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Although I feel that the Bodhisattva is pressing.

But Elder Tang was right, leading and guiding, wouldn't they just force it?

Sighing, he respectfully modified Tang Seng's performance on this road and explained it.

The main thing is to modify things related to the relapse, after all, they are now accomplices.

After listening, Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned.

Miao Tan didn't squint, waiting to hear the order.

After a while, the Bodhisattva sighed, "Let's go."

When the voice fell, the Bodhisattva flew away.

The Bodhisattva who changed back to their own appearance still looks pretty, but it's a pity that they are male and female.

Su Xun sighed, a little regretful.

"Elder Tang, what you said is correct. Leaders are forced to do everything. We are forced to do everything. There are a lot of pressures, which is extremely troublesome."

Back to Tang Seng, Miao sighed, and skillfully lit a cigarette in his mouth.

Then he spit out a four-chain smoke ring.

"Seeing it's getting late, I will rest here tonight."

Su Xun glanced at the big sun in the sky, opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Six Ding and Liujia, the eighteen apologetic Jialan nodded with a look of approval.

"I'll find some ingredients."

"Go together, stay drunk or sleep tonight."

"Got me a bit of Genhuazi."

Seeing a group of gods and Buddhas hanging on their backs, the corners of Su Xun's mouth rose wildly, which is really interesting.

Let a group of corrupt officials come to watch me, the briber, isn't this... a joke?

But it is said that Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva came to Lingshan to worship the Buddha, and explained what he saw.

After listening to the Tathagata Buddha, he pinched his fingers and smiled irresponsibly, everything is under control.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was relieved when he saw this.

Since the Buddha feels that everything is under control, it means that there must be no problem with the westward plan.

What Mantian God and Buddha didn't know was that not only had the problem already gone, but the problem had gone too far.

The world, a riverside plain.

A bonfire was set up on the ground, and an elk on it was being roasted into golden butter with a fragrant aroma.

Two subwoofers are playing dynamic DJ.

"Move every time... everyone shake it up together..."

Monkey King wore sunglasses at night, with a cigarette in his mouth, wagging his tail and swinging his body.

Eighteen apologetics, Jialan, Liuding Liujia, in addition to helping with cooking, several others also joined the team of Bundi, swinging freely.

How to say this scene.

A group of blue cassocks danced, taking a sip from time to time with a cigarette in their hands, the smoke was full of smoke, and two broken English sentences came out from time to time.

It's simply...a flurry of demons.

When it was time to eat, everyone was eating meat and drinking together again.

The drunk elder brother is commensurate, father and son love each other.

At night, the bonfire bungee party was over, but Master Tang, who had been busy all day, did not sleep.

He is watching the remote live broadcast.

At that time, he moved his hands and feet when transforming the samsara space, and he could use the samsara space to remotely monitor the actions of the Lord of samsara.

It has been more than one and a half months since Tang Seng was thrown into the Blue Star. I haven't seen how he is now.

He watched the replay directly from the beginning.

After all, you have to understand Tang Seng's mental journey.

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Blue star.

Time goes back to half a month ago.

On the top of the mountain, Tang Seng saw what is called modern warfare. He was shocked and dumbfounded.

The battle below ends soon.

In the headquarters, Meng Hai has now assumed the rank of commander in the days after Su Xun left.

He organized this siege today.

"Fucking horses, these zombies, even the king was killed by my brother Su, and they are still jumping."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Meng Hai said dismissively.

"Yes, thanks to Marshal Su, otherwise, Blue Star doesn't know what it is now."

"What else? There must be zombies everywhere, Marshal Su is a god! It was sent by God to save us!"

"It's a pity, I didn't see the scene of Marshal Su slaying a million zombies and the city with a single sword. It's really a regret in my life!"

Several adjutants and staff officers echoed with each other, and there was a fanatical light in their eyes.

In Blue Star, all soldiers have the same idol, that is-Marshal Su.

Wrong, Marshal Su can no longer be called a national idol, he is a global idol.

"report!"

It was at this time that a guard was standing at the door.

"Come in." Meng Hai called.

The guard saluted first after coming in: "Report to the commander, we found a strange person on the mountain."

"weirdo?"

Everyone in the headquarters was puzzled.

Meng Hai said, "I want to see how strange it is, and bring him to me to see."

"Yes, Commander!" The guard turned and left.

Soon Tang Seng was taken into the headquarters.

Meng Hai was taken aback: "Isn't it just a bald head? What's so strange about this?"

"No, Commander, look at the clothes on his body, he still has scars on his head... This seems to be... a monk that only existed before the Era, right?" a staff officer said in an uncertain tone.

"Monk?!"

The rest of them stared at Tang Seng with eyes wide open.

After all, there were no temples after the era, and they even saw information about monks in history books.

But now I actually saw a real monk, which is the same as discovering intangible cultural heritage.

Tang Seng was stared uncomfortably, his hands clasped together: "Amitabha, the poor monk's sanzang, I have seen all the donors."

"Really a monk!"

Everyone confirmed his identity.

Tang Seng didn't understand, what happened to the monk? Is there anything strange about the monk?

"Monk, where are you from? Where are you going?" Meng Hai took out a cigarette while speaking, "Come on?"

"Thank you for the donor." Tang Seng didn't know how to smoke, so he could only accept it first, and then replied: "The poor monk is from the East...The poor monk is lost and has nowhere to go."

Halfway through, he remembered that this is no longer in the world of Dongtu Datang.

"The blood on your body is the blood of a zombie?" Meng Hai narrowed his eyes and secretly said that the monk had several brushes.

Tang Seng's thing was called a zombie, and he thought it was quite appropriate. He replied: "Exactly, the poor Sengshi encountered two zombies and almost lost his life."

When everyone heard this, they looked at him a little more serious.

After all, one person can kill two zombies, no matter which level they kill, they deserve to be taken seriously.

"Or two?" Meng Hai was surprised, and then said: "Monk...no, Sanzo, you don't have a place to go, why don't you just follow me first?"

"Amitabha Buddha, in this case, the poor monk has disturbed the donor." Tang Seng was full of curiosity about the big fireworks, and wanted to study it carefully.

Meng Hai said: "Take a change of clothes and follow me as a guard first."

"Donor, poor monks are used to wearing monk robes." Tang Seng said quickly.

Meng Hai was taken aback, then his eyes rolled: "Okay, let me make you some new ones."

Think about it, a monk who is extinct in the new era wears a robe to serve as a guard for himself, what a sense!

In this way, Tang Seng joined the army in another world, and has since become an honorable soldier!

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