The Poor Monk Tang San Was Buried, and the Tathagata Was Buried in the Sky and on the Earth!

In the bushes on the side, there was a middle-aged man dressed like a woodcutter, his body shaking like a sieve, shivering. "It's... It's... Scary! It's so scary!" "This... This is Tang Seng!??" "This is the Tang Monk that Guanyin talked about, who looks like a young boy, looks like a frail scholar, is dedicated to his career, has fasted and chanted Buddha for twenty-five years, and has no power to tie a chicken???" "You told me this is Tang Monk!!?" "Isn't this fake?!?" At this moment, he really wanted to grab Guanyin and let him open his eyes to see that this riding horse is what you call Tang Monk who has no power to restrain a chicken! That's a tiger, that's just a tiger. Is it worth using so much effort to kill it? ? How cruel. Which one of us is a monk? ? ? Ps: This is just a light-hearted, funny and funny article. It is not about fighting monsters and upgrading, nor is it about the three realms of the harem, nor is it about the world of studs. It is really just a funny daily article! Daily! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.