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Sun JunI feel like I've been thrown into the depths of hell, with ghostly messengers trying to snatch my soul and take me to the underworld.
But someone who looks a lot like the mythical The Great Sage Equal to Heaven snatched me from the ghostly messengers.
"Great Sage, you can't do this. He was supposed to die. If you interfere again, you will also suffer the karmic consequences."
"I don't care. It's my fault. He is innocent. Give him back his lifespan, or I will turn this underworld upside down."
"I can't do that, Great Sage. I don't have that much authority here, I can only..."
Sun Jun woke up to find himself lying in the arms of a man.
He was so scared that he jumped up like a monkey, "Who are you? What have you done to me?" Sun Jun grabbed his clothes tightly. He didn't like such intimate contact with a man. He never thought his first embrace would be with a man. Sun Jun felt like dying. Suddenly, he felt a headache and almost fell down again.
The man from before reached out and helped him. The man had eyebrows like sharp blades, a square face, and a slightly serious yet somewhat playful expression. His demeanor gave off a sense of grandeur and severity. However, his tattered clothes made him shiver. He looked like a beggar.
"Are you okay?"
Sun Jun thanked and stood up again. This time, the previous condition did not reappear, but he felt a bit exhausted all over. Perhaps it was the work and experiences of the day that made him tired, but he didn't dwell on it.
Turn around and leave.
After walking a few steps, he found that the man from earlier was still following him. When Sun Jun turned to look at him, the man pretended to look elsewhere and was whistling.
He walked for a while and was almost at the residential area where he rented a house. "Why do you keep following me?" he angrily turned around and said to the man who was following him.
Sun Wukong held his head with both hands, looking very indifferent. "Who said I was following you? I just happened to pass by."
"Alright, where are you going? I'll wait for you to leave first, then I'll go!" Sun Jun stepped aside.
Brother Ho also stepped aside, allowing the people behind to go first.
Sun Jun raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why aren't you leaving?"
"I'm waiting for you to go first before I leave," Brother Ho replied confidently.
"Alright, stop following me!" Sun Jun raised his eyebrows and stormed into the run-down neighborhood.
As he arrived at his doorstep and was about to open the door, he suddenly looked down and saw a figure behind him. Startled, he began to wildly pound at the figure behind him.
"Stop hitting me! Why are you hitting me?" Brother Ho said, holding his head and looking very pitiful.
"I told you not to follow me, didn't I? Why are you still following me?" But seeing that the other person was also dressed in rags, my heart softened again.
"Have you also lost your job like me?"
Brother Ho rolled his eyes and came up with an idea, saying pitifully, "Yeah, I have nowhere to go right now. I just happened to see you collapsed by the roadside and helped you up."
After Brother Ho's reminder, he recalled that it was this person who had supported him when he fainted unexpectedly. A wave of guilt surged in his heart. "I'm sorry, it was my fault. I shouldn't have hit you."
Sun Jun turned and opened the door. "Come in..."
Before he could finish speaking, Brother Ho dashed into his house like a nimble monkey, rummaging through everything.
"What are you... doing?"
After speaking, she saw that the man had only come to his house to find something to eat. He opened the refrigerator and ate all the leftovers, his mouth full of oil, saying, "Delicious, delicious, so delicious!"
The curse that was originally on her lips was also swallowed back by him, "So you are also a poor person."
Sun Jun went into the kitchen and cooked him a big bowl of noodles, topped with two specially fried eggs.
Brother Ho brought the bowl over and eagerly reached out to grab the noodles, but the freshly cooked noodles were too hot, leaving his hand red from the burn.
"It's so hot, so hot..." Brother Ho kept blowing on his burned fingers.
"Why are you eating with your hands? Didn't I give you chopsticks?" Sun Jun said angrily. It had been so long since he had a warm meal; he looked like a starving ghost.
Sure enough, Great Sage and the master didn't have any hot meals during their journey to the Western Heaven to obtain the scriptures. Every time they received alms for food, the meals were already cold by the time they brought them back. Great Sage was very principled; if the master didn't take the first bite, he wouldn't eat either.
Great Sage scratched his head and said, "I, uh... I don't know how to use chopsticks."
Phew, that was close. Almost got exposed.
Sun Jun Speechless, how can there still be someone worse off than oneself these days. He thought he had it bad enough, but now there's someone who can't even use chopsticks.
"How do you usually eat your meals?" he asked curiously.
"Of course, I eat with my hands. But the food I eat isn't that hot."
"......"
"Never mind, let me teach you how to use chopsticks."
Sun Jun demonstrated once, Great Sage learned quickly. At first, he couldn't hold the two chopsticks, but soon he could barely pick up the noodles with them.
"Hehe, look, I learned. I can use chopsticks now," he laughed like a child, innocent and naive.
"Since you've learned it, go ahead and eat."
Sun Jun ignored him and took out his own computer, starting to type, "You still need to have dreams, what if they come true?"
During the period, he occasionally glanced at the man eating noodles and asked, "What's your name?"
"I'm called... Jin Yuan. What's your name?"
"I am Sun Jun."
"The noodles you made are really delicious, the best thing I've ever eaten in my life."
Sun JunHearing his praise, I benefited greatly.
"Can you help me cook another bowl?"
He almost couldn't hold back from beating him up again, "Haven't you eaten enough?" Sun Jun saw Jin Yuan looking a bit pitiful, and finally softened his heart.
"Alright, I'll cook another bowl for you."
Sun Jun got up and entered the kitchen, while Jin Yuan happily jumped onto the sofa and looked at this strange thing in front of him.
"What is this thing? It can even light up, and there are words on it," Great Sage curiously, and with his hyperactivity, started tapping on the keyboard.
The crisp sound of typing on the keyboard was quickly heard by Sun Jun.
"What are you doing!" He angrily rushed out of the kitchen, pushed aside Jin Yuan, and took back his computer.
Jin Yuan Some complained, "What's wrong? I was just curious to see what this thing is."
"This is a computer, my goodness, you almost killed me. All my novels are in here, please don't delete anything." He anxiously opened the previous document and checked the content he had written, "Thank goodness it's still here."
Sun Jun He breathed a sigh of relief. If the novel was deleted, his last hope would be shattered.
Immediately, he glared fiercely at Jin Yuan, "How can you not even know how to use a computer? Didn't you go to school when you were young?"
"How did you know!" Jin Yuan exclaimed in surprise, not expecting Sun Jun to guess so accurately. He had only studied with Grand Master Bodhidharma for a few years and hadn't even attended an elementary school.
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