Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

At this time, Zhang Yi was also sitting in the room, waiting for Pajigesang to come back.

When Pajigesang entered the room, he saw a cup of steaming milk tea on the coffee table. The soft sofa seat had sunk in and had not yet rebounded. He knew that Zhang Yi had been sitting there, seemingly waiting for him.

"Your Excellency Hundun, that bastard from the Yashelangtai family is really going too far!"

As soon as Paji Gesang arrived, he complained to Zhang Yi about how the other party had bullied him.

Zhang Yi listened silently, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to take revenge on them?"

Pajigesang was stunned.

"Yes, of course I do. I dream about it!"

He said it sincerely.

Zhang Yi waved at him and said, "Come here, I need you to help me with something."

After listening to Zhang Yi's plan, Pajigesang's expression changed several times.

"Is this okay?"

He expressed disbelief.

"That person has been practicing Buddhism for over a decade and has long lost all desire for worldly things. Your method..."

Zhang Yi smiled faintly, "There's a saying called the idol filter. In your eyes, the Burial Master is a god, so he's perfect. But in my opinion, he's just a stay-at-home guy who hasn't left the house for over a decade and only knows how to chant sutras."

Otaku is how Zhang Yi describes the burial master Jueguo.

Although it sounds strange, it is very appropriate when you think about it carefully.

Everyone thought that he had attained enlightenment, but only Zhang Yi understood that enlightenment might not be as pure as others thought.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Keer that day said it all.

Day two.

A special guest arrived at the villa of the Pudge family.

A black car stopped at the door, and the people receiving guests nearby all looked extremely respectful and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

As the attendant opened the car door, an old monk with gray hair walked out of the car.

When the guards at the door saw him, they even knelt down and buried their heads deeply in the ground.

Paji Gesang had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw the person coming, he immediately put on a smile and walked over.

"Wangbo Tripa, thank you for coming despite your busy schedule!"

Paji Gesang was particularly attentive to the old monk in front of him.

Because his identity is extraordinary, he is the previous Chiba of Sangga Monastery, Wangbo Sangji.

At the beginning, Yashelangtai Deji relied on his status as the patriarch of the funeral clan and the military power of the Yashelangtai family, and used both soft and hard tactics to force the Chiba to abdicate.

But on the snowy plateau, Wangbo Sangji still holds a very high status.

Because he served as the Chiba of Sangga Monastery for more than 30 years, he is a household name.

Moreover, he also has a connection with the Paji family, because the Chiba in his previous generation was Paji Gesang's grandfather and also his teacher.

Paji Gesang invited Wangbo Sangji into the tea room and asked the servants to bring in the best tea and pastries.

Wangbo Sangji sat across from him, looked at the attentive Paji Gesang, and said bluntly: "Gesang, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. I can't stay here with you any longer at this time."

If it weren't for his master's sake, Wangbo Sangji would not have been willing to come and see Paji Gesang.

After all, everyone knows that his relationship with Deji is not good, and it is very likely to affect Wangbo Sangji himself in the future.

Paji Gesang smiled and said, "Wangpo Tripa, I invited you here this time because I hope you can do me a favor."

Wang Bosangji raised his eyes and looked at him.

"If it's related to Sangjia Temple or the Yashelangtai family, you'd better not say anything."

His tone was unusually cold, and he obviously didn't want to cause trouble.

Pajigesang narrowed his eyes, still with a flattering smile on his face.

"Wangbo Tripa, you were driven out by Deji and lost your position as Tripa. Are you really willing to accept that?"

Wang Bosangji paused his movements, and a look of anger flashed in his eyes.