"Who told you this?" "The night quicksand directly grabbed Tang Xuansong's collar before he picked it up from the ground.

Tang Xuansong's face was a little ugly, and he said, "It's what I said, what kind of nerves are you!"

"How do you know that?" Night Quicksand let go of his collar, his face full of doubt.

Tang Xuansong secretly glanced at him and muttered in a low voice: "It's terrible to be uneducated." ”

Monkey and Liu Xingyan both looked at Ye Liusha and Tang Xuansong curiously at this time.

Night quicksand muttered in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about, Tang Xuansong didn't dare to get too close to the night quicksand, so he grinned and hid behind the monkey.

The monkey turned around and said with a smile, "These two guys are here now, why don't you get rid of the harm for the people?"

Tang Xuansong smiled and said embarrassedly: "Don't laugh at me, you also know how many catties and taels I have." ”

"Stinky boy, tell me, have you ever met my senior sister Bailong?" Night Quicksand's emotions erupted again, pointing at Tang Xuansong and yelling.

"No, I've never seen anyone named White Dragon, it's a strange name. Tang Xuansong hid behind the monkey, even buried his head on the monkey's back, and didn't dare to look directly at the vicious eyes of the night quicksand.

"Why, why did it give me hope and make me desperate!" Night Quicksand held his head in his hands, revealing a very painful look.

Looking at the painful appearance of the night quicksand, the other three people actually felt some empathy.

Hope, despair!

The monkey woke up from his dream, full of hope, but found that the old man was no longer there, so he despaired.

Tang Xuansong dreamed that he could become a hero who slayed demons and demons, and he was full of hope, but the result was that he could only practice some three-legged cat spells, so he was desperate.

Liu Xingyan worshipped a Taoist priest as a teacher in order to save his wife, he was full of hope, but because of careless cultivation, he became a monster, and his strength had not improved in the past three years, so he was desperate.

As for Night Quicksand, no one knows what happened to him, and people have the impression that he is a heinous and murderous demon.

"Monkey, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, I decided to follow you. Tang Xuansong grabbed the monkey's tail and didn't let go.

The monkey looked at Liu Xingyan, and Liu Xingyan looked at the night quicksand, and the fates of these four people were intertwined at this moment.

"Where is Tong'er?" Liu Xingyan stared at the night quicksand with burning eyes, and the night quicksand ignored him, but said to himself: "It's been thirty years, senior sister, where have you been?"

The four people present had their own thoughts, and suddenly a demonic aura suddenly came.

The monkey was a little surprised, and looked at the sky, and it was Xiao Eleven flying from the sky.

At this time, Xiao Eleven's appearance was a little embarrassed, and the clothes on his body were in tatters as if they had been torn. Her face was gloomy, she fell from the sky, walked to Liu Xingyan's side, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't help you save the child." ”

At this time, she lowered her head and put away the demonic energy on her body, like a little girl who had done something wrong, and did not dare to look directly into Liu Xingyan's eyes.

Liu Xingyan almost fell to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Where is Tong'er?"

Little Eleven said sadly: "She is in a place where you can't go, it's a gathering place for devils, even I can't get in." ”

"Maybe I can help you, little girl, tell me where the person you want to save is, and I'll help you get her back. The monkey stepped forward and said to Little Eleven.

Xiao Shiyi looked at the monkey suspiciously, shook his head and said, "Just because you are a thin monkey, you also want to break into the Rakshasa country?"

"What is the Rakshasa Country?" asked the monkey.

Xiao Eleven said: "The Rakshasa country is in the north, and all the demons live there, and those demons regard ugliness as beauty, and the uglier the people there, the greater the official position. The king of the Rakshasa Kingdom is a complete ugly monster who looks very disgusting. ”

Speaking of the Rakshasa Kingdom, there is another allusion.

It is said that once upon a time there was a man named Ma Ji, who was suave when he was young. He was a very clever man, and he was admitted to school at the age of fourteen. It's a pity that his school career was not long, because his father no longer went out to do business when he was old, and Ma Ji gave up studying to do business. Ma Ji had no choice but to obey his fate.

My father has been in business all his life, and he has been to many places and seen more strange things, but he is much inferior to Ma Ji's later experience. What kind of special experience did Ma Ji have?

Once, Ma Ji crossed the sea with others to do business, but unexpectedly, their ship was blown away by the strong wind, and after a few days and nights, they found a capital city that could be rescued from the vast sea. So, one by one, they went ashore exhausted.

Ma Ji was born handsome, and he was given the title of "handsome man" when he was a child. But he doesn't usually care much about other people's appearance. But when I arrived in this capital, I found that the people here were very ugly.

They saw that Ma Ji didn't look like them at all, but thought he was a monster, so everyone fled. Ma Ji began to see their appearance, and his heart was terrified. However, when he learned that the people here were afraid of him, he not only stopped being afraid, but wanted to use his special power to bully the people of the city. From then on, when he saw the people in the city eating, he ran straight to them, frightened them away, and ate the rest of their meals.

One day, Ma Ji walked to a mountain village. He found that some people in this mountain village were not as ugly as the people in the capital, but they were dressed in tatters and did not pay attention to their dress at all.

Instead of breaking into their home, Ma Ji sat under a large tree at the head of the village to rest. The people in the mountain village had never seen a person like Ma Ji, so at first, they just looked at him from afar.

After a long time, I realized that he was not some man-eating monster, so I got a little closer. Ma Ji made a friendly gesture, and he smiled and talked to them. However, most of the people in the mountain villages did not understand what he said. It took him a long time to make them understand that he was from the middle.

The mountain people, who understood his words, immediately told the news to all the neighbors. The people in the mountain village then knew that he Ma Ji was not a man-eating demon at all.

Despite this, those people who looked very strange never dared to step forward, and almost walked away after looking at Ma Ji. Those who dared to step forward and contact Ma Ji were all about the same as those of the Central Plains.

Ma Ji finally communicated his feelings with some people. It turned out that the people in this mountain village were very hospitable, so they invited Ma Ji to the village as a guest, and Ma Ji did not refuse.

At the banquet, Ma Ji asked them why they were afraid, and they replied: "I heard from the elders that there is a place called the Central Plains 26,000 miles west, and the people there have very strange images. ”

Ma Ji asked them why they were so poor that they couldn't even wear their clothes neatly, and they said, "What our country values is not articles, but appearance." Those who are particularly ugly are the superior people, who are high-ranking officials, second-class officials, magistrates, and second-class officials, and those who are first-class again can also be favored by nobles, and thus obtain food to feed their wives and children. Those of us who are not ugly are considered unlucky by our parents when we are born, and most of them are abandoned. Some of them were not thrown away right away, just for the sake of succession. ”

Hearing them say this, Ma Ji was even more curious, so he asked them which country this was, and the mountain people replied that it was called the Rakshasa country, and the country was in the north, only thirty miles away from this mountain village.