Early in the morning, Sun Wukong Tengyun went to the halfway point not far away to take fresh fruits, tasted them, and only felt sweet and delicious, full of juice.

Holding four or five fruits in his hand, he returned to the tree, put them in a cloth pocket and handed them to Xuanzang.

After Xuanzang finished washing, he ate the fruit and squinted to enjoy it, "Not bad, it's very sweet!"

Sun Wukong saw that the master was eating happily, and he also happily scratched his head and grinned on the back of his hands, and picked up the burden with a Zen stick and carried it on his back to prepare for the road.

"Let's go, eat the same as we go!"

Xuanzang said, spit out a fruit core in his mouth, and then took out a fruit from his cloth pocket and put it in his mouth, without the image of a monk at all, but like a worldly naughty boy.

The master and apprentice continued on their way, and the plain seemed to be large, and in the afternoon they came to a canyon surrounded by mountains.

The mountain walls on both sides are steep and smooth, and the canyon stretches into the endless distance, obscured by a strange white fog with no end in sight.

The fog was weird, but the two of them were not afraid, and stepped in.

As soon as he entered the white mist, Xuanzang felt a cold aura wrapped around him, and ordinary people would definitely be trembling by this cold breath.

"Master, the mist here contains the Yin Vein Aura, I'm afraid it will breed something unclean!" Sun Wukong opened his mouth to remind, and after speaking, his eyes were full of golden light, and two golden pillars of light shot out from his eyes, breaking through the fog and going to the endless distance.

Xuanzang pondered for a moment, but he was a little expectant in his heart.

Looks like you're about to encounter a demon?

He rubbed his palms, licked his lips and asked, "Wukong, what do you see?"

Sun Wukong's face was a little gloomy, and he retracted the golden light in his eyes and said: "Two hundred miles away from here, there is a mountain village, and the situation is not very good!"

"The situation is not very good?!" Xuanzang was curious.

"It seems to be controlled by some kind of demon, kept in captivity, and used as food. Sun Wukong explained, with a strange expression.

As a Lingming stone monkey of Zhong Tiandi's show, he also cultivates authentic Taoism, so naturally he will not eat people to improve his cultivation, so he feels very dirty about these man-eating monsters.

Xuanzang was a little angry in his heart after hearing this, "These demons and monsters are too presumptuous!"

Although the Heavenly Court supervises the Three Realms, it is not able to control every place, and if the local land and mountain gods do not report, then no one will take care of it.

Incidents of a certain demon king swallowing up a city, or even a small country, often occur, and some gods in the heavenly court can only turn a blind eye.

Some monsters have a deep self-cultivation level, and they have a few treasure talismans, or they have a tough backstage, as long as they don't cause too vicious incidents, they won't attract heavenly soldiers and generals to crusade.

"Wukong, call the land to come out and ask about the situation!" Xuanzang said to Sun Wukong with a serious expression.

Sun Wukong nodded, stepped on the earth with his footsteps, and slammed his right foot on the ground and shouted: "Old man of the land, come out and talk!"

The mountains shook for a while, and the strange fluctuations spread far away.

Fengshan Village, Land Temple.

It is a small one-meter-high earthen temple with tattered eaves and holes eroded by wind and rain.

The temple gate is a 30-centimeter-high wooden frame door, and when you look from the outside to the inside, it is extremely dark inside, and there is no incense.

In the dim environment, a wooden statue of the Earth Lord was entwined with a stream of black spider silk, and a cold ghostly aura emanated from the spider silk.

Strange fluctuations instantly spread to this small temple from a distance, and the statue of the Earth Lord instantly shook.

"Old man of the land, come out and talk!"

"Old man of the land, come out and talk!"

......

Echoes resounded in this land temple.

The Earth Idol shook rapidly, and a faint golden light burst out from the statue, as if to break through the cobweb.

"Brilliant ...... Land, don't struggle, after a while, let my blood sacrifice a hundred people successfully swallow you, and you will be able to transform into a land within a hundred miles of this mountain village, and when the time comes, you will not be afraid to attract heavenly soldiers and generals by eating a boy and a girl every once in a while!" A strange voice that was neither male nor female came from outside the temple, gloomy and sympathetic as glass scraping metal.

A five-foot-tall black ghost-faced spider protrudes from the shadows, its huge black body is as tall as a three-story building, eight slender and sharp arthrops with sickle-like barbs, and twelve black eyeballs embedded in its head, reflecting a strange green color in the pitch black.

The huge abdominal handle of the abdomen is printed with the head of a bewitching woman, and the source of the voice at this time is the mouth of the bewitching woman, with a clever smile on her face, but the voice makes people shudder.

Sun Wukong stomped on the ground several times in succession, but when he didn't respond, he said embarrassedly: "Maybe the land here is not at home when you go out!"

"Then let's speed up and try to get to the mountain village you said before dark!"

After that, Xuanzang started running, and by the way, he made a few sets of today's 10-kilometer run.

Xuanzang's speed was extremely fast, Sun Wukong followed closely behind, and it didn't seem to be difficult, although it was two hundred miles away, but the two of them galloped all the way, and they came to the mountain village in a short time.

There were strange cries from time to time in the white fog, and the two of them were extremely fast, only occasionally encountering a few slow-moving rotting corpses, but due to their incomplete mobility, they couldn't attack the two at all.

On the stone tablet that was broken in half, the word "Fengshan" was engraved, and the remaining word was no longer clear.

It was obviously a blue sky and a white day, but it was strangely silent in this mountain village, and all the people who came out to act were women and old people with cold faces.

The fog had disappeared near this mountain village, as if some force could dispel the fog near the mountain village.

Houses are lined up one after another on the hills, and wooden houses, stone houses, and high-walled compounds are lined up all around, and nearly hundreds of families are populated, with a population of about 2,000.

Xuanzang was silent for a moment and led Sun Wukong into the village.

The surrounding villagers turned a blind eye to it like a walking corpse, and walked to the ancestral hall of Fengshan Village, where an old man covered in dirt suddenly came up to talk to the two when he saw them.

"This monk is from outside the village?!" The unkempt old man had bloodshot eyes and a somewhat weak voice.

Xuanzang held the old man with one hand, for fear that this person would accidentally fall and drive to the west, and said: "The poor monk is a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures, and his legal name is Xuanzang!"

The old man's bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up, "It's saved, it's saved, it turns out to be a mage from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, save us from Fengshan Village!"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but be a little curious when he heard this: "You old man, don't be in a hurry, tell me where the monster is?"

When the old man turned around, he saw a monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth come up to talk to him, and his face turned pale with fright, and his mouth opened wide: "Ah!

Then he rolled his eyes upwards and fainted.

Xuanzang was speechless, glanced at Sun Wukong with disgust, and said, "You monkey, don't you know that your appearance will also frighten mortals?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head, his face was stupid, "Harm! Master, don't blame!

After speaking, he cast a spell and turned into a round-faced young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.