The History of the Changes of Tang Monks in Journey to the West Reborn

I haven't seen you talk about etiquette before!hypocrite!Duanhua secretly slandered.

A group of people stood quietly in front of the mountain gate, Zhu Bajie said with some embarrassment: "Then Master, I won't knock on the door this time."

"Of course you can't go, if you scare someone to death, you will violate the precept of killing." Tang Seng said with a smile.

"..." The word scared to death deeply hurt Zhu Bajie's heart, Master, I'm really not that ugly!

So, who's going?

Duanhua, Drifting Monk, Tang Sanzang and Bailongma looked at each other.

Drifting showed his bearded face and said wittily: "Master, I am born ugly and my voice is loud. I am afraid I will offend the monks here."

Duanhua looked at him with admiration, self-deprecation, proper self-deprecation, of course, self-deprecation is nothing compared to making Tang Seng complain!So she was going to follow Monk Drifting's self-deception, but before she could say anything, she heard Tang Sanzang say: "Teacher Wuhua, the person you gave birth to looks like a human being, so it shouldn't be suspicious, just go stop."

'Humanlike' - are you sure you're using the right word!Complimenting a tiger looks like a human, is it a compliment or a sarcasm!Duanhua spat out a mouthful of old blood, she silently wanted to refute: "Master, disciple..."

"Go quickly." Tang Sanzang said firmly.

"..." Duanhua gently went up and knocked on the door.The door is obviously open, but you still have to knock on Nima!

"Is anyone there?" Duanhua called softly.

No one answered her.

"Anyone?"

Still no answer.Duanhua turned his head and spread his hands, looked helplessly at several people and said: "No one came to answer the door, Master, we can just go in."

Tang Seng looked surprised, his thin lips parted slightly, and was about to say something, when suddenly a loud shout came from the air: "Where are the monsters daring to come here to play wild!"

That voice was majestic, majestic, turbulent and full of aura, like the water of a river overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the mountains and seas, it was truly astonishing.

Duanhua was startled, but Tang Seng bent his eyes and smiled brightly: "Here we come..."

☆, Xie Jingyu, wise and powerful

While speaking, the mountain gate was wide open, and a large group of people appeared suddenly.

Duanhua saw the guy talking at a glance, because - ugly, it's really ugly!

A pair of round eyes the size of mung beans, two eyebrows flying obliquely into the hair, nostrils as big as a bucket, mouth as big as a fist, ears long and thick, drooping softly on the shoulders, and a head of long hair messily pasted on the forehead.It seems to be because of the rouge and powder, the face is pale and pale, but the cheeks are pink.

Looking at the body again, there is a bright red belt around the waist, wearing an armor made of dragon scales, a yellow robe on top, and golden boots on the ground.The seven-star sword is lightly carried in the hand, and the Suzaku feather fan half covers the shoulders.The movement is like flowing clouds away from the sea and the mountains, and the sound is like a thunderbolt shaking mountains and rivers.

To sum it up, four words - unsightly.

"Which monster dares to behave wildly in front of this great king!" It was that mighty voice like a bell again.But at this moment, I don't feel shocked when I saw this person. If such an appearance were replaced by a good voice, no one would be able to bear it.

"The poor monk is following the order of the Great Tang Dynasty in the east. He went to the west to worship the Buddha and seek the scriptures. The mountains are high and the roads are farther and deeper. The dew is heavy. He wants to come to your place for a night." Tang Sanzang stood up and said with a smile.

When the man saw Tang Seng, his face was like a crown of jade, with a graceful and refined appearance, and his two mung bean round eyes were very big, staring at him with a piercing expression, his mouth was grinning and his mouth was slowly flowing out, looking obsessed with sex.

"My lord, lord, they are monsters!" The young monk in the first two rows reminded.

The man trembled, as if he had come to his senses, then straightened his face, raised his chin, pointed at Tang Seng condescendingly and said, "Why are you here?"

"Is this man deaf!" Zhu Bajie whispered.

Tang Sanzang was in a good temper and repeated again: "The poor monk is Tang Sanzang who went to the west to worship Buddha and seek scriptures at the order of the Tang Dynasty in the east. The mountains are high and the roads are far away, and the dew is heavy. I want to come to your place for a night."

Tang Seng smiled, his eyebrows were curved, it was really good-looking, but Duanhua knew that this was the rhythm of hurting people!

The man started to moan again, and his big face was also full of joy, and then he shouted in a rough voice: "Spend the night, let's talk about it."

"My lord, they are monsters!" another young novice reminded.

"Nonsense! Can you be a monster if you look so good-looking!" The man didn't take it seriously, Mung Dou stared at him fiercely, and then shouted with spit, "Look at this look and appearance, it's obviously a human!"

"My lord, we are not talking about him..."

"My lord, there is a pig demon behind him..."

A group of young novice monks talked at once.

"Where is there a pig demon?" The man squinted his eyes and shouted, then swung his long sword and shouted loudly, "There is only one person here!"

"..." All the little novice monks were stunned, are you blind with your eyes open, my lord!

Duanhua was also stunned, she wouldn't be invisible if she didn't have any sense of existence!

Tang Sanzang took two steps back calmly and introduced: "This is my second apprentice Zhu Bajie Wu Neng, a monk, not some monster. This is my third apprentice Sha Wujing, who is a newly recruited female disciple Wuhua."

"Ah?" The man seemed to have seen the rest of the people at this moment, and said without any embarrassment while stroking their messy hair, "It turns out that you're really not the only one, there are so many—apprentices?!"

Tang Sanzang nodded with a smile, and asked softly: "I wonder if we can stay here for one night?"

When the beauty smiles, she is naturally beautiful and radiant, which makes people's hearts flutter.

"Of course!"

Duanhua was still wondering why this man was so stubborn, but he was led in by a group of young monks.

Duanhua didn't know that there was a skill in this world called - automatic filtering of beautiful men.

(-.-)

Walking into the mountain gate, one can see a pair of king kong sitting high inside the red lacquered railings on both sides, dressed in majestic and ugly shapes: one with iron face and steel beard looks like a living face, and the other has dry eyebrows and round eyes like exquisite.The fist bone on the left protrudes like pig iron, and the palm on the right is as thick as red copper.The chains of light on the gold armor are brilliant, and the embroidered belt of the bright helmet reflects the wind.In the west, there are many offerings to Buddha, and the center of the stone tripod is red with incense.

The corner of Duanhua's mouth twitched. It was really strange that a mountain king and a group of young novice monks built a tall temple in the midst of the mountains.The more he looked at Yu Weihe, the more curious he was, so he picked up a young monk and asked, "Is your king also a monk?"

The young monk had delicate features and was only fifteen or sixteen years old. When he saw Duanhua, his face turned red slightly: "Benefactor, men and women can't kiss each other."

"..." Duanhua let go of his paw silently.In this kind of place, the king of the mountain is respected, so how about etiquette?

The little monk said seriously: "My king is not a monk."

Look at that appearance, it can't be a monk, Duanhua secretly speculated.He asked again: "Who is your great king, and why is he called king in this temple?"

The young monk's handsome face turned redder, and after a while, a mosquito-like buzzing voice said: "We are all the king's concubines..."

"The concubine's room..." Duan Hua said in a nasty voice, and suddenly realized, he spat out a mouthful of old blood, "You, you are the concubine's room! You are probably the male favourites of this king of the mountain!"

The little monk's face flushed instantly, and he was at a loss in embarrassment.

No wonder I couldn't get married when I was at home. It turns out that all the men are doing sex work!Duan Hua secretly thought.

"The feeling is that the king of the mountain opened a harem deep in the mountains..." Duanhua sighed, and said excitedly, "Then why don't you resist?"

The little monk lowered his head, his ears were red, and after a while he whispered: "Our king is wise and mighty..."

Wise and mighty—Duan Hua silently glanced at the ecstasy figure not far away.

Did the great mountain king conquer a group of young monks with bed skills?Duanhua guessed unkindly.

Once inside the mountain gate on the second floor, you can see the appearances of the four heavenly kings, who are holding the country, learning a lot, growing, and wide-eyed.

Entering the gate on the second floor, there are four trees of pine and pines, and a tree with a green cover, but it is like an umbrella, and when you look up, you will see the Daxiong Palace.

In the Daxiong Palace, passing through the Buddhist altar, there is another image of Guanyin's salvation of the South China Sea.On the wall are those shrimps, fishes, turtles and crabs decorated by skilled craftsmen, showing their heads and showing their tails, jumping into the waves of the sea to play.

Tang Sanzang suddenly sighed: "Everyone in the world believes in Buddha, but they know that Buddha has no faith."

"What do you mean?" the mountain king asked with eyes the size of mung beans.

Tang Sanzang smiled and didn't answer, just swept around and said: "Benefactor, you have entered your temple gate, and you haven't asked your name yet?"

The king of the mountain suddenly twisted when he heard the words, the cockroaches on his face jumped down, his big face smiled a little shyly, and he covered his mouth, his voice became softer and softer several times: "My family, my family Surname Xie, first name Jingyu."

"Cough—" Duanhua was really choked up, is such a literary and beautiful name suitable for such a lively image like you!

The corners of Tang Sanzang's mouth twitched suspiciously, and then he smiled leisurely again: "Miss Xie is as her name suggests, as gentle as jade, and as beautiful as a flower."

"Cough——" Duanhua had a mouthful of old blood on his chest, thank you——sister!This fucking woman is actually a woman!

"My family, my family thinks so too." Shan Dawang Xie Jinghua said with a blushing face.

There was a sound of breathing behind him, which belonged to Zhu Bajie and Drifting.

If it weren't for this mighty and majestic Miss Xie, who still held a seven-star sword in her hand, Duanhua would have suspected that she would have taken out a handkerchief and twisted it in her hand.Miss Xie!Where is your king!

At the beginning, I just grew a little bit stronger, taller, and darker, just like Tang Sanzang's black face, and then look at this Miss Xie, how can he still laugh so happily and praise her beauty!Duanhua burst into tears, as expected, people and people, no, the difference in treatment between humans and tigers is really big!

Tang Sanzang said without changing his expression: "Miss Xie is a peerless beauty, a celestial figure..."

"..." Zhu Bajie took a deep breath, Master, do you still remember that you just scolded me for being ugly in front of the mountain gate?

Drifting's bitter monologue: ..., I just hacked myself...

In order not to be disgusted, Duanhua coughed lightly, and interrupted Tang Seng's words: "Master, it's getting late, we'd better find a room to rest first, and we have to hurry tomorrow."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he saw a sharp eye flying towards him. It was Xie Jingyu, the king of the mountain.

"..." Don't look at me like I stole your man, please!Duanhua's mouth twitched.

"Teacher Wu Hua said, I wonder if Miss Xie has found a good place to live?" Tang Seng asked with a gentle smile.

Xie Jingyu, the king of the mountain, put away his hostile eyes in an instant, and went up to him courteously: "Of course, I will lead you there!"

After the words fell, a group of people, those who carried the burden, those who led the horse led the horse, helped Tang Seng follow Bajie and Drifting Monk, and all entered the third-story mountain gate.When they arrived in the backyard hall, they sat down in sequence.

Shan Dawang Xie Jingyu sat in the middle of the main hall, and ordered a group of novice monks to arrange hay for the horses, clean several meditation halls and lay some bed curtains.

After driving for a long time, looking at the mountain scenery for half a day, Zhu Bajie's belly was already empty, so he shouted loudly: "My old pig is going to starve, do you have any fast food, please bring some up."

Xie Jingyu ignored him, and only stared at that pretty face enthusiastically and said, "Eminent Monk, are you hungry or thirsty along the way?"

Tang Sanzang glanced at Zhu Bajie's fiery eyes, and said four words simply and calmly: "Neither hungry nor thirsty."

Zhu Bajie burst into tears: "..."

Grass mud horse!Duanhua was hungry a long time ago, but he was horrified by Xie Jingyu's "wisdom and martial arts" so he refrained from mentioning it. He waited eagerly for Zhu Bajie to say, who knew Tang Sanzang refused so simply!

While the three apprentices were mourning for their dinner, Xie Jingyu, the king of the mountain, twisted her thick waist, bit her big mouth, and said with a look of tears: "My family, my family has worked so hard to prepare for the eminent monk. How can the eminent monk live up to dinner and soup..."

"Hey——" There was a loud gasp, obviously stunned by this ecstasy slave.

"Ah—" There was another gasp, but it was joyful to find the lost dinner.

Zhu Bajie Sand Monk Duanhua looked at Tang Seng eagerly, but saw the great Tang monk showing a warm smile and said lightly: "Since this is the case, the poor monk can't refute Miss's opinion, please Miss Xie to send the fast food and tea to the poor." In the monk's room, is it good to eat with the poor monk?"

Pig Bajie: "..."

Drifting: "..."

Duanhua: "..."

Are you so unkind?

Under the eyes of resentment and grief, Tang Sanzang walked away contentedly without changing his expression.

Dinner with a beautiful woman is always pleasing to the eye, but what about with someone who is not beautiful?

☆, Fuyao Fairy and Zen Staff

The bright moon is in the sky, the soul is like a mirror, and the mountains and rivers are full of shadows.Qionglou Yuyu is full of clear light, and the silver plate of the ice mirror is cool and whirlwind.Wanli is the same bright and clean at this time, and it is the most vivid night of the year.It's like a frost cake leaving the sea, but it's like an ice wheel hanging from the blue sky.The lonely guest in the cold window of the other hall is bored, and the old man sleeps in the wild store in the mountain village.

At night, under the flickering candlelight, Tang Sanzang and the King of the Mountain watched the dinner by the candlelight.The table is full of vegetarian dishes and soup, which is very light.

"Eminent Monk, why don't you eat..." Xie Jingyu propped her chin.A pair of mung bean eyes widened, and he urged, with a clear expression of drug in the meal.

Tang Sanzang held the chopsticks gracefully, but he didn't make a move for a long time.

He picked up the food and seemed to put it in his mouth, but stopped again.Xie Jingyu's heart hung high, the chopsticks were lifted up again, the dishes were brought to her mouth, then put down again, raised again, put down again...

After repeating this for half an hour, Xie Jingyu, the wise and mighty king of the mountain, felt that she was going to have a heart attack.Finally, Tang Seng put the food into her mouth, and her heart let go for a while, then Tang Sanzang took a mouthful of soup, brought it to his mouth, put it back, scooped it up and put it back...

Xie Jingyu stared at it for another half an hour, only to feel that her eyelids were fighting and her eyes were blurry. If she continued to look at it like this, not only would there be a heart problem, but she might also be short-sighted.

Tang Sanzang didn't pay attention to her at all, and he was having a great time playing with himself. Finally, when the soup was cold and the food was cold, he frowned slightly and said, "Hey, the soup is cold, poor monks don't eat cold food, Miss, please go heat it up again."

"..." Xie Jingyu almost didn't jump up, but staring at that beautiful face, she thought of something and twisted her waist energetically, "Don't worry, eminent monk, I can just order the kitchen to do it again." Suddenly, she seemed to remember again What, added excitedly, "I will do it myself."

Tang Sanzang smiled happily: "Go, go."

Looking at the majestic and majestic back, he suppressed his smile, and walked towards the room of Duanhua and the others in an elegant and gentle manner like an eminent monk.

"The food in my room has not been touched, do you still want to eat?" Tang Seng asked kindly.

Duanhua Zhu Bajie Drifting Monk and the three of them were so hungry that their chests were stuck to their backs. Hearing this was like sending charcoal in the snow and an umbrella in the rain.

Seeing the table full of dishes, Zhu Bajie muttered, "Why is it cold?"

Tang Sanzang frowned and said, "It's fine if you don't eat."

"Eat it cold!" Zhu Bajie said, and hurriedly buried himself on the table.

After hastily eating a lot of food, and took another two mouthfuls of rice, Duanhua burped and said, "Master, when did you become so kind?"

"Teachers and students are kind-hearted, willing to give, and treat people and things with a heart of benevolence." Tang Sanzang said, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"..." You are ashamed to say that you are kind by nature!Damn, do you still want to be shameless?Duanhua secretly slandered.

The three quickly finished a large table of food, and the smile on Tang Seng's face deepened. If you look closely, you will know that the smile is compassionate and compassionate.

Suddenly, his vision began to blur, and everything around him seemed chaotic. Duanhua was startled, and said in astonishment: "Damn it... there's medicine in the dish..."

Before the words were finished, "Papapa—" Duanhuasha monk Zhu Bajie fell on the table like a green onion.

Tang Sanzang held his rosary and smiled slightly: "Amitabha."

Stretching the sleeves of the robe, the hem of the garment fluttered like a shadow in the wind, and a transparent barrier appeared on the round table.

Suddenly there was a loud stabbing sound outside the door, and a strong gust of wind blew, making the candlelight in front of the window flickering and dimming.The wind is whistling, fluttering, fluttering and fluttering, falling leaves fluttering, fluttering and rolling clouds.The sky is full of stars, and the dust and sand are scattered all over the place.

Sometimes it is fierce, sometimes it is small, when the pine and bamboo beat the clear rhyme in the hour, it is fierce and the waves in the rivers and lakes are muddy.The blowing made the sound of mountain birds choked up, and the sea fish jumped and spouted indefinitely.The doors and windows of the east and west pavilions are removed, and the front and rear corridors are ghosts.The vases in the Buddha Hall are blown to the ground, and the colored glaze shakes down and the lights of wisdom are dimmed.Incense ashes are poured out of the incense burner, and the candle holders are skewed and the candle flames are horizontal.All the pan treasures and covers were shaken, and the bells, drums, towers and towers were shaken to their roots.

The wind changed drastically, but Tang Seng didn't realize it. He just sat on the couch calmly, holding a copy of "Liang Huangshui Repentance Sutra" and smiling.

"Crackling", the sound of someone pushing the door and entering was that Xie Jingyu.

Holding the dish in her hand, she had the familiar ugly and fierce face on her face. She glanced at the three people lying crookedly on the table, and she was not surprised at all. She also smiled, but it was sly and cold: " I didn't intend to lie to you."

"Really?" Tang Sanzang responded unhurriedly.

"You are still as vicious as ever. You don't want to eat this food yourself, so you asked your apprentice to try it."

Tang Sanzang held the Buddha beads and said with a smile: "If the poor monks don't teach them to fall asleep, how can they see your real body—Fuyao?"

Those who are soaring are also fairies in the sky.The face is like Fufeng peaches and willows, and it shakes like white snow powder mixed with China.It is the Shangxian who guards Yaochi Bitan.

Xie Jingyu sneered and said: "Jin Chanzi, you still dare to mention the word Fuyao. If it weren't for you, how could I have become like this, not a fairy, not a human being, but also an ugly appearance."

Tang Sanzang smiled warmly and said: "Fairy, don't joke, if it weren't for the poor monk, how could you remember these 500 years, and how could you remember your lover who died for many years?"

Xie Jingyu's face changed slightly, and there seemed to be some sadness in her eyes, and she sneered, "You deserve to mention him, you ruthless monster."

"It's up to the fairies whether they deserve it or not." Tang Sanzang still smiled, but his eyes were secretly filled with murderous intent, "So what if you are heartless and emotionless, didn't you just kill your lover?"

Xie Jingyu almost gritted her silver teeth, and said bitterly: "Jin Chanzi, don't be complacent, Sun Wukong is not by your side today, and your three apprentices have been drugged again, let's see how you deal with it alone. I will kill you To comfort the soul of Yang Lang."

"If you don't have that ability, it's better not to die innocently." Tang Sanzang said flatly.

"Really?" Xie Jinghua sneered, the dish in her hand dropped, there was a crisp "click", and then a weapon appeared in her hand.

It was a beautiful and strange weapon. It was four feet long. The handle was made of silver, and the handle was also made of sterling silver. Looking up along the silver handle, there are five thumb-thick steel rods separated from the rod, forming a concentric arc and then gathered at the top of the rod. Looking at it, it looks like a hollow melon. pattern.

The five steel bars themselves are not perfectly round, they are polished to be extremely sharp, like five scimitars, shining with a blue light. At the top of the five steel bars, there is a two-inch long pointed cone extending When it came out, it looked like a horn.In addition, there are two strings of golden moon-shaped slices as big as a child's eight chapters embedded beside the corner.With a slight vibration, there will be a crisp impact sound.

It is very similar to the Zen staff in Buddhism, but it is much shorter and the style is a bit fierce.

"Broken Soul Rod—an ancient magic weapon." Tang Sanzang's complexion changed drastically, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. He stared at it firmly and said, "Where did you get it?"

"Hahaha... Jin Chanzi... Are you afraid? Your death is coming!" Xie Jinghua, or Fairy Fuyao, opened her mouth wide and laughed wildly.

Tang Sanzang turned his head slightly, the candlelight was dim, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, he just sighed and said: "Since the date of the poor monk's death has been fixed, please let the poor monk understand clearly, where did the soul-breaking staff come from?"

Fairy Fuyao laughed loudly, her big ugly face became even more ferocious, she strode forward waving her soul-breaking stick, and said in a cold tone, "Jin Chanzi, I'll tell you when you're about to die!"

The weapon danced lightly, and the two moon-shaped copper sheets on it rattled and clashed, shining brightly, if it was hit once, the skin would be ripped apart and blood would flow horizontally.Tang Sanzang walked nimbly under the stick, his slender figure seemed to contain enormous strength.While dodging swiftly, he asked persistently: "Where did you get it? This thing has disappeared for thousands of years!"

Seeing that all her attacks were gently dodged, Fairy Fuyao felt even more angry, her eyes widened, and she let out a snarl, as if a thunder had sounded out of nowhere, and the silver-shining soul-breaking staff seemed to turn into waves, A long wave of silver light surrounded Tang Sanzang so surgingly.

The bells were like wind and chains, rattling in the air, and they were about to scratch the bright red cassock. Suddenly, Tang Seng was holding a Buddhist bead and chanting unknown mantras. His whole body was full of golden light, and he erected walls of light, covering the The flying weapons blocked it.The stick moves the wall, the stick pushes against the wall, and the two are at a stalemate.

Suddenly there was a loud shout in the air: "Nie Zhan, you can catch him if you don't let go!"

After hearing this, Fairy Fuyao kept breaking the soul wand in her hand, and said with a sneer: "Buddha, you also come to join in the fun, this soul wand won't listen to your heart sutra!"

After all, the weapon let out a tinkling sound, and suddenly let go of his hand, flying straight into the air like a cloud, and then stopped straight, screaming "thumping stabbing".

"Not good, the spirit of the staff sealed in the broken soul stick is about to come out! Stop it!" Tang Sanzang yelled, and the surrounding golden light became brighter.

He also heard a word of Buddha's verse in a hurry from the sky, and only heard a loud "boom--", the sky and the earth seemed to be shaken by it.

In an instant, the mountain temple collapsed, and many Qionglouyuyu were reduced to ashes at this moment.

"Ahem——" Tang Seng spat out a mouthful of blood slowly, but still stared straight at the burly figure and said, "Fairy Fuyao, where did you get this magical weapon?"

Xie Jingyu fell heavily to the ground, her yellow robe was completely stained with blood, she raised her head with a bloody face but smiled: "Jin Chanzi, it's rare to see you so attached to something, could it be that you fell in love with that gift?" The person with my Zen stick? Hahaha, no, no, how could it be, you are obviously a heartless monster!"

After that, he looked at the northeast corner of the collapsed temple with blurred eyes: "Yang Lang, I'm gone, I can't accompany you anymore."

She bent her five fingers and struck hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She raised her hair wildly, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, and fell down softly.In a pair of eyes, there is malice, resentment, and joy.

"No—" Tang Sanzang yelled, seeing those eyes, he was suddenly stunned.

Under the bright moon, the Broken Soul Staff lay quietly among the ruins, lonely and desolate.

☆, the demonic aura is very strong

In the ruined walls, Xie Jingyu's body glowed brightly, and then became thinner and weaker.

"Golden Cicada."

Tang Sanzang looked up in a daze.

"My senior sister passed away thousands of years ago, it is impossible for her to give this Zen stick." The voice from the sky said slowly.

Tang Sanzang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, brushed the dust off his body, stood up slowly and with difficulty, and said word by word: "If that's the case, why did the Soul Breaker stick appear here?"

After a long silence, I heard a voice from the sky: "If there is a cause, there must be an effect. If there is no cause, there will be an effect."

Tang Sanzang was silent, and suddenly said: "I'm really a ruthless monster."

There was a strange laughter from the sky: "Entering my Buddhist gate, I have already cut off my emotions and desires, who is not a monster."

Tang Sanzang swayed slightly, then stood firm again, and walked straight towards the house. Half of the house collapsed in this fight, the doors and windows were all destroyed, and it was crumbling, but Duanhua and the three were still lying on the ground unharmed. He fell asleep on the table covered by the barrier.He looked at the three peaceful faces, and was in a daze.

"Jin Chanzi, take care of yourself." After a long time, a soft sigh came from the sky.

"Pu——" A mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, he walked slowly to the wand of breaking the soul, and suddenly fell down.

……

When Duanhua woke up, it was already bright, and the cold morning wind was blowing like knives, shaking her spirits. She stood up slowly with her forehead supported, and was stunned for a moment. The roof disappeared at some time. The walls were also smashed, and only one table was left intact. When I looked up again, at a glance, my face was covered with scars, and there were only ruins left in the entire Baolin Temple built by the emperor.

Before she had time to be surprised, she saw the man lying in the ruins again, Fengshen and handsome, with a face that bullied Shuang Saixue.If it weren't for the blood slowly flowing from the edge of the tightly pressed thin lips, people would definitely think that this is a handsome young man who is still asleep.

"Master." She called out, but no one on the ground responded.

She walked forward slowly again, only to see clearly that delicate face was pale and bloodless, as if she had lost all vitality, her slender eyelashes fluttered like a fan, covering those black jade-like eyes. eyes.

Duanhua was slightly taken aback, was she seriously injured in this embarrassment, but before she had time to wonder, her eyes were attracted by the silver weapon lying quietly on the left.

"Soul Breaking Rod." She murmured subconsciously, as if the name was extremely familiar, she involuntarily curled the corners of her mouth, and stroked it gently as if treating her own child.

Suddenly, a strange and hoarse female voice jumped out: "Kill him! Kill Jin Chanzi!"

Duanhua was startled, the Zen stick in his hand trembled slightly, and the voice became louder: "Kill him quickly! Kill Jin Chanzi!"

"Why did you kill him..." Duan Hua opened his mouth wide and said blankly.

"You will regret it if you don't kill him!" The voice giggled again, looking very strange.

Duanhua didn't realize it, but kept asking: "Why did you kill him..."

"You will regret it if you don't kill him!" The voice repeated mechanically, over and over again.

As if bewitched, she slowly moved towards Tang Sanzang while holding the cold weapon glowing with silver light.Finally, the top of the stick was getting closer to Tang Seng's chest, as long as he stabbed lightly...

"Junior Sister!" Zhu Bajie and Drifting woke up at some point, their scalps felt numb after seeing this scene.If you read it right, there was a weird smile on that familiar face, his eyes were turned up, revealing large whites, his body was arched like a convulsion, and there was a trace of death around him.

Accompanied by this shout, the Zen stick that had been attached to his chest fell to the ground with a "snap" sound, making a heavy blunt sound. Duanhua turned sideways and asked with a blank expression as if he had recovered. :"What's wrong?"

"Junior Junior Sister, you actually wanted to kill Master just now..." Zhu Bajie said in surprise.

"How come..." Duanhua was stunned, although he really didn't like Tang Seng, but he wasn't so vicious that he killed him.

Drifting frowned, and said bluntly: "Little sister, are you bewitched..."

"How is it possible..." Duan Hua supported his aching forehead, took two steps back, and said in surprise, "Hey, why did Master become like this?"

"Didn't you do it?" Zhu Bajie asked in surprise.

Duanhua shook his head, firstly, he didn't dare, and secondly, he couldn't beat him.She frowned slightly, looked around and said: "I still want to ask you what's going on? How did this place become like this overnight."

Zhu Bajie said: "Someone must be fighting here."

Duanhua was noncommittal, and asked again: "Where is the little monk here and the king of the mountain, Xie Jingyu? Why are they all gone?"

After thinking for a while, Zhu Bajie shouted angrily: "They must have injured Master and then ran away in fear of crime!"

"That's not necessarily the case. It's not certain who hurts whom." Duan Hua sarcastically said with a sneer, not to mention how Tang Seng harmed her before, just the fact that he tricked them into eating the cold food and cold dishes last night. I know how dark this person's heart is.She scanned the messy ruins again, and inexplicably came up with a thought, in fact, Tang Sanzang was protecting them?Thinking about it, it's impossible. According to this person's character, how can he protect others and not harm others?

"Hey, why is there an extra Zen staff here?" Zhu Bajie asked in surprise.

"Master's?" Drifting asked.

Duanhua frowned: "Probably not, I've never seen this thing before."

"Whose is that?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"Hey, whoever it is, let's put it away for now, let's talk about it when Master wakes up..." Drifting sighed heavily.

Saying that, Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk had already graciously went up to help Tang Sanzang's limp body, found the white dragon horse, and walked towards the mountain gate with luggage.

The mountain gate is very strong, and other places have collapsed, but it has stood firm until now.

Passing by the mountain gate, Duanhua smelled a fishy smell, and saw that the seven or eight meter wide stone gate was stained with a large area of ​​bright scarlet, she subconsciously went to see Tang Seng, and saw that although he was in a mess, he was also clean .

"Wait a minute..."

"What's the matter, Junior Sister?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"These are not Master's blood." Duan Hua pointed.

Zhu Bajie said: "Why not, only Master was injured here."

Duanhua didn't say a word, he only raised his head to look at the majestic mountain gate, and suddenly said: "There should be a mechanism in this gate."

After saying that, he began to investigate, leaving Drifting and Zhu Bajie staring at each other.

Walking all the way along the railing, groping around, finally, in front of a pair of majestic and ugly King Kong, found the trace.There is a small incense burner in the middle of the stone tripod, with bloody hand marks on it, Duanhua pressed it up according to the bloody hand, and turned it lightly.

Sure enough, after two bangs, the huge and magnificent mountain gate opened a one-meter-wide opening out of thin air, revealing a deep passage.Drifting Monk and Zhu Bajie were both dumbfounded.

Duan Hua squinted his eyes for a moment and said: "Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother, you are here to guard Master, I will go in and find out what's going on."

Zhu Bajie worried: "That's okay, you go in alone, what if something happens to you?"

"I'll go in with Junior Sister." Drifting suggested.

Duanhua readily agreed.The two, one in front and one behind, entered the deep corridor.

This aisle is as tall as a person and two meters wide. It is built inside the mountain gate and is extremely hidden. It must be difficult for ordinary people to find it.Due to the darkness, Duanhua curled his fingers slightly, and twisted out a fist-sized candle, illuminating the dark mountain road.

The Drifting Monk said in surprise, "Junior Sister, you know how to do these little tricks."

It is rare for someone to praise himself in his life, and Duanhua also showed a smile on his face: "I learned it by accident."

Drifting touched the thick beard on his face, and said with a hearty smile: "My old Sha learned a lot from catching shrimps and eating fish in the quicksand river. I can never learn such spells. After becoming a master, I can only carry burdens and pack my luggage, not as capable as a senior brother who can cast down demons and protect the master..."

Speaking of this, the light in his dark round eyes also dimmed, and he sighed: "I don't know when, senior brother will come back again."

The lights were dim, and it was impossible to see clearly, Duanhua just stared at the front, silent.

Passing through a long aisle and a deep corridor, the two walked to a door holding a fire, pushed the door open, a smell of rust came from their nostrils, and then looked up, that scene, if someone saw it I will never forget it forever.

There was blood on the wall, blood on the ground, and blood on the half-person-high stone bed. The whole room seemed to be soaked in blood.

The overwhelming blood made the two of them stop in their tracks and stare blankly.

On the stone bed half as high as a person, a shriveled hand suddenly protruded from the blood dripping, followed by a half shriveled face, with twisted eyebrows and eyes, mouth opened wide and shouted: "Help me——"

Before that sentence was finished, a long hand floated out and pulled him into the blood again.

"Ah-ah-ah-" Then there were only a few screams, and the pieces of blood condensed together, like a big ball of mud, without waves.

Duanhua remembered that young and always shy face, she hurriedly shouted: "Yes, it's the little monk in the monastery!"

Said, actually