Following.

In a valley filled with the scent of elixir.

An old man with white hair sat under the eaves of a thatched hut, and a clay pot was set up on the stove in front of him, in which the fatty fish was boiled, and the broth was boiling and exuding an enticing aroma.

The old man saw a figure appear in the direction of the entrance of the valley from a distance, and his face suddenly had a little more smile.

It wasn't until the young man approached that the old man shouted: "Yuan Ming, it's too good for you to come, my pot of fish has just been stewed, and you have arrived before you have time to put down your chopsticks." ”

"Isn't this afraid that the predecessors of the fish man will eat fish and have no wine, so he will bring you wine." Yuan Ming was also polite and said with a smile.

As he spoke, he raised the two crimson wine sticks he was carrying in his hands.

"Hey, did you bring wine?" As soon as the fish man saw the wine, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He hurriedly got up to greet him.

"I promised you, how could I forget?" Yuan Ming handed over the wine with a smile and said.

"Okay, okay, just have two drinks with me." Yu Weng smiled and led Yuan Ming to sit down.

"It's so fragrant, today's fish feels extraordinarily fresh." Yuan Ming smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but praise.

"Hey, that's not it, this pot of fish, not to mention the spirit grass with three flavors of more than thirty years old, it is nourishing and flavorful, and I don't give it to ordinary people." The fishman groaned with a smile.

"Senior, is your elixir that directly took the medicine garden really okay?" Yuan Ming asked.

"If you don't say it, if I don't say it, who will know? In the future, you will come often, and I will keep it for you. The fish man said with a smile.

"The seniors are kind, but the juniors naturally dare not brush. It's just that for the next period of time, you have to retreat and practice for a while, and when the retreat is over, you will bring wine to see you. Yuan Ming said.

"Diligent cultivation is a good thing." Hearing this, the fish man nodded in praise.

……

Night.

The bright moonlight leaking from the window splashed on Yuan Ming's body.

He held the incense burner in his hands, bathed in luster.

At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly felt something in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.

"It's the night of the full moon again, and I don't know when I will be able to return to my hometown in the Central Plains?" He sighed softly.

His gaze froze slightly, and his gaze fell on the cyan incense burner in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help flashing.

I saw that the Tai Chi pattern on the incense burner had been lit up for more than half, but it was still a little short of all the lights up.

"It's been a few months, and it's still a little bit before it can be fully lit ......up," Yuan Ming said secretly in his heart.

At this time, he suddenly had a whim: "Since this incense burner is also a magic weapon, I don't know if there will be new changes if I try to use mana to urge it." ”

With this in mind, he held the censer in both hands and began to pour mana into it.

As soon as the mana side crossed in, Yuan Ming noticed that something was wrong.

It was obviously different from when he used to urge the magic weapon, his mana was absorbed by the incense burner, the kind that was swallowed into it.

But the incense burner, there is no obvious change.

"Isn't that enough?" Yuan Ming thought about it together and began to use all his strength to cross the mana.

"Lit up ......"

After a long while, just after Yuan Ming crossed most of his mana into the incense burner, a soft light finally lit up from the Tai Chi pattern on the stove.

"It's really good! Does this mean that you can light incense again? Yuan Ming was overjoyed.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately stopped practicing, closed the window, locked the door, and returned to the bed.

The last time he lit the black incense, he successfully possessed the young emperor's body, thus obtaining the "Nine Yuan Jue" cultivation technique, which directly changed his fate.

Therefore, Yuan Ming has always wanted to try incense again.

It's a pity that several subsequent attempts ended in failure, and he was never able to light the black incense.

This time, the Tai Chi pattern on the incense burner is shining, and maybe it is a new opportunity to light incense.

Thinking like this, Yuan Ming no longer hesitated, and immediately took the fire fold and lit the fire to light a black incense stick inserted in the furnace.

The flame on the fold of the fire was close to the incense, and the shaking flame quickly licked it.

After a while, a little green smoke rose up, and the second black incense was indeed ignited.

The scent, somewhere between sandalwood and rosin, quickly permeated the room.

The moment Yuan Ming smelled this aroma, his consciousness began to become dim, and the objects in front of him became blurred.

He faced the familiar feeling again, without the panic of the first time, just trying to keep his eyes open, trying to stay awake to combat the drowsiness.

It's a pity that his struggle didn't last long, and he fell into darkness in front of him, losing all consciousness.

It didn't take long for a cacophony of sounds to come from all around.

Yuan Ming felt that someone was pushing his shoulder, and then his eyes opened in a daze.

"Wang Shun, you don't have a head, what day is today, you dare to be lazy to sleep?" He rubbed his eyes and saw that the person next to him was a round-faced man in a short brown robe and dressed as a handyman.

"What do you see me doing?" The round-faced man subconsciously touched his cheek.

Yuan Ming didn't answer in a hurry, but looked down at his outfit, he looked the same as a round-faced man, and it seemed that he was also a handyman or something.

"The gap is a bit big......" Yuan Ming sighed in his heart.

The last time he possessed him was a young emperor, but this time he became an inferior miscellaneous servant.

"I just slept for a while, what are you fuss about?" Yuan Ming imitated the tone of the round-faced man and said.

"Dare to talk back? Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and bring the horse, prepare the carriage in front, Mrs. is going to go to the City God Temple to make incense, the delay is too late, you kid is comfortable. The round-faced man urged.

Yuan Ming then took the opportunity to observe the environment around him.

He found himself in what appeared to be a deep mansion compound, and behind him was a stable the size of four or five houses, in which seven or eight tall horses looked like gods.

All of these horses were black or white, red or yellow-brown solid colored horses, none of them were variegated, and they all looked very energetic.

"What day is it?" Yuan Ming asked.

When the round-faced man heard this, he looked at him with a strange face, and doubted: "Wang Shun, have you fallen into an evil spirit?" ”

"What kind of evil did I hit, I just drank a little wine last night, and I'm a little sleepy today." Yuan Ming said.

"If it weren't for the fact that your kid has a bit of a way to raise horses, and the lord looks at you pleasing to the eye, with your virtue, can you enter our general's mansion? If you don't hurry up, I'll have to take the board with you. The round-faced man said angrily.

General's Mansion? Has he become a miscellaneous servant in the General's Mansion?

"You haven't said yet, what day is it?" Yuan Ming continued to ask.

"My ancestors, alas, today is the day of the temple fair held by the Chenghuang Temple in the south of the city, and our wife smashed a large sum of silver to grab the opportunity to invite the head incense, if you don't hurry up, I'm really anxious with you." The round-faced man said angrily.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he got up and rushed to the stable.

He subconsciously picked out three white steeds in the stable, pulled the reins and walked out.

According to the etiquette system, the general's wife could only ride in a sedan with a maximum of three horses.

Since he had to pull the cart and didn't need to wear a saddle, Yuan Ming followed behind the round-faced man, led the three horses out of the stable, and went to the front yard.

In an open courtyard in the front yard, a lavishly decorated carriage was already parked.

Yuan Ming led the three horses forward and put them side by side on the carriage.

After settling everything, he waited for the arrival of the general's wife.

Yuan Ming took advantage of this effort, looked around, and saw from a distance that outside this courtyard, there were tall tree shadows standing, which seemed to be a garden.

In the distance, there is a five-story eight-treasure blue and gray tower.

"Huh......"

For some reason, Yuan Ming looked at the silhouette of the tower and felt a little familiar.

At this time, a team of people carried a beautiful sedan chair to this side.

Next to the sedan chair were a few young and bright-looking maids, and there were two columns of hanging weapons behind them, and the soldiers in armor all had murderous faces, obviously they had really killed the enemy.

"Wang Shun, lower your head, you don't want to die?" At this time, the voice of the round-faced man reminded him.

He turned his head to look and saw that the other party had stepped aside, his hands hanging down at his knees, his head lowered, and he dared to look only at the instep of his own feet.

Although Yuan Ming didn't have the awe of being a servant, he didn't want to cause any trouble to the original owner of this body, so he lowered his head like him.

The sedan chair stopped in front of him, and immediately a maid supported the graceful and luxurious general's wife and changed to a carriage.

When the lady and the maid got into the carriage, the others lined up on the left and right sides.

Yuan Ming was in charge of driving the carriage to the south of the city.

Fortunately, at the front of the team, there were still a few cavalry to lead the way, otherwise Yuan Ming was really worried that he had taken the wrong road and would be seen by others.

The procession passed through several courtyards before finally leaving the mansion and coming outside.

The road outside the General's Mansion was so wide that Yuan Ming was surprised, and the ground was paved with neat floor tiles, and it was cleaned very cleanly.

The mansions on both sides of the road are quite sparsely distributed, but just by looking at the palace gate, you can know that all of them are dignitaries, and they are all luxurious and noble within the regulations.

The procession of carriages and horses made a leisurely journey to the south of the city.

Yuan Ming looked at the street scene on the side of the road, and was in a trance for a while.

He didn't know if his own memories had merged with the memories of this body, and he felt that the street scenes on both sides became more and more similar the more he looked at them.

Especially on both sides of the road, the two rows of thick pine trees that rise straight into the air are the size of two adults to hug together.

"Strange ......"

Yuan Ming was puzzled, and the vehicle slowly drove to another area.

Unlike the empty and quiet quarters of the previous high-ranking dignitaries, the streets here have become significantly narrower, and the ground is no longer paved with large bluestone slabs, but dense earth-fired bricks.

And a large number of frontage buildings appeared on both sides of the road, dense and row upon row.

These buildings are decorated with all kinds of plaques and flags, and some even have bamboo and wooden sheds on the outside, which are decorated with various ways to show that they are different from other houses.

Yuan Mingjiu was in southern Xinjiang, and there were only vague and fragmented pictures of the Central Plains in his memory, but many of the pictures sleeping in his memory still corresponded to the scene in front of him.

The streets and alleys are bustling, the shops are crowded, the pedestrians are shoulder to shoulder, and the enthusiastic hawking ......

Suddenly, Yuan Ming felt that he was no longer possessing others, but as if he had come here in person.

At a glance, he saw the sign of a small vendor on the side of the road, which said "Wine-stuffed rice balls", and couldn't help licking his lips.

Obviously, he hadn't seen the wine-stuffed rice balls, and he hadn't even remembered what that thing looked like, but Yuan Ming's memory had already surfaced that warm, sweet, and soft taste.

In the restaurant not far away, the rich aroma of wine wafts from afar, mixed with the aroma of food, which is completely different from the taste of southern Xinjiang wine, and it is extremely mellow.

Everything in front of him, what he saw, heard, and smelled, was indescribably familiar.

(End of chapter)