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

For this positioning information, the third burial waited for a day.

It's not that Howard's work efficiency is low, and it's not that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s information is backward and the Hydra base can't be found.

After all, Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. have had a long-standing grievance, and they have been tit-for-tat for many years. While Hydra agents slowly infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D., S.H.I.E.L.D. also found out where several of its lairs were.

It’s just that Hydra was seriously injured during World War II, and it wasn’t as powerful and confident as it was many years later. As soon as the news of Captain America’s return to New York came out, several undercover agents turned their backs on the spot, and Howard gained a lot after interrogating Peggy. new news.

So after more than a day, Sanbu got the location information of the new Hydra base from Howard.

At this moment, the mage had just finished looking at Hydra's recent actions, and it was at the time when his blood was surging. As soon as he got the positioning coordinates, he even laughed angrily, and said angrily: "Okay, it's strange that after the Red Skull left, this evil organization is still dead. Not stiff, it turns out that the Basilisk Sly Rabbit's Three Caves really have so many lairs!"

San Zang had just watched the materials of SHIELD at this moment, and completed some things other than the movies in his previous life. At first glance, the mage was furious at the human experiments that ignored human ethics, and he even despised what Hydra did.

Sanbu never concealed his true nature. Howard and Steve had already figured out his short-tempered temper after spending a day with him.

Bajie observed the words and expressions, and thought: They look a bit like the senior brothers who were just mastered by the master.

He winked at Long Nu, hoping that Loli Long would allow San Zan to control the strength of his shots a little.

Longnu tilted her exquisite and cute little head, and blinked half-understanding, but she could have completely misunderstood it.

She wrapped it around little Steve's neck, and listened to Howard and Steve's heart-to-heart talk all night as a bedtime story, plus words such as the shield iron civil war demolishing the house from San Zan's mouth...

The little Lolita taught herself without a teacher, adding fuel to the fire, and said with a confused look: "Master, it was Hydra that dismantled your CP?"

During World War II, the Red Skull made troubles, and as a result, Peggy got married, Bucky lost his memory, both the shield and the shield were lost, and the shield iron also had a civil war.

yes!It was the hydra that demolished the Sajia CP!

The third-buried tiger's eyes widened, and he said in pain, "You really are a thief!"

Demolition of CP is like killing parents, Hydra suffers death!

Ba Jie's scalp tingled when he heard this, and he thought to himself: Master's character of being jealous of evil, maybe he wants to be physically rescued, and send the Hydra members to the Western Paradise to listen to the Buddha's teachings in person?

Sure enough, San Zan couldn't suppress his violent temper at all.

Relying on the perseverance of the college entrance examination and the brain of reciting scriptures, the mage could see ten lines at a glance, but within three to five breaths, he memorized the coordinates of the thief, and said: "Since there are many heads, let the Sajia behead them one by one, so that this group of pickled chickens will be killed." Miscellaneous knows that although the Bodhisattva is merciful, there is a Vajra with angry eyes in Buddhism! Go away!"

After finishing speaking, the sorcerer held the nine-ringed tin rod with a murderous look, lifted the monk's robe, and went straight out.

Seeing San Zan stepping forward, his figure suddenly appeared tens of meters away, Steve, who was about to go with him to help, was in a daze, subconsciously stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Shrinking the ground to an inch is a superficial skill. It is okay to travel normally, but it consumes a lot of energy if the distance is too long. Compared with the somersaulting cloud of the Monkey King, it is not even a serious spell.

But it's not the same for humans.

Therefore, after realizing that the step of the three burials was not an illusion, but a real instant [-] meters, Steve's figure paused, and he was completely stunned. On his immature and handsome face, there was a cute look similar to stunned. expression.

"Master Three Burial...how did you do this?"

Howard was also amazed, "Is it magic?"

This is mortals who know nothing about immortals.

Bajie thought: Get out of the way, this forces me to pretend!

Listening for a while, Bajie finally couldn't help interjecting, but he opened his mouth, but it surprised Steve and Howard at the same time, because this baby who had to be translated by three burials yesterday, can now speak fluent American English !

"Magic? To be precise, it's fairy magic."

Bajie closed his folding fan, casually knocked on Steve's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't look at it, benefactor, this is a technique of shrinking the ground to an inch. Master's real body is already hundreds of feet away. If you have clairvoyance, you can see his real body." Where is it?"

His lip line is slightly curved, and he is full of smiles, but he is not the three-foot boy that Steve is familiar with, but a handsome and elegant young man in white clothes and blue shirts, with a pair of amorous and peach-blossom eyes that are full of anger and smile, but his imposing manner vaguely overwhelms both of them. A mortal head.

"Shrink the ground into an inch? It's actually this kind of powerful magic that involves space. Chen is really more powerful than I imagined."

Subconsciously, Steve first praised his friend 360 degrees without dead ends, and then he looked at Bajie in disbelief, and exclaimed, "Have you learned English yet?"

To be honest, even as Captain America, it was the first time he had seen such a talented person in language.

No, not a human being, he had seen that little fragrant pig a long time ago, and it was the first time he had seen such a pig with such a talent for language.

The young man Lang Meiyu was proud, with a calm look, and he took it for granted: "It's just a Hu dialect. Although it is a little different from the Western Regions, it is not too difficult. One night is enough."

It turns out that the predecessor of Bajie was the Tianpeng Marshal who was in charge of the Tianhe [-] navy, and most of the Tiangong soldiers were warriors who ascended from the mortal world. They were organized according to regions, and there were many kinds of dialects. .

It is also because of this, combined with the immortal's instinct of never forgetting, that Ba Jie's language skills are developed rapidly.

Steve thought about it for a second, the three burials have great powers, and the disciples have their own strengths. Both Longnu and Bajie are not ordinary human beings, so naturally they cannot be measured by ordinary thinking.

But now is not the time to think about it. After all, unlike Howard, Steve was dug out from under the ice of the North Pole by Sanbuan himself, and was sent to each other all the way by him. He has already completed his self-exploration emotionally, and he is not a casual acquaintance.

Therefore, thinking of Sanbull dealing with Hydra alone, Steve couldn't help worrying about his safety. After all, two fists are no match for four hands, and Hydra has weapons of mass destruction...

Captain America glanced at Howard, unaware that when he put Tony to sleep, his friend had already asked Sanbuy to do basic tests to perfect the special file established by S.H.I.E.L.D., so he didn't worry about the mage's safety at all.

But Steve couldn't do it. Considering the rapid development of various modern weapons, he couldn't help but frowned, his immature face became serious, and said seriously: "Howard, I don't feel at ease to deal with Hydra alone. I'm planning to--"

Bajie raised his eyebrows in surprise, and stopped shaking his folding fan.

"To help Master? Don't be joking, benefactor."

He interrupted Steve.

Then he covered his mouth with a folding fan, and said with a smile, "Good benefactor, you can stay here and wait for master to come back. Master doesn't like us to intervene in such violent disputes. Besides, you are delicate and tender. If it breaks somewhere, wouldn't it make him cry in distress?"

Little Steve repeated with difficulty: "Tender skin and tender meat?"

Is there something wrong with this adjective?

Bajie didn't think there was anything wrong at all. Compared with the black bear spirit and General Yin who were not human, and had fur like steel needles, Steve's handsome appearance was not only delicate skin and tender flesh, but also a delicate flower in bud. .

He touched little Steve's head, looked at his bewildered sky blue eyes, and felt that he suddenly understood Master's special hobbies, so he said lovingly, "Hey, don't make trouble, we will only let Master Hands tied."

What Bajie said is indeed true. He has not become a Buddha in the third burial, but he has already cultivated the golden body of Arhat. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a copper head and iron arms. He is busy, so he can't let go.

Little Steve compared the fighting power between himself and Sanbu in his mind, and he couldn't refute for a while.

Bajie brought a cup of tea with a smile, and added: "Besides, with your current appearance, it seems that you can't help much."

Little Steve was stunned again, speechless.

Three burials, the technique of rejuvenation, is very good, but there is no way to undo it. Therefore, within three days, Steve has to maintain the shape of a three-foot child. Even if the ability is still there, it is hindered by his figure. Basically can't help.

Although Steve couldn't let it go, there was nothing else he could do. The planes and cars he knew had long since become retired antiques, even among collectors. Harley was okay, but his legs It's too short.

After this set of soul triple hits, little Steve began to doubt his life with a depressed expression, and the golden retriever was bleak.

Bajie smiled mysteriously, but looked at the barbarian dwarf with a much softer expression. It was obvious that Steve's concern about Sanbu gave him a lot of points in front of Master Control Bajie.

He stopped talking, but looked at Long Nu, and said, "Bai Long'er, have you found the white bone Ganoderma lucidum you were looking for?"

The dragon girl coiled on Steve's head, like a small crown of pomp and circumstance. Hearing Bajie's question, she said, "It's not just Ganoderma lucidum. Where's Tiff and his human friends."

She said in a serious and childish voice: "Although the world is different, as the lord of the world, my Dragon Clan should give me some compensation for seeing weak human beings frozen in the sea."

Bajie Daqi: "You moved the dowry? It's strange for this barbarian to ask Bai Long'er to treat Master like this. I thought the elder brother was Master's true love, everyone's favorite."

The Dragon Girl rolled her eyes at him: "It's obvious that you are biased towards the senior brother. Although the master is a child control, but he chooses a mate but loves the Queen's money. It is obvious that Long'er is also the next Dragon King."

Bajie: "..." Thinking about it, I couldn't even refute it.

Three Burials is keen on nurturing, and the disciples and a white dragon all look like milk babies, but he is unreasonable to protect his shortcomings, and he can't see his own cubs being bullied, so there are not many monsters on the way. The disciples did all the cooking by Sanbuyone, peeling the skin, removing the bones, roasting and stewing the soup in one go, never using other people's hands.

Of course, there are no absolutes in everything, and there are occasional exceptions. For example, the scorpion spirit who seduced Master in Daughter Country was hammered to death by the senior brother. That scheming monkey didn't care about pretending to be Lin Daiyu. The master leaned on him, his eyes were red with anger.

As a result, the master turned his head, took off his clothes, leaned softly in the arms of the king of his daughter country, and said weakly: "Amitabha, the king, the poor monk is dizzy."

Bajie: "..." Master didn't even talk about Sajia.

It can be seen that it is true love.