There are many people gathered in front of the land temple, some men and women, some old and young, some carrying cloth bags, some holding basins, some holding bamboo baskets, and some carrying wooden sticks...... I couldn't tell whether it was a peasant or a beggar, all of them were dressed in old clothes and had a bitter face.

As the carriage came to a halt, the crowd poured in.

"It's coming! it's coming...... Master Tan is here!"

"It's coming! There's rice! There's porridge to eat!"

"Don't crowd it! Don't crowd it...... everyone"

The crowd was chattering and talking, and everyone was excited and excited.

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Don't make noise, don't crowd, let's disperse first, so that the eldest prince can enter the temple to worship incense." ”

As soon as the words fell, a dark and thin man walked to the back of the carriage, carefully opened the curtain and said, "Prince, please get out of the carriage." ”

"Uncle Mei: Wenji has something to do these days, don't blame you if you're late, Uncle Mei has worked hard these days. Wen Ji jumped down from behind the carriage and saluted the thin black man respectfully.

"The eldest prince is polite, this is what I should do Mei Rang. "This black and thin man is Mei Rang, who presides over the affairs of the Land Temple every day.

"Brother Kiki, I miss you so much. Suddenly, a young boy with clear eyebrows emerged from the crowd, and he grabbed Wenji's elbow with open hands.

"Oh! It's a minister! Brother Kiki misses you so much. Wenji picked up the little boy and pinched his little face as he walked towards the Land Temple.

Yan Lingcai jumped out of the car, and suddenly heard the little boy calling Wenji "Brother Kiji", and suddenly his face was unhappy, and he saw that Wenji and the little boy were very affectionate, and he put her aside and didn't ask, and he became more and more angry, and he wanted to hit the little boy's head with the cloud thorn in his hand, but after thinking about it, he still held back his anger, blackened his face for a while, squeaked silently, and followed angrily.

The crowd gave way one after another, and among them, there were also people who did not know the height and hurried into the temple in front.

Wen Ji didn't seem strange, but flashed his steps one by one, and humbly let those people go first.

Hu San had already jumped off the front, called a few villagers, and moved all the incense, candles, oil, flowers and fruits on the carriage into the land temple.

Wenji donated sesame oil, flowers and fruits, incense, and kowtowed in the land temple.

Although the saint does not say "strange power and chaos", it is also a rare piece of filial piety to fulfill the wish of his parents, which is in line with the teachings of the saint, and the land is the righteous god who protects the abundant crops.

After the offering was completed, Mei Rang invited Wen Ji, Hu San and Yan Ling to Yizhuang not far next door to give rice and porridge.

A tent has already been set up outside Yizhuang, two large pots have been set up, and porridge is boiled and almsgiving. Rice bags like hills are stacked in Yizhuang, and they are self-giving.

Suddenly, the crowd was like ants running around, noisy and lively, as if they had caught up with a big set.

Yan Ling was in the crowd, shuttling like a butterfly to help, so busy that her face was red and fluttering, her sweat was crystal and she was excited.

But just when everyone was jubilant, suddenly a gust of wind blew from the sky, overturning the porridge pot, toppling the tent, and blowing the figures to fall, plop, scream, and cry...... In an instant, one by one panicked and lost their direction.

But seeing the wind passing by, a black fog from the south rolled over Yizhuang and stopped the fog.

In the rolling black fog, there was a young woman standing, with a cold jade face and a red skirt, which was the nine days away from the Three Immortal Caves of Hanging Hushan Mountain.

"Okay, Nine Days! I was looking for you, but you came by yourself!"

In the flying dust, Yan Ling squinted at a glance, it was the enemy Jiutian, and he couldn't help but be angry, and with a "swish" sound, he held the sword sleeve in his left hand and the sharp thorn in his right hand, and flew up in the air.

"Aha...... Look, sister doesn't have time to play with you today!" Jiutian dodged the thorny cloud thorn, the red shadow swooped down, spread his slender arm and picked up the dazed Wenji, turned his head in the fog, and flew away.

"Demon girl, where are you going! I have to chase you today!"

Yan Ling saw that Wen Ji had been kidnapped, panicked and anxious, toes a little above the gatehouse of Yizhuang, flew into the air, and began to fly through the air and chase after him with all his might.

When the little boy named Xiaochen saw this, he hurriedly grabbed Mei Rang, stomped his feet again and again, and shouted: "Daddy! Daddy! Brother Kiki has been captured by the goblin!

"Silly boy, how can Daddy catch up?" Mei Rang was helpless, shaking her head and sighing bitterly.

The little boy clasped Merang's arm tightly, his eyes full of anxiety, and stared at the distant sky.

In the sky, the wind and fog dispersed, and the sun was clear.

The crowd was still panicked and panicked, and they had not yet come to their senses.

"Folks: Don't panic, everyone! That girl is a friend of my eldest son (it's fine), please line up and continue to receive rice." Hu San knew that it was Jiutian who kidnapped Wenji, so he was not worried and ordered his men to continue to donate rice.

Only then did the crowd gradually regain its calmness, and they lined up one after another, bustling to continue to receive rice.

By noon, the rice had been distributed and the crowd had dispersed.

Hu San assisted Mei Rang in cleaning up the stall, and then went to the Land Temple to drive the carriage and prepare to return to Tan's wooden shop.

Mei Rang took the little boy to the side of the road before saluting each other and saying goodbye.

Hu San boarded the car and returned to Tanjiamuxing. Mei Rang continued to take care of the affairs of the Land Temple, sincerely, and tirelessly.

The good deeds and merits here were all blessed in this Mei family because of Yan Ling's words.

Decades later, the little boy was given the same Jinshi by the Great Song Emperor Song Renzong, and was recommended by Ouyang Xiu as the Guozijian Zhijiao, tired to the Shangshu official Wailang, known as Mei Zhijiao or Mei Duguan, he was the famous minister Mei Yaochen of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the later generations were very famous, and the great writer Ouyang Xiu kept pace with him.

Jiangzuo Mei's family, since then the fame has risen, thousands of years of decay, there are still many relics in the Wanling realm.

Nine days out of the three immortal caves of Hanging Hushan, he first went to Tanjiamuxing, but he didn't see Wenji, so he rushed to Wangchenggang Yizhuang to take a look, because she knew that Wenji was going to give rice porridge these days, and she had been here before, so the path was very familiar.

This time he didn't take the wrong road, just as Jiutian expected: Wenji is looking at Chenggang Yizhuang!

Because Wenji's illness occurred in the past few days, she had been thinking about it for nine days, and her heart was as anxious as a fire, but she lowered her eyes in the clouds and saw that Yan Ling was also here, and in order to avoid entanglement, she suddenly captured Wenji and flew away.

Yan Ling really didn't let her go, and then chased after her desperately.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Ling's shout was left behind, and Jiutian hurriedly flew while looking around, preparing to find a place to suppress Wenji's illness, and suddenly saw a yellow thatched house exposed in a green bamboo forest in the nether realm, so he hurriedly landed.

But seeing that the yellow thatched house was built next to Bixi, the four walls were damaged, and only the roof of the house was completely left, which showed that it was a place that had long been abandoned.

Jiutian kidnapped Wenji, walked quickly past the wild grass that invaded his knees, and walked in, and it was indeed an abandoned house.

So, without saying a word for nine days, he was as anxious as the law, so he sat Wen Ji'an on the ground, and the law started six times, and the luck turned nine times, separated the dragon, opened the tiger, and suppressed the illness for him.

At this time, Wenji woke up and wanted to speak, but he was afraid of hurting Jiutian, because Jiutian had advised: When you are sick, don't talk and disturb, so Wenji had to close his eyes and keep silent, and let her do it.

Jiutian slowly injected a stream of vitality into Wenji's body, invigorating his blood and soothing his tendons and resisting the cold, but after a while, he felt that Wenji's tendons were unblocked, his blood and qi were abundant, and there was no sign of illness.

But just when Jiutian was secretly surprised, his spiritual sense suddenly became clear, as if a handsome man was sitting on a unicorn beast and carrying her across the clouds.

What's the reason for that?

It turned out that the vitality imported by Jiuxuan and the vitality left by Huinu in Wenji's body met, and then there was a response, and the past was as promised. And the night before, the strange scene that happened to the wise girl was also based on this. This vitality was originally transported to the Nine Heavens Xuannu by Fengxue Pavilion (the predecessor of Wenji) in Dacheng Mansion back then, and in order to repay the debt, it will be repaid in this life.

In fact, the official had already guessed: the Hui Nu is the good incarnation of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, the phoenix is her mount, and the white-eyed old Taoist who "gave the "Kaixuan Ying Sutra" and the incense burner, and asked the Hui Nu to do enough 6,300 meritorious deeds" is the Yuan Shi Tianzun.

It is only because of the collapse of the mountain that the remnants of the evil spirit have poisoned the mountains and seas for more than 20 years, although there are twelve golden runes in the old ancestor town of Zixiao Palace, but the anger of the gods and demons is still getting heavier and heavier, in order to solve this calamity as soon as possible, and return the peace and harmony of the Three Realms, so the ancestor of Zixiao Palace instructed Yuan Shi Tianzun to secretly assist the disciples who have fallen in the human world, the good body of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and the wise girl, as soon as possible, but the love debt, and return the golden body, so that he can be awarded the twelve righteous gods by the Sun Lingtai to contribute.

As for why the Yuan Shi Tianzun didn't assist the Nine Heavens Xuannu's deteriorating body for the Nine Heavens, it was because it took a long time to waste, and it was difficult to do so, and it was necessary to transform the body of goodness to dissolve the deteriorating body in order to return to the crystal clear, immaculate and immeasurable body.

These mysteries, Hui Nu and Jiutian naturally do not know at this time, that is, the so-called "bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused".

Despite this, Jiutian's sense of the past is getting stronger and stronger. She sat cross-legged in the grass hut, her heart rippling, and she wanted to see the appearance of the man and woman clearly, but unfortunately it was still blurred.

And Wenji also vaguely felt: a dignified and beautiful woman was held in his arms and hurried forward in the clouds.

If you look closely, it is not surprising: if men and women who once fell in love with each other, if they recall the past, most of them start from the place where they first met.

When Jiutian was frowning and trying his best to open his spiritual sense, he suddenly heard a clear shout: "Jiutian! So you are hiding here! I see where you can escape!"

Where the cheers fell, a graceful green shadow flew down next to the thatched house like a gust of wind.