"Ahead is Baihu Ridge, and Xiaohe Village is in Baihu Ridge."

After sleeping in the open for many days, Xiaoshan led the westbound team to a mountain ridge and pointed to the lush green trees in the ridge.

"Then hurry up." Xuanzang said: "After we send you back to the village, we have to hit the road."

"There's no need to be in such a hurry, right?"

Xiao Shan raised his eyes to look at the bright red clouds in the sky and the setting sun surrounded by countless clouds, and said softly: "It will get dark soon. It's not too late to stay in Xiaohe Village for one night and leave early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Master, it's dark and slippery, so it's not advisable to rush." ​​Zhu Bajie helped.

"Let's talk about it after we enter the village." Just when Xuanzang was hesitant, Qin Yao said calmly.

Xuanzang nodded silently: "That's fine."

Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief...

This damn fat pig has finally come in handy.

Half an hour later.

The last golden rim of the setting sun disappeared into the sky. Under the gusts of wind, Xiaoshan led the westbound team to the head of a village. Looking around, a group of strong men were playing and wrestling in the village. There was a cloth tent next to it in the blacksmith shop.

A blacksmith with a shirt on his upper body is forging with a hammer, and the crisp sound of forging echoes in the village, becoming the sound effect paired with this scene.

"It's quite lively..." Zhu Bajie said with emotion.

"What kind of festival is this happening?" Xuanzang looked sideways at Xiaoshan with a curious look on his face.

Xiaoshan shook his head: "I don't know either, I've never heard of wrestling activities in the village!"

Sun Wukong sniffed, and all that entered his nose was evil energy. Two balls of flames rolled out of his eyes. Looking around, he saw evil energy billowing, which was shocking.

"Where is your home?" Qin Yao asked.

"Third lane, fourth house." Xiaoshan said without hesitation.

Sun Wukong licked his lips and said quietly: "Do you know all the villagers here?"

"There are some that I know and some that I don't know," Xiao Shan responded.

"Who do you know? Point it out to me." Sun Wukong said again.

Zhu Bajie's eyes flashed, and he walked over and put his arms around Sun Wukong's shoulders: "Brother Monkey, why do you care about this? It's meaningless. Let's send Xiaoshan home quickly."

"Yes, yes." Xiao Shan nodded repeatedly and immediately quickened his pace: "I will take you to my home."

Everyone followed her as she walked into the village. After a moment, a child kicking a ball suddenly jumped out and hit Sun Wukong hard.

Sun Wukong had already discovered his presence, and when he came closer, he raised his right hand and pressed it on the opponent's forehead to stop him from jumping towards him.

Seeing that he could no longer move forward, the child fell backwards and hit the ground with the back of his head. His body twitched twice and then stopped moving.

After a moment, a stream of blood gushes out from the back of his head, forming a pool of blood.

The entire Westbound team, even Xiao Shan, was stunned and did not respond for a long time.

Qin Yao was the first person in the team to react. His cheek twitched violently when he saw a yellow-faced woman yelling and rushing toward her.

Well, this is a brand new version that has never been seen before.

I've seen people accidentally kill people, but the kid in front of me was too fragile.

Is the platelet count only 1?

"My child, my child."

Not far away, a yellow-faced woman knelt on the ground, holding her lifeless child in her arms, crying heartbreakingly and out of breath.

At the call of her cry, the strong man who was wrestling and every household nearby came over one after another, and surrounded the entire Westward Journey team in three circles inside and three outside.

"Who did this?" The blacksmith, whose body was full of muscles, held a hammer in his hand and looked at the Westward Journey team with fierce eyes.

Xuanzang tried his best to pour the remaining divine power in his body into his eyes, trying to see that these people were all monsters.

But he failed.

No matter how he looks at it, these people are still people, living people.

"Let me ask you, who did it? Did you do it?" The blacksmith raised his hammer and pointed it at Sun Wukong, asking with anger on his face.

Sun Wukong raised his hand to push away the hammer and said coldly: "Don't point the fucking hammer at me."

"Xuan Zang, get ready, it's almost time for your performance." At the same time, Qin Yao's voice suddenly sounded in Xuanzang's ears.

Xuanzang's heart moved. He glanced at him and then at Xiao Shan, who was at a loss. He secretly took a breath and silently brewed his emotions.

"Murderer!" the blacksmith cursed viciously: "Beast, you deserve to die."

Black veins popped out on Sun Wukong's forehead. Anger surged wildly in his heart, and he gradually clenched his fists.

"kill him."

"kill him!"

"kill!"

The crowd was excited, shouting and killing, and the strong murderous aura gathered together and stirred up in this area, making Xuanzang's hair stand on end, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"Bang."

The blacksmith swung out his hammer and hit Sun Wukong hard on the head.

Sun Wukong's head did not move, but the hammer was knocked away.

"court death!"

Sun Wukong's eyes quickly became bloodshot, he tilted his head, took out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel from his right hand to his right ear, raised his hand and threw it towards the blacksmith.

"Wukong, don't." Xuanzang was startled and cried out.

"boom."

The golden cudgel rotated at high speed, and one end hit the blacksmith's head. In an instant, the round head exploded like a watermelon, and the blood turned into blood mist and splashed together with the broken bones.

Xuanzang was dumbfounded.

The villagers were also stunned.

"I'll kill you." After a moment, a short man suddenly pulled out a dagger from his arms and strode towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong laughed ferociously, and with a thought, the golden cudgel that fell to the ground flew back, hitting the short man with a bang, and hit the furry monkey's hand with a cloud of blood mist.

"kill!"

The villagers were furious, their eyes filled with blood, and they rushed towards Sun Wukong desperately.

"No." Xuanzang rushed forward, trying to stop the massacre.

Unfortunately, when he tried his best to get closer, Sun Wukong had already started killing.

"My child, my child, why are you so bad..." Xuanzang clasped his hands together and suddenly sang to Sun Wukong.

When the song filled his ears like a magical sound, Sun Wukong danced uncontrollably, with an enchanting posture.

"Damn it." Sun Wukong was furious and roared in a muffled voice: "Shut up, you damn bald donkey."

Xuanzang remained unmoved and solemnly recited sutras.

At this time, Xiaoshan quietly came to Zhu Bajie and stretched out his hand to tug at the corner of his clothes.

Zhu Bajie looked back and saw a clear plea in the other person's eyes.

After hesitating again and again, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and moved behind Xuanzang, reaching out from behind to cover Xuanzang's mouth.

"Uh huh."

When Xuanzang's singing was stopped, the monkey immediately stopped dancing and roared in Xuanzang's direction.

Shaoqing, his body suddenly emitted black lights, which continued to grow in size under the black light, and finally turned into a terrifying giant ape several feet tall, full of ferocious aura and terrifying.

"Mr. Sun, calm down." Qin Yao held the empty sword box in his hands and slowly raised his body.

"Get away." Sun Wukong swung the golden cudgel, which had also grown countless times, and slammed it forward.

"Buzz..." Qin Yao pushed open the empty sword box and pointed to the sky with his fingers shaking. The nine flying swords flew flatly under the control of his mind power, and then shot straight into the sky.

"Ding, ding, ding." The golden cudgel knocked away the nine flying swords one after another, carrying a gust of evil wind and swinging towards Qin Yao's body.

Qin Yao made a seal with his hand, and his body escaped into the earth with a pop.

"Shua~"

The golden cudgel flew across the earth, and the powerful energy caused countless gaps to crack in the ground that was not in direct contact.

There was no blocking figure in front of him. Sun Wukong used his hands and feet to rush towards Xuanzang at high speed.

Sha Wujing instinctively wanted to stop him, and the fish-tooth shovels hanging on the cart were summoned.

At this time, Zhu Bajie suddenly shouted: "Lao Sha, have you lived enough?"

Sha Wujing, who was waiting for rescue, stopped for a moment and never lifted his head again.
To be continued...