They came to the most prosperous attic on the street.The antique carved and hollowed out gate, the soft red candlelight faintly shining through the exquisite window lattice, and several women with different postures on the pavilion railing smiled sweetly, seductively.Holding a light gauze swaying in the wind, soliciting business.

"Where is this?" Nezha was ignorant, seeing that the woman on the attic seemed to be waving to him, he also waved politely.

"Nezha!" Bai Lianhua stomped her feet angrily, and hastily interrupted his waving hand!Then he asked Sun Wukong sarcastically, "Is this the fun place you said?" The white lotus was originally from the mortal world, so she knew this, and she knew where it was when she saw it.

But seeing Sun Wukong nodded thoughtfully.

Bai Lianhua was ashamed and angry, and was about to get angry, but then she thought, Sun Wukong is a Buddhist, and he has always held himself very high, so why did he come to this place of fireworks?Presumably there is a reason for him.So his face returned to calm, and he said slowly, "Could it be that there are some new clues here?"

"Hey, Bai Lianhua, you really have my heart!" Sun Wukong discovered that Bai Lianhua has become so intimate since I don't know when.

As soon as Nezha heard that there was a clue, he immediately surrounded him to find out.

Sun Wukong said that he had smelled a fragrance from Daoji's body.And this kind of fragrance, after his investigation, can only be found in Wanxiang Pavilion, which is famous all over the world, so Daoji must come here often.And as a Buddhist, he didn't come here to seek pleasure, so he was here to conspire with others!Maybe the mastermind behind the scenes is here.

"So that's how it is." Bai Lianhua understood.No wonder that day after Daoji died, Sun Wukong said that the old clues were broken and there were new ones. It turned out that he had already smelled the clues at that time.

"Then what should we do now?"

Sun Wukong stared at Nezha out of the corner of his eyes.

"Me?" Nezha panicked, "Why is it me!"

Bai Lianhua immediately helped Sun Wukong and persuaded, "If you don't go to hell, who will go to hell? As a woman, I can't enter this place. And Monkey King, look at him, don't frighten others."

Monkey King immediately echoed, "What White Lotus said makes sense!"

So Nezha was coaxed and deceived in this way, and then pushed and sent into the Wanxiang Pavilion.

After watching Nezha go in, Bai Lianhua teased, "Monkey King, why don't you go in yourself? You have 72 changes, you can go in as a human!"

But Sun Wukong said righteously, "My old grandson is a Buddhist, how could he go to the place of pink skeletons."

Bai Lianhua covered her mouth and snickered.She was wondering what kind of embarrassing scene it would be for Monkey King to enter?

In this way, they waited outside for a whole night.In the morning of early winter, the sky is bright and clear.The trees were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves from the westerly wind that had blown the night before.People coming and going on the street have already started to become lively, but Nezha has not come out yet.

The two of them felt vaguely uncomfortable.

"Let me go and have a look!" Bai Lianhua was very worried.

"No, let my grandson go!"

"But aren't you unwilling to go?" She didn't want to force him.

"But I'm even more worried if you go."

"Believe me!"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "Forget it, you keep this one, call my old grandson if you need anything!"

The white lotus took a look: a vellus hair.

Sun Wukong looked at the back of her going away, turned his head and disappeared without a trace.

☆, Wanxiang Pavilion is in distress

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