dead child, ghost carrying coffin

A fool's persistence has always been keen, and Chen, who sensed the abnormality, immediately screamed.

"Fuck, are we also 'poisoned'?!"

Due to his special way of practice, Zhang Shizu, who was already violent, broke out in cold sweat. He tried his best to control the urge to beat up his nemesis...Of course, it may be because he was suppressed by blood and did not dare to do it.

"Master, Major General, hurry up and keep a calm mind!"

Zhang Shizu is still like this, but the wicked cocoon is even more red-eyed and panting like a cow.

"Little monster, I want to go hunting!"

At the critical moment, the young skinheads made meritorious service:

The monks Xiaohai immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting the Buddhist Heart Sutra of Suppressing Demons together.

The sound of the scriptures is like the silent drizzle falling on the dry and cracked earth, nourishing everyone's irritable hearts little by little.

After a while, Chen finally returned to normal.

Even the most irascible little fascist retracted his mini pistol, and lay on his back in the weeds to calm down, wheezing and panting.

Not only Chen Daji and others, the sound of the scriptures spread widely, and all the creatures enveloped in it calmed down.

Among them, those with roots of wisdom even acted as if they were listening attentively, their faces full of joy of "obtaining it".

Chen was very excited when he saw this: "Oh, mom, chanting works! Brothers, don't stop, read it louder!"

"Brother Monkey, they don't fight anymore!"

In this way, the sound of scriptures lasted for several hours, and it was not until Chen Dage woke up twice that he released all the living beings.

The young skinheads were all so tired that their mouths were parched, and they were panting with their pinkish tongues.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the liberated "black servants" did not express their special gratitude to the disaster and the others, and even their expressions were extremely complicated and difficult to describe.

Xuanhu, Xuansnake, Xuanying, Xuansnake and the elders of the giant ape clan gathered together to discuss for a while, and then they returned to the territory of the giant ape clan surrounded by the scourge.

Such a strange phenomenon naturally aroused the vigilance of the scourge—even if he was a little stupid.

"I said, brother monkey, what do you mean?"

"Aren't you happy that the young skinheads persuaded you to stop fighting?!"

"Why don't you keep fighting, can we cheer you up?!"

The elders of all races laughed bitterly when they heard the words, and only then realized that they were rude.

Hurry up and bow down to thank the disaster and the others, even though the thanks are quite mixed.

Seeing that the scourge was still dissatisfied with a wide grin, Elder Xuanyuan hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"Prime Minister, you don't know..."

It turns out that the entire Youdu Mountain was not what it is today.

Although it was the place where the dead lived at that time, it was also a beautiful scene.

All the evil spirits were suppressed at the foot of the mountain by the Great God Tubo, and those who can move freely are all good spirits.

So everyone gets along harmoniously and helps each other. Except that everything is black, it is no different from the peaceful and prosperous age.

Especially the bloody sun in the sky is not as capricious as it is now.

Just like a wage earner who doesn't want to go to work, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, and absent from work for a few days from time to time...

All the changes started after the emperor fell.

"Brother Monkey, who is the emperor you are talking about?"

"Is it as vigorous as my boss? Dare you eat ghosts?!"

Chen was so curious that he couldn't help asking.

Elder Xuanyuan's face changed drastically when he heard the words, and he waved his hands quickly.

"Don't say it, don't say it!"

"Dijun's name is taboo, you must never say it!"

Having said this, Elder Xuan Yuan suddenly stopped, looking at Chen with a thoughtful expression.

"Like, it's so similar!"

"Guest from afar, you are too much like the one that the emperor trusted the most...Of course, the old man is talking about the nobility in the soul, not the appearance."

"Do you guys look like it?!"

The elders of the other groups nodded in unison when they heard the words, looking at the disaster with extremely complicated eyes.

"It's really similar, but the demeanor is too far apart, just like cloud and mud!"

Chen Daji: "..."

Chen, who had been greatly humiliated, was quite annoyed, and opened his mouth angrily with his big head fluttering.

"Okay, talk about something else!"

"Well, Brother Monkey, get on with the business!"