Huaguo Mountain, Water Curtain Cave.

Sun Wukong is meditating with his eyes closed, and the silver moonlight shines on Sun Wukong's face through the waterfall.

Night, a little cold.

The monkeys and grandchildren who frolic here during the day have fallen asleep.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed outside the water curtain cave.

Sun Wukong's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he jumped out of the water curtain cave.

No one......

The crickets in the grass are "deafening", the waterfall is "crackling" against the cobblestones, and the breeze blows, and the leaves of the oak trees rub against each other with a "rustling" sound.

Everything is so normal.

Sun Wukong turned around and prepared to go back and continue meditating.

Suddenly, a cool breeze hit behind him......

Sun Wukong turned around suddenly......

No one......

Sun Wukong frowned, and in the next second, a dazzling golden light appeared in his eyes, and he looked around with fiery eyes, but still found no abnormality.

Sun Wukong felt a little strange, nothing in the Three Realms could escape his fiery eyes, unless......

Da Lei Yin Temple, Luohan Mansion.

Sha Wujing was meditating with his eyes closed, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, only to see that the green tendons on his head were bursting up, and sweat was raining down.

Just now, he had a very horrible dream.

To be precise, it wasn't a dream, because it was all too real.

Sha Wujing wiped the sweat from his head and stood up.

Outside the window, it was a dark night where you couldn't see your fingers.

Wait, night?

The Western Pure Land Great Leiyin Temple is always shining, how can there be a dark night?

Or is he not in the Great Leiyin Temple at all? If he is not in the Great Leiyin Temple, then where is he now?

Sha Wujing picked up the crescent shovel and walked out cautiously......

Jingtan Temple.

Zhu Bajie looked at the moon in a daze.

"Sister Chang'e, it's been a thousand years, why don't you understand my old pig's thoughts?" Zhu Bajie muttered to himself.

A person who has become a Buddha should let go of his seven emotions and six desires, but who can completely let go of everything and have no distracting thoughts?

Tonight's night, it seems to be darker.

Zhu Bajie was fascinated by the moon, he was completely immersed in the charming moonlight, and of course, his fantasy about Chang'e.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in front of him, which startled Zhu Bajie.

"Idiot, are you thinking about Chang'e again?"

After seeing the person clearly, Zhu Bajie said impatiently: "Stinky monkey, you scared the old pig to death." ”

"Bajie, I don't have time to explain to you, hurry up and follow me. After speaking, Sun Wukong pulled Zhu Bajie to drive the clouds.

"What are you doing!" Zhu Bajie broke away from Sun Wukong and continued to look at the moon in a daze.

Zhu Bajie didn't see it, a trace of cunning flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes.

Guan River Estuary.

In front of the candlestick, Yang Jian wiped the three-pointed two-edged knife, and the ink on the inkstone had not yet dried.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through and almost blew out the candle.

A person slowly appeared in front of Yang Jian.

"The great god of guarding the mountain visited at night, and I don't know what to do. Yang Jian continued to wipe the three-pointed two-edged knife and did not look up.

"Erlang Zhenjun. The black bear monster bowed slightly and said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva, please go to Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea." ”

"It's so urgent, it's not too late to go tomorrow morning. ”

"The Bodhisattva said that you must come over, something great has happened in the Three Realms. With that, the black bear monster lowered its voice.

"Oh?" Yang Jian finally raised his head and asked, "What's the big deal?"

"Zhenjun will know when he arrives. ”

Yang Jian stood up and looked outside. At this time, the moon hid in the dark clouds, and a cold wind blew and the leaves rustled.

Yang Jian had no intention of leaving, but paced around the house.

"Zhenjun, when are we leaving?" asked the black bear monster impatiently.

However, Yang Jian didn't answer the question: "The great god of guarding the mountain, Guanyin Bodhisattva is okay?"

The black bear monster was a little confused, and he replied, "Of course the Bodhisattva is very good. ”

Suddenly, Yang Jian stopped. In the next second, the three-pointed two-edged knife pierced the heart of the black bear monster.

"You ......" the black bear monster looked at Yang Jian in disbelief.

The third eye on Yang Jian's head suddenly opened, and then a golden light was released, and this golden light was right in the black bear monster's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Ahh

At this time, the Howling Dog heard the movement, ran in from outside the door, turned into a human form, and asked, "Master, how do you know that the black bear monster is fake?

"First, in the past, Guanyin Bodhisattva only sent the boys around him to deliver messages. Second, if something big really happened in the Three Realms, Guanyin Bodhisattva would definitely come in person, how could he tell the Black Bear Monster and send him to deliver the message. Third, a few days ago, Guanyin Bodhisattva went to the Great Leiyin Temple, and he was not in Luojia Mountain at all, and the black bear monster did not know as the god of guarding the mountain. That's why I'm sure the black bear monster is fake. And the real black bear monster may have been killed. Yang Jian said.

"So what are we going to do next?" asked the Howling Dog.

Yang Jian thought for a while and said, "Let's go, go to Luojia Mountain to have a look." ”

After speaking, Yang Jian drove the clouds in the direction of Luojia Mountain.

Luojia Mountain, purple bamboo forest.

Luojia Mountain, which was originally full of fairy energy, was filled with a bloody aura at this moment, and the purple bamboo forest was uprooted for some reason, the sky was overcast, and a storm seemed to be coming.

Yang Jian stepped on the bamboo leaves all over the ground, his brows furrowed.

The huge Luojia Mountain was empty, and the original insects and birds were gone, replaced by silence, as quiet as death.

Suddenly, Yang Jian seemed to have discovered something, and he walked forward quickly.

I saw that the lotus platform where Guanyin Bodhisattva usually meditated fell to the ground at this moment, and there seemed to be a faint trace of blood left on the lotus platform.

"Master, what's going on?" asked the Howling Dog, a little frightened.

Yang Jian didn't speak, suddenly, he sent out a golden light and smashed the lotus platform, and at this time, a corpse appeared in front of him – the black bear monster!

I saw that the black bear monster's eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something incredible before he died.

"Lord, master, is the black bear monster really dead? What the hell is going on?"

Yang Jian was silent for a while, and suddenly, his third eye suddenly opened, emitting a thousand rays of light. Soon, under the shroud of light, corpses appeared out of thin air.

"This, so many dead people?" the Howling Dog covered his mouth.

These dead people are all the children and fairies of Luojia Mountain without exception.

After being silent for a while, Yang Jian finally spoke: "Roaring Sky Dog, go find if there is anyone alive." ”

"Yes!"

At this moment, Luojia Mountain was full of corpses, and the pungent smell of blood, like Shura hell.

"Boom!" a thunderbolt struck, followed by a dazzling flash of lightning. A strong wind was blowing around, and a storm was coming.

"Roaring Sky Dog!" Yang Jian shouted.

However, no one answered him.

"Howling Dogs?"

There was still no one to answer, and the only thing that answered him was the "whirring" wind.