was carried by two hairy-faced people, and Li Xiongba was shaken.

From the successful crossing to the present, he rolled on the ground, took a bath in the river, slept in the trees, was tossed and hung up by the hairy-faced man, and the water and rice have not entered until now.

He felt very uncomfortable and felt like he was getting motion sickness. I wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, my stomach was empty, and my throat was smoking.

"Fortunately, gastroenteritis didn't happen...... It's probably because the crossing is gone......" Li Xiongba's head shook with the pace of the hairy-faced man. "Oh, what a thing this is......"

Speaking of which, Li Xiongba still hasn't understood what his situation is.

He tried to think about it, and his memory came to an abrupt end when the insurance customer service told him to make a wish. He couldn't remember what he had ever wished. But the first moment he fell from the sky and woke up, his heart was filled with the joy of getting what he wanted. He always had a voice of his own in his head telling himself, "My wish has come true." ”

"What wish has come true? What has been achieved? ”

"Crossing into a savage place, being tied up into rice dumplings, and then hung up?"

Li Xiongba moved, his head that was shaken to a blur, and he was no longer able to complain.

The hairy-faced people carried Li Xiongba and walked into a village that didn't seem so primitive. There are thatched houses, stone houses, and even a large brick house with a mortise and tenon structure, which looks very much like that.

Li Xiongba watched as he was carried into what looked like the most advanced building.

The interior of the building is brightly lit, and in the center is a huge Buddha statue. It turned out to be a temple. And the rows of lights around are actually candles.

"Candles?" Li Xiongba was overjoyed. He had the impression that this thing appeared relatively late in Japan, and it was passed down from China. So there must have been exchanges between the two countries.

He is expected to return to China!

Directly in front of the Buddha statue sat two people, one wearing a robe and the other wearing a purple robe, as if they were playing a game.

While Li Xiongba's brain was spinning rapidly, the hairy-faced man put him on the ground, and he was facing down against the ground, unable to see anything. But he could feel the man in the robe standing up from the table and slowly walking towards him.

"Amitabha." A Buddha horn sounded from behind him.

Li Xiongba raised his head sharply.

"His accent... Are you talking about ......?"

"Chinese????"