Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Often...the more dangerous the situation is, the more abundant the harvest will be.

The little weasel in front of me... seems to have such a weird luck.

This little thing was chased and killed by the evil cultivator in front of him, and he almost had no way to go to heaven, and had no way to enter the earth.

In this huge forest of thousands of miles.

Tang Sanzan used to live here for a long time, how could he not know about the situation here?

In addition to evil spirits and sneaks, there are also some mountain spirits and wild monsters.

According to the normal situation.

This little thing is almost a [-]% dead end!

There are very few good people in the thousands of miles of forests.

If it wasn't for passing by here.

[-]% this little guy... will meet someone else who can save him from the fire.

It's not surprising that it might be a certain monster weasel who can't be seen in the world.

This weird and weird fate...is very interesting!

"Little guy, let me ask you a few questions, and if you answer them truthfully, how about repaying the poor monk for saving his life?"

With a smile on the corner of Tang Sanzan's mouth, he said to the cute monster on his palm.

"Just tell me what the master wants to ask, I will know everything!"

The little guy looked very respectful.

For Tang Sanzan, and its "unscientific" method, it is easy to play tricks on the unworldly eminent monk who has died of evil cultivators.

Its heart is filled with absolute respect.

Not to mention...the person in front of him is still a person who has amazing luck and is loved by the world.

If you can build a relationship with the other party.

If you succeeded in obtaining the title from the other party's mouth, then didn't you take off from the same place? !

With such thoughts in mind, the little guy almost couldn't hide the smile on his face.

It seems that he has seen...the bright future of becoming a god and ancestor.

"Are you an orphan?"

As soon as it came up, Tang Sanzan was the outlet of the heart-wrenching question.

The little guy's eyes were slightly dull, and he seemed a little confused why the monk in front of him cared about such an issue.

But it still nodded sincerely.

"Hmm..." Tang Sanzan pondered, thinking in his heart: It sure has that smell!

"I am often in danger, but I can always save the day, and even get a lot of benefits?"

When the second question came out, the awe in Weasel's eyes became more and more intense!

Looking at Tang Sanzan with incomparably reverent eyes, he nodded.

"Little guy, you should have just practiced for a short time, right?"

"Master! You are such a divine monk, you know everything! How did you do it?!"

Weasel's tone was full of awe and admiration.

However, Tang Sanzan was expressionless, thinking in his heart: read two more novels, you will naturally know.

It is right to think so in my heart.

But Tang Sanzan didn't say it directly.

For a weasel with the strange fate and luck of the protagonist of the novel.

Hmm... Tang Sanzan is still very interested.

The key is.

Tang Sanzan is well aware of the uniqueness of his own fate.

He wanted to see if this little thing was by his side.

Whether there will be some unexpected changes.

Destiny is a wonderful thing, full of twists and turns, and illusory.

When the two originally unrelated existences were put together.

Maybe there will be some unexpected changes.

It doesn't matter whether the little thing agrees or not.

Tang Sanzan casually placed it on his right shoulder.

Divine Foot Power is activated.

His figure disappeared in the gloomy forest in an instant.

With him and Dahong leaving.

The vacuum area in the tens of miles of forest sea was once again occupied by evil spirits.

The edge of the southern city.

Yan Qirui and others are making preparations in an orderly manner.

When night fell, they started to watch the night in an orderly manner.

This extremely dangerous job does not allow them to be too careless.

"Have you heard, it seems that our Yunshan City Hidden Night Group has made a huge breakthrough recently!"

"Organization No. [-] seems to have begun to develop a magic weapon that can be used by ordinary people."

"This, I heard about it early this morning, and it is rumored that... quite a few ordinary people have volunteered to participate in the experiment."

"I just don't know... the success rate of this experiment..."

"..."

A group of ten people, except for Yan Qirui, were all chatting one after another.

They are obviously very interested in the news that has come out recently.

There is a look of anticipation in the eyes.

Yan Qirui glanced at the statue of Arhat in the bag on his waist, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It has the magic weapon given by the master of the three burials.

His night watcher team has become the team with the highest security.

Nancheng District... It's been a long time since any appalling and weird incidents have happened...

Chapter 231 Qingming High School

"Look, that's... Master Three Burial?!"

"Really! It's really the master of the three burials."

"I haven't seen him for a long time, and now he looks even more domineering and mighty!"

"As expected of an eminent monk, this attire is completely different from ordinary monks."

"..."

Looking at the figure not far away, slowly approaching.

A group of night watchmen immediately looked at Tang Sanzan with reverence.

Even someone who is thinking carefully has prepared a pen and paper.

Try to touch it quietly and ask for an autograph.

nowadays.

Ordinary people may not know Tang Sanbu's fame and status in Yunshan City.

But as long as they have a little knowledge, people who have something to do with monks will know.

In the entire Nancheng District, the most unprovoked person is Tang Sanzan.

Even... the entire Yunshan City is like this.

I don't know when, Tang San was buried in Yunshan City. He was an unknown mountain monk from the beginning.

It has grown into a pivotal, powerful power to turn clouds and rain.

Everything in Nancheng District is based on Tang San's funeral.

It's just...Tang Sanzan doesn't have any special hobbies for power and tactics in his daily life.

Otherwise, with his current status.

With every gesture, he can get all kinds of treatment far surpassing that of Si Junfeng.

Compared with Zhang Hedao, it will definitely not be half a point worse.

"Master Three Burial, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Master Yan."

Yan Qirui stepped forward with a warm smile on his face.

There is a bit of emotion in the eyes.

Looking back, he was the one who personally brought Tang Sanzan to the Yin Ye group to register.

How long has passed now.

The other party has already grown to a giant beyond Si Junfeng and Mao Qi.

This growth rate is at least unprecedented among the Hidden Night Group.

"How is it recently? Nothing major happened in Nancheng District, right?"

"Fortunately, with your protection, Master Sanbu, the Nancheng District has undergone earth-shaking changes. Now, many people in the Central District want to move to Nancheng District."

Yan Qirui had a joyful smile on his face.

For the area that is being watched at night, it can be so prosperous.

He was naturally happy from the bottom of his heart.

However... the voice just fell.

Tang Sanzan frowned slightly.

Flicking somewhere from the corner of the eye, a trace of surprise appeared in his dark eyes.

"Master Three Burial, what's wrong?"

Yan Qirui saw the change in Tang Sanzan's complexion, and looked around, but found nothing.

"It's okay, it's just a small problem, you go back and get ready, Buddha will come as soon as I go."

Tang Sanzun waved his hands and left in a hurry.

A group of people behind Yan Qirui were left standing there with a little regret in their eyes.

The idea of ​​getting an idol's autograph is probably going to fail.

In the distance, black mist hiding in the darkness of the corner.

Looking at the monk who was gradually approaching him.

The pupils hidden in the black mist are not only not afraid at all.

On the contrary, it has a look of anticipation.

In the depths of the pupils, there was a faint awe towards Tang Sanzan.

"Come out."