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Let's say that after Li Qing said goodbye to the Bull Demon King, he carried the Four Swords of Zhu Xian on his back and traveled around the world today.

He once witnessed the hanging of Lu Bu at Baimen Tower, and also saw the Monkey King drinking dew at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain.

Originally, Li Qing planned to refine Lu Bu into a zombie. After all, he had heard of Lu Bu's reputation as the red rabbit among men.

But when he was doing it, he suddenly remembered that he still had endless zombie subordinates in the world of wind and cloud, so he gave up the idea and started traveling around the world.

On this day, he came to a long river.

This river connects to Shaqi in the east, Zhufan in the west, Ugo in the south, and Tatar in the north. It's eight hundred miles across and tens of thousands of miles up and down.

Looking around, there is a thin layer of fine sand rolling on the river. The sand moves with the water, and the water flows and the sand flows, which is really spectacular.

There is a poem that says: The water flows like the ground turning over, but the waves roll like mountains with their backs hunched over. The ocean is vast, the desert is vast, and the torrent can be heard ten miles away. It is difficult for the immortal tree to reach this point, and the lotus leaves cannot float. The fading grass and the setting sun flow over the winding pond, and the shadow of yellow clouds obscures the long embankment. Where are the merchants coming and going? Where has a fisherman ever lived? There are no geese falling on the flat sand, but there are apes crowing on the far bank. Only the red polygonum flowers know the scenery, and the white apples are fragrant and delicate.

I also saw a stone tablet standing on the shore, with the four words "Liusha River Boundary" written on it, and a poem engraved on both sides:

"Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths. Goose feathers cannot float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom."

Li Qing immediately squatted down on the bank and raised his hand to fish in the river. After the turbid water flowed away between his fingers, there was a handful of yellow sand left in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, I saw a sudden explosion in the middle of the river, and the waves rushed three feet with a "crash".

Then there was a demon with a stick standing in the center of the waves, looking at Li Qing with cold eyes.

Li Qing also raised his head at this moment and looked at the demon.

I saw that he was not green, not black, not black, had an unhappy face, not long, not short, and had bare feet and muscles. The flickering eyes are like the twin lamps on the stove; the forked corners of the mouth are like the fire bowl of a butcher's family. The fangs support the blade of the sword, and the red hair is shaggy.

The monster glanced at Li Qing and saw that he looked like a weak scholar. He sneered and shouted: "Zombie, this river is under my control. If you are wise, you should stay away as soon as possible. If you say 'no', grandpa I will make your corpse sink into the river, and you will not be able to survive for thousands of tribulations!"

Li Qing was originally going to ask him if he had ever seen Buddhist monks come here, but at the monster's words, Li Qing lost interest in speaking. He reached forward with claws on each hand and used the object control technique.

Immediately, he saw that the monster standing on the waves was sucked away from the waves by a huge and irresistible suction force, and flew straight towards Li Qing.

When he came to his senses, his whole body was already trapped in the void in front of Li Qing, and the top of his mind was clasped tightly by Li Qing's five fingers.

Li Qing also sneered: "This monster, I want to ask you, have you ever seen a Buddhist monk come here? If you say 'no', I will tell you to look at your brain!"

The monster, who originally looked ferocious and arrogant, trembled with trembling lips after hearing Li Qing's question: "I've seen it before. I've seen seven Buddhist pilgrims pass by here over the years!"

"Where are they?"

Li Qing asked with a raised eyebrow.

The monster trembled when he heard this, and said in a panic: "I have eaten them all!"

Li Qing nodded lightly and said: "Listen carefully, from now on I will settle down in your river. When the ninth Buddhist pilgrim comes here, you will call me out!"

When he finished speaking, he tightened his palms, brought his face closer and said gloomily: "There is one more thing you should remember. If you dare to hurt him even a hair, I will teach you that the soul of this roller-curtain general will be driven away and his body will sink to the bottom of the river for tens of thousands of years!"

When he first heard the words "Rolling Curtain General", the monster looked horrified, as if he was remembering something, and asked in horror: "Are you the Demon-Suppressing Lord Li Qing!?"

Li Qing didn't say anything, he just let him go with a sinister smile, then jumped into the quicksand river, sank to the bottom of the river and sat up.

The monster looked back at the flowing Liusha River with a look of anxiety on his face, wondering whether he should go back.

What should I do if I go back and be eaten by Li Tianjun?

But if he didn't go back, he would have nowhere to go. After all, when he was demoted to the mortal world by the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor ordered him to be tortured in the Liusha River.

If he leaves without permission, it would be bad if he is given a heavier punishment!

As soon as he thought about it, the monster jumped into the quicksand river and immersed himself in it.

Fortunately, Li Qing didn't pay attention to him, and just waited with his eyes closed as the ninth Buddhist monk came.

Eleven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the monster suddenly jumped out of the river and captured a monk in white robes with a cry of surprise.

As soon as the monk entered the river, he began to dance and struggle. However, before he could flutter a few times, the monster broke his neck and devoured half of his body in a few bites.

When Li Qing opened his eyes and looked around, the monster held the upper half of the Buddhist monk's body and handed it to Li Qing, and said, "Please taste it, Lord Tian. Each of the monk's bodies is chewier than the last!"

Li Qing shook his head lightly. He had not eaten for hundreds of years. And after all, he was born as a human. Even if he has become a zombie for thousands of years, he still doesn't have the appetite to eat human flesh.

Furthermore, the first eight Buddhist scripture seekers are all human beings, and only the ninth one is the golden cicada transformed into a human body.

Therefore, he will be able to wash away his past sins by eating the ninth Buddhist scripture seeker!

Even if he bites the eighth Buddhist monk at this moment, his sins will never be washed away.

After the monster was rejected by Li Qing, he silently turned around and squatted aside, eating the remaining half of his body.

After a while, the pilgrim turned into a pile of skeletons.

The monster took off the skull alone, and found the seven remaining skulls he had eaten before and built them up to relieve his boredom. Then he lay aside and fell asleep.

His quicksand river bottom can rival the Crystal Palace.

There are palaces under the water, and water avoidance tactics are engraved on the palaces.

However, in terms of luxury, his shabby palace cannot compare to the Crystal Palace.

The monster slept for thirty years. During this period, thousands of sword shadows fell from the sky into the water and penetrated towards him. However, they were all shattered by Li Qing's slap. Then several gods in golden armor came down to earth. So, I want to find out the situation.

But as soon as they saw Li Qing's figure, they left in a panic and hurriedly never came back again.

Estimating that another thirty years had passed, Li Qing opened his eyes and left the bottom of the Liusha River to wait for the arrival of the ninth Buddhist scripture seeker.

As the saying goes: Thirty years is a lifetime. Therefore, Xitian Lingshan sends a Buddhist scripture collector to Xitian every thirty years to collect Buddhist scriptures.

Now, exactly thirty years have passed since the eighth pilgrim was eaten by the one at the bottom of the quicksand river!

After Li Qing left the bottom of the Liusha River, the rolling curtain general opened his eyes.

After glancing at Li Qing through the turbid river water, he shook his head and continued to sleep.