But it is said that there is a hollow mountain in the territory of the bhikshu country of Xiniu Hezhou

This mountain is not many zhang high, and you can't see the peak at the foot of the mountain, as if the peak is directly into the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The green shade of the whole mountain is full of trees, and the hundred-year-old trees that are hugged by those people can be seen everywhere, and of course, the green new branches that have just budded are densely packed.

The birds chirp in the forest, not for a moment of seclusion, and the shadows of tigers, leopards, bears and wolves under the trees are sufficient, and it is difficult to hide the gusts of fishy wind.

In addition, the mountain is high and densely forested, and there is little sunlight that can directly hit the ground, and the whole hollow mountain is very dark, coupled with the craggy strange rocks lurking in the darkness, the strong wind whimpering like a cry like a complaint, which makes the hollow mountain look particularly gloomy and terrifying.

It is precisely because of these terrifying scenes, coupled with the fact that the area around the Trap Mountain is not a pass road, so that there are few pedestrians passing by near the left side of the Trap Mountain on weekdays.

Later, after another group of caravans entered the Trap Mountain, they never came out of it, thinking that they died somewhere in the mountain.

As a result, even the woodcutters who collect firewood in recent places and the mountain farmers who collect medicine are gradually reluctant to stay on the Trap Mountain, and I don't know when there are many rumors that there are man-eating monsters in the Trap Mountain.

After a long time, the stories of those demons have been repeatedly added to the good deeds, and the mountain people living here have become more and more afraid, so that the area around the empty mountain is now completely reduced to a dead land, and there are no people coming and going even in the blue sky and daylight.

More than ten miles away from the hollow mountain, on the edge of a post road that is not open, there is a restaurant made of adobe.

The food in the restaurant, even if it is described as coarse, is still too exaggerated, in fact, there is only cold water mixed with wine, dry and hard steamed buns, at most with some pickled cabbage and salty gnocchi.

There is only one guy in the whole restaurant, and it may not be appropriate to say that he is a guy, because there is no shopkeeper in the restaurant besides him, according to the guy's own words, he is the big shopkeeper of the restaurant, and the shopkeeper and the cook are just part-time.

On this day, our shopkeeper was leaning against a crooked-necked willow tree outside the store, scratching boredly.

Running such a sparrow-sized restaurant alone, it is very troublesome to greet and cook and settle accounts when there are customers, but it is even more lonely to be alone without customers.

Fortunately, although this post road is not wide, there are interpreters passing by regularly every day, and there are a few pedestrians who are in a hurry to sit down.

Today's translator has already passed by and sent away, seeing that the sun is getting weaker after noon, and the guy is thinking about whether it is time to take a living early.

But it was strange to say, the man had just stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and he saw two figures in the distance on the barren and grassy path, and the direction of travel was towards his own shop.

When he got closer, the man saw the appearance of the person who came, and the first to walk was a burly man with red hair scattered in the face.

He was followed by a man in white, with a lupine scarf and a graceful demeanor, as if the translators were speaking when they were passing by, a rich boy in the country of bhikshus.

After a while, the red-haired man spoke first and asked, "Shopkeeper, let me ask you, is there a hollow mountain?"

The guy hurriedly laughed and said: "Yes ~ Yes ~ There is a trap in the empty mountain, but the mountain is dangerous, the two of you have seen it from a distance, don't think about going in and suffering." ”

While talking, he greeted the two customers into his small shop.

The red-haired man entered the restaurant, sat down like a golden knife, and came to ask about the empty mountain.

The guy dealt with a few words casually, and seeing that the two of them didn't seem to have any plans to spend money, the smile on their faces slowly faded.

It was the man in white who went on the road, and after seeing the impatience on the man's face, he took out a large ingot of silver from his arms and threw it over. "The two of us are in a hurry, and the store will arrange some food to come up, and the rest will be used as a reward. ”

The guy hurriedly caught it, hurriedly weighed how much it weighed two catties, and suddenly smiled on his face, and shouted, "Two guest officers, take a moment." So he went into the little room and made a fuss.

The red-haired man's face showed obvious impatience, but it was the white-clothed man An Zhiruo.

After a while, the guy brought a few small plates of sauerkraut and pickles, and two large plates of steamed buns, and a large wine jar.

The red-haired man just glanced at the thing in front of him, grinned, didn't even bother to put down the posture of the chopsticks, and continued to ask about the things in the empty mountain.

The money is in the pocket, thinking that the things are up anyway, you don't like to eat, if you don't eat, you just save it, I will continue to sell it tomorrow, if you want to return the money, there is no way to say two words, but take people softly, for the red-haired man's inquiry, I dare not deal with it like before.

After coming and going, the guy was stripped of his stock about the Trap Mountain by the red-haired man, and the red-haired man simply saw that he couldn't ask anything more, so he stood up directly, glanced at the man in white, and left.

Before going out, the guy couldn't help but persuade: "The two of you want to listen to the rumors of the Empty Mountain and don't believe in evil, so you want to break through, and those rumors are true and false and don't dare to pat their chests, but a few years ago, there were indeed a few Orions who died in the Empty Mountain, so you might as well listen to my advice......"

Before the guy finished speaking, the two uninvited guests had already drifted apart.

The middle-aged man, who was both the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, looked at the two distant backs, spat at the roadside, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really hard to persuade the damn ghost." ”

Then he sneered, and secretly scolded himself for eating salty radishes and worrying about it, anyway, what should be said should not be said, he said it just now, he still thinks less about the life and death of others, and is more busy with his own business, saying that the white-clothed brother is really handsome, if he is a girl, he will definitely be fascinated, and the red-haired entourage looks much rougher, and looks fierce and vicious not like a good person, fortunately, no matter what, he is not embarrassed by his own small business.

took out the silver ingot from his arms and put it in his hand, the guy couldn't help but smile, thinking that the children of this rich and noble family are different, and they are so bold when they make a casual move.

Such a large piece of silver weighing two catties in the palm of his hand is enough for him to go to a neighboring town building comfortably for several days, and he privately thinks that if he can meet three or two such wronged bosses in the sky, he will be able to flip the restaurant over in a month, and he may be able to save enough money to beg a mother-in-law to play.

Sha Langlan, who had already walked far away from the restaurant, naturally couldn't hear the broken thoughts in the mouth of the man who wore many hats behind him, otherwise he would probably turn back according to Sha Langlan's temperament, and press this dog-eyed man to the wall, so that he could open his eyes wide and take a good look, what kind of bullshit boy brother with his entourage, your Uncle Sha is the leader, okay.

Seeing that the Trap Mountain was approaching, Sha Langlan's spirit was getting more and more up, and Zhu Ganglie, who was walking next to him and had always liked to wear white clothes, pointed to the Trap Mountain not far away and shouted: "Old Zhu, look, this Trap Mountain is so steep, I think the store said it was good, there must be monsters entrenched in it." ”

Compared with the sand raging, Zhu Ganglie next to him looked listless, and raised his eyes with interest and glanced at the Trap Mountain, "There are monsters in the so-called mountains and plateaus, and there are no demons in the mountains!" With the topography of this Trap Mountain, most of the monsters in the mountains are more than one or two......

Sha Langlan won Zhu Ganglie's affirmation, and said with a smile on his face: "What's the matter, Lao Zhu, you said so, we will definitely be able to find that damn rat spirit this time." As he spoke, he was about to break into the hollow mountain.

However, Zhu Ganglie hurriedly grabbed him and continued: "Lao Sha, you have to let me finish speaking, there must be monsters in this hollow mountain, but it may not be the one we are looking for, in my opinion, you still save energy, and we won't be too late to start when Wukong comes......"

Who would have thought that this would be okay if it didn't mention Wukong.

As soon as the word Wukong was mentioned, Sha Langlan's face changed, and he broke free from Zhu Ganglie's pull and said indignantly: "Old Zhu, you don't want this dead monkey in front of me, as soon as I mention him, I get angry, do you know how much it cost me to get this clue from the Bhikshu Country, let's kindly ask him to make meritorious contributions together, but he only knows how to spend his days with a little monk in the Buddha country, if we are all like him, the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue can only get ahead in the Buddha Sect." ”

Sha Langlan seemed to be still angry as he spoke, and raised his hand and slashed at a locust tree as thick as a sea bowl beside him, only to hear a click, and the bowl of thick locust tree was cut off by his palm, and it fell obliquely.

When Zhu Ganglie heard this, he smiled bitterly and comforted: "Okay Lao Sha, Wukong, he didn't say that he couldn't come, it's just that he responded to the little master named Jin Chanzi first, and if you want me to say let's wait for him, you don't know Wukong's temper, he never cares about these merits, otherwise he wouldn't be a practitioner in Buddhism until today." ”

Xu is the speaker has no intention of listening, Sha Langlan heard Zhu Ganglie's words, like a basin of ice water splashed on his body in the dog days.

Yes~ Zhu Ganglie is right, the dead monkey has always been like this, and his temperament has never changed, he never felt anything when he was in Fangcun Mountain, why did he start to blame Wukong after joining the Buddha Sect in the Pure Land......

In fact, Wukong has never changed, it has become just him Sha Langlan, once upon a time, Sha Langlan himself regarded fame and fortune as floating clouds, but now in order to make meritorious contributions, he almost even left aside the love of brothers......