The three "dogs" rushed to the front, and Sun Wu Mao recognized that they were the four protectors of Lingshan - wolves, raccoon dogs, and foxes, but they lacked pigs and dogs.

Sun Wumao learned from the mouth of the Sixu Protector that after they received the news that Zhu Bagou was lit with black light by Taishang Laojun, they went to ask Taishang Laojun for an explanation. Taishang Laojun had no choice but to tell them to come to Nuwa Niangniang, ask her to pinch her body, and then wait for the full moon night, so that the body of the pig dog and the moon are reflected in the Huanyingjian, and then let the shadow of the pig dog in the mirror swallow the moon in the mirror. The moon will be sucked into the Huanyingjian because of the danger, and the new soul of the pig and the dog will be reborn in the Huanyingjian. Then make Sha Wuyu enter the mirror, and kill the soul with the Shadow Sword, and the soul will return to the outside world.

Nuwa Niangniang gave Taishang Laojun this face, and used the yellow clay that made the original person to pinch a new body for Zhu Bagou, and also pinched one for Tang Sanzang.

Sixu Protector and Sha Wuyu did what Taishang Laojun said, and Zhu Bagou was reborn. It's just that this soul can't last long, and it needs to eat the moon once a year to recreate a new soul, and later people called the process of the moon being eaten "Tengu eating the moon".

Black and white impermanence sent Tang Sanzang's soul, and Tang Sanzang also regained his life. After Sun Wumao and the others thanked Nuwa Niangniang, they returned to Lingyundu and settled Tang Sanzang under the Bodhi tree.

Zhu Bagou drank the water of Lingyundu, and also changed into a human appearance. Moreover, Sha Wuyu told them the spell to transform back into their true bodies.

Sha Wuyu also informed Sun Wumao that when she was hiding from the Rakshasa Woman, she saw a bow wrapped in blue flames hanging in the martial arts training ground of the Miyan River. Sun Wumao gave Zhu Bagou a shell that he asked for from the Lord of the Corpse Forest, and the three of them went to the Miyan River to get a bow together.

Sun Wumao took the bow, and the bow was engraved with three words: Miyan Bow. Before leaving, Zhu Bagou was tripped by something under his feet, and when he looked down, it was a treasure knife as wide as a shield, half-buried at the bottom of the river. Zhu Bagou dug it up, and engraved three words on the knife: dust knife.

Zhu Bagou joked: "This dust knife is between the Miyan Bow and the Huanying Jian on the dresser, maybe, in the previous life of these three treasures, there was a poignant love!"

Sun Wumao said: "The name of the story, is it called Horizontal Knife Love?"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

Sun Wu Mao, Zhu Bagou, and Sha Wuyu sneaked into Lingyundu with their respective weapons, and joined forces with the masters who were swallowed by the thousand-year-old dragon catfish, and defeated the thousand-year-old dragon catfish.

Monk Sha accepted Sha Wuyu as his pet and recognized her as his daughter.

Sun Wu's cat turned back into a cat, still sitting on Sun Wukong's shoulder, and Zhu Bagou turned back into a dog, still following Zhu Bajie's ass.

Two strange gusts of wind swept over the sky above the Eight Great Corpse Forest. The four masters and apprentices continued to march eastward, and their backs gradually faded away.

......

"Hey, Zhuge Xuan, you, you, you...... What do you mean? This finale is a bit too hasty, isn't it?Why do I think you sent the outline?" After reading this chapter, I yelled at Zhuge Xuan, feeling that he was extremely irresponsible to the reader.

"Okay, okay Sun Wumao, your story is too brain-burning, for me who has never written a novel, it's not bad if I didn't hit the street!" Zhuge replied perfunctorily, and then looked at the TV and laughed, "Run, Brother" was playing on the TV.

I flew over with a palm, slapped it on the remote control, turned off his TV, and said: "Okay, okay, this first volume of "The Death of Tang Sanzang" is good to give readers an ending, I will treat you as if you are finished, then the other three volumes "The Marriage of Zhu Bajie", "The Anger of Monk Sha" and "The Injury of Sun Xingzhi", when are you going to write it?"

Zhuge was annoyed, took back the remote control, and yelled at me: "Sun Wumao, what are you doing, don't affect me to see Angelababy!"

He wanted to flip the switch and turn the TV back on, but quickly gave up on the idea and instead set the remote aside and lit a cigarette. The brand of the cigarette is his usual preference for Liqun.

He spat out a few puffs of smoke rings, his hairstyle looked a little messy, and he took a deep breath and said to me: "I'm sorry, Monkey King, I don't think I was able to write your story wonderfully, especially your character, I didn't portray it well for readers." ”

There was some guilt in his words, and I comforted: "You don't have to blame yourself, after all, this is the first work, and it is inevitable that there will be some unsatisfactory places, so just pay attention to some in future works." ”

Zhuge Yan took a puff of cigarette and said nothing. I slapped the remote control again, turned on the TV for him, and Wang Zulan appeared on the screen. I said, "Then the other three volumes, are you still going to write them?"

"Write, of course, not only write, but also revise the first volume...... Not now, though. ”

"And when are you going to put pen to paper?"

"Learn more about writing skills and read more books. He walked to the refrigerator and took out a bag of fresh bags, "I think this bit of ink in my stomach is still too little." ”

"If you want to say that, I don't object, then what are you going to do besides studying?" I asked Zhuge Xuan.

"Try to write some short stories of less than 20,000 words, find some magazines to publish, and practice your writing. ”

I glanced at him, "I'm sorry, I don't read magazines!"

"It's okay," he shrugged, "you can add me on WeChat: whatchan, and I'll forward it to you." ”

He tore open the fresh bag, and a smell of aroma came to his nose, which is my favorite.