Lanke Chess Edge

'baby! '

As long as it is a normal practitioner, the first reaction when seeing Faqian is to jump out of this word in the heart, and Li Nong Township Land Lord is no exception.

The coin in the hands of Mr. Ji is larger and thicker than the usual Dang Wutong Bao. The surface is gilded and the spirit is introverted. There is a faint aura surrounding the coin, and it is even more involved in the surrounding aura covering it, as if coated with a layer of spiritual membrane In fact, the streamer that can be seen also comes from this layer of aura.

The Lord of the Earth can imagine that the magic of the coin itself is still hidden inside and has not been revealed.

want to! really want!

"This, this... Uh huh, Mr. Ji, the coin in your hand is a treasure no matter how you look at it. Are you sure you want to buy ink with this?"

The Lord of the Earth wanted to say "I can't take this treasure", but it was really itchy, and when it came to his mouth, it turned into asking whether Ji Yuan had confirmed it.

All sentient beings have desires. There are public desires and private desires. The severity is only related to the vision and appeal. There is no distinction between high and low. Huangqiu is just a small township. Of course, the treasures that can be seen are limited. Today there are such How could an opportunity be missed.

Ji Yuan didn't say anything right away, but directly handed over the French money. After a half-push and a half-push, the land lord still took the French money, and then held it in his hand and looked left and right.

"This thing was refined by Ji, and it is indeed a treasure. Strictly speaking, it is similar to some local customs that ask a mage to do it and then burn it to the ancestors. The difference is that the spiritual method on it is very different. .”

"Oh, so it is, so it is!"

The Lord of the Earth grasped the Faqian and liked it more and more. He could feel the Dao Yun on it more clearly when he held it in the palm of his hand. Baby on a par.

The dharma money in this hand has a profound spiritual method but is extremely clear, without any sense of confusion. Combined with dharma money's ability to use it at will, it is really a good thing that can be used for anything.

Casting spells and refining things are all aids, even when encountering fatal things, they can also be used as a means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

Moreover, the pure Dao aggregate in it also brings a sense of freshness. It is not an exaggeration to say that this probably reflects an unfathomable "Dao realm". If there is a deviation in practice and there are signs of madness, they can all be rescued by this method.

The Lord of Earth doesn't know how high Ji Yuan's Taoism is, but he can't overestimate how high it is based on the various clues that he has heard and seen.

"This is too precious, too precious... My god, my god, I will help you find some good ink!"

It is absolutely reluctant to go back, and the Land Lord feels that he can't offer anything comparable to this money, so that's all he can say.

Ji Yuan nodded and smiled.

"Then there will be Lao Digong. By the way, I won't go to Moyuan County anymore. I'll just stay in your temple temporarily. If you have news, you can easily find me. I don't know what the land government wants?"

On the one hand, it is waiting for the land lord to get ink, and on the other hand, it is just a chance to study what these "words" are all about.

The land lord nodded again and again.

"Of course it is possible, of course it is possible. Mr. Ji's willingness to live here will make my small temple flourish. I will ask Mengmiao to prepare the guest room. Sir, please come with me!"

After finishing speaking, the Earth Lord jumped off the rock and stretched out his hand to invite him.

"Um!"

Ji Yuan looked at the sword intent post.

"Let's go together, take these ink ingots and ink sticks, it's all like this, you can take these things away, it's not an example."

Hearing this, the "Sword Intent Post" immediately became noisy.

"Hahaha, thank you, my lord!" "Thank you, my lord!"

"My mine, the biggest piece I have left!"

"Go away, go away, mine is the biggest."

"Oh, don't grab mine!" "Let go!"

...

Seeing this kind of scramble and quarrel, Ji Yuan shook his head, raised his sleeves, and put all the characters and ink ingots that were still fighting for, together with the sword meaning post, into his sleeves, then lowered his head to look carefully at his arms The paper crane road watching this scene.

"You are not allowed to learn from them!"

The land lord on one side acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and waited for Ji Yuan to clean up before leading the way, and walked quickly towards his own land temple with Ji Yuan.

During this process, I took out French money from time to time to observe. After I found that the echo was endless, I would play again and again, like a child who got his favorite toy.

This also made Ji Yuan realize that perhaps his legal money would be more popular than he imagined.

. . .

Moyuan County is famous for its ink production. The townships in the county produce slightly different inks according to their locations. Li Nong Township mainly produces pine smoke ink, supplemented by other inks.

Moyuan County is one of the most wealthy counties in Tingliang Kingdom. There are many big families in the county who made their fortunes by making ink, and the gods and temples are always required to worship, so the land temple in Lilong Township is not the small one that Ji Yuan imagined. It is not a ruined temple, but a temple with a wide two-entry compound.

There are also many side rooms and the Shanxin Hall where the so-called "list of meritorious deeds" is stored. To put it bluntly, it is to make a ranking, which compares with who donated more money to the temple, and this money will not reach the land. Miaozhu pocket.

Today, Miao Zhu is lying in the side room of the Earth Temple to rest his gods, and the affairs of the temple are naturally handled by two temple unions.

Originally it was just resting, but Miao Zhu fell asleep without knowing it.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

There was a knock on the door, waking Miao Zhu up.

"Who, I just squinted for a while!"

"Boom boom boom..."

No one answered, the knock on the door was still ringing, Miao Zhu got up from the bed a little irritably, went to the door and opened it.

"Who is it?"

The moment he opened the door, there was no one in front of his line of sight, but when he thought it was a prank, he glanced down from the corner of his eye.

When he lowered his head, he saw a stooped old man who was almost half his height standing at the door with a cane.

"Land Lord!?"

Miao Zhu cried out in shock. Although he made a lot of money in the Earth Temple, the Lord of the Earth worshiped every day. Although he saw clay sculptures before, he recognized the real person at a glance.

Legend has it that many land lords are short, and it turns out to be true!

"Well, you still have some eyesight!"

The land lord hummed, and without talking nonsense, he got straight to the point and said.

"Today there will be a distinguished guest visiting. The person's surname is Ji. He is an elegant man in white shirt. You can't call him by his first name. Just call him Mr. Ji. Hurry up and tidy up a quiet and tidy guest room and come out, Mr. Ji." Maybe I will stay for a while. Remember, be quiet and tidy, hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, I will definitely do it right away!"

After the temple bowed its hands and took the order, it was seen that the Lord of the Land had disappeared.

"Oops..."

In a trance, Miao Zhu woke up from the bamboo recliner, the sweat was still on his face, he looked at the room and the door, but there was no movement.

"Is it a dream? No, this dream is too real!"

Under a shock, the middle-aged Miao Zhu with a short beard quickly got up from the chair, rolled up the quilt on his bed without thinking, then took a new one from the box and replaced it, and then Start cleaning the room.

In terms of quietness and cleanliness, his room is the most suitable room in the entire Earth Temple.

Facts have proved that Miao Zhu's response is too correct and very timely.

About a quarter of an hour later, a temple worker hurried over to Miaozhu's room, saw that Miaozhu was cleaning, and carefully knocked on the door.

"What's up?"

"Uncle Zhao, there is a Mr. Baishan surnamed Ji who came to Earth Temple to look for you and said that you knew him."

Miao Zhu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly replied after realizing it.

"Yes, yes, I know, I know, invite him in quickly, no, I will invite him together!"

Although the visitors were polite, Miao Zhu was obviously still nervous.

Do everything you can do, take the guests to the room to settle down, and say that three meals a day will be prepared, let alone disturb.

Seeing that there was nothing disliked by others, Miao Zhu was finally relieved, and then he felt uncontrollable excitement. This is the honored guest entrusted by the Land Master to entertain him. Could it be a fairy?

Ji Yuan didn't care about this, and lived in the temple with peace of mind.

This earth temple is much more magnificent than he imagined, and this room may even be better than the upper room of the inn. What I thought could be solved by laying a floor, now I feel like I am enjoying myself.

As soon as Miaozhu left, Ji Yuan closed the door, sat at the table and spread the "Sword Intent Tie" on the table.

The paper crane in his arms quickly squeezed out the kit, flapped his wings and flew to the edge of the lettering, and even the "cold" ivy sword appeared and flew in front of the table.

But this "Sword Intent Post" is extremely quiet, none of the words on it are noisy, it seems that it is about to blame now, and I can feel a sense of tension from a copybook.

"When did you start to feel like you have your own thoughts?"

Ji Yuan said lightly, in order not to let this room become a vegetable market, he immediately pointed to a word "sword" on the copybook.

The word "sword" lifted a corner from the paper, as if taking a sneak peek at Ji Yuan, and then floated out of the paper.

"Back to the old man, we felt a little ignorant about ten years ago. After listening to you several times, the longer we are by your side, the more... sober! But we have always been able to I can hear and think, but I can't move or speak!"

Ji Yuan nodded, no wonder these little guys still know some of his housekeeping skills.

"Wouldn't it be nice to stay on the "Sword Intent Post"? After all, this copybook is your home. It's inconvenient to go out. Why do you want to leave?"

It's okay if you don't say this, but as soon as you ask, the "Sword Intent Post" becomes a mess like a frying pan.

"We also want to stay with the copybook!" "Yes, but it will be exhausting. The copybook is too heavy for us to lift!"

"Well, we can't move with the copybooks, and we can't fly!"

"Yeah, I searched for it for a long time, hiding from the wind and the rain. It wasn't until I ate good ink that I gained some strength to absorb the spiritual energy by myself..."

"My lord, we are suffering!" "Don't be angry, my lord, don't blame us!"

"My lord gave the copybook to that person surnamed Yan..."

"We all feel that you don't want us anymore!" "We are coming to you!"

"Yes, the first thing after being able to move is to find the elder!"

"Yes, we know you're going north!" "No, it's west!"

"Wrong, it's north!" "West!" "North!"

"Wow, you are wrong..." "Ah, you are wrong!"

...

"Stop arguing, stop arguing..."

Ji Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and when the room was quiet, he still felt his ears buzzing.

"Hey! It will be lively in the future..."

The paper crane flapped its wings left and right on the side of "Sword Intent Tie", already expressing obvious emotions.