Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 69 Deyue, Junan

It was almost dusk, and the sky began to drizzle.

Marshal Canopy rushed in before the raindrops fell, and picked up Layman Jingxuan.

Sitting on a chariot pulled by four celestial horses, the scenery of the heavenly world flashes quickly under your feet.

It was rainy and foggy, the sky-high mountain scenery, and the buildings on the mountain stretched for tens of thousands of miles. At first glance, it looked like a set in dry ice on a stage.

Everywhere, the caves are ethereal and dusty, the blooming splendor, and the circling celestial birds and auspicious animals make people feel that the blessings are endless and the worldly thoughts disappear.

"It's raining well!"

Layman Jingxuan looked at the scenery in the distance, and sincerely admired, "The past, misty rain and towers are all like a dream!"

Tianpeng turned his head to look at him, without saying a word, he raised the rein in his hand,
"drive!"

The Tianma raised its hooves and drove past at high speed, throwing two thin streams of rain behind it.

"After this incident, Si Zheng has gained a firm foothold in the court. What plans do you have in the future?"

"A month ago, I was just an ignorant and ignorant little soldier. I didn't know where tomorrow, the future or the accident would come first. Now that I have such a situation, I am content with myself. How can I have any plans?"

Layman Jingxuan wrapped the blanket tightly around her body.

After returning from Xu Yuan, he always felt a little cold in his heart. Although the blanket could not warm his heart, it gave him a sense of security.

"Don't tell the truth!"

Tianpeng is a rough person, so he naturally doesn't understand Layman Jingxuan's sentimentality, so he laughed and said, "Alright, when we get down to Derui Building, we'll drink three glasses of Fontainebleau, and we'll see how reserved you are!"

"I'm a man with a family now, you can't corrupt me with wine!"

Returning to the canopy in a serious manner, Wang Jingxuan's eyes flashed with curiosity again, "The... stove in Deyuelou is so fun to play with. As for letting the marshal linger?"

"Vulgar!"

Tianpeng also replied solemnly, "Playing is not the right word, it should be tasting, and Deyuelou is so good, it's not what you think at all."

He blinked, and changed his expression, "Brother is going to test you, what's the first thing to do when you see a beautiful woman?"

doing what?
Of course it's... something I love to do.

But the canopy raised the tone so high, the answer is obviously vulgar.

"Of course it's communication. If you want to communicate with each other, you know my strengths, and I know your depth!"

Layman Jingxuan gestured with his hands and gave Tianpeng a comprehensible expression.

"Brother, I also thought so at first, but Deyuelou opened my eyes. It turned out that the first thing I saw when I saw a beauty was to smell the fragrance!"

smell?Are you sure it's two and not three?

"Well, Xiangwen, you don't know that the fragrances on beauties are different, and the perfect furnace will have a faint fragrance that is unique on its body. Otherwise, why do you say that the country is beautiful and heavenly fragrance?"

Well, you guys really know how to play.

Layman Jingxuan pouted, "Which type of fragrance does the marshal like?"

"Osmanthus fragrance is so close to the world!"

Canopy's words without hesitation caused Layman Jingxuan's eyes to tremble.

Passing the stone tablet marked by Deyue Building, Marshal Tianpeng's car driver drove straight in, familiar with the road and face, and didn't need to be greeted at all.

Moreover, Deyue Building is not a building, it is a complex of villas covering a vast area.

Private clubs are the same in ancient and modern times.

Layman Jingxuan was complaining in his heart, when he suddenly heard an ethereal piano sound, which sounded from an unknown distance away, but it was heard clearly in his ears.

"Do you smell it?"

The canopy twitched its nose, "The unique formula of Deyuelou, Osmanthus Tianya tailor-made for Miss Yaoxin?"

"Why do I only hear the sound of the piano?"

Layman Jingxuan replied, and then saw the canopy showing a relieved expression,

"It means that you have no destiny with Yaoxin, so let's meet your fairy Yaoqin later!"

What is this?Is my Layman Jingxuan that kind of person?
When the two got out of the carriage, Tianpeng didn't even go directly to find his "Scent of Osmanthus" beauty, but followed the young servant who came to pick him up, and came to a private hot spring bath.

"Brother, when you first saw killing in the daytime, soak in hot soup to get rid of the chill in your heart,"

Tianpeng is someone who has been there before, and he knows the feelings of Layman Jingxuan at a glance, "It just so happens that you and my brother meet each other honestly, let's have a good chat!"

"Hmm~"

Layman Jingxuan was also an old Jianghu in his previous life, so he took off his clothes and walked down the pool without any hesitation, "I heard that you have a way of fighting in bed, is it true?"

"I heard that your teacher is good at harvesting and nourishing techniques, has he passed it on to you?"

The two old sex critics tested each other, chatted with each other, and the atmosphere quickly became heated.

The smoky water vapor dispelled the chill in Layman Jingxuan's heart, and he suddenly felt that he had returned to the warm and comfortable life in the world.

There had long been a maid standing by her side, rubbing her shoulders and back attentively, serving carefully.

"Is this also... just taking off and not landing?"

Layman Jingxuan slandered in his heart, "Heaven and earth are just like routines."

But seeing Canopy leaning his head on the Tangquan stone wall, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep, but suddenly said:
"The layman showed his big face this time, brother, I can also see that when it comes to repairing magic weapons and making weapons, no one is your opponent.

Layman Jingxuan: "Isn't there still Grandpa Lu Ban? He is the ancestor of the craftsman. My two actions are incomparable to the old man."

Rolling shutter: "What do you say in the family, what is the way to make money, take your brother to play together?"

Layman Jingxuan didn't want to talk to him.

You'll be out of bounds in a while, and you're still playing with a ball!

But on a whim, he asked casually, "Are you interested in developing business in the lower realm?"

Nether?

Roller Shutter was stunned for a moment, removed the towel in his hand, and sat up, "There are resources in the lower realm, but we can't reach them? Brother, with his status and status, it's not easy to think about it, but you still have a chance!"

hum~
Layman Jingxuan closed his eyes, smiled and said nothing.

But with just closing his eyes, he had another dream.

The Hunyuan Wuji white tire turned into a little doll, crawling towards him with bare buttocks, yelling, "Daddy, hug!"

who is your father?
Layman Jingxuan grabbed Titus' calf and lifted him upside down.

The tire let out a giggle.

Then, Layman Jingxuan woke up.

Marshal Tianpeng had long since disappeared, and he was left alone, lying in the soup pool, facing the sky full of stars.

The sound of the piano sounded long and leisurely. This time, the distance was very close, just a few trees away, and the shadow of Yi Ren could be vaguely seen, hazy, but with a different romantic charm.

Ah!
Layman Jingxuan listened to the sound of the zither, and gradually realized something was wrong, the sound of the zither was too loud, it sounded soft and pleasant to the ear, but carefully discerning, it was full of gold and iron horses, swords and swords.

While containing a fierce murderous intent, it also implies a strand of insight into the vicissitudes of the world.

"who is it?"

As he shouted coldly, a figure appeared in front of him.

Covering her face with an orchid umbrella in her hand, only the corner of her light blue skirt is exposed.
"Layman, it's time to have a good chat."

Little star master?
This guy is lingering, why are you everywhere?

"What are you talking about? Are you pretending to be a prostitute, and you're not afraid of losing your status?"

The point is, it still appeared when I was taking a bath, maybe this guy has some special quirks?
"Everyone has multiple identities. If I were a prostitute, you would be a client. I don't know how Li Luan would understand this!"

Li Luan...

Layman Jingxuan suddenly panicked, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't do anything!"

"Then let's talk?"

Xiao Xing held the umbrella and pointed out a ray of star light with one hand, and Layman Jingxuan suddenly fell asleep again.

In the dream, Little Star Lord finally recovered his real body, wearing a white monk robe, and Layman Jingxuan also got dressed.

Not at all awkward.

"This should also be the last meeting before I go down to the realm. What I told you today is to finalize the candidates for the Buddhist scriptures team!"

The little star master folded his palms together and saluted, "I am Tang Sanzang. I will leave here soon to go to the promise of reincarnation in the tenth life. As for the others, the canopy counts as one. Sun Wukong can't move. If you roll the curtain, you can handle it, right?"

How did you become Tang Sanzang, shouldn't Sanzang be a golden cicada?

Who said I'm not Jin Chanzi, after all, do you really know who Jin Chanzi is?
The silent eye contact between the two lasted only for a moment.

But who is Sanzang and who is Jin Chanzi is not the point, the point is, what about the roller blind?
"That's right, since you've used your murderous intent, the position of the roller shutter is empty."

"How about a role-play?"

Layman Jingxuan had a sudden whim and escaped from the shackles of the physical body in his dream. His thoughts are always unconstrained and open.

"Today I will act, tomorrow Tai Er, the day after tomorrow... Anyway, his lines are repeated over and over again, just a few lines!"

"Master was captured by the goblin again! Second Senior Brother, Senior Senior Brother is right!"

He lowered his voice, imitating Sha Wujing's accent, and then laughed again,
"Tell me, isn't this kind of development very interesting?"

"If you can think that way, the poor monk will feel at ease!"

The figure of Little Star Lord floated away like the wind.

(End of this chapter)