"What's wrong?" asked Guanyin.

"Bodhisattva, just now the little god went to the nether realm to inspect, and found that there was a plague and a flood in Xiniu Hezhou, and the people were killed and injured.

"What, such a thing?" said Guanyin in surprise.

"Bodhisattva, Lao Sun was about to tell you about this, the day before yesterday, Xiao Bailong received a holy decree, the Jade Emperor Lao'er asked him to rain six feet and an inch, this is just nonsense, Lao Sun went to Lingxiao Treasure Hall to find him, but he went to Taishang Laojun to play chess, Lao Sun arrived at the Tushi Palace, only to be attacked by the white bone spirit, Bodhisattva, you don't care about this matter!" Sun Wukong rolled down his sleeves and jumped to Guanyin Bodhisattva and said.

"This ............" Guanyin Bodhisattva paused, and then said: "Wukong, you and Erlang Zhenjun go to investigate the plague, as for the Jade Emperor, I will solve it." ”

"That's it, Bodhisattva, the old grandson has taken his leave. After speaking, Sun Wukong flew away in a somersault cloud.

"Bodhisattva, the little god retires. Yang Jian followed Sun Wukong and flew away.

West Niu Hezhou, clouds.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian smelled the rancid smell from the lower realm in the sky.

"Great Sage, it seems that there is really a plague outbreak in this Xiniu Hezhou, and the people are all dead, where did such a powerful plague come from?" Yang Jian asked puzzled.

"Erlang Zhenjun, don't you think this plague is a bit weird?" Sun Wukong rolled his eyes.

"Why do you say that?"

"Such a big disaster, the Bodhisattva didn't know it, and the Jade Emperor Lao'er, from the illusion to the red jiri horse monkey, and now to the plague, he has not shown up, but he even made such a holy decree. Sun Wukong said.

"Great Sage, what do you mean?" asked Yang Jian.

"It's hard to say yet, let's go down and have a look. After speaking, Sun Wukong collected the somersault cloud and flew to the lower realm.

Lower bound.

The flood had receded, and there was no one left on the empty streets, and the wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground slowly rose and fell.

The doors of the shops lining the street were closed as if they had never opened.

At this time, two golden rays of light appeared, and then they became two people.

"Erlang Zhenjun, since there is a plague outbreak here, why can't you see a single corpse?" Sun Wukong said.

"This is indeed a bit strange, Great Sage, why don't you and I investigate separately and see if we will find anything. Yang Jian said.

"That's very good. ”

After speaking, Sun Wukong directly entered an inn through the wall.

The inn was a little dim, the tables and chairs were lying on the ground, and the corners were covered with cobwebs, but there was no spider in sight.

In the closet, the dishes were neatly arranged, and a layer of dust had fallen on them.

Sun Wukong's brows were tightly locked, he looked around, there was still no one's shadow, and suddenly, he seemed to remember something. I saw that two golden lights appeared in his eyes, and a corpse appeared everywhere his fiery eyes went. Most of the corpses had been eaten by maggots, and the remnants of flesh hung on Sensen's bones, which made people shudder.

At that moment, a corpse suddenly stood up.

Most of his face had been eaten by maggots, the flesh on his body had rotted, and yellow pus was constantly pouring out of him. With each step, a piece of flesh falls from his body.

He slowly approached Sun Wukong from behind, his steps were so light and silent.

He approached Sun Wukong step by step.

Five-meter ............ Four-meter ............ Three-meter ............ Two-metre ............

He came behind Sun Wukong, and with a strange scream, he stretched out his rotten hands and grabbed Sun Wukong fiercely.

Just as he was about to catch Sun Wukong, his hands suddenly stopped in mid-air.

At that moment, his head flew out.

Sun Wukong in front of him turned around, and the golden hoop stick in his hand was stained with blood.

At this time, all the corpses lying on the ground stood up, there was not a single normal skin on their bodies, some of them were white bones, some of their internal organs had been hollowed out, and some of their bodies were full of rotten flesh and emitted a foul smell.

"Stay!goblin!look for a fight!" Sun Wukong shouted and rushed up, those corpses were clumsy, Sun Wukong flashed and moved between them, and in less than two minutes, those corpses were knocked down by Sun Wukong and turned into puddles of pus.

Sun Wukong walked out of the inn through the wall and found that the streets outside were already covered with corpses, and not far away, Yang Jian was fighting with a group of corpses.

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, the samadhi true fire was exhausted, and those corpses wailed and struggled in the samadhi true fire, and they were burned to ashes in a short time.

"Thank you!" Yang said.

"Erlang Zhenjun, why did these corpses suddenly look like this, do you know the reason for this?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Great Sage, you don't know that this is a corpse control technique. Three hundred years ago, the plague demon escaped from the Shura Road, hidden in the White Tiger Mountain, a hundred years later cultivated the corpse control technique, mutilated the living beings, the plague broke out in the White Tiger Mountain area, the people suffered countless casualties, the plague demon used the corpse control technique on the corpse, these corpses have no consciousness, no soul, do not know pain, infinite strength, all are controlled by the plague demon, become a veritable undead warrior. At that time, the Jade Emperor was furious, and sent the little god and the 30,000 heavenly soldiers to the lower realm, after a few days of hard fighting, the plague demon was killed by the little god himself, and those undead warriors were all wiped out.............

"According to you, the plague demon is already dead?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Not bad. ”

"Wait, you just said White Tiger Mountain?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Yang Jian was puzzled.

"When my grandson protected Tang Seng Xitian to learn scriptures, he was the white bone spirit he encountered in Baihu Mountain. Sun Wukong said.

"Could it be that there is any intrinsic connection between the White Bone Spirit and the Plague Demon?" Yang Jian frowned.

"Erlang Zhenjun, I don't think it's as good as this, you and I will act separately, my grandson will go to Shura Hell to check the information of the plague demon, and you go to heaven to borrow Li Jing's demon mirror to help my grandson find the whereabouts of the white bone spirit. Sun Wukong said.

"Okay, in that case, Great Sage, you and I will say goodbye. After speaking, Yang Jian turned into a golden light and went to the sky.

Sun Wukong also turned into a golden light and went straight to hell.

The sky was overcast, and some paper money floated out of nowhere, falling on the rotting corpses............