[Journey to the West] Fighting the Holy Buddha is very leisurely

He knelt in front of the golden Buddha, his face turned pale. Fortunately, the old man didn't pay attention to him, but he was still muttering some words, not as impassioned as before, but the words that followed were very Long, like a story.

Wukong and Qingjue lay on the golden Buddha, but they couldn't understand what he was saying.

The three of them looked at each other, stopped listening, and got together to discuss.

"Wei Yang told us that there are two men in charge of the Wei family, but when it comes to major matters, the old man of the Wei family has to make up his mind. There is also a young master who has not yet touched the business of the Wei family," Qing Jue said. Looking outside, he pointed to the four people and counted them one by one, "It's probably these four."

Wukong propped his chin, rolled his eyes, and said, "Do you know who Wei Yang likes?"

Qing Jue turned around, raised his eyebrows, and said: "It's the young master of the Wei family, right? He saved Wei Yang's life at that time. After all the calculations, it should be him."

Wukong nodded, and the next second he saw the nails on Qingjue's hand flashing coldly.

"What are you going to do?" Wukong pulled him back, "You want to kill someone?"

"There are only these four in the Buddhist hall, and there is not enough time for others to rush over." Qing Jue polished his nails, "I will attack, and the chances of winning are great, and we are in the dark, so it is easy to run. If the young master is killed, Wei Yang will give up. What? Don’t you have a grudge against the young master? You can’t bear it right now? The Buddha is soft-hearted! Trouble!!”

"Are you stupid?" Wukong glared at him, "Never mind the punishment of heaven, Wei Yang dared to go to hell because of him. If you make such a move, Wei Li's heart will die, and Wei Yang will live? You kill him? Let the fish die and the net break, and there is no room for maneuver!!"

Qingjue glanced at him and put away his nails.

"You can't kill, you can't stop, what do you think?" Qing Jue glared at him, "Can I watch Wei Yang sink deeper and deeper?"

Wukong frowned, although he wanted Wei Lixin to suffer a little bit, but not now.

Wei Yang and Wei Lixin simply have the same life. If something happens to Wei Lixin, Wei Yang, the only one who knows a little bit of formation, will be finished. Once Wei Yang is finished, the two underage demons and a fallen Buddha will probably be killed. Passed away here.

A gentleman can bend and stretch, but can't he be a Buddha? After he got out of the original resentment, he would do mental calculations with Wei Li and try to make it quicker for a while. That's a fool.

Qingjue saw that he was silent, thought for a while, and told him about the situation of the Wei family: "You also know the situation of the Wei family. Not only is there a problem with the location, but the people inside are also very strange."

"What's so strange?"

Qing Jue said: "When Wei Yang entered the Wei family, he was very knowledgeable about human affairs. At that time, he told us that the people in the Wei family are very strange, and you also know that the human world has changed a lot, but this Wei family seems to be still there. According to the old rationalists, the four generations live under the same roof, with distinct ranks.

And what's even more strange is that the Wei family seems to be picking up the land and refusing to move. His family is so rich, why should they live in such a remote place?It takes four or five hours to go to the city center, but the old man just refuses to move, so he guards the mountain and refuses to leave. "

"He remembers what he said just now, the Fengshui of the Wei family, the dragon veins of the Wei family..." Wukong sorted it out, "Does this old man think that the Fengshui here is so good that he doesn't want to move?"

"It's possible," Qingjue pulled Qingyan back into his arms, "Think about it, if the Wei family really has such a dragon vein, from our point of view, wouldn't this dragon vein be..."

"Formation! The formation of the Wei family!" Wukong seemed to finally understand something, "Since this formation can gather spiritual energy and is harmless to mortals, it is not wrong to say that it is a dragon vein."

Qing Jue smiled, and said: "The Wei family's business is going smoothly, and the wealth is abundant. It's not without some reason."

"No wonder..." Wukong rubbed his chin, "I've seen the courtyard in the center of Wei's house, and I thought it was Wei's house keeping some old buildings, but I didn't expect him to know that there was something there, so he didn't dare to tear it down. , can’t be dismantled, and I don’t want to be dismantled!”

Things on the dragon's veins can be built and erected but cannot be dismantled.The same goes for formations.

Wukong walked back and looked through the gap, the old man was still talking, but he still couldn't understand it, like a local dialect.

Wei Lixin's face turned pale and transparent, but the two middle-aged men could only see his back, and the old man turned his back to Wei Lixin, so no one noticed his strangeness.It was only when he got further back that his hands began to tremble, until he couldn't hold the incense sticks in his hand, and the three incense sticks fell to the ground with a "click", the old man stopped his voice and stared at him coldly.

"Lixin, it's not just that you didn't sleep well." His voice was dull, hitting Wei Li's heart as if he could make a hole, "What's so weird about this Buddhist hall?"

Wei Lixin didn't answer, he fainted.

"...Send him back!" The old man seemed very dissatisfied, "But he knelt for half an hour!"

Wukong watched the farce, and watched the old man push the wheelchair away angrily, and suddenly came up with a bold idea: "Tell me, does the old man know something?"

"What? Dragon veins, or formations?"

Wukong said: "Formation! Will this old man know that there is a formation in this mountain? He might even know the solution!"

"Thinking too much," Qing Jue shook his head, "Wei Yang is not an idiot, he stayed for 20 years, if the old man knows something, he can dig out a little bit of it no matter what."

"I just don't know what the old man was muttering," Wukong was annoyed. "Maybe there are clues in it."

"Don't get your hopes up too much. We were like this in the early years, and we thought everything was a clue, but it turned out that we have been trapped here for so many years?" Qing Jue smiled, quite helplessly, " There are more than 100 people in the Wei family mansion. In the past 20 years, almost everyone in Weiyang has come into contact with them. Those who are in charge have been carefully investigated. In the end, there is still no way. Don't think this method is too simple. "

Wukong curled his lips and stopped talking.

"Go back," Qingjue pulled Qingyan up, "I didn't expect the person Wei Yang liked to be so weak, he collapsed after kneeling for a while."

"It has nothing to do with whether he is weak or not. He was scared because he didn't know what to do," Wukong sneered. "He did it here at the beginning. I guess in his heart, I'm already a dead person."

The people in the Buddhist hall were all gone, there was nothing to look at, the two demons and one Buddha got up slowly, and then walked out of the formation with strange steps.Although Wukong has only walked once, he can walk clearly.

It was just the last step, but he lost his footsteps, almost missed, and drifted to other places.Qingjue felt the fluctuation of the formation, looked back at him, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No..." Wukong shook his head, came out in the last direction, and muttered, "Could it be that my mana is lost, and there is something wrong with my body?"

At any rate, the stunned time was very short, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He followed the two monsters Qingjue and Qingyan, walking deep and shallow into the cave.

"How should I change the third step? I have been practicing more and more recently, and I feel that my energy channels are not going well..."

"...Is it interesting for you to be old-fashioned to me, little demon!"

The few of them spoke subconsciously with a hint of caution, and those few words were scattered among the trees, and disappeared completely when the wind blew them away, and no one else could hear them.

For Wukong, that flash of god can be explained as the sequelae of the total loss of mana, and he didn't let go of it too much after all. It's just that at the same moment, something big happened in the underworld.

In the blood pool hell among the [-] floors of hell, he curled up in the small bright red blood pool, looking lifeless, his head drooped, and his lips almost touched the layer of blood.

Ksitigarbha came to see him again. Even though he was so angry that he walked away last time, he still couldn't help but look at him now. He is too kind, and he can only be angry for a day or two. Even though this time is too bad, he is still Three or four days later, I gritted my teeth and came.

"Are you okay?" Ksitigarbha lifted his head up to prevent blood from getting in his mouth, and looked at him cautiously, "You are obviously weak, but you have to forcibly separate out a ray of Yang soul, why bother?"

His face was extremely pale when he was held up by the Ksitigarbha King, and it seemed that it took him a long time to open his eyes. Looking at the Ksitigarbha King in front of him, he forced a smile and said, "You are here..."

His long black hair has not been trimmed, and when he raised his head, he exposed the six ears that were originally covered by thick black hair.

"Six-eared macaque, do you still know what's wrong?" Ksitigarbha couldn't bear it, but he also knew that this guy was stubborn. After he regained consciousness, he still asked softly, "If you can put down some, you won't eat it now. This pain."

Sun Wukong went west to learn scriptures, he was one of them, a maverick one.

Not for murder, not for Tang Seng's meat, what he wants is to take Wukong and replace him.It's just that after fighting for the Buddha, all the plots came to naught.

"When I fell into hell, I knew it would happen." He tilted his head back and leaned his head against the rock wall, "Ice iron chains lock the bones of the lute, and all mana can't be used. Blood pool hell is specially designed for I opened a position, and in order to let me suffer so much, I was forced to transform into a human body, and I was not allowed to use the original form... Haha, with such treatment, I guess I am the only one in this hell, right?"

"How do you seem to admit your mistake?" Ksitigarbha got angry and withdrew his hand, wishing he could slap him across the face, "You're obsessed with obsession, and you won't change after repeated admonitions! You bastard!"

The six-eared macaque laughed like a maniac, its long black hair trembled, pulling the blood in the pool to shake out circles of water patterns, and the ice chains hit the rock wall, making a very crisp sound.

"...Does it hurt?" Ksitigarbha looked at him, but he did not reach out to help him. He knew clearly that he suffered a lot from such a movement.

After the six-eared macaque took shape, it was actually extremely beautiful, with long and narrow eyes, red lips and white teeth, and long hair that fell down like a black waterfall. It will become like this in the future, but he is indeed good-looking, but his face is very thin and extremely pale. No matter who has been imprisoned in hell for so long, he will not have a good face.

"Pain?" Liu Er sneered, "If you stay in this blood for so many years, you can bear the pain no matter how painful it is. It has become a habit."

"Why didn't you die in the first place!" Ksitigarbha looked at him with a stern face, "I have seen so many ghosts, so many people, so many demons! I have never seen anything like you!!"

"I can't die," Liu Er narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly as if he heard something funny, "Sun Wukong is not dead, how could I die? I am the other heart of that fight against Buddha... ..."