bayedsolid Chapter 569, Side Story 5: Where the Story Begins (End of Side Story)
Chapter 569, Side Story 5: Where the Story Begins (End of Side Story)
Lu Ya didn't care about that karma.
Five thousand years have passed and it hasn't had any impact. Besides, once it's completely eradicated, what will he use to continue clinging to the Yang family?
I still want to play with Yang Jiao.
Mosquito Taoist looked at Lu Ya and asked, "What are you planning?"
Lu Ya Daoist retorted, "What scheme did I have?"
Yang Jiao chuckled: "You're not still thinking about marrying into my family, are you?"
Lu Ya Daoist remained silent.
Yang Jiao's alarm blared.
Lu Ya didn't actually want to marry into the Yang family. He just liked the atmosphere of the Yang family and his friends.
Marrying into the family is out of the question, but learning from Kinnara, who quietly accomplishes great things, it would actually be quite good to become godparents.
Maybe I can even become Yang Jiao's older brother, hahaha.
He had a very pleasant thought, but the Mosquito Taoist curled his lip, spat out a warm bead, and said as if generously buying it out:
"This is from the mosquitoes during the Ten Golden Crows Formation. Here, take it. Don't bother Yang Jiao anymore."
Lu Ya pushed it away:
"I do not want."
Mosquito Taoist handed it over:
"you want."
"I do not want."
"you want."
They kept pushing and shoving each other, which made Bai Ze, who was watching from behind, extremely anxious.
The essence of the Golden Crow is a great tonic for Your Highness.
If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't the one who gave the bead to the Mosquito Taoist, he would have accepted it on behalf of His Highness!
To waste such a precious resource.
Just then.
More people arrived outside the door.
The Jade Emperor and Zhen Yuanzi walked in side by side.
Yang Jiao suddenly stood up, and said with delight:
"Uncle, Uncle! What brings you here?"
Their status was too high, and Yang Jiao had no intention of bothering them to send invitations to the appointment.
“We’re all family, so of course we had to come.” Zhen Yuanzi took out the ginseng fruit. “Your uncle noticed that you haven’t been coming to pick ginseng fruit as often lately, but these ten on the tree are growing fast, so he brought them for you.”
Hearing this, Bai Ze was so angry that he wanted to rush into the flowerbed and nibble on some grass to vent his anger!
Your family's ginseng fruit grows fast?
The Three Realms are developing too fast. Look at the crazy things you've heard!
The Jade Emperor glanced at Zhen Yuanzi and scoffed, "Pretentious."
He was different; he was Yao Ji's older brother.
He laughed and took his seat, then raised his hand to look at the kneeling celestial beings and issued a decree: "Get up, all of you. This is a family banquet today. Do not concern yourselves with my status."
Zhen Yuanzi burst out laughing:
"You're quite pretentious too."
The two big shots were exchanging barbs, and neither of them dared to laugh.
"Junior Sister".
Grand Master Xuandu stood by the door, followed by Kong Xuan and Zhao Gongming.
"Senior brother." Yang Jiao was increasingly delighted and quickly stood up to greet him: "Kong Xuan, God of Wealth, please come in and sit down."
Grand Master Xuandu placed a gourd of Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in front of Yang Jiao as a congratulatory gift.
Green Ox looked away in disgust and muttered, "I thought Senior Brother would give me some valuable gift. Tch, Nine-Turn Golden Pill."
The table full of monsters fell silent.
Sometimes I really want to drag Qingniu out and beat him up.
"Big peacock, come, come, sit here." Lu Ya Dao Ren frantically waved to Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan glanced at it and silently sat down at another table.
She didn't want to sit with Lu Ya, afraid that he would suddenly become spineless and lean on her.
Lu Ya saw that Kong Xuan had already taken his seat, and showed no sign of disappointment.
He eagerly greeted Zhao Gongming again: "Hey, the God of Wealth is sitting next to me, come, come."
Zhao Gongming smiled faintly. After all, this was a good friend who had been digging up the earth veins with him in the Western Sect for many years. It has to be said that Zhao Gongming was able to dig up beautiful and useful earth veins thanks to Lu Ya Dao Ren, so their friendship was naturally deep.
Then I had to walk over.
Only Bai Ze was actually eating grass.
While he was exhausted from traveling all over the Three Realms, even to the point of coughing up blood, his Highness's network of connections was growing ever wider.
Anyone who comes is a good friend.
Now that he's like this, where is even a trace of the lifeless spirit he had back then?
They're getting more and more shameless.
Before Zhao Gongming could even reach the table, seven teenagers darted out from the backyard.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.
Each of them wore a gourd-shaped hair ornament on their head.
They brought in a grand chair amidst all the commotion and placed it in the middle of the courtyard.
Hmm, this was suggested by the White Bone Demon.
Yun Zhongzi greeted the fellow Daoists who had entered the mortal world and pulled Zhao Gongming to sit down.
"What does this mean?" Zhao Gongming asked, puzzled. Why was he sitting at a single table?
Yun Zhongzi laughed loudly and led the Taoists to light incense.
They walked up one by one in a queue.
"Pay homage to the God of Wealth."
One person held three sticks of incense in their hand.
This isn't going to a temple dedicated to the God of Wealth; this is offering incense to the God of Wealth in person.
Zhao Gongming reluctantly accepted it, looking at Yang Jiao with pleading eyes: "You taught me this?"
I can't think of anyone else but her.
Yang Jiao herself wouldn't miss out on this excitement.
He stepped forward with the incense, bowed respectfully, and presented the incense to Zhao Gongming.
"God of Wealth, don't ask, just take it."
Zhao Gongming accepted everything without question.
The point of celebrating is to have fun.
Sun Wukong also jumped out, holding up incense: "May Kongkong have an endless supply of peaches."
At this moment, Venus was silently recording this scene.
He was the only one who was actually working; the excitement had nothing to do with the old angel.
He bit the pen and wrote:
The Jade Emperor, a celestial being, goes deep into the grassroots to solve problems and serves the people's livelihood—he conducts guidance and research on the "celestial grassroots" work at Guanjiangkou.
To implement the policy of "Gods going down to the grassroots to better serve the people," and to gain a real understanding of the work progress and promote the completion of tasks, the Jade Emperor, along with the God of Blessings Yang Jiao, the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming, and others, conducted on-site visits, held discussions, and met with local grassroots staff...
Yang Jiao stood up; she was somewhat drunk.
She carried a pot of wine and slowly made her way to the back of the mountain.
Drain the estuary.
The place where the story begins.
Today, these dozens of friends have gathered together again, and even from a distance, she can still hear their hearty laughter.
Yang Jiao guessed that Yang Jian and Nezha must have started fighting again, with Sun Wukong cheering them on from the sidelines;
Or perhaps, Lu Ya Dao Ren was chasing after Kong Xuan again, shouting: "Big peacock, big peacock, the kind that Bai Ze can't hold back."
Or perhaps, mosquitoes were chasing the black and white lotuses around the yard...
Yang Jiao entered a temple, where a huge Tai Chi pattern was laid out in the center, and plaques hanging on both sides read:
Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things.
People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.
Entering through the middle leads to the Sanqing Hall.
The supreme deity of Taoism.
Yang Jiao picked up an apple from the shrine, wiped it casually on her clothes, and took a bite.
He wandered to a quiet, secluded spot and sat there, lost in thought.
After having a few drinks, I always recall the epic experiences I've had in the past. It feels like a long time ago, yet it's as clear as if it happened yesterday.
The story begins here.
At that time, Yang Jiao was all alone.
The wind on Mount Qingcheng was somewhat alluring, blowing open the stories in her heart one by one.
Yang Jiao realized she might really be drunk.
That's why I feel such longing in my heart.
At that moment, I could faintly hear a panting sound.
She turned her head and saw a girl struggling to climb the mountain, looking exhausted, but still muttering a puzzled comment:
"I don't know if it's because our Taoist patriarchs are incompetent or our disciples are incompetent, but a famous Taoist mountain actually has Buddhas and Bodhisattvas enshrined on it."
Yang Jiao stared at her intently.
I was somewhat lost in thought.
A moment later, she suddenly stood up, tears welling in her eyes, and her ethereal voice fell:
"If you're so capable, then you do it. If I don't teach you a lesson today, my Daoist heart might be destroyed."