I had a quick meeting with the City God, chatted for a while, and then parted ways.

When Zhong Sheng learned that his family was safe and was being taken care of in both the human and the underworld, a big stone fell in his heart.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something and slapped his forehead.

"Donkey, where did you die?"

A neighing sound sounded, bells rang rhythmically, and the crisp sound of hoofbeats came from far to near.

The little donkey was holding a large piece of braised meat, which he had stolen from an unknown restaurant, and was devouring it.

"Let's go, we're back, can we run?"

The little donkey looked like "no problem" and indicated that if he wanted to set off, he would have to wait until he finished eating the meat.

The sound of bells in the clouds keeps ringing, and water vapor blows towards your face, condensing into large frost flowers.

Zhong Sheng recalled that along the way, the sound of bells kept ringing in his ears, and he suddenly realized.

"Ang, ang, ang!"

The young Taoist heard this and bowed, "Your Majesty, King Qin, please give me your instructions."

Suddenly, I suddenly had a whim. Is it possible to find the whereabouts of the Maitreya messenger and a group of believers in a dream?

Zhong Sheng was full of murderous intent. He pressed the big donkey's neck and gestured back and forth, as if he was looking for the place to put the knife.

The bell originated from the magic of animal husbandry. Could it be that the donkey put it on and carried him to sleep?

"Donkey, yes he is here, you will miss him."

The river behind was cut off by people and horses, and water was being pumped everywhere for washing. The sound of people and horses was so peaceful.

The City God is a yin god. Under normal circumstances, living people cannot see it with the naked eye and cannot talk to it.

Suddenly, from a close distance, there was the sound of horses neighing, water splashing, and small lumps of turbid water mixed with river sand, spreading to the feet.

Buckets of water were poured under the horses, washing away the dirt and dust, and the waves splashed like broken jade.

Master, look at it!

Zhong Sheng thought to himself that the elm was really enlightened, and I had underestimated the donkey’s IQ.

As a result, the secret was exposed on the seventh time.

The big donkey rolled its eyes and concentrated on licking the white frost under the stone monument, then swung its tail in approval.

There were no flag-raising warriors beside me, a majestic young man holding an ax and a golden hammer. Looking forward, I saw countless armored soldiers shining with scales, spreading to the end of my sight. The atmosphere was solemn and light.

"If you make another mistake, sell him outside the donkey meat shop."

A moment ago...

"You asked him to take you to the King of Qin. Does the King of Qin understand?"

In this case, the experience just now can be explained. He, his family, and the city god all met in a dream

The big donkey's breathing became heavy, and he staggered a few steps. Before landing, he knelt down and gasped for air.

Zhong Sheng sighed in his heart, even in the dream, the donkey was not exhausted, it would get tired, and he would get what he asked for.

The young King Qin pointed to the surging river and said hastily.

This young Taoist is the one closest to King Qin and cannot turn around to talk at any time.

Zhong Sheng used a wooden stick to write the seven characters of "King of Qin" on the ground, "I saw it badly, compare the two characters, but don't dare to make another mistake."

Master, I’ll give you another chance!

Li Qingfeng was among them, but I was in a close position and followed a young Taoist.

"Taoism is quiet and promising, breaking through the void and achieving enlightenment. It strives for the lowest state and pursues immortality and old age."

The big donkey was still convinced and pointed at the golden pheasant with its hoof.

"Not yet, he is the king of Qin, he is the king of Qin Dynasty, and his stupid donkey has made a mistake again."

The sunlight dissolves under the feathers, flowing out a rainbow of light, which is more gorgeous than any treasure in the world.

Everything is possible in dreams, and wherever your heart desires, you can reach it in the blink of an eye.

"That's it for that time, let's try again another day!"

"Hey, why did you see Li Sibai?"

Zhong Sheng does not have an out-of-body soul and can see each other, only one of them may be dreaming.

The little donkey is really smart. After putting on the bell, he mastered the technique of dreaming without much fumbling.

The young King of Qin rode his horse in the shallow water, and the horse on the seat was drinking water with its head raised.

The inner circle is a little chaotic, but as you get closer to the core, order is strict and everyone is on guard.

A drop of sweat ran across the big donkey's long face, and it ended up panicking.

In a mountain stream, under the low branches, there are golden pheasants with gorgeous feathers.

However, King Qin also lacked Taoist priests. For example...well, he had no acquaintances.

"Chunfeng, I am joining the army in your house, and I have no Taoist qualifications. There are some things that others can easily tell me, so I didn't ask him for advice."

The word "King of Qin" is not even the slightest difference, so he will say it is right, right

Waves of weak aura soared straight into the sky, like a rolling furnace, reaching the limit of melting even if it got closer.

Among the golden pheasants, the smallest one with the most gorgeous feathers is a rooster, standing on the lowest branch, showing off its slender tail feathers.

"That is the King of Birds, a bird of beasts. What you want is the King of Qin, a human or a bird. Do you understand?"

Zhong Sheng stroked the mane of the little donkey, what a treasure!

I fell asleep again a few days ago. The big donkey excitedly led me away from this place and found hundreds of golden pheasants.

But now, Zhong Sheng became very happy. I was here for archeology.

Zhong Sheng stroked the big donkey's neck heavily, and the donkey's limbs were stretched and relaxed. You sighed, "Being with you is like being with a tiger!"

The big donkey carried Tang Shu on his back, squeaking and squeaking across thousands of miles, and finally arrived at a surging river.

"Look for it again!"

What kind of monsters, demons and demons, in the face of such a battle, if they dare to get close, they will disappear immediately.

In our dreams, we were also afraid that the sound would be too quiet and alarm Wei Bohou and the monkeys.

Zhong Sheng rode a donkey, gliding on the water, knowing that after a long time, he still saw people.

Behind Tang Shu’s noodles is one of the fourth wonders of the world, the Tomb of King Qin.

The seven places are vast, but you can see the river flowing through it. When it comes, you know its origin, when it goes, you know its end, and when it goes day and night, it rests.

"Is it fair for a son of a rich man to sit in a pavilion?"

The big donkey looked at me angrily and asked, "Who are you looking at? You are not very literate."

At that time, the King of Qin went on patrol in private, with all the ceremonial guards around him and surrounded by young generals.

If in the past life, I could find the tomb of King Qin, I would give me a certificate and give me a few words for a TV interview.

The first time I went home, the big donkey performed exceptionally well, giving me the illusion that the donkey was very reliable.

……

The flag with the word "Tang" fluttering in the wind, cheering and stirring.

The King of Qin is actually the King of Qin, and the time between Fa and Emperor is not that far apart, at least after the Han Dynasty, he is lying on the ground!

That is the king of golden pheasants. He stands out for his gorgeous appearance, small size, and fierce fighting.

"Huh?"

"You are looking for a living person or a dead person."

"Now that I have joined the world to assist the king, I disparage Confucianism and denounce Buddhism. This is self-contradictory. How to explain it?"

Tang Shu stood on the tree, pointed at the big donkey's forehead and cursed, hating that iron is like steel.

"Donkey, give him one more chance, ah, you are kidding.

Finally, I recalled that my master was very vicious, killing people like cutting melons, and he always kept his word.

This is a magical power with infinite possibilities!

Zhong Sheng glanced around and found this smelly Taoist priest. How come he was so silent?

The big donkey raised his head, looked at me sideways, and even took action. How could he be willing to let you be so smart and capable?

"That's right, it's that King of Qin, donkey, who went back without any reward."

Zhong Sheng held down the big donkey's head and wanted to use the knife. The donkey was slow, so don't do it. You still have to use your full strength!
Chapter completed!