"What is that golden light?" Xuanzang asked with his eyes widened as Qin Yao flashed the light in front of a cliff.

Qin Yao silently released his right hand holding his shirt, looked back, and saw that the pig demon had not caught up with him, so he explained: "Backstage."

"What?" Xuanzang looked confused.

Qin Yao sighed: "In other words, backer, can you understand this word?"

"The words can be understood, but the current situation cannot be understood." Xuanzang said: "Who is protecting that pig demon, so that you start to run away the moment you see the golden light."

Qin Yao shook his head: "I don't know who it is, but what I know is that no matter who it is, it will be a being that is ten or a hundred times more terrifying than the pig demon.

Originally, when I heard you say on the road that Gaojiazhuang is a forbidden area for exorcists, with no entry or exit, I thought it was just the pig demon that was powerful.

Now it seems that this may not be the case, and perhaps this is the main reason why the pig demon has been doing evil in Gaojiazhuang for many years, but has always been safe and sound."

Xuanzang felt despair in his heart: "If not even you, who can subdue that pig demon?"

Qin Yao muttered: "You can go back and ask your master. He is a real expert and should be able to give you some advice."

"You have never met my master, how do you know he is an expert?" Xuanzang asked doubtfully.

"Your master asked you to come to me, which proves that he has an expert's vision." Qin Yao said without thinking.

Xuanzang: "..."

Is this a valid reason?

"How about you go back with me to see the master?" Xuanzang said sincerely after thinking for a moment.

Qin Yao shook his head: "It's not appropriate."

"What's wrong with it?" Xuanzang was puzzled.

Qin Yao smiled and said: "You are going home, and I am going to visit. Since it is a visit, there is no reason to come empty-handed. But if you are not empty-handed, I don't know what gift to give."

Xuanzang scratched his head and said: "Obviously it is a very simple matter, how come it has become so complicated for you?"

Qin Yao: "The simple thing is you, the complicated thing is society, there is no conflict."

Xuanzang: "..."

Qin Yao had no intention of telling him the reason in detail. He took out the sword box and popped out a flying sword, which rested on the cliff and sea of ​​clouds: "Let's go, go back to the small fishing village first."

Looking at the giant sword like a door panel, Xuanzang's stomach twitched instinctively and he retreated: "Can I change the way of travel? If it doesn't work, I can just walk back."

Looking at the long-haired monk with rejection written all over his face, Qin Yao waved, put the flying sword back into the sword box, raised his arms and waved his sleeves to form an auspicious cloud: "Let's go back on the clouds, I'll fly slower..."

Facts have proved that flying slower is useless.

Xuanzang seemed to be afraid of heights. As long as he was flying, it was okay for a few feet above the ground, but not more than three feet above the ground. He started to feel uncomfortable from his head to his stomach. He finally made it to the small fishing village and was still afraid after the clouds fell.

His face is like gold paper and his feet are weak.

"Vomit." As expected, he vomited again.

But this time I didn't vomit anything, just retching.

"There is something wrong with your constitution." Qin Yao stood beside him and said seriously.

Xuanzang endured the dizziness and stood up from the ground: "Maybe, I have never flown before. The previous flight with the sword was the first time in my life to rise into the sky."

Qin Yao hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not express his suspicion.

He deeply suspected that some people had placed a restriction in Xuanzang's soul, prohibiting him from turning on the flight mode. Therefore, the farther the other party's body was from the ground, the more severe the negative impact would be on his body.

This is to restrict Xuanzang’s freedom of flight through the “technical” level.

"No, it's too uncomfortable."

In front of the wooden house, Xuanzang took a deep breath and said with a pleading face: "Master Kong Kong, can I stay at your house for one night? I will leave early tomorrow morning."

Qin Yao nodded slightly: "Stay, wait until you feel better before setting off..."

Noon the next day.

Xuanzang trotted to a busy street and saw an unknown monk wearing a yellow monk's robe in front of a mural. He was about to speak, but his sharp eyes discovered that the painting on the wall was Gaojiazhuang - the pig demon is showing off his evil.

"Master, do you know everything?" Qin Yao's master's words echoed in Xuanzang's mind, and he raised his hand and pointed at the mural.

"What do I know?" the great monk asked.

Xuanzang came to the wall and knocked on the portrait of the pig demon: "Gaojiazhuang, the pig demon is showing off its evil ways."

"Oh... I do know this." The great monk said, "Don't you know?"

Xuanzang's cheek twitched: "What do I know?"

"The origin of the pig-gang hyena." The great monk replied.

Xuanzang reached out and patted his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "Master, how many things are you hiding from me?"

"How can I hide anything from you?" The great monk shook his head: "Have you ever asked me about Zhu Ganghye?"

Xuanzang: "..."

He didn't seem to have asked.

"I haven't asked you." Seeing that he was silent, the great monk Youyou said: "I know a lot of things, but I don't know what you want to know. You don't ask me what you want to know, how can you consider me hiding something?"

Where are you?"

Xuanzang admitted defeat again.

When it comes to using words to show off one's abilities, he is too far behind his master.

"Master, what is the origin of this pig-gang hyena, and what kind of backer is hidden behind him?"

"The past and present life of this pig is also very miserable." The great monk sighed: "In his previous life, he was a crazy lover. He was extremely lucky to marry a beautiful wife. Unexpectedly, she thought he was too ugly and secretly found her.

Not only did he not tell his lover, but he also teamed up with his lover to kill him. Faced with this kind of thing, Zhu Gangxi was naturally filled with resentment, so he turned into a demon and vowed to kill all the women in the world who admired beautiful men."

Xuanzang nodded and asked, "Where is his backer?"

The great monk pointed to the sky and said, "Do you understand?"

"There are so many gods and goddesses in the sky, what do I understand?" Xuanzang asked.

"Some things can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words." The great monk put down his finger and said with a smile: "But I know how to solve the problem of the pig demon."

"How to solve it?" Xuanzang asked quickly.

"Go to Wuzhishan and find Sun Wukong." The great monk said, "He is the king of demons, so he must know how to deal with the pig demon."

Xuanzang: "But I think no matter what we do, the first thing to deal with is the pig demon's backer, right? If we don't solve the problem of the pig demon's backer, even if we defeat the pig demon, we won't be able to kill him."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Great monk: "Why do you have to kill the pig demon? Isn't it good to subdue it?"

"Conquer?" Xuanzang vaguely caught a glimmer of inspiration.

The great monk nodded: "You are here to kill the pig demon, so his backer will appear. But if you can find a way to subdue the pig demon without destroying the life of the pig demon, then the backer may not be in trouble with you.

Yes. I asked you to find Sun Wukong for this method."

Xuanzang nodded: "Yes, I understand, Master."

"It's a long way to the Wuxing Mountain. I suggest you invite Mr. Kong Kong to go with you. Only in this way can you be safe." Not long after, the great monk sent Xuanzang out of the small courtyard and warned him carefully.

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"Your master regards me as a bodyguard." A few hours later, in the evening, when Xuanzang relayed the words of the great monk in the small fishing village, Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and said.

"He was just worried that something would happen to me." Xuanzang defended his master.

"Doesn't this mean the same thing?" Qin Yao looked surprised.

Xuanzang said sincerely: "It is better to say that I am a friend than a bodyguard. I treat you sincerely, so I am honest with you."

Qin Yao felt goosebumps rising, and he raised his palm: "Stop it, don't say any more, I will go on the road with you."

"Is it okay to walk?" Xuanzang said helplessly: "You also know that my body can't stand flying."

Qin Yao said: "I have no problem, just don't feel tired."

"No." Xuanzang took out the map given by his master from his arms and took Qin Yao on the road to Wuzhishan.

This walk lasted ten days and nights, and in the end, we didn't even finish half of the journey.

That night.

The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the cold wind is hunting.

Qin Yao built a bonfire in the mountain col, and the bright firelight illuminated his face.

Xuanzang sat by the bonfire, rubbing his cold hands, feeling his body being gradually warmed by the flames, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Why don't you try flying close to the ground tomorrow? Just walking with your legs is too slow." Qin Yao suggested.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Xuanzang asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "That's not true."

"Since there is no such thing, then just keep walking." Xuanzang said, "Walking is also practice."

Qin Yao laughed: "What are the benefits of this practice?"
To be continued...