The signal of a passage was intermittent, and finally there was no more sound.

"Hello? Feed? Nine thousand? Zheng Lang shook the communicator, but there was no response. I used the household appliances to return to the soul palm, but it still didn't work, it didn't seem to be a problem with the communicator.

Big trouble. Although with Zheng Lang's knowledge reserves, he couldn't understand what the gospel was, but the moment he arrived, this thing was activated, and no matter how he looked at it, it looked like it was coming for him. Could it be that Zhaitu Aban still holds a grudge and came with sincerity, but he fell into her trap?

It shouldn't be, in the previous confrontation in the Doushen City, although it was Zhaitu Aban who suffered a small loss, but at the moment when he needs to be unanimous with the outside world, he shouldn't be so petty and angry with himself. Zheng Lang was puzzled.

"Smack." Just thinking about it, his head was slapped by Le Zihuang: "What's the daze, I don't understand what you're saying, but what a big deal." Why are you standing here stupidly, first find someone to ask for directions, ask about the situation. ”

Le Zihuang has a big personality, Zheng Lang came to his senses after being slapped in the face, no matter what, he has to leave this place first, if it is really for himself, it is estimated that it will not take long for this place to be surrounded.

Zheng Lang summoned the mourning angel, picked up Le Zihuang, lifted off and picked a building that looked tall and abnormal, and flew away, to find out the news, but also to find an indigenous with a bit of status to ask something, the house he lived in was so conspicuous, he must know a lot.

The mourning angel is worthy of the imitation of the emperor's supreme armament, and can be used even under the coverage of the Gospels, but the performance has dropped a little. At such a distance, Zheng Lang would have arrived in an instant, but this time it took nearly half an hour to arrive.

Zheng Lang descended at the door and put away the mourning angel. This is an obviously Chinese-style building, carved beams and paintings, cornices shine on the wall, there are a few local vehicles parked at the door, you can't see the driving mode, only these are the way to judge the current world's science and technology, but the feeling of disharmony is like Li Shimin's Taiji Palace gate is full of cars, and the ministers wear Tang costumes to get off the car and go to court. Well, don't say it, I can't imagine that the Tang Dynasty has really become like this now.

Le Zihuang didn't care at all, and walked around to observe. I saw a plaque in the middle of the roof, which read: Basho Building.

Zheng Lang walked along the steps of the door to the door, and was about to knock on the door, when a voice from inside said loudly: "Sister-in-law, open your mouth, I'm coming out!" ”

Zheng Lang's raised hand couldn't help but stop in mid-air, what a storytelling sentence, this sentence alone can make people's brains make up for three hours of plot. Looking back, Le Zihuang's face was flushed, and she obviously guessed what was going on inside, but she didn't expect Sister Le to be so arrogant and know a lot!

Le Zihuang usually looks like a female man, but at this time, she blushed and whispered: "Or, let's wait a little longer and knock on the door?" Listen, he's coming out, and he's done soon. ”

Indeed, if you disturb others at this time, your uncle and sister-in-law can't bear it. This will make the other party unhappy, so don't think about inquiring about the news anymore.

Zheng Lang and the two turned their backs and sat down on the steps of the door. As soon as he sat down, the door of Basholou was kicked open from the inside, and a petite figure rushed out of the door. The high door panel fell, and Zheng Lang's whole person was pressed under the door panel, fortunately, the person who came was light, and Zheng Lang's skin was thick and irritable.

The people who came were in a hurry, and they were in a hurry. Is it in such a hurry? Could it be that my sister-in-law's husband is back?

The person who came didn't expect that there was someone outside the door, although he was in a hurry, he also stopped, after all, he stepped on someone, there was a mistake first, he turned around and lifted Zheng Lang, and grabbed Le Zihuang who was shrinking to the side with one hand, and stomped his feet, and actually flew up.

Like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child-sized body, it is effortless to carry two adults. While flying, he said: "I'm sorry, my grandson was in a hurry, and I didn't notice that there was anyone outside the door for a while, and the princess of the iron fan immediately chased after me, let's run away first and then talk." ”

Hold a big grass, grandson? Iron Fan Princess? Zheng Lang knew in an instant what world he had reached.

After many adventures, Zheng Lang felt that he had made great progress, and with the mourning angel in his body, he could go to the world.

But if this is really the world he wants, a child can pinch him to death.

Le Zihuang in the other hand also reacted, looking at the tiger skin skirt in front of him that was blown by the wind and hunting, a monkey tail flicked around behind the figure, and shouted in surprise: "You are Sun Wukong?!" ”

"Yes, you have insight, I am the Monkey King who made trouble in the sky five hundred years ago!" As he spoke, Sun Wukong turned his face around, and the two saw a girl's face with fine fluff, like a monkey and a human.

Zheng Lang's worldview collapsed, and Aunt Monkey ......

Sun Wukong fled all the way and flew straight for half an hour, estimating that Princess Iron Fan should not be able to catch up, so he slowed down. Zheng Lang summoned the mourning angel and flew in the air by himself, a big man, it was too embarrassing to let a little girl keep it in his hand, although, in front of this living legend, no one was embarrassed to raise face. Le Zihuang was also picked up by Zheng Lang and held in his arms. The hand sank, well, Sister Le really has enough weight.

Zheng Lang turned around and looked at Sun Wukong, this monkey and the other monkey should be the same monkey, right? Probably.

The two sides exchanged while flying.

The planet is known locally: West Ball. The western globe is indeed divided into four continents, Shenzhou in the east, Niuhe in the west, and Luzhou in the south and Luzhou in the north. Some of the big backgrounds are not much different from the records of "Journey to the West", but when it comes to the details, the problem is big. For example, the Monkey King flying in front of her.

Zheng Lang looked at Aunt Qi Tian with a headache, and couldn't help but think of the FLAG he set up more than a hundred chapters ago, and asked: "Great Sage, you don't happen to know the white bone spirit, the two are still good friends, right?" ”

Sun Wukong glanced at Zheng Lang a few times while flying, and said: "You birdman knows a lot of gossip, but the white bone spirit and my old grandson are in an endless relationship, and the three dozen white bone spirits know no." ”

Fortunately, at least that hasn't changed.

The overall level of science and technology in Xiqiu, or it should be said that the level of magic skills is not low, at least, the magic motor car used for transportation has long been invented and popularized on a small scale. The whole Western globe is divided into many countries, and if you insist on substituting it to the earth standard, it is almost equivalent to the social development level of the first industrial revolution on the earth. But beneath the tranquil surface lie a multitude of small groups with undisclosed magical skills far beyond the level of society. These groups consider themselves to be otherworldly and refer to the rest of the masses as mortals, while they call themselves immortals. Da Lei Yin Temple is one of them.

"(Soft and cute uncle's note: I told my daughter that Sun Wukong is a woman, nickname: Aunt Monkey Sky.) She said that I fooled her, and what was written in the book was Monkey King, male! So the uncle decided to write the story of Aunt Monkey Sky, and there will be books to prove it in the future! ）」