Su Yi looked at it and saw Zhu Bajie jumping in the field, stepping on the big feet here and there in the field, with a proud look on his face.

He pointed to the farmer who was ploughing the land and said, "I said, how do you villagers do it? Do you know what it means to cultivate the land?"

He pointed to the iron plough that the farmer had pushed and pulled: "The plow is not even three inches deep into the ground, are you plowing the land, or are you tickling the ground?"

Su Yi, Wukong and others saw Bajie shouting there, and they also rushed over to watch.

I saw that the farmer who was reprimanded by Bajie was also honest, with his head bowed and blushing, and he repeatedly said yes to Bajie's reprimand, I don't know if he was afraid of Bajie's force, or because what he said was really reasonable.

Bajie picked up his nail rake and smashed it into the soil with a snort, and the rake head was all submerged, looking like it was six or seven inches deep into the ground.

"Bah!" he spat twice in the palm of his hand, pressed the handle of the rake with all his strength, and slowly dragged it back, and a deep mark appeared on the fertile black earth.

This plow mark is straight and deep, more beautiful than a plough ox!

Zhu Bajie was obviously very satisfied with his masterpiece, and said proudly: "See, if you want to have a good harvest, you have to plow deeply, so that you can plant melons and get melons, and plant beans and get beans." Like you just did, you save effort when you plow, and you can only eat soil when you harvest!"

When he was in Gao Laozhuang, he did not work in the field, he had great strength, good farm tools, and was willing to bear hardships and stand hard work, and he was a good way of growing crops.

Although I am a monk now, I have not pulled down the ability to grow crops, and when I came to this small mountain village today, I was angry when I saw these men who planted crops.

In his opinion, the agronomic level of these people is too low, and they don't even understand the truth of deep ploughing, how can they grow good crops?

And there are more than one family that doesn't understand this truth, looking at the past, there are thousands of acres of fertile land, and the people who work in the fields seem to be scratching the land in their boots, and they don't go deep at all.

When Su Yi heard this, his heart couldn't help but move, his eyes flashed, and then he recovered as before, and quietly reprimanded Bajie: "Bajie don't point fingers, you must know that one side of the water and soil raises one person, and your means of farming in Gao Laozhuang may not work if you put it here." Do you still need you to teach you how to farm the land?"

While reprimanding Bajie, he quietly gave Wukong a look, Wukong understood, grabbed Zhu Bajie's ear with his hand, and caught him out of the field.

Zhu Bajie was still unconvinced, yelling and shouting, complaining that the master didn't understand the market, looking at it like that, he was quite confident in his farming methods.

Su Yi's face was ashamed, and he apologized to the peasant couple for Bajie. The peasant couple was very simple, and waved their hands again and again, without any sense of blame.

Twilight is approaching and night is falling.

The four of them stayed overnight at the farmer's couple's house, waiting for the sun to rise tomorrow before they got back on the road.

......

In the night, all the people slept.

Wukong breathes evenly, Wujing snores slightly, and Bajie snores like thunder, almost knocking the roof down.

Su Yi, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his bright eyes, he glanced around, and after finding that there was no vision, a golden lotus appeared in his hand.

"Long!" Su Yi called out softly, 'long', and the golden lotus emitted infinite light, from a palm-sized flower, quickly to the size of a basin, and from the size of a basin, to a sharp increase, and even filled the entire room.

The golden lotus was large enough to a certain extent, and suddenly the whole vibrated and scattered into countless golden lotus petals, flying and floating on the four walls.

After absorbing the golden lotus petals, the whole room flashed with golden light, and then calmed down.

"Master. At this moment, Wukong sat up from the bed, looking at Su Yi with golden eyes, there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes, obviously he hadn't fallen asleep just now.

"Goku. Su Yi glanced at Wukong, and there seemed to be a worried look in his eyes: "I have used the merit golden lotus to form an enchantment to protect this room, no matter whether it is a god or a demon, no one outside can peep at us, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it......

Wukong nodded, he and Su Yi had the same mind, and he was the first to understand the intention: "You said that all the people in this village are not human? ”

Su Yi also nodded: "Yes, they are indeed not people, not only you, even teachers can't see through their true colors." However, I have reason to be sure that the indigenous villagers here are already ......."

"You're saying that all the people in this village are dead?" Goku looked shocked.

"Yes, I think it's dead. Su Yi seemed to have sadness in his eyes.

......

In the spatial enchantment formed by the Golden Lotus of Merit, the master and apprentice answered each other with a clear heart, analyzing what they saw and heard today.

Su Yi rolled up his sleeves, picked up a cup of tea and put it to his mouth to sip: "The demons should have invaded, but the villagers were not rescued, and no one came to rescue them." The harmonious and happy scene of the villagers seen today is all fake, and even the one on Wanshou Mountain is afraid that something is wrong. ”

"The one on Wanshou Mountain?" you mean Zhen Yuanzi, he also ......," Wukong looked surprised.

Su Yi nodded: "I'm afraid that something has gone wrong, otherwise, with Zhen Yuanzi's ability and temper, it will never be possible to allow the demons to run rampant on their own territory." ”

Wukong's brows furrowed: "Everything you just said should be just an inference, right?

Su Yi put the teacup on the table and nodded slightly: "The evidence you asked is also the reason why the teacher told you to get up." Now you use the invisibility method to go out, and then go to the field where the Eight Commandments plough the land during the day. There should be something three feet underground, dug for the teacher. ”

"Is there something underground?" Wukong couldn't help but be shocked when he heard Su Yi's words, it turned out that the master did not intend to reprimand Bajie during the day, but found clues from it, and he didn't want to startle the snake.

He didn't say much, he really used the stealth method, quietly walked out of this room, and went out of the field one by one, where Bajie had cultivated during the day.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Su Yi still drinks tea and pours himself up.

At this moment, a small bee passed through the crack in the door, buzzed in, and arrived in front of Su Yi, trembling all over, and a hairy monkey appeared in the tremble, it was Wukong.

"Master!" Wukong's face was solemn, his fists were clenched, his joints turned white, and then he gently opened a package and showed the contents to Su Yi.

It was a neatly stacked bundle of skin, yellowish, soft and weighty, apparently only after a short time to peel off, and the moisture had not yet evaporated.

"It is. Su Yi's eyes widened suddenly, although he had expected it, but after seeing these things, he felt that his heart was still skipping a beat.

Wukong seemed extremely grief-stricken, and his voice was a little choked: "You're right, Master, the villagers of this village are indeed all dead, and now they only have these skins left. ”