In the past two days, there have been a lot of people in Wushe Town, and many rich businessmen, beggars, and scholars have come from afar.

They all have a common characteristic, that is, they are old, and when they reach their old age, some are even dying, and they can barely breathe with some precious medicinal materials.

The resentment in the town was dissipated by this popularity, and the main road was particularly lively during the day, with black and white cloths hanging on both sides, and skull patterns carved on the upper [www.biquku.biz] sides.

On the main road, there were hawkers, passers-by, coolies, and rich merchants who set up tents along the roadside, and because they were late, the inn was already full, and even the firewood house was booked.

Xuanzang was looking down from the small window on the second floor at this time, and suddenly a group of masked people wearing black and white clothes came, and the lively atmosphere on the main road was instantly closed, and passers-by whispered.

"Look, the disciples of the Immortal Sect are probably here to prepare for the Spirit Festival, I really envy them......!

"Ahem, my body is worse than one day by one, I don't know if I can successfully join the Immortal Sect this time, alas, ......"

"The more time comes to face life and death, the more you can feel the horror of death, I just hope that this year's Protector of the Immortal Sect can look at us who are devout to the Sect!"

......

At this time, a few wealthy merchants dressed in black and white patterned clothes walked out of the town, and they stepped forward to talk to the Immortal Sect disciples, with smiles on their faces, and ordered their subordinates to drive out dozens of large carriages from their compounds, the carriages of which were wrapped in a layer of black cloth, and people could not see what was inside.

"Lord Envoy, this time my Ma family has prepared two hundred offerings for the sect leader, I hope that the lord can say a few more kind words, so that the next body of the old decay will be settled!" A black-faced old man stood in front of the masked man in front of the leader and whispered, and secretly stuffed a large cloth bag into the leader man's hand as he spoke.

The black-faced old man's face had a lot of wrinkles, but the strange thing was that the fingers that emerged from the sleeves were unusually white and clean, the nails were neatly trimmed, and he had a jade wrench, which did not look like the old man's palm at all.

The masked man, known as the messenger, weighed the weight of the cloth bag in his hand and nodded.

"Let's go!"

The voice was hoarse, crisp and neat, and he didn't continue to talk to the old man of the Ma family at all.

Behind him, hundreds of masked cultists divided into dozens of teams, each got into a carriage, and then the convoy headed towards a complex outside the town of Wushe.

"Crunch, crunch!"

The wheels of the carriage turned, and the sound of liquid swaying came from the carriage.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

The black liquid seeped out of the slit of the car, coalesced into droplets, and slid down the wheels, leaving two black rut marks on the ground.

A foul smell emanated from above, and the crowd of onlookers on the main road retreated.

In the meantime, there were a few old men, their eyes full of fanaticism, rushed to the rut prints, and licked them despite the stench.

"Alas, a couple of crazy people who gambled their lives!"

"If the Dharma Protector sees the Sect, it's fine, but if they don't, they will definitely die within seven days!"

"Last time, the lucky one was included in the sect because he licked the rut marks of the Immortal Sect in front of the Dharma Protector, and these people also wanted to follow the trend and imitate it, they were really crazy, and they gambled their lives!"

"I don't know what kind of offerings are pulled in this carriage, and it smells so foul, that someone really dares to lick it, tsk......"

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and you can experience this feeling when your limit is approaching, people, even if you have a glimmer of life, you want to fight!"

"It's a pity, Lord Dharma Protector doesn't seem to be in Wushi Town......"

......

Xuanzang glanced at the carriage, a trace of coldness crossed his eyes, and his divine sense swept towards the divine court of the Immortal Sect, only to see there: the black moire pillar reaching the sky, the middle of the green jade table, the three cattle and sheep for worship, and the incense wafting purple smoke. The doormen were all dressed in black robes, and the congregants who came and went were like ants, and there was an endless stream of them.

Outside the town of Wushe, horse-drawn carriages like this were transported from all directions, and the momentum was so great that even the robbers who cut the path on the road did not dare to block the road when they saw it.

On the day before the festival, the convoys gathered here, and the whole town was surrounded by a rancid smell, and resentment overpowered the popularity, and the cold autumn wind seemed to carry a ghostly howl, scaring the people.

Some old men spontaneously walked out into the street, looking straight in the direction of the divine court.

Sun Wukong turned the stick between his fingers boredly and asked, "Master, is it just to get rid of that evil god by staying here for a few days?"

"Yes, although this evil god can protect people's lives, it is also a kind of evil magic, you see what the carriage is carrying...... Xuanzang said, pointing to the carriages heading to the divine court.

Sun Wukong looked at it, and his face was a little unsightly.

The carriage was stuffed with large vats, which contained the corpses of some humans, which had begun to rot, and some of them had even begun to swell and bubble with water.

Strange lines are painted on the outside of the vat, which seem to have the effect of restraining the corpse.

Xiong Likui also took a look, only to feel that this group of mortals was also a little cruel, and he didn't know what means were used to get so many corpses.

Sun Wukong looked in the direction of the Divine Court again, "Master, what you said is right, but why can't the evil god be seen, the divine sense swept over and only saw the Rausch Sect Master, who was just a mortal who had been transformed by evil magic!"

"The teacher is also waiting for that evil god to show up, and when the time comes, he will be dusted, so as not to let him harm mortals here!" Xuanzang said with a smile on his face, his face was kind, but there was a shocking murder in his eyes.

Zhu Bajie's small eyes narrowed slightly, his heart was clear, and he said slowly: "Master, I'm afraid that this evil god is taking the path of sacrifice exchange, using believers to do bad things to support his own cultivation, and the scope of activity is not large, and the power of development is not enough to arouse the vigilance of the great powers, so that he can develop steadily, and not be discovered by the demon exterminator god of the heavenly court, if my guess is right, those corpses should have something to do with his cultivation!"

While he was talking, a few old men dressed in Taoist robes came up from the second floor, and there was a faint aura of spiritual charm on their bodies.

Xuanzang looked back, and their cultivation was unobstructed.

One true immortal, two heavenly immortals, and a junior in the realm of earth immortals.

also chose a window seat, and the leading veteran waved his hand and set a soundproof ban.

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly something in the old man's arms trembled, and he quickly took out a compass, only to find that the pointer on it kept turning.

"It's not good, there's a big demon king around here!"