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I have an account that records the lives of ghosts and monsters, and I enjoy the talents of demons. I have a vat that absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and gathers the essence of the sun and moon. I have a sword. The winds and waves in the sky suddenly appear, and the dangers and obstacles in the world are all uneven. I opened an inn in Liaozhai. When ghosts come, they are all guests regardless of their previous lives. It's strange, let alone good and evil. I am in charge of this store, dancing with demons, and towering over the heaven and earth. Don't let strangers in! Are you coming? !

Go west to take the path. Sun Houhou looked at the retreating figures of his master Tang Seng, his second junior brother Black Bear Jing, and his third junior brother Sha Wujing. He secretly took out a road map and sketched it while reading: "Gaolaozhuang, Pansi Cave, Daughter's Kingdom, Baoxiang Kingdom, Flame Mountain... Are all the territory of the pig head. You can't go there, you have to avoid it." Jiuxiao Doushu Palace. The old man with white hair and beard whipped the lame old green cow with a leather whip, and cursed angrily: "You are a pig-headed bran-pounder. I asked you to lurk in the Buddhist scriptures and wreak havoc, but you decided to become a son-in-law, and you also beat my lame green cow. This makes me angry!" Xitian Leiyin Temple. Buddha Tathagata, who was sitting on the lotus platform, suddenly stood up in shock, stared at the group of people collecting sutras with bruises and swollen faces below the steps, and shouted angrily: "You haven't even taken care of the pig's head, come here to get a sutra of hair!!!"