Datang started from being a salted fish

Chapter 90 Old Cheng, have you heard of drifting?

Wang Yin picked up Cheng Lingxue and walked towards the villa.

"Huh? Young master, is it... Finally enlightened?" Seeing this scene, Jarvis couldn't help muttering in his heart: "But this is Duke Lu's daughter... Rabbits don't even eat grass by the side of the nest... Besides, Duke Lu is still sleeping now. It's in the servant's room... If the young master takes the opportunity to give Miss Cheng to... the matter will be unclear later on. But I dare not stop the young master..."

Wang Yin threw Cheng Lingxue on the sofa in the lobby of the villa, and when he came out, he saw Jarvis circling outside.

"So fast?..." Jarvis was surprised: "There are no pants..."

"Old Jia." Wang Yin called out to Jarvis who was in a brainstorm.

"Ah?...Ah...what's your order, Master?" Jarvis hurried over after regaining his senses.

"Go and collect some beans and pigs, the more the better." Wang Yin ordered: "Let them send them all later."

"Here." Jarvis followed the order.

Wang Yin walked into the servants' room, looked at Cheng Yaojin who was soundly asleep, and showed a kind (BT) smile.

Cheng Yaojin is very happy today.

After a hard meal at Wang Yin's house, eating the delicious dishes and drinking the celestial wine, Cheng Yaojin felt as if he was flying.

When leaving Wang Yin's house, he found a splendid carriage parked at the door of the General's Mansion. The carriage exuded a soft light, and a flawless white fairy horse was hitched to the carriage. After seeing him coming, he let out a cheerful cry and rushed towards the carriage. He nodded.

An immortal Taoist priest was standing respectfully beside the carriage.

"Lu Guogong, you are here." Seeing Cheng Yaojin, the Taoist priest bowed.

"I've invited you, the Immortal." Cheng Yaojin returned the greeting: "What are you doing?"

"The Immortal Realm is holding a grand meeting today, and I have been specially sent to pick up Duke Lu to enjoy it together." The Taoist Master respectfully opened the carriage door curtain.

Cheng Yaojin sat in the carriage with a face full of disbelief, feeling the carriage rising slowly and flying towards the sky.

"I didn't expect that my old Cheng would fly up this day." Cheng Yaojin murmured looking at the scenery outside through the curtain of the carriage, "Hmph, this fairy horse must be much more powerful than Wang Yin's hot air balloon!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help feeling sour when he thought that he hadn't been able to catch up with the hot air balloon.

I don't know how long it took to fly, Cheng Yaojin only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he looked closely, he was already in a fairy palace.

Unbelievable and gorgeous buildings stand on both sides, and immortals shuttle among them.

"I've seen Lord Lu." Seeing Cheng Yaojin's arrival, the immortals all bowed and saluted with incomparably respectful expressions.

Cheng Yaojin was dumbfounded, and Cheng Yaojin was petrified. . .

"Lu Guogong dedicated his whole life to the Great Tang. He is indeed a model for the people of the world. After a hundred years, he will directly ascend to the fairy world to protect the order of the fairy world. He will be named 'Marshal Yong'an'!" An old and deep voice sounded in the void, and all the immortals fell to the ground to worship.

A ray of divine light shone on Cheng Yaojin's body, and he felt a burst of relief, the light dissipated, and he was already wearing the godly armor of the gods.

All the immortals came up to get close to Cheng Yaojin one after another, and some beautiful fairies frequently looked at him.

Cheng Yaojin entertained cheerfully and felt that his life had reached its peak. . . . . .

"General Cheng, the cornerstone of the Tang Dynasty still needs your support. After a hundred years, you and I will have a good time together here." At the end of the party, the immortals said in unison.

"I hope you will give me more advice in the future. I will take my leave for now." After Cheng Yaojin returned the gift, something suddenly sounded: "Fellow immortals, is there a young man named Wang Yin in this immortal world?"

"Oh my god, it turned out to be that scum!"

"traitor!"

"The shame of the fairy world!"

"We are ashamed to be with him!"

"Damn whore, sooner or later you will be struck to death by the lightning of the Nine Heavens God!"

. . . . . .

Hearing Wang Yin's name, the immortals immediately became excited.

"Why did General Cheng mention him all of a sudden?" The immortals wondered: "Could it be that the general has seen this scum? I hope the general will tell you that if he didn't escape despicably last time, he would definitely be left dead!"

"Maybe I mistook the person." Cheng Yaojin said perfunctorily, "If we meet him in the future, my old Cheng will be the first to let him go!"

After thinking about it, Wang Yin is usually on good terms with himself, Cheng Yaojin said righteously.

"I didn't expect that my old Cheng is so powerful, I'm so touched by God. Tsk tsk" On the way back, Cheng Yaojin sat in the carriage and thought happily.

When I became the Marshal in the Immortal Realm a hundred years later, and made clear arrangements for my descendants, wouldn't the old Cheng family be completely carried forward in my own hands?
All ancestors and ancestors can be proud of themselves!
Then why bother to beg that boy Wang Yin, hum!
I'm afraid that in the future, this brat will have to cover himself when he returns to the fairy world!

Thinking about my status as the Grand Marshal who has been sealed by God, other immortals still have to treat me a little less favorably.

"Hey hey hey..." Thinking of the beauty, Cheng Yaojin couldn't help laughing happily (pervertedly).

Just smiling, Cheng Yaojin was stunned: No, it didn't take so long when I came here?

Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojin quickly lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out.

It doesn't matter, Cheng Yaojin almost peed in fright. . . . . .

I saw that the carriage was driving in a forest, and all the trees in the two sets of trees were dead, leaving only the trunks standing there.

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery was covered with a layer of dark red, and grimaces grew out of the tree trunks.

"Woo~~Woo~~" A creepy cry came from all around, and Cheng Yaojin felt his thighs being pressed hard, but he still couldn't stop them from trembling. . .

The carriage beneath him melted away like wax, and when the splendor receded, Cheng Yaojin suddenly found that he was in a carriage made entirely of bones, and even the horses pulling the carriage were only left a skeleton.

"Wait... this is not the way back to my house!" Cheng Yaojin hurriedly shouted to the Taoist priest sitting on the front of the car: "Taoist priest! Stop the car quickly! I want to get out of this damn place!"

"Hey hey hey..." A strange laughter came from the front, and the Taoist priest's shoulders also trembled.

"Do you still want to go home?" The Taoist Master slowly turned his head: "The entrance is blocked, just wait here to die!"

Cheng Yaojin suddenly discovered that this is no fairy elder, it is clearly just a skeleton with clothes on. . .

After the skeleton finished speaking, the carriage suddenly sped up. The wind hit his face with a chill, and Cheng Yaojin's heart also went cold. . .

Cheng Yaojin sat down on the skeleton car, closed his eyes, and lost all thoughts.

"Huh? Something's wrong?" Cheng Yaojin, who was sitting there waiting to die, suddenly noticed something strange.

The sound of the carriage in my ears became smaller and smaller, only the whistling wind and a rumbling roar remained in my ears.

And why is it so cold?
Cheng Yaojin suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was. . .Blue fields and white clouds. . .

Cheng Yaojin was stunned, and wanted to sit up, only to find that he was tied up.

"Which bastard bastard framed me?" Cheng Yaojin struggled a few times, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became, and he was almost out of breath.

"Yo, old Cheng woke up?" Hearing Cheng Yaojin's scolding on the roof of the car, Wang Yin said cheerfully.

"Wang Yin?" Cheng Yaojin was stunned for a moment, completely confused about the situation: "Why are you tying me up? Let me go!"

"No hurry, no hurry." Wang Yin said with a smile: "It's cool up there, help you sober up."

"Put me down quickly! The roof of your carriage is too hard, it hurts!"

Wang Yin is not driving fast now, no wonder Cheng Yaojin mistakenly thought he was on top of the carriage.

"Old Cheng, have you heard of drifting?" After Wang Yin finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator suddenly. . .

(End of this chapter)