Deng Wenming didn't understand what Yan Yan meant at all, so he saw her leaning over and putting her arms on his shoulders: "Close your eyes, don't be nervous, relax your body and mind..."
Yanyan warned, while silently reciting the formula of the Sumeru realm in his heart: Thousand worlds enter the mustard seed, and the extremely dust accepts Xumi. In the Sumeru mustard seed realm, sit and watch the sea of no realm...
This was the first time she had brought a living person into the Sumeru Realm. Not to mention Deng Wenming was nervous, Yan Yan herself was nervous, and she subconsciously tightened her collar on Deng Wenming.
Deng Wenming listened to Yan Yan's words, closed his eyes and tried to relax his whole body.
But Yan Yan's grip on the collar of his clothes became tighter and tighter, and he felt like he was suffocating.
Just when Deng Wenming was about to be strangled to death by Yan Yan, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
He actually forgot to ask where the secret realm of Yanyan was!
Could it be that the secret realm is in the ghost realm of the underworld?
Miss Yan Yan must kill him first before she can take his soul to the secret realm?
No wonder Miss Yan Yan repeatedly emphasized to him that there is no return...
There is no going back!
At this moment, Deng Wenming felt a little regretful and should have asked for the specific location.
He was still a little sad. Although he couldn't reach the level of Yanyan girl, he didn't even have time to kiss her...
I had known this...
Before he had time to think about what happened next, Deng Wenming felt a sudden chill all over his body.
It felt like walking through a curtain of cool water, but there was no real water soaking my clothes.
Deng Wenming's feelings seem to have taken a long time to write down, but in fact, it only happened for a moment. Deng Wenming didn't even feel that his feet had left the car.
"We're here, you can open your eyes." I thought of Yan Yan's voice next to me.
Deng Wenming was shocked, this is it!?
Carefully opened my eyes...
What catches the eye is a huge, flawless white magnolia flower in bud.
Deng Wenming stared at the dream-like giant magnolia flower in front of him with wide eyes...
The Ghostland of the Underworld is so beautiful?
This doesn't look like the frightening underworld where ghosts gather in legends. This is clearly a fairy cave!
Deng Wenming withdrew his gaze from the giant magnolia, turned back to Yan Yan and asked: "Since this secret realm is also in the Ghost Realm of the Underworld, can I see Sister Mu here?"
Yan Yan squinted at Deng Wenming: "You just said...where is this secret realm?"
邓文明并没留意炎颜把手指头掰地“咔咔”作响,已经拉开了揍人的架势.
Deng Wenming still said to himself: "When you came in just now, you had to strangle me before you could come in. Isn't this the ghost land of the underworld?"
Yan Yan opened her small white teeth and smiled charmingly and evilly: "I will strangle you now so that you can see clearly where you are coming from!"
How dare you say that her Sumeru realm is the ghost realm of the underworld, she needs to be taught a lesson!
While Yan Yan was speaking, he picked up Deng Wenming by the collar and turned him 45 degrees in the air. When he placed him on the ground again, Deng Wenming was facing the towering stone wall where the Canghua Shrine was huddled.
Deng Wenming was strangled to the ground and coughed, and Yan Yan scolded: "Raise your head and read the words above!"
Deng Wenming raised his head and looked at the four ancient seal characters on the horizontal plaque directly above the shrine. He blinked and looked at Yan Yan: "...I don't know them."
Yan Yan died
"Pfft--" A laugh suddenly came from behind.
Deng Wenming only glanced back and almost jumped into Yanyan's arms: "Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost..."
Sisi floated around Deng Wenming: "You are the ghost, your whole family is a ghost!"
Deng Wenming: "..."
The ghost is quite fierce.
Yan Yan smiled and pulled Deng Wenming out, who was hiding behind her back and still holding on to her clothes: "Don't be afraid, this is Sisi, Sisi is a mirage, it will be your colleague from now on!"
Deng Wenming: "What do colleagues do?"
Yan Yan: "...Oh, you can call me a colleague. Anyway, we just work and study together."
The illusory body now transformed into four or five arms. Some were holding sickles, some were holding rice, and some were holding rods... It looked like a thousand-armed monster.
It's no wonder that Deng Wenming is afraid. He is currently busy harvesting the ripe Jiu Sui.
When Deng Wenming heard Yan Yan say that Sisi would be his colleague from now on, he quickly cupped his fists and raised his hands: "Junior Deng Wenming, I hope my seniors can give me more advice!"
Sisi had never been so serious about greeting others. When she saw Deng Wenming saluting her, she quickly transformed into two hands and followed Deng Wenming's example and bowed down: "Junior Sisi, I hope my seniors can give me some advice!
"
In fact, Sisi didn't know what Deng Wenming said at all, so she repeated exactly what Deng Wenming said.
This is the way it talks to Canghuaxue.
Yanyan was amused and rubbed Sisi's head: "His name is Deng Wenming. You can just call him Wenming. He is the person Canghua asked me to bring in."
Sisi floated around excitedly for several times: "That's great, that's great. In addition to adults, there will be one more person to accompany Sisi in the Xumi realm!"
Yan Yan took Deng Wenming to the warehouse at the back.
Canghua has been more interested in wine making recently. After drinking the Huadiao she brewed, Canghua spent all her time in the winery except reading.
It's not about drinking, it's about studying.
When Yanyan brought Deng Wenming into the wine shop, Canghua was rolling up his sleeves and sniffing into a wine jar. His long eyebrows were knitted tightly into a slender temple with a confused look on his face.
"Canghua, I brought civilization in, and I left it to you. You... what did you do to my wine?"
Yanyan rushed over, pushed Canghua away, squatted next to the wine jar and smelled it.
A pungent sour smell rushed out of the jar and penetrated directly into her nasal cavity. Yan Yan was almost fainted by the smoke. She raised her head and glared at Cang Hua: "What did you put in the wine? How can you sell it if it smells so bad?"
Canghua: "Nothing."
Yan Yan: "How could it be broken if you didn't put anything in it? You are such a great person, but you made a mistake and dare not admit it. Isn't it a shame for you!"
Canghua: "When did I feel embarrassed? I never let go of anything. If you don't believe me, just ask Sisi."
Sisi nodded quickly: "Sir, you really didn't release anything!"
Yan Yan frowned: "If you didn't let it go, it would break on its own if it was fine? Did you touch something else?"
Canghua saw Deng Wenming looking at him curiously, and then glanced at Yanyan who was squatting on the ground with a depressed look on his face...
He quickly raised his hand to dust off his sleeves and said slowly, "Are you Deng Wenming?"
Interrupted by Cang Hua, Yan Yan then remembered that she had sent Deng Wenming here, and she still needed to deal with the outside world.
"I'll leave the person to you first. There's also the matter of the wine, we're not done yet!" After Yan Yan finished speaking, the person hurried out.
Only Canghua, Deng Wenming, Sisi, a god, a human, and a spirit were left in the big workshop, looking at each other in confusion.
Deng Wenming hurriedly bowed to Canghua and said, "Disciple Deng Wenming has met Master!"
Cang Hua's slightly lazy purple eyes glanced at Deng Wenming: "You can call me God Lord, or call me Sir like Sisi. You are not qualified to be my disciple."
After saying that, he suddenly disappeared.
Only then did Deng Wenming suddenly remember that this familiar-looking Lord Divine Lord was the great immortal who appeared in the vision of the sacred tree on that day when he was heroic and crazy.