Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

"Amitabha."

Faced with the funeral master's response, Deji stamped his feet angrily.

"Okay, if you don't do it, I'll do it!"

Faced with the pedantic funeral director, Deji had no idea what to do.

This Undertaker is the supreme guardian deity of the Tantric sect, and no one can force him to do anything.

It may have been possible in the past, but now, the Lord of Burial is no longer just a nominal leader, but a true guardian deity with great supernatural powers.

Unfortunately, since he became enlightened at the age of eight, he has been confined to Sangjia Monastery to practice Buddhism.

Buddhism is good, but it may not be suitable for the cruel world.

The funeral master is devoted to Buddhism, which makes him have a simple and kind heart, so he is unwilling to be a pawn for the Yashelangtai family.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

From another perspective, if he really coveted power, there would be no place for Yashelangtai Deji.

Deji angrily walked down the steps of the Great Bright Hall.

At the bottom of the stairs, his personal guards were waiting respectfully.

Deji glanced at the guards in front of him. These people were monks from Sangjia Temple and were the Vajra serving the gods and Buddhas.

But now, they are not much different from the private soldiers of his Yashelangtai family, and they all obey Deji's orders.

"Kukawa, come here."

Deji looked at a guard and waved to him.

Muchuan hurried over, "Chiba!"

Deji reached out and stroked his head, then said with a sharp look:

"Tomorrow, I'm going to send you on a mission!"

The next morning, Zhang Yi got up and went to find Paji Gesang immediately.

He wanted to obtain intelligence on the entire southwest region.

Especially the information about the military strength of the other three major families and Sangga Temple.

Aliens, weapons, and the scale of private armies.

He must grasp all this information in order to avoid making mistakes in future actions.

But before he left the house, Pajigsang came over by himself.

"Lord Chaos!"

Zhang Yi nodded. "Master Paji, do you want to talk to me about something? I just happened to want to talk to you too!"

Paji Gesang sighed with a serious expression, "Early this morning, Yashelangtai Deji, in the name of the Sanga Monastery Tripa, asked the four major families of us to attend a meeting."

Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow: "You hold meetings so frequently?"

Pajigesang's expression was a little strange. He looked at Zhang Yi and said:

"Even if he didn't have a valid reason, he couldn't invite us to a meeting. It's just that something special happened yesterday."

Zhang Yi saw that Pajigsang had a strange look in his eyes, thought for a moment, and pointed at himself with an inexplicable smile.

"Could it be related to me?"

Pajigesang nodded and said, "Didn't you kill a patrol team yesterday?"

"Yes, but I already told you. Why, can't you kill him?"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly.

Pajigesang quickly said, "Of course not. It's just that the identities of those people are somewhat special."

"You are probably aware that the monks of Sangjia Temple are now no different from the private soldiers of the Yashelangtai family."

"However, on the surface, they still represent Sangjia Monastery, which is the Tantric Buddhism."

"You killed so many monks, including the Dharma Protector Vajra Loren, whose supernatural power index is very high. Deji let us pass in this name."

Pajigesang looked somewhat helpless.

Zhang Yi immediately understood his situation.

Today's Yashelangtai family is equivalent to holding the emperor hostage to control the princes.

How influential is the Tantric sect in the Southwest region?

Let’s put it this way, basically everyone is a follower of Tantric Buddhism.

Even though the Paji family is an enemy of the Yashelangtai family, they dare not jump out and say that they are against Tantric Buddhism.

Zhang Yi nodded and asked, "Is it easy to handle? Or do you want me to take action now?"

Paji Gesang waved his hand. "That's not the case. Haha, we're only a thin layer of window paper away from a falling out. The Chuan Zhao Dharma Assembly will be held in a week. He won't do anything to us."

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "That's good. You can handle this dispute yourself."