Lanke Chess Edge

The atmosphere in the tea shed became a bit weird, I didn’t take a closer look at it just now, now Ji Yuan opened his eyes a little longer and looked around, and found that there were only six or seven people who were truly innocent from the weather, including himself and the tea shed shop owner .

The other people's normal auras have changed at this moment. In terms of qi and blood, the strong man in front of him is the most, followed by the two women next to him.

All of these people's eyes are obsessively observing Ji Yuan, and they are not facing each other, that is to say, they are regarded as a group of people.

Although Ji Yuan was helpless, he was really not afraid. After all, he was just an ordinary warrior, not to mention that he could not threaten his own safety. If he ran away without causing trouble, it is probably impossible for anyone to follow him.

So he just picked up the teacup and drank the tea, then looked helplessly at the strong man opposite.

"Uh...brother, the livestock for transportation is too expensive, and it's not easy to take care of. It's better to walk. It's a little tired, but it's better than comfort."

Ji Yuan said something, then turned his head to look closely at the seven or eight-year-old boy knocking on the teacup, although it was not clearly visible at first glance, but the more he looked at it, the more strange it became, he endured the pain and opened his eyes a little wider, suddenly It was found that there was a layer of gray mist on the boy's body.

It was this layer of fog that prevented Ji Yuan from discovering the specialness of this child in the first place, and after seeing through the fog, the little boy's appearance was extremely clear, with a sense of agility.

Seeing Ji Yuan looking at the child beside him, one of the two women beside him narrowed his eyes and spoke.

"Sir, you are so kind. It seems that we met in Juntian Mansion a few days ago, but this time we met outside the city."

Another woman also said.

"Could it be possible that the husband fell in love with us two sisters the other day, hehehehe..."

Ji Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't even see clearly what the two women looked like, but the voice was indeed the right one.

I was a little curious about the boy at first, but now I feel that there will be a conflict, so there is nothing to say, and I have seen a lot of strange things.

Ji Yuan sighed and smiled.

"Yes, there is such a coincidence in this world. Whether the two girls believe it or not, I don't want to cause trouble. Since I don't welcome you in this small tea shed, I have no choice but to leave..."

Ji Yuan would not really be at loggerheads with this group of people because of a misunderstanding, it was unnecessary and boring.

After drinking the cup of tea in his hand, Ji Yuan stood up while the strong man was staring at him, and said apologetically to the boy who was about to come to greet him.

"Young man, you don't need to say hello, I won't rest here anymore."

After saying that, Ji Yuan lifted the burden on his shoulders, picked up the umbrella, took another look at the child who was about seven or eight years old, left the bench, walked out of the tea shed, and continued walking west along the official road without any regrets. meaning.

Inside the tea shed, the strong man and the two women both looked at the back of Ji Yuanli, their bodies tensed up slightly, and they were ready to deal with the other party's sudden turn and violent attack.

After just a cup of tea, Ji Yuan's back in sight has been blurred, and there is still no sign of turning back.

To be honest, at such a long distance, it is meaningless to make trouble or not, it is too far away.

"Is this person really just a passerby?"

The strong man was puzzled, and looked at the two women beside him, and one of them answered with a frown.

"But we have indeed seen him before, so we won't admit it wrong. That day in Juntianfu's clothing store, it was also like this... a free and easy feeling..."

Another woman also said:

"This person is obviously not an ordinary person. As Mo Tong said, Juntian Mansion is not a short distance away. We only saw him in the city two days ago. How could he be here today by walking alone, unless he rode a horse on the way , otherwise wouldn’t you be exhausted?”

"Well, I just tried to say something, and the person seems to have noticed something, but the tone is quite helpless."

The strong man Mo Tong kept staring at the distance of the road while he was talking, and Ji Yuan's figure was getting weaker and weaker.

The child who had been knocking on the bottom of the teacup finally stopped the noise of "Bang bang bang..." and looked at the direction of Ji Yuan's departure.

He whispered to the woman next to him: "I want to eat crispy fried meat."

"Only pancakes and jerky, do you want to eat it!"

"Don't eat! You won't eat even if you're starving to death!"

The child said something stubborn, and started to "bang bang bang..." and knocked, and the woman next to him also rolled his eyes. Anyway, he ate naturally when he was really hungry.

. . .

Three days later, on a rainy night, on the Jiaoye Mountain at the junction of Juntian Mansion and Xining Mansion, Ji Yuan was walking on the mountain road holding an umbrella.

Jiaoye Mountain is named for the fact that the overall mountain looks like a banana leaf from the highest peak. The scale of the mountain is not too large. It is not as good as the Laohua Mountain where the two boys of Yuhuai met. It stretches for more than 30 miles between the two prefectures. , occupying a radius of only a dozen li.

Mr. Ji Da has a habit. Once it rains, he always likes to slow down when walking, because he can clearly "see" the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers in rainy days, and "touch" everything on the earth with the sound of rain.

The same is true at this moment, a rain has been falling non-stop since before nightfall, and Ji Yuan has walked slowly for so long, and "heard" the location of a house in front of him.

When I got closer, I smelled the scent of sandalwood, and looked at the furnishings inside, and it turned out to be a mountain temple.

Putting the umbrella into the eaves, closing the umbrella and throwing the water, Ji Yuan pushed open the temple door and observed the small temple with a relaxed expression.

This mountain temple is only a few feet square in depth. Although it looks dilapidated and there are no people living in the temple, it should not be regarded as a deserted temple. After all, the altar table is still neat, and there are still tributes left. I will come to sacrifice, of course, most of the time there is no one.

Taking a closer look at the statue of the mountain god, the appearance of the depiction is different from that of ordinary people. Although wearing robes, the facial bones are more prominent, and there are two bulging bags on the forehead. A swirling cloud pattern made Ji Yuan not sure whether the two represented horns or lumps.

There is no trace of the divine light of the golden body and dharma on the mountain god statue, but there is indeed the power of incense sticking around, but it is extremely weak, and one can tell that it is not a righteous god at a glance. Combined with the appearance that is not like ordinary people, it should be a natural spirit. I want to use the power of incense and fire to assist in accelerating the linking of the mountains and mountains to achieve the position of mountain god.

According to nature, such little gods with ghostly bodies can't stay in the temple, and only come back to collect incense and taste tributes when they feel that the villagers are offering sacrifices.

Ji Yuan's eyes were wide open, and within a few moments he could see through the statue that the so-called "mountain god" was still far behind. Moreover, although Jiaoye Mountain was small, it was still a mountain with a radius of more than ten miles. It's not as simple as a small manor village as land.

With the weak incense in this small temple, it has been collected and maintained for many years, plus the self-cultivation is not slack, plus it is a monster body, and it will take a hundred years to achieve certain results, but it is only a certain result, um, accidentally If you die halfway, everything will be over.

"Cultivation is difficult!"

Ji Yuan sighed, and after closing the temple door, he complained to the god statue, dragged a futon to the corner, and sat down to rest.

I took out "Outlaws" from my arms, and read "realistic novels" on this rainy night, which also has a special flavor.

There is an iron brazier in the mountain temple, which should be used for burning paper, and there are firewood sticks and charcoal fire beside it, which seems to be convenient for the villagers and pilgrims who have a temporary rest, but they don’t need firelight at all. It is cold, so naturally there is no need to light a fire.

After reading the book for less than half an hour, I switched to "Tongming Policy". I happened to turn to the book about the guessing and understanding of the God-holding Art. I don't know the art of restraining the gods.

Ji Yuan subconsciously glanced at the statue in the temple. Qiu Feng from Yuhuai Mountain had sent him a chapter on the gods, and he had already studied it thoroughly.

After more than ten years of study by Qiu Feng, there are many records of experience, and the degree of completion is actually quite high, but the key essence is missing, so it is not very meaningful except for the use of itself to help the spiritual practice.

But in fact, ever since Ji got the magic power of "Decree", which is a panacea, to a certain extent, he already has the ability to restore the magical power. After all, the real decree is a level higher than the decree .

But the theory belongs to the theory, no matter how high the feasibility is, it has not been proved by facts after all.

Of course, Ji Yuan looked at it, but he didn't really plan to give it a try, and he had nothing to do. The little god of the lewd shrine is also a god, so he can't just bully the god with virtue.

Just as he was thinking about something, Ji Yuan's heart suddenly moved, and he heard some special noises.

Not long after, the temple door was pushed open from the outside with a "bang~", and seven wet figures rushed into the temple. Natural fate.

"Ho... ho... probably didn't catch up?"

"Probably not... How is the young master?"

"Still in a coma!"

"Mo Tong, how is your injury?"

"No problem!"

Ji Yuan looked at a group of wet men and women over there, and there was a bloody smell wafting from them. Both the number and the condition were much worse. They were the same group they had met in the tea shed before.