A spacious and quiet road, someone is slowly walking on the other side.

Tang Luo and the others looked at it and it was an old man with dark skin.

He is hunched over, thin, and has a few strands of gray-white hair on his bare head occasionally fluttering with the breeze. His hairstyle is very similar to the style of the evil god of Fire Cloud in "Kung Fu".

He was wearing tattered clothes and leaning on a natural crutch formed by a branch in his hand.

Behind him, he was also carrying a bamboo woven back basket, which extended part of it to the top of his head to cover up the wind and rain.

Now there are only two lonely poles left, which are completely ineffective.

The old man walked slowly step by step, leaning on a crutch.

Like the old farmer who faces the loess and backs the sky for life, he only appears on this empty and quiet street, which makes people feel strange and even fearful.

When Tang Luo and the others looked at the old man.

The old man's turbid eyes also raised up at the same time, staring at them, and his pace accelerated a little.

When he came to Tang Luo and others, his eyes were on the little monk Tang Luo for a while. The old man looked at Zhu Bajie and asked, "Young Master, why are you here?"

A heart-pounding smile appeared on his face, which was a little better than a mummy.

There are only a few scattered teeth left.

"Passing by, passing by." Zhu Bajie smiled, "Where are you old?"

"I, I'm passing by, I'm going there." The old man stretched out his finger and pointed to the other side of the road.

There is a huge palace complex, and the "dangerous building is a hundred feet high" I just saw is a building in the palace.

"Old man, do you know why there is no one on this street?" Zhu Bajie smiled very much, like a harmless and gentle large animal.

"Oh, because the messenger of God has arrived, the idle people retreated." said the old man.

"The messenger? It's not you, right?" Zhu Bajie smiled.

The old man tried hard to lift his chest: "What, doesn't it look like?"

"This is indeed a bit." Zhu Bajie nodded and admitted.

"Young people nowadays are not sensible at all." The old man said, "Okay, come with me, I will open your eyes today."

"Then the relationship is good!"

Zhu Bajie agreed in one go.

God's messenger?

So, there is a god behind you, and it just so happens that our mission is "killing God".

This is all delivered to your door, so you must know about it.

Tang Luo and the others followed the envoy, who seemed to be shaking and unable to walk without a crutch.

But the speed is actually not slow, it can keep up with the speed of adults trotting.

A group of people walked on the empty streets, and they all the way, without even seeing a figure.

You can see many shops on both sides of the street.

There is also a sign of a century-old store, and the geographical location is supposed to be a very prosperous location.

Near the palace, the road was replaced by high-gate owners.

Various mansions.

This should be the capital of a certain dynasty.

The gate of the outer wall of the palace was already opened when Tang Luo and the others arrived.

There are soldiers on both sides, and you can see the weapons in their hands, with a touch of dark green, and the shape looks like a spear.

The sword on the waist also has a little dark green color.

It looks like a bronze ware.

In the middle of the gate, a middle-aged man with a wide black gold robe and a bead crown on his head. He looked wooden and covered his hands in his sleeves, bent down and saluted, "Welcome to the envoy of God."

A group of ministers behind him were all rude.

"hehe."

The messenger smiled and ignored the middle-aged man at all. Instead, he looked at Tang Luo and the others, "Did you believe it?"

The man and the ministers still kept bending down and bowed without getting up.

"I believe it, I believe it." Zhu Bajie still spoke as the spokesperson and gave a thumbs up, "Old man, you are this."

The messenger turned back and looked at the man: "Go in."

Everyone then stood up, lowered their eyebrows and welcomed the envoy into the palace with delight.

Including Tang Luo and others behind him, although they were a little confused, they didn't even dare to ask a single extra word.

"The gods here are very close to ordinary people." Ao Yulie said in the chat room between gray fog.

"Yes." Zhu Bajie, "It seems that he should have controlled this mortal dynasty with one hand."

"There won't be only one God, right?"

"I don't know, maybe there are many, and there is no number or completion of tasks, so it's hard to judge." Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie chatted.

During this period, the barking of the snarl dog was mixed with.

Sha Wujing has always been in the form of Buddhist beads and has not appeared. He has always been taciturn and does not know whether he is listening to his senior brothers and brothers talking about the mountains.

Tang Luo looked at the several huge black pillars on the Baiyu Square inside the palace gate.

Standing on the circular platform, there are three door holes on the wall where the platform is above the ground, with a black edge.

When passing by the black iron pillar, the divine messenger pointed at Tang Luo and the others casually: "These people do not respect the divine messenger."

The steps of moving forward stopped, and the man and the ministers looked at Tang Luo and others together.

The atmosphere was a little more depressing than just now.

"..." The man's body shook visible and did not speak.

"Hmm?" The God Envoy slightly raised his tone.

"Come here! These three people do not respect the envoys of God, and they should be punished by the burning of fire!" The man ordered loudly, his face ferociously.

The soldiers accompanying the guards next to him immediately walked over.

Some people behind them were holding huge chains thick as thick as forearms.

Further apart, characters like attendants were rushing toward other places.

"So this thing is used to burn people?" Zhu Bajie looked at the giant pillars.

The punishment of burning is to tie a person to a huge copper and iron pillar that burns red and burns to death.

"Disrespecting the messenger of God, he is not even qualified to be a slave." The man said coldly.

From hideous to wood.

The soldiers had tied Tang Luo and the others with iron chains, and even the little beast Xiaotian Dog was tied to Tang Luo by a piece.

The other party cooperated so well and did not resist at all, and the soldiers didn't care. They must have been frightened.

Soon, someone brought the lit firewood.

Throwing it into the inside of the platform through the door opening, the red flame burning inside.

Smoke gradually emerged from the top of the cylinder.

"Master, don't you do it?" Ao Yulie asked, and the three of them were tied to a cylinder.

The back was tightly pressed, and a little enthusiasm had already been heard.

"Wait for the higher temperature first." Tang Luo said casually, "It will be effective to burn this way."

"Oh." Zhu Bajie suddenly realized that it was like this.

I burn myself.

"No, look."

The execution began. The man originally planned to enter the palace with the messenger of God, but was rejected by the messenger of God.

The God-in-Law burst out from his cloudy eyes, and licked his lips as dry as the bark of the old tree: "I haven't seen this scene for a long time."

The man pursed his lips and didn't say anything, and the expression on his face became even more muddy.

The last time the punishment of burning was five years ago.

It was also the arrival of the messenger of God, and the person who was punished at that time was his seven-year-old child!

Because he accidentally ran into the envoy of God, he was so scared that he cried when he saw his horrible appearance like a mummy, and offended the majesty of the god represented by the envoy of God.

"I remember that little thing was a little smaller than this little bald man. I didn't burn much, but I died. It was not satisfying at all, did you think so?"

The God's messenger looked at the man with cruel eyes.
To be continued...