Su Lin followed his memory to find Lu Zhuyu's tent, the bonfire in the tent reflected two figures, a thin and a fat, Su Lin saw that the slender one was Lu Zhuyu, but the fat one couldn't recognize who it was, and it didn't even look like a person.

That person is really too fat, the same height as Lu Zhuyu, but the width of his body is as wide as four Lu Zhuyu, and he lives like a giant bucket.

Su Lin lifted the curtain and walked into the tent, and saw Lu Zhuyu chatting with a pig, what he saw just now was a fat, erect big fat pig.

The erect fat pig is wearing human clothes, and the hands exposed in the sleeves are still in the shape of domestic pigs' hooves, but the range of motion of the shoulder joints is obviously out of the range that ordinary pigs can reach, and it is more like a human.

The pig stood there, holding a stick between its trotters, which was stuck in a puddle of cement in the middle of the tent.

Su Lin suddenly understood who the cement sent by Lu Zhuyu came from.

But this is a demon?

It doesn't look like it on the outside, but these wise little eyes are full of human wisdom.

So is it a demon cultivator?

It doesn't seem to be, the demon cultivator will only fuse some of the organs of the demon beast, but obviously there is no place in front of him from head to toe where he is not a pig, he is purely a pig standing up and putting on a human clothes.

"It's good to be back, let me introduce you, this is the Master of the Eight Commandments." Lu Zhuyu pointed to the pig man and introduced.

Su Lin was stunned, he looked at the cement on the ground, and then at the pig's head in front of him, which had not undergone any evolution at all, and didn't know what to say for a while.

In just a few seconds, he had already completed the legendary life of Master Bajie, who may have come from the earth like him and mastered the technology of making cement, but unfortunately something went wrong when he crossed over, and his soul crashed into the body of a pig.

Fortunately, this world can rest, so relying on various opportunities, Bajie can finally walk like a human.

If nothing else, it ...... No, it should be him, he should have come because of that code notice.

"You're ...... And the notice came?" Su Lin asked hesitantly.

"Well, but you didn't tell me the answer, so I don't know if it's right or not, but Master Bajie knows the name of Sanba Dagai, and he also knows how to use it, so I invited him over first, what is the answer that Master Bajie said?" Lu Zhuyu looked at Bajie.

"No need to answer, just by the name of Bajie, I know there can be no mistake! We're the folks of the old." Su Lin sighed, stepped forward and stretched out his hand with emotion, and said excitedly, "It's really not easy for us to meet here, it's very hard to live like this, right?"

"You are also from Kuwozhuang in Dayang County?" Zhu Bajie asked in an awkward voice.

Su Lin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "You don't need it, right? If you come from one place, don't be nervous."

"I know, you misunderstood, you are not from Kuwozhuang, you and my master are from the same place."

"Master?"

"Yes, you're from Earth, aren't you? That's my master's hometown, and when I saw the strange change posted by the Inspector's Mansion, I knew that the person who asked this question and my master were from the same place, and the master said that people from that place liked to use this code, but Emperor Gaozu didn't know why he didn't use this code."

The story that Su Lin originally conceived was rejected, and a new story took shape in Su Lin's mind: a traverser traveled to this immortal cultivation world, raised a pig, and talked to the pig because of boredom on weekdays, but the pig later cultivated into refinement, so he knew a lot of knowledge that did not belong to this world.

But then a new question arises, why does this pig make cement?

It's understandable that people talk to animals because they are lonely, but generally no one teaches animals to read, write, and make cement, right? After all, playing the piano to a cow has been around since ancient times, and it is rare to teach a cow to play the piano in ancient times, not to mention teaching a pig to make cement.

However, there are no cows that can play the piano, but there are pigs who can mix cement!

And the cement mixed out of this pig is still decent.

"What is this cement?"

"The master often does it, and I watched the master learn it."

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Su Lin thinks it's outrageous, cement should be a very complicated process, and a pig can watch it from the side?

At this time, Lu Zhuyu stood up and said, "Master Bajie has already taught the craftsmen of the Shenji Battalion, which is actually very simple, and the ingredients are the same as those mentioned by Emperor Gaozu, but Emperor Gaozu did not say the processing method, so the research of the Shenji Camp has not progressed.

It's a pity to think about it now, if we could have made cement back then, the battle ten years ago wouldn't have been fought so hard, and so many people wouldn't have died, alas, it's just such a few simple steps."

Su Lin didn't care about any cement, he was now more concerned about where Zhu Bajie's owner was.

However, when he asked about the whereabouts of the other party, Zhu Bajie said that the owner may have died many years ago.

It was an ordinary day for Zhu Bajie, when he was just a pig with a name, happily eating in the pigsty, and its owner, as usual, was naked, drawing well water in the courtyard to take a shower.

According to the custom, the owner should come and add pig food to it after the shower.

But that day a man suddenly came, went into the yard and said a few words to the master, and then the master rushed into the house, and there was a deafening noise in the house, like thunder in the ears.

Later, Zhu Bajie had the wisdom of a person, and only then did he understand in his memories that it was the gunfire of the 38 Dagai.

At that time, Zhu Bajie didn't know anything, it was frightened by the loud noise and cowered in the corner of the pigsty, watching the man rush into the house, and soon heard the master's terrible screams, a blood-red figure carried the 38 big cover and rushed out of the door, rushed into the forest and disappeared.

Then the man of unknown origin came out of the house, carrying a skin in his hand.

Zhu Bajie's deepest memory of that day is that he didn't eat, and he didn't eat for several days.

But fortunately, there were other pigs, which filled their stomachs and had the strength, and finally broke the wooden fence and became a free pig.

"If a person has no skin, he is probably dead, but since I can become a human, it is reasonable for the master to live." Bajie said it as a matter of course, and he couldn't hear any feelings he had for his former master.

After listening to the other party's story, Su Lin felt depressed for a while, this kind of missed in the dark reminded Su Lin of Zhu Jiuqin, who died after crossing over, and he couldn't help but wonder with annoyance whether there was an absolute rule between the traversers.

However, Su Lin knew very well that this kind of thinking was just his ugly vilification of this terrible fate.

"Now that I've told you about the cement's practices, can I keep the promise you just made?" Zhu Bajie turned his head to look at Lu Zhuyu.

Lu Zhuyu was stunned: "This, of course, but I don't know what Master Bajie is good at, do you know any other skills?"