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

"It's okay, let's take you to a place and live with the residents there."

Tang Sanzan didn't have the intention of eliminating demons and defending Taoism.

In his mind, the equality of all beings may not be possible.

But for this kind of ghost that is not contaminated with karma, he will definitely not directly "extend" it.

The way to deal with it is simple.

On the Dayan Buddha Bead, there is a gloomy light that is completely opposite to the golden Buddha Bead.

The grateful ghost was pulled into another space in an instant.

There, countless ghosts live like ordinary people...

"Qingming High School... I hope you don't disappoint the Buddha..."

The corners of Tang Sanzan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

The tone was a little cold, and a touch of expectation.

Human off limits.

Ever since Tang Sanbu had expectations, he wanted to cultivate a little skeleton of the Bone Bodhisattva.

After sending back information about Immortal Yamamoto.

Tang Sanzan became very interested in this restricted area for humans.

This kind of place where the living are not allowed to enter, the dead are paradise.

Tang Sanzan always felt that their appearance would not be so simple.

This piece of heaven and earth seems to be full of calculations.

No one knows what kind of shocking game the chess player hidden in the dark has set up.

All he can do now is to take one step at a time.

Who can say for sure about the future?

"Master Three Burial, is it resolved?"

Seeing Tang Sanzan who came back again, Yan Qirui hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"A small problem has been resolved."

Tang Sanzan smiled slightly, and used the Buddha's light to cover the imprint on the back of his left hand.

Hmm... There's no need to worry about this kind of thing.

"Keep busy, if you have nothing to do, Buddha, I will leave first."

Looking at the group of night watchmen behind Yan Qirui, their faces were full of reverence and fanaticism.

Tang Sanzan was a little apprehensive.

The three-burial master, who is not afraid of anything, is most afraid of his younger brothers and younger sisters!

"Buddha is going too!"

After leaving such a sentence.

The Divine Foot Power was activated, and Tang Sanzan's figure disappeared in place.

Yinye Group, Nancheng District, inside the two yuan store.

Business is not very good.

The current atmosphere in Nancheng District does not know when it started.

It's already started to go off track.

A statue of Gatlin Bodhisattva with a unique painting style is enshrined in each home.

In the city, the business of a serious chicken shop is even more booming!

The sales volume of big roosters remained at a high level in the entire Yunshan City, and the growth rate was strong!

A street looked over.

In Nancheng District, which has begun to thrive, out of ten stores, nine are probably selling chicken.

Ahem...Of course, this chicken is not that chicken.

It is an authentic Tujia rooster.

Especially in the past two days when Dahong left the Nancheng District for a short time without the morning sir.

I don't know what kind of mentality.

The momentum of everyone eating chicken is obviously more brutal!

The streets and alleys of the entire Nancheng District.

All exude the aroma of chicken.

The corners of Tang Sanzan's eyes twitched slightly, comforting Dahong.

Hmm... The timing of entering Nancheng District is not very appropriate.

It happened to be noon, when others were preparing lunch.

The compatriots who seem to have noticed countless sufferings have become delicacies on the table.

Big Red immediately exploded.

If it wasn't for Tang Sanzan holding back.

It is estimated that in Nancheng District, it is inevitable that they will look like chickens and dogs.

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Chapter 233 Dismantle it

"What a cute little guy!"

"Come on, come to my sister, give me a hug!"

"Sister, there are sweets here!"

Following the figure of Tang Sanzan, he appeared in the two yuan store.

The gazes of Ji Lan and Li Ling were instantly attracted.

His eyes turned into watery hearts.

Of course...their goal is not to rush to Tang Sanbu.

It was aimed at Tang Sanzan's right shoulder, that little thing with pure white hair like snow.

They even took out a lot of their favorite snacks, trying to induce them.

however.

The little thing who went down the mountain for the first time, had never seen such a formation.

Immediately shrank to the back of Tang Sanzan's neck, trembling while hugging Tang Sanzan's neck.

There was a scared expression on the little face.

Seeing this, the two women...the light in their eyes became more and more blazing!

As for the group favorite in the arms of the two girls, the little white snake.

But at some point, it was thrown onto the table.

Those big Kazilan eyes seemed to be filled with confusion, and his mouth kept making aggrieved neighing.

Love doesn't disappear, it transfers.

Little White Snake suddenly understood this truth during his not too long life as a snake.

Silently coiled the body into a circle.

In this cold world, only oneself can give oneself warmth like this.

Hmm...snakes seem to be cold blooded.

The little white snake obviously didn't take this into consideration.

It just looks like a snake cake, silently sentimental...

"Okay, don't make a fuss. The little master Sanzhu came here, there must be something important. Please behave a little better to me, old man."

Old man Fang showed his authority as a parent.

Then he looked at Tang Sanzan and continued, "Little Master Sanzan, is there any new task from above, or does Nancheng District need to take action?"

"Not really." Tang Sanzan denied.

"Uh..." Old Man Fang was slightly stunned.

Tang Sanzan's eyes fell on the little white snake, he sighed, and shook his head slightly.

Seeing such a move, old man Fang and the others were at a loss.

"I'm just here to see if the mount I ordered by Lord Buddha has grown up."

"It seems...at least now there is no hope..."

Tang Sanzan looked slightly disappointed.

Old man Fang and the others twitched slightly at the corners of their mouths, their eyes speechless.

I thought that Tang Sanzhu came here for some important matter.

result...

Of course they don't know.

What kind of obsession does Tang Sanzan have for things like mounts?

Emotions do not communicate with each other.

Mounts... In the eyes of many monks, they are simply dispensable things.

No point at all except for cupping.

But for Tang Sanzan, as a monk, how could he lose the indispensable existence of a mount?

in his heart.

A qualified monk.

Mounts, magic weapons, supernatural powers, Taoist companions... ahem, they are all indispensable!

The little white snake was coiled into a snake cake, lying on the table trembling.

Kazilan looked at Tang Sanzan with wide eyes, full of pity.

too difficult!

Snake life is so difficult!

The little white snake shrank even tighter, trying to reduce its sense of existence.

I'm afraid that Tang Sanzhu doesn't want to wait any longer, so now he has to let him take on the responsibility of being a mount.

That would be really miserable!

"You still give me a little supervision on this little guy, this cultivation speed is too slow."

Tang Sanzan said helplessly to Old Man Fang and the others.

There is no way, with the posture of the little white snake.

If it is really used as a mount, it looks too much.

It's not as big as your own shoes when you put it up!

After Old Man Fang and the others nodded with a wry smile, Tang Sanzan left in a hurry.

Hidden Night Group, Cave Space.

in the conference room.