The setting sun on the barren mountains, White Bone Ridge the wind howls like a cry.
Tang Sanzang looked at the old man in front of him and was speechless for a long time.
He was in ragged clothes, stooped like a rotten tree, and was holding a bone crutch. Every step he took, a layer of gray bone frost seemed to appear on the ground.
After a little questioning.
Tang Sanzang concluded that the old man came out to look for his daughter and wife.
They hadn't returned for a long time, and they seemed to have encountered some kind of danger, showing a hundred percent worry.
It's still a familiar routine.
It echoes the old woman in front.
[Amitabha Buddha has no heart, White Bone Spirit has changed from one to three, and the background story has not been modified at all.]
[Except for the girl becoming Bai Jingjing, you are still a family.]
[Too lazy, not as diligent as I am.]
The Heavenly Venerates of the Three Pure Ones Hall think so.
When their disciple Zhou Qingqing broke the plot, he really broke the plot.
Amitabha Buddha The main focus of this meeting is a substitution method.
As long as those like Daoism who know the plot don't feel embarrassed, Amitabha Buddha will feel even less embarrassed.
The question now is how Tang Sanzang views this last old man.
According to normal circumstances, this old man is of course Tang Sanzang's destined opponent.
But for Tang Sanzang, any situation is normal.
Although the current old man really looks like his opponent, it is entirely possible that this old man is an ordinary person.
Without the magical power to distinguish authenticity, once the "ordinary old man" in front of him is killed by Burial, his heart will of course be broken.
[No matter what Tang Sanzang thinks, Three Strikes Against the White-Boned Demon has to be practiced by Three Burials himself. In a sense, it has changed the plot.]
"Tang Sanzang, my wife and daughter haven't come back,"
"Why are you stopping me?"
The old man stopped on White Tiger Ridge, his cloudy eyes filled with eagerness.
Compared to the old woman before, this old man clearly has emotions.
If Little White Dragon Ao Lie was at this time, Tang Sanzang felt that he must be able to see the emotional symbols on the old man's body.
If Sun Wukong were here, golden flames would be burning in his eyes at this time.
Now, infinite warning signs arose in his heart.
"You told me that you came from the Eastern Tang Empire and went west specifically to preach. Could it be that you didn't turn back on your way to help me find the old woman and my daughter?"
The old man hit the cane heavily on the ground.
"Forget it if you don't go back, why don't you let me go by myself?"
At this point, the old man's voice became even more stern.
"I don't know what Tao is, but I know that I am the head of this family. If they are eaten by tigers coming out of the mountains, the old man will fight them to the death."
"If you don't want to go, get out of the way of the old man."
"How long has the old man lived on White Tiger Ridge? He is very familiar with all the environments. He can find my old woman and daughter even without your company."
Tang Sanzang didn't move.
The old man in front of him was sincere and sincere, and he seemed to be no different from the ordinary old man.
Tang Sanzang has no opening.
If he were a member of Buddha Path, Jidu would probably be able to put his hands together and say, "Boundless Sea of Suffering, it's safe to turn around now."
His tongue is as bright as a lotus, and he can thoroughly tell what happened before, and tell the story of the sea of suffering.
It's just that the way he preaches now is already the way of Daoism.