Help! This savior is too stupid!

Mie Tu felt a headache and crushed a cigarette.

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Are these two sentences related to each other?"

Have you planned everything? Death is certain?

How does this tie together?

Sa Xiaoliu answered simply, "No."

Mie Tu asked, "Then why do you want to talk about them together?"

Sa Xiaoliu clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. "To be honest, the first sentence is my catchphrase, and the second sentence is to answer your question."

Destroy the massacre: .....

Mie Tu raised his hand, and time went back to the time before he and Sa Xiaoliu talked.

There was no need to continue communicating. Mie Tu directly ordered, "This is a crazy monk. Register him, tell him the precautions, and then arrange for him to be near Han Chan's residence..."

No one questioned the decision to exterminate the group.

Secretary Huang was in charge of arranging Sa Xiaoliu. "Your injuries are too severe. We can't even do facial recognition..."

Sa Xiaoliu's body was covered with wounds, his facial features were deformed, and there were blood scabs everywhere. His wounds burst open while he spoke, and one could barely tell that he was a bald head.

It is not unfair to say that he is a crazy monk.

Secretary Huang suggested, "Do you need help with treatment? We have the means to cure you, but when you are needed, you must respond to the call..."

Sa Xiaoliu shook his head and refused, "No need, I am fine the way I am now."

Everything that happened to him was not the arrangement of fate, but a well-planned one.

However, Sa Xiaoliu added,

"If there is anything you need from me, just let me know."

Secretary Huang was even more confused, "Why?"

I help you treat you but you don't want it, I call you to fight but you come again...

Buddy, do you really want to become a Buddha?

Sa Xiaoliu sighed and said helplessly,

"I am ashamed to say that I have a duty to protect the Pure Land."

If one is not Ksitigarbha, who would be willing to protect the Pure Land?

Secretary Huang shook his head. "Another crazy one."

Fortunately, the world is already absurd enough, so for Secretary Huang, it doesn’t make much difference whether there is one more crazy person or one less crazy person.

Such a crazy monk swaggered into the Pure Land.

After entering the Pure Land, Sa Xiaoliu did not live in the arranged residence, but walked around freely on the land, using the sky as his blanket and the ground as his bed, wandering around.

Emperor Kong Tian was puzzled, "What is he doing here?"

"Just messing around."

Jiang Bai saw something and answered casually,

"Whatever Sa Xiaoliu wants to do must be related to you, but you are not born yet, so he can't do anything. He just lets nature take its course."

The two Heavenly Emperors just watched Sa Xiaoliu wandering in the Pure Land.

When encountering a secret tomb, Sa Xiaoliu did not dodge or avoid, but simply ran over it. With Sa Xiaoliu's current strength, most of the secret tombs could not pose a threat to him.

At the same time, Sa Xiaoliu's style of doing things is also very strange. He has a Buddhist scripture as an operating manual!

This Buddhist scripture records many of Emperor Kongtian's words and deeds.

Whenever Sa Xiaoliu encountered an emergency, he would check the Buddhist scriptures. If the scriptures did not say anything, Sa Xiaoliu would just ignore it.

Whenever Sa Xiaoliu encountered the same situation as in the Buddhist scriptures, he would tear up the corresponding part of the scriptures.

If you live long enough, you will encounter everything.

Therefore, in nearly a thousand years, Sa Xiaoliu tore up the entire Buddhist scripture.

In addition to wandering, Sa Xiaoliu would look up at the sky and recite Buddhist scriptures every morning, noon and evening. Jiang Bai's ears were almost covered with calluses from reciting so much.

The opening line is "The Emperor of Sky-Sky has made all the calculations..."

Nearly a thousand years have passed just like that.

Emperor Kongtian felt a tightness in his heart.

The Fourth Mysterious Tide is coming to an end!

At this moment, Sa Xiaoliu was facing the wall in a stone cave, suppressing his injuries.

The moment the tide receded, Sa Xiaoliu fell into a coma and soon woke up.

Sa Xiaoliu walked out of the cave, looking somewhat bewildered.

"who I am?"

Outside the main timeline, Emperor Kongtian's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Jiang Bai.

The two looked at each other, Jiang Bai nodded, and said helplessly,

"Sa Xiaoliu didn't have any plans, because he knew from the beginning that plans were meaningless..."

"He has to cross an age to find you. And a side effect of the fourth mysterious tide receding... is amnesia."

As for why Sa Xiaoliu did not leave any text, it is because text is not accurate and can often do harm, sometimes be taken out of context, and sometimes be stolen by others...

Among all the methods, Sa Xiaoliu chose the one with the highest confidentiality and the highest operating difficulty - trust your own instincts!

Under the gaze of the two Heavenly Emperors, Sa Xiaoliu stood by the flowing water.

He looked down and saw the blue sky and white clouds in the water.

He looked up and saw the blue sky and white clouds.

He saw the sky.

Seeing the sky is like seeing Buddha.

When the sun is high in the sky, look up at the sky...

Sa Xiaoliu's throat moved and he spoke with difficulty.

"Calculate..."

Jiang Bai:? ? ?

"It doesn't matter..."

"There is no plan left..."

Sa Xiaoliu spoke faster and more fluently.

At this moment, in front of the two of them, Sa Xiaoliu was reciting the Buddhist scriptures that Sa Xiaoliu wrote for Emperor Kongtian!

Emperor Kong Tian was surprised and asked, "He didn't lose his memory?"

"No."

Jiang Bai shook his head. Things might be even more outrageous than they imagined...

"For nearly a thousand years, Sa Xiaoliu has been looking up at the sky and reciting Buddhist scriptures every day without stopping. Do you know what this means?"

Emperor Kong Tian replied, "Does it mean that he has been reciting the wrong scriptures for a thousand years?"

Jiang Bai patiently explained,

"You know, in the input method on mobile phones, if you type certain words and sentences frequently, they will be remembered. Sometimes, after you type the first word, you can keep clicking on the first associated word that pops up and even form a complete sentence..."

Emperor Kongtian understood.

"You mean..."

"That's right."

Jiang Bai nodded.

"Sa Xiaoliu has been reciting the sutra for a thousand years. When the first word comes out of his mouth, the next word is already following. Whenever he sees the sky, he will think of this sutra, and he does not have to worry about being affected by any external things..."

A side effect of the ebb of the fourth mysterious tide is amnesia.

Sa Xiaoliu certainly knows this side effect. There are actually many ways to solve this side effect.

Sa Xiaoliu chose the most Sa Xiaoliu method - compiling Buddhist scriptures, reading aloud and reciting them in their entirety.

He lost his memory, but his muscles still had memory.

"Muscle memory... is also memory!"

Looking at Sa Xiaoliu who recited the Buddhist scriptures word for word, Jiang Bai couldn't help but sigh,

"Muscle Jizo, the best Jizo!"