Scabies monk?

Braised noodles' head buzzed, and those memories that had been dreams appeared in his mind very clearly at this time.

The memory in his mind shocked Braised Noodles, and he hurriedly stood up and looked up.

However, this was not his dormitory at all, and what caught his eye was a large cave, and he was lying on a relatively flat ground in the cave, with a pale gray quilt underneath, and his own body was also a flaxen-colored monk's robe.

Crossing over, or dreaming?

The stewed noodles raised his hand and gave himself a slap...

Syllable!

"It hurts... Your sister, it's not a dream! ”

Braised noodles cried and mourned, and the pain on his face and ass had proved to him that he was very awake at the moment, and he was not dreaming at all.

"Dreaming? It's still early, Senior Brother Huimian, you can't get sympathy for your self-harming behavior! ”

How bold is it to open meat in the Buddha hall to do such a thing of death.

Braised noodles looked at the scabies monk in a daze, and said in a daze: "You... Is it really a scabies monk, a scabies monk of the Dream Journey to the West Huasheng Temple? ”

When the scabies monk heard this, he looked at Hui Mian like a ghost, he stretched out his hand and touched Hui Mian's forehead.

"Why are you talking nonsense, it can't be a stupid beating, you can't, it's a spank, not a head."

He paused and said: "But you should give yourself a mouthful, how many times have you told you, you are a monk who jumps over the wall, you can't be as casual as a lay disciple, if you want to eat meat and drink wine, you still have to carry some people on your back, you are good, you actually eat and drink in the Buddha hall, this kind of collision with the Buddha, it is a big rebellion, it would be good if the master could spare your life, you can have a snack in the future!" ”

The scabies monk nagged as he re-medicated the buttocks of the braised noodles.

Because he hadn't accepted the fact of crossing yet, he was now absent-minded, and after hearing the scabies monk's nagging, he instinctively replied.

"You still have the face to say this, if you hadn't said that you wanted to celebrate and encourage me to hunt pheasants, I would have brought the roast chicken back to the temple..."

Before he finished his words, the scabies monk hurriedly stretched out his hand and covered his mouth.

"Uh... Division... It's good for the junior brother to know what is wrong..."

As he spoke, his eyes were a little weak and he looked at the entrance of the Confession Cave, and saw that the two monks guarding the entrance of the cave were not unusual, so he was relieved.

"You little conscienceless, you want to kill me." The scabies monk turned his head, grabbed the braised noodles' ear, and whispered in his ear.

He is a 'serious' monk who has received ordination, and the Buddhist precepts must be strictly observed, and if others know that he has broken the meat vows, the end will be much more miserable than the monk who jumped over the wall.

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...

After the initial panic, Braised Noodles gradually calmed down, although he didn't know why he came to such a world, but since he came, don't think too much, otherwise it will be easy to drive himself crazy.

The most important thing at the moment is not to let the other party know that he is a passerby from time and space, otherwise it is easy for the natives here to treat him as an ominous alien, if a fire burns him, there is no place to cry.

So, the stewed noodles had to follow the words of the scabies monk first.

"No.. Bad consciousness, a slip of the tongue! ”

"Come on, still have a slip of the tongue? I think you're sincere, and I'm kind enough to come over and drug you, you guy with no conscience. The monk said angrily.

The stewed face laughed twice, the guy in front of him was talking fluently, where is this what a monk should say, so he doesn't know how to pick it up.

The scabies monk stopped talking when he saw the braised noodles, and thought that he was tired, after all, he had just been tortured with a stick, and it was normal for him to be weak.

"Okay, junior brother, you should reflect on your mistakes, and when the master's anger subsides in a few days, you can go over and admit your mistakes to the old man, presumably his old man will not be too embarrassed for you."

After the monk finished speaking, he put things in place, and then left the cave.

In the huge hole, only Braised Noodles was left.

At this time, the stewed noodles have time to calm down and take a good look at the current situation.

...

According to the memory in his mind, the world he came to at the moment is called the Fantasy Continent, to put it bluntly, it is the game world of Fantasy Journey to the West, and the temple where he is located is the Huasheng Temple, one of the five major sects of the human race in the game!

However, the pattern of this world is still very different from that in the game.

For example, the temple of the transformation of life.

In the game, the Huasheng Temple is on the edge of Chang'an City, but in this world, the Huasheng Temple is located in a mountain, although it is not in some inaccessible deep mountains and old forests, but it is also not in a bustling town.

Braised noodles are also called Hui noodles in this world, but this 'Hui' is the wisdom of wisdom, and he is a monk of the Hui generation of Huasheng Temple.

His master, Zen Master Kongdu, is the presiding officer of the Huasheng Temple, so the seniority of Huimian is still very high here, and many old monks in their forties and fifties have to respectfully call him a little uncle when they see him.

...

This is a game world.,Since it's a game, it's inseparable from levels and attributes.,But what makes Huimian depressed is.,Level... He did, but he didn't see the attributes.

According to the memory in his mind, Hui Mian summoned the interface of a character, and there was no display of qi, blood and magic in the interface, nor attribute values such as strength and agility, but only a level of information, plus system space and pet space, and an equipment column.

The memory in Hui Mian's mind is very clear, which is like he has experienced it himself, so at this time, he is very proficient in operation.

Huimian is now level 3!

Regarding the rank, he himself is actually very depressed.

I'm already an adult, and I've only trained to level 3, how bad this qualification is.

In this world, ordinary people will only awaken their soul power at the age of 12, obtain the so-called level, system space, etc., of course, it is not excluded that some evil guys can awaken their soul power before the age of 12.

However, it is undeniable that even if you start 'leveling' at the age of 12, it will take 6 years for the level to increase by 3, and there is no one.

In the view of stewed noodles, there are only three explanations for this situation.

1. In the past, Huimian's cultivation qualifications were rotten at home, so no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't practice at the level.

Second, Hui Mian was too lazy to get home, and he didn't think about leveling up at all, so 6 years have passed, but the level is only level 3.

Third, that is, he is lazy to go home, and his qualifications are rotten at home, so he is...

...

"Whatever the reason, anyway, now that I've taken over this body, I can't be as decadent as before!"

Huimian is a small person, but the little person also has big dreams, he used to have no ability and opportunity, but now it is different, the time, the place, and the people have him, if this is not a famous person, then he is too nestish.

"I must stand at the top of this world, beauty, money, power, all at my disposal!" Hui Mian began his game life.

"Bone Elves, Peach Deaths, Wu Man'er, hehehe... You're all mine!"

Hui Mian thought of these big beauties in the game, and thought that some 'wonderful' things might happen to them in the future, and he was so excited that he was about to flow out.

He stretched out his hand and habitually teased his handsome bangs, and as a result... It is the air of one hand that is touched.