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

The mouth of a novelist, a deceitful ghost.

Journey to the West is reliable, even pigs will climb the laurel tree.

Little Jason closed Journey to the West, recalling with complicated expressions the romantic, handsome and narcissistic Marshal Canopy, and the indifferent, arrogant and narrow-minded Guanghan Xianjun...

No, not necessarily, it is clearly that the swan meat wants to eat toad/toad/toad, and the laurel tree wants to eat pig.

In other words, this hulking monk speaks English with a Russian accent, raises a golden monkey, and dances with a Zen stick. He says he is Tang Sanzan...

Basically equivalent to a 1.5-meter gothic loli, hugging a little milk dog and telling you that I am Batman!

Oni-chan, I'm Batman!

It was the first time that Jason discovered that his brain power was so powerful. Now his mind was full of Bruce in a gothic lo suit, and his expression suddenly became indescribable.

But soon, a familiar smell of medicine came from his side, bringing back his sanity.

As soon as Jason turned his head, facing Master Shangfa's loving eyes, he immediately recovered from his brain, tried to lower his voice, and shouted as softly as possible: "Master."

Sanbu's heart beat like a drum, and he couldn't help chanting a Buddha's name.

Because of Wukong's intervention, the Wayne couple reunited with their beloved son and family, surrounded by their children and grandchildren, and enjoyed themselves happily. They couldn't help being very grateful to the master and apprentice of the third funeral. They strongly invited the third funeral to stay in the manor for a few more days for the convenience of entertaining .

And the mage has obtained two merits, not to mention the kind invitation of the Wayne couple, which is hard to refuse. It is Bruce Wayne's prosperous beauty, which makes half of his bones soft, and he simply obeys his heart and lives directly in Wayne Manor. down.

"What book are you reading? My eyes are tired from careful consideration."

The mage held the heart of an old father, with a smile on his tiger eyes, and said: "The Sa family has read a lot of knowledge (wang) names (luo) codes (xiao) books (sho), and has dabbled in many fields. Presumably, they will be a little bit like you common language."

Little Jason flipped the cover of the book: "Journey to the West."

He said with a complicated expression: "I think of a saying in the East, it is better to have no books than to believe in books, it is really not bad at all."

"The Tang Dynasty has always favored martial arts, and the folk customs are strong, and in the temples, diving and carrying firewood are often used as morning lessons, and fighting wolves and tigers is a pastime. How can we raise a monk who is as quiet and thin as a servant? It is the only one in Sajia Temple. The host of the chanting was also the capable lieutenant of General Yuchi when he was young."

San Zan somewhat understood what he was thinking at the moment, couldn't help laughing in his heart, and explained: "Although this Journey to the West has some discrepancies with the facts, there is no big mistake in general. For example, the wife of the king of the Sa family really has eyebrows like emerald feathers and muscles like suet , the beauty of the country is indeed exactly the same as what is said in the book."

Wait a minute, there's nothing wrong with it overall?

Jason compared the character images, and couldn't help but look complicated. If any modern writer dared to write Batman as a 1.5-meter-tall loli who would only call Superman O'Neill...

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Jason said with sincere admiration: "Master, you are really calm and compassionate, and you have the tolerance of the Holy Father."

"If you don't have a peaceful mind, think about it carefully. Unless the Sa family publishes an autobiography, who else in this world can record the Sa family's 14-year journey to the West in detail?"

San Zan laughed heartily: "Besides, people outside Fang, why do you care about those mundane things? How can the world know that I am not that bookish person who has escaped from the author's control and insists on being unique?"

Jason: "..."

Too bad, the cognition of the famous book is getting more and more collapsed.

but……

Little Jason seemed to think of something suddenly, and asked suspiciously: "Master, didn't you go to the watchtower with your father to register the information with Master Wukong in the afternoon?"

Jason and Bruce were happy to see the third burial in Wayne Manor, part of which was for new information.

First, Batman and his son are grateful for the kindness of the three burials, and they want to entertain the mage as much as they can.

Second, people with great powers like Wukong and Sanbu have neither natural enemies nor weaknesses. Only by staying in Wayne Manor can Batman's desire for control and sense of crisis be slightly satisfied.

So in the afternoon, the responsive mage took his apprentice to the watchtower and began to cooperate with Bruce to conduct the ability test. Why did he come back so soon?

"Sajia competed with Superman, and the watchtower collapsed, and the instrument couldn't measure the bottom line of the Buddha's golden body, so they stopped working and asked Sajia to come back early to give you medicine."

The mage didn't realize that there was something wrong with this statement. Seeing that Jason was stunned, he went forward with a medicine bowl, fed him some herbs for eyesight and health, and said, "Dalang, it's time to drink the medicine. Don't worry about it." That's a lot, and the real thing is to take care of your body."

In the last world, there was no land to help, and little Steve and little Tony couldn’t take some elixir to nourish their bodies. Fortunately, little Tony was spoiled and spoiled, and little Steve was injected with super soldier serum. Everyone’s body looks good, and it’s delicious to eat. .

But there are two bats of this size, one has just been resurrected and is still delicate and weak, the other is sick like rain hitting a white lotus, and the mage sneezes a little harder, so they are afraid that they will be blown away.

Jason couldn't struggle, he was given half a bowl of emerald liquid medicine, and when he opened his mouth, there was a smell of medicine. Before he could speak, he was coaxed and stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus candy by San Zan.

"If you take the medicine obediently, Sajia will cooperate with your father to do a magic test, one size for one size, how about it?"

The mage held him in his arms, patted him again and again, and said lovingly: "And the clown who killed you, Sajia knows that you are unwilling, but because of Batman's principle of not killing, you are very entangled. Wait for you to take care of him." If you want to go solo, Sajia will stop Batman for you and make peace for you."

Jason paused, his deep and sharp eyes revealed a look of surprise, he didn't expect the mage to notice what he had been deliberately hiding all this time.

He has indeed repaired his relationship with Bruce, but because of his disagreement with Batman, he still intends to fly solo as an outlaw and use his own way to solve the problem instead of continuing to be Batman's Robin.

Bean Ding Bucket chewed the sugar silently, threw the Journey to the West aside, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't understand why Bruce didn't kill him, the clown does a lot of evil, killing him can save more people, but he still insists own principles."

As soon as he threw the book, the dark somersaulting cloud immediately flew over, turned into a chubby little black cat, rolled up the book with a pointed tail and transported it back to the bookshelf.

After doing all this, it immediately expressed its position, angrily rubbing against the owner's white and cute little face, and raised its little tail in righteous indignation.

Little Jason hugged Somersault Cloud in his arms and rubbed it: "I don't understand why a scumbag like the clown can still live in the world? He took me away from Bruce and is still hurting more people. I thought my death would make Bruce realize that, but he let him go."

"Your father is determined and unwilling to break the precept to kill. This is a good thing. It should be known that the golden-winged roc was also the guardian of the Buddhist Dharma King before he fell into a demon. Bewildered, escape into the magic way."

Thinking of Bruce Wayne's peerless beauty, the mage couldn't bear to see his father and son divorced, so he couldn't help being tempted, and poured a bowl of chicken soup for the soul into little Jason: "Buddhas are like this, so are humans. Batman can stick to his roots in such a quagmire." Heart, which is rare in the world, is also his charm."

Perhaps the amount of information brought by the mage is too much. Little Jason has gradually become accustomed to his shocking words. At this moment, he immediately grasped the point and said sharply: "You also agree with Bruce's approach? Let that murderer go free and hurt more people?"

"Everyone's principles and bottom line are different. Sajia doesn't agree with the saying that once you start killing, there will be no turning back."

Little Jason is handsome and cute, not inferior to a little goblin, and has a strong desire to survive, and said: "After all, there is also a Buddhist saying that you can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Just put yourself in your father's shoes, and it's best not to kill anyone." s Choice."

The mage said calmly: "Be a monk, be merciful."

After finishing the chicken soup for the soul, San Zan was satisfied to see little Jason's solemn expression once again lost in thought, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and asked again: "What have the clowns done?"

Little Jason glanced at the mage faintly, broke free from his embrace, ran to the living room, turned on the TV, and stretched out his finger, "Look for yourself."

The third burial was really distracted, and I focused on the Gotham reporter's report: "...The clown escaped from Arkham again yesterday. Even though Batman arrived in time, he still caused three minor injuries and one serious injury ending."

"The lady is still lying in the hospital. It is reported that Wayne Enterprises has announced that it will cover their medical expenses."

"Now let's take a look back at how much economic and human loss the Joker has brought to Gotham this year. Unsurprisingly, we are about to see renewed calls from citizens for the restoration of the death penalty in Gotham, and gratitude to Gotham's vigilantes. "

As soon as the screen turns, there are several bloody scenes, as well as the scene of the factory explosion, and finally the back of Batman.

San Zan frowned, read the report for a few minutes, and suddenly burst into anger, shouting: "Thief, dare you!"

It turns out that although the third burial is a monk of wine and meat, he is not taboo about meat and vegetables, but he is also an out-and-out compassionate Buddha. A tin staff with nine rings kills demons and demons. , the most hated and hated.

At this moment, seeing that clown killed countless people for his own pleasure, he was furious immediately, and regardless of what he just said to Jason, he said angrily, "The Sajia wrecked his head off!"

Jason was completely calm at this moment, folded his arms, and said word by word: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?"

The mage let out a snort, and the tin staff with nine rings jingled together: "The clown is not worthy of the Buddha! Did you hear me, do you have the keys? He is not worthy, what, he is worthy? How many does he deserve?"

Jason asked again: "Should monks be compassionate?"

"Bodhisattvas are merciful, but there are also vajras in Buddhism!"

The mage-like three flowers gathered together, gearing up, and said angrily: "Since ancient times, killing people pays for their lives. This is an ironclad fact. Even Batman can't change the decision of the Sa family!"

After all, the mage pretended to say something about Amitabha Buddha, then lifted his cassock happily, rushed into the Bat Cave with Little Jason in his arms, and forcibly opened a Batmobile.

Jason tightened his seat belt: "I have short legs, so I can't step on the brakes and accelerator. Master, can you really drive?"

San Zan had a deep expression on his face, and said quietly: "Don't be afraid, the Sajia car is not good at driving, but the golden bell is good at training."

Jason: "!!!!!!"