It is getting darker and darker, and the road is getting harder and harder to walk. The ghosts and fires all want to scold the monks. When they find such a way to jump and break the road, they are afraid of the road being difficult to walk. The bad-tempered ghosts and fires all want to go down and walk by themselves.

In the back, Shen Shisan and the ice mirror are two, seemingly asleep, with his head smashed on the burden, and he is very comfortable.

Actually, I haven't fallen asleep. The lamp in the broken van is bad. They face each other. Look at me and I see...