The young man was skinny and bone-covered, but he was tall, and he was alive with a bamboo pole that flew through the sky. Fortunately, even if he shouted loudly, he couldn't calm people, especially the men and women in the main hall of the six doors, you came and went during the quarrel, and the arrogance was rising, it was the time when the gods blocked the gods and the Buddhas and killed the Buddhas in the emotions, and the six doors always had to be hidden, how could they be afraid of him?

But now it's different. A group of people were arguing unreasonably, but the young man was calling out illogically. If you don't talk about it, there is a reason, but if you don't talk about logic, you really don't care what your reasoning is.

The young man's "or, the other way around" is accompanied by a crazy performance of bruised muscles and a flushed face, like a weapon of mass destruction hanging high above his head, full of deterrent power. The man who had just been arguing with the young man wilted all of a sudden, but he was so frightened that he retreated behind the people, just afraid that the young man would settle accounts with him.

"Where's the neurosis?"

This person is obviously not the same thing as the one in the main hall, so Wang Chuan had no choice but to come forward.

"God, where's your brother?"

Wang Chuan walked through the crowd and stepped forward to ask, wanting to talk to the young man, take the young man to the side hall, and ask who his family members were.

There are one hundred and ten households on both sides of the Qinglong River, and Wang Chuan is sure that he has never seen this person, and he has to explore the bottom carefully.

However, before Wang Chuan could ask, the young man glared again, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"My brother, it's the sun! I am the moon! ”

The young man shouted even more violently, and the crowd in the main hall was so frightened that they retreated as far away from him as they could.

"Or, the other way around!"

The young man shouted loudly, his face full of golden light, like a god.

Anti-his grandma legs! Gan mother, I can't communicate!

Wang Chuan suddenly said angrily: "Your brother blew up!" ”

The young man glared at him and roared: "Your brother just blew up!" My brother is flying in the sky! ”

Wang Chuan listened to the young man's angry scolding, but his anger value dropped, and he smiled: "Yo, you're not nervous?" ”

"You're just nervous, your whole family is nervous!"

The young man was so angry that he was gasping for air.

"Phew! You are so bold, how can you talk to Uncle Catcher? ”

The man who had been behind others before saw that the logic of the young man's words fell from the sky, and he lost his nerves, and because the six doors in front of him were quick to come forward, his fear was slightly reduced, so he urgently needed to regain face, and roared out from behind the person, scolding the young man.

The young man put his hands in his eyes, his nostrils pointed directly at the man, and said proudly: "I'll wait for the gods to speak, and you dare to intervene even if you are just a loach in the soil?" ”

Wang Chuan smiled dumbly, not thinking that in the eyes of this goods, he was still superior and a god. I don't know if this thing is really stupid or pretending to be crazy.

The man couldn't put his skin down. Seeing that the young man's thinking was still different from ordinary people, he didn't have the face to retreat, and shouted angrily: "Let go of your grandma's fart!" You're the loach, your whole family is a loach! ”

The young man's two eyebrows immediately raised, and he said fiercely: "Just ants, dare to learn from me to speak?" Let you taste the power of my invincible Hot Wheels! Ahh

With a series of long drinks, the young man's arms swung violently, and he slammed them up, like two high-speed rotating propellers, and crossed Wang Chuan and frantically slammed towards the man.

The man seemed to be frightened and stupid, and stayed still. Seeing this, the people next to him hurriedly pulled him back.

The young man ignored it, and just threw his arms forward. A group of people retreated to the wall, unable to avoid it, one by one panicked, and some women screamed.

"Fool? Run out! ”

Wang Chuan hurriedly reminded.

Only then did a group of people react, hurriedly screaming and running away from the side and running out of the door.

The people who were still noisy in the main hall just now cheered away, and the efficiency was amazingly fast. The young man opened his big arms and chased after the person who spoke before, and when he saw that he was about to chase out the door, Wang Chuan shouted: "Daoyou stay!" ”

The young man suddenly stopped and asked, "Who is the Taoist friend?" What do you call me? ”

Wang Chuan said nonsense: "I am a true immortal who rides a tiger in the heavenly realm, and now it is difficult to intercept the sect in the upper realm, so I have come to ask Taoist friends to come out of the mountain to help." Daoyou immortals, why bother to see such ants, follow me to heaven and participate in great things together! ”

Unexpectedly, the young man was quite willful, and he didn't follow Wang Chuan's thinking, and asked with a sneer: "Who knows which sect it is, why should I go to heaven with you?" ”

Wang Chuan glared at the young man, and said in a pinch tone: "The heavens are full of immortals, and the sect can hold up half the sky." Your brother is also a powerful sectarian, and he is famous in the sky, but you even said that you don't know about sectarianism? Or is your brother in danger now, and you don't dare to go to heaven to save it, and fight me sloppily? ”

"My brother is in danger?!"

The young man's eyes were red, and he said urgently, "Wow, yes, yes! Take me to heaven! ”

"Fellow Daoists come with me!"

Mom, hey, the airwaves are finally on one channel! Wang Chuan didn't dare to delay for a moment, grabbed the young man's hand, and walked into the side hall.

The young man was deeply trapped in the script of saving his brother, and was anxious to rescue his fairy brother, so he let Wang Chuan pull him and follow him into the side hall.

In the side hall, an iron press chair was installed against the wall and nailed to the ground, so it was set up to facilitate the arrest and arrest of people on duty. Wang Chuan pulled the young man into the side hall, put the person on the chair, and said, "This chair is connected to the heavenly realm, and if you sit on it, you can go to heaven in a flash." Fellow Daoists, please take a seat. ”

The young man sat up very cooperatively, twisted his buttocks a few times, and when he saw that there was no movement for a long time, he asked, "Why haven't you gone to heaven yet?" ”

Wang Chuan said: "The imperial court firearms also need manpower to launch, not to mention the heavenly artifacts?" Don't worry, please close your eyes and get ready, so that I can launch the Divine Chair and send you to heaven. ”

The young man said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to save my brother." "Shut your eyes right now.

Wang Chuan immediately picked up the special table next to him, put it on the iron chair, fixed it, and the two iron cuffs clicked, locking the young man's hands. Wang Chuan was still not at ease, so he also took the shackles and locked the young man's legs.

After all, this thing has violent tendencies, and his emotions and consciousness are extremely unstable, although he regarded Wang Chuan as a fairy Taoist friend before, and did not make any dangerous moves against Wang Chuan, Wang Chuan did not dare to be careless.

The young man, whose hands and feet were all chained, realized that something was wrong, opened his eyes, struggled in a hurry, and cried, "Let go of me!" Let me go! What about the heavens that said yes? Why is it still here? Let go of me, I want to see my brother! ”

The iron chair was squeaked by the young man, and the shackles and chains hit the iron chair, and the bell tinkled non-stop. Wang Chuan plucked his ears and asked, "Where is your brother?" ”

The young man struggled non-stop, because of the excessive force, the green tendons on his body burst out, and he glared and roared: "Let go of me!" My brother is in heaven! Take me to heaven! ”

yes, I can't communicate.

Wang Chuan sighed, walked out of the side hall, went to the courtyard, and shouted, "Someone is coming." ”

The men and women who were arguing in the main hall had not yet come to their senses, and they didn't dare to speak when they looked at Wang Chuan.

A man in a soap coat ran through the crowd to the door of the main hall and asked, "Brother Chuan, what's the matter?" ”

Wang Chuan said: "Find me the leftover scholars, I need a portrait." ”