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288, bad bad little golden man

In the sound of chanting.

Outside Lingyin Temple.

Mrs. Ye felt vaguely distressed.

Foolishly prosperous, that is, one step at a time, he turned back three times and walked towards the west.

really.

Just like the previous two times, after walking a distance of tens of feet, Wangcai said aggrievedly:

"Little golden man, if you don't leave, you will be prosperous (ノへ ̄,)..."

Ye Tai sighed, waved his hand again, and opened a space door next to Wangcai.

He stretched out his hand to explore inside, and after finding that the space door was stable, he reached out.

Then I saw an arm appearing on the head of Wangcai, who was wearing a white shirt, red lips, white teeth, and black hair.

Ye Tai touched Wangcai's head from a distance and said:

"Hey, if we want to gain a foothold in this world quickly, we must separate temporarily.

But no matter how far apart we are, our thoughts will pass to each other and are closely connected.

I can appear by your side at any time, and you can come to me at any time. At any time, we can be in contact like we are now.

Stop making trouble and go west. Your opportunity is over there. If necessary, I will temporarily control your body and help you find more opportunities..."

Hold tight!

Wangcai is like the first time, no, he is a child leaving home for the first time.

Even in the world of Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, where he had accumulated nearly 20,000 years of pure dragon essence, he never left the Temple of War, but silently guarded it.

When it comes to the attributes of "house", "house gods" like Li Lingling also feel ashamed in the face of wealth.

This is the Lord who can live without leaving the house, seeing people, or communicating with other living beings for ten thousand years.

He left the Shuanglong world of the Tang Dynasty, and the only person he trusted the most and was closest to him was Mrs. Ye.

It is for this reason that the originally arrogant dragon will be hunted down by humans in the real world.

Just like a son-in-law who knocks on the door, he doesn't want to tell his master's family about the trouble he has caused, so that the master's family will feel displeased or disgusted.

However, the only person he trusted was driving him away today.

Or drive him to the west where demons are everywhere.

Prosperity is a thousand grievances, and it is not enough for outsiders.

The space gate cannot last long and is on the verge of collapse.

Only then did Mrs. Ye shrink her hand, but Wangcai, who was holding his arm tightly, was also carried back.

Wangcai hugged Mrs. Ye and transformed into a small dragon. It wandered from Mrs. Ye's arm to his shoulder and wrapped around his neck.

“╮(╯_╰)╭…”

Om mommy mommy coax...

It is different from Mrs. Ye and Wangcai, who are one person and one person.

The monks from Lingyin Temple said that our mouths almost cramped with words!

When are you leaving?

But the complaints in their hearts are true. The monks of Lingyin Temple still have a good impression of Wangcai, the immortal who came out of Lingyin Temple.

Now I see these two outside Lingyin Temple, chattering for half an hour without taking a few steps, and I feel helpless and bitter smile.

It can be seen that these two people are so "entangled" that they are too embarrassed to interrupt, so they can only chant sutras silently.

The monks of Lingyin Temple were even more embarrassed because they suddenly interrupted the man and the dragon and asked them how long they would last.

After all, he was also the reincarnation of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, and he also helped all the monks in Lingyin Temple to break through the realm.

The pure-blood dragon species that emerges from the back mountain is also destined to have a "Heavenly King" or "Bodhisattva" in the sky.

Because of this nonsense, it is not cost-effective to cause such a simple little dragon.

Just do a few extra morning classes!

finally.

After grinding for about half an hour, Wangcai rose into the sky, and a small dragon statue that looked like a master carefully carved slowly flew towards the west.

Although he still turned around after three breaths, at least he didn't rush back straight away.

Ye Tai and Wangcai reached an agreement.

No matter when and where, as long as Wangcai calls, he will send his thoughts, or open the space door and let Wangcai provide a dragon head, and the two will communicate as if there is no distance.

Prosperity is just simplicity, not stupidity.

He also knows that if the two of them want to escape from this world quickly, they will not be trampled under their feet in the later stage and become as humble as being unable to breathe.

He must go out and make a living.

He is more suitable than Mrs. Ye to practice many magical powers, and he is also the one more suitable to go out and seek opportunities.

Even though he had flown dozens of miles away at this moment, Wangcai was still communicating with Mrs. Ye in his mind.

Standing alone in front of Lingyin Temple, Mrs. Ye saw that even with her own eyesight, there was no trace of Wangcai.

While comforting this child in his mind, who was going out for the first time in nearly 20,000 years, he opened his hand to draw a space door and headed towards Jinhua County in the south of Jiangzhou.

Using the space gate openly will not be suspected by anyone or God. This is due to Dao Dao's concealment of his identity.

The Buddha was able to transform the Five Fingers Mountain with his hands, and his use of the laws of space made it impossible even for monkeys to turn out his palms. He was also able to evolve thousands of Buddhist kingdoms and create a square square of stable and broad space.

So as the proud disciple of Buddha, Mrs. Ye is also set up as a dragon-subduing Arhat who is familiar with the laws of space.

It's just that the memory of his previous life has not been fully awakened, so the use of space laws here is still very superficial and cannot be compared to many powerful powers.

What Da Dao wants to express is very simple. I have helped you eliminate all future troubles, and you can just think about improving your strength as soon as possible.

Even if you want him to collect enough "prestige", whether it is good or notoriety, it will only require him to do more things, collect more rare treasures, magical skills, and use them to quickly increase his strength.

If Mrs. Ye's current space gate wants to pursue a 95% success rate, it can only be within a five-mile range.

So after he opened dozens of space doors in a row, he no longer used the laws of space, but turned into a golden rainbow and flew away.

Grandma Dryad, Nie Xiaoqian, Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen...

An epic love-hate entanglement in Chinese legends was waiting for him in that direction.

And here is prosperity.

Although he accepted the fact that he had to go out and make a living, he still interacted with Mrs. Ye about their respective situations in his mind from time to time.

Roughly:

Where have you been?

You fly so fast.

Oops, annoying, I flew a long way and still didn’t see my legs.

Your thighs are still your world, in summer, all white.

And so on.

"Prosperous wealth!"

Sudden.

A prosperous meal in flight.

Because he heard someone calling his name.

Wangcai was stunned in the air

He diverged his eyes, looked down, and straightened his ears.

But the more I looked at it, the weirder it became.

Finally, the wealth turned into a golden light, and in the form of a white-robed human with immortal bones, it arrived outside a small village.

There.

A little girl of about eight or nine years old, with two braids and a red and blue floral jacket, was angrily scolding a big yellow dog like a little adult.

The big yellow dog was dirty and looked like it had just become a monster in the quagmire. At this moment, when it heard its little master scolding him, it couldn't help but droop its ears.

The little girl waved a small bamboo stick in her hand and reprimanded: "Hit you! You will die of prosperity. Who asked you to get into the quagmire? Beat you to death!"

Although he reprimanded harshly, the small bamboo stick seemed light when he hit the big yellow dog.

"Does it, the dog, bring wealth?"

Sudden.

Behind the little girl, a clear and magnetic voice of about fifteen or sixteen years old came.

"ah?!"

The little girl was startled.

She hurriedly hid behind the big yellow dog, but the big yellow dog seemed to notice something and was even more uneasy than her. It lay on the ground without daring to raise its head.

But when she saw clearly the source of the voice, which was an extremely handsome little brother, the little girl was no longer afraid, but felt a little embarrassed.

After all, this is Dongtu, not Xiniuhezhou where demons are rampant, and it is also within the radiation range of Lingyin Temple.

Therefore, many ghost stories were told to little girls by the elders in the village, and they only regarded them as wonderful anecdotes. They never took them seriously, and they never encountered real monsters.

Therefore, when a child looks at a person, the first impression will definitely be their appearance.

It just so happened that Wangcai had a very pleasing appearance, with red lips, white teeth, and pretty features. He was the kind of fat and white guy who could be supported by any aunt or uncle in a village. If he was thrown into a red building, he could look cute or handsome.

The kind that can make even the popular shopkeepers in Qingguan drunk.

It was the first time the little girl saw such an otherworldly little brother who looked like the man in the painting. Although she was shy, she was not afraid at all.

Wangcai saw that she didn't seem to hear him clearly, and he also knew that he was a little slurred in speech, so he asked again: "Why is it called Wangcai?"

As he spoke, he raised his green finger and pointed at the big yellow dog lying on the ground, shivering.

Only then did the little girl react. She put her hands behind her back and said with a red face: "Dog, dogs are called Wangcai. I don't know why~"

"Dogs, bark, bring wealth?"

"Yes, there are also those called Lai Fu, but most of them are called Wang Cai."

silence.

Deep silence.

Wangcai recalled what someone said to him outside the Temple of War in the past:

"Wang Cai? Wang Cai Wang Cai? Why are you ignoring me? Do you think you don't like this name?"

"How about calling it Laifu! Laifu has the same name as a very powerful weapon in my hometown, a rifle. With one shot, everything will retreat! And in our ancient Chinese legends, the Penglai Island is famous, and the wonders in it are

Flowers and fruits, auspicious animals and magical powers, these are the main pillars of ancient Chinese legends!

'Lai' and 'Lai' have the same pronunciation, and 'Fu' represents auspiciousness, which corresponds to your identity as a Chinese totem! It means that you are a well-deserved immortal seed, and you are the one who came out of the Purple Mansion of the Immortal Family, and you are so auspicious.

!”

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Thinking about myself back then, I was actually so happy that I kept weighing whether the prosperity of wealth, which represented the King of All Things, sounded better, or the good luck, which represented the auspiciousness of China.

But at this moment...

Bad little golden man o(≧口≦)o!


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