Chapter 25 Monk Jia sighs

Crackling, the wasps fell all over the ground. The ground looks like a layer of gold.

When you look at it, there will be water flowing out of your eyes: these corpses are so high. When they are collected, I don't know how much harvest they will be! Except for the mudslide, Shiba has not played one-tenth of this wave of monsters since the beginning of the game, and the level is incomparable.

And this is a shameful gain without work!

Just wait for these two groups to lose both sides, and Shi Ba can go up to help them collect their bodies.

The task now is to stand by and watch. Soy sauce.

For a while, Shi Ba actually had a feeling of doing nothing. The battle on the field was so hot, but he seemed to be sitting in the cinema and watching a movie. The creatures on the screen and him are in two different worlds.

No sense of participation, no sense of existence.

Soy sauce, soy sauce. Do you want to have a good time? No, whoever you touch will be killed. In this level of battle, my own strength is completely int qualified to participate in. In Shi Ba's heart, all kinds of thoughts kept emerging, hovering, sometimes happy, suddenly regretful, and suddenly lost.

A fat man is not a balloon. He can get swollen by blowing his breath. Instead, you should eat every steamed bun in a down-to-earth way. The master is not blown up, but practice the basic skills in a down-to-earth way, honing skills, operation, consciousness, spirit and soul in battle. Practice yourself in battle, surpass yourself in difficulties, and improve your own realm in continuous training and transcendence. Thinking of this, Shi Ba didn't feel excited again.

"I'm free now. It's better to open the forum and see how other players play. Do it when you think of it.

When Shiba opens the forum, an independent interface emerges in the air, like a piece of translucent glass floating in mid-air. As Shiba sends out various instructions in his heart, the content of the forum is constantly switching, becoming all kinds of information that Shiba wants to see. There are guild recruitment, technical communication, video, B, and show B.

Pret. B is not good. I'm pretending. Show B is really good. I'm showing.

All kinds of content come in a variety of ways. While it is an eye-opener, I can't stand it. Most of this massive amount of information is information spam. It's not like the Taoist scriptures he usually reads. Sometimes a sentence or word can figure out a paper and a brick-sized book. The gap is too big to get used to it.

Shiba is rummaging and picking up in the garbage dump of information, looking for useful things. Suddenly, the system prompt sounded. Open it and see that it is a private chat sent by Shi Qi.

"Xiao Ba, guess who I saw?"

"Who is it?"

"Fake monk!"

The fake monk's surname is Jia Mingtan. He usually loves to recite Buddha's name, and even greets people. His hands are folded, Amitabha. Therefore, he is nicknamed a fake monk, and Gaija is a fake homonym. He is a little younger than Shi eight, and he is a classmate who has been in the same class for more than seven or eight years.

"Why did he come into the game?" Shi Ba asked in surprise.

Monk Jia's family conditions are actually quite good, but he is dedicated to Buddhism, and he rarely uses computers, and he is also a master who doesn't play games. He played online games, just like Shi Ba. The sun came out in the west.

"Haha. It's funny to say this. His mother was afraid that he would recite the Buddha wholeheartedly. If she couldn't think about being a real monk in the future, she would have no grandson. Later, I don't know who said that playing games can be addictive. She thought that she would rather let the child be addicted to playing games than let the child recite the Buddha's name. So as soon as the summer vacation was over, I was sure which game was the most popular, so I pushed Jia Monk and promoted the game.

"..." Shi eight directly sends an ellipsis to indicate speechless.

"The more funny one is still in the future. Jia sighed that this boy was unwilling to enter the game. When choosing a career, he chose the monk in the monk. Then guess what? He went out of the novice village and did not fight monsters or practice. He directly went to the temple to borrow scriptures to read.

"I'm dizzy."

"It's more fun. There are really Buddhist scriptures in that temple!"

"Then I borrowed it?"

"It's more than that! The old monk in the temple said that he had a rare Buddha nature and directly accepted him as an apprentice.

"I'm dizzy again. This TM is also okay!"

"It's not over yet. The matter of receiving apprentices is equivalent to being triggered by this boy a hidden task, and there are rewards for hidden tasks. His reward is said to be a special profession and some special skills.

What skill? What kind of occupation?"

"He hasn't used it. I'm afraid he doesn't know. Anyway, he doesn't care. I have been burying my head in the temple all day.

"I'm still dizzy. He is really a non-human power!"

"His mother finally rescued him from Hukou and sent him to the wolf's den again!"

"Speaking of which, since he recites scriptures in the temple all day, how did you find him?" Shi Ba asked strangely.

"Do the task. When I went to the temple, I accidentally saw him sitting there reading scriptures alone, and a large number of people gathered around him. Think about it, how novel it is for a player not to play good games and go to the temple to read scriptures. People who have been to the temple know that there is such a god as him. According to legend, he is also a person now.

"..." Shiba can only be speechless.

"Let's get to business! At least he is a hidden profession made by a perverted hidden task, and he doesn't know what perverted skills he has learned. When you have time, you can explore his bottom and see if you can add him to our team. Shi Qi gossiped happily for a long time and finally began to talk about business.

"You've seen him. Why don't you add him by the way?" Shi Ba asked strangely.

"It's not that you don't know that I don't agree with him." Shi Qi said depressedly.

Shiba suddenly appeared. Shi Qi and Jia Tan are probably enemies in their previous lives. Since primary school, they have not seen each other.

It's Shi Ba and Jia Tan. One Xiangdao, one loves Buddha, and in a class, they are all different. It smells the same. The two idle people communicated with each other from time to time, talked about the mystery, but also became good friends.

So Shi Qi didn't invite himself, but asked Shi Ba to invite him. With the relationship between Shi Ba and Jia Tan, Jia Tan must agree.

"What's his name in the game?"

"Shang Jia sighed."

"...Is it that he really wants his mother not to have a grandson?" Shi Ba was shocked.

"Haha. It's not impossible!" Seven great pleasures.

At the end of the private chat with Shi Qi, Shi Ba couldn't help but be happy. This monk Jia is really a wonderful man!

I added Jia Tan's friend by the way.

"Myna? Is it you? Are you also playing this game? Jia Tan also expressed surprise.

The Eighth Brother is the nickname of Shiba. The people in the class who are younger than him are called Eighth Brother, and those who are older than him are also called Eighth Brother.

"Yes. I can't believe that you are also playing.

"Ha ha. It's fate."

"Go away! My orientation is normal." Shi Ba was in a happy mood and couldn't help joking.