In the extremely strange cave, Tang Sanzang sat carefully on the haystack and tried not to touch the dolls around him. Of course, those resentment was completely incomparable to Li Simin's body, and it would not cause any harm to him. Instead, those strange dolls made him feel a little scared.

The resentment can be melted by just reciting two Heart Sutras. The powerful visual impact of those dolls reminded him of the few ghost movies that were rare in his previous life. It was more than a hundred times more terrifying than resentment.

Fortunately, he is not the only one here, there is also a little loli. Although she is not a human, she is not a ghost, she should be a monster.

In Tang Sanzang's three views, monsters are not scary.

"My name is Xiong Xiaobu." said the little loli with two ponytails.

Xiong Xiaobu? So is this the legendary black bear spirit? So the surname Xiong? The name is quite casual.

The little loli grinned silently, pointed to the dolls and introduced them one by one: "These are my friends, this is Xiaobao, this is Xiaofang, Xiaolan likes to cry the most, and Xiaogui doesn't like to eat fruits."

"Look, this is my new friend, Yan'er, she is very obedient, she is so good with me." At the end of the speech, the little loli raised her hand and shook the doll she was holding in her hand and said.

"Yan'er?" Tang Sanzang said lightly, and suddenly remembered that when he had just entered the Guanyin Zen Temple, Guangzhi said that Wang Po's granddaughter, whom Wang Po had disappeared a few days ago, seemed to be called Yan'er.

Look at the doll that Xiong Xiaobu was holding in his hand. Although it was dragged to some dirty places on the ground, it looked like it was made recently. The doll that had lost its head when he touched it was so aging that even the cloth became crispy. It should have been tens of years since it was left.

"Human leather rag doll!" This was the first thought that popped up in Tang Sanzang's mind, so the faces of those rag dolls look so real.

"Xiao Bu, are there any lamps or candles here?" Tang Sanzang slowly clenched his fists and asked softly at the little girl.

If each doll represents a child, then there are many children who have been killed by this little girl over the years, so the resentment will gather in this cave and it has not dissipated for a long time.

But what happened to these dolls? This little girl definitely didn't make it herself.

"No." Xiong Xiaobu shook his head, "Uncle said that it would scare friends if he couldn't light a fire in a cave."

"Uncle?" Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, there was a second person. Looking at Xiong Xiaobu, his tone became softer a little more softer.

"Xiao Bu, who is that uncle? Did he give these friends to you?"

"Uncle is an uncle, an uncle who only wears black clothes." Xiong Xiaobu nodded and held the doll in his hand. "Uncle is so nice to me. When it rains, he will come to see me and take me to find friends and ask me to bring my friends back to play with me."

"But every time the uncle takes his friends away and sends them back next time they come, they don't talk or eat anymore. However, the uncle said that they can stay with Xiaobu forever, and Xiaobu will no longer have to be afraid of being alone."

Tang Sanzang took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at the little girl holding the doll in front of him and laughing silently, suddenly she felt a little pitiful.

Loneliness and ignorance are why they were used by the man in black who only appeared on rainy nights. Although they were monsters, they had been with Ao Xiaobai for a while, but in fact they were not much different from the little girl of humans.

"It seems that there is a fire somewhere." At this time, Xiong Xiaobu's little nose sniffed, said in some confusion, and turned around and walked out of the cave.

Tang Sanzang hesitated for a moment, stood up, carefully avoided the doll on the ground, and followed Xiong Xiaobu out of the cave.

From a distance, a raging fire broke out in the direction of Guanyin Zen Temple at this time, reflecting half of the sky red. The thick smoke drifted here and it had faded a lot, but it can be seen that the fire was still quite strong.

"So beautiful." Xiong Xiaobu said to the red sky. His expression should be happy, but he just smiled silently, making him look a little cold.

"It's still burning Guanyin Zen Temple. Can't the plot always escape the original routine?" Tang Sanzang murmured with a strange expression.

He was not worried about Sun Wukong and Ao Xiaobai. After all, he was a person who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace back then. The alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun could not be burned to death, so he would not have been burned by a few mortals.

But looking at Xiong Xiaobu grinning, his mood was a little complicated. Who was using her? Where did those disappearing children go?

At this moment, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, accompanied by a roar of thunder, and a heavy rain suddenly fell.

It was a big winter when it was thunderstorms, which was really a ghost.

"Xiong Xiaobu, it's raining, let's go in." Tang Sanzang walked in two steps, looked at Xiong Xiaobu who was still standing there, and said loudly.

Xiong Xiaobu turned around and looked at Tang Sanzang, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's raining. Uncle may come today. Little bald man, I'll introduce you to him later. He's fine."

Tang Sanzang was slightly stunned, looking at the little girl who was soon wet in the rain. Her bangs were pressed on her forehead, and her two ponytails dripped water down, but she still grinned.

At this moment, her smile seemed to be less scary, she was innocent, just like Ao Xiaobai's smile.

Yes, what's wrong with her?

"Idiot." Tang Sanzang cursed lightly, ran out, picked her up, turned around and ran into the cave.

"If he came, wouldn't he go into the cave by himself? What if he got sick from the rain?" Tang Sanzang hugged Xiong Xiaobu, reached out to untie her ponytail, lifted up the cassock and covered her head, and carefully wiped away the water stains.

Her little body was soaked in the rain that it was as cold as a popsicle, and her arms were a little stiff. In this weather, she only wore a small skirt without sleeves, and her body temperature was too low.

"But..." Xiong Xiaobu struggled for a while, still trying to speak.

"No, but, change the clothes first, just the one you brought." Tang Sanzang put Xiong Xiaobu on the ground, pointed to the small clothes beside him, and said without any doubt.

"Oh." Xiong Xiaobu looked at Tang Sanzang for a while, nodded, and reached out to pick up the clothes.

Tang Sanzang walked to the stone wall with a handful of hay, picked up a stone and slashed it hard a few times, and the hay was prematurely given by the exaggerated Mars.

A fire was lit in the cave, which suddenly dispelled the darkness and coldness. Tang Sanzang, who was sitting next to the fire, threw two pieces of wood into the fire, looked at Xiong Xiaobu, who was covered in hair and pale, and waved with a smile.

Xiong Xiaobu looked at the fire, feeling a little happy and a little scared. He poked his hand towards the red flame and quickly shrank back.

"Xiong Xiaobu, come here." Tang Sanzang said again.

Xiong Xiaobu hesitated for a moment and walked towards Tang Sanzang, but hid behind him and looked carefully at the fire.

Tang Sanzang reached out and grabbed her arm, gently moved forward and hugged her in his arms. A pair of warm big hands that had just been roasted on the fire for a while were holding her cold little hands. There were some red frostbite and small scars on it, which made people feel distressed to see it.

Xiong Xiaobu was stunned, looking at her hands, then at the fire, the hot and warm embrace that was hit by her was an experience that she had never experienced before. She raised her head slightly and looked at Tang Sanzang, grinning, "Little bald man, are you a Bodhisattva?"

"Why?" Tang Sanzang asked with a smile, pulling Xiong Xiaobu's hair that had not yet been dry.

I used to hear bald men in Guanyin Zen Temple say that Guanyin Bodhisattva is the best, so uncle is Guanyin Bodhisattva, and you are also Guanyin Bodhisattva, so you are so kind to Xiaobu." Xiong Xiaobu stared at Tang Sanzang's eyes and said seriously.

Tang Sanzang was stunned. His hand was swept by the fire and then he shrank it back. His mouth moved several times, but he didn't say anything. After a while of silence, he reached out and touched Xiong Xiaobu's head, "I'm not Guanyin Bodhisattva, and your uncle is not Guanyin Bodhisattva. Guanyin Bodhisattva is more beautiful than us and better than us. If you see her, you will also like her."

"Really? Can I really see her? Can I take my friends to see her?" Xiong Xiaobu's eyes lit up, "Xiaobao, Xiaogui, and Yan'er." As he said that, he grabbed the doll beside him and shook happily.

"Yes, it's OK." Tang Sanzang nodded, worried for a second. Will Xiong Xiaobu be disappointed if he saw Guanyin Bodhisattva? That guy is not reliable at all.

Tang Sanzang reached out to help her brush away the soil on the doll, held it in her arms, wrapped her hands around her, and whispered in her ear: "Xiao Bu, can you tell me how you and that uncle met me?"

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