Chapter 10 The Red Light District
The closer you get to the world, the more you feel that the air is dirty. Nezha fell straight into the world from the nine heavens, and he couldn't identify the direction, and he didn't know where the Europe his father said was located, so he had to float around in the clouds. Passing through a blue sea, I saw the interface of the land from afar, and was about to land to find out, when several shadows wearing cloaks and black robes suddenly came diagonally from behind, and they shouted and asked in a loud voice.
Nezha didn't understand, and looked at each other with a confused expression.
When several black-robed people saw Nezha's face, they suddenly switched to the language of the Han people and said, "It turned out to be a pagan." This is the territory of Jesus Christ, what are you doing here?"
Nezha smiled and said: "You barbarians, where did the master come from, and what does it have to do with you? The world is big, you can come if you want, and you can leave if you want." ”
"Hmph, then you're killing yourself. The major sects have long agreed that they are not allowed to enter each other's territory without authorization, and if you violate the holy law, you will be burned at the stake. ”
Nezha raised his eyebrows, only to see several black-robed people pull out a silver cross from their necks and read the scriptures in a low voice. Nezha had already realized at this time that they were the apologetic oracles of the world, belonging to the super-low-class clergy, and they didn't want to cause conflicts by bullying the small, so they turned around and left.
Several black-robed people flashed to catch up, and shouted angrily: "Little thief, you are so bold that you dare to tease me and others." ”
Nezha said angrily: "The master is busy, so I don't have time to talk to you." Get out of the way, or you'll have to suffer. ”
The black-robed man was furious, holding a cross and shaking the black robe and rushing towards Nezha, like a black mist surrounding Nezha. With a wave of his arm, Nezha's golden light flashed up, knocking back several black-robed people dozens of meters, spitting blood and falling into the sea. Their mana was so low that Nezha didn't dare to use it, for fear of killing them, but they couldn't withstand one-tenth of their strength, and they were all seriously injured. Nezha stuck out his tongue, and he had to pay attention to it in the future, so as not to bear the sin inexplicably, and face eighteen thunder tribulations when he returned to heaven in the future.
Repelling the black-robed man, Nezha covered his body and flew for dozens of miles, finding a place where no one was around. This is a forest, but there are traces of artificial decoration everywhere, and Nezha thought for a long time before he realized that this was a park built by humans. After walking in the park for more than ten minutes, I finally saw the first pedestrian, but the people here were blonde and blue-eyed, tall, and the words in their mouths were no different from those of the black-robed people, and they were completely unable to communicate.
The man was also surprised to see Nezha, because Nezha was about 1.4 meters tall and looked like a half-grown child. Especially since this child is still a yellow race, it is really uncommon in this place. The man ran over and greeted Nezha curiously. Nezha couldn't understand what he was saying, and subconsciously muttered: "Hey, hey, your grandma's legs, what kind of place is this, how to get to the ancient country of China?"
When the European saw Nezha ignoring him, he smiled and continued to run. Nezha continued along the park, walking when there were people and flying secretly when no one was around, and it took more than half an hour to cross the park and come to a wide road. Although Nezha didn't know what this thing was, he had been in Heaven for a long time, and he had also seen human rockets ascend to the Guanghan Palace, and it was not very unusual at the moment, only wondering how the dull and ignorant mortals suddenly opened their minds and invented so many fun things.
There are more and more people here, and it is no longer possible to use mana, so Nezha can only find ways to find out the news from the yellow-skinned human of the same clan. After waiting on the side of the road for four hours, a car pulled up to the side of the road, revealing the face of a Chinese. This person is very fat, and the fat one has a fight with Marshal Tianpeng, but as soon as the man speaks, Nezha feels very cordial. Because what the man said was, "Brother, have you just come from the ancient country of China? Where are you going, I'll take you for a ride." ”
Nezha got into the car with a smile and said, "Thank you, thank you." I want to go to the ancient Chinese country, how should I go?"
The old brother's eyes were as wide as eggs: "Brother, why did you come here?"
Nezha rolled his eyes and said, "The relatives brought it, and they were separated on the road." ”
"Oh my God, what about your passport, do you have any money, do you have the contact information of relatives?"
Nezha pretended to be sluggish and said, "Big brother, I don't have any." ”
The old man was completely dumbfounded. However, for the sake of being of the same clan, he still drove Nezha into the city and stopped in front of a spectacular building. "Little brother, this is the embassy, you go in and ask them for a favor, let's see how to send you back home." ”
Nezha thanked him and watched the old brother drive away. The old brother muttered while driving, looking very clever as a child, how could he be a little stupid. Heredity, yes, it must be heredity, otherwise how could a relative be so big-hearted and lose a child in a foreign country. When changing gears, he swept the center control with the corner of his eye, and suddenly saw a golden ingots on the chair where Nezha was sitting. The old brother's heart suddenly beat wildly, pulled over and stopped the car, took the ingots in the palm of his hand and pinched them, and they were really full of color, they were real gold ingots.
"Mom, you're rich!" he shouted gleefully.
Several white people passing by looked at him, shook their heads at the same time, and said, "Psychotic!"
Nezha entered the embassy and went to the office window under the watchful eye of an armed guard. However, the staff asked very carefully, where is the person, what is the ID number, what is the passport number, when did you enter the country, and which hotel did you stay in. Nezha didn't know anything, so he only replied "I'm from Chentangguan" and consciously closed his mouth. Chentangguan, that is still the place before the gods, the ghost knows what the name is now. ID card, what is the passport, when I went down to earth, I didn't give anything to the platinum star.
The female staff spread their hands, saying that they couldn't help, so they could only simply register the general situation of Nezha, and then no longer bothered him.
Nezha went out unhappily and wandered around the streets. In the evening, the street lights are lit up, and the red, green, and green are brilliant. Nezha didn't eat, drink or feel hungry in Heavenly Court, but at this moment, he felt his stomach growling, hungry and hungry. He was a god who went down to earth, and he was embarrassed to eat the overlord's meal, so he had to pick two leaves and turn them into banknotes to buy a meal. White rice with chicken thighs and fish, he recognized them, and the drink he drank was brown and red, and it was even bubbling, and he only had a burp in his stomach when he drank it, which made Nezha very happy.
"Silly boy, what are you happy about drinking a Coke?" said a young man with yellow hair. Nezha looked up and saw that although the baby had yellow hair, her face was the face of a Han person, and she spoke Chinese.
"Do me a favor, I want to go to the ancient Chinese country. Nezha said with a smile.
"Is there any money?" the man asked with a grin.
"Yes, as much as you want. "Anyway, Nezha knows how to do spells, so it's a big deal to pull more leaves.
The man's eyes rolled twice, and he smiled mysteriously: "Okay, deal, I know how to do it, don't talk much." Let's go, come with me, I'll take you somewhere. ”
Nezha was bold, didn't ask anything, and followed the kid away. I got out of the house and got into a taxi, turned east and west, and came to a more glorious street. As soon as I got out of the car, a smell of fat powder hit my nose. The streets are full of long legs and leopard print skirts, and blonde beauties with snow-white tops exposed everywhere. When the girls saw the men getting out of the car, they gathered around, hooked their fingers and grinned and pulled their arms towards them.
Nezha frowned, and before he could speak, he was pulled into his arms by a tall woman. The woman laughed and said in broken Chinese, "Little brother, there is a hair piao, relax and have fun." Nezha hugged a nephrite in his arms, his face was flushed, and his heart was pounding with fright. The yellow-haired young man smiled and said, "Hey, little sheep, haven't you played?"
Nezha broke free from the woman's arms, and said with a cold face: "I'm in a hurry to do business, the money can be released, don't delay the time, otherwise you can't afford to suffer." ”
The yellow-haired young man rolled his eyes nonchalantly and said, "If you don't play with me, pay for it, I'll definitely find a way to let you go back when it's over." ”
Nezha glared at him and said, "Wait a minute, I'll stuff the money into my clothes." ”
In front of everyone's eyes, he had no choice but to turn leaves into banknotes, so he had to go to a remote alley to solve the problem. After a short time, he returned to the street with a bulging bag. A group of blonde women saw that the child really had so much cash in his hand, not only did not avoid it, but became more enthusiastic. The yellow hair's eyes widened, but he didn't say anything, and went upstairs with the two women in his arms. It's a pity that this kid is a fast gunner, and after five minutes, he came down satisfied, and said to Nezha with a cigarette in his mouth: "Man, do you know where this is?"
Nezha shook his head. No matter what it is, it's not an ancient Chinese country anyway.
"This is the Netherlands. The place where we are now is the world-famous red light district. It's not that I said you, you didn't know how to see it when you came, you were really blind to your money. ”
Nezha threw the bulging bag into Huang Mao's arms, and said with a straight face: "Find a way to send me back to China immediately, otherwise, you will have to die here today." "He has accumulated a lot of power in his palm, as long as the yellow hair is sharpened again, he will definitely want him to look good.
Huang Mao opened the bag and saw that it was full of purple 500 euro bills. After living for half a life, he has never seen so much money, and in ecstasy, Huang Mao ran away with the money bag and left Nezha aside. Nezha strode to catch up, jumped over, and a harrier rolled over and landed in front of Huang Mao. With both palms together, the crackling beat the yellow-haired human head into a dog's head.
"Wow, Chinese Kung Fu!"
"That kid knows kung fu, that's amazing!"
"He is a Chinese movie star, I know, his name is Jack Chen. ”
There was a sound of admiration around, but Huang Mao didn't think so, he covered his face with blood and screamed, crying his nose and tears. Nezha kicked the banknote aside and said coldly: "Bastard, you lied to me." ”
Huang Mao begged for mercy: "No, no, I really have a way. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm going back to the ancient country of China tomorrow morning, if I can't go back, I'll want your head. ”
Huang Mao collapsed on the ground, because it was already night, and he really couldn't let Nezha go to China tomorrow morning.