Journey to the West: Leopard Head Mountain Entertainment Company

"Wait a minute, move the game warehouse out of the villa ten miles away, I don't want to see you every day when I go out."

"The poor monk knows."

After all, Jianglong Luo 0.7 Han nodded, and galloped ten miles away with the game pod on his shoulders.

After choosing the random birth mode for the first time and surviving for three months, Luohan, who entered the game for the second time, chose random substitution.

--boom!

There was another wave of dizziness, and Jianglong Luohan found himself lying on the bed.

At the same time, a piece of information appeared in his mind out of thin air.

"My name is Wu Zhi, I'm five feet tall, and I run a biscuit shop in Qinghe County..."

As the limited information emerged, Jianglong Luohan also understood the meaning of random substitution. If random birth means living from a baby, then the latter is living in the world as someone else.

And just when Jianglong Luohan was thinking, accompanied by the sound of footsteps going upstairs, it turned out that Wu Zhi's wife was bringing him a medicinal soup to cure the wind and cold.

"Da Lang, drink your medicine~".

Chapter 148

Click!

With a crisp sound, the porcelain bowl that fell out of his hand was smashed to pieces, and the remaining medicinal soup spilled on the ground, corroding the floor into scorched marks.

"……you!"

Jianglong Arhat clutched his neck, vomited black blood, and looked at Wu Zhi's wife Jinlian in disbelief. He couldn't figure out why this woman wanted to poison him.

Until he fell to the ground tremblingly, in a haze, he seemed to see a man in brocade clothes walking behind Jin Lian, and immediately knew the cause and effect of all this.

After three months of survival for the first time, the second game experience of Jianglong Luohan, the survival time is... 3 minutes.

"Oh, the poor monk was careless."

After waking up from the game cabin, Luohan Jianglong reflected on himself, closed his eyes, and started a new life.

This time, he still chose random substitution.

Randomly born as a baby, due to the limitation of the physical body, if encountering a crisis, there is no way to save themselves, and they can only resign themselves to fate.

Randomly substituted into other people, of course, will not be able to make arbitrary choices due to reasons such as duties, family circumstances, and positions, but fortunately, with a healthy and complete body, as long as you are careful, you can spend the rest of your life safe and sound.

Subduing Dragon Arhat thought so.

Having experienced the previous two deaths, he was extra cautious about this new life.

"My name is Jieke, I'm a street gangster, because of a bet, I won a ticket for the Titanic from the businessman Shen Wansan..."

He has no enemies, and no woman whom he adores. Just like Jacko’s self-report in his memory, his life experience is innocent. Because he lived on the streets to survive since he was a child, Jacko has developed a skill of being both right and wrong. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was no friend he couldn't make.

"So good."

Jianglong Arhat feels gratified, with an unencumbered identity like Jie Ke, even if he is a monk in gradient, he will not attract others to hinder him.

"The Titanic is about to leave. The purpose of our trip is the Daleiyin Temple. Passengers who have not boarded the ship please hurry up and board the ship. The quality of the Titanic is guaranteed, the service is considerate, and the safety is worry-free. Bring you a different comfortable experience!"

On the edge of the pier, a huge sea ship is moored.

The voice of the captain shouting at the top of his voice caught the attention of Jianglong Luohan. According to the information in Jacko's memory, the Titanic was actually a spiritual boat, which was jointly created by three Buddhist monks who are good at refining weapons. built.

Because the names of the three monks are Tiehan, Darkseid and Nego, in order to commemorate the great achievements of these three masters, everyone unanimously decided to name the ship the Titanic, and hoped to lead the world out of the sea of ​​suffering and fly to the world. The expectation of rushing to the west.

"So that's how it is. If you can think of the philosophy of ferrying people across the world by boat, benefactor Lu really has deep roots of wisdom."

The admiration for Buddhism made Jianglong Luohan not realize that there was something wrong with Jacko's words, and he resolutely boarded this huge sea ship with full of piety.

……

The next day, dawn.

The little monsters in the construction team looked at the figure of Luohan Jianglong, full of doubts and worries.

"Great monk, quickly pick off the thorns on your body, you can see that you are bleeding, why don't you eat some red dates to nourish your body?"

"Yeah, it was fine yesterday, but today it's like being seriously ill."

"You try to kowtow to the king, flatter the king, maybe he will forgive you..."

The simple-minded little monsters couldn't help but sympathize with this Buddhist monk when they saw the miserable appearance of Jianglong Arhat.

"Thank you, benefactors, for your concern, the poor monk's body is fine."

While speaking, Jianglong Arhat, with pale face, sunken eyes, bloodless lips, and dull eyes, picked up the big stone and started the town expansion work as usual.

However, although his physical condition did not appear to be very healthy, Luohan Jianglong was extremely excited.

Because... The Sims really work!

Jianglong Arhat once thought that if he still could not attain the Buddhahood within a thousand years, he would proclaim his consciousness, reincarnate in reincarnation, and rebuild his life as a mortal.

Originally thought that the game that benefactor Lu had tailored for him would be as arranged. From the perspective of a mortal, he would experience the ups and downs of love and hatred, the vicissitudes of the world, and finally convert to Buddhism with great enlightenment.

But in fact, "The Sims" completely exceeded his expectations!

When I first played this game, the previous few inexplicable deaths made Jianglong Luohan think whether the benefactor Lu was simply teasing him, and had no real intention to let him break through.

But as the game continued, Luohan Jianglong gradually realized Lu Xian's good intentions.

Sitting under a tree to take advantage of the shade, but being crushed to death by falling durians seems to be a case of injustice, but there is something else in the dark, just like a practitioner fighting against the heaven and the earth, symbolizing the love of the heaven and the earth. Zhihui, you must also be prepared to face the thunder!

Halfway through the journey, the ship suddenly hit an iceberg and sank. At first glance, it seemed that it was caused by the negligence of the crew, but in fact it implied that saving others is the first priority. If we can be more cautious and let the crew be more vigilant, this incident can be avoided. The tragedy happened, so that everyone on the boat arrived in Xitian safely!

There is also the vicious woman who poisoned her husband. If Jianglong Arhat could detect something wrong in advance, she would be able to avoid death if she didn't drink that bowl of medicinal soup. It must also belong to the human heart!

Observe in detail, think about the consequences before making a move, pay attention to the way you communicate with others...

"The Sims" has taught many truths to Jianglong Luohan. This life in various poses and with different expressions is like a sea of ​​suffering. If you can survive in this difficult and dangerous environment, it is like understanding the true meaning of life.

Every time he thinks of these things, Jianglong Arhat can't help but sigh, benefactor Lu really has deep roots of wisdom!

He has experienced 67 deaths, and his highest survival record is that he persisted until he was [-] years old.

"Tonight, I must live past the age of 80!"

Jianglong Arhat thought in his heart, he could clearly feel that with the continuous death and the growth of experience, his bottleneck has also loosened. If he can live to be a hundred years old, maybe...he may really be able to prove the Buddhahood!

Thinking of this, Jianglong Luohan stomped his feet excitedly, and excitedly picked up another huge boulder, galloping to fill the jagged cliffs of Leopard Head Mountain, expanding the site with double efficiency.

Seeing that the monk was still working desperately in poor condition, the blood of the little monsters infected by his spirit was throbbing, and they also waved a big hammer to work hard.

……

……

at the same time.

At the foot of Leopard Head Mountain, ten tall men and women came.

"Registration is required to enter the mountain. Are you human...or some kind of monster?"

A little monster, who used a trick to disguise his eyes and transformed into a human, suddenly stood in front of the group of people.

There are so many tourists entering the mountain every day, it is naturally impossible to register one by one, so those weird-looking and sneaky people have become the focus of attention of the little monsters.

Although these ten people looked like humans, they were so tall that it was difficult not to attract attention.

"Go away!"

A muscular burly man let out a low snort, and slapped the little monster with a slap bigger than a cattail leaf fan. The ten people walked out of a mighty momentum and went straight into the town.

……

"It's... gone!?"

Following the guidance of Wan Wuxue, Feng Yao and other witches crossed mountains and rivers from Luzhou in Beiju to Hezhou in Xiniu, hoping to find the descendants of Qiangliang.

But after the flashing red Ten Thousand Witch Blood came to Leopard Head Mountain, it suddenly became silent.

Looking at the crowded and noisy market in front of him, Feng Yao, who has always been rational, also fell into confusion.

The expressions of the other nine witch clans also changed suddenly when they heard the words. They were burdened with the obsession of the whole clan, and the blood of the ten thousand witches must not fail at this time!

"What do you mean by disappearing? Please explain to me clearly!? Isn't the blood of the Wanwu Wu able to overcome distances and obstacles and guide us to find the hiding place of Qiangliang's descendants? Tell me why the good ones will disappear. !!"

Among the nine witches, a frantic black-haired young man grabbed Feng Yao's shoulder and asked with a ferocious face.

His name is Digui. When he set off from Wucheng, Digui personally promised his sister that he would bring the descendants of Qiangliang back to Luzhou in Beiju, and rescue the Wu people from that lifeless abyss.

But now... Feng Yao told him that Wan Wu's blood had failed! ?

Suddenly, a thought that he didn't want to believe suddenly appeared in Di Gui's mind.

"The descendant of Qiangliang...couldn't he be dead already?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the witches changed drastically, and the two witch girls, Wu Ti and Mei Duo, collapsed and covered their faces and cried bitterly.

As the saying goes, people's sorrows and joys are not interlinked.

The owner of the tea shop couldn't feel the bitterness and pain of the witches, so he just took out a few straw papers from the counter, looked up and handed them to them, saying: "Wipe your tears, or go to the wine shop opposite to cry, you guys stop Affecting my business at the door of the store..."

Bang!

Before the owner of the tea shop could finish his sentence, Digui, who was full of depression, grabbed a wooden table and threw it away for several miles to vent his anger.

"You guys, why are you so unreasonable! I tried to persuade you, but you destroyed my table and chairs... If you hit someone, it would be a big disaster. What kind of eyes do you have... Believe it or not, my name is Sheriff Xiong Come to punish you!"

Looking at Digui's wide-open bull's eyes, the owner of the tea shop said in a cold sweat.

--boom!

Di Gui sneered and was about to speak, but he heard a piercing sound resounding through the air, and the table he threw just now flew back intact, and with a muffled sound, the table hit directly on top of his head, torn apart broken.

I was stunned for a moment.

Di Gui turned his head and looked east.

"Is that you?"

His sharp eyes passed through the sea of ​​people and came to the street five miles away.

Under a concrete stone pillar, parked a wooden cart with a signboard of 'Smooth Milk Tea', a handsome young man was crossing his arms, looking at him from a distance with a teasing and disdainful expression. .

Chapter 149 This guy is not simple

In the north of Lingshan Mountain, there is a Tibetan country of Busi. Because of the harsh climate, people there like to mix the milk of sheep, cows, horses and other livestock with wine and tea. become a major feature of the country.

At the southernmost tip of Hezhou in Xiniu, there is the country of Zilu. It is hot in the day and cold in the night. The local people often put a tank of water in the night. It is a special taste to smash it and sprinkle it with syrup.

The golden-winged roc is only used to solving problems with force, but he can cultivate Buddhist supernatural powers and clarify the Dharma. How can he be that clumsy monster?

The experience and understanding far beyond ordinary people, as well as the cultivation base of Taiyi Jinxian, allowed the golden-winged roc to improve the formula of 'smoothie and milk tea' in an instant.

Regardless of whether humans or monsters, when patrolling their own territory, they definitely put down their guard and have the most relaxed attitude.

He changed his identity and came to Leopard Head Mountain to be an unknown businessman. His original intention was to give him a deadly attack when the lion was careless, but the golden-winged roc missed one point... that was his business Very good!

"Boss, have a brown sugar smoothie!"

"Brother, I want apple milk tea!"

"Give us twenty cups of Portuguese milk tea..."

With the lively shouts of the guests, the hands of the golden-winged roc turned into a phantom, and milk tea and smoothies flew into the hands of the guests as if they had eyes.

The golden-winged roc eagle did not hide its status as a monk, because practitioners are very common in Leopard Head Mountain, and the local residents were surprised at the beginning and now they are not surprised.

Especially with the broadcast of "The Richest Man in Xiniu Hezhou", many people know about the practice school of Jinyangzong. Although many people go to seek immortals to try their luck, more people understand through Long Tianao's self-report. The life of a monk is not as good as imagined.

After repeatedly looking through the genealogy and confirming that they have no missing ancestors, many people extinguished their thoughts and decided that it is better to be a mortal with peace of mind than to be a monk who sounds glamorous but is actually down and out.

"What kind of fairy craft is this, it's so delicious."

"Boss, your craftsmanship is so good, why don't you plan to expand your business, for example, open a shop or something?"

"That's right, boss, if you are willing to open a store, our brothers will be reunited permanently in the future."

……

Listening to the mortals' discussions, a polite smirk appeared on the golden-winged roc eagle's face.

Regarding the prosperity of the business, his heart is very complicated. On the one hand, because of the frequent customers every day, the golden-winged roc can't use all his thoughts to calculate the lion monster.

But on the other hand, this period of incarnation as a human seemed to calm his manic state of mind a lot.

You must know that both the peacock and the roc are fierce birds, which is one of the reasons why the golden-winged roc has an unruly and bloodthirsty temperament.