A dense sound of breaking the air roared.

Tianpeng dragged Xuanzang to his side.

In an instant, a large number of arrows had fallen like raindrops, the ground was filled with smoke and dust, and the arrows were swaying slightly upside down.

Dozens of unsuspecting monks collapsed in response, blood slowly fainting as they ran down the rubble beneath their feet.

Xuanzang's eyes widened in shock.

There was a canopy beside him, and no matter how many ordinary bows and arrows there were, they couldn't get close to him. But what about the others?

In the whole quarry, there is already a place of mourning.

One by one, the other monks shrank in the cracks of the stones, behind their houses, some crying in fright, others covering their mouths for fear that if they made a noise, they would be known to be hiding in another wave of arrows.

"Put!"

Before Xuanzang could come to his senses, there was a sound of breaking the sky outside the fence. Another rain of arrows poured down.

In a pool of blood, a monk who had several arrows in his body, but had not yet lost his breath, cried and wanted to climb to Xuanzang. But before he could climb a foot away, he heard a "poof" sound, and an arrow had already pierced through his temple. Immediately after, three more arrows fell on his back one after another, and dozens of arrows fell beside him.

The monk's mouth was wide open, and all his words were locked in his throat. His neck was crooked, maintaining a stunned expression, and he was silent. Only a pair of empty eyes remained, and it seemed that they were still looking in the direction of Xuanzang.

At this moment, Xuanzang's hand trembled slightly.

There was still no trace of horror in his face, but the beads of sweat on his forehead really slid down.

He clenched his hand and stood beside the canopy in a daze. It's like you're trying to calm down.

Those four weeks. All the monks were looking at him.

A ladder was erected outside the fence. A soldier climbed the ladder and glanced inside, then turned back to gesture behind him.

"Put!"

There was another thud, and a rain of arrows burst from behind the fence and flew towards the low house.

In an instant, the screams came from inside the house, and the rudimentary earthen walls were riddled with arrows.

With a screeching sound, the door slowly pushed open. A monk with several arrows in his body walked out of it, trembling and staggering, and had not taken a few steps before he had fallen to the ground.

The hands trembled slightly. Unwillingly, he stretched out to Xuanzang's place.

Behind him, the house was already full of corpses.

Xuanzang's eyes widened, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Before Xuanzang could react, Tianpeng made a move.

He pointed in the air, and the soldier who was lying on the ladder and watching from afar immediately spat blood and fell down.

"What are you doing, he's a mortal!" Xuanzang grabbed Tianpeng's hand.

Turning his head slowly, Tianpeng whispered, "He is observing where the people here are hiding and directing the direction of the arrows." If he doesn't die, more monks will die. ”

Xuanzang's hand trembled slightly and let go.

......

On the hillside. The multi-eyed monster stood motionless like a nail.

"They're here!"

"How?"

"Kill our brother in charge of observation in the air!"

"Killed a person in the air?" The multi-eyed monster's brows trembled slightly, "I can really bear it." Hmph. It's nonsense! Look at how you preach, keep shooting! Send more people to observe, let them kill!"

"No!"

......

Dozens of ladders were erected outside the fence at the same time, and one by one, their heads poked out.

Tianpeng looked at everything with some incredulity, and the frightened look on Xuanzang's face could no longer be hidden.

"What should I do?" the shutter hurried to the canopy's side.

"It's not the right way, it's definitely not the right way. ”

"How?"

......

On the hillside, the multi-eyed monster slowly rubbed his fingers, a pair of eyes kept turning, and muttered to himself: "There is one more Marshal Tianpeng, this kind of battle-hardened general...... It's a lot tricky. ”

......

Glancing at the rolling blinds, the canopy whispered, "This is going to be attacked...... I don't believe that mortals would attack their gods without fear like this...... Even if it's a youkai. The bottom line is that we haven't done anything, and it's not worth it. So, it's certain that someone is hiding behind them and directing them to achieve something. ”

"Then what should I do? Their target must be Master Xuanzang!"

The little white dragon took out the jade slip that contacted the monkey, and Tianpeng hurriedly grabbed his wrist.

"Haven't informed the Great Sage yet?"

"No notice. Tianpeng shook his head slowly, and said, "That monkey is doing the most important thing to him, you interrupt halfway, and he has to go back." The most important thing is that the real enemy doesn't show up, and it's useless for you to call him here. ”

Xuanzang looked at the canopy with some astonishment.

Yes, although they are on the same path, they are not the same people after all.

There are countless blood debts on the monkeys, and why didn't the canopy come all the way by stepping on the bones? Not only them, but even the little white dragon, the black bear spirit, and the roller blind, none of them have never walked through the killing, and they have long been accustomed to seeing this kind of scene.

But what about Xuanzang?

Among the group, only Xuanzang is really bloodless with his hands.

Lowering his head, Xuanzang saw that the monks were tightly tugging at the corners of his clothes, looking at him with a pair of eyes.

They're afraid.

They are afraid that as soon as Xuanzang leaves here, the canopy will also leave, and when the time comes, the shield will be gone, and they will also die.

......

At this time, in the middle of the underworld, the monkey was sitting on a mountain of catalogs and flipping through them.

The King of Jizo on the side said softly: "Great Sage, it will take a long time to investigate alone." And that's just the catalog. Why don't you ask the poor monk to check it for you?"

"Hmph. The monkey glanced at King Jizo and said leisurely, "You want to know what I'm going to check, right?" ”

"What's the matter? What the Great Sage wants to check, can't you let the poor monk know?"

"Guess. The monkey smiled and glanced at King Jizo, lowered his eyebrows, and happened to see a page where the human birth record in the Huashan region was stored. But I just kept it in my heart. Quietly flipped over. Youyou said: "I found that you are in good hands in this palace of life and death." The last time I visited, I didn't see such a thing as a catalog, and all of a sudden, it was much easier to look it up. ”

"The Great Sage has won the prize. King Jizo laughed softly: "This is actually all the credit of the Great Sage, if it weren't for the fact that you destroyed the entire Temple of Life and Death and burned the Book of Life and Death to dispel anger, where would you come from to reorganize?" Since the poor monk has taken over the underworld, he naturally has to make some achievements. ”

"Are you complimenting me or yourself?" said the monkey, tossing aside the catalogue he had flipped through, and picked up another copy and pretended to look at it.

"Of course, it's an exaggeration of the Holy Master, if it is not broken, it will not stand. After a slight pause, King Jizo said softly: "Since the great sage said that there is no need for the help of the poor monk, the poor monk will be lost." ”

"Oh, you're leaving?" the monkey looked up slightly.

"Do you mind?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind, on the contrary, I can't ask for it. ”

"The Great Sage is really ...... Fast-talking. In this case, the poor monk is out of company. King Jizo smiled faintly. He took three steps back, turned and walked towards the outside of the hall.

But he walked away. The monkey's heart suddenly chuckled, and he looked in the direction where King Jizo had left.

A thought crossed his mind.

"Something is wrong. Could it be that he has ...... Know what I'm looking for?"

......

"Break, break, break!"

The canopy kept shooting.

Not only the canopy, but also the roller blinds, the black bear spirit, and the little white dragon have also joined in.

One by one, the soldiers who climbed the ladder fell in response, so fast that they didn't even have a chance to look inside.

But even so, one by one, their heads poked out from behind the fence as if they were not afraid of death.

Waves of arrows rose into the air and fell so hard that no matter where the monks were hiding, they could shoot accurately.

Obviously, this is not a blind shot.

Gradually, Canopy discovers that they have sent a number of people to look at you through the tiny gaps in the fence, and although the field of vision is very narrow, they can still direct the direction of the arrows.

Standing in the position of the canopy, if you don't look closely, you can't even notice it.

"Can they observe in another way, and still keep sending people to death, just to distract us?"

Dozens of monks hid behind the rocks, and the arrows shot half of them in an instant through the fence as if they had eyes.

More than a dozen monks were forced to climb the low hill behind them, and they lowered their bodies to hide themselves by the rocks to avoid being seen by the soldiers outside the fence. However, they were still discovered.

A monk rolled down the hill with a wail. Knocked on the rocks, and even the brains came out.

Xuanzang had red eyes and watched all this quietly.

The hand was still tightly clasped, and the ten fingers were buckled into the flesh.

He muttered to himself: "Even they can't save them, how can they preach Pudu all the way to the west......

"The reality is not so ideal. Tian Peng replied expressionlessly: "It's like war, there are gains and losses." 1,000 wounded and 800 self-inflicted. If you want to conquer the city, you must pay the price of blood. If you want to protect something, it's impossible. ”

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be impossible for Purdue?"

Canopy didn't answer, just perceiving everything outside the fence as carefully as before.

There, there were already more than 20,000 troops, and more troops were still coming, but they still didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations.

Waves of arrows rained down on the shield in vain and fell to the ground.

In the entire quarry, it seems that only Xuanzang is left, and the shield supported by the canopy, the black bear spirit, the roller shutter and the little white dragon is really safe. It's a pity that this place is full and can only accommodate 200 people.

Despite the crowding, countless monks rushed here from all corners of the quarry in a rain of arrows. However, none of them were able to get there.

It was like a huge bait, and countless soldiers were watching through the fence, waiting for the scattered monks to strike with a deadly arrow.

The most successful one was only five feet away from the shield.

He was hit by five arrows and fell to the ground, but he still stretched out a hand towards Xuanzang: "Master...... Help me......"

The next moment, a rain of arrows fell on him.

Blood spilled beneath him.

Seeing all this, in a trance, Xuanzang took a step forward, but was blocked by the canopy.

"He's dead, don't go over. ”

After a while, Xuanzang slowly closed his eyes.

Bursts of arrow rain continued to hit, bursts of screams came one after another, a faint ** like a dream came from the pile of corpses, and a pair of blood-stained hands stretched out towards Xuanzang.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and opened his eyes.

"Marshal, you are right. It is impossible not to pay a price for everything, but a poor monk can at least decide what price to pay. ”

Before Tianpeng could react to the meaning of his words, Xuanzang had already taken a step.

Turning around, Tianpeng hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him again.

"What does the master want to do?"

"We, down. Xuanzang looked at the canopy and said slowly: "Before we came, everyone was safe and sound. Obviously, their goal is us, and as soon as we have landed, they will not shoot arrows again. Monks don't die, soldiers, and they don't die. If this can save people from fire and water, we should do it. No, there was the slightest hesitation. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Tiancang's eyes suddenly twitched slightly.

......

King Jizo slowly came to the edge of the altar and stood side by side with the Dharma Ming Nyorai.

"Back then, you were the first to discover that soul?"

King Jizo nodded slightly.

"You're ready to get involved in the westward journey?"

King Jizo did not deny it.

"And who are you helping?"

Turning his face sideways, King Jizo smiled faintly and stretched out a finger to point to the sky. (To be continued......)

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