Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

There seems to be a very strange smell of death on the opposite side.

Kind of like the ghost outside the cave, but very different, and there is some holiness in death.

This breath is very weak, disappearing and appearing from time to time, and Sun Wukong even wondered if he had hallucinations.

Sun Wukong took a step forward, and suddenly the breath burst out.

In a flash, Sun Wukong was sure that there was indeed something in that darkness.

"Come out!" Sun Wukong shouted.Take out the golden hoop stick and hold it in your hand.

There was no sound over there, and the breath weakened again, almost disappearing.

Is it afraid of me?

Sun Wukong didn't feel any hostility, so he boldly took a few steps forward.

Just when he was about to reach the very center, there was movement in the darkness.

The breath that was like a gossamer suddenly became stronger, but Sun Wukong did not feel any pressure.

"Don't get close to it!" A childish voice sounded.

Sun Wukong immediately understood who "it" was referring to.It's the little puddle in the center.

This little puddle is so magical, can it save the god of death?

When he thought that the god of death was already hanging by a thread, he was dying.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but have the idea of ​​collecting the water and trying it out.

"Don't think about it, this water can't save lives, it will only bring disaster to us."

Sun Wukong is terrified, can he know what I'm thinking?

In the darkness, a small paper man jumped out.

He was holding a worn-out red cloth in his hand, and the body made of paper had turned yellow, looking very old, with traces of years.

His eyes stared at Sun Wukong like longan, but his eyes were helpless and vicissitudes.

This body is completely different from its childish voice.

"This water is obtained through the reaction of stalactites, and it is very energetic. It is used to feed a demon in this mountain. If he can't drink this water, our family will be wiped out.

I'm just guarding the cave and making sure that whoever comes in won't get out alive. "

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, holding the golden cudgel, already in a defensive stance.

Just as he was about to speak, the little paper figurine said again, "A thousand years ago, this divine water flowed directly to the clan, and only the most talented young people were eligible to get it.

But not long after, a big devil came to the mountain and occupied the divine water.

I was given this order to guard.

It looks like the slave of the Great Demon King.And the people in the clan plan how to recapture the Shenshui and kill the Great Demon King.

But we are too self-sufficient. The Great Demon King is already very strong, and it is nourished by this divine water every day.

Killed my clan without breaking a sweat.

Maybe it was because I was still useful, so I kept my soul, turned it into a ghost, and continued to guard in this cave. "

After Sun Wukong listened to it, he thought, this little paper figure is a ghost, and the ghosts outside the cave should also have something to do with this big devil.

But it is obvious that the little paper figurine is not an evil spirit, it has a strong holy spirit.

"I just don't know that the Great Demon King is still here. There has been no news for nearly five hundred years." The little paper man said.

"Does your family possess the ability to purify?" Sun Wukong asked.

"It's easy to see that even my soul has a strong divine aura.

Our family is called angels. Before we perish, the neighborhood is holy and peaceful, and we bless many villages.

I used to be a gifted angel too, but unfortunately... I haven't done anything yet. "

The little paperman's face was full of pride, and when it came to the back, it turned into a sigh, helplessness, and perhaps some unwillingness.

It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and after the little paper man started talking, he couldn't stop.

At the end, it looked at Sun Wukong: "I'm just a soul now, I don't have any strength at all, you don't have to be on guard against me.

I sensed your friend outside, and it also seemed to be entangled with an aura. "

"What can you do to save him?" Sun Wukong said hurriedly.

The little paper figurine shook his head, "I said, I don't have any strength right now, and I don't have the ability to rescue him. It's fate that you and I met today. I can only advise you not to act blindly, but to find the root cause. I don't know much about the outside, I've been in this cave for a thousand years. And, hurry up."

Sun Wukong was very grateful to the little paper figurine and asked if he would go out together, but the little paper figurine refused.

He doesn't want to disobey the order, even if he is dead, just stay in this cave forever.

Before leaving, the little paperman gave Sun Wukong a magic pill, only to say that it was a life-saving pill.

Sun Wukong said goodbye to the little paper human, and went back to the cave outside along the passage.

Chapter six hundred and ninety first parasitic vine