Chapter 1032

After little Mo left, the village returned to its usual tranquility. Everyone went back to drinking and chatting, spending a happy and fast night, and Lin Ye also had a few extra cups and then slept soundly.

The next day, when Lin Ye woke up, the sun outside the window was about to set.

"Ah, who wakes up first from the great dream, I know my life myself, thatched cottage... sigh, Mash, why are you looking at me like that?"

Lin Ye looks at the junior at the door, not understanding. At this moment, the look in the junior's eyes is a strange one.

"Senior, this poem doesn't seem to be your line, does it? It seems like it would be more appropriate for Lord El-Melloi II to recite it."

Lin Ye...

"Mash, don't be so rigid, okay? Things like poems, isn't it the same whoever recites them?"

Just as Lin Ye was considering whether to popularize some common sense for the junior, at this moment, a sound of conversation outside the window attracted Lin Ye's attention.

"Lord Arash, Cursed Arm, I'll leave this village to you. If anything happens, go ask Boss Lin Ye for help. He is an omnipotent god; he can solve anything."

"Hey! Cursed Arm, don't mythologize me, okay? You're putting me on such a pedestal, I'm under a lot of pressure."

Lin Ye, having finished washing up, walks out of the room and sees Cursed Arm and Hundred Faces fully armed, giving instructions to Yan Zui and Arash. They look like they are about to go on a long journey.

"Boss, you're awake. We were thinking about not waking you up; it seems our voices were still a bit too loud."

Lin Ye: "Whether the voice is loud or not doesn't matter to me. Whether I sleep or not is actually fine for me, but for me, sleeping is still a very enjoyable thing. By the way, what are you guys doing?"

Hearing Lin Ye's inquiry, the two naturally don't hesitate, and Hundred Faces says directly:

"It's like this: after my investigation, we discovered that one of our Hassans was actually captured by Camelot, so we are preparing to go save her."

Cursed Arm Hassan on the side also nods and adds: "Actually, Hassan wouldn't normally be captured, because Hassan would choose to commit suicide the moment they were captured, but this one's situation is a bit special. She... doesn't have the constitution to commit suicide."

"I understand." Lin Ye nods; he already knows who Cursed Arm is talking about.

Hassan of the Serenity, that Hassan with a naturally poisonous body. Her whole body is full of poison; to be precise, not only her body, but even the fragrance she emits is enough to kill someone instantly!

This ability is simply a weapon of mass destruction on the battlefield! Unfortunately, it seems a bit weak for frontal confrontation between Heroic Spirits.

After all, not everyone dies from poisoning like Chiron, Heracles, or Tristan, and besides, the tragic fates of those three were changed by him.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye also says silently to them: "In that case... count me in."

"Huh?? This, Boss, we're just going to save someone, it's not like we're launching an all-out attack, there's no need!" Cursed Arm waves his hand quickly; he always feels that Lin Ye doing this kind of thing is a bit of a waste of time.

But Lin Ye doesn't think so; he has infinite time and is not afraid of wasting it. Besides, this doesn't count as a waste of time.

Looking at Lin Ye's firm gaze, Cursed Arm nods and prepares to go with Lin Ye.

And at this moment, on a wasteland:

"Wuwu! So scary! So scary! Wuwu! I just drank a little of your water, why are you chasing me!"

On the wasteland, a figure holding a Zen staff runs constantly. Perhaps because the activity is too intense, her two big watermelons are trembling.

The figure is none other than the demon monk Xuanzang Sanzang. After she left Camelot, she lived a life of hardship and helplessness. Let alone being well-fed and clothed, just now she drank two sips of water by a lake, and these demonized beasts chased her for eight hundred meters!

Xuanzang Sanzang runs constantly, completely forgetting that she is also a powerful top-tier Servant. Perhaps in her mind, she is still a monk with no power to truss a chicken, rather than a powerful Heroic Spirit.

Hum!!

Just as Xuanzang Sanzang was about to have another marathon, suddenly, all the beasts in front stopped in their tracks. The moment Xuanzang Sanzang looked back, she clearly saw that all the beasts in front had now turned into extremely hard stone statues!

"Are you alright?" A man's voice rings out. Xuanzang Sanzang looks in the direction of the voice and sees three figures descending from the sky, like gods.

"Ah!! Finally saved!!" At this moment, Xuanzang Sanzang is as happy as a child.

And looking at this sexy and enchanting Xuanzang Sanzang in front of him, the corners of Lin Ye's mouth cannot help but twitch.

Sigh~ I really don't understand why this Xuanzang Sanzang's pectorals are so exaggerated.

After muttering "This is the Type-Moon world, this is the Type-Moon world" to himself a few times, Lin Ye looks at Sanzang helplessly and says:

"I say... you are also a dignified Heroic Spirit, being chased around by beasts—doesn't that lose face for Heroic Spirits?"

"I... I..." Sanzang sobs aggrievedly: "But I don't know how to fight at all. There are no disciples here, and I can't even hear the Bodhisattva's voice... I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have given my three disciples a vacation, but they have their own things to do. Wujing has been single for so many years, Wuneng has been divorced once, but abandoning his wife and children is even more hateful! And Wukong..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Ye stops Sanzang's muttering. Although this Sanzang is of a different gender, this nagging ability is exactly the same.

"Alright, my name is Lin Ye, this is Hundred Faces and Cursed Arm. If you keep walking in the direction I point, you will be able to see a village. Then, just report my name."

"Lin Ye! This name! That's great! Are you also from the Great Tang of the Eastern Lands!" At this moment, the look in Sanzang's eyes when she looks at Lin Ye lights up.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, the night of the wedding, the time of the golden list...

Being able to meet a fellow countryman in this kind of place is truly something that makes people happy!

Looking at the excited Sanzang, Lin Ye cannot bear to deny her words, after all...

Although the Tang Dynasty of the era he is in has been extinct for thousands of years, as long as the Chinese heritage exists, everyone is of the same nation. Saying they are fellow countrymen is nothing strange.