The Arcane Fusion involves the secret of immortality, information that is extremely secret, even within the Grim Reaper.

The people in the world who have mastered the mystery of fusion, in addition to the mysterious god Mishura, there is only one mother, of course, it is reasonable to infer that the mother of death will, then her close subordinates must have mastered some.

There are very few people who have mastered the fusion mysteries on the Yuan Qi Continent.

But in the Journey to the West plane, the talent and qualifications of the immortals and monsters here are extremely high. If the base number of gifted people is large enough, then the mastery of fusion mysteries will inevitably appear.

Reading through Journey to the West, Su Yi is very concerned about the wind of this yellow wind monster.

This kind of wind is said to be able to blow the darkness of the heavens and the earth, and is good at blowing ghosts and gods. Cracked rocks and cliffs are evil, and people are killed immediately.

This wind is not only a strong wind, a violent wind, but more importantly, it seems to have some kind of magical characteristics, blowing people's souls, and rolling people's lives is equivalent to child's play.

After being hit, with Wukong Tiangang Thirty-six Transformation Resurrection Technique, he couldn't heal his own eyes, if it wasn't for Su Yi who had just learned the mysteries of first-level life, the situation would be unimaginable.

......

Su Yi is going to find a place to settle down first, find out the news of this yellow wind monster, and then set out to find a place for Wukong.

Wukong's eyes have not fully recovered, he is supported by Bajie to drive the clouds, Su Yi sits on the white dragon, and the master and apprentice go towards Lichang County under the Huangfeng Ridge.

After a while, seeing the bustling bazaar, several people pressed the clouds and landed on the ground.

Wukong blinked his golden eyes, moistened his numb eyes with tears, and felt better, he said: "Master, Lao Sun is in this Lichang County, and he heard the news of the monster, so he went to the mountain to get him. Didn't think about it...... Alas. ”

Su Yi took a look.

I saw that the county market was crowded, selling vegetables, selling fish, bamboo baskets, dustpans and handmade products, rouge gouache used by big girls, hairpin cloth hats used by young men, and all kinds of goods were available.

These things are just common, but there is one thing that is also sold in this market, and Su Yi's pupils can't help shrinking.

It is a coffin made of sycamore wood or red pine wood, a white curtain with a bamboo pole to carry and flutter in the wind, with eight big characters on it, the price is fair, and the children are not bullied.

A boss with a ruddy face and a friendly face wearing a staff hat is greeting the guests warmly.

Men and women, old and young, who entered and exited his shop, covered their faces with their hands and wept with great compassion.

"Actually took the coffin to the market and sold it, this?" Zhu Bajie couldn't help but glance at his long mouth.

It is said that such unfortunate things are usually found in a corner where no one is around, and the boss is quietly doing the business of the dead, but how have you ever seen a coffin seller with melons, fruits, pears, peaches, and rouge gouache? Aren't you afraid of being contaminated with bad luck? And the business is still so good, it is really strange.

Right now.

Whew, Su Yi seemed to hear the sound of animals running on the ground not far away.

"Ahh

A little girl with a pigtail on her head, about four or five years old, seemed to have been hit by some kind of animal, suddenly screamed, stumbled under her feet, and fell to the ground.

Her delicate little hand is firmly grasping a string of sugar gourds at the moment, this sugar gourd is wrapped in a layer of golden sugar coating, and each hawthorn inside is full and round and bright, and people can't help but drool when they see it.

"Bad mouse, go away for me! This is Qin'er's sugar gourd!"

The little girl clung to one end of the sugar gourd, and at the other end, a mouse with shiny fur and as big as a rabbit was stretching out his long snout, biting the bamboo skewer of the sugar gourd, and would not let go!

A rat and a person fiercely competed for the string of sugar gourds, attracting everyone to watch.

"In broad daylight, Lang Lang, rats dare to go to the street to snatch children's snacks?"

Zhu Bajie angrily rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to kick the mouse away. Su Yi was also surprised and stepped forward to watch. Only Wukong let out a long sigh and blinked his eyes that were still numb, revealing an angry and angry expression.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman, carrying two taels of peach cakes and a box of rouge gouache, rushed forward, she separated the crowd, and saw her daughter grabbing sugar gourds with mice.

"Xiaoqin!" the woman screamed loudly: "Why are you so unbehaved, how dare you compete with Shejun for things? Let go quickly, my mother will buy you another sugar gourd!"

She screamed in a hurry, and went up to tear her daughter's arm and told her to stop fighting with the rat.

"No, I won't!" After being pulled by her mother, the girl named Xiaoqin showed an angry look in her eyes: "This is Qin'er's sugar gourd, why should you give it to this bad mouse?"

She was stubborn, and the more her mother pulled hard, the more she didn't let go, but lifted a little foot in embroidered shoes and kicked the big mouse.

Three times in a row, the rabbit-like rat chirped twice, with a look of resentment in its eyes, and shrunk its tail to run away.

"You kid, why are you so ignorant!" The middle-aged woman was so angry that she slapped the little girl in the face, making the child cry.

When the onlookers saw that the rat was leaving, they all retreated, making way for a passage two people wide to let the rat pass.

And after the rat was surrounded by everyone, he turned his head again, stared at everyone chirping and screaming, like a vicious dog that was angry, and when he left, he did not forget to bark twice, indicating that Lao Tzu would come back sooner or later to take revenge, let's see.

"This!" Seeing this situation, Zhu Bajie couldn't help grinning: "In broad daylight, the rats crossing the street are not shouted and beaten by everyone, but are used to being spoiled?

He hurried over, caught up with the rat in two or three steps, lifted his legs as thick as tree trunks, and struck the flying leg flat on the ground, like kicking a bamboo ball, and kicked the rat into the sky.

The rat screamed.

The force of this kick was so great that when it was kicked away, the whole body of the mouse was deformed. I expected to fly into the air, and then fall to the ground, and my life would be difficult to survive under a heavy fall.

When the onlookers saw this scene, their faces couldn't help but change greatly, and they surrounded Zhu Bajie like an enemy.

"Where did the monk come from, how could he be so bold and ...... How dare you hurt Shejun?"

"Sins are unforgivable, sins are unforgivable!"

"Let's quickly tie him up and send him to the Yamen for justice. Then ask the county magistrate, the lord, to quickly bring up the monk's pig's head and hand it over to the king of the mountain to atone for his sins!"

"That's right, you monk really killed me, if you don't die, I will die. Everyone shoulder to shoulder, catch this big-eared monk and take it to the county government to deal with it!"

The audience was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded by bear-sized pigs and Bajie. Hook hammer, hemp rope, and greet him vigorously.

"Rats crossing the street, but being worshiped as gods, it seems that this yellow wind blames the sins and is not clear. ”

Su Yi didn't look at everyone, raised his hand and touched the head of the crying flower little face Qin'er, while comforting her, wisps of memories were also read.