Nezha came over and asked, "Great Sage, are you okay?"

Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop stick on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Vulnerable! vulnerable!"

"Where's the mechanism?" asked Nezha again.

Sun Wukong stopped laughing and walked to the painting, and he reached behind the painting in the same way as a ghost mask.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, and his hand touched a bulge.

Sun Wukong pressed it............

With a "ding", the ground opened, and a downward staircase came into view, and under the stairs, there was a palpitating darkness.

As soon as Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, two torches appeared in his hand, like a trick. He handed one of them to Nezha and said, "Let's go down." ”

As they descended the stairs, the floor closed silently again.

It's a damp and narrow tunnel.

The distance between the left and right of the dark passage is only three feet, and it is more than spacious for one person to pass through, but if two people walk side by side, it will be a little crowded.

Sun Wukong is in front, Nezha is behind, these two people are holding torches, and karma is walking forward in a reserved manner.

"Pounce............ Strike............ Flutter ............"

At this moment, the sound of wings flapping suddenly sounded in the dark tunnel............ It was as if something had flown over.

"Who?" said Nezha warily.

Sun Wukong swept around with a torch, and saw that on the wall of the dark passage, there was a huge bat.

It was pitch black, with two pointy, tiger-like fangs exposed, and a pair of dark red eyes still blinking.

"It turned out to be a bat. Nezha breathed a sigh of relief.

But as soon as the words fell, another bat flew over, and it stopped on Nezha's head and bit down.

A slight pain came from the top of his head, and Nezha grabbed the bat and threw it on the ground.

But such a move attracted hundreds of bats.

Sun Wukong only felt a black cloud drifting by, and the torch in his hand was extinguished.

Behind him, hundreds of bats flew up to Nezha's body, and they opened their mouths, revealing their sharp fangs, as if they were about to bite in the next second. But Nezha silently recited a mantra, and a golden light emanated from his body.

With a "bang", the bats on his body were all penetrated by the golden light. Hundreds of bats fell to the ground, all dead.

Nezha and Sun Wukong stepped on the corpse of the bat and continued to walk forward.

The dark passage is not very long, and it only takes a cup of tea to come to an end.

An iron door appears in front of you!

Sun Wukong recalled the movements of the demon mask and found the iron ring on the door, but, looking at the iron ring, he hesitated again.

Behind the door, will there be a mechanism?

Behind the door, will there be danger?

If he really comes face to face with the Buddha of a Thousand Faces, will he and Nezha be sure of victory?

These questions flashed through Sun Wukong's mind one by one.

The Monkey King, who was once not afraid of heaven and earth, has now become indecisive and timid, and things in the world are so strange.

Behind him, Nezha had already taken out the fire-tipped spear, and he seemed to be telling Sun Wukong that he was ready.

Sun Wukong was still hesitating there, but when he glanced back at Nezha, the latter gave him an affirmative look.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, turned the iron ring to the left and right three times, and then pressed it hard.

"Squeak............

The door opened................................................

Behind the door............ It's a sea of blood!

The ground had been soaked red with blood, the trees, the iron frames, and the bamboo poles were empty, and there was still blood from the severed limbs and broken arms, and the oil in the pot had completely cooled and become black and smelly, and there were some fishy minced meat on the iron bed.

In the air, blood, rot, stench and other odors mixed together, which was disgusting.

Sun Wukong covered his nose and moved forward little by little, because with every step he took, the blood in the land would splash out.

"Great Sage, this is where you followed the demon mask at that time?" Nezha pinched his nose and asked Sun Wukong.

"Yes, the tree was full of human intestines, but now, there's nothing left. Sun Wukong said.

"But how did they know we were coming here? We came from the Water Curtain Cave on the fly, and no one knew. Nezha wondered.

"Yes, it's only been half an hour, and they've left so completely, leaving us with nothing but blood and water in this place. Sun Wukong said.

"Great Sage, although they are gone, we finally know the truth of the matter. Nezha comforted Sun Wukong.

"The truth?"

"At present, all the calamities in the Heavenly Realm are caused by this Thousand-Faced Buddha. He has spells that can change the appearance of others, so those evil spirits can dress up as gods without fear of being discovered.

Huo De Xingjun had long been submissive to him, so he could do such a thing under this Tonghua Palace.

But Huo Dexingjun's heart was so upset that he actually teased Chang'e, and the Thousand-Faced Buddha had to kill him.

As for Wude Xingjun, he is a fake, so he will take the risk to steal Taishang Laojun's elixir, in order to live forever, but he was discovered by Taishang Laojun, and helplessly, the Thousand-Faced Buddha had to let the fake Jade Emperor beat him into the mortal world.

Then, the Thousand-Faced Buddha restrained Mengchen with Gu, let Mengchen serve him, and used Mengchen to deceive the treasure of Shui De Xingjun, and then used Mengchen to provoke the relationship between us and Yang Jian. After Mengchen was exposed, he was no longer useful to him, so he killed Mengchen with a Gu.

In the heavenly court, half of the immortals have already submitted to him, and the other half has probably been replaced by evil spirits. ”

Nezha finished his reasoning in one breath.

"Third prince, there are still a few questions about this. Sun Wukong said.

"What's the problem?"

"First, is Lingbao Tianzun true or false? If he is real, how could he be killed by Gu with his mana? If he is fake, then why is his mana so strong that he can defeat Yang Jian with one move?

Second, why is Taishang Laojun's behavior so strange? Is the Taishang Laojun we saw that day real or false? If it is true, why did he flatly deny that he had seen Yang Jian? If it is false, why did he suddenly disappear?

Finally, the two masked men you saw in Tai Sui Palace, what are they looking for?"

Sun Wukong said his problem in one breath.

After listening to Sun Wukong's question, Nezha didn't know how to answer, he said: "I haven't thought about these. ”

"Third Prince, I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as we seem on the surface. Sun Wukong said.

"So, we must find the Buddha with a thousand faces next. Nezha said.

"Now only half an hour has passed, and the Buddha of the Thousand Faces has taken away so many things at once, and in a hurry, it will inevitably leave traces, so we will look around, and maybe there will be unexpected discoveries. Sun Wukong said.