After listening to our words, Niu Mo couldn't help but take a breath.
After Niu Shenxian glanced at Zhuge Zhengqi and me, he laughed at himself, and then said to himself:
"What's wrong with this world? Gods are becoming more and more like mortals, and mortals are becoming more and more like gods.
I have been in heaven for so many years, and my thoughts have not moved as much as in the past few days."
I laughed, put my arm around Niu Bo's shoulders and said:
"So, Lao Niu, you have just become a patrol angel now.
I'm not talking about you. When the great gods are having a meeting and chatting, you are waiting for the meal by serving tea and water, right?
Yesterday, thanks to my blessing, I was able to eat at the same table with great gods like Yang Jian and Zhao Jianghe. Do you always have the urge to get up and pour them wine?
Old Niu, you have to be very conceited even in the sky.
After I ascend in two years, I will see you in heaven. I will at least be a star king or something, right?
By the way, how high is your patrol angel?
According to our levels in the human world, if Yang Jian, Zhao Jianghe and the others are considered to be the chief or deputy chief, you must be the chief or deputy chief after all, right?"
Niu Mo's face turned red and he said coquettishly:
"Almost, almost."
"It's almost, but it's still close. The difference is more."
I became curious, pulled the cow and continued:
"Don't leave in a hurry. Let's speak clearly. How big is the difference?"
Niu Mo's face turned red from being forced by me. Finally, he had no choice but to hesitate and said:
"I don't really understand either.
By comparison in your human world, one hundred thousand patrol angels would be considered a stock level."
"A hundred thousand patrolling angels
Old Niu, you are one in a hundred thousand."
I stuck out my tongue and was about to continue saying something when I was pulled over by Zhuge Zhengqi on the side and said:
"Donor, let's do something serious.
Should we expose the disappearance of the little Taoist priest and see Mr. Erlang’s reaction?”
"Brother, guess what, does Yang Jian know about this?"
After I smiled at Zhuge Zhengqi, I continued:
"That's not what I'm curious about now.
Bro, what role does Han Kui play in it?
Why did he expose the little willow coffin?
What do you want to do as a master? Why do you want to muddy the water?
Did he create an opportunity for Wu Jun to make a comeback and return secretly? Or did he dig a big hole for him?
Also, what happened to your ancestor Mingyue?
He looks only about ten years old, why is he over a hundred years old?
He was obviously the same Taoist priest who came to Erlang Temple to hang orders like Han Kui, so why was he so valued by Yang Jian?
I look at it, in Yang Jian’s heart, the limelight has overshadowed that of the chief executive, Zuo."
Zhuge Zhengqi smiled bitterly and said:
"Donor, why do you have the nerve to ask a little Taoist like me such a question?
Don't blame me, even my master can't answer it.
In this way, let's do it step by step.
Let's go back and test Erlang Ye's reaction first. If he doesn't take it seriously, what kind of worries do we have for the gods?
As for the small coffin you mentioned, and the matter of my teacher and uncle, what does it have to do with us?
This fire is not directed at us. We can sit down and watch the show if we can.
If you don’t want to see it anymore, just leave Erlang Temple and that’s it.
You can say this later as Your Highness,
He said he was not used to living here and asked Fanzuo to find a hotel far away for us.
He dare not refuse to agree."
After listening to Zhuge Zhengqi's words, Niu Mo looked at him, and then whispered to himself:
"Otherwise, people always say that God is fair, and when he opens the door for you, he must close the window.
But it’s more or less a pity, God must have stepped on my face and closed the window.”
Zhuge Zhengqi and I thought together, but we still ran into trouble when we went to see Yang Jian to check his reaction.
The former Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun was nowhere to be found.
Not only Yang Jian, but also the other two great gods, Zhao Jianghe and Jia Lan's biological mother, Mrs. Mu Yun, could not be found.
Among the four immortals who temporarily resided in Erlang Temple, apart from Niu Gan beside me, the only one I could find was Xiaoyao Xian, who had a slightly higher immortal status than Niu Gan.
At this time, Xiaoyaoxian didn't know that this series of things had happened. He was listening to the Taoist priests' evening classes in the dojo.
When we found him, Xiaoyaoxian was reading the palm of the female Taoist priest sitting next to him:
"I'm not holding you in my arms, little girl, your palmistry is quite interesting.
This is called the image of embracing all rivers and returning home with honor.
Judging from palmistry, you will have to return to secular life and get married in two years.
The man she married was the overlord of the area, not the richest man in the area, but he was also an absolutely respectable big shot.
You and this man will have two children, one boy and one girl, wouldn’t it be perfect?
But don't be happy too early. After five years of marriage, the man you first married will die of athlete's foot.
Little girl, don’t believe it, who said athlete’s foot can’t kill people?
Who am I? I am a god
Have you ever seen gods deceive people?
But you don’t have to think of ways to protect your man from disaster, it’s useless
This was all brought about by his destiny.
Let's talk about your second man. This is your relative's child besides Wufu.
According to seniority, you have to call him Uncle Six."
I stood behind Xiaoyaoxian and listened for a while. I couldn't listen anymore, so I patted his shoulder from behind.
Xiaoyao Xianyi frowned, turned back, and said:
"Which ordinary person dares to pat the shoulder of a god?
You are lucky enough to have my good temper now. If you were in heaven, I would spray three flavors of real fire on you to death - Wow, Your Highness, you are here."
After seeing me, Xiaoyaoxian immediately stood up from the futon.
I smiled and said to him:
"Excuse me for telling the fortune of the female Bodhisattva.
It just so happens that you can help me figure it out. Where did Erlang Ye Yang Jian go?
There is still the True Lord of Fengtian Guardian - Zhao Jianghe, and Mrs. Muyun and the others can't find it either.
Did he just return to heaven and regain his life?
Didn't we agree to come here to congratulate me, but my big day has not yet come, and the elders of them have left?"
"They can't find the True Lord?"
Xiaoyaoxian was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the cow standing behind me and said:
"Niu Xian, what's going on?
Several great gods are missing? Impossible
Please accompany His Highness to look for it again. Maybe there is another decree issued by heaven, and they have gone to receive it."
While we were talking, we suddenly heard a commotion behind us.
When he looked back, he saw Fan Zuo leading a group of Taoist priests into the dojo with murderous intent.
We were at a remote angle, and Pan Zuo didn't see us. He rushed directly to the first few rows of the dojo with his men, and said to one of the young Taoist priests who was having evening classes:
"Mingyue, who asked you to open all the outer doors of Erlang Temple?