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Su Yi kicked open the wooden door of a farmer's house, and sawdust flew everywhere.

The room was tidy and tidy, the man and the hostess maintained their previous posture, leaning on the back of the chair, a little boy of two or three years old, who was lying on the table at the moment, seemed to be asleep, and their family of three sat stiffly around a round wooden table.

There was a large bowl of soup on the table, as well as a few side dishes, apparently they were eating before they died.

Wukong carefully examined the corpse, and his golden eyes flashed: "Master, there are no external injuries on the deceased's body, not even wounds. It's like ...... It's like someone suddenly hooked their souls. ”

Zhu Bajie's face was full of horror: "There are ghosts, Master! It's not just this family, the old pig has just gone to the fate and entered several portals, all of which are like this." This...... The people in this village seem to have been snatched away by the ghosts!"

"Powerful ghosts?" Su Yi's face became solemn, and he kicked open many doors in a row, and the situation inside was the same.

Men, women, and children all died inexplicably, there was not a trace of a fight in the house, and there was not a single wound on the body of the deceased, but his life was gone.

Su Yi's face became colder and colder, such a large-scale bizarre death was definitely not human, there must be a demonic handicraft with superb mana.

"Wukong, you go to the underworld, find the souls of these people, I want to check their memories before they died. ”

Wukong is also related, such a large-scale massacre of men, women and children, this demon is really cruel, not to arrest him and bring him to justice, it is really ashamed of the common people.

"Bajie, go to the quicksand river with the teacher, there is your third junior brother, Sha Wujing. Maybe I can get some demonic news from his mouth. ”

The three soldiers of the master and apprentice divided into two routes, Wukong went to the underworld to investigate the cause of death of the villagers, while Su Yi and Bajie rushed to the quicksand river not far away to find out the news from the sand monk.

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Eight hundred miles of quicksand river waves are monstrous.

Bajie exerted his water nature, and a fierce man plunged into the bottom of the river.

Su Yi stood on a white stone on the shore, he had ordered the eight precepts in advance, and when he saw Wujing in person, he could not argue with him, only said that the monk who traveled to the west to learn scriptures was here, and Wujing would inevitably treat each other and go ashore with him.

The scene here is very distinct, white sand, black water!

The bottomless river of quicksand is like a zigzag black ribbon, winding around this white land, flowing forever.

A tea time passed, and the river flowed quietly and without movement. A stick of incense time has passed, and there is still no movement.

A black crow soared across the sky.

Su Yi waited for a long time, but there was no trace of Bajie, and he never saw Wujing out of the water, he was waiting anxiously, wandering back and forth on the shore.

At this moment, a monstrous wave rose from the river.

Bajie jumped out of the waves, and he seemed to be carrying a person behind him, his face was as cold as frost, and he no longer had the usual heartless smile.

"Master!" Bajie jumped down from mid-air, his lips seemed to tremble: "Senior Brother Sha...... Senior Brother Sha, he's dead!"

As he spoke, he untied the person behind him and put it down in front of Su Yi.

The corpse was tall, red-haired and blue-faced, with nine skulls hanging from its chest, and its face was still lifelike, but it was breathless.

"Wujing!" Su Yi suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

He reached out and touched the artery in the neck of the sand monk, but it stopped beating at all, and leaned over to listen to his chest, where the heart was already still.

"How could this be? How could Wujing die?"

Su Yi has no deep friendship with Sha Wujing in this world, to be exact, there is only one side, but in his previous life, he still liked this hard-working and determined apprentice.

To tell the truth, in the four-person group of scripture learning, except for Tang Seng and Sha Seng can be regarded as people with deep Buddha nature, Zhu Bajie is greedy like a pig, he is simply a monk of Hun , and Wukong is also too murderous and has no deep relationship with Buddhism.

In his subconscious, he has always regarded Sha Seng as one of the protagonists of Journey to the West. However, the protagonist does not die, and this iron law that cannot be broken is now overturned.

"Master!" Zhu Bajie was rare to be serious, and his face showed a sad look: "The junior brother is also uninjured, the old pig has checked it for him, and the ...... Those villagers, like them, died inexplicably. ”

"That's it. Su Yi clenched his fists at some point: "This matter will definitely be investigated for the teacher, and you will give an explanation to your junior brother and the whole village." ”

Calculating the time, Wukong has been in the underworld for a while.

The bodies of these villagers are well preserved, and they won't be dead for long, as long as the souls are summoned from the underworld, they may be able to save everyone.

Su Yi unfolded the spiritual link and transmitted a message to Wukong, asking him to find the souls of everyone, especially the soul of the sand monk.

Wukong received the order, he deliberately looked for the king of Hades and took the book of life and death to look at it carefully, and soon found out a fact, all the people in this village died in vain, and the life span in the book of life and death has not reached the deadline at all.

And after their deaths, their souls have not been brought into the underworld by black and white impermanence. In other words, there are a large number of dead people in the world who are not bound by Hades!

"Master, you and Bajie should also come to the underworld, Yan Jun here has some speculation about things. "Wukong's trip to the underworld is naturally not angry with those Hades judges.

There are no lives in a village, and if you say no, you don't have it, this is by no means a trivial matter.

Last time, he made a big fuss in the underworld and killed the king of Jizo, but in the end he was calculated by the ten halls of Yama and almost planted in the Senluo Palace.

The news came out under the stick, and finally under Wukong's repeated questioning, Yan Jun confided a shocking truth.

The six reincarnations shattered, and a small piece fell out of them, forming a vortex of its own, which contained deliberately unpredictable energy, attracting no less than 100,000 living souls.

It is likely that the souls of the old and young in that village were sucked into that whirlpool, so that they were freed from the shackles of the book of life and death, and the heavenly opportunity was not revealed.

When Su Yi and Bajie arrived at the underworld, all the ten halls of Yama came out to greet them, and they didn't dare to report the news of the shattering of reincarnation to the heavenly court.

......

Bajie, Wukong, and Su Yi stand before the six realms of reincarnation.

A milky white vortex swirls in the void, and one after another living souls pass through this place to reincarnate and die.

However, next to it, at some point, a small vortex was generated, this small vortex was bright red, and a tearing force emanated from it, even a monk with high mana like Su Yi had a sense of soul horror.

Wukong said, "This is it, Master. Senior Brother Sha and those villagers, the Eight Achievements were sucked into this new reincarnation. ”

Su Yi nodded, this matter is very involved, if reincarnation is unstable, the world will be unstable.

Whether it is for the sake of those villagers, or for the sake of the sand monks, or for the common people in the world, he must enter this place and find out.

"Wukong, Bajie, let's go with the teacher!"