Underworld Live Broadcast: No Rewards? I'll Beat Your Ancestors Chapter 375

Chapter 375: The Poor Monk's Dharma Name Tripitaka!

The Futu Temple is located on the edge of Xiniu Hezhou, adjacent to the West Sea. When Qin Hao came to the area where the Futu Temple is located, he discovered that it was actually on the West Sea.

Standing on the beach, Qin Hao grinned and said to the water friends in the live broadcast room: "Brothers, if the place is not wrong, you should sing a song at this time."

“What I play is the West Coast, the absolutely pure West Coast...yoyo~~~”

People in the live broadcast room were instantly confused.

“You'd better not sing, or you'll be in trouble.”

“Damn it, don't show off your singing voice to me, I'm panicking.”

“Just talk, if you can, don't suddenly sing.”

“People need money to sing, but your life will cost you singing.”

Qin Hao snorted, these hairy water friends are becoming more and more difficult to serve now.

"There's still a while, so let's find a place to rest first. Xiniu Hezhou is a good place. Brothers, look, there are all kinds of birds and animals everywhere, and there's a lot of game."

“Let's catch a few today and roast them.”

Xiniu Hezhou is the headquarters of Buddhism, and Buddhist countries are everywhere here.

Buddhists pay attention to vegetarianism, but Xiniuhezhou has all kinds of game, and there are many birds and animals.

Qin Hao was not a monk, so he didn't need to worry about these things at all. He simply caught a few pheasants, killed a wild deer, put it on the fire, and started roasting it.

“66666666”

“You are still chic.”

“Sun, I'm so hungry for it.”

“Wait while I order takeout first.”

Seeing him so cool and unrestrained, fans in the live broadcast room drooled with envy.

“The donor may know that this place is Xiniuhezhou, the place of my Buddhist sect, and no one is allowed to kill.”

While Qin Hao was grilling meat, suddenly a voice came from behind him.

He turned around and took a look, and was immediately happy.

It turned out to be a handsome young monk who appeared behind Qin Hao at some point.

This monk looked to be in his thirties, and he looked so handsome. After seeing such a handsome man like Qin Hao, he had to admit that there was something about this monk.

“Damn, what a handsome monk!!”

“Holy shit, I'm a man, but I actually think this monk is very handsome.”

“???Where do you think he is handsome?”

“It's over, it's over, this is the only man I've seen so far who can threaten Brother Hao's appearance.”

“Indeed, although Brother Hao is also handsome, this monk seems to be more handsome than him.”

“No, no, no, the main thing is that this monk has a temperament that makes people want to get close to him.”

“He must be an eminent monk.”

The monk was wearing a moon-white monk's robe and looked at Qin Hao with a smile on his face: "Donor, the poor monk is disturbing me."

“No worries, no worries, master, do you want to eat something together?”

Qin Hao joked and handed the cooked meat to the monk. The monk laughed, waved his hand and said, "The poor monk is a monk, and monks abstain from eating meat."

"Then I'm not polite. Master, you do it, and I'll bake some fruit for you."

Although Qin Hao hates monks, the first impression this monk gave him was different from those he had seen before in the Immortal World.

“Thank you so much, donor!”

The monk clasped his hands together, his face full of gratitude.

"Why are you so polite? You Buddhists are very particular about fate. In the vast three realms and among the sea of people, it is a great fate to meet the master here."

The monk was startled for a moment, then smiled sarcastically: "Huh? What the donor said is right, but that's a fallacy. The fate taught by Buddhism is the cause of the previous life and the result of the future life, not this life..."

“All the same, all the same.”

“After today, we may never see each other again in this lifetime, so don't worry.”

Qin Hao waved his hand and said, "Dare you ask the master's name?"

The monk laughed and said, "Amitabha, as the donor said, you and I will only meet here for a lifetime. After today, we may never meet each other in this life, so why bother with names."

Qin Hao was stunned and thought to himself, you monk, you are trying to trick me with my words. “Pfft, I'm laughing so hard. You trap me, and I trap you.”

"Fool, you two continue to fool, see who can fool the other."

“This master is a wonderful man.”

“Master is so interesting.”

The water friends were laughing their heads off.

Qin Hao was speechless and said: "Master is right, what do you mean, next time we meet again, you will tell me?"

The monk nodded: "Yes."

The next moment,

Qin Hao suddenly turned around with his back to the monk, then turned around again and grinned at the monk.

“Ah, it's such a coincidence that we meet the master again. Can you tell me the name of the master now?”

The monk's face was obviously dull, and he looked at Qin Hao blankly. He couldn't even imagine that he could have such a coquettish trick.

“I can only say, Brother Hao, you are really awesome.”

“Damn it, this guy turned around and saw me again, wouldn't it be the second time we met?”

“Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard, the master is probably confused.”

“Master: This poor monk has lived for so many years and this is the first time he has seen such a shameless person.”

“I can't live without laughing.”

The monk did not expect that Qin Hao would respond to his words in this way. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.

He smiled gently: "Interesting, interesting..."

“The poor monk's Dharma title Tripitaka…”

As soon as this statement comes out,

Qin Hao's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Sanzang as if he had seen a ghost.

And the water friends in the live broadcast room were all confused.

“No, what did he say his name was?”

“Dharma title Tripitaka?”

“Could this be Tang Sanzang?”

“Holy shit, is it really Tripitaka?”

"That's not right. If it were Tripitaka, he would have become a Buddha now. Shouldn't he call himself Jin Chanzi?"

“The Buddha of Sandalwood Merit and Virtue, Golden Chanzi is the right one.”

Seeing Qin Hao's expression, Sanzang asked curiously: “What's wrong with the donor?”

Qin Hao came back to his senses and thought to himself, what's wrong with me? I'm scared of you.

“Are you Tripitaka? The Tripitaka of Tang Dynasty who went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures?”

He asked carefully.

Sanzang nodded: "It's just the poor monk."

“Fuck!!” Qin Hao exclaimed instantly, then excitedly came to sit next to Sanzang, held his hand cordially, and said excitedly: “Idol…”

Sanzo chuckled: "What do you mean by idol?"

“Well, it means that I admire you very much.”

Qin Hao grinned and said: "But Master Sanzang, isn't your real name Jin Chanzi? You are the great disciple of Tathagata. Shouldn't you resume your identity as Jin Chanzi after learning the scriptures?"

These words made Tripitaka speechless: "Jin Chanzi was in his previous life. In this life, he is a poor monk whose surname is Chen and his Buddhist name is Tripitaka."

“I see...what is that, Brother Zang...no, Master Tripitaka.”

“What are you doing here?”

Although Qin Hao is a little confused, you, Jin Chanzi, still have past and present lives. After you learn the scriptures, has Tathagata restored the memory of your previous life? But it seems that Sanzang doesn't like his previous life very much.

But he didn't ask, this was the protagonist of Journey to the West that he had watched since he was a child.

Sanzang asked Qin Hao with a smile but not a smile: "This is the foot of the Western Heaven. The poor monk came out for a walk. The poor monk was very curious. As a donor, you are from the underworld, why did you come to Xiniu Hezhou?"

(End of this chapter)

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