"(Yellow characters) And suppress the monks, let the monks work hard, it is even more inhumane, the monks are not allowed to participate in idol concerts, it is too much, laughing and crying... Finally, with the help of Tangshan funeral, they succeeded Got what I deserved - to participate in an idol concert, and repair the temple by the way..."

"Hahahaha, these monks..."

……

Put the book away and rewrap it.

Jia Luo took a deep breath, and looked at the holy monk seriously, "The monks in Che Chi Kingdom are hopeless!"

"Ok?"

The holy monk didn't know why.

While talking, the waiting bus suddenly pulled into the station.

Jia Luo was about to step into the car when he suddenly had an ominous premonition. He wondered if he seemed to have forgotten something.

The holy monk is stepping on the bus first, by the way, stepping on the bus!

I wipe!Jia Luo already understood the source of his uneasiness. He accidentally forgot that the holy monk was a humanoid self-propelled artillery.

It was too late to say it, but it was too soon, the holy monk staggered and knelt down with one hand!

boom!

Like an earthquake.

I saw that with the holy monk as the center, the terrible crack destroyed the main road, the bus platform, and the greenery along the roadside, turning it into a huge pothole.

Jia Luo sat at the bottom of the pit with a dazed expression. It was unscientific that he didn't have any injuries on his body.

The audience gentlemen were also frightened.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?"

"I'll go, this is what you said, is a fall a pit, this pit is too big..."

"Wait, why is this power stronger than in the comics..."

"By the way, why is the protagonist okay?"

"There is no barrage body protection, and the protagonist is not injured at all..."

"This unscientific……"

……

On the other side, the entire bus fell into the pothole.

The pothole appeared for a very short time, and there was no violent jolt, just a loud bang, it fell into the pothole, and the passengers in the car were thrown into disarray.

Fortunately, the occupants inside did not appear to be seriously injured.

Well, the lords of the audience were surprised to find it even more unscientific.

This will make Newton angry!

Hey, wait, think about it carefully, it seems that no one cares about Newton's feelings!

Chapter 140 Seven, Your School May Be Extinct

"Hey, the poor monk fell down again just now, the poor monk was too careless."

The holy monk stood up, looked at the scene in front of him, and half covered his mouth in surprise.

"However, don't panic, wait for the poor monk to fill up the hole."

The holy monk rolled up his sleeves with a serious expression, ready to be a humanoid bulldozer.

"Uh, holy monk, we have professionals to handle this matter, so let's go first."

Jia Luo quickly stopped it.

Let's run and talk!

……

Jia Luo continued to introduce the surrounding things while leading the holy monk.

The holy monks all showed surprise expressions.

Then he said, I saw those gods in the sky used it before, so it turned out to be such and such and such a thing!

Instead, Jia Luo was even more surprised and curious about the world of Journey to the West by the holy monk.

Damn, what kind of gods are these.

Wearing cosmetics, holding press conferences, and often using the line to work in Tianting, Jade Emperor went to attend Chang'e's handshake meeting and so on...

Seeing that the holy monk said this kind of thing seriously, it seems that he really didn't realize that the gods in the heavens were sick in their brains!

Walking to the school was really slow, and when Jia Luo brought the holy monk to Sobu High School, Jia Luo was already sweating coldly at the heaven of that world.

Whose painting style is this wonderful!

Sure enough, it can't be more realistic than in funny comics.

Through the barrage, Jia Luo already knew that "Tangshan Burial" was a funny cartoon.

"Holy Monk, it's almost time to get here, you should go back first."

Jia Luo said to the holy monk.

At this time, it was very close to the class time, and there were no students around the school.

"Can't you go in here?"

asked the monk in surprise.

"Holy Monk, let's be honest...Although our school is a public school, the content taught is different from other schools, so people from other schools are prohibited from entering."

Galo decides to tell a white lie.

In fact, he originally planned to take the holy monk inside to take a look, but the scene at the bus station scared him. You must know that there are many stairs in the school. If the holy monk falls inside, it will be a miracle!

"That's right, if the holy monk wrestled inside, it would be tsk tsk..."

"I found that this school is really tough. There are people like the protagonist, and there are all kinds of natural and man-made disasters..."

"Sobu High School: mmp, protagonist, get lost!"

"Protagonist, hold your hand high and let the school go..."

……

Gallo: "..."

But the sky failed to fulfill people's wishes, and Jia Luo's expectations could not be fulfilled.

boom!

With the sound of the car engine, from a distance, a handsome white sports car stopped in front of Jia Luo and the others. Jia Luo looked at the car suspiciously.

She Meimaruwen got out of the car in a black professional attire.

She glanced at Jia Luo, then at the holy monk next to her, showing a surprised expression.

Then she thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she greeted with a smile.

"Thanks to the news material you found yesterday."

The female reporter walked up to Jia Luo with a smile on her face, and said it as if she was very friendly.

"Oh." Jia Luo casually replied, and then looked at her different sports car from yesterday.

He remembered that the sports car of the female reporter crashed directly along the coastline yesterday and fell into the sea.

It seems that she has changed another car, I'm sorry, how rich is this reporter? !

Jia Luo is not lying, he is very envious now!

The female reporter saw Jia Luo's question, smiled slightly, and said, "Ah, this car was delivered this morning after a friend of mine found out that my car broke down."

Then, the female reporter gently opened her red lips and asked softly, "Do you like it? If you like it, you can give it to you directly."

In an instant, Jia Luo's heartbeat stopped for a second.

Sports car, this is a man's dream!

However, now that he has armor, this kind of sports car... he still thinks it's so damn good-looking...

"However, you have to tell me who this master is first? Could it be those people with supernatural abilities?"

The female reporter was full of interest. While she lowered her head and approached Jia Luo to talk, she looked at the holy monk out of the corner of her eye.

"I can't tell, there are no things for people with supernatural abilities."

Gallo said firmly.

"You should still remember the agreement between us." The female reporter smiled.

"Of course I remember, so didn't I say no." Jia Luo replied.

Seeing that there was nothing to ask from Jia Luo, the female reporter turned slightly and looked at the holy monk.

I saw her showing a charming look, and asked gently: "I don't know what the master is doing here!"

At this time, if it is an ordinary person, it is estimated that they will be so fascinated that they can't move their eyes.

However, it is useless to the two people in front of me. One has a stable mind like lust and caution, and the other is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao and is also a natural fool.

Moreover, the holy monk looked as usual, clasped his hands together, and said: "Poor... monk... buried in Tangshan..."

Speaking of the name, the holy monk didn't know the corresponding translation, so naturally he said it in Tang dialect.

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