Host please stay

Chapter 335

ps: I'm so confused, the chapter number has an extra 3, and changing the chapter name requires an editor to unlock the permission, which is too troublesome, as long as everyone understands it.

Eight years ago.

"My name is Tang Sanzhu, Master said, my name was given by a passing fairy on the day he picked me up.

The gods said that the name of the three burials means burial to the sky, burial ground, and burial to the common people. As for why the surname is Tang, the gods did not explain. "

The ten-year-old, handsome young monk was lying on the side of the water tank, introducing himself to a golden carp that was so bored that he was spitting bubbles in the water tank.

When he said the last sentence, he couldn't help showing a bit of confusion on his face.

Apparently, he was still a little brooding about why his surname was Tang, but he couldn't get an answer.

In the water tank, the golden carp stopped spitting bubbles, and its eyes looked at this little monk who exchanged himself from the fisherman with the purple gold bowl he picked up on the roadside. curious.

Xu Shi saw Jin Li's reaction, Xu Shi just wanted to find someone to confide in, even though he didn't get a verbal response, the little monk was still talking on his own.

"By the way, Master also said that when introducing yourself, you must not forget to add this sentence!"

After talking for a while, the little monk seemed to have thought of something, patted his shiny little head suddenly, looked at Jin Li again and said, "The poor monk Tang Sanbu, bury the sky, bury the ground, and bury the common people, there are rumors in the world, eat The Tang Sanbu who could live forever with my flesh.”

After re-introducing it again, the expression on the young monk's face became even more tangled, "If you eat my meat, you can live forever, Master said, and that's what the fairy said back then.

However, I still have some doubts. "

Suddenly, the little monk's eyes lit up, "Little carp, tell me, do you want me to try?"

As he spoke, the little monk looked at his right hand with his sleeves rolled up, his eyes sparkling.

One bite!
Just one bite!
As long as you bite yourself, you can know whether it is true or not!
"So, apprentice, this is the reason why your arm is injured like this?"

In the Daxiong Hall of the Madhouse, the old Taoist looked at his apprentice, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Return to Master, this is the reason why this disciple's arm is injured like this."

The little monk looked at the old Taoist priest sitting there, his eyes flickering.

"Okay!"

The old Taoist stood up and looked at the little monk without blinking. After a long time, he couldn't help but let out a helpless sigh after a long, long time with his arm missing two pieces of flesh.

"Disciple, do you ever remember that my teacher taught you what rules and precepts you should abide by as a monk?"

"Back to Master, you teach your disciples: When the Master is face to face, monks don't lie!"

The little monk buried his head in his chest, not daring to meet his master's eyes.

"As a teacher, I have taught you since childhood that monks must abide by the rules and precepts, and monks should not tell lies!"

The old Taoist glanced at his apprentice, then changed his voice and asked, "Then tell me, where is the golden carp that you exchanged for the purple gold bowl, so that I can also see this magical species of golden carp."

The little monk shivered subconsciously, "Master, Master!"

"Ugh!"

The old Taoist shook his head and sighed again, "Forget it! Forget it! Talk about royal power and wealth, talk about precepts and clear rules, don't say it! Don't say it!"

Turning his head, the old Taoist walked out of the hall with lonely eyes.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

"Master!"

The old Taoist paused, "What's the matter?"

"Master," the little monk's eyes flickered with confusion, but he still couldn't help asking, "Master, why is the apprentice of other Taoist priests a Taoist priest, and the monk's apprentice is a monk? You are a Taoist priest, but I am a monk?"

The old Taoist stroked his long beard, "Fool, my teacher taught you the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism since childhood, and now I have studied for ten years, and there is nothing to teach as a teacher.

But now, have you still not comprehended the true meaning that the teacher wants you to comprehend? "

"Truth?"

Hearing his master's voice of hating iron but not steel, the young monk looked ashamed, "My disciple is stupid, please teach me, Master, what truth do you want my disciple to understand."

The old Taoist turned his head and looked at the young monk with disappointment in his eyes, "What did you understand as a teacher?
As a teacher, I let you understand the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism since childhood, but now, you have not yet understood that Buddha is Tao! "

"Buddha is the Tao?"

The little monk repeated the name, "Isn't this the story the master told the disciple when he was young?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist staggered, "Ah? Is there? You remember wrongly."

The little monk looked at his master, "Master, yes!"

"Mouth, no!"

"Master, monks don't tell lies, there are indeed!"

The little monk met his master's eyes without showing any timidity.

"Teacher, you remember wrong!"

Seeing what the little monk wanted to say, the old Taoist directly added, "If you are free, disciple, why don't you go and copy the Sanskrit Diamond Sutra given to you by the teacher a hundred times to deepen your Sanskrit foundation."

The little monk immediately retracted the words from his mouth, "Return to Master, it is because the disciple remembered it wrong, no!"

"Um"!The old Taoist stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction, "You can teach me!"

seven years ago.

"Master, why do monks from other people's families observe the Three Refuge and Five Precepts, but our pure rules and precepts only have one monk not to tell lies!"

Still in the Great Hall, the little monk's facial features were wrinkled together, showing the entanglement in the little monk's heart at this moment.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, is the master of other monks also fake Taoists?"

"Master, are you a fake Taoist priest?"

"Ah? What kind of fake Taoist priest? Have you ever said that as a teacher?"

"no!"

five years ago.

"Master, master, the rabbit spirit and the vixen spirit in the back mountain fought for a bite of my meat today, and ended up with the jackal demon being torn in half."

"Well, very good, apprentice, you will soon be able to become a teacher."

Three years ago, the Daxiong Palace.

"Master Master."

"Disciple, what's the matter?"

"Return to Master, it's okay, the disciple just wants to tell Master that you seem to be falling asleep."

"roll!"

A year ago, Daxiong Palace.

"Teacher, why are you so unhappy?"

"Master, this disciple is thinking about a question."

"Oh? What's the problem? Let me help you analyze it as a teacher."

"Master, I will tell you when the disciple understands it."

"it is good!"

1 minute ago, Daxiong Palace.

"Master, Master."

"Disciple, I see that you look good today, but you have finally figured out the problem that has troubled you for a year?"

"Go back to Master, no."

"Oh? Then why are you suddenly happy?"

"Master, this disciple suddenly had a bold idea."

The old Taoist took a deep look at the young monk and nodded, "Disciple, you can become a teacher now."

after one day.

"I smile smugly! Smile smugly, laughing to see that people in the world of mortals are not old."

"I smiled smugly, then smiled smugly, and fired a map cannon with a smile."

At the foot of the Dead Man's Mountain, a young monk wearing a washed white monk's robe hummed happily and walked down the Dead Man's Mountain.

He lived in the madhouse for 18 years, and now that Yicheng is a teacher, and he was buried in the third Tang Dynasty, he was finally able to take a look at the bustling world of mortals and see the legendary Zhenguan prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Tang Taizong, who was often hated by ministers, Wei Zheng, who was regarded as a mirror by the emperor, and Cheng Yaojin, who was like a hob.

Yuan Tiangang, who counts all the strategies, and Li Chunfeng, who pushes the back of the picture, are still the Emperor Wu who is only a lolita.

Finally, I was able to see with my own eyes, these people who were alive outside the TV and history books of the madhouse.

Of course, the most important thing, and the most exciting thing for him, is that the master who bullied him, fooled him, and always punished him finally couldn't control him anymore.

Leaving the lunatic asylum and descending from the Mountain of the Dead, from now on the sky is as high as the birds fly, and the sea as wide as the fish leap.

Let Master and everything go to hell!
Thinking of never having to listen to the old way of his old master who was about to go to hell, the monk couldn't help but feel excited in his heart.

Excited, his eyes were red, his nose was sore, and his heart felt a throbbing pain.

"Goodbye, crazy lunatic asylum; goodbye, damn mountain of the dead; goodbye, old immortal Taoist priest!"

Turning around, he yelled a few times at the Mountain of the Dead behind him, vented like a madman, Tang Sanzan turned around, and walked down the last section of the mountain road.

Lift your foot, take a step, step out with one step, step on the flat ground under the mountain, and follow up steadily with the other foot.

"Host, please stay."

Snapped!
Steadily, he kicked his right foot on his left foot, Tang San buried enough shit, and fell hard to the ground.

"Master Master!"

Regardless of the fact that he was so scared that he fell into a dog gnawing shit, he spit out the dead branches, rotten leaves and mud in his mouth. Tang Sanzan, who was buried in the sky and buried the common people, searched around, and spit out his tongue with chattering teeth. The three words inside.

"After testing, the host Tang Sanzan agrees to the system soul binding by default, and the system soul binding is in progress."

"The binding is complete!"

"Congratulations to the host, becoming the first host of the system that will not die if you don't do it, or the death system for short. For more death tasks, please check the host yourself!"

quality three
The three words that hit his head and covered his face sounded in his mind, directly knocking Tang Sanzan into a daze.

"Master, it's your old man, right?"

Listening to the voice in his mind, Tang Sanzan asked with trembling teeth.

"The host please respect yourself and don't mess around with the relationship. The full name of the system is 'If you don't do it, you won't die system', and it's called 'Death System' for short. If the host wants to, you can also call this system the system."

Tang Sanzan: "." Mmp, stop pretending, it must be you.

"Master, don't play around, just accept your supernatural powers. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't call you immortal, and I shouldn't say that you are going to hell."

"Okay, you bastard
Please ask the host to touch your conscience and ask yourself, if you slander your master who has taught you and raised you up behind your back, won't your conscience hurt, host?

As the leader of the host on the road to death in the future, this system must guide the host to have a correct outlook on life, values, and world outlook.

Please the host, under the wise leadership of the system, insist on going to the road of death, and be a five-good monk who respects the teacher and respects the way, and abides by the rules and precepts without lying in front of the system. "

Tang Sanzan: "." He also said it wasn't you.

"Master, even if you want to cheat your apprentice, at least... can you change to a different voice first?"

(End of this chapter)