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- Chapter 58: Remember, you are a monk
"Oh, so, how sad it is to travel to this dark Middle Ages, a world without submachine guns, grenades, landmines, rocket launchers, and even rifles. For a law-abiding person like me, For a good monk who loves life, this is such a distressing thing!"
While muttering to himself, Wukong quickly retreated to the window where the warriors, Governor Xun, and the others had slipped away, and rushed out in a flash! But he didn't forget to take out the last two smoke generators from his sleeves, unscrew them, light them, and throw them in through the window of the monastery!
When Wukong played hide-and-seek with the American agents in his previous life, his favorite method was to use various smoke generators and booby traps. This shameless trick saved Wukong's life more than once. After returning to this world, Although Wukong's personal combat power has been improved again, the good tradition of the past has not been completely lost!
But to be honest, after counting these two smoke generators, Wukong only has the last bamboo grenade left on his body. After all, Wukong traveled to the Tang Dynasty, not to a different world. There is no space ring or space backpack. Such things, so he can't carry many such big killers with him!
Every time like this, Wukong finds that he always has an immediate feeling that he will not have enough money to spend by the end of the month!
"Why didn't you say that I didn't travel to another world? If I went to another world, there would still be magic, dwarf guns and other big weapons. Then I would just have to tinker with it casually. When I encounter this kind of If things happen, you don¡¯t have to be so embarrassed. When the time comes, you just need to"
Wukong turned his head and looked at the monastery behind him, with an evil smile on his face, "Dear, why don't you give me a shot? It's very cheap!"
As Wukong's words fell, another loud bang was heard from inside the monastery, as well as several accompanying screams. Obviously, this was the one that Wukong set before leaving. The booby trap next to the door worked!
Bah, you guys are lucky. My return to Yangzhou was too short and I had no preparations. Otherwise, I would have carried dozens of kilograms with me. If I didn¡¯t send you all there. If you go to see the Buddha in the Western Paradise, I will take your surname!
Wukong raised his middle finger contemptuously at the monastery behind him, and then quickly followed the traces left by the Governor of Wuhan University In fact, it can't be regarded as a trace, because just around the corner ten meters in front of him, stood a Wuhan University The governor's guards were waving to him somewhere!
I said, do you dare to be more ostentatious? Why don't you just put up a flag in the corner and write a few big words on it, we are here!
These primitive people from the middle world don¡¯t even have any professional military qualities!
After seeing Wukong chasing after him, the guard was obviously extremely excited. Of course, for the current Tang Dynasty, warriors and magic sticks are still very popular. For this guard, a dozen or so of them guarded the gate and fought with the rebels. The last three of them had only hacked to death less than twenty people.
At first they thought they had done well. As the saying goes, kill one to earn one, kill two to earn one. According to this theory, basically all their dead comrades earned one, and Of the three survivors, none of them made two!
But the little monk in front of me took action and hit two flying knives, and he made two! Then the little monk used his magic, and after a bang, they saw with their own eyes that at least seven or eight people fell down. As for how many more people were killed by the two thunder-like spells when they were not at the gate, they didn't know!
But the second thunder was obviously louder than the first. Logically speaking, more people should have been killed than the first, right? In other words, this little monk who was silent just now has more achievements than ten of them.
Not to mention that this little monk can also spray clouds and mist, which is a very powerful spell at first sight. If it were not for the help of this spell, they would not have been able to safely withdraw when the people outside attacked!
????????????? Is there any situation in this world that is more exciting than surviving in the polar regions?
Well, that must be something that only happens in legends like the person who saved you from the Jedi is actually a god!
But generally speaking, if we analyze it according to the plot in the story, what will the gods do after they rescue the protagonist?
Accepted as a disciple? Pass on scriptures and send treasures?
Wrong, that¡¯s right, it¡¯s the early years of the Tang Dynasty, and Tang legendary novels have not yet emerged. In the various stories circulating now, after the gods save people, they will usually say a few incomprehensible words to let the protagonist live happily ever after. Counting three to five months at a time, or ten or twenty years at a long time, the prophecy that the gods will suddenly realize will suddenly disappear, and then it will disappear!
In fact, the warrior Governor Tung left this guard waiting for Wukong at the corner. He had similar worries. He was afraid that after Wukong got them out of the monastery, he would disappear like other gods after saying a word. mean!
So after seeing Wukong jumping out of the monastery, the guard was very excited and waved to Wukong desperately! But what he didn't expect was that just because of his actions, Wukong had equated him with primitive people who had no military literacy!
"Little Master!" After seeing Wukong arriving, the guard said excitedly, "Come out"
"Shh!" Wukong put his hand on his lips, made a shut-up gesture to the guard, and then whispered, "The situation is complicated now and the surroundings are still very dangerous. Don't make any noise to avoid disturbing others. Attention!"
"Yes!" The guard obediently covered his mouth with his hand, but looked at Wukong with even more reverence! Look, this god is so approachable, I can understand what he says!
¡°The Grand Governor asked me to wait here for the young master to show you the way¡¡± the guard whispered.
"Actually, there's no need to go to such trouble!" Wukong pointed, "Isn't this where they left?"
¡°Young Master, you are really amazing!¡± The guard looked at Wukong with more and more fanatic eyes. "You can actually tell where the Governor and the others are going at a glance!"
"Coughcough" Wukong coughed twice, alas! These primitive people in the Middle Ages are primitive people. There were so many people in your past, so many footprints, and even the bamboo in the corner was squeezed and swayed. Such obvious traces. If I can't tell it, then Xiao Na. What's the difference between me and a pig head?
Um! Speaking of pig heads, Wukong suddenly thought of the head of little novice monk Wu Neng, the chubby little guy he called Bajie. Thinking about it this way, it seems that pig heads are not all idiots!
Just when Wukong had just entered the monastery and found the samurai Governor Tongwu, he had just led a group of young novices to climb over the wall and enter the side of the front hall where Wukong once said there was a problem. HP and others from the side courtyard were also there. Depressed!
"I'll choke you!" Zhixing glanced out from the wall cautiously and said in a low voice, "Aren't the sounds of shouting and killing all coming from the east? Why are there so many people here in the West Crossing Courtyard? "
"Who knows this?" Huikong's little face wrinkled into a ball, and he tried to think seriously, "Or maybe the battle here ends faster?"
"Where is the fighting? There isn't even a dead person on the ground!" Zhixing said while observing carefully, "They should be on patrol, right?"
"The problem is, they don't seem to have settled everything yet. Why are they patrolling now?" Huiming interjected, "At this time, shouldn't they concentrate on killing all the officers and soldiers who are against them? Is it right to die?"
"They should be looking for something!" HP, who remained silent, finally came to a reliable conclusion after observing for a long time! "Look, they are going in and out of the front room. They must be looking for something?"
"Could it be that some important person was removed from that gang of thieves"
Before Huiming finished speaking, he felt Zhixing hit him on the head. But what made Huiming even more depressed was that when Zhixing, the bad guy, was hitting him, his other hand came over and covered his mouth in advance. .
???????????????????????? Although he didn¡¯t shout out loud because of this incident, the problem is that at this critical moment, Master Zhixing still intends to fight within himself, which is really too much!
"You are so bald" Looking at Huiming's aggrieved little face, Zhixing reprimanded him confidently, "You touch your own head first, you are so bald, do you know that you are scolding us as well? !¡±
"Then what should I say?" Huiming asked depressedly.
"You should say that, those fake thieves are bald" Before Zhixing could finish his words, HP's eyes had already glanced over coldly! "Well, those fake monks!"
"No matter what these fake monks want to do?" HP looked around seriously and made a decision without hesitation, "We all need to hide for a while. This gangThe guys are already heading towards where we are! "
"They are only twenty or thirty people, not many!" Zhixing rubbed his hands and showed a ferocious smile, "Senior brother, if you want to follow my wishes, let Huikong and the others hide first. Then the two of us will just kill these guys!"
If the guards around the warrior Governor Yu had heard what HP and Zhixing said at this time, they would have burst into tears. About ten of them stood at the gate and fought with the thieves for a long time, and finally they were left behind. There were more than twenty corpses, and seven or eight of them fell down!
And the two monks in front of them dared to say in such a contemptuous tone, there are only twenty or thirty people on the other side, not many, let¡¯s kill them!
It must be said that in this dark Middle Ages, when there were no guns, bullets or other evil weapons that could allow cowards to easily kill heroes, people like Zhixing and HP were strong-minded and capable. People with strong physiques can indeed be called the protagonists on the stage of this era!
"I told you to hide, so hide!" HP said in a firm tone, "What, Zhixing, are you not going to listen to me?"
Zhixing raised his head and looked at HP, who lowered his head and stared at him with two eyes!
"Listen" After the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, Zhixing tilted his head and said in a nonchalant tone, "Why don't you listen? Are you the boss?" As he spoke, Zhixing seemed bored. A yawn!
"That's good!" After HP finished saying this, he took the lead and walked towards the back door of the house in the courtyard where they were located, "Zhixing, remember, you are a monk!"
"Of course the poor monk knows that he is a monk!" Zhixing replied provocatively, then glared at Huikong and the others who were looking at them with worried eyes, "What are you still doing? Hurry up and follow Uncle HP in!"
Perhaps seeing that the current atmosphere between Zhixing and Hewlett-Packard was a bit tense, Huikong and the others followed Hewlett-Packard and hid in, even the most naughty and prone to making mistakes, Wu Neng Bajie is all honest and behaves like I am a good baby!
"Oh! You guys are just out of luck!" Zhixing smiled coldly at the group of people who looked like a patrol outside across the courtyard wall, and then scratched himself with his hands like crazy. The bald man said, "Really, you can't have a good fight and you have to hide here and there like a mouse. It's really annoying!"
After all, Zhixing did not go against HP's words and kill all the patrolling guys in the end. Instead, he hid with HP and the others!
All the doors in this courtyard originally had locks, even the back door where Hewlett-Packard and the others entered was no exception. However, for a strong man who is eight feet tall and has an eight-foot waist, such as Hewlett-Packard, Speaking of which, things like locks are really weak!
To put it bluntly, even if we Hewlett-Packards stick out a little finger, it is still thicker than the copper core on the lock!
So, after seeing the lock, HP just stretched out his hand and pinched the lock directly, and then broke it with both hands easily, and then heard a low but crisp click sound. The brass lock The head has completely completed his historical mission!
Why do the ancients have a saying that locks are meant to guard against gentlemen but not villains? Looking at HP's current actions, everyone should understand!
The furnishings in this room are very simple. It can be said that it is not much different from other monks' residences. For example, there are unknown calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and the common bunk where the monks sleep. Another example is the Buddha statue enshrined in the corner, etc.!
"How strange?" Looking at the surrounding furnishings, Huikong touched his little head and said, "In a place like this, what's worth locking?"
The other novice novices also felt the same way about Huikong's words. Indeed, even if all the things in this house were taken out and thrown on the street outside Qiling Temple, the wealthy Yangzhou people would They are too lazy to pick it up. If the lock is to prevent thieves, then these monks from Qiling Temple really don¡¯t trust the professionalism of Yangzhou thieves!
"What are you talking about?" Zhixing, who was the last one to come in, closed the back door and bolted it. "You'd better stop chattering, lest you recruit those guys from outside. When the time comes"
Zhixing sneered twice!
After hearing Zhixing¡¯s words, these young monks immediately became quiet, and then all their eyes were focused on HP who was standing aside.superior!
"What do you want me to do?" Hewlett-Packard lowered his voice, but still said to these young monks with dignity, "Uncle Zhixing is right, you'd better keep your voice down, so as not to be discovered!"
"Also, you'd better hide in a place where you can't easily be seen from the window!" Zhixing continued lazily, "otherwise, what if some fake monk who is patrolling or looking for something pokes the window? If I find you, it will be bad. For the sake of the lives of these fake monks, you must hide!"
Regarding Zhixing¡¯s sarcastic words, HP seemed to have not heard it and just ignored him!
After carefully looking at Zhixinghe and HP, the young monks immediately skillfully hid themselves in various places, such as behind the vase, under the shrine, or on the bed. Even if you enter the house, etc., it's not easy to find places if you don't look carefully!
"Well done!" Zhixing praised the young novice monks generously, "I usually play hide and seek with your Uncle Wukong"
Boom!
Before Zhixing could finish his words, he heard a loud bang coming from outside the house, not very far away from the house, as if it was thunder on a sunny day.
"This sound is" Zhixing turned his head and looked at HP, who also had a look of surprise on his face, "Wukong's grenade!"
Although HP and Zhixing don't understand why Wukong named this roaring thing a grenade, instead of an obviously more understandable name, such as Shenma Zhentian Lei, Zhentian Lei, Zhentian Lei La and so on, but this does not affect their understanding of this weapon!
"Wukong has returned to Qiling Temple!" Zhixing and HP said in unison again!
For both Zhixing and HP, the fact that Wukong has returned to Qiling Temple is really good news, and it is the kind of news that cannot be better!
Before Zhixing and HP could think about what to do now, whether to take the little novices out of Qiling Temple according to the original plan, or to put them in a safe place, they went to find Wukong first. At that time, a louder noise rang again!
Boom!
This time was different from last time. When the loud noise sounded, Zhixing and Hewlett-Packard felt the ground beneath their feet shake, and then they heard an exclamation from Fat Novice Wu Neng. "Ouch!"
Then, Zhixing and HP turned around and were surprised to find that the fat novice Wu Neng who had been hiding under the shrine had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a dark tunnel entrance!
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