The Buddhist hall is full of smoke and incense, the fog is thick, and all kinds of hustle and bustle outside cannot be transmitted at all, as if it is another world away from the red dust. The yellow curtain on the shrine is draped, and many statues of the gods are enshrined, and sandalwood is burned in front, and the Sanskrit music of chanting Buddhist scriptures is also played. The clear sunlight shines through the window, sandalwood, Sanskrit, and Buddha statues make this Buddha hall full of sacred feelings and make people awe-inspired, but as the owner of the Buddha hall, Master Maitreya wears a monk's robe and sits on a futon, but has lost the image of a Maitreya Buddha in the past, but has a sad face.

The master tried to recite the scriptures, but he still couldn't resist the whispers that were lingering in his head. Ever since a week ago, when he suddenly lost contact with the five ghosts he had carefully cultivated, a thin whisper began to linger in his ears.

At first it was only an occasional sound, but now it persisted for so long that he avoided it even when he was asleep - and he couldn't hide. These voices, which had been lingering for a long time, were now inseparable from him, almost one......

…… Master Maitreya, come here...... It's a boring life...... Last night the Buddha flirted with true love...... No one came to the morning class today...... Megatron Three Realms for most of his life...... Now in the pit...... The master of the Zhangliu Golden Body One Sect plays with hemp rope......

…… The fluorescence of rotten grass is really crude...... It is imperative to build a foundation...... Three thousand brothers under the Bodhi tree...... Ride the horse day and night...... What is the situation in the world...... Straight straight man is bent...... The heart is like a mirror, and it is a philosophy to fall in love and never forget......

…… Suddenly, like a spring breeze in the night...... From now on, uninhibited indulgence in love...... Gently twist and wipe the re-pick...... Riding a horse galloping and shooting eagle eagles...... Thou hast untied the robes of war with the laymen...... Hibiscus tent warm spring festival...... But what makes it so long...... Master, you don't go to court early......

…… Master Maitreya, do you want to trade with the King of Soldiers?

…… Isn't it beautiful to hang upside down?

They sang about this terrible thing over and over again, reminding him again and again that three flats are not as good as one round. The terrible thing is that since then, he can't get hard when he sees women, and only when he meets a man in Overwatch mode, will he be as hard as iron......

The master gasped and a puff of sandalwood erupted from his mouth. He cursed these voices in his heart, but he couldn't reverse the changes in himself—he was more and more eager to trade, to go to the mainland to trade, to yearn for the muscular bodies of the warriors......

Finally, he made the decision to go north.

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Zhao Kun mocked those incompetent strawberry soldiers in his heart.

A retired special forces soldier who was jealous and cried in a nightclub......

The king of soldiers who was blocked in the alley by two underworlds and broke his legs......

The king of soldiers who was drugged in a bar......

……

He couldn't help but send them a wave of cheats to end this cheating situation that ended abruptly at the beginning of the plot. But Zhao Kun still held back. Although he has the power to redeem everything when faced with a mere member of the Foundation, he must be careful; If the SCP discovers the truth too soon, it means disaster. Because he was completely powerless against the containments.

He won't do it himself until they are powerless to change the outcome of the matter, until the spell can be cast. Zhao Kun will never let them ruin their careers!

So......

Go for it, Master Ball! Hurry north and give light to the lost soldiers!

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In a small room, very simply furnished, only a bunk bed, next to the bed is a tin cabinet, and by the narrow window there is a wooden table, on the wooden table, an old-fashioned tape recorder, is playing music for a while.

And by the cupboard, there was a young man sitting shirtless on the ground. His hair is shaved to inches, with an angular face, he looks very capable, and his bare upper body muscles are strong, although they are not as visually stunning as gymnasts, but every inch of muscle is very compact and explosive.

There are more than a dozen scars on the body, some of which are not so obvious, and it can be seen that the time has not been short, although the body looks highly tense, but the face presents a very relaxed expression.

In his right hand he held a torn military badge embroidered with the word "eagle". It's a pity that the members of the Falcon Squad, codenamed 'Eagle', which were once subordinate to the special forces directly under the command of the Jiangning Military Region, have become a thing of the past.

In this world, China's requirements for the army are not much better than those of the people/people/liberation/liberation/military looseness in the world where Zhao Kun was before, especially the special forces forces directly under the jurisdiction of the military region. Therefore, every year, the special forces brigade will select the elite from the troops below while eliminating unqualified special forces. Those who have problems with strength can be transferred to ordinary units and then become top soldiers, but if there are serious problems with discipline, attitude, or other problems, there will naturally be other punishments, such as expulsion from the military......

Well, the past can not be mentioned, but this man who has resumed his real name Lin Bufan has indeed left the army and will 'never be used'. And because of this kind of thing, the special forces who leave the army naturally can't enjoy the relevant policy benefits, so he can only mess around by himself.

Little did he know, however, that his fate was about to change......

After taking a nap, Lin Bufan was sitting on the ground stunned.

"Knock knock."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and his eyes suddenly opened, and the moment he opened them, there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, revealing an alert look, completely devoid of the fatigue he had just woken up.

"Hi, I forgot that I was discharged, this is no longer an army ......"

The knock on the door only rang once and then quietly stopped, which made Lin Bufan feel a little alert, and looked out from the cat's eye of the door, but there was no one in sight. With some doubts in his heart, he gently opened the door and stretched out his head to look out, only to find that there was no one.

-- On the ground, there was a card of a big health technician who was wearing revealing clothes.

"It turned out to be an advertising ......"

Lin Bufan breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly laughed at himself for still being too nervous. He was not interested in this kind of thing at all, and said that after staying in the army for a long time, the sow would race the sable, but he had already left the army. These days are not meat-eating, so naturally I won't be hungry/thirsty enough to be able to get my hands on anything.

It's just that when his eyes were on picking up the card, he couldn't help but want to pick it up and look at it carefully.

Hey, why is this woman so much like a former classmate? And he was a classmate in high school that year, and Zuo Meng, who ranked eleventh in the top ten school flower rankings in the school?

He couldn't help but play and lean down to pick up the card and take a closer look. Who knows, as soon as he played with his waist, Lin Bufan suddenly felt dizzy, and the whole person became confused.

He didn't know how long it was, but he suddenly heard a gentle voice.

"Amitabha, what's the trouble with this benefactor? Do you need a poor monk to open up the light behind you? ”

"Amitabha, the donor didn't speak, and pouted here, presumably by acquiescing in the deal."

Lin Bufan was suddenly bound by something, and at the same time felt that the world was spinning......

"Amitabha, isn't it beautiful to hang the deal upside down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain behind him......