"Grandma, what do you mean? What kind of organ? You can go after you explain it!" Wushuang roared in the cold wind, but it was destined that Mo Xiaoqi was not a person of the same world as him, and she would never be able to express the message she wanted to express in spoken words. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, there was a humming and chirping movement in the small courtyard of the Yellow Temple, and Agudammu woke up.

"Ouch, why the is this like it's falling apart? Oh? Why did I get out there? When did I get sleepwalking?"

Immediately after, the other brothers also woke up one after another, and they all dragged a very thin silver thread behind their heads, and if they didn't look closely, they would have thought that they had grown a white hair.

"Where are you, sir?" called Agudam.

"Agudam, I'm outside, open the door for me!"

Agudammu opened the courtyard door and welcomed Ma Ya in.

"What about our master, he is in danger, go and save him!" Ma Ya didn't know what was happening in the temple, thinking that Wushuang was fighting with the demon monk now.

"No, I'm fine. You all pull the extra hair off the back of your head and look at each other, silver!" Wushuang ignored them again, turned around and went back to the meditation room and fell asleep.

"Brother, what the hell happened just now......? What about the demon monk?" asked Ma Ya chattering.

"Sleep, sleep, tired! I don't know who we are tossing and whom? Who is protecting whom! I'll tell you more about it tomorrow morning. Wushuang covered his head with a blanket and didn't want to say a word.

"Oh, what are you sleeping, tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Wushuang had no choice but to tell Ma Ya about the rescue of his grandmother Mo Xiaoqi just now.

"Mechanism?" Ma Ya blinked and her eyes widened.

"Yes, she only wrote these two words and turned away, and I don't know what it means. Do you mean that there is a mechanism in this Yellow Temple?"

Ma Ya couldn't understand it, not only did she not know the mystery of these two words, but even the ancient book of thieves left by Yin Yang Xuandao didn't mention anything about the organ door, let alone the puppet skill of the organ gate.

This organ acted very strangely, and neither Yin Yang Xuandao nor Wu Gongyao could understand the subtleties of the puppet gong back then. How can a few silver threads control people's souls and make living people become puppets of the He family?

"Brother, I think there are too many things happening on the grassland, one case after another has been bumped into by us, I'm afraid it is not something we can solve, I advise you to turn around and go home immediately. It's best to bring the third master and the second master Ma with you...... She. Ma Ya was embarrassed to say Lan Caidie's name directly, if it wasn't for her own powerlessness, she wouldn't want Lan Caidie to protect Wushuang. But then again, she now knows why Lan Caidie's status by Wushuang's side is not something she can shake. She will never be able to play the role of Blue Butterfly.

This time she went deep into Horqin, and all the crises she encountered, which time didn't Wushuang help her get out of danger? Not only did she fail to protect her sweetheart, but she became a burden to Wushuang herself. If it's a blue butterfly, maybe it's different.

"The plan remains the same!The sandstorm has stopped and headed for the Desert of Death!Alright, that's it, sleep!" Wushuang fell asleep.

Stupefied...... Hazy ...... Shadow Shadow ......

At the beginning of the period, I could clearly hear the movement of several brothers outside the meditation room, and Ma Ya lay beside him and whispered in a dream. Slowly all the sounds died away, and the whole world fell asleep again.

Gradually, the sound of the whirring wind and the gradual cry came from Wushuang's ears, and the cry was mixed with the sorrow of compassion, which was both peaceful and reluctant, as if he was crying about the sorrow of his life.

"Who ......" Wushuang wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that he had released a single word, and it was as if something was blocked in his throat.

He shook his head and sat up in a daze, and it was gray outside, and there was no one in sight. Could it be that something happened to the brothers again?

The cry flickered far and near, and it could be heard by an old man who had gone through vicissitudes. Wushuang followed the cry and looked for it in the delivery room, it was impossible to hide a big living person in a palm-sized place, but listening to this cry, it was as if the person was in the house, very close to him, and sometimes he felt that the cry was very far away, like on the vast prairie.

"Son, go!" said the old man.

Wushuang was sure that the sound must be enough to be in the room. Could it be that something has come up to Ma Ya's body and is talking to herself through her flesh?

"It's back, you go!" the old man repeated!

"Where am I going, who are you?" asked Wushuang in his heart.

"Obedient, you are no match for it, get out of Sain Mountain quickly. After the old man said this, his voice gradually blurred, and the voice became farther and farther away.

"Hey, don't rob, don't rob, the master hasn't eaten yet, are you like this? It's dawn, won't you just get another one? Don't be embarrassed in front of the master and the horse girl." Outside the meditation room, the voice of Agudamu was heard, and after a while, the morning chirping of birds came from outside the mountain.

Wushuang opened her eyes and touched her side, Ma Ya was sleeping next to her, she was breathing evenly, wheezing evenly, and seemed to be sleeping soundly. It was dawn, and everything last night was like a dream.

Who was talking to him in the dream? Who was crying? The scene in the dream really came to mind, and the old man's words echoed in his mind for a long time.

With a squeak, Wushuang pushed the door and walked out, four or five brothers outside the door were fighting for something, and a bonfire was burning in the yard, and there seemed to be something fragrant on the fire.

A frightened man spread out his palm, and a chicken leg in his hand also fell off. "Little ...... Master, are you awake? Did we disturb you?"

"Master, the brothers are not eating alone behind your back, but seeing that you and Miss Ma are sleeping too deeply, for fear of noisy you, come on, you taste it, it's just ripe. "Agudamu Road.

"Eat, I'm not hungry. Wushuang said this lightly, turned around and walked towards the apse.

The stone monkey statue is half crouching and half standing in the main hall, with its head stretched out of the roof and two hands flat on its sides. There was no figure in the apse.

Wushuang suddenly remembered a passage in Journey to the West, Tang Seng and his apprentices walked to the country of Wuji to spend the night in the temple, in the middle of the night, the king of the country of Wuji gave him a dream, hooked his soul, and said to Tang Seng that there were demons who harmed him, and his body is now under the temple well. Tang Seng woke up from a dream and ordered Sun Wukong to go to the well to find out, but Sun Wukong went down but really found that there was a corpse preserved in the palace of the Jinglong King, so he went to heaven to ask for the elixir to bring the king of Wuji back to life.