Chapter 358: Huaguo Mountain, Human-Faced Monkey!

Ao Yulie took a step back, the fighting intent in his eyes slowly fading.

This white bone's danger level was in no way inferior to Yuanling Xue; back in the world he used to stay in, it would have been enough to run rampant in the current era.

"Master, that crying sound just now..." Ao Yulie said.

"I heard it all, very noisy," Tang Luo said.

The crying sound emitted by this white bone was no longer the scroll's "hiss hiss hiss" sound; the scroll's "hiss hiss hiss" sound, rather than being called a kind of sound,

might better be described as a sound that only occurs when a certain special attack takes effect.

The hissing sound is "injury," is "pain."

The scripture-takers couldn't hear it for some reason.

Tang Luo was too strong, completely unaffected, and also couldn't hear it.

But the white bone's special crying sound was different; it was a genuine attack method, and... its power was full.

Although ninety-nine percent of it was used to deal with Ao Yulie, the slight leakage, even just one percent, slightly affecting Yu Kongyuan and the others, would be enough to kill them in an instant.

Tianhe Jin might survive because of his undying body.

Yu Kongyuan wouldn't necessarily.

Fei Yuan Shisan would one hundred percent die.

At that time, consuming merit power to save them might not even get replenished.

So Tang Luo acted, interrupting a move the white bone hadn't fully unleashed yet, and incidentally pinched her to death.

"How come I feel that sound was a bit sad?" Ao Yulie looked thoughtfully at the ashes on the ground.

"Not much merit," Tang Luo said; crossing over this white bone's ghost didn't yield as much merit power as crossing over those other ghosts, only a very tiny amount.

"Then she doesn't count as a 'bad ghost'?" Ao Yulie said, "Her appearance seems to have several points of similarity to those two scripture-takers."

"Oh?"

Ao Yulie nodded firmly; in this aspect, he was very confident.

"Let's go." Tang Luo didn't deliberately think deeper; whether she looked like them or not, what did it matter?

He just came to find Sha Wujing, and incidentally complete the mission.

The secrets on the scripture-takers' bodies didn't have too much relation to Tang Luo; at most he was a bit curious.

This curiosity could completely be left until the "Western Pure Land" to be satisfied; no need to investigate urgently right now.

When the karmic affinity arrives, the truth will naturally unravel.

Buddhist-style laissez-faire investigation method.

Afterwards they didn't encounter any more special ghosts like the white bone.

Ao Yulie also got to recover a bit of face, proving to Tang Luo that just now was merely an accident.

"Cultivate well; as your master I'm not expecting you to be able to fight, but at least have the power to protect yourself," Tang Luo patted Ao Yulie's shoulder and said.

"Protect myself?" Ao Yulie blanked for a moment.

"In the future you'll inevitably encounter opponents; when a real fight breaks out, there's no leisure to attend to anything else," Tang Luo said.

The many powerhouses of the Journey to the West world, when they truly act, are accustomed to going to the Endless Sea (Sea of Suffering), or above the Nine Heavens to fight.

Why? To reduce battle damage.

Even big-shot level powerhouses, fighting to the height of fervor, cannot guarantee that not a single thread of power will leak out.

A slight leak, for many people, is a natural disaster.

Moreover, that kind of all-out clash, divine abilities and spells originally surging violently, those powerhouses who cause heaven and earth to change color and the earth to shake and topple as soon as they fight are not few.

"Oh, oh." Ao Yulie nodded, wiping his forehead.

In case Master encounters some strong enemy later and they really fight, if I get killed by the aftermath between the two of them, that would be too embarrassing.

He made up his mind; no matter what, he had to recover to his former strength.

By that time, at least self-protection wouldn't be a problem.

Sigh, if only I hadn't cut my own cultivation back then; otherwise with the Merit Jade Lotus, recovery would definitely be faster than now.

But back then, Ao Yulie's choice couldn't be counted as a mistake either.

He didn't have the Merit Jade Lotus; if he hadn't decided early on to sever like a hero cutting off his wrist, even though the world he stayed in still had decent heaven and earth Qi, there was still a certain possibility his injuries would worsen.

By then it would be too deep to reverse, and the situation would be even worse.

A month's time passed in a flash.

Tang Luo brought the two scripture-takers westward all the way.

Fei Yuan Shisan and Ao Yulie mixed together, researching some righteous combat methods, their strength improving by leaps and bounds.

Tianhe Jin was still the same old way, flattering with extreme proficiency, occasionally making Ao Yulie feel a trace of threat.

And Yu Kongyuan, his body still soft and weak, but had grown taller by quite a lot.

Originally about the same as Tianhe Jin, now he was already half a head taller.

This gave Tianhe Jin quite a few complaints; whenever he had nothing to do he'd mutter "Who are we, where do we come from, where are we going, why" such philosophical questions.

Attempting to make Yu Kongyuan unhappy, so that he would be happy.

But Yu Kongyuan's will was firm; after the initial confusion he was no longer affected; at a young age he already had a few points of a pilgrim's feeling.

This made Tianhe Jin quite displeased, often furiously impotent.

A twisted old monster, with his claws and fangs ground down by Tang Luo, was no different from a brat.

Still a brat with basically no destructive power.

Nightfall approaching, a dilapidated desolate village.

Tang Luo and company planned to stay the night here; of course, not living in the village's ruined houses, but living inside the Cursed House.

The Cursed House's biggest function now was a tent, plus two maids.

It often made Ao Yulie marvel — Master really knows how to play.

"Hmm, there are actually still people living here..." Arriving at the deserted village, Fei Yuan Shisan froze; he had originally thought this place was already completely abandoned.

Unexpectedly, six people walked out from inside two barely wind-and-rain-proof ruined huts.

Staring at Tang Luo and the others with hostile expressions.

These people had sallow complexions, lean and wiry builds, long arms and long legs, giving off a strange feeling.

In their hands they held farm tools like hoes and sickles; one of them even held a large pair of scissors.

Looking at Tang Luo and the others, the six villagers simultaneously licked their lips.

"Kill them, make them fertilizer."

"Right, make them fertilizer, the Monkey God will be pleased."

"Let me ask that whatever Monkey God — it's probably a ghost." Tang Luo said.

"Yes, Lord Xuanzang." Fei Yuan Shisan stepped forward, drawing a single-edged sharp sword from his waist, his other hand clasped behind his back, exuding the bearing of a master, "Come on."

"Hehe."

The six villagers laughed eerily, and at this moment, the hand Fei Yuan Shisan had clasped behind his back suddenly flung forward.

A large amount of ash was scattered by him, blinding the eyes of these villagers.

Then, Fei Yuan Shisan threw the sharp sword in his hand, directly piercing through the chest of one villager.

From behind his back he pulled out a weapon similar to a firelock, and pulled the trigger.

With a loud bang, another villager fell.

At the same time, the hand that had just scattered ash threw forward again, tossing out a pile of tiny round balls.

Two villagers roared wildly and swung their farm tools charging forward, but stepped on the small round balls, instantly lost their balance, and crashed heavily to the ground.

Fei Yuan Shisan seized the opportunity, drew a dagger, stepped forward and gave each one a slash.

The righteous combat method was displayed to the fullest — it just consumes a lot; after using it once, time must be spent preparing again.

But the effect is also outstanding.

If not for this righteous combat method, Fei Yuan Shisan dealing with these six strange villagers would absolutely not have been this simple.

Not even a miserable victory would necessarily have been achievable.

Only the last villager remained, barely keeping his red and swollen eyes open, his face a mix of shock and ferocity: "You dare kill fruit farmers! The Monkey God will punish you!"

"Before your Monkey God arrives, think about how to save your own life first!"

Fei Yuan Shisan snorted coldly, bypassed the small round beads, and pressed forward in a fierce attack.

Traveling west all the way, after the Ghost Prison, the map lost its function; what was seen was a bizarre, dazzling world.

In some places, intelligent ghosts would pen humans and make them serve themselves.

There were also Exorcist clans cooperating with ghosts that were not so brutal and could communicate, forming an extremely stable rule.

All kinds of strange things, a real eye-opener.

Fei Yuan Shisan guessed that the so-called Monkey God was the first situation.

"What did you say, the mountain behind you is called Flower Fruit Mountain! The Monkey God lives in the Water Curtain Cave on the mountain?"

A few minutes later, Ao Yulie's Young Master Yu image was completely gone, grabbing the villager and roaring, even a bit of spittle could be seen spraying out.

According to the villager, they were fruit farmers planting peach trees for the Monkey God; besides them, there were many other people.

Scattered throughout the great mountain beyond the village.

"Yes, yes." The villager trembled in fear.

"What's there to get excited about, it's most likely a name Wu Jing came up with." Tang Luo said.

Ao Yulie froze, then nodded.

Sha Wujing had stayed in this world for a very long time, later discarded the Demon-Subduing True Treasure Staff, left a message, and traveled west all the way.

If everyone's routes are similar, maybe he also came to this place.

Even lived here for a period of time; to commemorate it, naming it Flower Fruit Mountain and Water Curtain Cave is not impossible.

After he left, a "Monkey Ghost" occupied this place, making humans plant peach trees for it.

Thinking it through like this, things became clearer.

As for whether it is true, just find that Monkey God and ask; since it can make humans plant peach trees for it, it's obviously not the kind of ghost that only has destruction and killing desire — it can communicate and interact to some extent.

"You've been getting more and more restless lately." Tang Luo glanced at Ao Yulie.

"Is that so?" Ao Yulie exhaled, shook his head.

"I'll go with Doggy, you stay here, you protect them well." Tang Luo said to Ao Yulie.

"Yes, Master." Ao Yulie agreed.

Xiaotian Quan, lying atop the Yukong Source, jumped onto Tang Luo's shoulder; one person, one cat followed the direction the villager indicated, heading up the mountain.

This Flower Fruit Mountain's trees are extremely lush, full of vitality.

But now night has fallen, tree shadows layer upon layer, it could also be called ghost shadows layer upon layer.

Coupled with strange cries from who knows where, it easily makes one's heart give birth to fear.

Above, the dense canopy, tree shadows swaying slightly, a black shadow descended from the sky, attacking Tang Luo.

Xiaotian Quan leaped up, swiped a claw.

The black shadow fell to the ground, rolled twice, and made no more sound.

Tang Luo lowered his head for a look, frowned, no surprise — it was a monkey, size about the same as a normal monkey.

Appearance also similar, only, on its head was not a monkey face, but a thoroughly human face.

Human-faced monkey!