Journey to the West begins with the full-level monk Tang

Thinking of this question, the old man suddenly remembered.

When this Buddha was about to leave, he once asked him one thing. If he saw his two sons, Zhao Dahu and Zhao Erhu, he hoped that this Buddha would take care of him.

Could it be that because the Buddha didn't know where the two tigers went, he then cut the meat to feed the eagles, and cast himself into the trap. Performed a bitter trick, sneaked into the captured team, and then found Dahu and Erhu.

It must be like this. Unexpectedly, this Buddha can do this for his two sons.

The more the old man thought about it, the more moved he was, but he looked at Tang Seng with deep gratitude and apology.

Tang Seng turned his head away, thinking, this old man, don't make it look like his son has been arrested.

Then let the officers and soldiers see the clues. Once the old man is tortured, who knows if he will reveal the truth? It's really hard to say.

Now Tang Seng can't give any more hints to the old man surnamed Zhao, so he can only ignore him.

Fortunately, the task of the officers and soldiers is mainly to arrest people and earn some floating money by the way. It's a pity that Zhaojiazhuang is already poor. There must be no floating money, and neither do young people.

After some fuss, they escorted Tang Seng and continued on the road.

The old man surnamed Zhao followed all the way to the entrance of the village, and he didn't go back until Tang Seng and the officers and soldiers had disappeared.

Finally, Tang Seng heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately he was not spoiled by this old man.

After this team of officers and soldiers left Zhaojiazhuang, they went to several nearby villages.

Not to mention, they really caught a young man, he was eighteen or nineteen years old, his face was dirty, his clothes were ragged, and his hair was covered in dirty black mud, all curly.

The clothes on his body were ragged, with either arms or legs exposed, and some flesh in the middle.

Holding a broken bowl in his hand and a dog-beating stick in his right hand, he looked like a standard beggar for his outfit.

If there were a few more cloth bags hanging on his body, Tang Seng would definitely be able to recognize them at a glance. They must be members of the beggar gang.

After that, I turned around for a while, passed two villages, and found nothing.

At this time, the sun has gradually moved to the west.

Summer nights are long, and there should be a long time before it can be dark, but the officers and soldiers stopped wandering around, but took Tang Seng and the young beggar they captured, and headed in another direction.

In the end, the two of them were taken to a military camp twenty miles southeast of Zhaojiazhuang.

Tang Seng has long been aware of the existence of this barracks. But he didn't take it seriously.

At this moment, when he came to the edge of the barracks, he took a closer look. There were hundreds of barracks in this building, surrounded by fences and fences.

In the barracks, there were some young people who were also wearing civilian uniforms, all of them looked sallow, emaciated and emaciated. There were three or four hundred people in total.

Compared with them, Tang Seng felt that he was simply too strong.

Obviously, these people are so-called young people who were captured by the army.

In the military camp, these young people who were arrested had no human rights.

The officers and soldiers lived in high-quality tents, and these young people in civilian uniforms were locked in a strong fence. Some grass was spread on it to make a bed.

There are many young people just lying on the haystack casually, not even wanting to move.

Fortunately, it is summer now, and the temperature is not bad, so nothing serious will happen.

If it was winter, Tang Seng really doubted whether most of the hundreds of young people locked in the fence would have died overnight.

Tang Seng was also brought to the fence, and was pushed in by an officer.

Then, another young beggar was also pushed in.

The fence gate was locked.

Tang monks and beggars, together with hundreds of young people in the fence, were locked inside like cattle and sheep.

Tang Seng didn't care, this opportunity was exactly what he was looking for but never found.

There was a lot of movement here, but it didn't attract the attention of those inside the fence, some of them. He only looked up and ignored it.

And some people didn't even look at it, lying down on the haystack.

I don't know if it's because I fell asleep, or because I didn't want to move because I wanted to save energy, because I was afraid that I would be too hungry if I moved too much.

The beggar is also very courageous. After being locked in the fence, he turned to look at the officer who was locking the door and asked, "This officer, do you want to eat?"

"roll roll roll……"

The officer and the army yelled a few times, but went straight without answering.

Around the fence, dozens of officers and soldiers were on duty with knives and guns.

These youths were being guarded by the officers and soldiers as if they were prisoners.

Tang Seng's spiritual thoughts covered the entire fence, and after a dozen breaths, he walked towards a middle-aged man sitting on the grass.

This person looked less than forty, and he seemed to be a bit energetic among all the people.

"Amitabha, this benefactor invites you."

Tang Seng went over to say hello.

The man looked at Tang Seng's attire and chuckled twice: "I didn't expect that the officers and soldiers would even arrest monks? Hey, really, people's hearts are not ancient!"

Tang Seng looked very speechless, shook his head, then sat beside the man, and passed his hand over.

The man glanced at Tang Seng's hand in surprise, only to find the wide cuffs of the monk's robe. , Tang Seng held a piece of white flour cake in his exposed hand.

The man's eyes lit up immediately, he took the white flour cake, put it in his mouth, and started to chew.

This white flour cake was brought out by Tang Seng when he returned to the chaotic world.

He brought out hundreds of such white flour cakes, all of which were placed in the system space, just for that. People who are hungry can give them something to eat.

But now it seems that the hundreds of people in the fence are very hungry.

At this time, it is naturally impossible for Tang Seng to take out the cake, which will attract the attention of the officers and soldiers, which may affect the completion of the next task.

In short, Tang Seng could see that these people were very weak, but they still wouldn't starve to death for a while.

Not in a hurry.

The man devoured a few mouthfuls of white flour bread, and then stuffed the last bit into his mouth, after a flurry of chewing.

finally. He spoke and nodded to Tang Seng: "Thank you, thank you very much."

Tang Seng shook his head slightly: "Hehe... We are both degenerate people in the world, so why should we know each other when we meet again? Does the benefactor know where we are going to be sent when we are arrested?"

The man also shook his head, with a wry smile on his face: "The devil knows, it's up to them to send it wherever they want. In short, it's not a soldier to fight a war. It's just doing other hard work. Good things will definitely not be our turn."

"War in the army?"

Tang Seng frowned and asked, "Is there a war now?"

The man looked at Tang Seng very unexpectedly: "Hey, the master must have been in the monastery for too long, and he doesn't know much about worldly affairs. Otherwise, the master would not ask such a question!"