All the way forward, Tang Sanzang rode on a horse, and when he had nothing to do, he carefully observed the scene on the side of the road. This is the main road from east to west in the east city of the black chicken country, belongs to the most prosperous area of the city, so that the holy monk all the way to see, unconsciously secretly in mind, although it is the war years at the moment, but the road is still sparse and sparse vendors are peddling goods, although it seems sparse and scattered, but still let Sanzang see the prosperous relics of the east city of the black chicken country in the peaceful era, and see that the people of the black chicken country are still full of infinite hope for the future of the black chicken country although they are in troubled times. The holy monk sat silently on his horse and sighed with pity, whether it is just or not, the unleashing of war will always bring pain and harm to the people, and peace is the hope of the people and the trend of the times. The people of the Wuji country, you can rest assured, due to the arrival of our Sanzang Army, the era of peace is not far from you.

The team traveled for a long time before finally coming to a desolate mountain col, but seeing the pine trees here and the sound of crows was long, Sanzang couldn't help but feel ominous, sighing, but sighing, this in the war years but still slightly prosperous Wuji Country Dongcheng, there is still this secluded place, it is really incredible.

I don't know if it's because of the singing, since he came to this desolate mountain forest, Prince Shaoguang's face became extremely gloomy, silent, Sanzang couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and he didn't bother to bother, so he had to be stuffy. So the crowd silently climbed up the stairs to the huge building halfway up the mountain. This long and winding mountain road should be rarely walked, the steps are covered with thick moss, making the road extremely difficult, eight soldiers carrying stretchers, slipping up step by step, so that Sanzang looked very uneasy, so they let them walk in front, and led the horse and the back of the Shaking Light Prince's Palace, helping to watch the way.

As everyone continued to climb, the building on the mountainside gradually became clear, it looked like a temple from a distance, Tang Sanzang patted his thigh, and suddenly realized, damn, this should be a temple, it is the Baolin Temple mentioned in the original book, and the soul of the king of Wuji was there to tell Xuanzang about his murder. Ya, only a building like a temple will be built on a high mountainside, so that people can look up and worship, just shake the light of the prince to take us here to do something, burn incense and worship the Buddha, look at this scene, this temple is afraid that the incense has already been cut off?

However, this temple does not look high, in fact, the steps on the mountain are stretching tactfully, not to mention two or three hundred steps, plus the moss road is slippery, so that Sanzang all the way, he does not feel that his legs are sore, sweating like pulp, if he didn't take into account his identity as a Tang monk, he would have been lying on the ground a long time ago, and he would not have left.

Gritting his teeth and insisting all the way, Tang Sanzang led the white horse, and with the support of the prince of Shaoguang, he finally walked the stone steps step by step, and walked into the decayed and dilapidated temple gate. As he expected, on the huge black plaque painted with gold above his head, there were five big characters written "Ejian Baolin Temple". Sanzang saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help sighing, I rely on, the Baolin Temple that was full of incense and pilgrims was weaving, how did it only take two hundred years to become so dilapidated and dilapidated, if it is really a time has passed, the world is unpredictable.

To Sanzang's expectations, in the decayed and dilapidated mountain gate of the Baolin Temple, it was actually a column of soldiers wearing armor who stood up to greet everyone. This column of soldiers is a strong physique, bear-waisted and tiger-backed, and is definitely an elite figure in the army.

Seeing that it was His Royal Highness the Prince, the soldiers with guarded faces stood solemnly with their hands down, and without saying a word, they all got out of the way, and let Prince Shaoguang lead everyone through the middle, and the scene looked a little solemn and weird.

Walking into the Daxiong Hall in the middle of Baolin Temple, unexpectedly, Tang Sanzang did not see the statue of the Buddha with kind eyebrows, and the dust accumulated on the decayed and dilapidated sandalwood table, and there was not even a candlestick incense case. This huge hall of the Great Mahavira was empty, pitch black, and the wind gusted, so that Tang Sanzang was in it, and he couldn't help but tremble, cold sweat trickled, as if he came to not be a Buddhist home, but the ghost domain that took people's lives.

Prince Shaoguang walked into the empty big house, groped in the dark corner and opened a door, and in an instant, in such a dim gap, a faint ray of light seeped out, illuminating most of the corner of the swarthy Grand Treasure Hall.

In such an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, a door that was uncovered from the endless darkness was as if a passage to hell had been opened in the yang world, revealing a strange and evil aura from the bones. Tang Sanzang glanced at it secretly, except for the uncertain and indifferent expression on the face of the Prince of Shaking Light, the eight soldiers behind him were also like himself, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Feeling the gust of wind on the back of his head, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but shrink his head, and said timidly: "Heh, this temple is really strange, there is not even half a Buddha statue, it is really an evil sect." ”

"I asked people to move out, the mud is like adobe, what's the use of keeping it?" Prince Shaoguang replied with an expressionless face.

Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "But if there is no Buddha statue in the temple, what can you put it?"

"Hmph, even if you put something else, you don't put that useless thing. I only heard Prince Shaoguang's deep tone and replied without hesitation.

"Why is this, could it be that His Royal Highness and the monk also have a festival?" Tang Sanzang glared, not knowing what to say.

"If the Buddha doesn't bless me, what's the use of wanting a Buddha?" Prince Shaoguang didn't seem to be willing to talk about this topic, and before Sanzang could speak, he pushed him into the door with a big wave of his hand, and said with a slight apology: "Holy monk, please stay here for a while, when the great sage comes to cooperate with me, I will let the holy monk come out, rest assured, shake the light and personally guard the battle in front of the door to ensure the safety of the holy monk." ”

The prince of Shaoguang had a strong palm, and he slapped Sanzang forward sharply, almost not vomiting blood. The holy monk staggered to stabilize his figure, and shouted scoldingly: "Damn, what's going on, it was fine just now, how can you say that you will turn your face, what is the difference between keeping me here and house arrest, Your Royal Highness the Prince, what do you mean?"