There is still a day left before the sting.

night

In Chang'an City, after the noise of the day, it finally returned to its former quietness. On the streets, there are only the voices of watchmen, and they are still faintly transmitted in Chang'an City.

"In the middle of the night, watch out for the candles. ”

"Bell! bell!"

Three sounds, heralding the arrival of the three watches at midnight.

At this moment, even the place where the fence is hooked has been extinguished, and the place where the lights are red and willow is green, and there is no daytime style. There are only a few rooms with candles lit and screened through the windows that give off an alluring sheen.

"Knock knock!"

In the Jinshan Temple, in a secluded hall, there is still a rhythmic sound of tapping wooden fish.

After listening to it for a long time, it seems to be fascinating, and even the little novice who was guarding not far away couldn't help but follow the sound of the wooden fish and fell into a fog.

The whole hall, under the dim light of the fire candles, does not look gloomy, on the contrary, there is a special sense of peace.

The sound of the wooden fish seemed to break the air from the darkness, and even if there was only a faint light, it could illuminate the whole world.

This is the place where Tang Sanzang practiced.

He knocked on the wooden fish every night and recited Buddhist scriptures, and so on for decades, never relaxed, never slackened.

Just like a person drinking water, he knows his own warmth and coldness.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock!"

The rhythmic sound of the wooden fish paused suddenly.

The little novice who was guarding the door suddenly woke up from his confusion. He looked into the hall in amazement.

At this moment, for some reason, I suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in my heart.

Through the dim candle flame, you can faintly see what is going on inside. Among them, the Brahma candle was swirling, and a figure loomed from the darkness.

It's Tang Xuanzang.

It's just that......

"Why does Elder Xuanzang feel a little ...... today? Something is wrong......"

The little novice muttered, wiped his eyes, and looked again, but found nothing.

The sound of the wooden fish, as always in rhythm, made the little novice fall into a daze again after a while.

In a trance, he only felt that he had achieved the right result, went to the Western Heaven Elysium, and entered the supreme, supreme and noble Buddha.

Interior of the main hall

"Your heart is upset. ”

"It seems that your so-called cultivation is not home, Jin Chanzi!!"

In the darkness where the candle flame could not be illuminated, there was an eerie and low voice.

Look closely, it turned out to be Tang Xuanzang's shadow talking.

At this moment, the shadow slowly squirmed, stood upright from the ground, and finally turned into a pitch-black humanoid appearance, looking at Tang Xuanzang sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue with a calm gaze.

Around, there is a vaguely ominous atmosphere, permeated.

Even the statues of the Buddha around the main hall seemed to have become strange, and their expressions contained an indescribable taste.

It's obviously just a sculpture, but looking at Tang Xuanzang's gaze, it's like staring at food.

"Poor monk Tang Xuanzang, if the owner minds this name, you can also call the little monk Tang Seng, as for who the golden cicada is, the little monk does not know. Please also do not lie to the owner. ”

Tang Seng said lightly while tapping on the wooden fish.

He seems to be very repulsive to the title of golden cicada.

"Hey, you can't admit it?"

"You are me, I am you, why should you be so clear?"

"Looking at flowers in the fog, looking at the moon in the water, all kinds of things in the world, these mortals are thousands, aren't they all you and me?"

"The Buddha once said that everyone is a Buddha, you are the Buddha, and I am also the Buddha. I'm a golden cicada, and you're a golden cicada!

The black shadow said with a smile.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is in vain. ”

"You are a golden cicada, but the poor monk is just Tang Xuanzang, don't be confused. ”

"The little monk may not have comprehended the Dharma in place, and he cannot reach the realm of the Buddha, so the donor should not embarrass the little monk. ”

Tang Seng continued to refuse.

"Hey, embarrassed?"

"You cut off the past and completely buried the former Chen Xuanzang in the past. Why aren't you like me?"

"Do you dare to admit that you are still Chen Xuanzang?"

The black shadow asked, but in exchange for the Tang monk Amitabha, as always, he didn't care.

"It's really a firm Buddha heart, it doesn't matter, I have time to spend with you. Our plan is about to begin, I can't escape, you can't escape, and no one can escape from all beings in this heaven and earth. ”

"Don't think that the true immortal is your savior, hey, when you are stunned, there is an immortal god who will attack him. ”

"How can thousands of years of planning be defeated by his words? ”

"Our existence is far older and older than you think. Who can compete with us in these heavens and worlds?"

"I'll show you how he ended up dying. ”

"This journey to the west, you have to go if you don't go. All the nodes are in place, even that one, we are about to be subdued, five hundred years, golden cicadas...... You... No, it's me, it's us! It's time to get ready to hit the road. ”

The black shadow said gloomily, and finally the black shadow retracted into Tang Seng's shadow.

All the ominous aura around him gradually disappeared.

In the main hall, the candle flame is still there.

The sound of the wooden fish is still echoing one after another.

"Hey!"

A gentle sigh of life emerged from Tang Seng's mouth. It's just that for some reason, the wooden fish in his hand no longer has that peaceful silence.

The little novice who was keeping vigil outside also came to his senses.

"Strange!"

He touched his head and muttered to himself, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

After waking up from the fog this time, he never fell into the fog again.

......

The Land of the Two Realms of Mountains.

It is also a junction between Nanzhan Buzhou and Xiniuhe Chau.

A place shaped like five fingers and called Five Finger Mountain by the locals.

It is also the most famous location in the Liangjie Mountain area.

Legend has it that there is a big monster pressed in the Wuzhi Mountain, this monster goes up to the sky and into the earth, shatters the sky, steps on the nine shadows, is immortal and immortal, and makes the gods and goddesses afraid of it.

Of course, although this legend has been passed down since ancient times, it has also been passed down by word of mouth by the people around it. But no one has ever seen this great demon king.

According to the elders of the people who live here, hundreds of years ago, you can still feel the vibration of the Wuzhi Mountain area, and the sky often shakes on the spot, and stones the size of people's heads fly wildly.

It was even accompanied by roars of pain, and bursts of bloody rain and so on.

That's why people say that there is a big demon king suppressed here.

But since the last shaking of Wuzhi Mountain more than a hundred years ago, this anomaly has completely disappeared.

The roar of pain is gone, and the bloody rain is gone.

All visions are gone.

People speculate that the Great Demon King may have died in the Five Fingers Mountain.

Of course, this is just speculation, and no one knows how.

Until tonight, at midnight, one day before the arrival of the sting, a wisp of crimson blood suddenly floated from the void into the Five Finger Mountain.

Seem...... Something unclean, arrived.

......