Zhang Lin was completely immune to the deviant skills of the people in the live broadcast room. His bright eyes stared at Tang Sanzang in the high-end luxury iron pot. He raised his eyebrows and was surprised to find that Tang Sanzang did not shout or shout in the boiling invincible meat stew pot. Instead, he sat cross-legged, put his hands together, and chanted Amitabha. How would a person react when facing death? Some were willing to sacrifice themselves, some were afraid of death, some were crying like ghosts, and some were numb. But what about this Tang Sanzang? There was nothing there. He was sitting in a high-end, luxurious iron pot, letting the soup drown his neck. He was chanting Amitabha, and he did not notice that his skin was gradually turning red in the boiling pot.
There was no reaction from the brocade kasaya!
There was no Buddha's light, no multicolored light, and no protection. Tang Sanzang was being cooked alive in a high-end luxury iron pot.
As expected, this brocade kasaya could only protect Tang Sanzang from external attacks, but it did not react to the temperature of the water. What was this?
Boiled frogs in warm water?
No,
Boiled Tang Sanzang in warm water?
Zhang Lin had a strange expression. Also, could this Tang Sanzang really not feel the change in the water temperature? He couldn't feel that he was being cooked alive again? help but ask
"Tang Sanzang, I've already put you into the pot to cook. Don't you know?”
"Amitabha. Patron, This Penniless Monk understands."
Tang Sanzang put his hands together and chanted Amitabha. His face was full of compassion.
Know?
I know you haven't reacted? Just waiting to be cooked? Was his brain lacking strength?
Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows and was about to speak again when Tang Sanzang, who had opened his mouth, said like a bean being poured,
"This Penniless Monk knows that there must be a reason why you put this Penniless Monk in the big pot. If it's because you're hungry, it's human instinct. Buddha says that lust is emptiness, and emptiness is lust. If this Penniless Monk's stinky skin can fill your stomach, it would be a great merit. Otherwise, if you go hunting wild beasts to fill your stomach, what if these wild beasts have families? What if she had a child? Losing their loved ones, losing their families, they are in so much pain that they wish they were dead. Without the care of their families, the young wild beasts will freeze to death or starve to death. This is a great sin. In comparison, This Penniless Monk alone has no such concerns."
" If you don't want to fill your stomach but to vent your anger, then you have to do this. This Penniless Monk is just a small monk, and his death is not worthy of pity. If you let you go out and kill people and set fire, the crime will be even deeper and heavier. In ancient times, there was a saying that you cut your flesh to feed the eagle. Today, I, Tang Sanzang, save people. This is a good story. Buddha said..."
Buddha says your sister ~~!
I'm cooking you, okay?
I want to eat you!
Can you cooperate and give me some reaction?
Even if it was just to shout for help ~~!
What was this? A Buddhist fanatic and a naggy saint-like ghost?
What kind of mess was this!
Zhang Lin was speechless. He was already confused by Tang Sanzang's logic.
At this moment, the viewers in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.
Damn it, this Tang Sanzang, Tang Sanzang was definitely a saint!
Oh my god, Tang Sanzang, First Master Tang, you're about to be eaten, but you can still think of others. I want to say that you're an idiot, an idiot, an idiot.
This, this Tang Sanzang…This, I am speechless
Streamer, listen to me. You should eat Tang Sanzang. This character disgusts me…
What kind of people are you? What kind of evil thoughts do you have? My Tang Tang is a true expert!
Yes, my Tang Tang is sacrificing himself to save others. It's glorious and great. Ah, so handsome, so handsome.
Wu wu, as expected of the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada Master. This high level of thinking, this spirit of sacrifice, this attitude. God, I find that I have fallen in love with Tang Tang.
Tang Tang, I'm still single. Come on, save me, Tang Tang…
Forget it...
Zhang Lin had never thought of really cooking Tang Sanzang. He had only done it for a test. But now, he was disgusted. Looking at Tang Sanzang's compassionate and compassionate face, he was speechless. Just as he was about to reach out and release Tang Sanzang, he heard a creaking sound coming from the forest behind the door. He turned around and looked. He saw a man dressed in tattered linen clothes in the forest. He carried a basket on his back, held a fierce bow in his hand, and a mutt followed by his feet.
Just as he was about to speak, the man knelt on the ground and begged,
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Great King, don't eat me, don't eat me!”
King?
Eat you?
Damn it, do you think I'm a man-eating monster?
Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows. Do I look so vicious and evil? Do I look like a monster?
But Zhang Lin, why didn't you think about it? A person suddenly appeared in the forest and cooked a monk in a big pot. If this wasn't a demon, what was it?
Could it be a barbeque?
"Your Majesty, I have a 70-year-old mother and a child waiting to be fed. Your Majesty, you want to eat me, don't eat me ~~!”
"Great King, this, this is all of my gains today. I beg you, please let me go. We will definitely hand over the tributes that we owe to the Multi-Legged King truthfully. We will definitely hand them over truthfully. I beg the Great King to have mercy, I beg the Great King to have mercy!"
Tribute?
King of Many Feet?
What a mess.
"Shut up!"
Zhang Lin's shout scared the hunter so much that he immediately shut up. The dog beside him also whimpered and lowered its head. As an animal, it could sense the terror of the person in front of it more than its owner. This was an instinct that came from living creatures.
Zhang Lin raised his hand, and the transparent cover of the high-end luxury iron pot was opened. An invincible aura wrapped around Tang Sanzang and pulled him out of the high-end luxury iron pot. At this moment, Tang Sanzang's body was already red from the cooking. If one smelled carefully, one could vaguely smell the fragrance of meat.
"Tang Sanzang, you're awesome. Aren't you afraid that I'll cook you?”
Zhang Lin gritted his teeth and said helplessly. What else could he do? If he really cooked Tang Sanzang, would he still go to the West? A monk from Zhang Lin? No meat, no wine? He would suffocate to death!
"This Penniless Monk knew that Almsgiver would not really cook This Penniless Monk.”
Tang Sanzang's face was red from the boiling. He breathed out hot air and put his hands together.
"You know? Aren't you afraid that I'll really cook you?!"
Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows. He really couldn't understand Tang Sanzang's logic and attitude.
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