Journey to the West: Cultural Invasion Starting from Comics

Chapter 208

"I'm not leaving! I'm definitely not leaving! "

Nezha hugged the doorpost in front of the Anxiety Relief Library, as if he had grasped the last straw.

Behind him, Tai Bai Xing and the Barefoot Great Immortal dragged one of his legs backwards, trying to free him from the 'seal' of the doorpost.

However, Nezha's strength was much greater than he imagined, holding the stone pillar desperately, not moving a single bit, and his two little feet were constantly kicking, and at this time, there were already many footprints on the faces of Tai Bai Xing and the barefoot immortal.

"Nezha, don't mess around, come back with us!"

Tai Bai Xing was kicked by Nezha and almost fell apart, and shouted helplessly.

"If you don't go back, you won't go back! Tianting is too boring, there is no wine and food in Tianxianglou, the movie theater is still so expensive, and no fans come to me for an autograph, so I won't go back, it's still fun in the world! Nezha shouted, unmoved.

"Hey, third prince, we really have to go, Wei Zheng has already gone to heaven to complain, if we don't go back before him and be blamed by the Jade Emperor, will you be guilty?" The barefoot immortal said solemnly.

"Blame it, blame it, anyway, I want to stay in the world, what is love!" Nezha put on a posture that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, saying that he didn't want to leave.

"If you don't go back to restore your life, you will be regarded as a traitor to the Heavenly Court!" Tai Bai Xing smiled bitterly.

"If you rebel against immortals, you will betray immortals! You see that Sister Chang'e has become a traitor, isn't it good to live every day now? Nezha quibbled.

"Are you stupid?"

Tai Bai Xing glared at him with hatred: "Chang'e has Nuwa Niangniang's protection, do you have it?" "

This sentence finally shook Nezha, and he quickly calculated in his mind, where is there an ancient god like Nuwa who can make the Jade Emperor jealous, so he can take refuge.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't remember that there was such an existence.

Just when Nezha was in a trance, the two immortals behind him took advantage of his unpreparedness and dragged him off the stone pillar.

This time, Tai Bai Xing didn't plan to talk nonsense with him, so he directly shook the dust, tied Nezha whole, and flew into the sky.

Looking at Nezha's struggle in the dust, the barefoot immortal turned his head a little unbearably.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a message from Guanyin.

Nanhai Cihang: Fellow Daoist, please help poor Dao to see, is the ancestor of the lamp still there? If you ask him when he will return to Lingshan, thank you.

The barefoot immortal was stunned.

When I looked up, I just saw the Buddha walking out of front of the door on the other side, with large bags full of luggage, and a posture of traveling far away

"Master Burning Lamp, aren't you going back to Lingshan?"

The barefoot immortal hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

At this time, the direction of the Buddha did not seem to be the direction of the western sky.

Burning the lamp shook his head and said indifferently: "Amitabha, Lingshan is currently safe, and the poor monk is going to go to the underworld first, I haven't seen the earth for a long time, so I went to him to catch up with the past." "

After saying that, the lamp turned into green smoke and left the world.

Looking at the disappearing figure of the burning lamp, the barefoot Daxian informed Guanyin of the news on his mobile phone.

Barefoot Immortal: The Lamp Master went to the underworld to find the Jizo Bodhisattva to chat!

Nanhai Cihang: ???

Nanhai Cihang: Hurry, Daoyou, stop him!

Barefoot Daisen: Uh... It's gone...

The other side was directly silent.

The barefoot Daxian didn't care, put away his phone, and prepared to leave.

However, before going on the road, he looked back at the Worry Relief Book House, which was a little strange.

Today's anxiety relief book house is quiet, a few of them are leaving, and the shopkeeper doesn't say to send it off?

What the barefoot immortal didn't know was that Mu You didn't have time to send them off now.

At this time, he was testing a new game with Ao Jingjing and Little Lori on the second floor of the bookstore.

"Alright, let's try it."

After Mu You finished debugging the two computers on the table, he gave up his position.

Ao Jingjing and Li Mingda, who were waiting for a while, immediately sat in front of the computer.

"Night Sentinel Campaign?"

Ao Jingjing silently recited the subtitle in the game.

On the cover of the full-screen page, there is an elf with a bow and arrow, purple skin, long pointed ears, a slender body, and an arrow on its back.

"This is the Night Elves you mentioned?" Ao Jingjing looked back at Mu You.

Mu You nodded: "That's right, there are three races left, which are the human race, the beast race and the undead race... Well, there is actually a Naga tribe, but in order not to affect the balance, it was decided to delete it. "

At this time, what appeared in front of the three of them was an enduring real-time strategy game on Earth, "Warcraft 3 Frozen Throne", referred to as WAR3.

This strategy game produced by Blizzard, due to its age, may not be able to keep up with the current triple-A masterpieces in terms of picture quality.

But for many veteran players born in the 80s and 90s, War3 is an immortal legend of their era and a classic masterpiece that enlightened the concept of e-sports for a generation.

In fact, the earliest RTS construction strategy game should be Red Alert, and the most influential is StarCraft.

It's just that most of the units in the Red Alert and the interstellar are high-tech products and modern weapons, which are not suitable for release in this Xianxia world, so in the end, Mu You still chose the more classic war3.

"What should I do?"

Next to her, Lori looked at a bunch of archers on the computer, and her fingers clicked randomly on the mouse, but she couldn't even move.

"You need to press the left button to frame them, and then the right button to control them to move!" Mu You reminded her, and glanced at Ao Jingjing next to her as he spoke.

At this time, Ao Jingjing had already exploded the boat in the first level of the battle and was heading towards the second level.

"Left click... Right-click, no, left-click... Oops, why is it so much trouble? "

Seeing the little girl hurriedly pulling a bunch of troops in a circle, the corners of Mu You's mouth trembled slightly.

It seems that it is indeed a bit difficult for her to play a real-time RTS game with a handicap that can't play a turn-based game well.