In the gathering place of the people and horses, Tianzang and Liudao were crowded in a "house" that was so simple that they were not as good as a roadside shed. They were talking in a row. However, basically, Tianzang was talking to himself, while Liudao kept lowering his head and writing things, and occasionally responded to the casual words.

This pair of "brothers in distress" were not finally pulled on the fire and roasted into "suckling pigs". This was not the credit of the Six Paths. Although he claimed that his mind could think of ten or eight ways to escape the horse's mouth with a casual turn, in the end he was useless.

Because there was a small accident.

Well, it's just an accident.

This accident came from the SVD sniper rifle that Tianzang had.

After Tianzang was tied up, his sniper rifle naturally fell into the hands of the human race. However, the human race did not know what it was, and they did not know the iron thing - because this place with poor resources had never even appeared in an iron ore. However, they recognized that the buttstock of the sniper rifle was made of wood, and the wood...well, of course it was used to burn it.

So, the sniper rifle was treated as firewood and went straight into the bonfire.

As a result, the tragedy was shattered. The bullets filled with magazines were roasted and exploded directly.

It's exploded...

This is really deadly now.

After a loud boo, the group of people around the bonfire were in trouble and fell down a circle of people.

The bloody and tragic ones, even the Six Dao and Tianzang, who were used to seeing the dead, were confused at the time.

It happened that the six-dao Tianzang and the other two were being carried to the bonfire at that time. The bonfire exploded halfway through and killed a circle of people. As for those who were not dead, I believe that with the medical level that almost does not exist in this world, it will be a matter of time to die sooner or later.

The centaurs were panicked at that time, probably because they thought that gods and other existences would not let them eat the two strange-looking people, so they became angry. So after a quarrel, they hurriedly loosened the bondage of Liudao and Tianzang, and then respectfully invited the two into a "house" to rest.

The two of them were inexplicably promoted from "food" to "VIP". By this time, Tianzang's mind had not turned around yet. Why is this? Fortunately, he still knew one thing--his gun was gone.

If a sniper loses a sniper rifle, can he still be called a sniper?

So after being sent to... or locked up in this "house", Tianzang kept complaining like a resentful woman in the deep boudoir, complaining about the sky, the earth, and the air, and he never stopped even after opening his mouth.

The last six paths were really unbearable yesterday, so I had to stop what I was doing, raised my head and looked at him helplessly, then patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Jie Ai." After saying that, I stopped caring about him, lowered my head and held a small notebook, and continued to write notes on it.

And Tianzang was a little... confused.

What is sadness?

Well, Tianzang no longer wants to pay attention to this little sympathy, so he simply turned his head aside and pouted, like an angry little wife.

After a while, he felt so bored again, Tianzang turned his head back, looked at Liudao's small notebook, came over and muttered, "What are you writing?"

Liudao continued to write things in his small notebook, and said without raising his head, "Take a record."

Tianzang said in a daze: "What record?"

Liudao stopped writing helplessly and subconsciously pushed the glass sockets on the bridge of his nose. Only then did he find that there was no glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he didn't know when it was lost. There were too many things that happened before and I didn't notice them. Fortunately, the degree of his eyes was not high, and it didn't have much impact on whether he was wearing them or not. To put it bluntly, the reason why he usually wears glasses was just to make himself look gentle.

The raised hand changed to rubbing the temples, Liudao explained: "Didn't you say that those who come here will have no memory of it when they go out again."

"Oh!" Tianzang slapped his palm and suddenly realized: "It seems that he has heard from the boss."

"..." Liu Dao gave him a blank look. It was really hard to talk to an idiot. By the way, why did he explain to this idiot?

At this time, Tianzang had already understood and said, "So you wrote all the stories in the notebook. If you really forgot, you can also read the notebook?"

"Yes." Liudao glanced at him: "I finally got a little brain."

Tianzang pointed to the notebook in Liudao's hand and said, "But what if your notebook is lost?"

Liudao raised his sleeves, and at some point he had written a lot of eagle words on his fair white arms, which filled his entire arm, looking like a tattoo.

Tianzang said in surprise: "When did you write it?"

Liudao said angrily: "When you don't know."

"..." This is a very reasonable thing, but I still don't know when you wrote it?

Put down his sleeves, Liudao ignored him and continued to record in the notebook.

Liudao is a very cautious person and understands the principle that eggs must not be placed in a basket. So he did not place hope on a small book, and even recorded his body. In addition, he also had two special buttons on his clothes, one was a mini camera, and the other had a single function, with only recording functions. In addition, he also had similar devices in his shoes, and the same was true for glasses... But he didn't know when the glasses were lost.

If Tianzang had let Tianzang know that Liudao would have hidden so many videos and recording equipment in him so crazy, he would probably have shocked his chin.

Seeing that Liudao ignored him again, Tianzang suddenly felt bored again and said: "Hey Liudao, you said before that there was a way to prevent us from being roasted into pigs. What are your solutions?"

"Oh, that." Liu Dao said without raising his head: "There are many ways, but the simplest and most convenient is to pretend to be a god."

"Ha? Pretend to be a god?"

"Well, pretend to be a god." Liudao said while writing: "The more primitive and backward society is, the more fearful the unknown. As long as you show a little miracle in front of them that they cannot understand, they will regard you as a god."

Tianzang said in shock: "How do you pretend?"

"Just let your body shine." Liudao said, pressing a button on the cuff. With a light "pop", his clothes actually lit up.

This is... glowing...
Chapter completed!