Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 1170 Donor

Chapter One: The Axe Fell on the Mountain, and He Accidentally Entered the Five Elements Realm. "Crack—" Li Yan, holding the rusty axe, laboriously chopped at the old locust tree in front of him. Sawdust flew, and his knuckles went numb. The blisters on his palms had already broken, and blood oozed out, mixed with sweat, and stuck to the rough axe handle. Wasn't he supposed to be on his way home from overtime? How did he suddenly appear in this barren mountain, still wearing coarse linen shorts, holding an axe with a nearly bent blade? Three days ago, Li Yan walked out of the office building after overtime work. A blinding bolt of lightning struck the streetlight in front of him, and the next second, he fell on the thorny hillside. After waking up, a vague memory appeared in his mind: the original owner of this body was a woodcutter who lived at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain and made a living by cutting wood in exchange for rice. Yesterday, while chopping wood in the mountain, he accidentally fell down a steep slope and died, which is why he took over this body. "Five Elements Mountain?" Li Yan almost thought he was still asleep—wasn't this the place where Sun Wukong was held captive in Journey to the West? He ventured deeper into the mountain, hoping for a lucky break, but the further he went, the more alarmed he became. The mountain in the distance was indeed shaped like a hand, its five peaks rising like fingers. At its foot, a massive stone tablet with faint inscriptions could be vaguely seen. "Whatever, let's just survive first," Li Yan shook his head, suppressing the shock of his time travel. The original owner's family had only a shabby thatched hut, and their rice jar was already empty. If he didn't chop some firewood and trade it for rice down the mountain, he'd starve to death. He took a deep breath and raised his axe again. But this time, before the axe blade even touched the tree trunk, a dull sound emanated from the mountain, like a huge rock shifting. Then, a strong wind swept through, rustling the leaves and shaking the ground beneath his feet. "What's going on? An earthquake?" Li Yan quickly grasped the nearby tree trunk and looked up in the direction of Five Elements Mountain. Suddenly, a crack appeared on the central peak of the Five Elements Mountain, a faint golden light shone through. Even stranger, he thought he heard someone speaking, a hoarse, impatient voice: "Who is this blind person making such a commotion down here? Disturbing my peace and quiet!" Li Yan's heart skipped a beat—how could that voice sound so much like Sun Wukong? He didn't bother chopping wood anymore and ran in the direction of the sound. After a few steps, he saw a monk in robes kneeling in an open space at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by a boy leading a white horse. The monk had a pale complexion and a kind look in his eyes—it was none other than Tang Sanzang! And on the boulder before Tang Sanzang, a hairy hand lay unseen, its hair distinctly visible, its nails sharp as knives. Following the hand upward, he could see a furry head peeking out from the crevice. With a pointed face and piercing eyes, who else could it be but Sun Wukong? "It really is Journey to the West! I've truly traveled to Journey to the West!" Li Yan nearly cried out in excitement, quickly hiding behind a large tree and observing from the side. Tang Sanzang clasped his hands in greeting before Sun Wukong, saying, "I have come from the Tang Dynasty in the East, on my way to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. Passing by this place, I heard there was a magical monkey beneath a rock, so I came to meet you." Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Master! You've finally arrived! I've been trapped under this Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years, waiting for you to rescue me! Quick, quickly, remove the notice from this mountain!" Tang Sanzang nodded and began to ascend. But then, Li Yan suddenly remembered the plot from the original novel—after Tang Sanzang removed the notice, Sun Wukong would have accepted him as his disciple. However, the newly freed Sun Wukong was untamed and unruly. Later, after killing a bandit, Tang Sanzang banished him. He only settled down after being crowned with the golden hoop. "No, we can't let Tang Seng reveal the post like this!" Li Yan was anxious and blurted out: "Wait a minute, Elder!" Tang Seng and Sun Wukong were stunned and turned to look in the direction where the voice came from. Li Yan knew that he could not hide any longer, so he could only bite the bullet and walk out from behind the tree, bowing to Tang Seng and saying, "Elder, I am a woodcutter from the foot of the mountain, and I have something to say to you." Seeing that he was wearing a coarse cloth shorts and holding an axe in his hand, he did not look like a bad guy, so Tang Seng asked gently, "What advice do you have for me, benefactor?" But Sun Wukong glared at Li Yan impatiently, "You mortal, what do you know? Do you have to meddle in the affairs of me and my master? If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death with a stick!" Li Yan was panicked, but when he thought of Sun Wukong who was still pinned down at the foot of the mountain and could not move at all, he plucked up the courage and said, "Great Sage, calm down. I don't mean to meddle in other people's business. I just think that you have just escaped and have not yet adapted to the rules of the mortal world. Elder, please be merciful. If you hurt someone in a moment of impulse, you will definitely be embarrassed." Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Li Yan to say that. Tang Seng nodded thoughtfully: "The donor is right. Wukong, you have lived in the mountains for a long time, and your temper is inevitably impatient. In the future, when you follow me to the west, you must abstain from killing and violence, so that you can achieve the right result." Sun Wukong curled his lips, but did not refute, but urged: "I know, I know! Master, can't you rescue me first and I will listen to you in the future?" Li Yan saw that Tang Seng was still going to remove the post, and hurriedly said: "Elder, there is one more thing. The post on the Five Elements Mountain was posted by Tathagata Buddha. If it is removed rashly, I am afraid there will be variables. Why don't you go back to the village at the foot of the mountain with me first, Prepare some vegetarian food, rest for a night, and we can open the notice tomorrow. First, you've been tired from the journey, so you'll need a break. Second, it'll allow the Great Sage to calm down and avoid getting into trouble right after escaping. Tang Seng, already exhausted from the journey, nodded at Li Yan's words. "Donor, you're absolutely right. Wukong, we'll come back tomorrow to rescue you. Just bear with me for one more night." Although reluctant, Sun Wukong knew Tang Seng had a point, so he said helplessly, "Alright, then, Master must come tomorrow! Don't forget me, Sun!" Tang Seng responded and followed Li Yan down the mountain. As they passed where Li Yan was chopping wood, Tang Seng noticed the scattered firewood on the ground, glanced at the wound on Li Yan's palm, and said gently, "Donor, you've worked hard. If you don't mind, I have some dry food here. You can take it." As he spoke, Tang Seng pulled a wheat cake from his bag and handed it to Li Yan. Li Yan took the wheat cake and was touched. He didn't expect Tang Monk to be so kind and give him food right after they met. "Thank you, Elder!" Li Yan thanked him quickly and carefully put the wheat cake into his arms. The three of them led the white horse and walked towards the village at the foot of the mountain. The food box contained three dishes and a soup, which were arranged very delicately: a plate of stir-fried vegetables. The vegetables were freshly picked from the field, with a green color and water droplets on them, looking fresh and delicious; a plate of cold-mixed black fungus,