An Qingyu frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Tsk, I asked the question first, can you guys answer it first?" The young man shrugged, "Do you know Lin Qiye? Who is Baili Pangpang?"

Seeing that the young man called out Baili Pangpang's name, An Qingyu's eyes became more puzzled.

"I, I'm Baili Pangpang."

Baili Pangpang raised his hand.

Seeing this, the young man nodded slightly, "That's right... Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Nezha. You should have heard of my name."

Hearing this, the four of them froze in place at the same time.

After a moment, their eyes widened slightly, "Nezha?"

Shen Qingzhu carefully looked at the ruffian boy in front of him, who was wearing a bright red sweatshirt and was only as tall as his shoulders. He could not connect him with the third prince who caused trouble in the East China Sea in mythology.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not some old monster. After reincarnation, I will always integrate into modern society." Nezha shook the latest smartphone in his hand and said, "Sorry, I have to confirm your identity before I can introduce myself, otherwise others may think I'm mentally ill."

An Qingyu: ...

"What's the matter with you coming to see us?" he asked.

After all, Nezha is a famous mythological figure in Daxia mythology. How could he suddenly jump out and say he wanted to find them? And judging from his appearance at the airport gate, he had been waiting here for a long time.

They are just a group of mortals, how could they deserve such attention from a Great Xia God? .

Nezha put the phone back into his pocket and said seriously, "I'll take you back to heaven."

"Heaven?"

"Yes." Nezha nodded, "There, someone wants to see you."

…

"Master, let's go to Le Tan Mountain."

Nezha raised his hand to stop a taxi, sat directly on the passenger seat, and fastened his seat belt very naturally.

An Qingyu and others outside the taxi looked at each other.

"What are you standing there for? Get in the car!" Nezha stuck his head out of the car window and said with a strange expression, "You haven't even taken a taxi before? Are your families so poor?"

The corners of Baili Pangpang's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at An Qingyu beside him. The latter nodded to him helplessly. The three of them put Jiang Er's coffin in the trunk, opened the door and sat in the back seat.

When the car started slowly, An Qingyu couldn't help but ask:

"Li Na... Li Natuo, are you sure you can get to that place by taxi?"

An Qingyu originally wanted to call him Nezha directly, but because the driver was sitting next to him, after hesitating for a moment, he changed his name.

Nezha rolled his eyes at An Qingyu through the rearview mirror, "That place is a bit far from the city. It's not convenient to go directly there. There are too many people and it's hard to see clearly, right?"

"……Understood."

Nezha looked at the time, yawned, took out his mobile phone out of boredom, and started watching short videos.

Seeing Nezha swiping the screen skillfully, Shen Qingzhu's expression became more and more strange. He gently pushed An Qingyu and Baili Pangpang and communicated with their eye contact.

Shen Qingzhu: Is this guy really Nezha? Is he a fake?

An Qingyu: He can say the four words "reincarnation", it doesn't sound fake.

Shen Qingzhu: But he looks like a modern person, with mobile phones, headphones, taxis, short videos... He even followed "Sanjiu Yinyu". Isn't that a flop account that specializes in posting pictures of people's personalities?

Baili Pangpang: It is not surprising that the Great Xia God has been reincarnated for a hundred years and has been influenced by modern technology. Maybe there is already a Great Xia God who rides a stretched version of Lincoln around all day long. No one can tell.

After about an hour, the taxi drove out of the city and finally stopped in a desolate area.

"How much?" Nezha closed the short video and opened the payment code.

"Two hundred and seventy-six."

"? So expensive?"

"It's so expensive to drive from the city to the suburbs. I use the meter!"

Nezha silently looked at the only 215 yuan left in his change, then turned to look at the three people behind him with a complicated expression:

"Who of you has money on you?"

An Qingyu and Shen Qingzhu looked at Baili Pangpang at the same time.

Baili Pangpang hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, are you accepting checks?"

"A check? Are you kidding me? Do you have any money?"

"No... Then, Master, which group owns this car?"

driver:???

Two minutes later.

Seeing the driver abandon the car and run towards the city in ecstasy, An Qingyu asked in surprise:

"You had someone buy this car?"

"No, the procedures for buying a car are too complicated." Baili Pangpang shrugged, "I bought their group and then had someone give the driver a new car. Now this car is ours."

Nezha stood beside the taxi, stunned.

"Let's go, Nezha." Baili Pangpang patted his shoulder, "Which direction is the Heavenly Palace?"

Nezha stared at him strangely for a moment, turned around and walked towards the mountains and fields. With a light leap, two wind-fire wheels condensed under his feet.

"Come with me."

His figure turned into a red light and flew quickly into the sky, followed closely by Baili Pangpang and others.

As their figures soared into the sky, under the azure sky, a magnificent stone gate hundreds of meters high appeared from nothingness. Right above the stone gate, two large gilded characters were deeply engraved on it:

——Southern Sky.

"Is this the legendary South Gate of Heaven?" An Qingyu asked in surprise. "Where is that heaven?"

"You'll know once you go in." Nezha said.

The four figures landed in front of the Nantian Gate. The moment they passed through the magnificent stone gate, An Qingyu felt a flash before his eyes, and his feet landed on the white marble pavement.

An Qingyu looked around and saw that under the sunlight, the walls of the large formation in the sky refracted a faint colorful light. The dense spiritual energy filled every inch of the surrounding space. Fairy birds flew through the air, and the clear and loud cries of cranes echoed in his ears.

As far as the eye can see, there are endless fairy palaces, ancient halls, spirit pools, and curved bridges. Looking along the white jade road in front of you, you can see several magnificent halls shining with golden light, standing tall above the clouds.

When An Qingyu and others saw the scene before them, they were in a trance.

These fairy palaces and temples that should only exist in myths appeared before them, as if they were in a dream. For them, who were setting foot in heaven for the first time, it was a double visual and psychological shock.

"Where is the person who wants to see us?" An Qingyu retracted his gaze and turned to ask.

"There."

Nezha stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of the clouds, at the magnificent palaces shining with golden light.