Bu Liuxian just walked around in the guest bedroom, holding on for a minute, and convinced Yang Jian, the former Guankou Erlang, the True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao?
From my memory, the few times Yang Jian appeared were all related to big figures like Guangwu Heze.
Even the most important things in the world were ignored by Yang Jian.
How did Bu Liuxian negotiate? Yang Erlang was captured in less than a minute.
I didn’t say it, Yang Jian, you have fallen
Bu Liuxian saw my confused expression, he smiled and said:
"I don't know if today is Taishang Laojun's birthday. Laojun is happy, and it also makes me, an old Taoist priest, happy.
I just called the Mortal Erlang Temple General Altar. What a coincidence. The person who answered the phone was Yang Xian, the owner of the general altar.
Yang Jian is right next to Yang Xian, and he heard that we wanted to ask him for help.
The second man immediately grabbed the phone and nodded in person to agree.
I said I would come over here, and the old Taoist priest hung up the phone before I could say anything polite.
I took a look at the call time and it was only forty-six seconds."
I didn't expect Bu Liuxian to invite Yang Jian so smoothly. Originally, I wanted to follow the example of the ancient Liu Mou who visited the thatched cottage three times.
Now you don't have to look twice, they will deliver it to your door.
Seeing Bu Liuxian dancing excitedly, I had to pour a basin of cold water on him and said:
"Man, look at your smile - I can see your tonsils.
Do you think there is a possibility that Yang Jian is just being polite to you?
Or maybe he has something urgent to do and is waiting to hang up the phone.
They didn't hear what you said at all, so hang up the phone first and then talk.
Just watch.
When you wake up tomorrow, if you call that Erlang Temple Headquarters again, Yang Jian will probably just say a word."
When I said this, there was a knock on the door.
Now Shen Yitian is by my side. Another enemy, He Nanxing, was frightened by Bu Liuxian and did not dare to cause trouble again for a while.
I was closest to the door at this time, so I simply walked over and opened the door.
He stopped Zhuge Zhengqi, who was about to open the door, and continued to say while walking towards the door:
"Can Yang Erlang say: Did I tell you to come?"
You heard me wrong, what I said was—it’s really here.”
While I was talking, I had already opened the door and saw a tired Yang Jian standing at the door.
Before I could recover, he glanced at me first, then at the three people in the living room, and then said:
"That's what you said - do you want me to leave?"
“I’m here but I still want to leave.”
I grabbed Yang Jian with a smile, dragged him into the living room, and said:
"Isn't that right? Just now Bu Liuxian couldn't believe that he could invite a god as big as you here.
He keeps asking me if he heard me wrong
I told him, can Jiro Guanguchi be like you? What he said was a sure thing.
The earth is shaking when he spits out foam.
If you say so, you will definitely come. Why don't I come and open the door for you?
How about it? His Majesty’s godson will open the door for you personally.
I think I have both face and lizi."
Yang Jian is a reserved person, and he can't stand my enthusiasm.
After he was finally dragged into the living room by me, he looked at me and said:
"Your fake politeness reminds me of a friend named Sun."
I laughed, looked back at Bu Liuxian and the other three, and said:
"Did you hear that?
Erlang Shen said that I look like the Monkey King, the Monkey King. Look at what they said, you’re a meaty guy."
"It's not that monkey, you really don't deserve this"
Yang Jian interrupted me and then continued:
"The man named Sun is a fat man."
After saying something incomprehensible, Yang Jian turned his attention to Master and Disciple Bu Liuxian and Shen Yitian, who was a little embarrassed.
Perhaps because he felt the magical energy emanating from the puppet made from the immortal's body on Shen Yitian, Yang Jian looked at him and frowned slightly.
Then, the third eye on Yang Erlang's forehead opened slightly to take a closer look at where the magic was emanating from.
At this moment, Bu Liuxian walked over with a smile, but before he could speak, Yang Jian's face had already changed color.
Yang Erlang suddenly took a few steps back. As he stepped back, he reached out to cover the third eye on his forehead, and then shouted to the old guy:
"Stop! Don't go forward.
Bu Liuxian, what does this smell like on you! What kind of magic did you use to damage my heavenly eye?"
As he spoke, Yang Jian's hand covering his third eye relaxed.
The birthmark on his forehead, which looked like an eye, turned red and swollen, and yellow pus even leaked out of the gap.
Seeing Yang Jian's appearance, Bu Liuxian was startled. The old guy stood there helplessly, and then took a few steps back under Zhuge Zhengqi's reminder, and then said:
"How do you say this?
Mr. Erlang, I have the smell of an old Taoist priest.
But this isn’t the first time you’ve smelled it. Nothing happened before, so why is there such a big fuss today?”
At this time, Zhuge Zhengqi took a bottle of mineral water and walked over to clean the 'birthmark' on Yang Jian's forehead.
Only then did Yang Erlang feel better. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Before, I was an immortal and had an immortal body to protect me. Your smell was nothing.
Now I am a mortal, and my eyes are extremely pure and pure, so I cannot stand even a little bit of filth.
Bu Liuxian, thanks to your gift this time, I can no longer use my heavenly eye for the time being."
The old guy grinned, rubbed his hands awkwardly, and said:
"Master Erlang, I really didn't know there would be such a result.
If I had known this, I would never have dared to be in the same room with you, old Taoist priest."
"Old guy, it's useless to say anything now.
If I had known you could harm Erlang Shen like this, I would have opened the window and pushed you down just now."
Seeing that Yang Jian was fine, I came over and gave him a fight, haha.
Then I found a band-aid in the medical bag in the room and put it on Yang Jian's forehead.
After being washed with clean water and put on a band-aid to block out the smell of Bu Liuxian, Yang Jian felt a little better.
After he took a breath, he looked at the few of us and said:
"Now tell me, what's the point of inviting me here?
Did you get the news about He Nanxing and contact me to arrest him?"
"It's not He Nanxing, it's something else."
After I took a look at Yang Jian, Shen Yitian looked a little submissive and said to him:
"Family, it's your turn to say the rest.
You can't blame everything on me. It's your turn to speak for yourself."
Only then did Shen Yitian tell Yang Jian everything about him and Si Dongtian.