Chapter 406: Stealing a Mount in Front of the God of Wealth? That

After returning from the Underworld, Tang An always had a smile on her face.

"I, Old Sun, haven't seen Master this happy for a long time."

Recently, although Tang An looked no different from before, they could see that behind those seemingly ordinary emotions were actually complex emotions she was unwilling to mention and had suppressed for a long time.

But today was different; today she was happy from the bottom of her heart, the corners of her mouth always raised. She was even happier than seeing gold or magic treasures.

Tang An grinned, "Finally saw my mother; it wasn't an illusion, not a mistake, not a heart demon, but truly saw my mother, Tang Zhenzhu."

She felt that the emotions she had suppressed for a long time were released in those collapsing cries. Whether it was her mood or her footsteps, they were much lighter.

"Going?" Nezha saw that Tang An was happy from the heart, and he also rarely had a slight smile.

Tang An stretched out her fingers to calculate, "Long Princess Yaoji is resurrected, I've also sent Susu into reincarnation, and I've also seen Grandmother."

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing."

"East wind?" Nezha was puzzled.

Tang An rubbed her hands, "The fear of insufficient firepower has been solved, but the anxiety of insufficient money hasn't been solved yet."

"After all, I was a pauper before; suddenly going back, I don't have money to take you all to eat and drink, and enjoy life."

"So I decided, besides taking the antiques my noble father gave me, to go to Brother Gongming's place and abduct the Year Beast. When we need it, it can spit out gold coins at any time."

"Wahahaha, a walking pure gold ATM machine, just thinking about it is cool."

Amidst the doubts of Nezha and Sun Wukong, Tang An did what she said, taking them both back to the Heavenly Court.

At Zhao Gongming's Immortal Mansion.

By the jade pillar, three heads popped out one after another from top to bottom.

The first was Sun Wukong, the second was Nezha, and the one at the very bottom, who also looked the most like a thief, was Tang An.

"Master, why don't we just go in directly?" Sun Wukong asked the soul-searching question.

"Right, An sister, why don't you all just go in directly?" Zhao Gongming was at the very top, also poking his head out.

"Whoa!!!"

Tang An was startled; she had been too busy acting like a thief and hadn't noticed when Zhao Gongming had arrived.

"Brother Gongming, don't you know that people scaring people can scare them to death?"

"Heh, we are all immortals, we can't be scared to death." As he spoke, Zhao Gongming asked again, "So you three, what are you hiding here for?"

Tang An smoothed her chest, but had no intention of going out at all.

"Stealing your mount."

"Oh." Zhao Gongming nodded, "Then you..."

"Hmm?"

What? What mount? Who is stealing the mount? Stealing it in front of him?

"Brother Gongming, what color sack does your Year Beast like?" Tang An was also honest and didn't hide anything from anyone.

Zhao Gongming bit his thumb and thought for a long time, but couldn't keep up with her train of thought.

Who steals a mount in front of the owner, and even asks the owner what color sack the mount likes?

Arrogant, truly too arrogant.

"It should like... gold, I guess."

"Got it." Tang An conjured a gold sack and waved her hand, "Let's go."

Then she took her two disciples, went to the owner's Immortal Mansion in front of the owner, and after a "Clang, clang, clang," dragged out a golden sack.

What was inside that sack went without saying.

"An sister..." Zhao Gongming didn't know what reaction he should have for a moment, "What are you catching the Year Beast for?"

"Heh, I'm a bit short on cash recently, so I can only flip your mount."

Zhao Gongming was still puzzled, "Then why didn't you just say so directly?" As long as she said it, it was just a mount; he would definitely give it away.

"Of course I can't say it; if I said it, it wouldn't be exciting." Tang An's seemingly thin body actually lifted the gold sack directly and carried it on her shoulder.

"Alright, we're in a hurry to go down to the mortal world, so I won't bother you more, Brother, goodbye."

"Hey... no..."

Coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry? Just like that?

Wait...

She's short on cash? Is there any immortal in the Three Realms more well-off than her?

Forget it, forget it, better not to worry about her; it's rare for her to be happy, just let her be.

Zhao Gongming immediately recited the incantation, dissolving the blood pact between him and the Year Beast. And he transmitted to Tang An: "An sister, the Year Beast is yours from now on. It just swallowed two Golden Toads, so it doesn't lack stock in its belly."

"If it spits it all out, you tell Brother again; the thing I lack the least is gold and silver."

"Brother is generous! Thank you, Brother!" Tang An transmitted back to express her gratitude. The next second, she quickly made a blood pact with the Year Beast, fearing Zhao Gongming would go back on his word.

The three people and one beast arrived at Huashan, intending to pick up Yang Jian and return to the modern era.

It was already night when they arrived; little Chenxiang had just fallen asleep, Yaoji was meditating to restore her cultivation realm, and Yang Jian and Yang Chan were chatting under the moon.

"Master."

"Little Master."

Tang An signaled them to sit, no need to be so polite.

"Little Master, where did you find a spirit dog?" Yang Chan saw the Year Beast following Tang An.

To avoid being abrupt when returning to the modern era, Tang An transformed the Year Beast into the appearance of a Chinese Five-Red Dog. Small, silly, and just a pet puppy by her side.

"This is a Year Beast, used for spitting gold coins."

"You all keep chatting, I'll go see Chenxiang, and then we'll be ready to set off."

Yang Jian nodded, knowing they were about to set off to Tang An's hometown.

In little Chenxiang's own room, his little spirit dog Mimi was lying on the ground, guarding the door.

Mimi saw Tang An come, wagged its tail, and got up, very happily.

Tang An entered the room, looked at Chenxiang sleeping on the bed, and revealed a rare, gentle smile.

When she went to tuck little Chenxiang in, little Chenxiang woke up.

"Godmother." He rubbed his eyes, still a bit groggy.

"Be good, sleep; Godmother just came to see you."

Chenxiang patted the bed beside him, making a little space for Tang An.

"Godmother, I want to hear a story."

"Alright, what story do you want to hear?" Tang An lay on her side, leaning against the head of the bed, rubbing Chenxiang's little face.

"I want to hear the story of the great heroes. Uncle Wukong's, Uncle's, and Little Uncle Nezha's."

"The story of heroes?" Tang An asked little Chenxiang with a serious expression, "Do you want to be a great hero in the future too?"

"Of course! I want to be a great hero who stands tall and upright like my uncles."

Tang An pondered for a moment and pinched Chenxiang's little ear.

"Hmm?" She scared Chenxiang, "What do you want to be?"

Little Chenxiang begged for mercy from being pinched, "A big salted fish, a big salted fish, I want to be a big salted fish!"

"That's more like it." Tang An rubbed his little ear, "Alright, go to sleep."

"Today Godmother won't tell you a story, how about I sing you a song?"

"Okay." Chenxiang looked at Tang An with starry eyes, full of expectation.

Tang An patted little Chenxiang's back with one hand and tucked him in with the other.

Her voice was very gentle, and the singing was like Grandmother's, full of a feeling that made people feel at ease.

"A little piece of cloud, slowly walking over, please rest your feet, stop for a while..."

"La la la la la la, la la la la la~"

"La la la la la la, la la la la la..." ===== CHAPTER 407 =====