That kind of magical dog should not get lost or run away with the little bitch.
There is only one way to say it, Yang Jian had too many enemies before.
Now that he is no longer a god, although his enemies dare not trouble him, killing a dog shouldn't be a big deal, right?
It’s just that those who can do such things are not ordinary gods.
Even if Yang Jian is no longer a god, his magic is still there.
And everyone with a discerning eye knows that Yang Jian will return to heaven sooner or later and become his True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao.
Who would offend such a powerful opponent in the future?
Recalling that when he dealt with the former Plague God just now, Yang Jian not only carried his personal hatred from three thousand years ago, but also vented his personal anger for the loss of the Howling Heavenly Dog.
But having said that, where are the brothers Rikishi and Hejun?
There is also the spiritual consciousness hidden in my body. Did they lure Yang Jian here? The plan borrowed the hand of Erlang Shen to send away the former God of Plague.
But now that Yang Jian is by my side, I don't dare to ask him tentatively for fear of exposing some flaws.
Hamo is also dead, and the matter at Shenxianpu is basically over.
Just when Yang Jian and I were about to leave here, we saw a familiar figure sticking his head out of the adobe house in the distance.
A familiar face of a big boy with Down syndrome gave me a silly smile, and then the owner of this face, Zhuge Zhengqi, waved to me and said:
"Donor, why are you two together, Zhenjun?"
"What does it mean to be together?"
Before the ugly Taoist priest could finish his words, I interrupted him.
Seeing Zhuge Zhengqi safe and sound, a big stone blocking my heart finally fell to the ground.
But I still had to say what I wanted to say. At that moment, I continued to say to the ugly Taoist priest:
"Brother, what you said is so outrageous.
Those who don’t know think what happened to Erlang Shen and me.
The two of us are standing together, and there is no other way to be together."
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Yang Jian glanced at me and continued:
"Unless Your Highness, you fail to ascend successfully in this life, when I come down to earth, I will stop by to visit your grave."
"Master Erlang, you are still telling a joke, hahaha
But I’m lying down and you’re standing? It’s so embarrassing.”
After I laughed, I walked towards Zhuge Zhengqi with a smile.
Looking at the ugly Taoist priest who was doing nothing, I said to him:
"Brother, where have you been these days?
I'm just wandering around in this fairy shop by myself. If Erlang hadn't arrived, I almost would have ended up here."
Zhuge Zhengqi first looked at Yang Jian with a vague look, then smiled bitterly and said:
"I'm also confused.
That day, after my car was struck by lightning and overturned, I lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I was already in the hospital.
After asking around, I found out that he was sent there by a passing truck driver, and he was unconscious for three days and three nights.
After I woke up, I searched all over the world for you, but I searched for several kilometers around the accident site, but I didn't hear any news about you.
Aren't I in a hurry, so I used a thousand tricks to find your whereabouts?"
When he heard Zhuge Zhengqi talking about Thousand Stratagems, Yang Jian's face, which was still watching the excitement, changed slightly.
"At such a young age, you can actually perform thousands of tricks."
He interrupted Zhuge Zhengqi's words, looked him up and down, and continued:
"It looks like I'm getting ready to see you in heaven."
I don't know what Thousand Stratagems is, but judging from Yang Jian's reaction, this kind of magic should be incredible.
Zhuge Zhengqi smiled at Yang Jian and said:
"There are thousands of variations of the Thousand Stratagems, and I won't just peek into them.
Among them, Silk Road is the one I am most familiar with.
It was also my good luck. When I found the entrance to the mountain, the silk edge was broken.
I didn’t expect that I would suddenly find Si Yuan again.”
"Okay, if you have anything to say, let's talk outside."
Before Zhuge Zhengqi could finish speaking, I grabbed him and walked towards the outside of Shenxian Shop.
As he walked, he said:
"Take me out quickly, buddy, you don't know how I've been living these days.
For several days, I only drank a bowl of watery beef soup and a half-year-old corn.
Brother, you don’t know, when you are hungry, you can think of all the delicious food.
In fact, there is no need for any delicacies, just a big steamed bun fresh out of the pan, and a piece of pickles and dumplings will be very satisfying."
Yang Jian did not follow him. It seemed that he was still wandering around the fairy shop, trying to find his lost Howling Dog.
Seeing that I had distanced myself from Erlang Shen, I told Zhuge Zhengqi what had happened in the fairy shop in the past few days.
Just letting Yang Jian eavesdrop, I reduced the appearance of the divine consciousness, the strong man and the crane king.
It was replaced by Hamo who knew the identity of the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven and wanted to stage a drama where I was kidnapped by Niu Shengying and he saved me but was seen through.
When I said this, I kept blinking at the ugly Taoist priest.
Zhuge Zhengqi nodded slightly and followed my words and said:
"Then donor, you are so dangerous, even the hidden God of Plague dares to attack you."
While we were talking, the two of us walked to the temple and saw a few big men in suits, asking one by one the old men and women who lived here.
Several of them looked familiar to me. They were the stewards of Erlang Temple who came to Luoshen Temple not long ago to serve Yang Jian.
It seems that they followed Yang Jian in to look for the Howling Dog, and unintentionally discovered the affairs of Hamo, the former god of plague.
Seeing Zhuge Zhengqi and I walking over, these people stopped what they were doing and came over to say hello respectfully.
While the ugly Taoist priest was saying some polite words to them, I leaned over and said:
"Brothers, how come I heard that your second son-in-law is in disgrace - no, he has lost his dog?
Can that big Howling Sky Dog be lost so easily?
Don't worry, the worst thing is that some little bitch will take you away.
After a few months, it came back with its wife and cubs.
At that time, the second son of your family will be promoted to a grandfather.
That big family, son, daughter-in-law, grandson, granddaughter.”
The leading steward did not dare to answer my words. He smiled awkwardly and then said to me:
"You old man, stop joking.
Our Erlang Temple has become popular. Now everyone has stopped what they are doing and goes out to look for the Howling Dog.
My True Lord has already spoken,
Whoever provides information about the Howling Sky Dog will be rewarded 100 million to the person who can find it.
If anyone harms the Howling Sky Dog, no matter whether he is a human or a god, my True Lord will destroy his soul."
I stuck out my tongue and said:
"It's such a big fuss
Brother, tell me how the Howling Sky Dog was lost.