Journey to the West: Swallowing Giant Panda

Chapter 112 Yang Jian
"Chan'er, why don't you let go of the Panda King quickly?"

When Panda and Yang Chan were bickering, they suddenly heard a serious voice lecturing them a lesson.

The panda being held by Yang Chan felt her trembling almost all over at once, obviously a little afraid of the person who made the sound.Pandas don't even need to look, they all know who it is.In this place, there is only one person left who can make Yang Chan feel fearful even though he is not afraid of anything.

Erlang Xianshengzhenjun——Yang Jian!
After being hugged by Yang Chan and turned around, and then placed on the ground, the panda just saw this famous and famous emperor, Yang Jian.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, with sharp eyebrows and star eyes, a bold nose, and two thin lips, which look very handsome.The whole face highlights the man's fortitude and hardness, which is very handsome.And it's pure handsomeness.At this time, he was wearing a light blue gown, which fluttered lightly in the wind, floating out of the dust.A pair of black hair was tied tightly by a wooden hairpin, and the rest was scattered casually, much like the fairy in a female video novel.

"Second brother."

For Yang Chan, her father's love and mother's love have been missing since she was a child.

Except that Empress Nuwa took her to live in Wa Palace for a period of time, she almost grew up with Yang Jian.It is no exaggeration to say that it was Yang Jian who brought her up single-handedly, becoming both a father and a mother.

There is absolutely no relationship between siblings, it's just that the elder brother is like a father, and Yang Chan is somewhat afraid of Yang Jian, her second brother.

Therefore, after Liu Yanchang appeared in the future, the brother and sister turned against each other, so that there was a follow-up incident of suppressing the Three Virgins.

"Yeah." Yang Jian nodded lightly, then cupped his fists together: "Yang Jian, it's a great honor to meet the Panda King today."

The panda hurriedly returned the gift. After all, he is also an uncle, so the gift must be missed.

"Uncle, no, Zhenjun Erlang is very polite. I don't know how to be polite, I hope you don't blame Zhenjun."

Yang Jian smiled, with this smile, the two thin lips slightly raised, extremely sexy.The panda complained secretly, what the hell, it's because he is not gay, otherwise he would not be able to resist the charm of this guy!
"Come on, let's talk at home."

Yang Chan led the panda, stuck out her tongue at him, and made a grimace.Follow Yang Jian and fly towards home.

Without much effort, a few people arrived at a luxurious mansion.

The sound of military training came from the back mountain, and the grass-headed army who invited me just now has disappeared, and it must have returned to the team.According to legend, Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, has an army of twelve hundred grass heads.Don't think that the number of the [-] grass-headed troops is small.These people have followed Yang Jian since the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, and have personally participated in King Wu's defeat of Zhou.

I don't know how many thousands of people have experienced these 200 people, and all of them are not weak in practice, because they have followed Yang Jian for a long time and have become his subordinate soldiers.

"Wang Wang Wang"

Just outside the mansion, I heard a dog barking.

Immediately afterwards, a slender, swarthy dog ​​ran out of the house.The dog was full of energy, its eyes were shining brightly, and it barked loudly, abruptly and a little scary.The most important thing is that this dog is also the cultivation level of Taiyi Jinxian.

Moreover, it seems to be higher than Yang Chan's realm!It seems that such a metaphor is not very good!
Yang Jian bent down and stroked it, then turned around and introduced to the panda: "Friend Panda, this is my brother, Roaring Sky Dog."

The panda nodded: "The name of the Roaring Dog has spread far and wide, and I have heard it for a long time. When I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation."

Everyone loves flattery, and dogs are no exception.

Hearing these two words from Panda, Xiaotiangou barked at him a few times, very happy to see this, and did not treat him as an outsider.

"Fellow Daoist, please come in." Pushing open the door, the panda was ushered in.There were still six people standing in the room, each of them seemed to be real mountain peasants.They were all dressed in thatched grass, tattered, but all of them seemed to be fierce and rough.

"I'll just introduce this to the little panda."

Yang Chan ran up and down to the side of the six big men. The six men bowed slightly, seemingly respectful, but in fact, there was more affection in their eyes.

"These six older brothers are Kang Anyu, Zhang Boshi, Li Huanzhang, Yao Gonglin, Zhijian, and Guo Shen. They and the second brother are called the Seven Sages of Meishan. In fact, the second brother squeezed in abruptly. The six elder brothers became famous long ago, and they were called the Six Friends of Meishan at that time."

The first burly man quickly waved his hand: "Second Miss is absurd. Panda brothers, don't listen to Second Miss. If it weren't for Second Master, the six of us brothers might have been buried in the loess long ago. How could we have such a title."

The panda naturally knew that he was being polite: "Brother, you are being polite. Whether it is the Six Friends of Meishan or the Seven Sages of Meishan, they are well-known. Even the kid has heard his name for a long time in Huaguo Mountain, and seeing him today really deserves his reputation. "

"Okay, okay, stop flattering each other. Sit down quickly."

Yang Chanbai glared at them, and pulled the panda to sit on the bamboo chair.

At this moment, the panda just had the time to look at a yard, a row of purple bamboos was planted on the left side, a stone table, and a few round bamboo chairs.There is a mud stove in the middle, and clear tea is being boiled, presumably it was cooked to welcome myself.

Poor God!

I am really not such an elegant person, instead of making a bowl of tea, it would be better to have a barbecue for myself.

Yang Jian put down his long robe, and sat beside the clay stove like flowing clouds and flowing water: "Taste my tea today. It is a new tea that grows on the East Kunlun Mountains and the first tea tree in the world. This tea is produced every hundred years. Tea is very rare."

If other people say this sentence, the panda may think it is showing off.

But these words came from Yang Jian's mouth, and the panda didn't feel this way.He doesn't need to show off, and he has nothing to show off.

"Okay, then trouble Zhenjun to make tea."

Yang Jian didn't speak, Yang Chan snatched a sentence: "No trouble, my second brother is good at making tea. On weekdays, even I can cook tea for a day, it's very boring."

"I have spoiled this girl, fellow daoists, don't blame me."

"Hahaha, Chan'er is so naive. If it weren't for that, I'm afraid it would be hard for us to get to know each other."

After a few chats, the panda sat quietly watching Yang Jian make tea.I don't know when, the roaring dog slowly closed its eyes around the tan stove, and the six friends of Meishan retreated quietly, the wind was blowing the bamboo leaves rustling, the whole scene unexpectedly produced several Parting rhyme, indifferent and elegant.

(End of this chapter)