Journey to the West: Rebirth of Pig Demon

Immortal realm, Nanshanbuzhou, Fuling Mountain. In the evening, the slanting sun sets on the mountains, and the clouds on the horizon are painted with their final color by the approaching sun, like a brilliant flame, spreading out in clusters in the sky, reflecting the fiery red of half of the sky, as if explaining the magnificence of the sunset to the world. The fields were scattered like a layer of golden sand in the afterglow of the setting sun. At the end of the field, there is a manor with rows of houses, and wisps of cooking smoke rising from the rooftops and chimneys. A few old men were cooling off and chatting under the trees in front of the village, while a group of children were chasing and playing in the village. The transportation of the fields, the sound of chickens and dogs, the yellow hair falling, and the joy of nature create a picturesque countryside scenery. Monsters A high-pitched and sharp female voice suddenly sounded. The villagers were all surprised and turned their attention to the source of the sound in unison. A woman was standing in front of her house with a frightened face, covering her mouth with one hand and pointing forward with the other, screaming incessantly at the top of her lungs. Everyone's gaze followed the direction of the woman's finger, and they saw a pig that looked only about a month-old crawling out of the pigsty in front of the door, kicking and running outside the village. Surprisingly, this little pig ran away with only two hind hooves, while the two front hooves were still holding a brightly colored rake. After a moment of silence, countless voices suddenly sounded in the village: “Ah... This is the exclamation of women. “Mother, where are you? ”Was the cry of a child. “Don't leave the pig demon!” This was the man's roar. The village was suddenly in chaos. The child cried and ran home, and the women quickly picked up the child. The men, armed with shovels, dung palladium, kitchen knives and other farm weapons, fiercely chased after the little pig. The reason why the villagers are so certain about the identity of this little pig monster is because it actually runs fast with only two hind legs. Using two Running with legs, can it still be a pig demon? Seizing the opportunity when the magical power of the pig demon was still weak, he naturally killed it early to prevent him from committing evil deeds in the future! Seeing the village laborers and strong men chasing closely, the little pig ran even more happily. Two little pigs kicked their legs tightly and ran out of the village in a flash. The long-legged and big-footed farmers behind them were exhausted and couldn't catch up. Unexpectedly, this only strengthened the villagers' determination to hunt down the little pig demon. It's so difficult to deal with now, but when they grow up, what's the point? There is already a monster in this territory causing trouble. We must not allow another monster to appear, otherwise there will be no good days in the future! The pig running ahead was so angry that it bared its teeth and grinned, with a silly pig face that squeezed out a hint of ferocity. As he ran, he harbored a deep hatred in his heart, wondering what kind of identity he was. Now, he is forced to flee by a group of ordinary people. If it were to spread and let his former colleagues know, he wouldn't have laughed to death? After his magic is restored, he must show these foolish men and women some colors. Just being ruthless, I still have to run now, otherwise my life will be lost here, and there will be no future left. Running, the little pig seemed to suddenly remember something and extended its front hoof to hit its pig's head fiercely. Release the nine-toothed rake with the divine light circulating in your arms. Even after losing the grip of the little pig, the rake did not fall to the ground, but remained suspended in midair. “Hmph, chirp, chirp.” The little pig let out a grunt. The nine-toothed rake seemed to have heard some command and descended a bit, only about one foot above the ground. The little pig kicked its four hooves and climbed onto the rake in a few strokes. Its front hooves tightly hugged the bare rake shaft, while its fleshy buttocks sat on the nine-toothed nails of the rake. “Hmph” the little pig sat down and gave the command again in pig language. The nine-toothed rake received the command, and the colorful light on its body suddenly surged, like a racing car filled with fuel. Carrying the little pig, it soared into the sky and flew towards the depths of the forest, faster than ordinary birds. The villagers who were chasing after the little pig behind couldn't help but be stunned by this scene. With this little pig demon already able to fly, why bother chasing after it? I've never heard of someone running as fast as flying. Moreover, since this little pig demon can fly, it must have some magical power. Even if they catch up, these village workers with only a little bit of strength may not necessarily be opponents of the pig demon who already has magical power. At this time, the sun had already set behind the mountains. The villagers felt a little scared when they saw it getting dark. So, wielding farm weapons such as kitchen knives, shovels, and pickaxes, they shouted a few times to scare and intimidate the distant pig demon. Then they put down their flags and drums, and returned to Zhuangzi together. The little pig rode on the nine-toothed rake. Although the sound of pursuit gradually faded, for safety reasons, it decided to fly further away. Stay far away from this sad place and come back to seek revenge and vent your anger after your magic is restored. The night quietly fell, coinciding with the beginning of the month. There was no moon in sight, only a few stars hanging in the sky, emitting faint lights. The pig demon saw that it was getting late and decided to find a place to temporarily settle down.