"What do you understand! I made a conclusion after careful consideration of Bajie."

Sun Wukong tsk his mouth and said, "You are still thinking carefully? You can prove that there are evil spirits in Xuan County by just talking about it? It's simply superficial."

"That's right." Zhu Bajie nodded in confusion, then said, "If you have it, you can take care of it, I'm willing to do it."

Sun Wukong looked suspicious, like the cloudy day in the night, and Ce, with a dark heart and a dark face, asked: "Tang Xuanzang, right?"

“That’s right.”

"We all don't believe this and say it out of thin air. If we want us to believe you, we have to prove it."

"My little brother is right. I just calculated that tomorrow night, the evil spirit will stay in the deserted temple east of the county town. If you don't believe it and want to see it, then go with me tomorrow night, can you?"

"Okay, that's it. Then where can I find you?"

Tang Xuanzang cleaned up his guys, wanted to walk to the north of Caishikou, walked a long way, and shouted: "Look for me at the bamboo house seven miles away from Daodong North Street."

Zhu Bajie told Sun Wukong with interest.

"You're going?"

"Of course, really. Why? Do you want to go too?"

"I think this matter is very strange, and I also want to consecrate it."

"Do you dare?"

"What are you saying? Bajie, I am a talented and courageous, and I am proficient in all kinds of martial arts and kitchen knives. I dare not? A joke!"

Sun Wukong walked far away while Zhu Bajie was talking loudly, and then shouted loudly:

"At midnight tomorrow, we will gather in the bamboo house of Xuanzang of Tang."

"See you."

...

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie came to Tang Xuanzang's bamboo house as promised.

The bamboo house is very simple to arrange, a table that is less than half a meter wide and less than half a meter long.

A three-legged chair.

There was only an altar in the corner of the west wall of the main hall. There was no incense on the altar, nor did it burn wax. It was just a statue of the god covered by several large leaves.

Zhu Bajie came to the back of the bamboo house with a clumsy hands and feet. At first glance, he saw the mounds of different sizes. After asking carefully, he realized that it was a cemetery. Zhu Bajie, who had always been brave, was so scared that he retreated back into the bamboo house.

Tang Xuanzang took a few stones that looked like pig's blood, folded a few willow branches directly south of the bamboo house, then wrapped them in a piece of worn-out cloth, and whispered a few words, and carried them behind him.

"I'm all ready, let's go to the deserted temple together."

Zhu Bajie walked around Tang Xuanzang for a few times, looking confused, and then said, "Is this little thing enough? Do you bring more? If there is really any evil spirit, it's easy to defend yourself, right?"

Tang Xuanzang smiled and said, "Didn't Bajie say that he didn't believe in evil spirits the day before yesterday? What's the matter with how many things he brought?"

Zhu Bajie said, "Didn't I say that if Bajie, what do you want to do?"

Sun Wukong also walked to the place where Tang Xuanzang broke the willow branches and folded a few pieces, and tied them to his body.

When Zhu Bajie saw Sun Wukong like this, he also folded a few willow branches and tied them to his body according to his method.

When Tang Xuanzang saw it, he smiled knowingly and said, "It's useless, okay, let's hurry to the deserted temple before it arrives."

Sun Wukong secretly broke a few willow branches and said, "Okay!" As he said that, he patted Zhu Bajie's head and said, "Go away, go away."

When Zhu Bajie saw Sun Wukong walking very fast, he called out, "Poor scholar, slow down, wait for me, Bajie."

In the night, Sun Wukong and the other two walked towards the deserted temple.

As he walked, Sun Wukong asked Tang Xuanzang and said, "How many doubts do I have in my heart?"

Because Tang Xuanzang took a few steps to pick up a stone, Sun Wukong became more suspicious.

Tang Xuanzang replied: "Prince Sun, please tell me if you have any doubts."

Sun Wukong said: "I want to..."

Before he could say that Zhu Bajie snatched Sun Wukong's words and said, "Scholar just wants to know why you took a few steps to pick up a stone."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes at Zhu Bajie and said, "Little Sizi is right."

Tang Xuanzang bent down and picked up a stone, and smiled and said, "This is just a little bit of the habit."

Sun Wukong asked in confusion: "Who else has this kind of habit?"

Zhu Bajie asked Sun Wukong, "What is this kind of hobby? What does hobby mean?"

Sun Wukong said helplessly: "Host is a hobby. Tang Xuanzang's hobby, do you understand?"

Zhu Bajie asked: "What kind of hobbies is Tang Xuanzang's hobbies?"

Sun Wukong said helplessly: "Tang Xuanzang's hobby is to pick up stones, and picking up stones is Tang Xuanzang's hobby."

Zhu Bajie suddenly realized the exaggerated expression and movements, saying, "Oh, I understand, the meaning of being a hobby is Tang Xuanzang picking up stones."

Sun Wukong was helpless and nodded in a daze.

Zhu Bajie was extremely excited and shouted loudly to Tang Xuanzang who was walking in front: "Tang Xuanzang, you are such a great person who is Tang Xuanzang who is picking up stones. Tang Xuanzang will pick up stones in the future. I will also have Tang Xuanzang picking up stones in the future." After that, he smiled foolishly at Sun Wukong.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong stayed silent without any expression

Arriving at a wasteland, Tang Xuanzang stopped.

The moonlight here is desolate, and there are a few scattered bird calls from time to time.

Tang Xuanzang walked a few steps quickly and said loudly: "It's here, the mountains are surrounded by mountains and water, and the temple is in the north. It's a place of evil spirits."

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie looked puzzled and circled around the wasteland.

Sun Wukong asked Tang Xuanzang in confusion: "The deserted temple has arrived?"

Tang Xuanzang took out the Yin-Yang Sun Pan from his arms, gestured and said, "That's right, this is a deserted temple."

Sun Wukong pointed to the wasteland where there were only weeds and said helplessly: "Is this a wasteland temple?"

Tang Xuanzang nodded affirmatively and said, "This is the deserted temple."

Sun Wukong looked disbelief and corrected again: "Is this the desolate temple?"

Tang Xuanzang nodded and said, "This is the deserted temple."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong laughed and said, "What absurd temple? I think you are absurd. It's obviously a piece of open space full of weeds. When we eat shit, little son, let's go back, this old guy is playing with us."

Zhu Bajie shouted, "Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!" As he said, several consecutive dramatic moves, "The stinky Taoist dares to play with us, let's see how I play with you." He grabbed Tang Xuanzang's collar and looked angry.

Tang Xuanzang was calm and said calmly: "Don't be angry, please listen to the explanation below?"

Zhu Bajie glanced at Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong signaled him to let go of Tang Xuanzang.

Sun Wukong said: "Speak quickly, let us know clearly and spare you if you don't know. Humph—" he signaled Zhu Bajie and said: "Little Sizi, what are you talking about?"

Zhu Bajie said with a vicious face, "Hmph, if you can't explain clearly, you will spare us."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes at Zhu Bajie helplessly and said to Tang Xuanzang: "Anyway, you have to explain it to us today."

Tang Xuanzang asked carefully: "Two brothers, is it my turn to say something, my words?"

Zhu Bajie whispered to Sun Wukong: "Is this Tang Xuanzang okay? Is it something?"

Sun Wukong said helplessly: "Don't you think your almond-like brain and a watermelon-sized head are a bit of a waste of material?"

Zhu Bajie looked puzzled.

Sun Wukong said, "I'm afraid of you, can I eat it?"

Zhu Bajie asked curiously: "Is it something? Is it delicious?"
Chapter completed!