Black Myth: Journey to the West: Simulate becoming an immortal!

Chapter 87: Strange Things in Yanzhen

With the ability of divine hearing, one can hear all kinds of insults, abuse and obscene words.

It was not until this moment that Chen Xi suddenly realized.

It turns out that this Zen Master Wuchao actually kept a group of gossipy and gossipy ghosts at the foot of his own mountain!
Chen Xi was upset by the noise and became angry.
His face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had the power of divine feet!
In an instant, He came in front of a long-tongued ghost and captured it with one arm.

"Tell me! What tricks did you play?"

"Why does it only reveal its true form at night?"

"What is Master Wuchao's purpose?"

Chen Xi's shout was like rumbling thunder.

If it were an ordinary demon, it would have been frightened out of its wits and would have been talking in a panic, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

However, this group of long-tongued ghosts were different. Despite this provocation, they still acted as they pleased.

He ridiculed, scolded, spread rumors, talked nonsense, and kept cursing Chen Xi, calling him a villain, poking at his sore spots and pointing out his ugly features.

This appearance was completely different from the enthusiastic group of villagers during the day.

The chattering became louder and louder.

It was densely packed and entangled around Chen Xi's body, and it never stopped!
Chen Xi's eyes were red and filled with hostility.

He stretched out his three heads and six arms, his bronze skin was shrouded in blood, and demonic energy rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Good, good, good, you old thief Wuchao!

He actually used this group of damn long-tongued little devils to disguise themselves as humans, which was disgusting to Him!
Since these things are not human, why should He spare them!

Kill them all!

Kill in peace!

Chen Xi was filled with anger, which he could not suppress, and his demonic obstacles began to grow.

With a wave of his six arms, dozens of long-tongued ghosts were piled up together and crushed into meat paste!
Violent demonic energy was constantly surging from his entire body.

At this moment, he actually felt an unprecedented sense of ease and smoothness.

His aura rose steadily, as if he had returned to Gao Village again, when he transformed into a true demon and was born into the world.

The brocade robes are dull and lifeless.

Blood clouds rolled, rocks flew, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, and blood flowed like a river...

"Distinguished guest... distinguished guest?"

"It's time for breakfast. Are you still resting?"

The sky was bright and a breeze was blowing outside the window.

Chen Xi suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked around, then he found that he was still lying in bed!
The shabby wooden bed was covered with several layers of old cotton cloth.

The broken mud brick walls were smeared with yellow mud and repaired.

The toad spirit was lying on the yellow mud ground, with his head resting on a cotton blanket, snoring comfortably.

Chen Xi frowned slightly, used his clairvoyance, and turned to look outside the door.

Then I saw Yanyu, who looked much paler and stronger than yesterday, standing outside the house with a bowl of porridge in his hand, knocking on the door.

"How can this be……"

Chen Xi began to wonder, didn't he kill it last night?

And how come the thatched hut he lived in turned into a mud-brick house?

After last night's experience, Chen Xi became alert.

He looked intently, carefully sizing up the village chief's son.

However, no matter how He looked at it, His words were those of a perfectly normal human being.

There is no trace of demons or monsters on his body, not even a trace of evil spirit!
Could it be that everything that happened last night was just a dream?

Or did the Zen Master Wuchao have some other means to deceive him?

Chen Xi was puzzled and felt that this place was becoming increasingly strange and tricky.

He stopped speculating, stood up and responded, then opened the door to let the words in.

He spoke carefully, walking around the sleeping toad spirit on the ground.

Just as he put down his bowl of porridge and plate of food, Chen Xi suddenly greeted him.

"Thank you for entertaining me recently. I haven't had a good sleep for a long time."

"I wonder if you slept well last night, little brother?"

When Yanyu heard this, his face showed bitterness, he sighed and shook his head.

"Alas, the masters on the mountain came down to help us exorcise the demons, but ended up with almost all of them dead or wounded."

"And those demons are still causing chaos. I don't know how many more people will die."

"How can I sleep well in this situation?"

"I envy the master for being able to remain calm even when faced with a huge disaster."

He muttered to himself and shook his head.

"Ok?"

Chen Xi was confused by what he heard, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

what's the situation?
Why do I feel like everything has changed when I wake up?

What does it mean that the master went down the mountain to fight the devil, and almost everyone was killed or injured?
Isn’t this the story that Village Chief Yan told yesterday?
Could it be that he hasn't woken up yet? Why does he feel so confused and bewildered?
Is it possible...

Chen Xi seemed to have guessed something, and a somewhat bizarre idea arose in his mind.

In order to verify his conjecture, he tentatively asked, "Masters, you have subdued demons and monsters, and your merits are immeasurable. You will also enjoy bliss after death."

"I wonder what the current situation of Zen Master Wuchao is like. Is he injured?"

Hearing this, he was a little stunned.

"All of the Zen master's fellow disciples were killed or injured. He was filled with grief, crying and laughing, and ran all the way back to the mountain last night."

"We don't know how he is doing now, alas..."

"Don't worry, dear guest. The masters have made so many sacrifices for the town, and we are definitely not ungrateful people."

"Since you are the Zen master's guests, my Yanjia Town can still afford your food and accommodation." "Dear guests, please have a good rest. The nights are still not peaceful these days. I don't know where Yanjia Town will end up..."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked out of the room in a depressed mood.

Chen Xi's brows were knitted together, and his mind was in confusion.

The current situation is a bit too confusing.

He was very understanding and never lied in any word he said.

The information revealed in his words and even the changes that occurred in the house seemed to point to one possibility.

He... seemed to have arrived at the former Yanjia Town mentioned by Yan Xingpi!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Chen Xi murmured in his mouth that he absolutely did not believe that Zen Master Wuchao could have such ability!
If he can possess such unimaginable supernatural powers as to reverse the past and the future and confuse cause and effect, then why bother fighting with him?

Besides, if this is really the Yanjia Town of the past, then why would there be someone like Yanyu?

Chen Xi shook his head. Rather than making random guesses, it would be better to actually take a look, which would be more intuitive.

Thinking of this, He opened His palm, revealing the human skin paper.

The blood dripped down.

One breath, two breaths
Time passed slowly, and the human skin paper became slightly hot, but no words appeared.

Chen Xi clenched the human skin paper with some dissatisfaction, and the anger in his heart suddenly ignited!

What the hell is the human skin paper doing?

Is it possible that at this point, human skin paper is really useless?

no, wrong
Chen Xi forced himself to suppress his anger and ignored the obstacles before him.

The current condition of the human skin paper is no longer as good as before, as if it had been consumed too much and lost its effectiveness.

Instead, it was more like the feeling that I had experienced when I repeatedly urged it in a day.

However, it had been a day since he thought of activating this thing, so why did this situation still occur?
Is there something wrong with the timing?
This Zen Master Wuchao from Mount Futu really gave him a big surprise!
First, in the simulation, he turned himself into a real demon and used his magical powers, but was unable to do anything.

Even human skin paper seems to have limited utility nowadays.
Chen Xi took a deep breath, then glanced at the toad spirit who was still sleeping soundly.

Just
In this case, He would like to see what is going on here.

He did not wake up the toad spirit, but walked out of the house by himself.

In an instant, the scene of Yanjia Town came into view.

There are blue brick and tile houses and yellow mud paths everywhere.

At the same time, there are large areas of ruins and smoke and fire.

The people of Yanjia Town, some wearing linen clothes, some wearing silk, all had sad looks on their faces.

Corpses covered with white cloth were lying on the roadside.

There may be people kneeling aside crying, or they may be lonely old people with no one paying attention to them.

The entire Yanjia Town is in a state of desolation and desolation, which is heartbreaking.

However, this situation was much better than the evil and corrupt world Chen Xi had ever seen.

At the very least, the dead still have intact bodies, and the living have all their internal organs intact, unlike monsters.

Chen Xi walked along while listening to their cries.

"Wuwuwu, Dalang! Without you, how can we survive as mother and son?"

"Xiao'e! You died so tragically."

"Why! Why can't those masters conquer all these hateful demons even if they risk their lives?"

"My son, why don't they come and eat me?!"

"Hey, grandson, my son has been eaten..."

"I am an old man, and it will be almost time..."

As Chen Xi listened to these grief-stricken cries, a sense of sadness arose in his heart.

For a moment, even the anger and hostility in his heart were dispersed a lot.

"Buddha, this is just some tricks played by Wuchao."

"Could it be that he really deceived you?"

"Don't fall into that guy's trap."

The Buddha who broke his precepts looked indifferently at the sad scene all over the ground and spoke softly.

At the same time, the Dragon Lord showed a sneer on his face and also said: "These mortals are too weak and should be reduced to food for the demons."

"Could it be that Longzi wants to show mercy and stay here to help those in need?"

When Chen Xi heard this, the sadness in his heart was interrupted.

The little bit of normalcy I had regained was now gone.

The anger reappeared between his brows and he snorted coldly.

Although he has always disliked these two demons, what they say now does make some sense.

Zen Master Wuchao created these illusions for Him to see, just to make a point.

But if you want Him to really believe in the Zen Master Wuchao who saves people from suffering?
Pooh!
Let’s not talk about anything else for now, just talking about Gao Laozhuang, we can’t fail to see the traces of Zen Master Wuchao.

If He really wanted to save people from suffering, why would He cause the whole village to be ruined?
Chen Xi stopped thinking about it and began to look at these seemingly normal villagers.

These guys look one way during the day and another way at night, it's really weird.

Even his clairvoyance couldn't reveal any clues.

If it were possible, a more in-depth investigation would reveal the situation of these villagers.

When this thought arose in Chen Xi's mind, it was like it took root and kept surging in his mind.

Now, He has all six senses complete and His mouth and nose have magical powers.

If you can taste it, savor it carefully...

(End of this chapter)