Journey to the West: The Beginning Join the chat group

Chang'an Jiaofangsi suddenly fell silent, and the wealthy businessmen and talented people downstairs had strange faces!

Just now they seemed to have heard, no, more than one woman screaming!

It's not right to say it was a scream, there was something wrong with the scream, and it wouldn't be entirely accurate to say it was pain.

The key is why it sounds like it’s an oiran’s fragrance?

This Fuxiang is the most beautiful woman in Jiaofangsi. How many dignitaries spend a lot of money to ask for it but never get it?

Who made it happen? However, the sound quickly disappeared, making people think it was an illusion.

At the dining table on the first floor, Li Taibai, Ye Suifeng, and Dao Lei were drinking, but they were staring at a wing in the attic.

Except for Ye Suifeng, who is a mortal and a young master from an aristocratic family, Li Taibai and Dao Lei are not ordinary people.

Li Taibai is a warrior and a swordsman!

Dao Lei is rumored to be an outstanding disciple from the younger generation of Tianshi Mansion.

Ordinary people may hear it wrong, but they definitely won't.

Which warrior doesn't have eyes to see six directions and ears to hear from all directions?

"I was lucky enough to meet Miss Fuxiang once. Listening to her words, her voice is definitely unmistakable." Li Taibai said firmly.

"Brother Taibai, are you sure?" Ye Suifeng asked.

"It's not wrong. The sound disappeared from behind. It must have been a sound insulation spell." Dao Lei said.

"Spell?" Ye Suifeng didn't know why.

"Chang'an is at the foot of the emperor, with fish and dragons coming and going. It's not surprising that there are experts who know some magic and Taoism." Daolei said.

"Doesn't that mean that Miss Fuxiang is in dire straits? What a beast, you treat Miss Fuxiang like this."

Ye Suifeng's face showed anger. He had heard that voice. If he hadn't been treated inhumanely, it would not have been exposed.

"Ahem, why am I a little excited?" Li Bai blushed and drank two more glasses of wine. Something was wrong.

"Brother Daolei, you have an extraordinary background. Do you know who is in that room?" Ye Suifeng asked.

"If I guess correctly, it should be the residence of the holy monk Xuanzang who has recently become famous." Daolei said.

"Holy Monk Xuanzang, are monks so wild and unrestrained?" Li Bai shook his head, secretly amazed.

"Damn it, my floating fragrance!"

Ye Suifeng looked up to the sky and howled, feeling that his dream was broken.

The three of them were drinking and discussing, and naturally this topic couldn't be separated from Xuanzang and Fuxiang.

…

At this time, in the dim room, with dim candlelight, the faint sounds of women's whimpering, crying, and resentment could be heard.

Fuxiang lay spread out on the ground. At this moment, her pretty face looked confused, something was wrong, her breath was disordered, and blue and red marks could be seen under her dress.

Where can I still be as high-spirited and high-spirited as before?

In her eyes, Xuanzang was like a peerless demon, very terrifying.

The belt just slapped her in severe pain, and she felt like it was being torn apart even with the magic protection.

At least, people shouldn’t!

Xuanzang's appearance was outstanding. If he was not a monk, he must have been a young man in troubled times, handsome and gentle as jade.

But what he did was not worthy of a human being!

"Woooooo~" The fragrant pear blossoms are covered with rain, and the beautiful eyes are filled with fear.

"If you cry again, I will give you another fifty lashes."

Xuanzang spoke lightly, but in Fuxiang's ears it sounded like a devil's whisper.

Hearing this, the floating fragrance suddenly stopped.

"This time is just a small lesson. If you do it again next time, I will skin you and make a coat." Xuanzang said.

"Holy monk, the little demon doesn't dare anymore, there will be no next time." Fu Xiang said sincerely.

How could she dare to offend Xuanzang again? If she had known that Xuanzang was so advanced in cultivation, he would probably have immortal-level strength, and she would not have dared to dance on the tip of a knife.

"Tell me, you are a fox demon. What are you doing in the imperial city? Is it to seduce mortals?"

Xuanzang put on his clothes, fastened his belt, and sat down.

Fuxiang looked hesitant, did she want to confess?

If her lies were discovered, how could she withstand or defeat Xuanzang?

"What the holy monk doesn't know is that the little demon is from the nine-tailed fox clan. Because the nine-tailed fox clan was squeezed out by the demon clan and because he was not good at magic, he came to the human clan." Fuxiang said slowly.

"Why the exclusion?" Xuanzang asked.

"Since the ancient times when the gods were conferred, not only the nine-tailed fox clan, but also the entire fox clan has been like this." Fuxiang said.

"Become a God!"

Hearing this, Xuanzang probably understood. During the period of the Conferred Godship, Su Daji, the nine-tailed fox, was ordered by Nuwa to carry out the Cholera Chaoge. During this period, she killed loyal people, made the people miserable, and committed heinous crimes.

After the canonization of gods was over, Su Daji became an outcast, and she only canonized a minor god.

From then on, the nine-tailed fox lost the protection of Nuwa and found it difficult to survive in the demon clan.

Of course, these are just Xuanzang's guesses based on stories from his previous life. As for what exactly happened that year, no one knows.

"What magic weapon did you use to hide your aura?" Xuanzang asked.

Fu Xiang's expression of embarrassment was not mainly because he was afraid of Xuanzang's calamity, but because he was afraid of his wealth.

"I don't like your little treasure," Xuanzang said.

"It's from Aunt Xiaoyao."

Fu Xiang took out an emerald green jade pendant from his chest. This jade pendant had an ancient aura and an extraordinary origin.

Xuanzang's expression changed slightly. To be able to produce a magic weapon of this level, I'm afraid Fuxiang's aunt is not an ordinary fox.

"Your aunt can't be that Su Daji, right?" Xuanzang said suddenly.

"How do you know?" Fuxiang blurted out subconsciously.

Xuanzang smiled softly and said casually: "Haha, you don't look very smart, but I still like your unruly look just now."

"..." Floating fragrance.

"Okay, you go, I want to rest."

Xuanzang waved his hand, not wanting to ask about Fuxiang's hidden story.

It may not be a good thing if it has anything to do with Su Daji.

Hearing this, Fuxiang felt as if he had received a general amnesty and quickly left Xuanzang's house. He could not stay here any longer.

After making sure that Xuanzang was not secretly following him and returning to the room, Fuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then anger appeared on his obedient face.

"Damn it, I've never suffered such a big loss, I can't just let it go."

"But I can't fight again and again. What should I do? Find Aunt Daji?"

Fuxiang thought of Su Daji, but then shook her head.

Although Aunt Daji has deep magical power, her whereabouts are always erratic and she may not be able to help.

"By the way, since Aunt Daji can't help, then go find my little aunt."

Fu Xiang remembered that she had a relative in Manku Mountain who was one of her mother's sisters.

Although the other party is not a nine-tailed fox, he received an extraordinary opportunity in his early years, has strong cultivation and advanced realm, and even the big monsters of the monster clan do not dare to provoke him.

Fuxiang decided to go to Manku Mountain.

But you can't go immediately, otherwise in Xuanzang's eyes, wouldn't it be like moving reinforcements, and you'd have to be whipped?

Let’s figure this out slowly.

…

At the same time, Wuzhi Mountain.

A holy light illuminated the entire sky, and above the clouds, a dignified and elegant Guanyin Bodhisattva in a white dress slowly descended.

Although Guanyin Bodhisattva is a member of the Buddhist sect, he looks very young, kind and loving, and has a mature temperament, just like a snow lotus, flawless.

"Guanyin?"

At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, Sun Wukong saw the person coming and burped, his stomach was full, and he was surrounded by bottles and jars of happy water.

A look of doubt appeared on Guanyin's beautiful face, her eyes hesitant?

Is the monkey with a bigger head in front of me Sun Wukong?

Five hundred years of exposure to wind and sun? Why has this monkey head gained so much weight?

"Sun Wukong, do you know your mistake?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva removed his distracting thoughts and looked at the monkey head in front of him and asked slowly.

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