"Go to my temple and talk in detail. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Erlang God said in a low voice, and couldn't wait to pull up Wang Ye's sleeve.

"Wait. Wang Ye smiled, and pointed out with one thumb: "The group of people outside, let's send it away." ”

Erlang looked impatiently at the outside of the courtyard and snorted softly:

"Simple. ”

Then he reached out and snapped his fingers.

I heard a low roar from behind the mountain, and the huge figure of the Howling Dog walked out in response, and a pair of scarlet eyes seemed to be the gatekeeper of hell.

"Let them go. "Jiro Shinto.

The roaring dog had to be ordered to run out of the gate, and the gate of the courtyard that Wang Ye couldn't push open was like a gauze curtain in front of it, and it was easily knocked open, and Wang Ye couldn't help but be stunned.

After a while, I heard a roar outside, and soon the people of the Heavenly Court who had come to watch dispersed in a hurry.

Although he has a lot of grievances with the fifth squad of the Ministry of Defense, Erlangshen's Leili style makes Wang Ye feel a little good.

"Please. ”

Wang Ye stretched out one hand in satisfaction.

"Please!"

Erlang God broke off and strode towards his temple with Wang Ye.

The Jiro Shrine is located on the top of the hill within the courtyard wall, and a straight staircase leads to the temple gate. Erlang God Yang Zihan led the way, and Wang Ye followed. Observing from behind, you can find that Yang Zihan is striding meteor but his pace is extremely steady, if he looks from outside the woods in the distance, he looks like he is riding the stairs as if he is riding an auspicious cloud.

Although the top of the mountain is high, it is only a moment at the feet of Yang Zihan and Wang Ye, and in the blink of an eye, the two have already stepped over the threshold and entered Yang Zihan's residence.

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Ye was choked by the choking smell of smoke and coughed a few times.

The whole room was filled with a thick fog of white smoke, which was nothing else, but the smoke left behind by the smoke of tobacco, which is common in human society.

It's just that the smoke here has become outrageously thick, not only is it full of smoke as soon as you breathe, but it has been so thick that it affects your vision, even if Wang Ye has strengthened her eyesight, you can't tell whether it's a person or a dog five meters away.

At the moment of entering the door, Yang Zihan's last cigarette had already been smoked, and two more cigarettes appeared as if he were playing tricks.

"Roots?" he held out his hand and handed one over.

Wang Ye was not polite, he took it casually, and with a light blow in his mouth, first-class sparks burst out, and the cigarette was already lit.

"Oh, Hao Fireball?" Yang Zihan said, he also took out one, and then held the cigarette in his hand and suddenly threw it in the air at high speed, and when the hand stopped, the smoke was already on fire.

It is not a skill, but simply relies on the friction and heat generated by the air when the object is moving in the air at high speed. This is not something that can be done with high agility alone.

Looking at the whole room, although it is called Jiro Temple, it is more like a residence than the magnificent decoration. Some wooden furniture was scattered around the hall, most of it staggered, except for a dressing table near the center of the hall.

Through the smoke, Wang Ye saw what appeared to be a picture on the dresser.

In the photo, a middle-aged man is holding a little girl, the man is smiling brightly, and it should be Yang Zihan, but the girl's face is as blurred as if it has been mosaic, and you can only see a huge black double ponytail and a black gothic dress, which looks like a doll in an ancient castle.

It's supposed to be a warm photo, but for some reason it's become a little gloomy because of that girl.

Just as Wang Ye was fascinated, the neckline was suddenly dragged over.

"Hey. Yang Zihan grabbed Wang Ye's collar, his face came closer, and he stared at him with straight eyes and asked, "Where are you from?"

Wang Ye lightly tapped his hand and motioned for him to let go.

"I'm sorry. Yang Zihan knew that he was a little out of shape, so he hurriedly let go of Wang Ye and took a deep breath of cigarette.

"You should already know this. Wang Ye raised his left hand again, and the ring-like ring-like ring glowed faintly in the smoke.

Yang Zihan also subconsciously raised his left hand, only to see that he was wearing the same ring on his left hand - the Nian Ring.

It's just that the ring on Yang Zihan's hand no longer shines now, and it is a dull gray, like the ring on the hand of a dead trialist.

This is what Wang Ye saw in the database of the Flower Immortal Palace.

At that time, when observing Yang Zihan's information, this thing was captured by Wang Ye, and after magnifying and confirming, he dared to come to Erlang Temple with great fanfare.

"Trialist...... You really are a trialist...... I even have a chance to meet other trialists here!" Yang Zihan suddenly became inexplicably excited. With a shout, the cigarette in his mouth fell spontaneously, bouncing a few sparks on the ground.

"I thought I would never see another trialist again. Yang Zihan muttered: "Tell me quickly, did you also do the 'God List' world mission and was thrown down by the capital city?"

God list?

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it, the worlds of the dead world have their own world numbers, and Journey to the West is not the name of this world, the number is. Journey to the West is a world legend in this world, but it does not mean that there is only one legend in this world, before Journey to the West opened, it is not impossible for this sub-world to exist as the origin of other legends.

From the perspective of legend and history, the Fengshen List itself is also closely related to Journey to the West.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye had a general understanding of Yang Zihan's situation.

From his words, it is clear that he entered a mission world called "Fengshen List", and then was abandoned here for some reason, unable to return to the capital city.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wang Ye's mouth showed a slight smile, if his judgment was correct, then he already had the weight to negotiate with Yang Zihan.

"It's not a 'god list'. Wang Ye responded: "It's 'Journey to the West', I have just entered this mission, and I am still on a mission, and I have not been abandoned by the capital city." ”

After a pause, he continued:

"I think I can guess what you're thinking, maybe I can help you!"

Yang Zihan's brows frowned slightly, and a pair of eyes stared at Wang Ye suspiciously.

"Tell me, what am I thinking?" Yang Zihan said in a deep voice.

"It's simple. Wang Ye said without thinking: "You want to go out, leave this world, and return to the capital city!"

Yang Zihan's heart seemed to have been hit by something, and he was speechless for a while.

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, Yang Zihan's expression had proved that he was right.

"Do you have a way to take me out of the capital city?" Yang Zihan asked impatiently. It stands to reason that he is not such an uncontrollable impetuous person, but Wang Ye's words hit his heart.

"Nope. Wang Ye shook his head suddenly.

"It's not ......" Yang Zihan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt like he had been tricked, and shouted angrily: "Then what are you talking nonsense here!"

In a fit of rage, he suddenly slashed to the side with his bare hands.

"Bang!" a stone table split in half.

"Mr. Yang, don't get excited. Wang Ye said to Yang Zihan without changing his face: "First of all, what I said 'can't' is just that I can't now, from the attributes, I can see that you are a much more senior trialist than me, what you can't do, of course I can't do it now." But you must know that the city of Xudu is a place that is changing with each passing day, and what you can't do now doesn't mean that you can't in the future, maybe in a month or even a week. Secondly, even if I can't take you out all the time, I can still help you do things that only a trialist in the capital city can do, such as ...... Who are you bringing into this world with the History Teleportation Scrolls?

The afterglow swept away, and the picture on the dresser was silent.