Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 139 Return to Beijing, Yang Muzhen! Next Plan

On the train back to Beijing.

After experiencing these life-threatening hardships and dangers, even the fat man, who was usually noisy, behaved very quietly, which was inconsistent with the lively scene when he came.

Yang An occasionally chatted a few words.

But the rest of the time, everyone was soundly sleeping, and would only be awakened from their dreams when the shouts of the lunch box sellers approached.

It is conceivable that this journey of less than a month has already exhausted the energy and efforts of the four people.

After enlightening the wood lily spirit.

Yang An and Shirley Yang, carrying Fatty and Hu Bayi, flew out of the scorched earth insect valley.

The four of them did not stop, and crossed the river in the Zhalong Mountain area in one breath, and only stopped when they arrived at Caiyun Inn.

After chatting with the innkeeper's wife.

When everyone learned about the thunderstorm warning last night, she originally planned to return to the town to avoid disasters such as mudslides.

But by the time she was ready to leave, it was too late, so she stayed in the inn in fear.

Otherwise, Yang An and his group wouldn’t be able to see her.

The proprietress also said that what was strange was that the thunderstorm had been happening over at the Insect Valley, and one could see flames lighting up half the sky, as if the entire mountain was on fire. Fortunately, the final rainstorm should have put out the fire in the valley.

After hearing this, Yang An was glad that he finally used rainwater to put out the fire.

After all, no one could have imagined the twists and turns of the story. It was a thunderstorm that ignited the valley and caused a wildfire.

Even if someone goes to check it out in the future, they will probably treat it as an ordinary wildfire, which would save the four people a lot of trouble.

There is no way I would suspect these four people.

Yang An naturally continued to follow the boss lady's words.

After a night's rest, we said goodbye and left, trudged back to the county town and finally took the train.

I won’t mention it anymore.

Until the train arrived in Beijing after more than 40 hours.

They just woke up from their berths.

To be honest, the flight attendant was ready to contact medical assistance.

Just got off the train.

The four of them went straight to the oldest mutton hotpot restaurant in the capital and had a big meal.

The plates were piled up to form a small hill.

The fat man drank three bottles of Erguotou, which was over 60 degrees in alcohol. In terms of alcohol tolerance, he can now say that he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. After all, he has three times the physical fitness, and his digestion and excretion speed of ethanol has been greatly accelerated.

At Yang An’s level, he could even turn ethanol into water and expel it just like Duan Yu in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils used the Six Meridians Divine Sword to expel wine.

The four people's appetite shocked the waiter, who suspected that they were starving ghosts reincarnated or came here to eat some delicious food.

If Yang An's driver hadn't arrived in a car right after, the waiter would have probably taken them to the police station.

The four men did not bring many changes of clothes when they set out for King Xian's tomb. After a month of hardship, their clothes were so dirty that they looked as tattered as beggars.

No wonder the waiter misunderstood. By the way, now they are not called waiters, but salespersons.

Walking out of the mutton restaurant.

Yang An stood on the steps, picking his teeth, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, and smacked his lips, "The mutton is good."

Hu Bayi and Fatty nodded.

Yang An then added, "It's just that the service is a bit poor."

"Hahaha."

I don’t know what happened, but the four of them were suddenly stunned for a moment, and then they looked at each other and burst into laughter. They laughed so hard that they were out of breath and tears were almost coming out.

No one can understand them.

What a blessing it is to be able to come back and have a meal of mutton hotpot after surviving the disaster. Thinking about this job, it feels like a dream.

Until the four of them were tired of laughing.

Hu Bayi asked breathlessly, "Young Master Yang, Fatty and I probably have nowhere to go this time. The courtyard where Fatty stayed before, please make sure all his luggage is thrown out, please take a look..."

"It's okay, you can just live in the store." Yang An waved his hand and said, "From now on, treat the store as your home."

Lao Hu and Fatty readily agreed.

Yang An has made an appointment with Lao Hu and Fatty to meet the day after tomorrow. He will take a rest for the next two days and find a place to study the Zhuochen Pearl.

Just then, Shirley Yang and I got in the car and were on our way back to the palace.

Yang An sighed, Old Hu is indeed a wonderful person. The deep meaning of these words is naturally that Hu Bayi is asking them where to go.

Return to the palace.

Yang An walked into the yard and looked at the familiar rockery landscape in the yard. He felt completely relaxed, as if he had been away for a long time and finally returned home.

I guess Shirley Yang felt the same way. The two siblings looked at each other and everything was said without words.

This time he went out under the guise of archaeology, but came back with nothing. I'm sure the officials will ask about this.

After all, the identities of the Yang siblings are very important.

Yang An is an international celebrity and a wealthy man. He even funded the President in the United States, but that is called a political donation.

In America, there has always been a habit of businessmen entering politics, which started with Roosevelt during World War II.

Until now, many CEOs of large groups may go into politics after leaving office, and some may become group presidents after entering politics.

The so-called complex has been figured out by this group of people.

If Yang An wanted, he could also become a state legislator or something like that, but that's not his ambition.

Such a great man is willing to come back and invest money in the construction of the motherland. Dongfang will naturally attach great importance to it and regard it as one of the benchmarks for external publicity.

As long as Yang An doesn't make any big mistakes, he will be able to get a free pass from death, so Yang An is not too nervous.

He had thought it all out, so he looked around, found nothing, and used that as an excuse to return empty-handed.

There was nothing in their luggage that was inconvenient to show to others, and as for the fire in King Xian's tomb, they were not suspected of being responsible.

Wait until the storm has passed and then donate those artifacts and everything will be done.

The other thing is to make arrangements for the enlightened wood lily spirit and assign her an identity.

The wood locust spirit had been following Yang An in stealth. Hu Bayi and the others should have guessed it, but they all tacitly agreed not to mention it. They would keep this experience to themselves.

Yang An was not worried about what they might say, as he had already given hints to Lao Hu and Fatty.

There is no need to worry about their loyalty. According to Fatty, their wills are now stronger than those of revolutionary martyrs. They are determined to follow Yang An and carry out his orders.

Yang An was still considering whether to take the two people with him to Kunlun Temple.

I slept for two or three days in Caiyun Inn and on the train.

Shirley Yang was not sleepy when she got home. She tidied up the room and changed the bedding before it got dark.

Then we went to Yang An's room.

The wood lily spirit was sitting quietly on Yang An's bed, with a hint of curiosity on its delicate little face, looking at the pile of things Yang An had arranged on the desk.

"Xiao An, have some tea."

Shirley Yang's voice awakened Yang An from his deep thought.

He put down the jade toad in his hand and looked back.

On the desk, there was a map of the Kunlun Palace that he had obtained from Uncle Ming, as well as the jade box and the Zhuchen Pearl from the coffin of King Xian. And medicinal herbs!

In addition to the wood lily essence, there are many valuable medicinal herbs of older years in the Insect Valley. Yang An brought back all that he could.

This pile of things filled the entire desk.

Shirley Yang took a closer look and asked in surprise, "What is this?"

"The divine weapon that King Xian used to change the feng shui of Worm Valley."

Yang An smiled. This jade toad was made of a meteorite from outer space and it continuously emitted radiation.

It is this jade toad that has kept the environment in the entire Insect Valley the same as it was a thousand years ago, breeding a large number of poisonous insects and providing an environment for the survival of ancient biological weapons such as the Beast Man, which should not exist.

Later it was taken away by Yang An and I had forgotten about it until I remembered it when I was sorting out the harvest just now.

Although I haven't thought of any use for it yet.

However, the wood locust spirit felt more comfortable the closer it was to the jade toad, and it absorbed the essence of the moon faster. This effect made it a treasure of inestimable value.

"Muyu, come here for a moment."

Yang An took the large teacup with obvious marks of the times and took a sip, while waving to Mu Yujing.

Both her temperament and appearance are like a forest elf, with a pair of lively big eyes, emerald green hair, and pointed ears. She is incredibly beautiful.

Yang An simply named her Mu Ruo, and her surname was Yang, just like his.

Mu Yu was sitting quietly, but when he saw Yang An waving at him, his eyes lit up and he jumped off the bed and came over.

Look at Mu Li's bare white and tender little feet, floating off the ground.

There was a hint of helplessness on Yang An's face. After gaining the ability to fly, Mu Yu no longer liked to walk around and would fly whenever she did anything.

In the past few days since he came back, Yang An has roughly understood Mu Yu's abilities through hand gestures and mental communication.

It can be roughly divided into three types.

In terms of attack, the incarnation can attack using vines, which is similar to the wood transformation.

In terms of auxiliary, Mu Yu can promote the growth of plants and summon plants for defense, and she herself has extremely strong regeneration ability.

In terms of treatment, the body of the wood lily is like a powerful medicine. Although it cannot bring people back to life, eating a part of her body can detoxify, heal wounds quickly, and treat internal and external injuries.

If we go to Kunlun Temple next, we won’t have to worry about getting injured with Mu Ruo. He is an excellent assistant.

The wood lily itself can absorb natural energy and the essence of the sun and the moon, which means that her ungrown feet may still grow.

It won’t take very long. Before, it took thousands or even millions of years because the wood weed spirit had no consciousness and could only grow passively.

Now it won’t take long to actively absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

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Mu Yu flew over with confusion in his eyes.

"Drink some water. Let my sister find you a room to stay in later. Don't run around if you have nothing to do." Yang An pushed the cup and instructed.

Naturally, he didn't live with Mu Yu.

Even after changing her appearance, her emerald green skin turned into fair skin, and she looked pretty and beautiful, like an innocent girl next door, and her appearance was not inferior to Shirley Yang.

But after all, he was transformed from a wood locust spirit, and Yang Anke didn't want to be with a non-human.

Who knew that these words would come out.

Mu Yu's originally innocent look was now showing some nervousness and panic. He shook his head reluctantly and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Yang An's clothes.

"What are you afraid of? You live next door to me. I won't abandon you and run away." Seeing Mu Yu being so clingy, Yang An didn't know whether to laugh or cry, as if he was raising a child.

Seeing this, Shirley Yang on the side suddenly spoke.

"Xiao An, why don't you let Mu Yu live with you?"

"sister?"

Yang An wanted to firm up his request, but he didn't expect Shirley Yang to say this and turned his head to look.

"This capital is not like those remote places. Xiao An, you must remember that one person can never fight against a country. Don't expose your abilities easily."

After Shirley Yang said this, Yang An was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Shirley Yang's worried look, he could not help but understand that his sister was worried that he was too arrogant and thought he had extraordinary abilities and was floating in the sky.

To be honest, as Yang An's strength grew, he began to take worldly rules less seriously.

The law can only restrain ordinary people, but cannot restrain him.

However, Shirley Yang's worries are justified. When Yang An is unable to fight the entire country or even the whole world on his own, it is better not to expose too many unique abilities.

"I understand." Yang An restrained his smile and nodded in response.

Shirley Yang was satisfied. She walked behind Yang An, massaged his shoulders, and then stated her reasons.

"There are many people in the capital. Although you bought the palace courtyard where we live, there may be cleaners or other idle people."

"If Mu Yu lives alone in a room, what if someone finds out?"

"Muyu is like a little child, ignorant of worldly affairs and so dependent on you. You must also take on the responsibility of educating her, at least teach her how to survive, how to speak and how to write."

What Shirley Yang said does make sense. With so many people around, there is a chance that Mu Yu's existence will be exposed and suspected by someone with ulterior motives.

The world is far from being as simple as it seems.

Dominate the universe.

The tombs mentioned are all those of small countries around the Dongda civilization.

Just the tombs of these small countries with weak national strength are already so dangerous.

You can imagine how dangerous the tombs of the many emperors who ruled Dongda are! And how many secrets are buried there.

Think about the Yerengou where Hu Bayi and Fatty went before. The tomb of the Empress Dowager of Liao Dynasty had already been hollowed out of a small hill. And this was only the Empress Dowager, not the emperor.

Yang An didn't believe that the authorities didn't know about the existence of supernatural powers. The authorities definitely knew much more than ordinary archaeologists or tomb robbers.

"It's better to be safe than sorry. Let's add an extra bed and let Mu Ruo sleep on my bed." Yang An said readily.

After hearing Yang An's words, Mu Yu, who had originally had a sad face, suddenly became excited, nodded repeatedly, and cast a grateful look at Shirley Yang.

Shirley Yang moved her hand away, and Yang An, who was enjoying his elder sister's shoulder massage, was somewhat reluctant.

"Please help me, sister~"

"You wish for your sister to massage your brother's shoulders. There is no such thing as a good thing." Shirley Yang spat, with a half-smile, "Do you want me to massage your legs?"

"Don't dare."

When he said this, Yang An smiled and shook his head. What a joke.

Sisters are born to bully their younger brothers.

It's a pity that I became a younger brother. If I were Shirley Yang's older brother, it would be fine. It would be nice to be a younger brother too.

Shirley Yang smiled and looked at Yang An, then pinched her nose and said, "Look at you, you're almost stinking. Go take a shower quickly."

“How is that possible?” Yang An cried out in grievance. He was the cleanest one among the three. Not only did he have water, he also had magic to clean himself up from time to time.

But who can blame Shirley Yang for being the older sister?

"The water is ready for you, go and take a good bath." Shirley Yang emphasized that Yang An was considered finished in just five minutes of bathing.

Yang An stood up helplessly, "Well, I can go."

(End of this chapter)