Urban: I have a new identity every week

In the valley in the distance, there are shadows of towers and towers, and the halls are heavy. Sun Wukong shouted: "Master, there is a temple ahead, why not rest here for one night."

Su Xun opened the curtain and got out of the carriage. He knew immediately that this must be the arrival of Guanyin Temple.

The black bear spirit appeared here, and was finally accepted by Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The black bear spirit is a wild goblin who fights with Monkey King, so he has the ability.

How can such talents be given to Buddhism?

Su Xun must guide it to the right path!

With a wave of his hand, Su Xun put the carriage into the system space, leaving a white dragon horse alone.

"Go, stay here today."

Wufang Jiedi waited for the gods to dig a way, and finally he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Su Xun walked in front, Sun Wukong led the horse and walked behind, walking towards the Guanyin Temple.

After approaching, you can see layers of palaces and pavilions, and selected corridors. Outside the Sanshan Gate, there are thousands of majestic colorful clouds; in front of the Wufu Hall, there are thousands of bright red mist.There are two roads of pines and bamboos, and one forest of junipers.Two roads of pines and bamboos are quiet and secluded without age or discipline; a forest of junipers is colorful and beautiful.I also saw the high bell and drum towers and the steep pagoda of the Buddha.

Su Xun only sighed.

"Damn it, the monk here is a real chicken, he is rich!"

In this village of Kaka, the surrounding people are all yellow and thin, but this monk repaired the temple so magnificently, isn't it just for enjoyment?

Is it really unreasonable that this kind of virtue is also worthy of promoting Buddhism and benefiting the people?

Liberating Buddhism and increasing productivity starts from Guanyin Temple.

The four-valued meritorious Cao and others in the void shuddered and mourned silently for the deep people in the Guanyin Temple.

Knowing that this Guanyin Temple is going to be ruined.

When I came to the door and was about to enter, I saw a group of monks coming out of the door.They all wear left-handle hats and clean clothes.Double drop earrings with brass rings, silk belt around the waist.The grass is carried out steadily, and the wooden fish is carried in the hand.

All of them had fat heads and big ears, and their faces were full of oil. The search seriously suspected that they had eaten meat secretly.

Wrong, almost framed them.

It should be eaten openly in the temple behind closed doors.

After some exchanges, Su Xun reported the way, and the monk invited Su Xun and Monkey King to the temple for tea.

I was also amazed why such a handsome monk found such an ugly apprentice.

Hearing this, Su Xun sneered in his heart, judging a monkey by its appearance, what kind of Buddhism is this practicing?

After entering the Guanyin Temple, the patriarch of the temple came out. During the conversation, the patriarch proudly said that he had lived for more than 270 years.

This is obviously trying to force.

But Su Xun and Monkey King didn't react at all, and even wanted to laugh a little.

270 years old is also worthy of acting aggressive in front of them?

Monkey King has been suppressed for 500 years.

The old monk dressed luxuriously and enjoyed himself very much, so he summoned the novice to offer tea.

There was a little lucky boy who took out a suet jade plate with three tea clocks inlaid with blue and gold; another boy brought a white copper pot and poured three cups of fragrant tea.It's really beautiful in color and durian, and its taste is better than that of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Su Xun clicked his tongue secretly, these days, is it so rich to be a monk even riding a horse?

Think about it, too. In modern society, when monks get together, they drive Rolls Royce.

Even if you drive a BMW, you can't find a parking space.

In ancient times, it was okay for monks to be richer.

However, Su Xun was very upset.

But in his mouth he praised: "What a treasure."

The old monk showed a smug expression, and said with a little pretense: "Eye and eyes! The master is from the kingdom of heaven, and he has a wide range of rare treasures. How can we praise such utensils? The master came from the state, what can I do?" Baby, let me take a look at it with my disciples?"

Su Xun didn't want to do such a naive thing, otherwise he would take a game console and frighten these bumpkins for a while.

But he didn't want to pretend to be coercive, but Sun Wukong couldn't stand the anger, took out the love crazy mobile phone Tang Seng gave him and said, "Hey, speaking of treasures, my old grandson has something that master gave me as a reward."

"Oh, what is this?"

A group of monks all showed doubts on their faces.

"You wait and watch."

Sun Wukong turned over in a somersault, called up the camera mode, and then aimed at the third person and clicked the shutter.

Then he came to the old monk with his mobile phone: "Old man, just take a look, how is this better than your treasure?"

"This...this...this..."

Seeing the appearance of himself waiting for others on the screen, the old monk and everyone turned pale with shock.

"Could it be that the soul of a person is sealed inside?" 270 said the old monk.

"Pfft-"

Su Xun took a sip of tea and sprayed it out. Isn't this a reference to the Qing Dynasty?

The old monk burst into tears again, saying that he had lived for more than 2200 years to see this treasure, and asked Su Xun to lend it to him for a while to have a closer look, and wait until the day to return it.

Su Xun thought to himself, in the plot, you are greedy for Tang Monk's cassock, and want to burn him to death to monopolize the cassock.

Now you are greedy for my mobile phone, you will not burn me to death and monopolize the mobile phone... right?

Don't talk about the opportunity, civilized you and me.

Su Xun found it interesting, and agreed like the Tang monk in the original plot who borrowed the cassock.

If you don't get your hands on my mobile phone, I have no excuse to beat the monks to divide the land.

After all, even if he doesn't like the monk, there must be a reasonable excuse to make him fight harder.

Fishing law enforcement, Elder Su.

After leaving the mobile phone to trick the old monk, Su Xun and Monkey King went back to the room to rest.

In the evening, the old monk studied the mobile phone and discovered many strange functions.

Several disciples asked why.

The old monk said that when he thought of returning this treasure tomorrow, he felt very sad.

A monk named Guangzhi proposed to kill Tang Seng and Monkey King to bury the body in the backyard, and then forcibly seized the treasure.

A monk named Guangmou thought it was inappropriate, and put forward a different opinion: "Patriarch, according to Xiaosun's opinion, now everyone is called to gather in Dongshan's big and small houses, and each person wants a bunch of dry firewood. I started a fire, and taught him that he had nowhere to go, and even set his horse on fire. People in front of the mountain and behind the mountain saw it, and they only said that he accidentally got out of the fire and burned down my meditation hall. Those two monks will be killed. Burning to death? It’s easy to deceive people’s eyes and ears. Isn’t the cassock our family heirloom?”

After hearing this, the old monk's eyes lit up, he wiped his tears with his sleeves, and said several good words.

Su Xun said several good words in his heart after listening to their plan using spells.

Finally, the story was broken to the original plot, and it finally gave me an excuse to do it.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 793 Machine Gunner Tang Sanzang

"Amitabha, donor, what is this?"

"No way, you don't even know a pistol?"

"What is this?"

"This is called a tank, go up and experience it?"

"This is a light machine gun..."

In the barracks, Tang Seng asked for information about various weapons, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

He now knows that the big bird that flew in the sky was called an airplane, and it was also man-made.

In this world, with the power of mortals, it is really amazing to be able to fly into the sky and enter the sea.

"Would you like to shoot twice?"

Everyone knows that this creature named Monk is the Commander's bodyguard, so be polite to him.

Looking at the light machine gun full of mechanical feeling, and the cold body of the gun, Tang Seng was about to move: "Is it possible?"

His hands were itchy.

"There's nothing wrong with it." A battalion commander smiled and shouted: "Come on, didn't you catch a few stupid thieves who tried to rob ordnance on the way? Pull them out to shoot targets, and practice guns for Tang's guards by the way." , it can be regarded as their contribution to the anti-zombie campaign."

"Yes, sir!"

Not long after, a group of men with bruised noses and swollen faces were pushed out, tied up and handcuffed.

"Guard Tang, hit them."

The battalion commander looked at Tang Seng and said.

Standing in front of the machine gun, Tang Seng's face was a bit ugly when he heard the words: "Amitabha, benefactor, is it not appropriate to commit such reckless crimes?"

"This horse is the army! Don't play with those sloppy things, these are all thieves who are trying to rob the military rank, capital punishment! They should be killed!" said the battalion commander.

Tang Seng's face softened a little, but he still couldn't do anything: "This benefactor, even if they violated the law, they should be punished by the government..."

"You have a big head like a light bulb, why is it not bright enough? These days, we are the biggest law!" The battalion commander interrupted him impatiently, foaming at the mouth: "Do you know that there is no reason for the robbery of ordnance?" What are the consequences? Once the soldiers lack weapons and ammunition, they will die when they face zombies!"

"But..." Tang Seng already knew that those people deserved to die, but he really couldn't do it.

He just said two words, the battalion commander directly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the big bald head: "Now I order you to shoot! You don't even dare to fire a horse pistol. What do you, a guard, do to protect the commander? Shoot!"

Having seen the power of guns, Tang Seng's shiny bald head was covered with cold sweat.

"I let you shoot! I can kill you for disobeying Shangguan's military order, believe it or not!"

The battalion commander roared.

Tang Seng squatted down and put his hand on the trigger of the machine gun, but he still dared not pull it.

"Kang!"

The battalion commander fired a shot into the sky.

Tang Seng shivered in fright, and pulled the trigger almost subconsciously.

"Da da da da da..."

The machine gun instantly spit out a fire snake.

The huge recoil made Tang Seng almost unsteady and fell directly to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

Dozens of bandits on the opposite side fell seven or eight.

"Ah! Idiot, aim at it, can you give me a good time!"

"What are you doing! You're sick!"

"Ahh! My basket..."

These seven or eight people lay on the ground screaming, wailing and cursing, their voices full of grievances.

These days, they eat with their heads pinned to their waistbands, so naturally they are not afraid of death.

But... afraid of pain!

The dead bald man on the opposite side looked harmless to humans and animals, but he didn't expect such a sinister method to torture them.

The battalion commander looked at Tang Seng and said, "Continue."

After having the experience of shooting for the first time, Tang Seng successfully overcame the psychological difficulties.

With a flick of the tattered cassock, he gritted his teeth and picked up the light machine gun, stepped on the ammunition box with one foot, and pulled the trigger to sweep around.

"Da da da da da..."

The bullets kept slanting out.

The recoil of the machine gun shook the flesh on Tang Seng's face.

Su Xun was very curious about this point, this horse was a vegetarian every day, traveled over mountains and mountains, was frightened by monsters and tigers, why Tang Seng was still fat and white?