Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

"Bajie and Sha Seng have been ordered to subdue the demon." That night, Xuanzang's voice arrived as expected.

"The generals of Baoxiang Kingdom were really cowardly. When they heard that the princess was abducted by a demon, they all hunched their shoulders and lowered their heads, wishing they could crawl into a crack in the ground to avoid being spotted by the king. Fortunately, Bajie was brave and Sha Seng was courageous. They took the initiative to take on the task of bringing the princess back, thus saving the king from having to wait day and night." Xuanzang said. From his tone, it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the performance of his two disciples.

That's right, after all, these two people have earned him a lot of face in front of the civil and military officials of Baoxiang Kingdom. Although joy comes with sorrow, the more majestic these two were when they were ordered to go to war, the more embarrassed they were when they were beaten by the yellow-robed monster and fled.

"Xuanzang," Wen Jiao couldn't help but speak up, "I need to work hard to add more meals these two days."

Xuanzang said in bewilderment, "I will never let myself starve. You are worrying too much, mother."

Wen Jiao said: "Then you have to eat more too. Mother thinks that the weather has changed recently. If you don't gain a few pounds of weight, you may not be able to bear it."

After all, after a while, when the Yellow Robe Monster turns you into a tiger and locks you in a cage, I’m afraid few people will be willing to feed you.

Xuanzang was moved and said, "The child will eat more."

Wen Jiao smiled and cut off the sound transmission talisman, looking up at the two peaks that reached the sky in front of her, and the two giants who were fifty feet tall and sitting cross-legged in front of the peaks. They were blocking the path between the peaks, toasting each other, eating and drinking happily, and the tableware under their feet was full of leftover human bones.

"These are the warriors who have been passed down from generation to generation in the Kingdom of Hor..." Gesar's brows twisted into a knot. "If you want to enter the territory of the Kingdom of Hor, the alley they blocked is the only way."

"Do you want to go around it?" Wen Jiao's eyes fell on the piles of bones under their feet.

Gesar said gloomily, "It is said that these two are extremely powerful and specialize in combined attack techniques. I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat them. We must think of a way." He sighed, "Perhaps, I am destined to wipe out the demons of the Kingdom of Hol. But I was addicted to pleasure and forgot my responsibilities, which is why my brother was killed..."

Wen Jiao sighed, "Prince Jiacha was planning for you. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty admired his ability and character very much, and wanted to keep him here with high positions, generous salaries, beautiful women and treasures, but he firmly refused and only asked for a marriage between the two countries. If he had known that this would happen, he would have stayed in the Tang Dynasty. At least he would have been alive."

Gesar's eyes were slightly moist: "I will treat your princess well."

Come on, you are so affectionate even though you have a special liking for me. I am really worried about our princess. Wen Jiao thought to herself, but she didn't show it on her face: "I hope the king will remember what I said today. By the way, I have an idea that can be resolved quickly. Is the king interested in listening?"

The two giants were enjoying their meal to their heart's content when suddenly they heard a shrill sound of a flute. They pricked up their ears in confusion, but heard no unusual sounds. They scratched their heads and slapped their thighs, "Keep drinking."

The wine they drank was not wine in the ordinary sense, but a kind of mineral liquid catalyzed by magic, which could strengthen the bones and muscles. If they could have two plates of "peanuts" from living people, it would taste even better. The two had been drinking since the founding of the Hall Country, and had long since developed a body of iron and steel. Even if ordinary weapons were used to chop them until the end of time, they would not be hurt at all.

The sound of the flute disappeared, and what followed was a thick fog. At first it was as thin as a veil, but soon it became so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. In the night, it was so dark that it was like soaking your eyes in thick ink.

A giant grumbled, "What kind of rotten weather is this? Brother, I can't see anything anyway. I'm full and bored. I might as well go to bed early."

The other giant was about to answer when he suddenly felt a pain on his head. He seemed to be hit by something hard and suddenly he saw stars in front of his eyes.

The giant asked in confusion, "What's that sound? Brother, are you cracking walnuts?"

Where are the walnuts we can eat? The other giant was about to cry out in pain, but the hard object immediately came back, this time with ten times more force than before, and before he could make a sound, it smashed his huge head, which was harder than diamond, like a rotten watermelon.

"Bang!" He died silently and fell backwards, shaking the earth like a dragon turning over.

The hot and smelly brain matter mixed with blood sprayed all over the giant's face. He touched his face and said, "Brother, what are you secretly eating? It's splattered everywhere. Can you give some to me, my brother?"

A strange voice came from his shoulder. It was the voice of a very young and pleasant man. He asked, "Do you want to try it too?"

There are enemies!

The giant was shocked and immediately raised his huge palm to slap, but missed and hit his shoulder hard. He didn't care about the pain and rolled on the ground to dodge.

Even if he was drunk and confused, he was sober now. This inexplicable fog must have been caused by the enemy to deal with the two brothers. The movement just now was not right. He was afraid that his brother had been ambushed. He couldn't stay where he was. This strange fog was so thick that he couldn't see anything. Instead of staying where he was and being a sitting duck, he might as well run away first based on his understanding of the terrain.

The two brothers have been guarding here for hundreds of years and have long been familiar with the surrounding terrain. Not to mention that they can't see, even if they are sleepwalking, they are confident that they can escape.

The enemy did not catch up. The giant took a deep breath and ran out. The force of his running was so great that even if there was a mountain in front of him, it would be smashed to pieces.

He had only run one step when he suddenly felt his knees getting hot and itchy. At this critical moment, he had no time to stop and scratch, so he continued to run, but his legs, which had always been full of strength, were out of control.

His body fell forward involuntarily, and his arms and torso felt hot and itchy at the same time. Along with this feeling, there was also a smell of burnt meat.

The last burning and itchy pain came from his head. It was like a thin sharp blade, piercing through the tip of his nose and out through his right eye.

What on earth had happened? The giant only had time to think of this question before he passively stopped thinking.

He was torn into pieces.

The mournful flute sound became clear only at this moment. All the clouds gathered in a certain direction like galloping horses, and finally penetrated into a thin bone flute.

At this moment, everything became clear. I saw that one after another, the lightning lines formed a dense net, surrounding the original position of the two giants. The color of the lightning was extremely clear and pure, so pure that there was not a trace of heat leaking out.

"So lightning can be used in this way..." Gesar stood on the mountainside, looking at the giant net below with admiration in his eyes, "By the way, what did you use to smash the giant's head? The power of this magic weapon is even better than my demon-subduing pestle!"

Wen Jiao touched the tight band in her sleeve and said with a smile: "The Buddha said, it cannot be said."