Journey to the West: Plundering the Worlds

He has a good eloquence, and now he is talking eloquently, and he actually told the history of Los Angeles' development all over.

The more Zhang Xiaofan listened, the more shocked he became, at the end, he couldn't help taking a breath, and said, "This emperor is too selfless. Didn't he ask the people to do something?"

"It's the same with you strangers."

This time not only the burly man was talking, but others also interrupted, "They all look at our emperor with different eyes, how can we know the greatness of our emperor and the gods? Let me tell you the truth. For several years, we only If you offer incense with sincerity, you can usually achieve what you want. However, the gods have never asked us to do anything. If someone dares to slander and insult such gods and emperors, I will be the first to let him go! "

"That's right. Me too!"

……

When the people in the inn talked about the emperor and the gods, their eyes were shining, and the admiration and joy in their eyes were hardly concealed.

Think of all the things you've seen along the way.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi looked at each other, speechless, began to eat and pick up vegetables silently.

After dinner.

In the guest room of the inn.

Seeing that there was no one around, the two began to discuss in a low voice.

"Our goal of coming here has been completed more than half. Next, if necessary, we can go to the Temple of the City God to see the situation. Try the reality of the City God."

"This……"

Lu Xueqi hesitated for a moment, and said, "I don't know if you have the feeling of being spied on?"

"Huh? It turns out that senior sister, you also feel the same way."

"Looks right."

Lu Xueqi looked up at the void, and murmured, "It is rumored that the City God can create a legal domain in the void to protect all living beings! This seems to be true. We have been targeted by the City God."

"So what if we're watching. We've kept a low profile enough. Besides, there are countless people coming and going in this city. No matter how powerful the City God's eyes are, it's impossible for everyone to watch."

"What you said is not unreasonable. However, I don't think it is necessary to do the worship of the city god and test the truth."

Lu Xueqi said in a concentrated voice, "In my opinion, the most important thing is to tell the head what we have seen in detail."

"But those people in Fenxiang Valley..."

"They are them. We are us. Just report it as it is."

Lu Xueqi took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Xiaofan, "This is a letter I wrote last night, just in case, you can send someone to send it back right now."

"That, all right."

Zhang Xiaofan turned around and left.

After a while.

Zhang Xiaofan came back, discussed with Lu Xueqi carefully, and then went to sleep.

……

Zhang Xiaofan sleeps in the upper bunk next to Lu Xueqi.

Being in a foreign land, he couldn't sleep well in the first few days, but by now, he might have gotten used to it, and fell asleep after a while.

in a dream.

He felt as if someone was pulling him to gallop towards a vast area.

He wanted to open his eyes, but felt that the eyelids were very heavy, and he couldn't open them no matter what, but through a gap in the mist, he still faintly saw the two people holding him, a tall man in white clothes, holding a mourning stick. Tall and thin, with a pale complexion and a long tongue, the official hat on his head is written with the words "get rich at first sight"; a man in black clothes, holding a small black banner, has a fierce face, a wide body and a fat body, with the official hat on There are four characters "Tianxia Taiping" written on it.

"Black and white impermanence?!"

Zhang Xiaofan shuddered, Dang even woke up from fright!

He hurriedly scanned the left and right, but saw that the black and white impermanence had already floated to the door impressively.

On the left and right of him, there were more than a dozen ferocious ghost soldiers in black clothes standing on one side with long sticks in their hands, and looking forward, there was a tall man sitting on a vast high platform , Green face, majestic officials.

The official looked like the King of Hades recorded in ancient legends.

Reminiscent of all the things he saw in a trance along the way, Zhang Xiaofan grimaced, feeling terrified, uneasy, and at the same time feeling like crying without tears.

"I, I, am I dead?!"

He can see it.

At the moment, he is in a temple.

The black mist billowed outside, and the howling of ghosts could be heard from time to time. This area really resembles the legendary scene of hell.

Thinking clearly, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help feeling sad, he was still young, how could he die now? !

"Bah!"

A smile flashed in Yan Wang's eyes, but soon, with a solemn face, he slapped the gavel and shouted loudly, "Who is under the hall!""

"Zhang, Zhang Xiaofan."

Zhang Xiaofan is dubious about ghosts and gods.After all, he has personally experienced the Zhouyi incident, and he almost believes in the so-called fairy gate.

Since there is a fairy gate, it makes sense that there are gods.