Chapter One: The Fire Boy? The Red Boy

  "Ah!" Liu Yu's voice let out a tender, shrill cry as he stared blankly at the copper mirror, where a doll-like face with red lips and white teeth was reflected. His complexion was like applied powder, his mouth seemed to hold dan (cinnabar). His temples were tinged with blue clouds, his eyebrows resembled knife-cut silk. He had a handsome appearance, as if he had walked out of a painting, just like the auspicious boy Shancai. However, at this moment, this "Shancai" was somewhat disheveled, with many burn marks on his body and numerous scars, even his hair had been singed in several places.

  "This isn't true!" Liu Yuexing shouted, slapping himself twice and cursing, "Which bastard is playing a joke on me?"

  Didn't want to think about it, but felt aching all over, opened his eyes, and was still in that old wooden house, standing in front of the copper mirror. The boy with red lips and white teeth in the mirror was still dazzlingly handsome. It was clear that this was a woman's boudoir, and the decorations seemed somewhat outdated, but had an ancient charm. The golden dragon head on the bed spit out wisps of fragrant smoke, and the large red velvet quilt looked luxurious and warm.

  "What's going on? Have I crossed over?" Liu Wei was puzzled, wondering how he, who had never won a prize since childhood, could encounter such an extraordinary and rare supernatural event.

  Liu Wei often reads online novels and is particularly familiar with stories about time-traveling. He doesn't recognize people like Zhou Cheng or Han Li, but every night when he sits in front of his computer or snuggles up in bed with his phone, Liu Wei always fantasizes that he is the protagonist.

  Cough cough, even if it's crossing over from the third dimension to the second dimension, it's okay, unfortunately, not once has it been achieved. Sometimes thinking about it always feels ridiculous.

  Great men tell us that we should believe in science and not be superstitious. If we can get through all these things, then we can go buy lottery tickets.

  Unexpectedly, this time, while strolling down the street, I heard someone calling out my childhood nickname from behind me. I thought it was an old acquaintance and turned around to respond.

  As a result, he turned his head back, only to find a beam of light rushing towards him. Before he could react, he had already lost consciousness.

  "Fire boy, fire boy, who let you talk too much, now it's good, won the lottery." Liu Yu thought, but was extremely depressed. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his lower body and looked down to find that he was only wearing a bright red bellyband, with the white worm hanging outside making circles.

  "Your Majesty, are you awake?" Just then, a clear voice rang out. Liu Yu heard the sound and was startled, turning his head to look towards the outside of the great gate. He saw a small, thin figure walking in, wearing a blue cloth shirt, with a very clever-looking face. The child looked quite cute, jumping up and down, but what really caught Liu Yu's attention were the two short horns on top of the child's head.

  "My goodness, ox-headed demon! ~" Liu Yu saw this, but was frightened pale.

  "What monster? Where is the monster?" The little boy seemed to be startled as well, but then suddenly remembered something and looked at Liu Ye, seeing that he was staring at himself with a shocked expression, full of doubt. He whispered: "Your Majesty, we are the monsters." In his heart, he thought, Your Majesty's illness has made him unclear, it's really pitiful, his cultivation has gone wrong, even his mind is not clear.

  "Little calf, has the Holy Infant awakened?" At this time, a female voice came over, and three people walked in from outside the gate. Among them, a woman wore a pale green palace dress, with an air of nobility, but was born beautiful and elegant, with slightly furrowed eyebrows, looking anxious and worried, walking slowly with small steps. The two maids on either side were also born with beautiful faces and pleasing appearances.

  "Huh! ~" Liu Yu Xuan was shocked upon hearing this. The Holy Infant? Isn't that the title of the Red Boy, son of the Bull Demon King in Journey to the West?

  "Good heavens, child! You've scared your mother to death!" Just as she was wondering, the woman quickly walked over and saw Liu Wei standing in front of the copper mirror, revealing a hint of joy on his face. After dismissing her attendants, she walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him.

  "Alas, my son is gone, and I'm left to suffer as his mother." The woman burst into tears, embracing him tightly.

  “Cough, cough…” Liu Yuwei hadn't reacted yet, but suddenly felt a fragrant breeze sweep in, and he was already being hugged into someone's arms. For a moment, he only felt his face burning with heat. To be honest, Liu Yuwei had never been so intimately close to another woman before, except for his own mother. Unconsciously, he thought of his mother again, and his expression turned somewhat melancholy. He only felt that his chest was a bit stuffy, probably because his illness hadn't fully recovered, or maybe it was because the woman's hug was too tight, which had stirred up his injury, causing him to cough out loud.

  "Is my son all right?" The woman felt Liu Wei's strangeness, but she let go of her hand and looked at him with concern.

  "Hmm..." Liu Yuwen heard this, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he shook his head lightly, not saying a word. Until now, he still hadn't figured out what kind of place this was, but he wasn't willing to speak easily.

  "This damned old cow, since marrying that vixen, has been indulging in the Thunder Mountain sports all day long, completely disregarding our lives. The woman let out a soft sigh and scolded in a low voice, stroking Liu Wei's tender face, seemingly feeling that he had lost weight, and lamenting her husband's heartlessness, but with an expression that was even more loving."

  Old Cow? Accumulated Thunder Mountain? But Liu Ye's heart was suddenly filled with shockwaves, originally having some suspicions, now hearing this, instantly realizing he had transmigrated or reincarnated, becoming the famous "demon" Red Boy from Journey to the West.

  Her face is as white as three parts of powder, her lips are like a layer of vermilion. Her hair is curled up like blue clouds, and her eyebrows are shaped like a new moon cut by a knife. Her battle skirt is intricately embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and her figure is more majestic than Nezha's. With both hands grasping a spear, she exudes an aura of majesty, and auspicious light protects her as she exits. Her voice is loud and clear like the thunder in spring, and her eyes are bright and piercing like lightning. If you want to know this demon's true surname and name, it is Hong Hai, renowned for thousands of years.

  This is the description of Red Boy in Journey to the West, it can be seen that Red Boy still occupies a very important position among the gods and demons in Journey to the West. However, even so, it cannot change one fact, the fact that Red Boy is an unlucky guy.

  You think, first I was caught by Guanyin and became Shancai Tongzi, then my uncle Ruyi Zhenxian was beaten by the monkey, then my mother was beaten by the monkey and humiliated, my father was surrounded and beaten by the heavenly gods brought by the monkey, finally entered the Western Sect, and my mother hid her name and quietly recited the Huangting Scripture, it can be said that our family is broken and people are scattered, isn't this bad luck?

  Liu Yu's thoughts reached this point, but he only felt a mix of five flavors in his stomach, and couldn't express it clearly.

  "Mother! ~" Liu Yuwen looked up at the iron fan princess in front of him, but his eyes showed a hint of complex sadness, and he called out softly. Since I've come, then I'll make do, Liu Yuwen was a sentimental yet rational person, although thinking about possibly not being able to see his parents again made him sad, but for now, he wanted to know more about why he had crossed over and what changes his arrival could bring.

  "Mother, I think Father must have his own unavoidable difficulties." Liu Wei thought to himself, but secretly vowed that from today on, he would be the Red Boy, the Holy Infant Great King Niu Shengying, whose name would shake the three realms.

  "Ah." Beside her, Princess Tie Shan heard this and stopped crying, revealing a look of surprise. She looked at Hong Haier and saw his sincere expression, then slightly smiled, with more tears falling from the corners of her eyes. Holding her son's hand, she said: "It seems that my Holy Infant has grown up and become sensible. In the past few years, you blamed your father and refused to call him, but now you're speaking up for him, it makes me feel relieved as a mother." After saying this, she gently helped Hong Haier lie down on the jade couch beside her, then sat down at the edge of the bed with a solemn expression.

  He stretched out his hand and pointed at the incense burner beside him, shooting out a green light. A green glow enveloped the entire room.

  "These words shouldn't have been told to you." Tieshan Xian sighed softly, looking at Hong Haier with a hint of affection in her eyes.

  "Really?" Seeing his own mother's serious expression, Sheng Yīn's heart skipped a beat.

  "In these years, your father King married your stepmother and often stayed in Ji Lei Mountain, rarely taking care of my mother and me, but actually..." Princess Tie Shan said, her expression changing several times, wanting to speak but stopping.

  "Sanctuary! ~" At this time, a voice came from outside the room.