Zhong Kui said unwillingly: "Your Majesty, did you really hand over Li Chengqian's soul to him like this?"

King Qin Guang said: "It's better to have just a few souls than him to intervene in the underworld." Go back and work. He turned his head and walked towards the main hall, followed by a group of judges.

In the middle of the day, Zhang Mingxuan flew back to the hanging island and walked on the garden path.

"Uncle Huang~" With a mournful roar, Jin Yang pounced and hugged Zhang Mingxuan's thigh and cried.

The queen followed closely, her eyes red, and she wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Jin Yang sobbed while crying and said, "Uncle Huang, Brother Huang is dead, and I will never see him again." Jinyang is so sad. Woo woo woo~"

The queen smiled and said, "Where did Mingxuan go?" I didn't come back overnight, and Sister Qingya was very worried. ”

Zhang Mingxuan patted Jinyang's head comfortingly and said, "I went to Chang'an." ”

The queen's eyes lit up and she looked at Zhang Mingxuan expectantly, hoping for what happened.

Zhang Mingxuan said with a smile: "Fortunately, although Li Chengqian's kid is dead, if nothing happens, his soul can be saved." ”

The queen immediately blessed herself as a gift, and cried with joy and said: "Thank you Mingxuan! Thank you! ”

Zhang Mingxuan rubbed Jin Yang's little head and said with a smile: "You're welcome! I think you are family, so naturally I can't bear to see you sad." ”

Jin Yang raised his head with tears on his face, and said pitifully: "Uncle Huang is saying that I can still see Brother Huang." ”

Zhang Mingxuan stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears on Jin Yang's face, and said with a smile: "Of course, you can see him tomorrow morning." ”

Jin Yang immediately laughed and shouted, "Great, Uncle Huang is so good! I want to tell Aunt Qingxuan about this news, and I also want to tell Xiaoxue." ”

Jin Yang let go of Zhang Mingxuan's thigh, turned around and ran out quickly.

The queen said with anticipation: "Can Cheng Qian really come back tomorrow?"

Zhang Mingxuan nodded and said, "Of course, I never lie to people." Of course, it's not a human being who comes back, it's a ghost. ”

The queen murmured, "That's good, that's good!" Her face changed a few times, there were surprises, luck, and anger.

Zhang Mingxuan yawned and said, "I'll go back to rest first, I'm so sleepy." ”

The queen woke up like a dream, and said apologetically: "I've tired you from the things that have been done, so go and rest! I'll help you prepare lunch." ”

Zhang Mingxuan said embarrassedly: "Then thank you Sister Queen." ”

The queen smiled: "I should say thank you, you have done so much for our family, and I have no ability to repay you, so I can only help you cook some food to show my gratitude." ”

Zhang Mingxuan laughed and said: "The queen's food is not something that ordinary people can eat. ”

The queen smiled and said, "Just you are poor! Go and rest!"

"Okay!" Zhang Mingxuan walked towards the recliner on his grass, lying on the recliner with a sense of relaxation, it was still comfortable and familiar here.

Zhang Mingxuan was lying on the recliner, thinking for a while, what exactly did he want to shoot? Should he shoot Yang Jian making trouble in Lingshan? Or should he shoot a Buddha cheating? Zhang Mingxuan's thoughts flashed in his heart.

On the way to the west, the four of Tang Sanzang's masters and apprentices walked in the mountains and forests in a dull manner, and there was no quarrel between Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong.

Tang Sanzang strangled the white dragon horse, turned over and dismounted, and said resolutely: "I want to find Zhang Gongzi to make it clear, the poor monk should not hide the death of Mrs. Pressing the Dragon." ”

Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks and said: "If you want to say it, it is also my grandson to say that Mrs. Pressing Dragon was killed by my grandson." ”

Tang Sanzang took out his mobile phone, sat on the stone on the side of the road and said: "Wukong is also to save me, one person does things and one person does it, if Zhang Gongzi wants to take revenge, let him come to the poor monk!"

Zhu Bajie snorted and said, "It's all because the senior brother is too impulsive!"

Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, and said irritably: "Idiot, can't you fight?"

Tang Sanzang said angrily: "Don't be noisy, when will you still be unstable?!"

A few people settled down in an instant.

A phone ringtone came.

Zhang Mingxuan took out his mobile phone and looked at it, hmm! Tang Sanzang? What is he looking for me to do?

Zhang Mingxuan replied, "Xiao Tang, what's the matter?"

Xuanzang: "There is a thing that has been held in the hearts of poor monks for a long time. ”

Carefree Divine Monarch: "What's the matter?"

Xuanzang: "The poor monk is guilty!"

Zhang Mingxuan buckled his nose, bounced it out, and replied casually: "You killed someone?"

Xuanzang: "Alas~ Almost! How long has it been since Zhang Gongzi has seen Mrs. Pressuring Dragon?"

Xiaoyao Shenjun: "It's been a long time! I heard that my godmother has returned to her parents' house, why are you asking this?"

On the way to the west, Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice sat around and looked at the chat page, and even the little white dragon poked his head out from behind.

Zhu Bajie said to himself: "I haven't seen you for a long time, it's over, maybe it's really dead." ”

Tang Sanzang's face was also ugly, and it seemed that the most unwilling thing to happen had really happened.

Zhang Mingxuan replied in surprise: "Monk, you don't have any bad thoughts about my godmother, do you?" warn you, take back your dirty thoughts as soon as possible, otherwise you will die." (Blood Knife)"

Tang Sanzang suddenly had a black line in his head, and most of the uneasiness in his heart dissipated.

Tang Sanzang replied: "Zhang Gongzi, Mrs. Pressing the Dragon may have been killed by mistake when Wukong rescued the poor monk. ”

"What?"

Zhang Mingxuan sat up from the dying illness on the recliner in shock, his eyes were horrified, his godmother died?

Then I felt that something was wrong, wasn't my godmother in Qingqiu? Tang Sanzang was in Xiniu Hezhou, how many hundred and eight thousand miles away?!

Zhang Mingxuan still exited the chat page and sent a message to Mrs. Zhulong: "Godmother, are you there?"

Mrs. Pressed Dragon replied, "What's the matter?"

Carefree Divine Monarch: "It's okay, I just miss you." ”

Mrs. Pressuring Dragon: "(ノ ̄▽ ̄) The little mouth is so sweet!

Zhang Mingxuan opened Tang Sanzang's chat page again, and there were a few more messages in it.

Xuanzang: "Zhang Gongzi, are you okay?"

Xuanzang: "It's all the fault of the poor monks, and there is no difference between killing and killing the poor monks." ”

Xuanzang: "Zhang Gongzi, are you okay?"

Xuanzang: "Gongzi Zhang, are you still there?"

Zhang Mingxuan replied: "When and where did Sun Wukong kill my godmother?"

Tang Sanzang immediately replied: "It's difficult to be in the Lotus Cave. ”

On the hanging island, Zhang Mingxuan collapsed in the recliner again, it was the nine-tailed incarnation!

Carefree God-Monarch: "Oh! I see, little thing. ”

Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice looked at each other, they thought of Zhang Mingxuan's various reactions, they were furious, and it was possible to turn against each other, but they didn't expect it to be so bland.

Zhu Bajie muttered: "He won't have a grudge against his godmother, right?"

Monk Sha said: "Impossible! He made a game box before and gave it to his dear godmother, how can there be hatred?"

Zhu Bajie said suspiciously: "Then this doesn't make sense!"