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Zao Niang came out with the tea cup and placed it on the stone table.
“Sir, please have tea, who is this?”
Zao Niang looked at Haechi, and it was obvious that she was not her real body at all, and did not even have any sense of flesh and blood.
Before Ji Yuan spoke, Haechi stood up on his own and solemnly handed over to Zao Niang, his attitude was obviously very respectful.
“My surname is Xie. Zao Niang, you can call me Mr. Xie. I am Mr. Ji’s friend.”
The woman in front of me is not a simple rural cultivator, she is a real spiritual root of heaven and earth. No one can ignore her. She is a legend in the mouths of most cultivators in this era.
“It turns out to be Mr. Xie!”
Zao Niang solemnly returned a Wanfu gift, but everyone in the courtyard started shouting.
“If you fart, he calls you Mr. Xie.” “Yes, he is just a painting!”
“That’s right, you are just a Xiezhi in a painting, Mr. Xie.”
“That’s right, the master has a lot of things to eat and drink for free!” “Shameless!”
“Don’t be shy!” “Shy!”
Xie Zhi grinned and glanced at the small characters in the courtyard with a faint ink light.
“That’s the invitation from your eldest master. It’s your turn to talk too much. I’ll eat it again, and I’ll eat it again!”
Haizhi specially spoke to the small characters in a particularly exaggerated tone. To Ji Yuan, this tone could be described in one word, and that was “deserting a beating”.
Now the small pavilion courtyard was in a state of panic. The little characters who had not besieged the Haechi originally rushed over, chattering around the stone table, trying to quarrel with the Haechi, but they were already well aware of the temper of these little guys. Instead, Xie Zhi picked up the tea cup and happily drank the tea poured by Zao Niang. He completely ignored these small words, which gave him a feeling of power and useless.
After scolding for a while, the voices of the little characters became quiet, and they went to wander around and play in the courtyard.
This scene gave Ji Yuan a lot of experience. He felt that this painting and the words in his sleeve had probably been paired with each other countless times.
“The dignified Mr. Haechi is as knowledgeable as a group of children.”
Haizhi drank tea, then picked up a date and took a bite.
“A group of children? This group of children is amazing. If I didn’t have any ability, I would be annoyed to death. Noisy with them occasionally is a good way to pass the time.”
In Xie Zhi’s eyes, so many small characters are actually very different from each other. Some characters such as “sword” and “sharp” are often extremely sharp and sharp, while “change” is agile and unpredictable. Obviously Each word has its own direction of practice.
“Okay, let’s eat yours. Don’t think about the jujubes. You can eat more of these jujubes.”
As he said that, Ji Yuan put down the tea cup and had already taken out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, intending to take the opportunity to write down what he had learned from the sword discussion with Tu Yi.
When Ji Yuan spread out the white paper, the courtyard became quiet. Even the Xie Zhi chewed the dates much more slowly, stretching his neck to look at the paper while eating.
The sword strike that Ji Yuan had in his drunken dream shocked not only Jade Fox Cave Heaven and King Foyin Ming. In fact, even Xie Zhi didn’t know what happened in the process. He only knew that Ji Yuan should have been in his dream. Killing Tu Siyan was not a matter of the soul leaving the body and traveling far away. Anyway, he couldn’t feel anything in Ji Yuan’s sleeves.
Zao Niang had already sat under the tree with her book in her arms. She was surrounded by many small words. She whispered to her some things about Ji Yuan’s trip, including teaching a child to read and read in the southern wilderness, and the thunder method descending from the sky. There was also the grand scene of destroying endless demons, and there was also the scene of talking about the sword and using some magical power to kill Tu Siyan after being drunk. Zao Niang listened with great interest, and looked at Ji Yuan who was sitting there from time to time, imagining that her husband was doing these things. appearance and mood.
The words written by Ji Yuan seem to fall on the calm water, blending directly into it, and forming waves of ink on the paper. At first glance, they are words, but when they look again, they turn into the words he had discussed with Tu Yi before. In the scene at that time, the sword spirit overflowed, and there was even the fragrance of wine wafting.
“Buzz…”
The Ivy Sword made a soft cry behind Ji Yuan, and the sword’s intention permeated the entire Ju’an Pavilion. Except for Ji Yuan, only the Ivy Sword was truly clear about the murder in the dream.
As the sun rises and sets, the people of Ning’an County go about their daily lives, and more and more people discuss the affairs of the new people of Dazhen, but no one knows that Ji Yuan is back.
Although the sword book is charming, it won’t take too long to write down a sword discussion. The key lies in the last sword technique. After about a month and a half, Ji Yuan has almost finished writing it.
Haizhi had been watching from the side, and only then did he finally understand what had happened.
“It turns out that the last sword move between you and Tu Yi was not completed because you were drunk, but it just hit Tu Siyan.”
At this moment, Wang Youhong has fallen outside Ning’an County. He didn’t know this town before, but because of Ji Yuan’s hair, he was able to follow the induction and come here to find Ji Yuan.
Of course, he didn’t come empty-handed. Ying Jiyuan ordered him to bring a withered blood peach tree with him.
At first, Wang Youhong was a little confused when she arrived in Ning’an County. She didn’t know where Ji Yuan was, but slowly, relying on her feelings, Wang Youhong entered Tianniufang and walked in naturally.
When they walked to the alley, they saw a red fox running towards them. The two stopped outside the alley and looked at each other.
“You are neither human nor immortal.”
Hu Yun pointed at Wang Youhong and spoke first. He could feel the strangeness of this young man, but he was not afraid of him. If he came to Ning’an County and walked this alley, he would probably come to see Mr. Ji, and he would never be the same. Random people.
“Aren’t you neither a human nor an immortal?”
Wang Youhong said lightly, but Hu Yun stood up from a squatting position, with one paw on his hips and the other pointing at his nose.
“Nonsense, I don’t know how to act like this. Are you here to see Mr. Ji? You came at the wrong time. Mr. Ji is not at home.”
“Huh? No way?”
Wang Youhong frowned and thought for a moment. Mr. Ji should obviously be there. After thinking about it, he decided to follow his feeling and go to find out. Hu Yun didn’t stop him. He wanted to go to Ju’an Pavilion anyway, but Zao Mother will probably not meet strangers.
However, when one person and one fox arrived at the door of Ju’an Pavilion, they found that the door had been slowly opened before they arrived. Ji Yuan and a stranger were sitting in the courtyard, the former writing and the latter drinking tea comfortably. , and there is a pile of date cores on the table.
Hu Yun’s expression was very similar to that of Zao Niang before. There was an obvious expression of surprise on the fox’s face, and he rushed into the small pavilion courtyard several times.
“Mr. Ji, are you back? How long have you been back? How long can you stay? I brought a young man here…”
Ji Yuan gave it to him. After seeing Ji Yuan writing, Hu Yun calmed down and listened to the small words on the side answering his questions on Ji Yuan’s behalf.
Ji Yuan raised his head and looked at the door. Wang Youhong was still standing there blankly, but the person he was looking at was not Ji Yuan, but Zao Niang sitting under the tree.
Originally, she came to meet Ji Yuan with some trepidation, but now looking at the dignified, quiet, bright and moving Zao Niang, Wang Youhong felt so strong that she couldn’t look away. When she saw that woman also looking sideways, she became embarrassed. Shang Yihong quickly looked away.
At this moment, Ji Yuan put away his pen and raised his head to look at the door. He first looked at Wang Youhong, then at Zao Niang who looked confused, and then turned his eyes back. Haechi on the side spoke before him.
“Hey, isn’t this Miss Wang? Got a dead peach tree?”
Wang Youhong was suddenly startled when she heard Haezhi’s words. She hurriedly turned her attention to Ji Yuan and the other scary person. She quickly took a few steps towards the door and saluted them solemnly.
“Wang Youhong has met Mr. Ji and Uncle Haechi! I have already obtained the withered peach tree. I am looking for it from the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com. If it is convenient for you, sir, I will show it here.”
Ji Yuan nodded and looked at the fox on one side.
“Just put it in this courtyard, Hu Yun will close the door.”
“Okay!”
Hu Yun sat under the tree and did not move, but after responding, a ghostly figure emerged from his shadow, turned into a phantom, and wandered in front of the door of Ju’an Pavilion before returning. He reached Hu Yun’s shadow and then disappeared into it.
The courtyard door of Ju’an Pavilion has been closed with a bang, and the latch is still attached.
This was obviously Hu Yun’s attempt to show off in front of Ji Yuan, and his goal was achieved. This scene attracted the attention of others, and even more surprised Ji Yuan, who felt that it had merit.
Wang Youhong also subconsciously glanced at the red fox. She had never seen that kind of magic before. Anyone who could be related to Mr. Ji, even if it was just a fox that had not yet transformed, should not be underestimated.
Without any further hesitation, Wang Youhong shook her sleeves, and a streak of blood emerged from it. A blood peach tree as thick as a water tank and as tall as a two-story building appeared in the courtyard of Ju’an Pavilion.
This blood peach tree had obviously been uprooted, and the tree body was almost half rotten. Of course, there were no green leaves or red flowers, and there was even a faint rancid smell.
Hu Yun hugged his nose and hid next to Zao Niang. Small characters were flying around in the courtyard, chirping and shouting “It stinks, it stinks.” What they smelled was not something at the olfactory level, so their reactions were more exaggerated. .
The stench made Ji Yuan unable to bear it any longer, and he turned to look at Haechi who was staring blankly at the peach tree.
“Do you want to eat this?”
Haizhi also trembled violently.
“Are you kidding? I’d rather eat **** dirt than this! It’s just corrupting the spirit, you’re going to be burned!”