I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 343
The next day, the sun rose above the sea of ​​clouds.

Dye this palace suspended in the sea of ​​clouds into a bright jade color.

After waking up early in the morning, Yang Qing walked out of the palace with her waist supported.

Leaning against the fence, Yang Qing enjoyed the breeze blowing on his face.

Lighting a cigarette against the wind.

Then, with a cigarette in his mouth, he squinted at the golden sun, which dyed the sea of ​​clouds into gold.

After a while.

There was a hee hee sound behind him.

Liu Feifei, who was wearing a silk pajamas, crept up behind Yang Qing.Then hugged Yang Qing's waist.

"Honey, come with me today!"

Liu Feifei's beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, she looked at Yang Qing and said.

While speaking, she opened her small mouth and lightly bit Yang Qing's ear.

"I was the one to accompany you!!"

Yang Qing pulled Liu Feifei in front of him, hugged her bumpy body, and felt Feifei's plump figure and warm delicate body.

Although the arsenal was almost empty yesterday, there was still some ammunition left.

With tenderness in Liu Feifei's eyes, she kissed Yang Qing.

Yang Qing's eyes were blazing with flames.

The hand holding Liu Feifei's waist reached into her nightgown.

"what!"

Liu Feifei's face was hot, and she buried her head in Yang Qing's chest.

"Don't, don't be here!"

Liu Feifei opened her small mouth and said forgetfully.

Yang Qing chuckled.

I saw a white cloud ahead.

Then, he raised his hand.

White clouds floated over.

Then, he jumped out of the fence with Liu Feifei in his arms and onto the clouds.

With a wave of his hand, the cloud wrapped them up like a cotton quilt.

In the blue sky, a white cloud floats.

Looking carefully, I saw this white cloud trembling up and down in the sky, left and right.

"What a strange cloud!"

An observer from the US space agency put down the telescope, looked at the white cloud in the sky, and murmured.

……

Had a breakfast in the cloud palace.

The food is a variety of delicacies from Yaoyu.

Full of aura and extraordinary quality.

After eating, everyone returned to the world from the sky.

This time, Yang Qing drove an extended car, took Simei with her, and drove all the way to the coffee shop agreed with Director Berger.

When we got there, Borg was already there.

In addition to Borg, there are two other people, one of whom is Borg's driver assistant and bodyguard, that handsome white guy named Murray.In addition, there is one more person.

A priest in a black robe with a cross on his chest.

"Oh, dear Yang..."

When Boge saw the car stop, Yang Qing got out of the car.He quickly put down the coffee cup and stood up.Stretching out his arms, he smiled and said to Yang Qing, "I almost thought you wouldn't come!"

"how is this possible!"

After Yang Qing and director Boge hugged, they said with a smile: "We Huaxia people promise a thousand gold, and the most important thing is credibility!"

Afterwards, Director Borg nodded to Liu Feifei again.

"By the way, Yang, let me introduce you!"

Director Borg pointed to Murray and said, "Murray, you've seen it before. And this..."

He pointed to the pastor with a smile on his mouth, and said to Yang Qing, "This is Pastor Peter! My son's godfather!"

Pastor Peter smiled slightly, stepped forward, looked at Yang Qing with a pair of blue eyes, smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Yang!"

Yang Qing glanced at the pastor.

The divine light is introverted, and the breath is calm.

Unexpectedly, the pastor was also a practitioner.

This is the first time he has seen practitioners from other countries abroad.Of course, werewolves and vampires don't count.

In addition, Yang Qing also vaguely noticed that there was a very pure power in this priest's body, and that power was very advanced.

However, this kind of power gave Yang Qing a feeling that although he and the pastor were one, they seemed to be divided into two.

How to say this feeling?

It seems that the pastor in front of him is like a beautiful packing box.And the things in the box are the most precious.

Maybe it's... the power of faith!
Yang Qing glanced at the cross on the pastor's chest, and thought to himself.

"Hello there!"

Yang Qing reached out and shook his hand.

"Pastor Peter is the most respected servant of God!" Director Borg introduced with a smile: "He is also the most popular person in Hollywood! Since we are shooting a fantasy theme this time, to be on the safe side, I invite Pastor Peter is here!"

When Yang Qing heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

I didn't expect that director Borg was quite superstitious.

However, it seems that in China, before filming, they have to worship gods.

But these have little to do with Yang Qing.

After signing the contract, everyone sat in the coffee shop for a while. After five days of agreement, they met at the Yellowstone Park Hotel. After officially joining the group, the two groups left separately.

……

"Where are we going next?"

Liu Feifei put the contract in her bracelet and asked with a smile.

"Go to Yellowstone Park!"

Yang Qing said.

While speaking, he clicked on the navigation.

Sister Zhiling's voice sounded comfortably and joyfully: "...the whole journey is 1780 kilometers!"

"The whole journey is more than 700 kilometers. Let's play while walking! Continue our journey around the United States!" Yang Qing turned her head and said to the girls with a smile.

"Okay!"

The vehicle set off and embarked on a journey again.

On the coastal road, a black stretched luxury car is advancing in the beautiful scenery against the sea breeze.

With the car window open, Yang Qing secretly looked at Su Wushuang's expression while driving.

Seeing that she seemed to be still angry because of the incident of the big sleeping together last night.

Yang Qing coughed, found a topic and said, "Wu Shuang, do you think that pastor is strange!"

"No surprises!"

Su Wushuang rolled his eyes at him, and said lightly: "That's the power of faith in the Incense and Fire Shinto!".

"Incense fire divine way?"

Yang Qing frowned when he heard the words, and asked curiously, "Is it the kind of incense and gods of the ancient mountain gods, earth temples and city gods?"

Su Wushuang hummed and said: "The meaning is similar. It's just that in China we call it the Incense and Fire Shinto, but in foreign countries, they seem to call it the Godhead!"

godhead?

Yang Qing was taken aback when he heard the words.

He was no stranger to the term.

There are not only a large number of experts in the country who study the godhead, but also the thesis on the godhead has at least a few hundred million words.

These papers can be seen on the Qidian Chinese website.

Speaking of which, Yang Qing was once a good student.

Holding a mobile phone every day, I browse various papers on Godhead on the Qidian Chinese website, day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep.

"Isn't Godhead something that only gods can possess?"

Yang Qing said in surprise.

Today's God, in their eyes, is no longer so mysterious.

In the eyes of practitioners, God is just a kind of soul.

But in the eyes of alchemists...God is sometimes a blind medicine.

"That's right!"

Su Wushuang said softly: "That wizard is just a tool man, that godhead is not his!"

(End of this chapter)