It was the day and the sun, oh, no, it should be when it was dark and a dirty nun emerged from the woods. This was simply the rhythm of a horror movie. What is the difference between it and Sadako coming out of the TV? Tang Sen was shocked and almost shot the chopsticks in his hand as a hidden weapon.

The nun seemed to feel Tang Sen's impulse to shoot a hidden weapon, so he quickly used the palm fan in his hand as a shield and blocked his face.

"Can you still block hidden weapons? It seems that it's not Sadako!" Tang Sen breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey, I said you are such a nun, so don't drill in the woods at night, okay?"

"Pinnie is really hungry, so she has to find something to eat in the grass." The dirty nun moved away the palm fan, raised her face and smiled at Tang Sen: "How many pieces of lunch meat can be distributed to Poinnie?"

Only then did Tang Sen see clearly that her face was very dirty and dark. I don’t know how long it took to wash it, and her hair was so dirty that it stuck together. I don’t know if there were lice inside. It belonged to the “the most unpopular woman type No. 1”. If only Tang Sen and this nun were left in the world, and they both took on the responsibility of reproduction of human beings, Tang Sen decided to let human beings perish.

Or, if Donson is Adam and the nun is Eve, they must steal apples to allow humans to enter the stage of history, then... all the apples are hanging on the trees, and this group of humans has never been born.

Tang Sen had to look away and smiled bitterly: "People who are out there should help each other. It is okay to give you lunch meat, but you must sit far away from the pot and don't let the lice jump into the pot."

Speaking of this, Tang Sen suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, jumped up suddenly, and said, "Damn, I almost didn't grasp the point. You are obviously a nun, why are you asking me for lunch? Aren't you afraid of breaking the meat precept?"

After getting along with a group of nameless people for a long time, Tang Sen found that he was no longer able to grasp the key points. It was very dangerous to continue like this. Life would develop in an inexplicable direction and must be corrected quickly.

The dirty nun came over with a smile: "If the poor nun does not quit meat, of course he will eat lunch meat."

"Don't quit?" Tang Sen frowned: "It seems he is a fake nun."

"That may not be." The nun smiled and said, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart... The poor nun is not a fake nun, but his way of practicing is unique."

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart?" Tang Sen repeated this sentence, feeling vaguely in his heart that this sentence is very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere? Forget it, don't worry, in the middle of the night, he appeared at the foot of the barren mountain in this area of ​​Sanwudi. This person is definitely not a simple person, maybe he is the hidden hero who plays the game... Of course, it may be just an ordinary beggar.

However, no matter which identity it is, Tang Sen will treat it well and will not discriminate. Because of his young age, Tang Sen rolled his eyes and suffered a lot when he was a child. How could he hurt others in the same way now?

Tang Sen took out a small stainless steel bowl, picked a few pieces of lunch meat from the pot, added a large clip of noodles, handed it to the dirty nun and said, "Eat while it's hot."

The dirty nun laughed and took the bowl. She only heard a few "Xi Xi Hu Hu" sounds. The bowl in her hand was empty. The woman was eating so fast, as if she had been hungry for hundreds of years.

"Do you still want it?"

"You want!" The dirty nun didn't seem to know what kind of politeness is.

Tang Sen didn't mind that she ate too much. At worst, she could just cook it again, so she added another bowl to her and handed it over.

The food in the pot was getting smaller, but neither Sun Wukong nor Xiao Bailong had any comments, as if no one was fighting with them for food. Tang Sen felt the atmosphere strange and was even more certain that this nun was not an ordinary person.

After eating the third bowl, the dirty nun finally patted her stomach with satisfaction and smiled, "You are such a good person."

"That may not be." Tang Sen suddenly said half seriously and half jokingly: "If you are an ordinary nun, I am a good person who generously gives you food. But if you are a hidden hero with high magic power, then I am taking advantage of you... If you eat my things, please give me benefits. Do you have any secrets of magical skills? For example, the Nine Yin Sutras, Tathagata's magic palm, Dugu Nine Swords and other things, hurry up and take it out for me, and don't show off again."

"Hahahaha!" The dirty nun laughed to the sky, and the palm-leaf fan in her hand also shivered: "Guanyin is right, you are not easy to fool, you are not worthy of face to give the senior masters at all... She obviously guessed that I might be a god and a Buddha, but she still speaks so impolitely."

Tang Sen smiled and said, "Ye, so you admit it, which great god are you?"

The dirty girl lying on the ground with her legs spread apart, her movements were very indecent, but she was dancing with lice, and there was no man interested in seeing any places she shouldn't see. She only heard her say quietly: "The poor nun's surname is Li, and the Dharma name is Daoji."

"Li Daoji?" Tang Sen thought about this name repeatedly in his mind for a long time, and suddenly woke up suddenly: "Living Buddha Jigong!"

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "You finally recognized her. My old Sun has long recognized her, but he just was too lazy to greet her."

Xiao Bailong nodded obediently and didn't say anything, but the meaning was that she had recognized it long ago.

Tang Sen looked at Sun Wukong with anger. He didn't say anything when he knew it, but you asked for a beating. However, when he looked at Xiaobailong, his eyes became much more harmonious. It didn't matter if Xiaobailong didn't say it. The lady from the family was loved and couldn't bear to scold him.

This differential treatment is simply crazy, and Sun Wukong almost jumped up.

Tang Sen was too lazy to pay attention to Sun Wukong, and thought to himself: No wonder this girl looks dirty and smelly, no wonder this guy is passing through his stomach and the Buddha sits in his heart. Isn’t this the signature look of Jigong Living Buddha?

But... Jigong should be the "public"?

"Hehe, I was indeed Jigong before... But, the gender of any living Buddha is always the same for generations. Maybe in the last life he was reincarnated as a man, and in this life he was reincarnated as a woman... So, don't care about the details, don't call me Jigong in this life, just call me Jidian."

Tang Sen was sweating, and suddenly there was a question like a thorn in his throat. He didn't ask: "Do you have memories of your previous life? Will it be clearly a daughter, but a man's memory? So the two memories are combined together, making it neither male nor female. Similarly... Miss Rulai is also a living Buddha. Will she also be a daughter, but a man's mind? By the way, there is also the Jade Emperor..."

"Hahaha, you're thinking too much! I don't have the memory of my previous life, I only retain the magic power of my previous life. In this life, I am undoubtedly a woman with a slender daughter's heart." Ji Dian was lying on the dirty soil, not minding that there were ants crawling on her legs. It was hard to believe that she had a daughter's heart. Tang Sen had the urge to strip naked her clothes to see if she was a man or a woman, but she was full of lice and jumped around, and she didn't even want to touch the corner of her clothes, and it was even more impossible to take off her clothes.

Ji Dian smiled and said, "If you don't read Buddhist scriptures, you don't know the true meaning of the six realms of reincarnation. The reincarnation of a living Buddha not only wants to save people, but also wants to save yourself... The process of reincarnation is also a process of cleaning yourself. Therefore, the me in the previous life was me, and the me in the previous life was not me. The me in this life is the real me. Countless me is me, and countless me is not me..."

Tang Sen was angry when he heard this: "Hey, I have complained about Sister Guanyin's words like this. Are you here again? Do you want to say next, I am me, I am not me, emptiness is color, color is emptiness..."

"Cough..." After being ruthlessly interrupted by Tang Sen, Ji Dian smiled awkwardly: "Okay, to put it simply, I have no longer in my previous life, and I am now me. If you marry a relative, you don't have to worry about marrying Miss Rulai until the West Heaven discovered that she was a man. Pomni can guarantee that she is a woman who is like Pomni."

It's bad that it's dirty and smelly like you! Miss Rulai can get married before there is a ghost, and Tang Sen almost jumped up. As for the fake bag to change it? Is it reliable to marry a man on the wedding night, and the gay love was ruthlessly trampled on her thorax. Is it useful to change it the next day?
Chapter completed!