Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

With a swish, Cheng Yaojin threw the leg bone out of his hand.

The whole person jumped three feet high from the collapsed bed, still yelling cursing.

"What the hell!"

A leg bone shining pale white under the moonlight was right in front of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the bed that was crushed by them.

The fragile bed board has collapsed miserably and a big hole has been formed.

Under the bed, several corpses that had decayed for many years were neatly placed.

Cheng Yaojin looked at the skeleton, and then at the leg bone that he had already thrown out.

He judged that the bone he just grabbed came from the man here.

Under the bed, there were the skeletons of a child and a woman.

Such a dilapidated scene made the atmosphere in the room even more terrifying and eerie.

What happened to make this island full of so many corpses?

In the summer evening, a gust of cool wind suddenly overflowed from the window, making everyone shiver.

Everyone who captured the dragon army was also discussing in whispers.

"Where do so many bones come from on this island? It's really scary."

"There is a house but no one lives in it, isn't it too strange?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I think you are timid!"

"Oh, what did you say? We tied you here, didn't we?"

"Yes, don't come to Master Xuanzang if you are so courageous."

The voices of several people talking became louder and louder, and there was even a tendency to quarrel.

Being away from home and encountering such a supernatural situation, everyone couldn't help feeling anxious.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became a little impetuous. It has been so long away from Datang, and the mood of Qinlongjun will inevitably be affected.
Xuanzang stood aside, hearing the quarrels of the soldiers, staring at the collapsed bed in front of him.

No matter how good-tempered Xuanzang was, he couldn't help being angry from his heart.

What the hell does this mean?
Since I went to the island by myself, not only did I not get any benefits, but why did I encounter such a bizarre thing even when I slept at night?

Why is this island conflicting with me?
Xuanzang suddenly felt overwhelmed by the sudden desire to win.

He squeezed the Buddhist beads in his hand and made a secret decision in his heart.

No matter what secrets are hidden in this island, I will find it out for him!

Xuanzang put away the rosary in his hand, picked up the Zen staff and went out.

Just look at the blue veins in his hands popping up, as if he was going to crush the Zen stick.

Cheng Yaojin looked at Xuanzang who was about to rush out the door with his Zen staff in hand, and grabbed him.

"Brother, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"Ghostbusters, transcendence."

Accompanied by the moonlight as calm as water, Xuanzang strode out of the room.

Whatever you are.

If you are human, let you go to the west to see the Buddha.

It’s a ghost, and I’m going to save you today.

Now that I'm on the island, I can't leave empty-handed.

Even if it is a ghost, I have to snatch from you the money for offering incense to Hades.

Xuanzang rolled up his monk's robe and walked towards the forest with strides.

Cheng Yaojin, who was inside the house, looked at the eerie atmosphere outside the door, and then at the fearful-looking Dragon Capturers around him.

After thinking about it again and again, he still stayed in the house.

But looking at the skeleton under the bed, Cheng Yaojin felt a little bad-hearted.

After Xuanzang went out, faint starlight flickered in the night sky.

All of a sudden, in the pitch-black jungle, there was not even a sound of a wild animal.

Everything is silent, the branches and branches of the bushes are slanting out, but there is not a single crow or bird on it.

As the weather gradually turned cooler, the fallen leaves on the jungle trees fell and accumulated all over the ground.

Xuanzang's footsteps stepped on the leaves on the ground, making a creaking sound.

Thinking about what happened after going to the island, Xuanzang thought twice, and continued walking in the direction indicated by the stone statue.

No matter what kind of ghosts and gods there are, he will not be afraid at all.

In Xuanzang's eyes, pleasure is the most important thing.

But since he came here, his time to enjoy himself has been completely taken up by the weird and frightening atmosphere of the island.

If you can find some gold, silver and jewelry on the island, that's fine.

Xuanzang can still comfort himself, even if it is a little uncomfortable, at least he has benefited.

Until now, he had no regrets.

When he was on the boat, he should be with the Qinlong army who entered the water first, and at least he could get a piece of gold.

The so-called solemnity and dignity are nothing compared to the gleaming gold.

When Xuanzang almost crossed half of the island, he became even more dissatisfied.

On such a big island, there is no trace of treasure?

Xuanzang kicked away a stone in front of him, feeling dissatisfied.

The stone flew up, drawing a smooth arc in the air.

Gudong.

A crisp sound of water interrupted Xuanzang's dissatisfied thoughts.

The stones fell into the water, and there were waves of light waves on the water shrouded in moonlight.

The ripples on the water surface circle after circle, forming layers of rings, just like the layers of collars on the girl's neck.

Thinking of the beautiful girl, Xuanzang couldn't help but sighed softly.

Alas, there is nothing you want on this isolated island in the backcountry.

I really miss the days in Chang'an, I really miss the girls in Chang'an.

Xuanzang looked up at the bright moon in the sky, as if he saw the round face and round face of a girl from Chang'an.

Xuanzang looked at the lake and thought deeply, but suddenly saw a dark shadow on the clear water.

From the translucent lake surface, a huge black shadow was irradiated from a distance, quite terrifying and penetrating.

In a pitch-black forest, the moonlight shining on the water made it look even more eerie.

Xuanzang couldn't help grasping the Zen stick in his hand.

I have practiced it anyway, and if I encounter this kind of brat, I can kill it with a stick.

The shadow in the water seemed to see Xuanzang, swayed twice, and suddenly became smaller.

The ghost escaped?
Before Xuanzang could react, he felt his eyes go dark.

Almost instantly, a gust of wind blew by, and a figure flew down from the tree and landed in front of him.

Xuanzang waved his Zen stick subconsciously, but saw a familiar face.

It's Li Ke.

Xuanzang's face was horrified immediately, time was running out, and the momentum could not be regained!
The material of the Zen stick is heavy, and the huge golden crown on the Zen stick is approaching Li Ke's face.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Xuanzang's anxious voice came.

Although I know that Li Ke is strategizing and has great strength.

However, this nine-ringed tin staff is not an ordinary thing, and the situation is not good if this staff is used.

hum.

Xuanzang's arms went numb, and the Zen staff instantly fell from his hands and fell to the ground.

Xuanzang's expression also changed from anxious to deeply shocked.

Just now Li Ke actually just used two fingers to pinch lightly.

The spring breeze turned into rain, which blocked the strength of the nine-ring tin staff.

So terrifying.