The Monkey King: Chapter 594 : Who are you helping?

  Intensive sound of breaking through the air roared.

  Tianpeng dragged Xuanzang to his side.

   In the blink of an eye, a large number of arrows fell like raindrops, smoke and dust rose from the ground, and the arrows swayed slightly.

   Dozens of unsuspecting monks fell in response, and the blood slowly fainted along the gravel under their feet.

   Xuanzang's eyes widened in shock.

   There is a canopy beside him, and no matter how many ordinary bows and arrows are, they cannot get close to him. But what about the others?

  The entire quarry has long been filled with grief.

The other monks huddled in the crevices of the stones, huddled behind their houses, some were so frightened that they wept bitterly, while others covered their mouths tightly, for fear of making a sound and being called to another place by others who knew where they were hiding. A wave of arrows.

"put!"

   Before Xuanzang could recover, there was another sound of breaking through the air outside the fence. Another rain of arrows poured down.

   In the pool of blood, a monk who was still alive with several arrows in his body cried and wanted to climb to Xuanzang. But before he could climb out a ten-foot distance, he heard a "pop", and an arrow had passed through his temple hole. Immediately afterwards, three arrows fell on his back one after another, and dozens of arrows fell to his side.

  The monk opened his mouth wide, and all words were locked in his throat. He tilted his neck, maintaining a stunned expression, and was silent. Only a pair of empty eyes still seemed to be looking in Xuanzang's direction.

   At this moment, Xuanzang's hand trembled slightly.

   There was still no trace of panic in his face. But the bead of sweat on his forehead really slipped down.

   He held his hand tightly and stood beside the canopy, as if forcing himself to calm down.

   All around, all the monks were looking at him.

  A ladder was erected outside the fence, and a soldier climbed up the ladder and glanced inside. He turned his head and gestured towards the back.

"put!"

   was another clear cry, and a rain of arrows broke from behind the fence and flew towards the low house.

   In just a split second, the sound of screams came from inside the house, and the originally humble earth wall was smashed into holes by arrows.

With    a harsh sound, the door slowly opened. A monk with several arrows in his body came out tremblingly, and he fell to the ground before he took a few steps.

   Those hands trembled slightly. Unwilling to reach out to Xuanzang.

   behind him. The house was already full of corpses.

   Xuanzang's eyes widened, bloodshot in them.

   Before Xuanzang could react, Tianpeng shot.

   He pointed in the air, and the soldier who was lying on the ladder looking into the distance immediately vomited blood and fell down.

   "What are you doing? He is a mortal!" Xuanzang grabbed Tianpeng's hand.

   turned his head slowly, and Tianpeng said softly: "He is observing where the people inside are hiding and directing the direction of the arrows. If he does not die, more monks will die."

   Xuanzang's hand trembled slightly and let go.

  …

   On the hillside, the multi-eyed monster stood as still as a nail.

   "Reporting to the national teacher! They have shot!"

   "How to do it?"

   "Killed our brother in charge of observation in the air!"

"Kill a person from the air?" The multi-eyed brow trembled slightly, and said: "I really can't stand it. Prove the Dao Purdue? Hmph, nonsense! Let's see how you prove the Dao, continue to shoot! Many people go to observe and let them kill!"

   "No!"

  …

   Dozens of ladders were erected outside the fence at the same time, and one by one’s heads stuck out.

  Tianpeng looked at everything in disbelief, and the horror on Xuanzang's face could no longer be concealed.

   "What should I do?" The roller blind hurriedly moved to the side of the canopy.

   "It's the wrong way, it's absolutely certain that it's the wrong way."

"How to say?"

  …

on the hill. The multi-eyed monster slowly rubbed his fingers, his eyes were constantly wandering, and he muttered to himself: "There is an extra Marshal Tianpeng.

  …

Glancing at the rolling curtain, Tianpeng whispered: "This is a strong attack... I don't believe that mortals would attack the gods in their minds without fear...even monsters. The most important thing is that we have nothing yet. It's not worth it at all. So. Surely there are people behind their backs directing them to get something done."

   "Then what to do? Their target must be Master Xuanzang!"

   Xiaobailong took out the jade slip that communicated with the monkey, and Tianpeng quickly grabbed his wrist.

   "You haven't notified the Great Sage yet?"

"No notice." Tianpeng shook his head slowly and said, "The monkey is doing the most important thing to him. If you interrupt in the middle, he has to go back. The most important thing is that the real enemy is not there. If you show up, it's useless if you call him here."

   Xuanzang looked at the canopy in astonishment.

   Yes, although they are on the same road, they are not the same person after all.

  There are countless blood debts on the monkeys, so why didn’t the canopy walk all the way on the bones? It's not just them, even the little white dragon, the black bear spirit, and the roller blinds, none of them have been killed before, they are already used to seeing this kind of scene.

   But what about Xuanzang?

Among the    group, only Xuanzang was truly bloodless on his hands.

   bowed his head, Xuanzang saw that the monks were tightly pulling the corners of his clothes, and their eyes were looking at him eagerly.

   They are afraid.

   They were afraid that as soon as Xuanzang left here, the canopy would also leave. At that time, the shield would be gone, and they would also die.

  …

   At this time, in the underworld, monkeys were sitting on the mountain of catalogues and flipping through them.

   The King Ksitigarbha on the side said softly: "Master, it will take a long time to check it alone. This is just a catalogue. Or, would the poor monk ask someone to check it for you?"

   "Huh." The monkey gave Ksitigarbha King a blank look, and said leisurely, "You want to know what I'm going to investigate, right? You've got it."

   "What? What the Great Sage wants to investigate, can't the poor monk know?"

   "Guess." The monkey glanced at Jizo King with a smile. Lowering his eyebrows, he happened to see a page of the record of human birth in the Huashan area, but he just kept it in his heart, turned it over calmly, and said leisurely: "I found out. You managed this hall of life and death well. Last time Come on, I haven't seen such a thing as a catalog, and it's a lot easier to look up all of a sudden."

"The Great Sage has passed the prize." Ksitigarbha King laughed softly: "This is actually all your credit, Great Sage. If you hadn't destroyed the entire Hall of Life and Death and burned the Book of Life and Death to dispel the anger, where would you have reorganized it? What do you say? Besides. Since the poor monk has taken over the underworld, it is natural that he has to achieve something."

   "Are you complimenting me or complimenting yourself?" Monkey threw the finished catalog to the side, picked up another copy and pretended to read it.

   "Of course it's exaggerating the sage. If you don't break it, you won't stand." After a slight pause, the King Ksitigarbha said softly: "Since the sage said that the poor monk doesn't need help, the poor monk will be excused."

   "Oh? Are you leaving?" The monkey raised his head slightly.

   "Master, mind?"

   "Don't mind don't mind, on the contrary. Ask for it."

   "The Great Sage is really...quick talk. In that case, the poor monk is excused." King Ksitigarbha smiled lightly, took three steps back, turned and walked outside the hall.

   But when he left like this, the monkey's heart suddenly trembled, and he looked in the direction where King Jizo left.

   A thought appeared in his mind.

   "Something's wrong. Could it be that he already...knows what I'm looking for?"

  …

   "Broken! Broken! Broken! Broken!"

   The canopy kept shooting.

   Not only the canopy, but also the rolling shutter, the black bear spirit, and the little white dragon.

   The soldiers who climbed the long ladder fell one by one. The speed was so fast that they didn't even have the chance to look inside.

   But even so, one by one's head still wanted to stick out from behind the fence without fear of death.

   Waves of arrows rose into the air and fell heavily, and no matter where the monks were hiding, they could hit them accurately.

   Obviously, this is not a blind shot.

   Gradually, the canopy found that they had sent many people to look at you through the tiny gap in the fence. Although the field of vision is very narrow, it can still be used to direct the direction of the arrow.

  Standing in the position of the canopy, if you don't observe carefully, you won't even notice it.

   "Can they observe in another way and still keep sending people to die? Just to distract us?"

   Dozens of monks hid behind the rock, the arrows seemed to have eyes, they chose an extremely tricky angle and shot half of them instantly across the fence.

  More than a dozen monks were forced to climb the low hill behind them. They lowered their bodies and took cover through the rocks to avoid being seen by the soldiers outside the fence. However, they were still found.

   A monk wailed and rolled down the low hill. Knocked on the rock, even the brain was knocked out.

   Xuanzang watched all this quietly with red eyes.

   That hand was still tightly clasped, fingers dug into the flesh.

   He mumbled to himself: "Even they can't save them, how can they prove Purdue all the way westward..."

"Reality is not so ideal." Tianpeng replied with a blank face: "It's like a war, there are gains and losses. You can hurt a thousand enemies, and you will lose 800. If you want to conquer the city, you must pay the price of blood. It's impossible to protect anything."

   "If you say that, isn't it impossible for Purdue?"

  The canopy didn't answer, just as before, he was perceiving everything outside the fence through the fence as thinly as before.

   There, there are already more than 20,000 troops, and more troops are still coming, but they still don't feel any spiritual power fluctuations.

   Waves of arrows hit the shield in vain and fell to the ground.

   In the entire quarry, it seemed that only Xuanzang was left, and the shield supported by the canopy, the black bear spirit, the rolling shutter, and the little white dragon was the real safety. It's a pity that this place is full of plans and can only accommodate 200 people.

   Although it was already crowded, countless monks rushed towards it from every corner of the quarry, braving a rain of arrows. However, none of them made it.

   This place is like a huge bait, and countless soldiers are watching carefully through the fence, waiting for the monks scattered everywhere to take a risk and deliver a deadly arrow.

   The most successful one was just walking to a distance of fifty meters from the shield.

   He was hit by five arrows and fell to the ground, but he still stretched out a hand towards Xuanzang: "Master...Save me..."

   The next moment, a rain of arrows fell on him.

  The blood fainted under him.

   Watching all this, in a trance, Xuanzang took a step forward, but was blocked by the canopy.

   "He's dead, don't go there."

   After a while, Xuanzang slowly closed his eyes.

   The arrows rained continuously, and the screams came one after another, and a faint sound like a dream came from the pile of corpses, and a pair of blood-stained hands stretched out towards Xuanzang.

   He took a deep breath, calmed down, and opened his eyes.

   "Marshal, you are right. Everything is impossible without paying the price, but the poor monk can at least decide what price to pay."

   Before Tianpeng could respond to what he meant, Xuanzang had already stepped forward.

   turned around, and Tianpeng hurried forward to stop him again.

   "What does the master want to do?"

"We, come down." Xuanzang looked at the canopy and said slowly: "Before we came, everyone was safe and sound. Obviously, their target was us. As long as we descended, we would not shoot arrows again. The monks did not die. Soldiers, they won't die. If this can save everyone from water and fire, we should do it according to it. No, there is no hesitation. "

   Hearing the words, the corners of Tianpeng's eyes suddenly twitched slightly.

  …

   King Jizo slowly came to the edge of the altar and stood side by side with the Tathagata Zhengfa Ming.

   "Back then, was you the first to discover that soul?"

   King Jizo nodded slightly.

   "Are you going to directly intervene in the westbound?"

   King Jizo did not deny it.

   "Then who are you helping?"

   turned his face sideways, King Jizo smiled faintly, stretched out a finger, and pointed to the sky. (To be continued~^~)

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