Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Because he didn't know the specific situation, Tang Sanzong didn't take any rash measures to deal with it.

And if you want to go north, this village is also the only way to go.

The most important thing was that Tang San was hungry.

There is food in this place!

The master and apprentice turned around and got into the Humvee, and followed the old men at a fast pace. Not long after, they arrived at a large house covering an area of ​​several acres, with a large stable behind it.

But compared with common houses, this big house also had an annex building built in front of it. The old men just walked into this annex building with each other's support.

But when Tang Sanzong saw the plaque on the building clearly, he was stunned.

“Free canteen for veterans?”

Tang Sanzian read out the big characters above with a confused look, and even felt that he had gone to the wrong place. He was not in Beiju Luzhou, but in a village in the mountains of Blue Star...

"Why is there such a thing in this place?"

Tang Sanzian opened the car door and got out of the car. He stood at the door of the cafeteria and watched the old men inside eating delicious meals, his mind full of confusion.

"Master, is there anything wrong with this place?"

Zhu Bajie smelled the aroma of the food in the cafeteria, looked at Tang Sanbian who was standing at the door and refused to go in, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's nothing. Go to the trunk and get some gold. We'll pay for the meal this time."

Zhu Bajie scratched his head and said, "Master, do we have to pay for a meal at his shabby place?"

"Isn't that plaque saying free restaurant? It doesn't cost anything."

Tang Sanbian couldn't help but slapped Zhu Bajie on the forehead, and said loudly: "Can't you see the word "soldier" in front of the free restaurant?"

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who knows if we are veterans?"

Now Tang San was burying a group of people. Except for himself, who was wearing a cassock, the three disciples were all dressed in black, with suits, cloaks and windbreakers. From the appearance, they could not be related to monks.

"The right and wrong are decided by the people's hearts. Master respects soldiers. We don't take advantage of this."

"Go and get some more gold, and think of it as Master doing a good deed."

Tang Sanzong waved his hand and said nothing.

People who have never experienced this kind of thing cannot sympathize with it.

Zhu Bajie quickly brought a few ingots of gold, and the four masters and disciples walked in from outside.

In order to prevent the appearance of Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie from scaring others, Tang Sanbian took the initiative to take the lead this time.

Walking up to the old man who was playing chess before, Tang Sanzun said: "Old man, we are from out of town and want to have some food at your place."

Sai Weng pointed to a sign in the cafeteria window.

"My place is a cafeteria. Veterans are free. Others just have to pay some money."

"My legs and feet are inconvenient because of my age. You young people can eat whatever you want."

Sai Weng waved his hand, seemingly casually, but he intentionally or unintentionally took the red-rimmed glasses hanging on his chest.

Tang San's little move was all visible to his eyes.

The red-rimmed glasses looked familiar, but Tang San couldn't remember where he had seen them.

But none of this matters.

As long as the old man in front of me is a human and gives free meals to veterans, that's enough!

After all, when Buddhism arranges disasters, it is usually cultivators such as monsters or gods who are responsible. Even if the disaster is bad, it will be a king-level person who takes action. An ordinary person like Sai Weng will definitely not be the target.

Tang San said thank you, and then asked his three disciples to go get food.

The types of meals are very simple, with only some ordinary ingredients and simple meat. The taste is not great, but it can still fill the stomach.

Several people were eating together.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a roar outside the restaurant, followed by an exclamation.

"The monster is coming, the monster is coming again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several veterans who were eating in the restaurant put down their chopsticks with a snap and prepared to rush out of the restaurant.

Among these people, only Sai Weng's expression changed, he clenched the red-rimmed glasses in his hand and prepared to sneak away.

A younger old man held his shoulders.

"Sai Weng, are you hiding again?"

"Every time monsters invade, you are the fastest to escape. You are also a veteran, at least you are of some use, right?"

Sai Weng smiled awkwardly: "Oh, I'm old after all."

As soon as he finished speaking, in the free canteen for veterans, an old man with gray hair and who could only drink porridge rushed out with a cane in his hand. “The monsters have invaded, charge, charge!”

"What, my legs and feet are inconvenient because of my age. Look, I'm using a cane." Sai Weng raised the cane in his hand.

At the same time, behind him, an old man in a wheelchair rushed out as if he was sprinting for 100 meters, the wheels of the wheelchair under his butt were wearing out sparks.

"Dragon Crash, Dragon Clash!"

Sai Weng:? ? ?

"Oh, forget it, considering that you have prepared free meals for us old men for so many years, let us do it."

The old man pushed Sai Weng into the restaurant and walked out without hesitation.

"Little monkey, little pig, and little Sha, you guys go out and see where the monsters come from to disturb our master's meal?"

Seeing the gray-haired old men walking out one after another, Tang San sighed and finally let a few disciples get in.

Although he knew that this was a strategy arranged by Buddhism, the purpose was to lure him into the trap of monsters.

But this time Tang San was buried without hesitation.

You can't just watch these veterans die because you didn't take action and deliberately avoided disaster, right?

"Okay Master, we'll come as soon as we go!"

Sun Xingzhe and the others nodded, then walked out with guns in their hands.

Tang Sanbian also put down the chopsticks in his hand and wanted to find out the situation from Sai Weng, but when he turned his head, Sai Weng was nowhere to be seen?

"This old man runs pretty fast."

Three minutes later, the gunfire outside the restaurant stopped, and Sun Xingzhe and others walked in.

"Master, there is a donkey demon coming from outside. It wants to rush into the stable behind this restaurant. I have already sent it to see Tathagata Buddha."

Tang Sanzan nodded.

The veterans who had just rushed out supported each other and returned to the restaurant. After seeing Sun Xingzhe and others, they came over one after another.

"Thank you so much to the heroes for helping me just now."

Sun Xingzhe said: "There is no need to thank us. If you want to thank, just thank my master."

Several old people looked at Tang San's burial and thanked him again.

But Tang Sanzian frowned slightly and asked with some confusion: "Old people, there is no need to say more words of thanks. I just have a question for you, can you help me answer it?"

"The holy monk just said it doesn't matter."

"I heard from my disciples just now that there is a donkey monster coming from outside. How can you, mortal humans, deal with the monster?"

Even though Sun Xingzhe and the others went out and solved the battle in just a few minutes, this was also based on their own strong strength.

The old people in front of me, let alone their strength, are struggling to even get on the kang...

And judging from what they said before, monsters appear in this place not just once or twice.

It's a miracle that they survived like this, right?

"What the holy monk doesn't know is that there is a patron saint in our village. As long as we go out to meet the enemy, the patron saint will appear in time to help us repel the monsters."

"It's strange to say that for some reason this time, the patron saint didn't show up..."

Tang Sanzian couldn't help but ask: "Then do you know the name of that protector?"

"It seems to be called Severn?"

……

Time goes back three minutes.

Near the stables outside the restaurant, Sai Weng was running out of breath. After confirming that no one was around, he took off the red-rimmed glasses from his chest and immediately placed them on the bridge of his nose.

"Severn!"

But when Sai Weng's voice fell, the red-rimmed glasses did not change at all.

Sai Weng looked through his glasses and saw that he was still the old Sai Weng, with the same body.

???

"What's going on? Why don't the glasses work?"

Sai Weng took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose with a puzzled look, put them on again, and kept repeating the actions in his hands.

But after trying it several times, there was no change...

"Severn!"

"Seven transforms!"

"Seven!" (End of this chapter)