Su Lin followed his memory and found Lu Zhuyu's camp. The bonfire in the tent reflected two figures of thin and fat. Su Lin saw that the slim one was Lu Zhuyu, but the fat one could not recognize who it was, and it didn't even look like a person.

That person was so fat, as tall as Lu Zhuyu, but his body width was as wide as Lu Zhuyu, and he looked like a giant bucket.

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

The upright fat pig was wearing human clothes, and the hands exposed in the sleeves were still the hoof-shaped of the domestic pig, but the range of movement of the shoulder joints was obviously far from what ordinary pigs could achieve, and was more like a human.

The pig stood there, holding a stick with a pig's hooves, which was inserted straight into a pool of cement in the middle of the tent.

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

But is this demon?

It doesn't look very similar to the appearance, and this wise little eye is full of human wisdom.

So is it a demon cultivator?

It seems that it is not. The demon cultivator can only merge some of the organs of the monster, but obviously there is no place in front of him who looks like a pig from head to toe. He just stands up and puts on a human clothes.

"It's great that I'm back. Let me introduce you to Master Bajie." Lu Zhuyu pointed to the pig man and introduced.

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

In just a few seconds, he had already completed the legendary life of Master Bajie. Master Bajie may have come from the earth like him and mastered the technology of making cement. Unfortunately, something went wrong during the journey and his soul crashed into a pig's body.

Fortunately, the world can rest, so with various opportunities, Bajie can finally walk like a human.

If nothing unexpected happens, it... no, it should be him, he should have come because of that secret notice.

"Did you come because of...that notice?" Su Lin asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, but you didn't tell me the answer, so I don't know if it's right, but Master Bajie knows the name of the 38th Gai and knows how to use it, so I'll invite you here first. What is the answer that Master Bajie said?" Lu Zhuyu looked at Bajie.

"No need to answer. I know there is no mistake with the name Bajie alone! We are fellow villagers." Su Lin sighed, stepped forward and stretched out his hand with emotion, and said excitedly, "It's really not easy for us to encounter this. Is it very hard to live like this?"

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

Su Lin was stunned and then smiled and said, "No need? You are all from the same place, so don't be tense."

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

"Owner?"

"Yes, you are from the earth? That is my master's hometown. When I saw the strange changes posted by the Inspector's Office, I knew that the person who asked this question was from the same place as my master. The master said that everyone who came from that place liked to use this code, but for some reason, Emperor Gaozu didn't use this code."

The story that Su Lin initially conceived was rejected, and a new story took shape in Su Lin's mind: a time traveler traveled to this world of immortal cultivation and raised a pig. He actually talked to the pig because of boredom. As a result, the pig later became a spirit, so he knew a lot of knowledge that did not belong to this world.

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

It is understandable that people talk to animals because of their loneliness, but generally no one can teach animals to read, write and make cement? After all, there have been many people who have been playing the zither of cows since ancient times. It has been rare in ancient times, let alone teaching pigs to make cement.

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

And the cement mixed with this pig is quite good.

"What is this cement?"

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

"?"

Su Lin felt it was outrageous. Cement should be a very complicated process. Can a pig be watched by the side?

At this time, Lu Zhuyu stood up and said, "Master Bajie has taught the craftsmen of Shenji Camp. It is actually very simple, and it is the same as the ingredients mentioned by Emperor Gaozu. However, Emperor Gaozu did not explain the processing method, so the research on Shenji Camp has not made progress.

It's a pity to think about it now. If cement could be made back then, the battle ten years ago would not have been so hard, nor would it have been so many people. Alas, it was obviously just a few simple steps."

Su Lin was not concerned about what cement, and he was more concerned about where Zhu Bajie's master was now.

However, when he asked about the other party's whereabouts, Zhu Bajie said that the master might have died many years ago.

That day was a very ordinary day for Zhu Bajie. At that time, he was just a pig with only his name, eating happily in the pigpen. Its owner was naked as usual, digging wells in the yard to take a shower.

According to convention, after the shower is over, the owner should add pig food to it.

But suddenly someone came that day, and went into the yard and said a few words to the owner. Then the owner rushed into the house, and the room made a deafening loud noise, like a thunderbolt thunder in his ears.

Later, when Zhu Bajie had human wisdom, he realized in his memories that it was the gunshot of the 38th Great Guard.

At that time, Zhu Bajie knew nothing. He was frightened by the loud noise and cringed in a corner of the pigpen. He watched the man rush into the room. Not long after, he heard the owner's shrill scream. A blood-red figure rushed out with the 38th bulb and disappeared into the forest.

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

Zhu Bajie’s deepest memory of that day was that he had no food to eat and had no food to eat for several days.

Fortunately, there are other pigs. They have the strength to fill their stomachs and finally smashed the wooden fence and became a free pig.

"If a person loses his skin, he will probably die, but since I can become a human, the master will be reasonable to live." Bajie said it for granted, and he couldn't tell what he had about his former master.

After listening to the other party's story, Su Lin felt a little depressed. This missed mistake reminded Su Lin of Zhu Jiuqin who passed by and died. He couldn't help but wonder in annoyance whether there was an absolute rule between the time travelers that had absolutely no heads.

However, Su Lin knew very well that this idea was just his wishful thinking about this kind of bad fate.

"Since I have told the method of cement, can I fulfill the promise you just promised?" Zhu Bajie turned his head and looked at Lu Zhuyu.
Chapter completed!