Chapter 747: Pig Bajie Is Stunned

The three teachers and apprentices went all the way west.

Go until noon with the scorching sun.

Choose a shady place to rest.

"Master, what's for lunch today?"

Gods such as Wufang Jiedi, who had been digging for a day, also looked at Su Xun eagerly.

They are happiest when they have meals every day, happy like a group of 200-pound children.

Zhu Bajie is confused again, shouldn't he go for alms?

Can you tell for yourself what to eat?

"Wukong, come back to find something to eat. In order to celebrate Bajie's joining our great team of learning scriptures, we have hot pot at noon today, which is booming."

Su Xun took out the tool from the system space.

"Okay, Master, the disciples will come back when they go."

Sun Wukong's voice fell and disappeared instantly.

Zhu Bajie secretly said, this should be a alms fortune.

After a while, Sun Wukong came back.

Also brought back five rabbits, seven pheasants, and a lot of vegetables.

Seeing those rabbits and pheasants, Zhu Bajie's eyes went out: "Are we going to eat meat?"

"Nonsense, isn't it obvious?" Sun Wukong said angrily.

Zhu Bajie ignored him, but looked at Su Xun: "Master, do we eat meat?"

"Naturally, and cook for the master himself." Su Xun showed a gentle smile.

Zhu Bajie's mind was a little dizzy, and he looked at Wufang Jiedi and Eighteen Guardian Jialan again.

However, before he could ask, the other party had already proficiently mentioned the hare and the pheasant for rough processing of the ingredients.

"Fuck, this rabbit is very fat, big and small, did the Great Sage arrest the whole family?"

"The elder said that the family should be neat and tidy, and we can help them reunite."

"That's right, it's the first time I've eaten hot pot. It sounds delicious."

"Don't say it, the saliva will melt the cigarette butt."

Watching a group of monks roll up their sleeves, puff smoke with smoke in their mouths, squatting on the ground with bloody guts, and casually blowing arrogance, Zhu Bajie felt that his three views were severely impacted.

This... is this still a monk?

He listened to the Bodhisattva, and in order to become a monk, he ate vegetarian food for so many years in Fuling Mountain.

As a result, it is now found that monks can eat meat, drink alcohol, and export dirty.

He felt that he had been deceived by the Bodhisattva.

Is this the real daily life of a monk?

Zhu Bajie felt that he had realized it.

No wonder Tathagata Buddha was covered in fat.

Throwing these messy things out of the sky, the more Zhu Bajie thought about it, the more wrong it became: "Master, it is a breach of precepts for monks to eat meat! If the Bodhisattva knew about it, how could it be!"

A group of people looked at him at the same time, as if looking at another silly beep.

Zhu Bajie was stunned, did he say something wrong?

Yintou Jieti said confidently, "Is it enough not to let the Bodhisattva know?"

Pig Bajie: "..."

It sounds like it makes sense, but I couldn't refute it for a while.

"But what if the Bodhisattva knew!" Zhu Bajie originally thought that he was greedy and lustful, but he didn't expect this group of people to be more extreme than himself.

On duty, Gong Cao spit out a smoke ring, and said lightly: "The Bodhisattva will call him to eat together when he knows it, but it's just a matter of multiple pairs of chopsticks."

Pig Bajie: "..."

He couldn't remember the first time he was speechless.

Is this riding a horse a matter of multiple pairs of chopsticks!

"Master!" Zhu Bajie looked at Su Xun.

He felt that Su Xun, as a mortal, must have been bewitched by these evil gods and evil Buddhas, and he must save him!

Otherwise, once the Bodhisattva finds out that they have broken the precepts, they will definitely not be allowed to continue to study scriptures.

Then, how could he become a Buddha?

"Bajie, rest assured, the Bodhisattva can't beat us." Su Xun said lightly.

Pig Bajie: "..."

My heart is so tired and completely broken.

Zhu Bajie sat on the ground with an unrequited expression on his face and began to think about Zhusheng.

Soon after the ingredients were processed, he searched and took out a bag of hot pot ingredients and threw them in, and the water began to boil.

The scent wafts all over the place.

A group of bald heads surrounded the fire boiler, salivating and swallowing saliva.

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but sniff at it, it smells so good, it really is a degenerate evil thing!

"Okay, okay, you can start eating."

"You're welcome, move the chopsticks yourself, if there are not enough ingredients, just keep adding them."

"Ah! It's so fragrant, so delicious!"

"Elder Tang can always come up with all kinds of delicious food, which makes people nostalgic!"

Listening to these discussions, Zhu Bajie suddenly realized that the harmless Tang Seng was actually the mastermind!

Su Xun shouted, "Bajie, what are you doing, come and eat, isn't it delicious enough?"

"Fool, come and eat." Sun Wukong also waved to him.

Zhu Bajie was indifferent, resisting the urge to swallow, holding back, he must hold back, he must not join forces with them!

five minutes later……

"Master, help me add some soup, ah, sigh—it's delicious!"

Zhu Bajie ate his mouth full of oil and let out a satisfied sigh, his eyes narrowed into lines.

"Hey, idiot, are you not afraid that you won't be able to become a Buddha if you break the precepts?" Sun Wukong teased.

Zhu Bajie sneered, flicked his sleeves, took a puff of cigarette, and said, "Becoming a Buddha?"

"Is the hot pot not fragrant enough, or is my Cuilan not coquettish enough? What's so good about becoming a Buddha?"

"Marshal Tianpeng has finally realized, come and come, let's raise a glass to celebrate him!" Porojati, drunk, raised his glass and shouted.

"cheers!"

A group of people toasted at the same time, listened to dynamic music, smoked hardcover Chinese zi, ate small hot pot, talked about meat jokes, and the laughter spread far and wide.

Under the scorching sun, the rabbit meat and pheasant meat boiling in the hot pot are their lost youth.

Blue Star World.

Tang Seng has completely taken off his cassock and put on a military uniform, and his whole person has become like a sharp sword.

The rank of captain was already on his shoulders.

Yes, he was promoted.

Having been in this world for several months, he has thoroughly understood it and integrated into it.

The idea of ​​spreading the Dharma has been dismissed.

No Dharma is needed here, only guns and bullets are needed here.

The commander has said that truth is only within the range of guns.

Tang Seng thinks this sentence is very Gan!

"Brother Tang, go and rub two hands in a while!"

A major came over and said, handing Tang Seng a cigarette.

Tang Seng's skillful result put the light in his mouth and shook his head: "No, I'm going to go online for a while, and I'm going to start again soon. There are no Internet cafes out of the city, so I'm going to spend a few nights."

Playing mahjong is boring, Tang Seng felt that it would be better to waste time playing mahjong than playing games.

At this moment, the entire camp suddenly remembered the sound of an emergency gathering siren.

"Om--Om--"

Tang Seng glanced at the major and touched the pistol on his waist: "I'm afraid there is something important, so I'll go first."

"Fuck, it must be a border conflict with the eighth district." The major said cursingly.

Tang Seng touched his bald head and grinned: "All chugs, isn't there no conflict?"