[Journey to the West] I will send you to the west for my teacher!

The four of them spent a long night at the mountain gate of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

When he couldn't sleep and was bored, Long Xiaobai counted the scars on his body.

The whole night of chicken flying and dog jumping can be summed up: three big bumps on the head, four bruises on the arms, five red and swollen legs, several blue and purple spots on other private parts of the body, and the whole person took off his clothes like a spotted leopard.

The most ridiculous thing is that when she jumped off the roof, half of her buttocks were swollen from the fall, and now the two sides are not normal.Long Xiaobai felt angry, it might as well be swollen together, anyway, it still has the effect of raising the buttocks.

The sun rises.

When the first ray of the sun shone into Xiaoleiyin Temple, this Lingshan temple transformed by demon magic turned into flying ash in an instant, and the corpses of countless demon soldiers inside seemed to have never existed in this world.

"Let's go." Xuanzang said to the crowd after straightening the cassocks on his body.

Long Xiaobai nodded: "Master, do you want to ride a horse?"

"No," Xuanzang said in a low voice, "I want to take a walk."

"But your body..." Long Xiaobai was still a little worried when he thought of Xuanzang's confiscated mana.

Xuanzang walked past her side quickly, glanced at the corner of his eye, and raised his voice slightly, "I have been sealed with mana, not my physical strength."

Long Xiaobai pursed his mouth speechlessly, so he had no choice but to call Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha to set off on the road.

Zhu Bajie took up the task of scouting the road ahead temporarily. Because of Monkey King's departure, everyone was in a bad mood, and there was no leisure to make jokes. They didn't talk much along the way, and they were all thinking about their own thoughts silently.

In this way, they walked for another three days and two nights. In the evening, they passed a large field of a village. There was a big locust tree beside the field ridge. Four people can embrace.

Xuanzang looked around, stopped and said, "Let's rest here today."

Long Xiaobai looked up at the big tree. It had lush branches and leaves, and it could indeed provide shelter from the wind and rain. Besides, the weather was still a little hot, and the temperature at night was refreshing and pleasant. There was really no need to go into the village to bother the villagers.

After simply eating some of the remaining dry food, it was getting late again, and the four of them sat cross-legged under the tree and closed their eyes to rest their minds.

"Little Junior Sister, what are you thinking?" Seeing Long Xiaobai resting under a tree, Zhu Bajie quietly approached.

Long Xiaobai thought for a while, but didn't answer him.She was thinking about Guoguo, Sun Wukong, and Xuanzang's sealed magic power, but in fact, even if she thought about these things a hundred and eight thousand times, what was the use?Sun Wukong is right in saying that most of the time, she really can't do much.

Monk Sha leaned over and patted Zhu Bajie on the shoulder, pulled him by the collar and pulled him back to the original place and pressed him down: "Little junior sister is upset now, so don't make trouble."

Zhu Bajie groaned twice, blinked his round eyes, and said in disbelief, "I just went to talk to her because she was in a bad mood, lest she get sick."

Long Xiaobai didn't expect that Zhu Bajie would have such thoughts. The care and care in such a difficult time can be described as a gift of love in a timely manner. A smile was forced from the corner of his mouth: "I'm fine, brother don't worry."

Only then did Zhu Bajie sit down quietly on the spot, and Long Xiaobai closed her eyes again. Because of her mood, she hadn't slept well in the past few nights, and she felt very sleepy, so she could only try her best to get rid of distracting thoughts and fall asleep .

After sleeping in a daze for a while, it seemed that for an hour or two, Long Xiaobai suddenly felt that someone beside him pushed his shoulder twice.

"Junior Junior Sister, wake up quickly." Monk Sha's voice came from next to his ear, very weak.

Long Xiaobai almost thought he was dreaming, but the calls continued, Long Xiaobai finally managed to force himself to open his tired eyes, only to find that Xuanzang and the two senior brothers had already woken up. At this time, the three of them were all staring nervously not far away.

Long Xiaobai followed their gazes, and saw a few faint lights glowing in the distance between the ridges of the fields.

As these bright lights drifted closer and closer, Long Xiaobai's fine hairs blew up, and he asked with a trembling voice, "What are these...monsters?"

Zhu Bajie muttered in a low voice: "Junior sister, these are not demons."

Long Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief, it's fine if it's not a monster. Now that they are in a two-on-two situation, it would be too bad to meet so many monsters.

Xuanzang added: "It's a ghost."

Long Xiaobai: "..."

This is no better than monsters!No, it's even more terrifying, okay?

As we all know, things like ghosts are transformed from the essence of the dead left in the world. Ordinary ghosts do not have the transformation method of monsters, and generally maintain their appearance when they are dying. Even more frightening than monsters, with a pale face, eyes and tongue sticking out is considered good, if you meet someone who died in a miserable way, you will tremble for a long time just looking at it.

But on the other hand, ghosts are much easier to deal with than monsters, because ordinary ghosts can stay in the yang world for a very short time. Program discusses soup with Granny Meng, obediently waiting for reincarnation.Therefore, except for some fierce ghosts with deep obsessions, ordinary ghosts are not very lethal to people.

Even so, Long Xiaobai didn't want to face to face with these guys, so he closed his eyes and spent a long time building his mind before regaining his composure and continuing to look at the bright lights.

Amitabha, I have no grievances or enmities with you, please don't come to pester me, you can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me...

However, those few lights didn't seem to hear the thoughts from her soul at all, and they drifted closer and closer very persistently.

Long Xiaobai didn't dare to open his big eyes, he sat on the ground stiffly, and Xuanzang beside him also kept a meditating posture and didn't move.

There were voices drifting over from far and near, all weak and very sad.

An old voice said: "I will go down in two days, alas, I really don't want to go, my little grandson is not yet full moon."

Another woman said: "Old man Wang, you are good enough, just in time for the opening of the ghost market, many people will die before this good time! Later you go to the market to buy something that can communicate with the voice, You can also explain what you didn't finish to the juniors."

Another thin female voice said: "That's right, I also want to find someone who can pass on the message, give it to my dead ghost husband Tuotuomeng, and ask him to burn two more beautiful clothes for me, and when he was alive, he would button me. After I die, I want to be him properly."

Long Xiaobai listened to their chat with eyes closed, and finally understood where these ghosts came from.

In the countryside, villagers have always buried their graves in their own fields, hoping that the ancestors and ancestors will guard their homes and fields for the rest of their lives. It seems that these ghosts are all people who have just died in the village in recent days, and they were all buried together. In the fields of the village.

Several ghosts walked and chatted with lanterns, but they came straight to the big pagoda tree where Long Xiaobai was sitting. The female ghost in the lead stopped when she saw Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, and raised the lantern in her hand. Puzzled: "Are you?"

Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha looked at each other, thinking about how to answer in order to fool them.After all, these ghosts are ordinary ghosts, they will not pose a threat to them at all, and they will naturally go to the underworld to report later. According to the current situation, of course, if there is one thing that can be done, one thing will be less.

At this time, the old man Wang hunched his back and squeezed forward, looked carefully at the faces of Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, and said hoarsely: "I've heard that there are ghosts and ghosts in the ghost market, I think the two of you are going to the ghost market together Well, you guys are really early, is the door open?"

Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha were both taken aback, and then they could only nod their heads together.It seems that the old man Wang mistook them for monsters who were going to do business in the ghost market, and he was right, considering the weird looks of Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, there is a high possibility of being mistaken for monsters.

Several other female ghosts gathered around and pointed at Long Xiaobai and Xuanzang who were sitting on the ground calmly: "This man is so handsome! He is still alive! How did he sell it? I will tell you later." Go try it too."

"This woman looks average, her complexion is not very good, and she probably won't be able to sell for a high price."

Long Xiaobai complained in his heart with his eyes closed, if you suffer from insomnia for several nights, you probably look uglier than me!After thinking about it later, no, these people are ghosts, and their faces are already ugly.

There are countless weird and strange things in the ghost market. It is common for monsters to catch strangers and sell them in the ghost market. There are two ways to sell them. Whichever way you look at it, Xuanzang should be regarded as the top grade in it, no wonder those female ghosts were slobbering and said that he could be sold for a good price.

But... these ghosts just said the door?What door?

Could it be that the entrance to the ghost city is nearby?

Long Xiao immediately got goosebumps all over his body.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw the woman with a pale complexion raise her dead wood-like arm, pointing stiffly in Long Xiaobai's direction, with a flick of her finger——

"Move her away quickly, it's blocking the door."

Long Xiaobai: "..."

Everyone in the world says that the locust tree is a ghost tree, and it is the most haunted tree in the world, but Long Xiaobai never thought that the locust tree she was leaning against was the entrance to the ghost market in these ten miles and eight villages. What kind of luck is this? !

After a long time, I have been playing disco on other people's graves just now.

Zhu Bajie bent down and picked her up from the ground and put her on his back. Monk Sha carried Xuanzang on his back. Long Xiaobai hung his head upside down on Zhu Bajie's shoulder. have no choice.

When she enters the ghost market later, she is determined not to eat indiscriminately. With her unlucky temperament, the possibility of eating ashes with rice is extremely high.

Zhu Bajie's feet sank, and Long Xiaobai clearly felt that his footsteps were going down. In the pure darkness, there were only a few white lanterns leading the way.

After walking for about a stick of incense, there was a sudden noisy voice in front of him, and Long Xiaobai squinted his eyes to take a look.

A bizarre world was reflected in front of her eyes.