"Whew... Whew··· ！”

The signal flickered, and some 'jokes' popped up from time to time.

Then there was a terrible laugh from the cemetery.

The takeaway brother who had the courage to deliver the takeaway to the gate of the cemetery finally couldn't resist the strong inner pressure, hugged the takeaway and rode on the electric donkey, and ran away with a smoke.

Bad reviews are bad reviews!

Fuck it!

You can't lose your life just to send an order!

Chu Zhongtian is really happy now. So much so that he seemed to have forgotten that he also ordered takeout.

If you are a normal person, you may now wonder why I am here, why there is such a thing, and why I can hear these strange 'jokes'.

But Chu Zhongtian definitely didn't have so many ideas, at least not for the time being.

He's just curious right now.

What has become of those myths and strange stories that are different from those in his memory?

Until the channel of the signal is completely locked.

An ethereal, distant singing voice seemed to come from an empty mountain stream, even if it was separated by a walkie-talkie, Chu Zhongtian seemed to be able to smell the hazy mountain stream mist, and the clouds in the forest.

He was completely captivated by the voice.

Unconsciously, a strong desire is born.

He wanted to go there in person, he wanted to see what a woman who sang like that was going to be.

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 powerful suction enveloped Chu Zhongtian.

Under Feng Linwan's interference, Chu Zhongtian smuggled into a secret realm.

Such a secret realm, if Feng Linwan went there in person, then he would definitely encounter strong resistance.

It's like... A burly and sturdy old black wants to talk to an Asian girl who is less than 1.5 meters tall, then there must be a lot of 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 little embarrassing.

However, Chu Zhongtian... He's an embroidery needle!

Such a small chisel is pierced into it, and it can't even be touched by plastic wrap, so it is completely harmless type.

Therefore, Chu Zhongtian's smuggling is very easy and simple.

At this time, Chu Zhongtian was flying in mid-air, feeling the rapid descent, feeling the call from the wind, and the frolicking from the clouds, and only felt extremely free.

He didn't react at all, and he got closer and closer to the deep blue water.

By the time he came back to his senses, it was difficult to adjust his falling posture.

As a student, Chu Zhongtian still has enough common sense.

For example, falling from a height into the water is actually not much different from jumping from a height to a concrete floor.

In those martial arts, falling from the cliff, falling into the deep pool at the bottom of the cliff, saving his life... It's completely fooling children, and it's a misguide.

Just when Chu Zhongtian worked hard, he wanted to straighten his hands and put his palms together in a diving posture that was as standard as possible.

A mist of water, like a spiritual snake, swept over the surface of the lake and quickly came to Chu Zhongtian's side.

Then, like a ball of soft marshmallows, Chu Zhongtian was firmly wrapped.

The mist carried Chu Zhongtian and flew towards a small boat on the lake.

On the bow of the boat stood a woman dressed in white.

She has jet-black hair, a high nose, big eyes, and her facial features are amazing, but what is even more memorable at first sight is her ethereal Lingbo fairy-like temperament.

And 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, indescribably delicate and lovely.

Chu Zhongtian was excited!

He had already thought of who those two were.

So he directly pointed at the woman in white and said loudly: "You are Bai Suzhen, White Lady!"

He turned his hand and pointed to the girl in green clothes and said, "You are Xiaoqing... Isn't that right?"

Chu Zhongtian did not waste his bold name in vain.

The nerves are really rough.

The woman in white at the bow of the boat was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled.

The girl in Tsing Yi jumped up, pointed at Chu Zhongtian and scolded angrily: "Where did you come from, you are talking nonsense here." ”

"I haven't even heard of the name of my White Lady. ”

"You mortal, listen up, my white lady is the demon king of the White Tiger Ridge for eight hundred miles. ”

"Demon King?"

"White Tiger Ridge?"

"Isn't Bai Suzhen cultivating in Qingcheng Mountain?" Chu Zhongtian hadn't come back to his senses yet.

But the woman in white smiled and said, "Interesting! Bai Suzhen? But it's not bad!"

"Little Charm! Your mother, just call Bai Suzhen!"

No matter how big Chu Zhongtian's nerves were, when he heard such a conversation, he also felt that something was wrong.

But I heard the girl in green clothes say again: "Mortal! are you a monk?"

Although Chu Zhongtian's hair is not short, it is not long.

For the ancients, his hair... It's almost a monk.

For many ascetics who climb mountains and mountains, short hair and small heads are the norm.

Those monks who shave their hair cleanly, shine brightly, and can be used as light bulbs are all monks from famous mountains and temples, which requires frequent 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 version of Bai Suzhen, then it is possible that it is not a good monster.

"You're not a monk, why did you shave your head? ”

"Niangniang, why don't I eat him in one bite!" the girl in Tsing Yi begged the woman in white.

The woman in white shook her head, stretched out a finger and tapped the brow of the girl in green for a moment, and then said: "Xiao Mei! I have told you many times that it is not right to eat people, although you can cultivate diligently, and since that demon king became the supreme of the Three Realms, many heavenly rules have been abolished, and we demons are no longer prohibited from eating people." But... ”

"But Bai Niangniang, you have to wait for the person who travels west to learn the scriptures, right?"

"If you want to follow the people who learn the scriptures all the way, you can't be infected with murder... I know, mother, you've said it many times. The girl in Tsing Yi glared at Chu Zhongtian unwillingly.

Although Chu Zhongtian has a big nerves, he is not a fool, and he knows that he seems to have walked through the ghost gate again.

"But... Looks like you've met a good youkai?"

"Is it Tang Seng who learns the scriptures?" Chu Zhongtian thought of this, and asked casually.

"Dare to ask the Demon King, the person you are talking about learning scriptures, but the Tang monks and Tang Sanzang who came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven to learn the scriptures?"

"Tang Seng?"

"Tang Sanzang?" Bai Niangniang looked surprised.

Then he shook his head and said: "I don't know who is Tang Seng, but this scripture learner is the reincarnation of the Supreme of the Three Realms in the past, such as today's court is occupied by the demon king, the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain fell into the hands of the demon lord Wutian, and the Jade Emperor was reincarnated as a mortal, all the way west not only to gather the old department, but also to open a magic weapon left by the Buddha in the past." ”