The Burial of the Poor Monk Tang San: the Burial of Death

I, Chen Xuantuo, was twenty-eight years old and died of a wonderful sudden death after working overtime for seventy-two consecutive hours. Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes, I traveled through time and became Tang Sanzang and awakened the golden finger. Haha, let's see how the poor monk becomes a different Tang Sanzang. Oh no, the benefactor took over my move of Dawei Tianlong. I will set up a department. The professional funeral team on Xitian Road welcomes everyone to join.