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P. 157
This is the world he has been to countless times, and it is also the first time he has faced the world.
It's so beautiful.
In order to allow Thanatos to enjoy the scenery under the clouds, Yama deliberately adjusted the speed of the clouds to be the same as the speed of the car, and it would take three hours to reach the destination.
Thanatos watched for an hour, then felt that the scene below was similar, and withdrew his gaze. Perhaps because the clouds were so comfortable and soft, he felt a little sleepy again, so he fell asleep on the cloud.
Seeing that Thanatos was asleep, Yama slowed down a bit. Privately, he wished the journey would be longer.
He fell in love with the little death, but he didn't know how to call the little death also like him.
But he wants to let the little death like this world first, like himself, and no longer hate himself.
When he was sleeping, the little death was very quiet. If he secretly took off his black robe at this time, he could see the peaceful sleeping face of the little death under the moonlight.
But Yan Luo just looked at the robe quietly for a long time, without any transgression.
He is willing to wait.
"Little God of Death, we are here." After reaching the destination, Yama awakened the little God of Death who had finished sleeping.
At three in the morning, at the foot of Mount Tai.
Thanatos looked blankly at the crowded steps: "...this is called, not many people?"
He may have misunderstood that there are not many people in China.
Why are there so many people who don't sleep in the middle of the night and come to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise?
Yan Luo: "...We Chinese people prefer to exercise."
Thanatos turned and left.
Yan Luo grabbed him and used the Huaxia almighty golden sentence: "I've come here, isn't it a waste of time to go back like this?"
Thanatos looked down at the held hand.
Not so hot this time.
And a little... don't want him to let go.
Thanatos was obediently pulled back by Yama.
When Yan Luo let go, he felt an inexplicable loss.
But looking at the endless steps and the tourists in twos and threes on the steps, Thanatos's loss dissipated, and the pain has begun.
With a little grumbling, he asked, "Why don't you just fly to the top of the mountain?"
Their means of transportation is the cloud, the cloud in the sky.
Why do you want to fly to the foot of the mountain and climb up with your legs?
Are you free?
Yan Luo said: "It's down-to-earth, one step at a time, and it only makes sense when you reach the top."
Thanatos doesn't understand these chicken soups very well, he only knows that climbing mountains is tiring.
Aside from the powerful divine power, the physical strength of death is not strong, and it can even be called weak. When he harvested his soul, he had to rush to work across the country by wings, not walking with his feet. When he did not harvest souls, he was in the underworld, and his legs were useless.
So the campaign of mountain climbing is a huge test for him.
But there are already many tourists here. He can't open his wings to fly to the top of the mountain, so the scenery will immediately change from Mount Tai to him.
Tanasus rushed to the steps reluctantly.
Taishan is actually not high. The altitude is only over 1,500 meters, and the steps are more than 7,000. Human beings can conquer Everest, and Taishan is not a problem.
As a god, can't climb to Taishan, which is actually a shame.
But Tanasus is a otaku who never goes out. He has a powerful and powerful bone wing that cannot be revealed. He has to rely on his legs that have almost never used to reach the top of the mountain.
However, after more than 2,000, Tanasus stopped and did not want to move forward again.
He was tired and wanted to rest.
Yan Luo had dropped Tanasus for a while, and turned back to see that Tanasus did not keep up, and returned to ask: "What's wrong?"
Tanasus was silent for a moment, vomiting a word: "Tired."
He was a little ashamed and had to admit it.
Yan Luo stunned, but didn't expect this.
The physical fitness of the gods is far better than mortals. The gods of the Chinese god are as powerful as the soul. The seven thousand steps are easy to him. did not expect that the small death god would be tired.
After all, there is no real flesh and blood, and there is no powerful body. Although the bones are hard, the bones and joints are rusty. After walking so many steps, he already felt that the bone was scattered.
Yan Luo smiled with a fan with a fan: "No, the little death, the body is so delicate?"
Tanasus: "..."
Weak is weak, why add a word.
Tanasus didn't say a word, and turned around and walked back.
Yan Luo's "cracked" sound and angry again.
He walked two steps and returned Tanasula: "Holding my hand, I pulled you away, is this powerful?"
Tanasus: "..."
No, the bones are still stiff.
But he was still inexplicably led by Yan Luo, and he boarded more than 2,000 steps.
The legs seem to be as sour as before.
Many tourists passing by along the way, watching them side by side.
After all, the mountain climbing is lightly put into battle. This pair of black robes wrapped in impersonal and windy robes, a white Han clothing with a sloppy sleeve, how to look burdens, can even hold hands to such a high place.
Tanasus was tired, and Yan Luo would make a fan with a fan.
It is really moving to support each other and beside each other.
Tanasus received the attention of passers -by, and some uncomfortable to evacuate his hand.
Yan Luo clenched his grip even tighter, and only told him to follow quickly.
Thanatos didn't insist any longer.
He asked Yama: "Did you infuse me with divine power?"
Yan Luo was surprised: "What?"
That is no.
Thanatos was thoughtful.
He felt that he could only walk two thousand steps, but the truth was far beyond his limit.He thought that it was Yan Luo who held his hand and injected divine power into him, which made him feel that the journey was much easier.
If not, why is he able to regain his strength?