet fruit to eat.
It didn't waste the fruit's pit either.
After enjoying it in its mouth for three to five days, it reluctantly spat it out and planted it, not forgetting to place the fish fat it had rolled up with its tongue next to the fruit pit.
All in all.
Their farming skills are fairly good; they know how to compost.
The next few days.
The scruffy monkey tilted its head back to catch rainwater and played with it, while muttering to itself about the little monster.
"Does this useless little pointy-beaked monster have a congenital speech disorder?"
"Didn't those damned guys notice that some monsters had sneaked in?"
"Could it be that even the gods are neglecting their duties?"
"But the fruit the little sprite gave us was really delicious, hehe."
"Otherwise, I'll pretend to be unable to move around for a while longer."
"I wonder if it will live a few more years to be with me..."
"Or I could give it a few bites of monkey meat so it can gain some magical power or something..."
"But this monster is really a nemesis to bald monks, it can actually drill holes in the mountain."
Even if it takes a little longer.
The scruffy monkey counted the hairs on its head with its tongue, and figured out the little pangolin had been burrowing there for almost thirty years...
Jiang Ping and Tong Zi remained silent in the system space.
This is an ancient little world where gods, Buddhas, and fairies exist.
of course.
There are also many little spirits and monsters in the mortal world.
The original owner was a small pangolin with intelligence but weak magical power.
In this era, people also call it and its kind "lingli".
In his previous life, the original owner was trying to escape the demon cave by crossing mountains and valleys. He encountered a powerful figure fighting with him and was unfortunately crushed to death by a mountain that fell from the sky, leaving no trace of his body.
How can we not say that this is a case of injustice?
After it died and was pulled into the system space, the little pangolin felt much less resentful. The difference in strength was too great, and the little pangolin felt that it had no motivation to hate.
They simply entrusted the task of drilling a hole in that mountain.
Furthermore, the tasker must use the original pangolin body to achieve the Empty Mountain achievement.
Jiang Ping's mouth twitched.
"This is what you call not having the motivation to hate? This little thing is practically pointing its finger at gods and demons and saying, 'My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.'"
Tongzi shook his head in explanation.
"The little pangolin thinks you can drill a hole in the mountain and make the scruffy monkey take the blame..."
"The slovenly monkey—is in grave danger."
The scruffy monkey suddenly felt cold, shook its head and sneezed, spraying a large clump of snot from its nose, which it then inhaled. Jiang Ping felt he needed compensation for emotional distress.
The leader pointed and gestured.
"This is because the Monkey King thinks that there are gods and Buddhas watching him from the sky, and he deliberately tries to disgust anyone who spyes on him."
"Ugh... thank goodness its butt didn't show."
Tongzi was disgusted by what was said, so he turned his attention to other plots in the small world, refusing to get involved with Pingping.
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The rain stopped that day.
After being in a coma for quite some time, Jiang Ping stretched his body with sleepy eyes.
It stretched its limbs and admired its own scales for a long time, using the screen as a mirror.
There was plenty of time in the empty mountains.
It has a history of five or six hundred years.
As long as it's finished before the slovenly monkey runs away, it's fine.
Speaking of the scruffy monkey, Jiang Ping couldn't help but snort. What a boring neighbor that monkey was.
They had to wait patiently for the little pangolin to get a set of tongue-wagging monkey saliva.
Pangolin*Jiang Ping was so disgusted by the smell that he felt nauseous.
The scruffy monkey's face, washed clean by the rain, was full of self-satisfaction.
"I'm doing this for your own good. If you mark yourself and go out to play, I guarantee no one will dare to eat you."
It would occasionally flick its overly long golden monkey fur as it spoke.
"If you're going on a long trip, I think you should visit Huaguo Mountain, that's my hometown."
The slovenly monkey made no mention of his past experience as a civil servant.
His words were filled with longing for the free and idyllic life in the countryside.
Jiang Ping seemed to have no ears or mouth, ignoring the slovenly monkey's words.
He slowly got up and walked using his lower limbs.
Only when they reached the delicious ant nest did they bend down and feast on it with their forelegs.
Do what your species does.
As long as you don't let it eat poop, it's fine.
This piqued the interest of the scruffy monkey, who wanted to try the ants himself. He rolled his tongue over a bunch of unlucky ants, and without thinking or even smelling them, stuffed them into his mouth.
As a result, the monkey's fair face turned bright red instantly.
It looks like it's about to smoke.
The pangolin was laughing so hard his stomach was about to fall off.
These are spicy ants bred by the Monkey King from another small world that it purchased from the system's marketplace.
This is a cure for monkeys eating random things...
It has to be said that monkeys really understand monkeys.
Why isn't the pangolin spicy? Because it ate the little pills the seller included beforehand!
Perhaps it's because I've been away from my original world for far too long.
Jiang Ping had long forgotten that he was a fan of Monkey King in his original world.
In the mission world and the quick transmigration bureau.
There are countless Monkey Kings, but if you really chase after celebrities, you'll only end up bankrupt.
...
When Jiang Ping transmigrated into the original owner's body.
This unfortunate pangolin has found itself in the territory of the Fighting Mountain.
I don't want the mission to end abruptly, nor do I want to use items and get caught by the gods and Buddhas, resulting in OOC (out-of-character) behavior.
After Jiang Ping and the banyan tree finished chirping for a while, Jiang Ping hugged the roots of the banyan tree and together they burrowed into the ground for who knows how many meters, disturbing several local earth goddesses along the way.
The local earth goddesses carefully handed over the tree roots, calmed their minds, and nodded in serene respect.
These tree roots don't look like they've taken someone's life.
They shouldn't worry too much, and shouldn't concern themselves with why the tree only grows roots and not branches.
The pangolin and the banyan sapling stayed underground until the slovenly monkey calmed down before deciding to reveal themselves.
At this time.
Even the local earth spirits couldn't figure out their methods.
But judging from their sneaky yet orderly manner, they must have been spoiled by their elders at home.
Could it be that they heard about the Great Sage's ability to fight monsters and gods and wanted to observe it closely?
It is not impossible.
Just as the local deities had predicted, the little pangolin quietly emerged from the ground, getting closer and closer to the scruffy monkey...
The Earth Goddess had intended to kindly remind it that there were deities guarding this place.
In the blink of an eye, she saw the little pangolin spread its scales, its body blending into the surrounding scenery, and successfully enter the Five Elements Mountain area.
The earth goddesses exchanged glances.
I decided not to report such a trivial matter to my superiors.
After all, if we really investigate, we'll have to investigate how those guys on duty were doing their job.