Song Xiaobei counted the interesting places in the park one by one.

"There are many and all kinds of flying dragons on Bok Island..." she said.

"I go to the Dragon Palace just like going home. Those guys are very timid, and that place is meaningless." Sun Wukong looked at it disdainfully.

Song Xiaobei could not explain that this dragon was not that dragon, but thought that these flying dragons were probably far from the dragon clan in Journey to the West, so he said again: "There are tree demons entrenched in Lanruo Temple, instructing his female ghosts to charm their hearts."

"How powerful is the tree demon?" Sun Wukong was so excited that he almost said he wanted to fight.

Song Xiaobei didn't want to speak anymore and said weakly: "It's naturally very weak compared to the Great Sage."

"What else?" Sun Wukong urged.

"The imperial kitchen brings together delicious food in the world." Song Xiaobei suddenly thought of the imperial kitchen and said enthusiastically, "It is the best ingredients for everyone. The cooking skills of several chefs are also extremely excellent, and everyone who has been there praises it."

"What's the point of eating and drinking? Isn't the Peach Banquet in Heaven the same way?" Sun Wukong waved his hand, "I'm not interested, so talk about something else."

"There are all kinds of weird and terrifying aliens in the alien spacecraft..." Song Xiaobei said as he suddenly remembered an important point and said, "By the way, if you enter there, your strength will be temporarily weakened and you will become like an ordinary person."

"This sounds interesting, so what kind of boat we'll go to?" Sun Wukong scratched his ears and his forehead was a little impatient.

Song Xiaobei was about to nod, but suddenly thought of the rules of the alien spacecraft and smiled bitterly: "It's tomorrow. The person in charge over there has already gotten off work now and is not open to the public."

Sun Wukong doesn't understand the words "get off work" and "business" but he also understands Song Xiaobei's meaning.

He said regretfully: "It's a pity, let's talk about it, what about other places?"

"The Great Sage is definitely not interested in the experience hall of 10 billion," Song Xiaobei frowned and pondered for a while, and then said, "Either go to the shooting range, there will be limiting people's strength. Killing Japanese devils is fun."

She could see that Sun Wukong prefers "fighting".

"What kind of shooting range, tell me," said Sun Wukong.

Song Xiaobei explained it carefully.

"Okay, let's go to the shooting range." Sun Wukong said with great enthusiasm.

"We can go and have a look first, but it's time to get off work. If the person in charge is not here, we may not be able to go." Song Xiaobei explained.

"Go quickly, go quickly!" Sun Wukong urged.

...

The bright moon rises into the sky.

The group headed towards the shooting range.

Halfway through, Wang Lang took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Li Yunlong in advance.

Although Lao Li is stingy and stingy, he is very good at winning favor.

Especially with the same position on both sides, Wang Lang had no reason not to remind this "senior" who often went to his office to mix cigarettes and drinks.

Sun Wukong is a diamond thigh. If he can hold it tightly, he will definitely benefit from it in the future.

...

At the same time, Xiao Fugui and others were also busy with their full strength.

On a dining table in the imperial kitchen, a guy with human face and pig head was swallowing all kinds of delicious food.

"This guy is really edible." In the kitchen, Lao Hongtou wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Lao Caitou next to him.

Before Lao Caitou could speak, the cold noodles on one side winked at the two of them and whispered: "That's a Pig Fairy, isn't it normal for him to eat it?"

"The more you eat, the better." Lao Caitou grinned when he thought of the commission.

Xiao Fugui hummed a small song and cooked the dishes.

No matter when, he was always happy, which made the other three people a little envious when they saw him.

While the three of them were talking quietly, Zhu Bajie, who had swept away the food on the table, finally stood up.

He wiped his mouth and walked into the kitchen.

When they heard the sound, the few people consciously closed their mouths.

Zhu Bajie looked at it for a while, swallowed, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality..."

The quiet room suddenly became noisy.

"Ah, you're so kind."

"You go inside and wait, we're still doing it."

"Wait a minute, the food in the pot will be ready soon."

"How about my iron pot chicken stew?"

The fragrance alone made Zhu Bajie salivate.

But he knew that he could not stay here for a long time.

I don't have money to pay the bill.

He was invited by Qiao Mian not long ago.

Qiao Mian arranged for Xu Wenqiang, who happened to be doing business near the office, to entertain him and introduce him to the place.

But while walking halfway, Zhu Bajie smelled the fragrance and was hooked by the greedy man and ran here for the excuse of going to the toilet. He changed several tricks and made these people regard him as an immortal, and then ate and drank.

Now that he had barely eaten 60 to 70% full, he remembered that this place was not in Chang'an City, and he had no money to pay, so he wanted to run away, but he was reluctant to leave the food outside, which made him scratch his head and hesitate.

Listening to the voices of several people at this moment, coupled with the fragrance of the food, Zhu Bajie became more and more restless.

Before he made a decision, a ringtone of his cell phone suddenly remembered.

I evenly sprinkled the seasonings on top of the dish and looked at the phone that was placed aside, paused for a moment, and then picked up the phone with one hand and connected it.

"Oh...what is...right...yes...then you come here."

Put down his phone and cast a strange look at Zhu Bajie with cold face.

Zhu Bajie's mind is placed on the delicacies in the pot, and he does not pay much attention to these things at all.

The aroma of Lao Caitou when stir-frying dishes made his saliva almost unable to suppress.

"Whose phone number?" Lao Caitou asked casually.

Cold man pretended not to hear, but his eyes kept secretly looking at Zhu Bajie.

Seeing this, Lao Hongtou coughed twice.

He felt that cold-faced reaction was inappropriate.

Even though he is a pig, he can't see it like this.

It would be bad if this pig immortal was annoyed and got angry.

Xiao Fugui was still cooking happily, not conscious of the abnormal atmosphere.

Three minutes later, a figure appeared at the kitchen door.

Xiao Fugui, who was closest to the door, saw it first and couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Xu, why are you here!"

Several others also looked at it.

When he discovered Xu Wenqiang, Zhu Bajie subconsciously wanted to hide, but listened to Xu Wenqiang laughing and said, "Bajie, you are indeed here."

Seeing his smiling face, Zhu Bajie breathed a little relieved.

Xu Wenqiang changed his tone: "If Mr. Qiao hadn't said it, I would have thought you had lost it."

"Mr. Qiao?" Zhu Bajie was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but tremble.

When he first came to the Fantasy Park, he was trained by "Qiao Mian".

In his opinion, Qiao Mian was even more terrifying than the Jade Emperor who demoted him to the mortal world and reincarnated as a pig.

"Let's go, I haven't finished watching you yet." Xu Wenqiang turned around and smiled.

Zhu Bajie breathed another sigh of relief.

"Where are these foods?" Old Hongtou couldn't help asking when he saw that the two were about to leave.

But he felt a little strange in his heart.

Why is this pig immortal looking wrong?
Chapter completed!