Being worried, suddenly Yang Jian screamed inexplicably, raised his eyes and looked to the southwest and said: "No, something is coming!" Looking in the direction he was looking, he saw a large black cloud and peaks. The stacks are endless, like a cotton candy floating in the air to cover the clouds and the sun, not to mention hiding a few monsters, even if they hide two football stadiums, they don't know it!
"What?" Kobayashi and I stood up straight while whizzing, preparing to start with the tortoise style qigong and the slicing knife method at the same time, and said together: "Is it inside?"
"There is a difference in the depths of the clouds, although I don't know if it is a monster, but the taste is really weird," Yang Jian frowned slightly: "No, let's go and see..." Before the voice fell, the song in the cloud had started suddenly, and the speed went from 0 to 0. It only took less than ten seconds for 100, and the thunder could not cover the ears and steal the bell, and rushed into the center of the clouds in an instant!
Yang Jian's nose is really good, there are indeed a few guys here who don't know whether they are demons or humans are staying!
These three are dressed in obviously exotic costumes, broad robes, and a mess of twigs and chicken feathers on their heads. On the side of the cross, they look like the Western gods in the movie, but the things in front of them are different. It has a distinctive oriental characteristic-Ya Sa gathers on a thick cloud layer, drinking Erguotou and eating hot pot, and the red soup is full of peppers, using chopsticks to hold the fattened beef belly in the pot **A**, It seems to be drinking too much... To be honest, this combination of Chinese and Western is really rare, except for a foreign player in the Super League who was fooled out for dinner and hit him and never saw him live again!
Hearing the sound of the song in the cloud, the three didn’t react. They raised their heads for a while and then continued to lower their heads to eat Hesai. It smelled like drinking to relieve their sorrows...
Yang Jian stared at these three without saying a word, as if he was recognizing and thinking. I waited for a while and saw no results, so he took the initiative: "Big brother, these three... are they monsters?"
Yang Jianlue shook his head slightly and said, "They have a strong aura of gods, and they should not be monsters."
"It's not a monster, just forget it," I suddenly felt relieved, and said casually while holding the knife behind the back: "Then let's go-the western gods are not familiar with the road, and it is not a victory to meet the teachers. We are still busy with ourselves. go?"
Yang Jian said unmovedly: "But, they are weird..."
My busy hand stopped immediately: "What's the matter?"
"Although they look like Western gods, they still have the breath of our heavens. I have never heard of such a thing before!"
I'm a little confused now: "You mean, gods are also genetically modified?"
Yang Jian did not answer me, so Leng Ding closed his eyes, and followed the swish of white light from his forehead on the three of them. The three of them jumped up as soon as the white light shone, each holding a mess of weapons in their hands. We yelled: "Who is making trouble?"
Yang Jian sneered heavily, and walked forward slowly, Song in the Rain continued to move forward with it, and then watched him pull out the three-pointed two-edged sword, and held three fingers with one hand: "You can recognize me. ?!"
"Shen Erlang, Yang, Yang Jian?" The three gods were stunned for an instant, and they fell to the ground without realizing that their weapons crashed, and said dejectedly: "Are you here to catch us back?"
Fuck, these three actually know Yang Jian, which is strange—I haven’t heard that Yang Jian has an overseas relationship. What does this mean
At this time, Yang Jian showed that his smart side was coming. Ya Mingming couldn't remember anything when he lost his memory, but he didn't show it at all. Instead, he asked, "What do you think?"
The three of them looked at each other, and one of them, wearing a flower crown and holding a fire stick in his hand, suddenly stepped forward and said loudly, "Yang Jian, you don't want to play with us anymore. Are you here for travel? Well, we know we can't beat you, but today we don't want to be insulted anymore, so you can take our corpses back to life!"
After speaking, these three raised the weapons in their hands over their heads almost at the same time, their expressions resolute, and they looked at their posture as if they were going to find their way to their own demise, and they were determined to be better than jade, and then shouted together. : "Die your heart!"
Yang Jian was a little in a daze: "Why are you ready to die—hey, did I say I want to catch you?"
A certain Lei in the trio said angrily: "Skills can be killed and cannot be humiliated. Our changing supernatural powers have not deceived you that our skills are inferior to humans. You don't have to give us hope and then play black hands?"
Yang Jian turned his head to look at me: "Do you know these three?"
"Ah? You don't know what gun you drew?" I said in astonishment: "I thought you were an enemy just now when I saw you like that—"
"Isn't this an occupational disease?" Yang Jian's eyes flashed brightly: "I just looked at it with my eyes and found that these three are indeed our gods in China, so I just casually asked if I recognized me, who knew they had such a big reaction?"
I stomped and said, "Hey, you guys are really wary of a shot coming from the back when you see him, you said hello and showed the guy out... Forget it, let me ask you what's going on!" After talking to him, I Immediately rushed to the hot pot and the three still indignant masters beckoned: "Hey buddy, Brother Yang and we are really not here to catch you today. They are crossing the road. Only when you look weird are you just taking pictures—you see, believe it or not, you guys. Don’t pursue the issue of portrait rights, and we won’t bother you to eat hot pot anymore. Everyone will go back to each house and find each mother. What do you think?"
"Yang Jian's eyes actually have a camera function, you still said that we weren't arrested?" One of the three people was even more anxious: "Go back and print the photos on the wanted order, right?"
Co-author Ah, I didn't believe it!
My heart felt upset. When I didn’t know what to say, Yang Jian said coldly on the side: "Seriously, we talked for a long time and almost forgot about this-you will say that I lied to you and said my brother's words. Unbelievable, do you really think that I, Yang Jian, needs these methods to catch or kill? You too value yourself!"
It is indeed a super soldier with a combat power of over 100,000. He speaks more confidently than I am. A single sentence is full of wisdom and philosophy, which fully demonstrates that the truth is in the hands of the strong...
Although Xiaolin didn't understand, he also made up a knife: "Yes, you were planning to commit suicide just now. This is very important!"
The three gods gathered together to discuss the matter, and then raised their heads to calm down the matter and said to us: "Well, if Erlang really didn't come to kill us, then we thanked you here-the three came here on business. I don’t know if there is a place where the little god can help. If so, please speak up. We will never refuse!
Yang Jian snorted and did not answer, but I coldly remembered the fact that I could not speak English, so I immediately got excited, and hurriedly said: "You have reached the point, we are really troublesome-there is a boat below you see Already, we are going to find something, but we don't understand English. Do you have any tricks?"
The one who took the burnt stick immediately said: "Jerang Zhenjun and two fairy friends, I have translators in my house. If you don’t like it, I’ll be there in about half an hour. Just put it in your ears. It's all OK."
"That's great, thank you!"
Burning the fire stick and chanting the curse to summon the translator. We had nowhere to go for the time being. We simply ate the hot pot with them and drank some wine. Before we knew it, everyone became acquainted, and Yang Jian's face was no longer stretched. It has to be like a dead person. When I was happy, I asked casually: "By the way, listening to you seems to have escaped from our Huaxia escape from the Heavenly Court, and I am afraid of being captured. What is going on?"
Burning the fire stick smiled bitterly: "Isn't it because everyone's heart is not dying, and taking such a big risk to jump over is also because the treatment of the two sides is different, and the people are fortune and the birds die for food. Who told the heaven to give us too bad treatment?"
"Eh? So, you were all Chinese immortals before?"
"Yes."
"Then who are you?"
The burning stick sighed, "I am the kitchen god."
"The kitchen god? I know I know, is it the one who hides in the stove and listens to people?"
The kitchen god smiled bitterly: "Who said no? I won't say anything about the innocent officials. In the end, I will go to the sky and give a small report. This is not to eat inside and out — I came to the West in annoyance, hey, Don't tell me, I'm very different now!"
"What's the difference?" I looked at him up and down: "You are not the one who holds a small account book in your left hand and a fire stick in your right hand. Wouldn't it be better for you?"
The fire stick smiled, but Lei Gong's mouth next to him answered for him: "Although the things are the same but the names are different, he is now called the Statue of Liberty!"
Me: "... numb, it's really the same thing!"
The three gods laughed together, and Lei Gong followed his face and said: "And me, I also have a pair of wings. I am a birdman in China, and now I am called an angel in the west. Where do you want to stay?"
"That is, I have to move the land too!" I looked at the last one: "What about you?"
"In China, I was the impermanence of holding the iron chain to collect the soul. The treatment is old and bad. Not to mention that it is full of taboos to run up and down every day. For a while, there will be Buddha statues that can’t be entered, and there will be spells that can’t be entered. Anyway, everywhere. It's a pit-look, I'm playing this now!"
Finally, this one stood up, his head quickly turned into a skull, and flames burned all over his body, and a weird-looking motorcycle appeared next to him. I suddenly lost my voice: "Ghost Rider?"
"Right! Cool, right?" The Ghost Rider laughed and said, "If I don't say anything else, I have to change the boss in this style!"
After chatting with these gods who have moved to the West, the translator quickly came to us, according to the kitchen god... Uh no, after the Lady Liberty's command was put in my ears, I somehow felt the moment of multilingualism in Chinese, English, French, Russian, and German. It rushed into my heart, I heard that the reading and writing translation was approaching the tenth level. I was so excited that I almost didn't kneel down with tears in my eyes!
The Lady Liberty was stunned immediately: "What do you mean, buddy?"
"Give me two more buddies, I haven't taken the fourth grade yet. It's up to you to get the diploma!" (End of this chapter)