super fantasy life

Chapter 92
What's going on here?
Why did I suddenly feel hot all over, like burning?
Mo Jin looked up, and it turned out that he had unknowingly walked to the edge of the moat.

At this moment, there is no pedestrian around the moat, and the setting sun is like a kind old man greeting Mo Jin with a smile.

"Si Shi, long time no see."

A kind voice sounded above the head.

"Hello, old man!"

Mo Jin replied naturally, and his identity returned to Si Shi.

"Si Shi, you kneel down, and I will wait for you?"

Waiting for Mu?Si Shi suddenly remembered that there was a voice asking him to remember:
At the beginning of every month, when the sunrise of the Eastern Rooster sings and the sky is bright, go to the top of Dongshan Mountain to receive the sun; at the middle watch of every month, when the moon is full, people make an appointment to go to Weiyang Lake Yin; at the end of each month, when the sun sets and the old crows return to their nests with old vines and old trees, they wait for a bath under the city wall.

Is today the last update?Alas, I almost forgot.

Si Shi knelt down on the ground, feeling a little guilty.

"Si Shi, from now on you have to return slowly, but you must not rush for success, you must let nature take its course."

"Old man, Si Shi made a note."

"Si Shi, I am Zhutian in the Southwest, one of the nine heavens in the dry world, and I will wait for you today."

"Thank you, Elder Immortal."

"Si Shi, you don't have to be so polite, you will need to take care of you in the future."

"Old fairy head, you are joking. How could the junior take care of you? It should be you who take care of the junior."

"Si Shi, you are the heaven and earth of the universe. Originally, you have boundless divine power. In addition, you were born in Si's family and got the mysterious way of the old man Si. From now on, you are not a super god, but you must be a great god."

"Old fairy head, why can't I understand a word you said?"

"Si Shi, you haven't officially debuted yet, and you will naturally understand when you enter the world of cadres."

"Old fairy elder, when will this junior be able to enter the Qian world?"

"Si Shi, the universe is vast, the universe is clear and clear, everything has its definite order, what should come will come naturally, what should go will naturally go, don't force it, don't break the casserole and ask the end."

"Old Immortal Elder, if you don't ask me, you can wait for me."

"Si Shi, today's Hou Mu has been completed."

"Today's waiting has been completed?"

"Unknowingly, no trace and no trace is the highest state, Si Shi, the old man will die!"

A white light disappeared in the sky.

As the sun set and the twilight merged, lanterns were lit on the wall of the moat, and a group of three or two people began to take a walk here.

Mo Jin was awakened by the voices of passers-by. It turned out that he had just fallen asleep leaning against the pillars of the archery tower on the city wall.

"You are the heavenly gang of the universe. Originally, you have boundless divine power. In addition, you were conceived in Si's family and got the mysterious way of the old man Si. From now on, you are not a super god, you must be a great god."

Mo Jin leaned against the pillar and thought back to what the elder Zhu Tian said just now.

One must be a god or a fairy in order to go to the upper world. To become a god or a fairy, mortals can only achieve it through self-cultivation. Is it possible for me?

Maybe it's possible, because what happened to me is so wonderful, time and space travel, yin and yang symbiosis, I can't figure out whether I am a mortal or not.

Mo Jin stood up, walked up to the watchtower on the city wall, bathed in the cool breeze, and looked at the lit up Fengcheng of Yiguo, his whole body was bright and transparent like never before.

With a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and a mission, Mo Jin decided to accept the baptism of the celestial body and the earth, and at the same time start to take action against other families in Fengcheng, the city of Yiguo, especially the "You Mo [-]", who must be taken down within this month. .

"Master, come on!"

The little monkey boy jumped out of his pocket to encourage Mo Jin.

"come on!"

Mo Jin held the little monkey boy in his palm.

"Master, you go forward boldly, the little monkey boy takes good care of you!"

"Thank you for your encouragement, my little monkey boy!"

Mo Jin put the little monkey boy in his pocket, walked down the city wall, and went to Dilong Music Square.

Dilong Music Square is the largest entertainment venue in Fengcheng, Yiguo, and is the property of You Mo Er.

One of the best commercial entities in Fengcheng basically belongs to Tianfeng Company of Mytharidin, but this Dilong Music Square is owned by You Moer's Dilong Company.

On the one hand, mylabris has always advocated formal operation in front of the public, and has never meddled in low-end industries.

On the other hand, the youmoer, the scorpion, started from this Dilonglefang. Even if the scorpion wants to get involved in this type of industry, it still has more than enough energy.

"Hey, we're almost waiting for you for a stick of incense."

"Hey, standing here we are tired of being watched by those stinky men."

"Hmph, those stinky men are all blowflies, buzzing so annoyingly."

"Well, there is nothing good about men in this world. It seems that if a man is good, the sun rises from the west."

Mo Jin saw Kong, Hou, Qin, and Se standing at the gate of Dilong Music Square, four beautiful women, before he approached, he complained.

He simply ignored them and walked straight into Dilong Music Square by himself.

"Hey, wait for us."

"Why are you angry?"

"Who told you to say that men in the world don't have any good things?"

"By the way, I forgot that he is also a man, a handsome man from Yushu Linfeng."

Seeing that Mo ignored them, the four women walked towards Dilong Music Square on their own, and quickly chased after them.

The lobby of Dilong Music Hall is resplendent and resplendent, with grotesque candlelight and soft music implying the beauty and filthiness here.

"Men, do you have a reservation?"

A guard stopped Mo Jin.

"they."

Mo Jin pointed back with his right hand, and walked straight forward without even looking at the man.

"We reserved private room No. [-]."

Kun walked up to the guard and showed his number plate.

"That male guest has no problem getting in, you four stop."

The guard took the number plate, but still stretched out his hand to stop Kong, Hou, Qin, and Se.

"We're with the male guest in front."

"Why should we stay?"

"Yes, why don't you let us in?"

"Take your hand away, we're going in."

The four women questioned the guard.

"Four beauties, we only accept male guests here, and we must make unified arrangements for female guests to enter."

The Yan people politely explained to Kong, Hou, Qin, and Se.

"Unified arrangement?"

"What kind of arrangement?"

"What are we going to do?"

"Could it be possible to arrange for us to amuse those male guests?"

The four women took turns to question the guard.

"Don't you understand the Meiji who spoke last? What else are you asking?"

The guard gave a ambiguous smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I understand your ass!"

Seliu's eyebrows were raised upright, and fire was about to burst out of her eyes.

"Meiji, we are Dilong Music Square here. Since you come in, you have to follow the rules of our music workshop, otherwise the consequences will be very serious. I advise you to obey the arrangement obediently and meet high-quality male guests. Small coins are indispensable, hehe."

The guards acted both hard and soft, and the politeness just now became obscene.

"Hehe, how serious is it?"

Mo Jin didn't know when he came back and stood behind Yan Ren.

"this?"

The Yan people turned around and saw that the ink was exhausted, and stopped talking.

"Tell me, what kind of serious law?"

Mo Jin pressed the Yan people.

"This is a male guest, and this is Dilong Music Square. I respect that you have reserved private room No. [-], otherwise I would have called someone long ago."

The Yan people showed no sign of weakness.

"Hehe, come on, I want to see if the person you call is three-headed and six-armed or not as good as a pig or dog."

Mo Jin dismissively.

"Men, I'm sorry."

The Yan people raised the small gong in their hands and started beating it.

(End of this chapter)