My Teacher is Sun Wukong

"In today's twenty-first century, in the sun-drenched Chinese land of socialism, there are still slave owners?" The big singer was amazed. "I used to not listen to you singing "turning the serfs to sing, the Ava people singing new songs"? How could this be?" His knowledge is not high, and he does not know that the Ava people are not here.

"The Tibetan side is too big, too remote, there is always a place where the sun can't shine." Da Yang Zhuoma said, "I heard that people in the big cities live in big houses, very free. I don't know if it is true."

"Zhuoma said it was good." The fat man thought about it and said: "It is very possible to have a serf-owner in this era. First, because the Tibetan border is too big and sparsely populated. Second, because of the Chinese capital, it is generally not a nationality. Internal things. The so-called Tiangao emperor is far away, a serf-owner appears in a remote place, and the emperor is also very likely. There are also Tibetans who often use religious to enslave civilians and use God’s name to make them dare not resist."

"Yeah." Xiao Fei nodded with approval.

"It seems that this society is far darker than we think!" sighed with a big die.

"Dark places are darker than imagined, and sunny places are more than imagined sunlight." Xiao Fei said: "In short, we can't judge the whole society because of one thing. Moreover, the darkness is only a minority, and the sun is still a big stream."

"You can only have such a good attitude if you fly less," said the fat man.

"You said that if we don't marry you, will the tribute slaves take you to be his woman?" Xiao Fei turned to Zhuo Ma and asked: "And will they be looked down upon by them, and the suffering of death is unspeakable?"

"Yes." Da Yang Zhuoma looked nodded with dignity.

"When is he coming?" Xiao Fei asked.

"It should be tomorrow!" Da Yang Zhuoma thought and said: "Gongbu is a high-ranking serf-owner. He has a mobile phone. We also have his eyeliner in the village. Gongbu also equipped them with mobile phones. The eyeliner should have been today. In the evening, you went to my yurt and informed him."

"There are mobile phones!?" The big screams are amazed, with a strong ridicule: "Mobile, how high-end products!"

"So I am sure that tomorrow morning, Kampot will bring people personally and take me back." Da Yang Zhuoma said.

"If you are married to one of us, will he also catch you?" Dafang asked strangely.

"Yes." Da Yang Zhuoma nodded and said: "If any of you are willing to marry me, and I have a room, I will be higher in the past, at least not to be used as a slave."

"Someone and you have a room, your position is actually higher?" Dafang was surprised: "Is this Gongbu Cao Cao, do not like girls, specifically like young women? It seems that some people's preferences, it is really strange."

"Someone and my cave room prove that everything is normal," said Da Yang Zhuoma.

"That is, the farmer must try others before the woman is married?" asked the big die.

"Yes," said Da Yang Zhuoma. "All his women are like this."

"It's a wonderful habit!" The fat man sighed.

"This is not too strange. I saw in the book that some African tribes are like this. Think of virgins as unclean things, let others break the evils first." Dafang said, "And that woman also brought There are other men's genes, so the children born are more diverse. There are fewer tribal men in Africa, and this can maintain the diversity of blood."

"Fat, fortunately, I just stopped you. Otherwise, you will lose your wife the next day. The slave owner will bring people to grab the pro, do you help or not? Look at your wife was taken away, it still Man? But if you shoot, do you have the ability to protect her?" Xiao Fei said.

"I think the power of the slave owner should not be too big, or how would he personally bring someone to grab it? The powerful people are all sent hands." The fat man said with no confidence.

"His power is very big." Zhuoma said in a positive color. "He has more than 100 people and more than 100 robs. And one of them is a lama. The mana is very powerful, just like God. Mana. He said that he was the messenger of the King of Gersala, and no one dared to violate his will."

The lama is the meaning of the sorghum, the master, and the guru. "Well" means that treating all beings as if the mother cares for their children is generally compassionate and compassionate.

More than 100 people with more than 100 guns? And there is also a mage, Master! ? The fat man suddenly became scared, and said to Xiao Fei and Dafang: "I think we will leave as soon as possible. If they shoot together, we will be beaten into a horse. In the place of Zangbian, it is killed by local people. The police can't preside over justice for you."

"If you die, it will be white death, because people can say that you are not respecting the ethnic customs of others, and you are killed and killed. The power of Kampot is terrible, and we still escape. I don’t care about Zhuoma. No, it can't be managed. We are all mud buddha crossing the river, it is difficult to protect itself."

After that, I wanted to turn around and escape from the yurt, driving away from the distance.

"Give me back!" Xiao Fei screamed, grabbed his ear and threw him on the ground.

"Pain, pain, boss, you are light!" The fat man hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Oh, your point!" Xiao Fei said slyly. "More than a hundred people, more than a hundred guns, will scare you, and Gongbu does not necessarily bring all the hand."

"You didn't really want to be married to Zhuoma. How are you smashing now?" The big sneer sneered: "Is it a man who is scared by someone who has a gun? Are you still a man?"

"I'm called Mingzhe to protect myself, avoiding its edge?" The fat man argued, "Do you think I am you? A rib, like a fool like you, you don't even know how to die yourself."

However, Xiao Fei did not pay attention to the fat man and the big die, and turned to Dayang Zhuoma. "If we say that we will help you to run Gongbu tomorrow, let him not dare to take you back to be his woman, we are not Don't you have to be with you? If we enter your yurt, it will not affect you badly?"

"If you can run Gongbu tomorrow, others certainly don't dare to laugh at me." Da Yang Zhuoma said, he looked at Xiao Fei with a pair of eyes: "But people have guns, can you run them?" Impossible! Your body is too thin, maybe you can't fall wrestling with me?"

"Gongbu's serfs conceded defeats, there are more than 100,000. There are also warriors like the plateau eagle, but they dare not resist him. You are strong enough to stop the gun?"

(End of this chapter)