Li Qing touched his bald head and asked, "Since you are not a demon, why are you locked up here?"

"It is said that there was no light in this little world before. The old monk said, "When you came in, you should have seen the little sun hanging in the sky, which was actually the bone relics of a great virtuous patriarch sitting here." ”

Li Qing laughed, his eyes narrowed slightly, "In other words, you haven't died yet, and they are worried about your relics?"

The old monk said, "It's okay, I don't have much to live, since they want it, then give it to them." ”

Li Qingdao said, "Didn't they all say that their families were compassionate? ”

The old monk's face was a little sad, and he said, "I am a disciple of Jinshan Temple, and it is a blessing to be able to pay for the cause and effect with this remnant." ”

Li Qing smiled, "It's not like what you said. ”

After waiting for a long time, the old monk did not respond again.

"Zen master?" Li Qing called, and seeing that he hung his head, he gently stretched out his hand and put it on the tip of the old monk's nose.

After a moment, Li Qing breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes to recuperate.

......

"How long have I been asleep?"

An old and dry voice sounded, Li Qing opened his eyes, saw that the old monk had woken up, and said, "There is no day or night here, but it should have been a day outside." ”

The old monk said, "It seems that I am really going to die." ”

Li Qing was silent, and the old monk was obviously about to run out of oil.

The old monk sighed and said, "Xiaoliu'er, you shouldn't have come. ”

Li Qing said, "It's all here, why bother talking about it." Save some effort, I'll take you out. ”

The old monk said, "Since countless demons can be suppressed here, how can they go out easily?"

Li Qing didn't answer, just looked at the old monk calmly.

The old monk was stunned, and a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face, "Okay, good, good." If you're sure you'll be able to get out, then I'll be relieved. ”

"Let's go now. ”

The old monk waved his hand and said, "I won't leave." ”

Li Qing asked, "Why?"

The old monk raised his head, his eyes were looking somewhere, and the light from outside fell on his eyes, making his blue face rosy.

When Li Qing saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel his heart sink.

The old monk turned his head to look at Li Qing and said, "Because there is no better place to bury than this tower." ”

Li Qing said, "This is the Demon Town Tower. ”

"I know, of course I know this is the Demon Tower. There is no one who knows this tower better than I do......"

......

It was quiet in the stone house, and Li Qing sat there, a little distracted.

The old monk died.

Before he died, he was told a story.

A long time ago, when the demons were rampant, there was a young monk in Jinshan Temple, who had immeasurable powers and countless demons. But the good swimmer drowned, and in the end, he fell in love with a demon.

That was his love calamity, and he was able to pass through the consummation of the Dao heart, but he couldn't get through it, and his cultivation turned into water.

In the end, he still didn't get over it.

He opened the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Many monks died in Jinshan Temple, and all the demons in the tower died.

After this battle, Jinshan Temple was greatly injured and did not walk in the world for nearly a hundred years.

But the little monk did not die, and his master left a word before he passed away to erase his sins.

Now more than 100 years have passed, and the little monk has gradually grown old and died.

Died today, died in the Demon Tower.

......

Li Qingkut sat for a long time, finally stood up, saluted the old monk's corpse, and turned to leave.

He wandered aimlessly in this small world, his steps a little heavy.

Not only because of the death of the old monk, but also because he finally had his own Dharma name.

Xuanzang.

This sense of fatalism made him feel a little aggrieved, as if a big net was tightly binding him, making him unable to stretch his hands and feet, unable to detach.

"Oops~"

A crisp and immature voice suddenly sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

Li Qing stopped, there was nothing around, but since this was a demon tower, it could only be a demon.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a low sigh, "Come out." ”

"You stepped on me!"

Li Qing raised his foot, only to see a Qiong grass gently stretching its waist and standing upright.

Li Qing asked, "Grass Demon?"

"You're the demon!" the voice was brittle, like a silver bell.

This should be a very young demon, Li Qing thought, he squatted down, gently flicked her leaves, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with a demon?"

"I'm not a demon, I want to be a god in the future. The grass gently swayed its leaves, avoiding Li Qing's hands.

Li Qing suddenly became a little in a trance, he always felt as if he had heard these words somewhere, he looked at this stubborn little goblin, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Name?" the goblin's blade of grass faded slightly, "I don't remember." ”

"Don't remember?" Li Qing muttered.

"Hmph, I'll remember it someday. ”

"Why did they bring you in?"

“...... Forgot. ”

"Forgot?"

"To forget is to forget. I seem to have forgotten a lot of things. "But I think they caught me in and wanted my tears." ”

"What do you want your tears for?"

"I don't know. ”

Li Qing fell silent.

"Are you a goblin too?"

"I'm not, I'm human. ”

"Oh. ”

"Want to get out?"

"Yes. I don't really like to cry. ”

No one likes to cry. Li Qing thought, his nose was slightly sour.

"Come with me, I'll take you out. Li Qing stretched out his hand.

The leprechaun groaned for a moment, and finally climbed into his palm.

He stood up, his mind moving, and the space of this small world became distinct in his eyes.

He suddenly remembered that the monster who called himself Black Mountain had said that there would be no Jinshan Temple again.

But what does that have to do with him? He chuckled softly and stepped out......

The light shimmered like a swimming fish leaping out of the water.

Li Qing had just stood still, and an exclamation sounded in his ears.

"There's a youkai coming out of the tower!"

A demon-slaying pestle struck down towards Li Qing, and there was a Buddha light entwined on it, which was obviously a magic weapon that opened the light.

The corners of Li Qing's mouth were smiling, his body was unshakable, but the demon pestle passed through him, as if he was on another side of the world.

Countless flashes of light poured over, drowning Li Qing's figure.

When those monks took back the magic weapon, Li Qing was no longer visible in the same place.

......

On the top of the mountain, there are pine trees standing, and silver waterfalls are flying.

A figure walked out of the void, dressed in gray monk's robes, it was Li Qing.

"Aren't we going to run away?"

"Why do you want to run away?" Li Qing sat down under the pine tree, "We should stay and watch a good show." ”

"Fun?"

"This tower is going to collapse. ”

Above the sky, a mountain flew in, a black mountain.