"Bah...Bah...!"
The signal flashed, and some 'jokes' popped out from time to time.
Then bursts of terrifying laughter came from the cemetery.
The takeaway boy who had the courage to deliver the takeout to the entrance of the cemetery finally couldn't resist the strong inner pressure, got on the electric donkey and ran away with the takeout in hand.
If you give a bad review, just give it a bad review!
Go to hell!
You can't risk your life just to give away an order!
Chu Zhongtian is really happy now. So much so that he seemed to have forgotten that he ordered takeout.
An ordinary person might be thinking now, why am I here, why is there such a thing, and why can I hear these weird 'jokes'.
But Chu Zhongtian definitely doesn't have so many ideas, at least not for the time being.
Now, he is just curious.
What happened to those myths and strange stories that were different from those in his memory?
Until the signal channel is completely locked.
A misty, distant song seemed to come from an empty mountain stream. Even through the intercom, Chu Zhongtian seemed to be able to smell the hazy mountain stream mist and the misty clouds in the forest.
He was completely attracted by the sound.
Unconsciously, a strong desire arose.
He wanted to go there in person, he wanted to see what the woman who sang such a song was like.
And under the control of this powerful will, he only felt that everything in front of him began to blur and shake.
The next moment, a strong suction force enveloped Chu Zhongtian.
Under Feng Linyi's intervention, Chu Zhongtian smuggled into a secret realm.
If Feng Linwen went to such a secret realm in person, he would definitely encounter strong resistance.
It's like... a tall and muscular old black man wants to talk to an Asian girl who is less than 1.5 meters tall, so there must be many difficulties in this.
After all, the key used to open the big iron door has to open the small lock of the bicycle, which is a bit embarrassing.
However, Chu Zhongtian...he is just an embroidery needle!
Such a small hole can't even be touched by the plastic wrap, so it is completely harmless.
Therefore, Chu Zhongtian's smuggling was very easy and simple.
At this time, Chu Zhongtian was flying in mid-air, feeling the rapid descent, the call from the wind, and the play of the clouds. He felt extremely free.
Without reacting at all, he was getting closer and closer to the dark blue water.
By the time he came to his senses, it was already difficult to adjust his falling posture.
As a student, Chu Zhongtian still has enough common sense.
For example, falling from a height to the water is actually not much different from jumping from a height to the concrete floor.
In those martial arts stories, the idea of saving one's life after falling off a cliff or falling into a deep pool at the bottom of a cliff... is simply to fool children and is a misguided guide.
Just when Chu Zhongtian tried hard to straighten his hands and put his palms together to assume a standard diving posture.
A stream of water mist, like a spiritual snake, swept across the lake and quickly came to Chu Zhongtian's side.
Then like a ball of soft marshmallow, it wrapped Chu Zhongtian tightly.
The water mist carried Chu Zhongtian and flew towards a small boat on the lake.
I saw a woman in white standing on the bow of the boat.
She has jet black hair, a high nose, and big eyes. Her facial features are stunning, but what is even more unforgettable is her ethereal fairy-like temperament.
And right next to the woman in white, a girl in green clothes was rolling up her trousers, sitting on the string of the boat, putting half of her white and tender calves into the cold lake water, and then shaking her fleshy little feet, indescribable Delicate and lovely.
Chu Zhongtian is excited!
He had already thought of who these two people were.
So he pointed directly at the woman in white and said loudly: "You are Bai Suzhen, the white lady!"
He then pointed at the girl in green and said, "You are Xiaoqing... right?"
Chu Zhongtian did not waste his bold name as Chu.
The nerves are really rough.
The woman in white on the bow of the boat was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled.
But the girl in green clothes jumped up, pointed at Chu Zhongtian and cursed angrily: "Where did you come from, you are just talking nonsense here."
"I haven't even heard of my White Lady's name."
"You mortal, please listen carefully. My White Lady is the Demon King of the Eight Hundred Miles White Tiger Ridge."
"Demon King?"
"White Tiger Ridge?"
"Isn't Bai Suzhen a cultivator in Qingcheng Mountain?" Chu Zhongtian has not yet recovered.
But the woman in white smiled and said: "Interesting! Bai Suzhen? This name...is not bad, either!"
"Xiao Mei! From now on... your mother-in-law, let's call her Bai Suzhen!"
No matter how nervous Chu Zhongtian was, he felt that something was wrong when he heard this conversation.
But the girl in green said again: "Mortal! Are you a monk?"
Although Chu Zhongtian's hair is not short, it is not long either.
To the ancients, with his hair like this... he was almost a monk.
For many ascetics who travel across mountains and ridges, short hair and a crew cut are the norm.
Those monks whose hair is cleanly shaved and shiny and can be used as light bulbs are all monks from famous mountain temples, so they need regular image management.
"I'm not a monk!" Chu Zhongtian shook his head, feeling a little worried.
After all...if this White Lady is not Bai Suzhen...the original Bai Suzhen, then maybe she is not a good monster.
"You're not a monk, why did you shave your head? You don't look like a good person at first glance."
"Empress! How about I eat him in one bite!" The girl in green begged the woman in white.
The woman in white shook her head, stretched out a finger and tapped the girl in green on the brow, and then said: "Xiao Mei! I have told you many times that cannibalism is wrong. Although you can improve your cultivation, and since then After the Demon King became the Supreme of the Three Realms, he abolished many of the laws of heaven and no longer prohibited us demons from eating humans. But..."
"But Madam White Lady, you have to wait for the Buddhist pilgrims traveling to the west, right?"
"If you want to follow the pilgrims all the way, you must not be contaminated with the evil of killing... I know! You have said it many times, my queen." The girl in green glared at Chu Zhongtian unwillingly.
Although Chu Zhongtian was very nervous, he was not a fool. He knew that he seemed to be on the verge of death again.
"But...it seems like I met a good monster?"
"The scripture collector? Is it Tang Monk?" Chu Zhongtian thought of this and asked casually.
"I dare to ask the demon king, are the Buddhist scripture seekers you mentioned, the Tang Monk and Tang Sanzang who came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?" Chu Zhongtian wanted to determine first what kind of scriptures he had traveled to. place.
"Tang Monk?"
"Tang Sanzang?" Bai Niangniang looked surprised.
Then he shook his head and said: "I don't know who Tang Monk is, but this scripture seeker is the reincarnation of the supreme being of the three realms in the past. Now the heaven is occupied by the demon king, the West Heaven Lingshan falls into the hands of the demon lord Wutian, and the Jade Emperor reincarnates as a mortal, traveling westward. In order to gather the old tribe, and also to open a magic weapon left by the Buddha in the past."
