Three Burials of the Tang Dynasty with Bronze Head and Iron Arm[Comprehensive English and American]

The muscular brothers were crying with tears in their eyes, a pair of palm-like palms tightly grasping the corner of the mage's cassock, looking terrified, trying to stick their faces on the golden thread.

"Master, I've finished calling 911, the police car will be here soon, please be sure to subdue that horrible zombie!"

The big red-haired man at the head had tears in his eyes, and he didn't remember the golden talk under his knees. His legs were sore and limp, and he knelt up beside Sanbu's legs, crying with snot and tears: "It's terrible, As expected of a legendary zombie in the mysterious oriental kingdom, that devil-like aura and eyes are exactly the same as the Batman I fear the most!"

"Yes, yes, he is scary, and it hurts to beat someone!"

The subordinate nodded repeatedly, sniffed, and added sincerely to San Zan: "The bat monster may have become a zombie. The mage remembers to take him in when he is free."

The mage was surprised: "Are you sure it's a zombie?"

The three burials don't see the cubs cry, but the burly man's crying really makes people's scalp numb, but his brothers are full of evil spirits, and they have everything they need in their hands. Crying in fright, could it be that the zombie resurrected from the ground is really so ugly?

Hongmao nodded again and again: "I'm not kidding you, that zombie has black face and fangs, bulging veins all over his body, and the spots on his body haven't faded yet! I've been following the Chinese Legend of Mortal Cultivation for a long time, and I'm very familiar with this kind of zombie. I know he is a flying zombie!"

The third burial: "...Amitabha, goodness is goodness."

Forget about the Legend of Mortal Cultivation, it is not a day or two that the starting point upgrade stream became popular in Europe and America.

It's just that this big red-haired man actually told him that the Buddha knew what type of flying zombie was. The cultural output was really fatal.

Just at that time, the cold wind picked up again, crying like hell evil spirits seeking their lives}, a bone-piercing chill slowly hit, and a strange-shaped shadow rose on the horizon in the distance.

"It's a zombie! Mage, here he is, he can fly, he can jump so high with just one swipe! He can even jump several floors!"

Several big men screamed and surrounded the sorcerer, huddling together like chickens, shivering under the three-burial brocade cassock, ignoring their heads and knees: "Help! Help!"

The shadow turned around unwillingly, its route was chaotic, but soon, it left quite decisively.

Several muscular brothers lived their lives after the catastrophe, beating the ground and crying bitterly.

In just a short while, the police car had already arrived at the nearby block, and the red and blue lights flashed alternately.

The big red-haired man and the muscular brothers heard the police car whistle, and immediately showed a face that wept with joy. They were grateful and gathered together with a few brothers, as if they had found a savior, and ran happily to the Gotham police——

The movements are very skilled, and it is not the first time to see it.

After all, after Robin's death, the Gotham vigilante's behavior became more and more violent. In this case, the arrival of the police means the end of Batman's violent beating.

San Zan watched those muscular brothers being handcuffed and pushed into the police car, recalling the runaway shadow, and suddenly became curious about the zombie.

For one thing, as a monk, he draws his sword to help when he sees injustice, so he can't let zombies run rampant in Gotham, sucking blood and harming people.

This is the second thing... When the third buried was a golden cicada, he went to the Yellow Emperor's banquet in the north of the wilderness. I saw this zombie leader during the banquet. How can it be scary, except that the complexion is as white as snow and the mouth has two canine teeth, which are almost the same as ordinary people?

Holding the Zen stick, the mage hurried to the place where the zombie disappeared, not forgetting to put the cassock on his beloved disciple again to shield him from the cold night wind of Gotham.

The little monkey in his arms didn't agree, he grinned his teeth and squeaked angrily, but because of his round head and round eyes, he looked rather angry, more than aggrieved, and pitiful.

"Why is master so gentle to those thieves?"

The little guy was furious, and he didn't mention a word about the fact that he had tripped those people, he just complained: "I have seen it all, that red-haired barbarian is hiding his eyes, just because he wants to Master Yu, I don't forget to grab the Qibao Liuli on your cassock and try to pull it down!"

The cassock was originally wrapped by Wukong, but it was completely torn apart just now, revealing the gold thread and the seven treasures. If these rare and precious treasures were not bestowed by the Buddha, even Emperor Taizong of the whole country would not be able to get one of them. Several villains touched it.

The golden little monkey licked its immature fangs dangerously. Under the piercing eyes, the past crimes of these people turned into billowing black smoke, and there was nowhere to hide.

On the contrary, it was the zombie, who seemed to know that the mage was not easy to provoke, and quickly evacuated before he showed his face, but looking closely, his whole body had a clear breath and strong merit, and he did not look like a harmful thing.

"Buddhist treasures, can mortals destroy them?"

Sanbu licked his slender monkey tail, relaxed slightly under the fluffy touch, and said, "Wukong, have you seen the real body of that zombie? It really has black-faced fangs, so you can't look directly at it?"

The jealous little monkey pawed on his strong chest with aggrievedness, obviously still angry, the little milk said softly: "He is a stranger, but he has a dead breath on his body. I don't think he looks like a zombie, but like a zombie." It's a human being who has just been revived."

After finishing speaking, it tilted its head, and added with an appreciative expression: "It should be his own body. If a wandering spirit occupies the body, it can't be hidden from the piercing eyes. It's just that he doesn't know how a mere mortal can reverse yin and yang. If it is also a life-and-death Type out the notebook all the way, but I still have half the style I used to."

The mage paused, and immediately stepped on a hole in the street. He narrowed his bright tiger eyes slightly, and said thoughtfully, "Just revived? So I have a guess."

Wukong played a deceptive trick quietly, covered the pit with tricks, and then moved earth and stones to fill it up.

The golden little monkey is the most impatient, and also the least likely to see Sanbu being distracted by other things, but he knows that the zombie is linked to merit and involves the daughter of the king, so he must not mess around with the mage on this matter—you have to make progress. Retiring is the right way.

The Monkey King touched the gold band on his wrist, feeling emotional in his heart.

He used to be rebellious and disdainful of scheming, but on the way to the west, he killed a bandit and stole Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit. It was the mage who made a fuss in the Heavenly Court for him, and invited a Bodhisattva to protect him. Only by taking full responsibility can he escape from punishment. After being attacked by his master, he was scheming.

There is no way, the arrogant and rebellious Monkey King, the cute and cute Dragon Girl, and the little mermaid, which one can get more favor from the mage, you can choose with your eyes closed.

Wukong recalled the past, with a soft expression, loosened the monkey tail wrapped around the neck of the third burial, and said proactively: "Master, that person is nearby, disciple first ask the land to help!"

After saying that, he jumped down to the ground, and took out a gold needle-like object from his ear, and it grew when he saw it, and it turned into a golden sea-fixing needle, and he knocked on the ground, saying: "Land!"

There was a bulge on the masonry road, and then a white-haired and childlike old man broke through the ground, bowed his hands to Wukong respectfully, and spoke American English: "I am the land of Gotham, dare to ask the great sage?" What are your orders?"

Wukong took a closer look, and found that the land was covered with robes that dragged the floor, embroidered with the pattern of double snakes. Judging from the bird language he learned from that idiot, it looked like a "Slytherin".

Seeing that Wukong was in a daze, the land trembled and adjusted the magic robe, and explained: "The great sage, the little god joined the west when he went through reincarnation, and was obsessed with the beauty of the little dragon, so he was assigned to the western world after returning to his throne. land."

Wukong sneered, and said: "Heavenly Court granted you an official position and sent you down, so your land will be treated like this bird?"

The land showed shame: "The little god is guilty. He has neglected his duties so that the atmosphere in Gotham is like this. But he has not seen the male god for many years. The little god doesn't think about food and drink. He really can't get up the energy to manage it."

"Forget it, don't plead guilty to Lao Sun. The immortal officials will have their own opinions when they make inspections in the future. Now there is something that you can make up for."

Wukong said: "There is a man who returned to the sun in this land, you bring him quickly, and he will wait for orders in the next few days. My master is ordered to practice, and he will return to the heaven in the future. Said in front of the officer."

"Such a great kindness! The little god thanked the great sage for his advice!"

The land bowed gratefully, took out a broom of the same style as Harry Potter, and swiped it on the ground.

Seeing tens of thousands of twisted roads, overlapping buildings, and taking away brooms from the land, he said to Wukong: "Great Sage, the little god has already changed the path taken by the man who returned to the sun one by one. In a short while, he will walk to the Great Sage by himself." and before the holy monk."

After finishing speaking, he saluted again, saying that the holy monk would call at will if he had something to do, and then returned to the ground respectfully.

Wukong put the golden cudgel back into his ears, opened his arms obediently to the mage, and squatted on his strong shoulders.

The third funeral waited for a cup of tea, and finally saw the "zombie", or the "returning Yang man" at the end of the road.

The guy who crawled out of the grave was covered in dust and dirt, but he was tall and fit, with a very handsome appearance and a small pointed canine tooth.

To a certain extent, this young man is indeed black-faced with fangs and bulging muscles, but it is by no means scary. What makes him scary is the cold breath that has not faded after the sun has returned, and the red What Mao Dahan said: "He is similar to Gotham horror legend Batman fans!"

San Zan's expression was clear, with compassion in his eyes: "It's him."

Under the insightful eyes of the Buddha, this young man finally got the bottom line. He has a violent aura all over his body, but he is still relatively clean, and his merits and virtues are quite strong, and his fate is quite miserable. He should be the target of the mission of the third burial this time.

The second-generation Robin who was in a state of confusion after resurrection.

Jason Todd.