Yang Jian's fingers flicked the lid of the teacup, and the white and translucent bone china immediately made a crisp clanging sound: "Don't talk about the fairy, it's you, taking a bath in that pool, someone stole your clothes, you have a way to get out, right?"

When Hou Jingjing heard this, she suddenly remembered the female corpse salvaged from the well and the beautiful spring of the fairy and the young man in the bedroom, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little: "What does the Divine Monarch mean, that fairy has already calculated?"

"This is not a difficult case to solve, and you are not a quick catch, leave it to Alai," Yang Jian suddenly got up and beckoned her, "You have not been in our world for a short time, but have you played around?"

Not really.

There has never been a chance.

So Hou Jingjing was very happy, jumped down from the chair and followed Yang Jian, out of the Divine Monarch Hall and stepped on the clouds, Yang Jian lifted the sun and soared, while Hou Jingjing lay on the edge of the clouds and looked down.

"Where do you want to go, what do you want to play?" Yang Jian sat down beside her.

"I don't know where it's fun - whatever the god thinks is fun, take me wherever it is. ”

"That's fine. ”

Yang Jian urged the clouds, and soon saw a city not far away, bustling and prosperous.

Yang Jian fell into the clouds more than ten miles outside the city, and casually conjured up a carriage to pull Hou Jingjing up.

"Where is this?"

Hou Jingjing poked her head out and saw the bustling of pedestrians, and occasionally a monk was taken by someone who looked like a family member, and he was in a hurry.

"There are monks. Hou Jingjing secretly pointed it out to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at it and nodded: "Chang'an is still a Buddha, the status of monks is still quite high, and big families will invite a few monks to go back and chant for anything." Speaking of this, he suddenly became a little curious, "What is your world like?"

"Our world should be all mortals," Hou Jingjing thought for a while, and suddenly had some self-doubt, "Maybe it's because I don't know? ”

Yang Jian was slightly stunned: "That is to say, you would rather go back and be a mortal than stay here to be an immortal." ”

"Actually, no, I've already liked it a little bit," Hou Jingjing said from the heart, "but I'm worried that my parents will be sad if they send black-haired people, and I also miss the Internet ...... of that world."

"What is the Internet?" Yang Jian suddenly became interested.

"This ......" Hou Jingjing suddenly found that she was a little short of words, "it is like an invisible, huge net, everyone is distributed in a certain place of this network, and this network extends in all directions...... For example, if the emperor of the Tang Dynasty wanted the scriptures, he didn't have to send someone to get them, and they could be quickly transmitted through the Internet. ”

Yang Jian nodded as if he didn't understand, but he was unwilling: "We can do it here, right? ”

"Also, each has its own magic. ”

While speaking, the carriage arrived at the gate of the city, and Hou Jingjing saw the words on the gatehouse, and then knew that it was the famous Chang'an City, and immediately became happy in his heart: "Does Shenjun want to invite me to taste Chang'an food?"

“...... You can also. ”

"Also...... What else?"

Hou Jingjing loved to travel in her last life, and she felt that the fun of traveling was of course to see different customs, but there was also one equally important thing, which was to taste the food from all over the world.

"You'll find out in a moment. ”

Yang Jian sold a pass, and the carriage immediately turned around in the east of the city, and soon stopped in front of a huge restaurant, with the four big characters "Taoyuan Xianju" written on the plaque.

Yang Jian was the first to get out of the car, Hou Jingjing also followed, the two entered the door of the restaurant one after the other, and immediately a cleanly dressed Xiao Er came up to receive him, and Yang Jian was also familiar with the door: "Tianzi No. 7?"

"It's empty, sir. Xiao Er immediately bowed down and made a gesture of please, and shouted, "Tianzi No. 7, two!"

Hou Jingjing felt that everything was novel, and followed Yang Jian through the hall and upstairs.

She found that most of the drinkers in the hall were somewhat cultivated, and they were all mortal cultivators, and they were talking about magic weapons, pills, and the like, like scholars who were seriously discussing and studying.

Tianzi No. 7 is on the third floor of the restaurant, and the doors on the left and right are closed, listening to the sound of someone drinking inside. The room looks like an ordinary restaurant, with tables and chairs, paintings and poems, flowers and grass.

As soon as she and Yang Jian entered the door, Xiao Er behind her closed the door, which made her a little strange: "Don't you let us order?"

"Come back and order again. Yang Jian waved his hand, and there was immediately an additional layer of enchantment in the room, and then the table gradually turned into smoke, and a huge pit slowly appeared on the originally flat and ordinary ground, the pit was bottomless, and the wall of the cave was burning with flickering flames, which looked a little scary.

"What is this?"

Yang Jian stretched out his hand to Hou Jingjing: "Do you dare to go down and have a look?"

"Don't dare," Hou Jingjing immediately took a step back, "Unless you tell me where the other end of this cave is, can you come back alive after going down." ”

Yang Jian was amused by Hou Jingjing: "Can I make you commit suicide?"

"Will you come back alive?"

"Yes. Yang Jian said with a smile.

Hou Jingjing also felt that Yang Jian was an old immortal, and he must be used to touching him here, so he simply believed him.

So Hou Jingjing reached out and held Yang Jian's hand, and Yang Jian's hand tightened and pulled Hou Jingjing and jumped down.

"Ahh

Hou Jingjing couldn't help but scream, the screams collided and shook in the mouth of the cave, and soon there was an echo, the echo sounded humiliating, and she hurriedly gritted her teeth and closed her mouth, staring at the situation around her with wide eyes.

The descent process was a bit long, and Hou Jingjing was a little scared, not knowing if she would jump into the magma in the end, but fortunately, the two of them finally landed on a boundless meadow, surrounded by birds and flowers, the air was pleasant, and occasionally birds flew over from the side, as if they were not afraid of people at all.

But Hou Jingjing was still a little scared, and couldn't help but move closer to Yang Jian's side.

"Don't be afraid, this place was built by me, no one else. Yang Jian pulled Hou Jingjing to step on the clouds again, and soon arrived in front of a huge stone wall.

The stone wall was as smooth as a mirror, and the images of the mountains, plants and trees on the left and right were all illuminated into it, Yang Jian pulled Hou Jingjing to the front of the stone wall, and two portraits, one large and one small, also appeared on it.

"This is a magic weapon that I have refined with my own hands," Yang Jian introduced to Hou Jingjing, "It has been refined for 100,000 years, and you are the first person to see it except for Alai." ”

"Magic Weapon ......" Hou Jingjing stepped forward and touched it, feeling that the tentacles were cold, like stones instead of stones, "What is it for?"

Yang Jian's wrist flipped, and suddenly there was an extra dagger in his hand, and he stepped forward to grab Hou Jingjing's right hand and wiped it, and there was an extra wound on his finger, and bright red blood flowed out.

Before Hou Jingjing could cry out in pain, Yang Jian had already grabbed her hand and pressed it against the stone wall......