After seeing the mural on the wall, Yang Xuanzian became angry: "Master! So you knew about the pig demon early in the morning?"

"The master's name is Zhu Ganghye, and he is as ugly as a pig. He is a love breed... He is extremely infatuated with his wife, but his wife thinks he is ugly and having sex with a handsome man, and she conspired to kill him with a nine-tooth rake.

Beat him to death. His love turned into hatred and he accumulated resentment and became a demon. He vowed to kill all the women in the world who admire beautiful men."

"It turns out that he is also a pitiful person." Yang Xuanzian murmured: "Master, I can't face such a powerful monster. Why don't you take action?"

"Okay...but I've been very busy recently." The fat monk hesitated: "To deal with such a powerful monster, you must have the courage to find a king of kings who is more powerful than the monster. He may teach you how to conquer monsters.

road."

"Who is he?" Yang Xuanzian asked.

"That's Sun Wukong who was pinned down by the Buddha for five hundred years." The fat monk pointed out.

"Sun Wukong? Master! It's just a legend! No one has ever found him!" Yang Xuan said dissatisfied.

"It's actually very simple... you go to the foot of Wuzhi Mountain and find an old temple. There is a Buddha statue in front of the temple. It is 1,300 feet high and 256 feet wide. Sun Wukong is right there!" the master said firmly.

"Is it really that easy?" Yang Xuanzian asked curiously - if such a big Buddha statue was placed there, it would have been discovered by others.

"It's really that easy! Without further ado, let's get on our way!" The master pushed Yang Xuanbian out. Before leaving, he told him: "Also, that Sun Wukong is fierce and cunning, sinister and vicious, and has too much resentment. You have to be careful!

"

"Why should I ask him to help me?" Yang Xuanzian asked.

Why would such a big demon king help a mortal like him?

Based on his stylish hair? Do you think Sun Wukong is Wu Liuqi?

"With your wisdom... and this book..." The master took out another book "Three Hundred Children's Songs", Yang Xuanzian covered his face with his hands... This thing has no use!

Yang Xuanbian, who was deceived by his master, embarked on a journey to find Sun Wukong. He walked alone on a deserted mountain road carrying a lantern. The scene was not to mention too crowded.

As he was slowly moving forward, he suddenly stepped on a noose and hung him up.

"Ah..." Yang Xuanzian struggled hard but to no avail. He could only look at the armored chariot approaching him with horror on his face.

This armored chariot is as high as two stories high, and it looks very majestic at first sight. People who don’t have enough money can’t afford even the wheels, let alone such a chariot!

The chariot stopped, and four strange-looking people jumped out of the vehicle and tied up Yang Xuan. After a little man said a bird song, four people in a state of embarrassment were pulled out of the vehicle. One of them, Yang Xuan, was

I am particularly familiar with the funeral - Miss Duan!

There was a chain around her neck, and the most terrifying thing was that her hands were pierced by a steel nail! The Wuding Flying Ring was also put around the dwarf's neck... Her pretty face was covered with bloodstains.

He was tortured severely.

Yang Xuan was pushed in front of Miss Duan, who shook her head sadly at him. After hearing the strong man among the four grotesques say a bird song, the woman wearing a headscarf translated: "We are from

Those from the West who come to the Central Plains to fight monsters are bound to become famous. We are like an enemy country, killing the exorcists first before killing the monsters. No matter how strong your martial arts skills are, if you encounter us, you will be dead."

She walked up to a man coldly: "Are you an exorcist?"

The man trembled: "I'm not an exorcist..."

Canglanglang, the cold knife is unsheathed!

The man was chopped to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"You appear so late in a place filled with evil spirit, and you still say you're not an exorcist?" the woman said arrogantly.

She came to Yang Xuanzhan again: "You! Are you an exorcist?"

Yang Xuanzian was stunned and speechless for a long time - is he or is he not? That is a question!

"I..." Yang Xuanzhan was about to speak when he was interrupted by Duan Nuxia.

"Wait a moment!"

"He is here because of my husband-in-law. We just had a quarrel and I ran out and he came out to find me. Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! Really!" Miss Duan became more and more excited as she spoke: "He teaches music.

"

She turned to look at Xuan Zang: "Give her your...songbook!"

Yang Xuanzhan searched around and took out "Three Hundred Children's Songs" from his pocket. The woman in the headscarf took the "Three Hundred Children's Songs" and looked at the man next to her. After the two of them murmured for a long time, the woman said: "Okay.

! In order to prove that you are husband and wife, you can have your wedding here!"

Yang Xuan was once again dumbfounded, what the hell is going on?

Miss Duan and Yang Xuan were pushed to the ground, with swords placed on their necks, making them very dangerous.

"What are you going to do? What happened?" Yang Xuan asked in confusion.

The scarfed woman scolded: "Bridal chamber! Hurry up!"

Miss Duan pleaded: "The bridal chamber? Even if we are husband and wife, we can't have the bridal chamber in public!"

"I won't sleep with her until I die!" Yang Xuanzhan said, squeezing his neck.

Not to be outdone, Miss Duan said: "You are not willing to die? Do you think I am willing?"

The long-haired man slapped Miss Duan on the face, and Yang Xuanzian said quickly: "Don't hit her! Dong Dong Dong! I'll do it! I'll do it!"

The long-haired man slapped Yang Xuanbian several times, at which time the turbaned woman hurriedly urged: "Hurry up!"

Then she stabbed the "villager" next to her. The villager who was hit by the knife immediately began to bleed from the top of his head, as if he had high blood pressure, and the water poured out like a fountain.

"You guys are beasts!" Seeing the tragic deaths of innocent passers-by, Yang Xuan's eyes were splitting with anger: "You kill innocent people indiscriminately, you are too beasts!"

Miss Duan echoed and shouted: "They are just beasts! Come on! Take off your clothes!"

Yang Xuanzian raised his head and tore his shirt with tears streaming down his face while wailing in grief and indignation: "Nothing better than a pig or a dog! Come on!"

Miss Duan almost lost her joy. She rushed towards Yang Xuanzian: "I'm here to help you!"

Yang Xuanzian tilted his head and saw Miss Duan who had obviously had a steel nail pierced through her hand. She put her hands flexibly on his shoulders and the "steel nail" was also split into two.

Seeing that something was not going well, Miss Duan quickly put her hands together and put the steel nails back in place.

Yang Xuanzian looked at Miss Duan's hand while putting on his clothes. With a gentle tug, the steel nail "nailed" on Miss Duan's hand was removed.

The bearded brother beside him urged awkwardly: "Hey, hey, hey... stop playing, put it back... it's time for the bridal chamber."

"Are you in the same group?" Yang Xuanzian asked in a choked voice.

Seeing that the plan was exposed, Miss Duan stood up and said: "No more fun, no more fun, no more fun!"

The extra performers who were hacked to death stood up one after another, found the woman in the headscarf and shouted: "Give me money! Give me money!"

The brother who had just been chopped down and was bleeding profusely came over: "How was it? Did it go well?"

Duan Nuxia slapped Ya hard, causing him to continue to bleed: "Good luck! It's all because of you! Look at your blood spurting out like this!"

Brother Biao Xue looked sad, but his body was still bleeding profusely. Miss Duan jumped angrily: "You're still squirting! You're still squirting!"

"It's broken, it's broken...the machine is malfunctioning." Brother Biaoxue said helplessly.

Miss Duan was also tired: "You guys are useless!"

The five ghosts quickly knelt down on one knee and said, "Master of the village, calm down!"

"Fortress leader? What do you want?" Yang Xuanzian asked exhausted.

Miss Duan forced a smile on her face: "What else can you do? I am already yours!"

"Who are my people?" Yang Xuanzian looked confused.

"Have you forgotten that day...you kissed me and touched me again?" Miss Duan said weakly.

"What the hell? He kissed you and touched you?" Brother Beard quickly stood up and exclaimed.

"Shut up!" Miss Duan suppressed him back with the roar of the Hedong lion. Her gentleness was buried only by Yang Xuan.

"Master of the village, female knight... If I offended you that day, I apologize to you. I am actually an ordinary exorcist. I have my ideals. Our sect must live for great love, and the relationship between men and women

I haven't thought about my little love yet. Even if I tell you so much, you won't understand..." Yang Xuanzian said weakly, his confidence is very low now.

When Miss Duan saw Xuan Zan turning around to leave, she quickly said: "I am also an exorcist, I can understand."

"Just understand." Yang Xuanzian breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said.

"But I have a small ideal, that is, I can find a suitable husband, start a family with him, have a baby, and then live a simple life. That person is you..." Miss Duan confessed passionately.

Yang Xuanzhan's heart skipped a beat... What does this feel like? A feeling of heartbeat?

His face twitched, but he remembered that he was a disciple of the Lingshan Sect and his sect rules. He could only grit his teeth and said, "Crazy..."

Then Yang Xuanzian turned around and walked away, and the next moment he was caught in the neck by Muscle Brother's axe.

"Master! How to deal with him?" Brother Muscle asked.

Miss Duan raised her hand fiercely: "Take it away!"
Chapter completed!