The ugly Bajie and the monkey couldn't help themselves, and shook with the shaking of the camel stele stone turtle;

"Brother Monkey!"

Choubajie held on to the edges and corners of the stele to stabilize his body, and turned his head to look at the monkey with a worried face;

"Squeak!"

The monkey turned into a streamer phantom, jumped to Choubajie's side in an instant, quickly stretched out a pair of furry monkey paws, hugged his thighs, and even the furry monkey tail was wrapped around his calves;

"Whew!"

The runes on the stone tablet and the patterns on the stone turtle converged together at great speed, turning into two clouds of hazy gray streamers, like arrows off the string, piercing the void at great speed, as fast as wind and lightning, in the blink of an eye, impartially submerging into the eyebrows of the ugly Bajie;

"Buzz!"

The position of the center of the eyebrows of the ugly Bajie bloomed with a hazy gray brilliance, like the third vertical eye of the ancient demon god, but it flashed away after a few breaths;

Ugly Bajie's consciousness was in a trance, and vaguely, he felt as if something had penetrated into his head, he subconsciously shook his head, and gradually sobered up;

In the sea of mud pills in the ugly Bajie, two clouds of hazy gray light floated quietly, like two gray stars, exuding mysterious and unpredictable fluctuations;

Faintly, through the hazy gray light, it seems to be seen that a painting scroll depicting black veins and a bamboo slip engraved with white runes loom in the hazy gray light;

There are two quaint characters on the picture scroll: River Map!

There are two quaint characters on the bamboo slips: Luoshu!

It's a pity that Ugly Bajie doesn't know anything about this;

"Buzz!"

In the shocked gaze of the ugly Bajie and the monkey, the stone turtle suddenly stopped shaking, quietly turned into powder, and collapsed, instantly submerged into the turbulent Huangquan Tianhe, and disappeared in the blink of an eye;

"Poof!"

Chou Bajie and the monkey fell into the Huangquan Tianhe as a matter of course, swept by the surging water, and involuntarily went down the river, drifting towards the unknown distance;

"Brother Monkey!"

Chou Bajie shouted anxiously, fluttering in the icy water of the Huangquan Tianhe, kicking his feet wildly, trying to stabilize his body, dancing with his hands, groping with all his might, trying to fish the monkey up;

"Squeak!"

A hazy golden light suddenly jumped out of the water and landed on the top of the ugly Bajie's head impartially;

"Gollum! ...”

Ugly Bajie's body was smashed and sunk by the force of the monkey's fall, and he involuntarily poured a few mouthfuls of cold water from the Huangquan Tianhe;

"Poof!"

The monkey suddenly jumped into the Huangquan Tianhe, grabbed the palm of the ugly Bajie, and swam quickly towards the shore;

"Poof! ... Ahem! ...”

A moment later, on the bank of the Yellow River, Chou Bajie fell to the ground on his back, his upper body was on the cold and damp sand, and his lower body was in the turbulent Huangquan Tianhe, he coughed violently while spraying water outward;

"Squeak!"

The monkey squatted next to the ugly Bajie, and a pair of flashing monkey eyes were full of worry;

"Whew!"

A gust of yin wind whistled by, like a ghost crying wolf, like a wandering ghost wandering around, laughing at the embarrassment of the ugly Bajie;

"Ahem! ... Brother Monkey! Let's go! If you don't go back, grandpa will definitely be angry! ”

After resting for a while, the ugly Bajie who had relieved himself struggled to turn over and get up, staggered to the sand, and bent down with difficulty to pick up the monkey;

"Squeak!"

The monkey nodded slightly, and obediently lay in the arms of Ugly Bajie, like an obedient and sensible child;

"Rustle! ...”

Choubajie staggered around, took advantage of the hazy moonlight, and chose a direction with his intuition, and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, leaving two lines of footprints of different shades on the soft sand;

Choubajie didn't seem to have a clear concept of time and place, and didn't realize that he had been far away from home, and had been away for a long time, and he walked forward in a daze with the thoughts of the old man in his heart;

Suddenly, a ball of fire lit up in the distance, Choubajie seemed to see hope, and his physically and mentally exhausted body, as if it had burst out of dormant potential, was instantly full of strength, and a pair of small feet staggered back and forth, quickly walking towards the firelight;

"Boom! ...”

The dry wood fire is burning, the flames are steaming, and the flames are soaring to the sky;

Chou Bajie approached the fire with the monkey in his arms, and he saw three people;

A white-haired old woman, dressed in black plain clothes, wrapped in a slightly rickety body, with a solemn look on her wrinkled old face, was fiddling with ingots candles, incense and money, and a large bundle of verdant willow branches beside her;

A middle-aged woman, dressed in burlap clothes, wrapped in a slightly obese body, with anxious eyes, a sad face, tears shining in her eyes, and a little boy of about seven or eight years old with a dull gaze in her arms;

The middle-aged woman turned her head when she heard the sound, glanced at Ugly Bajie with teary eyes, suddenly shocked, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and was suddenly startled by Ugly Bajie's ugly face, and suddenly looked back at the old woman;

"Granny Wang!"

The old woman Huo Ran looked up at the middle-aged woman, with a dissatisfied look on her face, and complained in a low voice in an unkind tone;

"Didn't I tell you, don't talk, why are you so disobedient, fortunately I haven't started casting spells yet, if I am interrupted by you while casting spells, don't say that your kid's soul can't be recovered, and I have to get my old life into it!"

The middle-aged woman was too frightened to speak, stretched out her hand and pointed at the ugly Bajie behind her, thinking that she was a wandering ghost;

The old woman looked in the direction pointed by the middle-aged woman, and a pair of old eyes suddenly shrank;

"Who are you?"

Ugly Bajie glanced at the middle-aged woman who was trembling, and finally looked at the old woman;

"Grandma! My name is Ugly Bajie! ”

The old woman's face suddenly showed a kind smile, and she looked amiable;

"This name is really worthy of the name, okay, child, you stand there obediently and don't move, no matter what you see or hear for a while, you are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to move, you must remember!"

Ugly Bajie nodded seriously;

"Hmmm! Grandmother! I know! ”

The old woman turned her head to look at the middle-aged woman, and the smile on her face disappeared in an instant;

"This is a person, not a ghost, just a child, look at what scares you, it's really useless!"

The middle-aged woman looked back at the ugly Bajie again, she was so frightened that she hugged the little boy in her arms tightly, her eyes were closed and she trembled, and she gritted her teeth and didn't dare to squeak again;

"Whew! ...”

The middle-aged woman's actions were fully seen by the old woman, so she couldn't help but shake her head slightly, and her sword fingers were carved on the soft sand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info