Journey to the West: The Evil Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 17

I only hate being in a hurry when I am busy, but I am too late when I am free.

Chen Xuanku sat in the circle, listening to the howling ghosts in the dark wind, drooling while drawing graceful curves with his staff, maybe he was too serious, a graceful figure appeared in front of his eyes.

I saw a wonderful person appearing and disappearing in the mist in the distance. Although I can't see her face, I can feel her ecstasy from a distance, because her slender waist is uncontrollable, her bones are weak, her snowy muscles are exposed, and her white clothes can't hide it. Can you not worry.

Chen Xuan saw that the wonderful person was about to disappear, but he was very anxious in his heart, thinking that he had been sitting in the circle for some time, and finally met someone who could talk about life, so he just gave up?

Not reconciled!

But what can he do if he is not reconciled, the wind is blowing and the yin is sluggish, but it is controlling his life.Even if he catches up in time, even if that lovely person has the same feelings, it's just the fragrant flowers lingering in the night, and the withered lamp shining brightly.

Chen Xuan saw that the wonderful man had been hidden in the mist, and regretted in his heart, how could fate be merciless, looking at the mud and dust marks in vain, he gritted his teeth, a restless heart that was difficult to calm down, and held the tin staff tightly Tight, suddenly thought of the phrase "Wear my cassock, you will not fall into reincarnation. Hold my tin staff, you will not be poisoned." So I stepped out of the circle, looking for the seal and chasing after it.

The evil yin is messing with the heart and poison, and there is no way to look back.

Chen Xuan searched for the seal for a long time, but he couldn't see the beautiful woman. When he looked back regretfully, he found that he couldn't tell the north from the south. I was about to give myself a slap, but I thought it was meaningless to be true to myself, and my mouth hurt, so I made a long-term plan.

He howled against the yin wind, and insisted on not being confused by the yin energy. He walked aimlessly for many hours. With some strength, I searched for the sound.

The hard work paid off, Chen Xuan finally came to the source of the sound, and saw a big river rushing, the color of the water turned yellow to turbid, and the course of the river course was not comparable in the world, because the water body had spirit, it flowed obliquely, and climbed to the sky at one end , Hidden in the void without falling, one end goes straight to the ground, hiding in the thick soil and only leaving a sound.

Seeing this wonderful scene, Chen Xuan was shocked. He was wondering why there was no river bed, and when the river was still able to carry itself, he heard ghosts wailing amidst the rushing water.

Looking at the sound, it turns out that there are a group of ghosts and lonely souls under the river bed. They are incomplete, and they are crying and wailing under the river one by one. The sad scene is sad, and some ghosts want to escape , but was pulled back by the prohibition in the river, and trampled on the group of resentful ghosts again.

"Gulu." Seeing this horrible and miserable scene, Chen Xuan quickly turned his head to the side, swallowed his saliva, and searched for the ghost city. The dead horse was treated as a living horse, so the current predicament is still caused by lust.

With persistence and remorse all the way, I walked all the way downstream along the big river. I didn't know how long I had been listening to the ghostly words, and finally saw the shadow of the city in the distance. , so he asked where the Yan Luo Palace was, and he would admit it even if he was about to be killed.

"Where is the little ghost, dare to wander outside the city? Could it be the ghost of mourning who escaped from Naiheqiao?" Just as Chen Xuan was approaching the city, three or four ghost soldiers suddenly floated in front of him and asked.

"The little monk is a guest invited by the king of Hades. He wandered here because he lost his way. I hope that the brothers of the ghost soldiers will guide me and send me to the hall of Yama. There will be good rewards." Chen Xuan saw these ghosts. Bing, with a smile on his face, did not expect auspicious people to have their own celestial features, even in the Netherworld.

After listening to Chen Xuan's words, several ghost soldiers frowned and were a little uncertain, so after a few people discussed it, one of them seemed to be the leader and said: "Since you are the guest of Hades, please take out your order to find out, don't you?" I want to entertain some of my brother's jobs."

"Um, I came in a hurry, and the ghost envoy didn't give me a warning, so please be lenient, and I will give you a good word when I arrive at the Hall of Yama." Chen Xuan heard what kind of warning he wanted, and he felt a sudden in his heart, thinking that he was indeed invited by the King of Yama. , and straightened his back.

Seeing Chen Xuan's appearance, the leader of the ghost soldiers was a little uncertain, so he discussed with several of his subordinates for a while, and when they looked back a few times, there was a cold light in their eyes occasionally.

"Old B, you say what this guy said is true or false."

"Lao Jia, among the lonely ghosts wandering outside, nine out of ten are fugitives, so what do you say?"

"Old B is right. According to my old C, it is better to lock it up and send it to the underworld to go to hell. Anyway, the King of Hades will deal with it in the same way. Sending it will be troublesome."

"Yes, yes, yes, the brothers have to go to the widow's village to have fun, so don't delay."

"Okay, old Ding, keep your mouth shut, the higher-ups will strictly check."

Seeing a few guys whispering, Chen Xuan's eyes flickered coldly from time to time, and he said in his heart that his voice was broken, thinking that he should escape first.

"Big soldiers are still busy with their own work, and Yan Luodian is still looking for himself, so I will leave first." Chen Xuan turned around and ran away with his tin staff.

"Where to go, Lao Ding, you are fast, and first limit him." The leader of the ghost soldier grabbed Lao Ding and threw it at Chen Xuan, only to see Lao Ding's cannonballs shot towards him.

"Boy, you can't escape." Lao Ding sneered, and flew to Chen Xuan.

"Fuck you, you can't escape." Hearing the crisis behind him, Chen Xuan felt ruthless in his heart, turned his head and hit the old Ding with a stick, and sent him back to the arms of the leader of the ghost soldier.

"Oh, boy, don't get caught by me, or I'll see how the old man will concoct you." Lao Ding was supported by several colleagues, looked at Chen Xuan's back, recovered his state, got up and immediately chased after him.

The remaining ghost soldiers looked at each other and followed suit.

"Paralysis is caused by lust. Before we got eight sedan chairs, ghost soldiers arrested them instead." Chen Xuan ran wildly, listening to the yelling behind him, he didn't dare to look back at the city, and only hoped that the monkey would find it soon.

Running and running, Chen Xuan gradually became tired, but he didn't dare to turn his head back, because all the ghost soldiers had fucked him, and if he surrendered at this time, his life would be in danger.

While fleeing up the big river, Chen Xuan faintly heard some noises in the corner of the river bank, the voice seemed to be calling himself, but because of the noise of the river water and the howling ghosts, he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Boy, let's see how you escape, and wait for the eighteenth floor of hell to suffer one by one, haha." Old Ding was overjoyed when he saw Chen Xuan actually going to Huangquanshui. Chance does that good.

"Old Ding, just drive him to the water's edge, don't get too close, and risk your own life, you must know that those resentful spirits don't know whether you are on duty or not." The leader of the ghost soldiers saw that Lao Ding followed Chen Xuan chased towards the river, and couldn't help but reminded.

"Lao Jia, I understand that those resentful spirits are powerful, so don't worry about them." Lao Ding smiled nonchalantly after listening to the reminder, and when he looked at Chen Xuan's back, his eyes became more ruthless.

Hearing the shouting from behind, Chen Xuan also knew that the river spirit was terrifying, but at this moment he couldn't help but choose, so he gritted his teeth immediately, jumped down a slope, and searched for the calling place.

"Little monk, this way, this way."

Chen Xuan slid down the slope, and only then did he hear the sound clearly. It turned out that the sound came from a dead grass. He thought that there would be chasing soldiers behind him, and the ghost road in front of him, so he hardened his heart again, and tightened his tin stick tightly. Pull the pile of weeds to find.

"Little monk, this way, this way." Suddenly, a hand was stretched out from the grass, waving at Chen Xuan, as if signaling him to hurry over and hide.

(ps: I finally know why I can't reply. It turns out that I don't have enough experience to speak. So thank you for your support here.)
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