Broken temple door padlock.

The rest of my life is just going up the mountain, down the mountain, and up the mountain again.

It's a bit strange to say that a nest of extraordinary existences actually rely on iron locks to guard the door when they go out. I remember that when I was a blacksmith, I made it. It was made of ordinary brass and an exquisite lock core. It had no use.

The rags in the ruined temple are not as valuable as the locks.

Lock it and hide the key in a crack in the stone wall next to the door.

The rain stopped...

The light rain has begun to clear, and the water droplets have not yet fallen from the tips of the bamboo leaves.

The stone path in the secluded forest is slippery with moss.

The weird combination went down the mountain. The little stone carried a bookcase as high as him and jumped forward. The snake demon boy and the old Huixian were beside them as guardian spirit beasts. The white Yujun shoes with dragon horns and pointed ears did not get wet.

, the hunched monkey with bandy legs walked last.

Barren mountains and wild waters, farmers in the fields are worried.

Bai Yujun wondered why there was no exploitation by powerful people around Zhuquan Temple.

Incredible.

You must know that the fertile soil and paddy fields around the bamboo forest are cultivated by farmers. It is unreasonable. How can those greedy people who eat people's bones and suck their marrow be let go? Especially when the environment is comfortable and there are no evil spirits or practitioners to enslave, but there is not even a small landowner in sight.

The monkey seemed to have guessed that Bai was confused.

"Squeak, all the idiots in the field were dug up by Brother Iron Ball and ran away. I used the rest to make fertilizer. The crops are growing like monkeys."

"..."

Dealing with evil people can only make them more vicious. This is an eternal truth.

When you are far enough away from Zhuquan Temple, the world without shelter unfolds before your eyes.

hills.

The trio of Zhuquan Temple stood together.

The monkey squatted on the bluestone, put up a pergola with his hands, and looked around. He seemed to be carefully comparing the changes in the scene in front of him from before. He remembered that there was a peach forest in front of him, and the fragrant breeze was like Penglai for ten miles.

Bai Yujun looked quietly, her plain skirt swaying slightly in the wind, her hair covering her eyes, and she sighed softly.

"The woods are gone, and the mountain streams are gone..."

The black piles of scorched soil look even darker after being washed by the rain and soaked up with water. Fighting and fighting, the strong ones are extremely destructive. Without the constraints of heaven, they can completely indulge in whatever they want. If the mountain gods report it, the heavenly soldiers and generals will come to arrest them.

Those who violate the prohibition, haha ​​now.

Old Huixian walked forward without saying a word, the bags under his old and saggy eyes getting heavier.

I smelled a strong smell of rotting meat, very smelly.

The mother animal was burned to death. Before she died, she blocked the flames with her body to protect the cubs. The cubs lost protection and starved to death.

"Good..."

Old Huixian bent down and picked up the soil to bury the rotting corpse carefully.

The little stone and the snake demon boy followed the burial without saying a word and did not ask why.

Bai Yujun sighed.

It's better to dig out three shovels from the stock than dig the soil with your hands.

Then he and the monkey stood aside and watched silently. This was Lao Huixian's way. He would do it seriously. Maybe the three people with no strength could not go very far, but they could go the farthest and farthest...

For Bai Yujun, as a monkey, rotting after death is the destination of wild animals. He has long been accustomed to it and is better at burying villains.

Buried corpses.

Old Huixian sat cross-legged and chanted sutras for salvation...

There was no money to be made, but the old man was very serious. His rough hands were covered with dirt, and his fingernails were full of black dirt.

Looking dirty is cleaner than wearing gold.

"Take care of yourself."

Bai Yujun and Monkey nodded to take a step forward and left along the dry valley. After walking a long way and looking back, they could still see the rickety figure of old Huixian trying hard to do trivial things. He gave up, but he did not give up.

"Zhi, where are we going?"

"I want to visit Taoist Gate. I haven't visited Master for a long time. I miss him so much."

"Zhizhi, I will accompany you to Daomen. Do you want to ride a bicycle?"

"Let's walk slowly and take a look at the world."

"good."

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly, passing through abandoned villages and over desolate mountains.

Cross the river by stepping on stones.

The monkey has short legs and jumps flexibly to the rocks in the stream. He squats down and looks around, then continues to jump. He grabs a handful of stream water to drink, wets the monkey hair on his chin, jumps for a distance and looks back at a certain white, and then walks together. Occasionally, he crawls.

Go to a fruit tree to pick wild fruits and try them.

Bai Yujun, on the other hand, was dangling around as usual, leaving S-shaped footprints.

Original ecology, natural habits and too lazy to change.

"white."

"Um."

"How about you become the boss and rule the fairy world, just like in the Southern Wilderness Territory, and I'll help you kill your opponents."

"We'll see about it later. You know, I'm lazy."

The monkey took it seriously and nodded seriously.

The road is long, walk slowly...

The old stone bridge over the river collapsed, and wormwood grew from the cracks in the stones. Only half of the wall of the house across the bridge was left, and half of the old locust tree was left with charred wooden piles. Banditry, disaster, and ruin reminded Bai Yujun of the fight between gods and demons.

The world scene, now, those wisdoms have fulfilled their wishes.

During the journey, I encountered battles and fights in the mortal world.

Conquests in the Immortal Realm, either by direct action or by secret manipulation, even mortals cannot escape from working hard for their respective forces. Since three years ago, a whole generation of people have been missing in many places...

One dragon and one monkey walked through the bloody battlefield.

Stepping over corpses, blood mixed with soil made the sticky soles sticky.

Walking past the wounded begging for help, walking into the breached city gate, walking through the thick smoke, I was vaguely reminded of the apocalyptic war in heaven.

The smoke smells exactly the same.

The luxurious restaurant, burning with flames soaring into the sky, collapsed and fell into the pond. The flames mixed with water spray, and the wooden beams and columns rumbled into ruins.

Knife-wielding thugs plundered and committed all kinds of evil, creating a dark purgatory on earth.

The cultivating forces are just competing for territory, and the area to which the city belongs will provide the winning forces with resources, ores, elixirs, and indispensable labor.

The monkey picked up a piece of charcoal to light the pipe pot, took a sip, and squinted through the fireworks to see the chaos in the world.

"There is too much fertilizer and there is not enough land in the village..."

Can't control it.

A dragon or a monkey can meddle in many affairs. They can meddle today, but they can't meddle tomorrow. The secrets of heaven are chaotic and they can't see through the future. There's nothing they can do.

Bai Yujun felt that she had changed.

When he was going down the mountain, he would draw his sword to save a woman he had never met.

But the three-thousand-year-old self turned out to be indifferent. In reality, the ice rain awakened the little snake demon from back then.

He saved people, but was locked up in a small space and suppressed for two hundred years by eating his flesh and drinking his blood.

In fact, my heart is very complicated.

The tragedy in front of us can be solved with just a little bit of dragon power.

The real dragon's auspiciousness will dispel the evil spirits and bring good health after dispersing the dragon's power. It can guarantee peace and disaster for at least ten years, unless the practitioner takes action to destroy it. But if it really loses its original enthusiasm and is afraid of leaking its whereabouts, the real world will always be better than imagined.

Even more cruel, why bother asking for trouble.

Forget it, out of sight is out of mind, just walk away.

A dragon and a monkey wandered across the street, ignoring the thick smoke and just passing by.

After a while.

The plain-white figure suddenly stopped while walking.

"well……"

"squeak?"

"Brother Monkey, thank you for your hard work."

"Just a trivial matter."

Pulling out a bunch of monkey hair and blowing it gently, more than a hundred monkeys appeared, chattering and noisy, waving iron rods and jumping around in the ruins of the house. You couldn't hear the screams of the knife-wielding thugs, because they specialized in beating sap.
Chapter completed!