Chapter 117: Yang Jian wants to dismantle the heavenly court
Uncle Shi, it's really you!" Yang Jian smiled awkwardly with cold sweat on his forehead.
Bang!
Xie Yun kicked Yang Jian, and said angrily: "Who else is it not the emperor? What did you call me to do? What about the monkey?"
"Uncle Shi, don't worry, let's find a secluded place and talk about this matter in detail. Yang Jian rubbed his buttocks and respectfully greeted the person to his Erlang Temple.
It is said to be a temple, but it is comparable to a small city, covering an area of dozens of acres, and it is very lively.
Here, mortals, demons, and immortals live together, and the largest race is actually the monkey race, not the human race. But the atmosphere is quite harmonious, and this place is more like a junction between the human world and the fairy world.
"Uncle Shi, a few days ago, I killed an evil Jiao, the Golden Immortal Period, and put it in the Drunken Immortal Building in front, you appreciate your face, how about we roast him and eat it?" Yang Jian pointed to the four-story wooden building in front of him and said.
"Uncle Shi, the chef of Zuixianlou has a unique skill, especially barbecue, which can be said to be a rare delicacy in the Three Realms, and you can't help but eat it. "Kang Anyu, the boss of the Six Sages of Meishan, is like a dog, and he has learned Yang Jian's bowed waist and slumped back by ten percent.
I'm afraid!
Did you just scold your uncle for being a demon?
I hope that Uncle Shi will not be like a little minion like himself.
While Kang Anyu was working hard, he thought uneasily.
The ancestor of the chef of the Zuixian Mansion is the cook of the Feng clan, and he is especially good at handling ingredients such as dragon jiao.
"Shopkeeper, today my eldest brother chartered the venue and invited all the irrelevant people out to us. Kang Anyu commanded.
"Uncle Shi, let's go, let's go to the private room. Yang Jian took Xie Yun to the top.
From here, you can enjoy most of the scenery of the town, which is decorated in an antique style, and there is a beautiful woman sitting behind the ink screen on the left, playing the guzheng, and the sound of the piano is very melodious.
"What about the monkeys?" Xie Yun asked after sitting down.
Yang Jian clapped his hands, and Sun Wukong was brought up by a team of grass-headed gods.
"Uncle Shi, the six saints of Meishan ambushed the canopy and the shutter, just to avenge Sun Wukong for beating them, you don't want to be like them. ”
Xie Yun held the teacup, tasted the tea carefully, and asked, "Did the monkey have a grudge with the six saints of Meishan before?"
"No revenge!" After Yang Jian set fire to Huaguo Mountain in the heavenly court, the monkeys were starving all over the place, and he sent the six saints of Meishan to secretly capture the monkeys and raise them at the mouth of the Guanjiang River to explain in detail.
The more Sun Wukong listened, the more ashamed he became, and his head was almost lowered to the tiger skin skirt.
The enmity of the senior brother, the junior brother bears it, and the six saints of Meishan took the roaring dog to find trouble with Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng.
Xie Yun finally understood what Yuding Zhenren felt just now, all the masters in the world are used to wipe the butts of their apprentices.
If this monkey asks a question before the fight, it will not cause this misunderstanding.
"Six Taoist friends, the apprentice is rude, this is some compensation, and I hope you will accept it. Xie Yun took out seven peaches and handed them to the Six Saints of Meishan and the Roaring Heavenly Dog.
The eyes of the six saints of Meishan were straight, they wanted to refuse, but the temptation was too great, they really couldn't open their mouths, so tangled!
"What Uncle Shi gave me, you can accept it. Yang Jian personally untied Sun Wukong and said in a round.
The six saints of Meishan and the roaring dog were overjoyed, and they were beaten and changed for a peach, not a loss!
"Now you can say it, what is the matter with Emperor Ben?" Xie Yun asked as he refilled a cup of tea for himself.
"Uncle Shi, I heard that the Heavenly Court is going to be demolished, and then move to the Sun Star of the Demon Clan en masse?" Yang Jian asked.
"So what?"
Yang Jian cautiously spoke: "Uncle Shi, do me a small favor, I want to dismantle the heavenly court, and dismantle it with my own hands!"
At that time, the Jade Emperor's sister Yao Ji was pregnant because she intermarried with Yang Tianyou because she went down to earth without permission, violated the rules of heaven, was pressed under the peach mountain, and gave birth to Yang Jian.
When Yang Jian apprenticed to learn art, he swore that he would use his own way to govern his body, and dismantled the heavenly court with his own hands.
Burst!
Xie Yun didn't hold back, and took a sip of tea on Yang Jian's face.
"The Jade Emperor is your uncle, so you pierce his heart like that?"
Yang Jian wiped the tea on his face, and said with a grudge: "Uncle Shi, when he pressed my mother under the peach mountain, did he ever think that I was still his own nephew?"
"I must avenge this revenge in person!"
After Xie Yun nodded and agreed, Yang Jian was overjoyed.
The six saints of Meishan congratulated the eldest brother on taking revenge with his own hands.
Xie Yun looked at the harmonious scene in front of him, and mourned for the Jade Emperor for three minutes in his heart, unlucky!
Her sister Yao Ji married a mortal, her niece Sanzhen married a mortal, and even her seven daughters had to marry a mortal.
I hope that in the future, when Agarwood splits Huashan to save his mother, he will not make a wish to dismantle the heavenly court with his own hands.
After all, if the old Heavenly Court is demolished, it will be demolished, and if the newly built Heavenly Court is also demolished, it will be heart-wrenching.
"Zhenjun, can the dragon do it now?" asked the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Tower.
"Hurry up and make it!" Yang Jian explained, "The freshly roasted Jiaolong meat is tender and juicy, and it is the best to eat." ”
"Forget it, there is Xiong Da here, this emperor is not bad for this meal, since the matter is over, let's go." Xie Yun got up, looked at the street scene outside, became interested, and said, "Let's go down and take a look at your Erlang Temple." ”
Yang Jian arched over to receive the order, and after the group came out of the Drunken Immortal Tower, they didn't take two steps before they saw a strange scene.
More than a dozen grass-headed gods in standard armor sat on the street protecting three vixens dressed as tax collectors.
The shops that are closed on both sides will go over with the account books, and after the fox spirit calculates, they will happily pay the money.
After a while, the bamboo basket next to it was filled with shiny spirit stones.
It's very harmonious, there is no quarrel, and the funny store will chat with the vixen who cashes the bill.
"What are they doing here?"
"Pay taxes, the rules set by my eldest brother, the spirits who do business here, no matter what they do, are all fifteen taxes and one. Kang Anyu said proudly.
The prosperity here also has their share of credit.
In the past, this small world was very poor, but after Erlang God came, he collected the grass head god who was in a mess and set a rule that no one was allowed to oppress the merchants, and those who violated it were put to death.
After killing dozens of people, because of safety, this place became the largest trading place in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and even if there was twenty taxes and one in other places, the merchants were not robbed.
"Xiao Yang, I can't see it, you still have a talent for business. Xie Yun couldn't help but glance at Yang Jiangao.
"Hey, hey, yes, as an official, if I can't make some achievements, I might as well go to Heaven to be a salted fish who eats and drinks. ”
"Of course, my efforts are only a small part of success, more of the guidance of Dao Ancestors and Uncle Ancestors, the teachings of masters, the help of my fellow disciples, and the cooperation of my staff. ”
Yang Jian looked like a young man in his early twenties, shyly touching the back of his head and pushing out most of the credit.
Well, this sycophant is shot horizontally, unlike a certain monkey, a certain pig, and a certain crocodile that follows behind, except for shouting 666, it will only make trouble for Lao Tzu.
The three apprentices sneezed at the same time, rubbing their noses and muttering.
Especially Sun Wukong, who thought that Zixia was thinking about him, had already begun to fantasize.
Hey, it's really hard to make up for the gap between people!
Xie Yun shook his head and looked at Yang Jian, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, this was a genius, and he was qualified to join the list of senior talents he wanted to encompass. 26
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