Looking at the woman's attentive expression, Erlang Shen looked at Kui Mulang who was locked in front of him with pride.

Then he deliberately asked the woman in front of him, "How do you know who I belong to?"

"Oh~ We ordinary people, if you don't know anything, you must know about Guanyin and Erlang Zhenjun!" If this woman did not have the previous example of cursing Kui Mulang on the street, I would be afraid that she would think she was a woman with a gentle temperament at first sight...

but..

When Yang Jian heard the woman's words, he was obviously even more proud. He was very clear about how high Guanyin's status was in the hearts of mortals. He could compare himself with Guanyin, whether it was true or not, to a large extent, satisfy his vanity.

"Then let me talk first...has something strange happened to your baby daughter?" Yang Jian was in a good mood and couldn't help but ask.

"Strange thing..." the woman pondered for a moment, then suddenly shouted "Yes!"

Erlang Shen looked at her, but he smiled but did not ask.

"My daughter always said she saw some strange things. The day my old man passed away, the child had been crying desperately in front of a position. It was useless if anyone coaxed him."

"Later..." She seemed to remember the dead old father, and her tone was a little sluggish. "Later, we only found the old man the next day..."

Yang Jian is worthy of being a "person who has seen strong winds and waves." Seeing this lady like this, she didn't even say a word of comfort.

"So have she ever said she had seen?"

"Yes!" The woman was extremely confident, "He said that the other party was a guy in white and a man in black. He also saw that they were holding long iron chains in their hands, and the other end of the iron chain was his grandfather... Woo woo,"

Speaking of this, the woman really couldn't control herself and started crying there...

Yang Jian thought about it thoughtfully, the two people, black and white... aren't they black and white impermanence?

"Okay," he felt that he had already made a decision, so he turned around and wanted to walk towards the direction of the iron cage. But he heard the woman's conspiracy...

"A few days ago, the father-in-law on the street died. Nannan and I happened to be on the street. She said he saw it..."

Before the woman could finish her words, Yang Jian waved his hand and signaled her to shut up.

"But.."

Yang Jian turned around and looked at Kui Mulang without a trace, as if he was informing him to accompany him to witness something... "Then have you heard that there is a Kui Mulang in Heaven?" Erlang Shen looked joking.

But he didn't know his choice at this time, and because of his arrogance, he lost the opportunity to take Tang Chan back...

Because what the woman wanted to say was that her little girl said that she had seen the iron chain again... but the one holding the iron chain was a horse and a cow...

And they can wear clothes, walk horses and cows...

If he heard this, how could Yang Jian, a powerful general in the Heavenly Court, not knowing what the little girl's horse and cow mean?

That is, the underworld has just replaced Heibai Wuchang and appointed the ox head and horse face for a short time! In that case, he will definitely know how real the little girl's qualifications are, and thus infer some deeper things, rather than limiting the explanation of passively using a story that has been heard.

However, there is no if... and his attack this time is destined to have only one ending...

...

"Kui Mulang?" The woman had a brief loss of consciousness on her face, and she soon had an enlightened expression on her face. "Oh, isn't that Kui Mulang just? Twenty-eight..."

When she said this, the woman's voice stopped abruptly... She took a deep breath with nervous expression, "What Kui Mulang? Where should the gods in the sky have such a name? I see..."

She came over with some scruples and whispered in Erlang Shen's ear. "I think those who can call this name must be 28!"

"Hahaha!" Erlang Shen laughed happily, "That's right, right! Hahaha,"

Seeing Erlang Shen's brow finally let go, the expression on her face relaxed slightly. It was so dangerous! This companion is like a companion tiger, and the immortal is not as saint as he imagined!

Before I knew it, the woman didn't want her little girl to follow them to learn some magic...

Just live happily in the world, and then when you reach the age when you should get married, you will go to a good family and live a peaceful life...

It seems better than anything else. Once this thought arises, it will be difficult to dissipate. Instead, it grows wildly in her heart with an uncontrollable measure...

At this time, Erlang Shen's attention was no longer here. He quietly looked at the iron cage, staring at the tiger with blood hanging on the corner of his mouth but full of anger, but protected the little girl tightly behind him...

He walked over quickly, and the little puppy in his arms kept sniffing back and forth with his nose... as if he wanted to smell something familiar in this air...

"Yan Xi..." Erlang Shen murmured. He had a strong premonition that this tiger was definitely the magical powers used by Kui Mulang.

Otherwise, how could he appear in this must-pass place on Journey to the West? And his behavior is so weird.

Even if Erlang Shen beat him to death, he would not believe that this Kui Mulang would really train a tiger who knows how to write...

And... he walked to the iron cage, reached out and pushed and put it away, and a wrinkled paper floated in his palm...

He slowly spread the paper, and the word "Tang" in the center of the paper made Yang Jian's mind tremble suddenly...

He trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the word "Yan Xi..." He shouted out in disbelief.

"Who is Yan Xi?"

"Who is it? Why haven't you heard of it?"

People came out and quietly surrounded the neighborhood again. The number of people was even more than when Kui Mulang asked Tang Chan to perform and write before. After all, there are real gods here now!

They whispered in a low voice, obviously they showed a stronger interest in the gossip of these gods in the sky...

"Can the tiger be Yanniang?" They expressed their dissatisfaction with the result.

How can a tiger have such a nice name?

Yang Jian could naturally hear their low voices clearly, but he didn't pay any attention to them and still looked at the tiger in front of him with affectionate feelings...

He was waiting, waiting for the tiger to express his slight longing for him or the notification from the little puppy in his arms...

After all, it has been sniffing around since the beginning...

But what he felt a little unbearable was...whether it was the look of the tiger or the notification from the Xiaotian Dog in his arms...

It seems to be a little unsatisfactory...

"Yan Xi!" Yang Jian shouted to the tiger with certainty this time... But the other party did not react at all. In that look, there was no hostility but hostility...

Yang Jian couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he saw this, and then he seemed to remember the last straw.

A dazzling golden light flashed across his forehead... but what made Tang Chan a little puzzled was that the golden light was not shining on him, but on the little Nannan behind him...

Yang Jian stared at Nannan with a serious expression, but there was no abnormality...

Could it be that the word Tang written by this tiger was just an accident? What the girl said was just a coincidence? I guess this story of black and white impermanence had a profound impact on her...

If you think about it like this... then everything will be understandable...

The reason why Yang Jian did not use the golden light in his eyes to shine on the giant tiger directly was that he knew that the golden light would cause the dissatisfaction of the real "Yan Hun". Now that he has confirmed that the other party is not Yan Hun, there is no need for him to waste his spiritual power.

"Can my daughter, Erlang Zhenjun, practice with you?" Although she saw that Yang Jian's face was full of anger, she still chose to come forward and ask...

Standing there, crying helplessly, but my own flesh and blood!

Yang Jian frowned and waved his hand to signal the woman to take the crying child away...

Such a crying sound is upset...

When the woman hugged the little Nannan who had already opened her arms to her with heartache, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, baby, my mother is back home~" After saying that, she left a few steps.

Yang Jian turned around and looked at Kui Mulang with a ferocious expression, "It's all your fault!"

He raised his arm high and waved hard at Kui Mulang's face...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!