Urban: I have a new identity every week

"Yes, Buddha."

Soon, a mobile phone was sent over.

All kinds of materials and books in it are classified into categories, novels are grouped into one pile, and documents are grouped into one pile.

When the first pre-epoch mobile phone was dug up, researchers found many novels in it, thinking that it was the real history of pre-epoch.

For example, Xiuxian novels once made people think that human beings before the epoch could fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and live forever.

It quickly turned out to be a farce.

But some urban novels have also contributed to the technological research and development of today's scientific researchers.

So pre-epoch novels are also part of the important data.

Tang Seng looked at his phone, and suddenly, his eyes fell on a novel called "Journey to the West".

The reason why I noticed this novel.

It was because he thought of going west.

Westbound, Westward Journey.

The meaning is similar, so it fell into his eyes.

Tang Seng clicked it curiously.

The first round: The source of the spiritual root is bred, the mind is cultivated, and the Dao is born...

Looking at his face changed.

Chen Xuanzang (Tang Xuanzang), Tang Emperor Li Shimin, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Liu Boqin...

"This...how is this possible!"

Tang Seng turned pale with fright, the phone in his hand almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he was steady.

He was sent to the present world by that mysterious person at Liu Boqin's home.

The records in this book before he rescued Sun Wukong in Liangjie Mountain are actually very close to his experience.

This records his story?

Since the foregoing is true, is the subsequent record also true?

Tang Seng suppressed the fear in his heart, and then continued to look behind.

Saw him save Monkey King there.

I thought, if he hadn't been sent to this world by that mysterious person, would he go to Liangjie Mountain to rescue Monkey King later?

Before he knew it, he had finished reading, and it was getting dark.

The shock in Tang Seng's heart lingered for a long time.

Is the record in this book true or false?

Is he really the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of Buddha?

Are some of the fragments of memory that I have inexplicably popped up these days belong to Jin Chanzi?

But... why is there this book?

Could it be that he is just a story character in the book?

Who is that mysterious man?

Tang Seng was a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 859 It's not good, the second senior brother was taken away by a monster

Tang Seng was confused by a book of Journey to the West.

began to doubt life.

Finally, he suddenly thought of something, and communicated with the little assistant in his mind: "You know what's going on, right?"

"I know."

"Quick... tell me quickly." Tang Seng was excited.

The little assistant said: "This book records the events of your world. You are Tang Seng in the book. If there is no accident, your future is the ending of the book."

"But now, there is an accident!" Tang Seng gritted his teeth and said, he could have become a Buddha, but he was brought to this wretched place.

Although he is a Buddha in this world, what's the point of being the boss among a group of little kids?

You know, he could have become a Buddha in the first place!

He is equivalent to a rich second generation sent out to execute a project. As long as he completes the project step by step, he can be promoted.

But now, the project has just started, and he was kicked to Africa, and he can't go back.

Although he is now a chief in Africa, is it as comfortable as being a top rich second generation in China?

"Come on, as long as you are lucky enough, you will be able to go back one day." The little assistant encouraged.

Tang Seng heard this, what else could he say, he could only continue to praise his luck.

But it's not without some benefits, at least he can develop wretchedly without distraction.

After returning to Journey to the West after the development, when the time comes, he will directly become the real Buddha!

All Buddhist disciples should look like these Buddhist disciples under his hands.

The Dharma he spreads now should be the real Dharma!

...............

Leaving Zhu Ziguo, heading west all the way, crossing mountains and ridges, admiring the rising sun in the morning, enjoying the sunset at night, the boundless scenery is unforgettable.

On a winding path, Su Xun rode a white dragon horse, and the four of them marched against the scorching sun.

"Master, the sun is too strong today, why don't you take a rest." Zhu Bajie said as he wiped his sweat, his fat body was already reflecting light.

Sun Wukong was also unbearably hot: "Master, the idiot is right, find a place to rest."

Sha Wujing carried the burden without saying a word.

Su Xun said: "Forget it, then find an open space ahead, set up camp, and wait until the sun goes down before leaving."

The four of them walked for another three miles, and found a relatively flat open space. Su Xun took out his tent and set up camp.

The tent is a square tent, and the space inside is very spacious after being tied up. This is a military multi-functional marching tent of R star.

This is black technology, nuclear power generation, not only can you enjoy the shade, but also watch movies.

As long as there is electricity, there is a good life.

"Ah, it's so comfortable, master, where did you get so many strange treasures?"

After walking into the tent, they took out the iced Fat House Happy Water from the refrigerator and drank it. The three of them, Monkey King, showed expressions of enjoyment.

"I don't want to work hard as a teacher at noon today. One of you should go out to make a fortune. You don't need extravagance. You can have chicken, duck, fish and a jug of fine wine."

Su Xun lay on the sofa without any image, crossed his legs, and said lightly.

The Monkey King has three people with a black line on their heads.

"Master, there may not even be a household in this wilderness, where can I find chicken, duck and fish?"

Zhu Bajie moaned and said.

Su Xun stared: "If the teacher knows, what do you need? You are the only one, hurry up and go to alms, if you can't find it, we will have roast pork at noon!"

"Come on, it turns out that my old pig was raised in captivity for rations." Zhu Bajie grumbled and got out of the tent.

Su Xun yawned: "Take a nap for the teacher, and call me when the idiot comes back."

"Yes, Master."

Monkey King, Sha Wujing, and the little white dragon who turned into a human quickly played Poker Fighting the Landlords.

One less person is just right.

But Zhu Bajie got out of the tent and used the nine-toothed rake as a walking stick to choose a direction to walk.

"In such a big sun, Master is too cruel. My old pig is fat and easily gets too hot. They hide in the shade in the tent, but they let me go to this wilderness for alms. They are very picky."

Zhu Bajie was dripping with sweat, panting heavily while walking, muttering and complaining.

He rolled his eyes.

"It's better for me to find a cool place to sleep on my own, and then go back and say that I can't find anyone nearby. Master won't really roast me."

Zhu Bajie did it when he thought of it, and continued to walk forward, preparing to find a suitable place to sleep.

"Sister, hurry up, this way, sister."

"Hey, catch it, be careful."

"Third sister, quickly, kick me..."

A sound of playfulness from his daughter's house came to his ears, and Zhu Bajie, who was full of exhaustion, instantly lifted his spirits.

Hastily followed the sound.

Not long after, he saw a magnificent courtyard. In front of the courtyard, seven gorgeous girls were kicking a Cuju.

The seven women wore dresses of different colors, revealing the white and tender flesh around their waists.

Laughter like silver bells came out when they were playing.

Zhu Bajie stared blankly at this lsp, saliva flowed from the pig's mouth, and his throat was extremely dry.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and walked towards the seven girls like a pig brother.

"Female Bodhisattvas, my old pig is being polite. I am a monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. I want to come to have some vegetarian food. Is it convenient?"

Zhu Bajie tried his best to pretend to be a gentleman, but he was like a monkey wearing a crown, full of ugliness.

"A monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

The seven women looked at each other, and then laughed: "You look...but you are a monster, what kind of monk are you?"

"The female Bodhisattvas don't know, my old pig was originally the marshal of the canopy, but this appearance was cast into a pig's fetus by mistake. Don't look at the old pig's appearance, but his heart is first-class kindness." Zhu Bajie said .

A woman in a red skirt said with a smile: "You don't have anything to eat, but we sisters do have something to eat. Let's eat roast suckling pig today."

"Giggle..."

The other six girls smiled prettily.

Zhu Bajie felt that something was wrong, but before he could run away, the six women suddenly vomited spider silk and wrapped him up, making him unable to move.

"Quickly, hang him up, and use him to lure the monk Tang Seng over."

It turned out that these were the seven fairies in Pansi Cave.

In the original book, Tang Seng came out to beg for alms and was arrested by them.

I didn't expect to be replaced by Zhu Bajie now.

Caught off guard by this spider thread, Zhu Bajie had the opportunity to display all his mana, feeling aggrieved.

in the tent.

"Why hasn't this idiot come back?" Sun Wukong frowned, looking at the cards in his hand: "Could it be that he fell asleep somewhere, and whoever loses this round will go out to find that idiot."

Sha Wujing lost this game, so he went out to find Zhu Bajie.

When I found Pansi Cave, I saw from a distance that I was being hung up beating Zhu Bajie, and I was shocked.

Not daring to disturb the goblin, he ran back to the tent.

"Master, something is wrong, master, the second senior brother was captured by the monster!"

(End of this chapter)

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