"Follow me, Chronicle."

Wang Yan waved his hand as he spoke, and led Ji Nian to a camouflage-painted secret off-road vehicle.

In the driver's seat was a young man with a shaved and resolute face, and he didn't say anything along the way.

It wasn't until it reached the valley where the [Blood Tears Spirit Grass Essence] was located that it stopped the car.

He turned his head to Ji Nian on the co-pilot and said, "I'll wait for you here, just come over directly after the package is finished later." ”

"Okay." Ji Nian bowed his head slightly when he heard this.

After getting out of the car and walking a distance, he raised his hand to transform General Zeng.

[Blood Tears Spirit Grass Spirit] is a grass and wood spirit, not a ghost.

His gold medal fighters, the seventh and eighth masters, could not restrain her.

In comparison, it is undoubtedly more suitable to have [Fire Lot] as a weapon and can trigger the Divine Fire to eliminate demons.

"Quack! Wail! Wail! ”

In the shade of the trees in the valley swelled a flock of crows.

They crouched on the old trunks, their bean-sized eyes glinting bloodshot.

"Luckily, there are no black cats and telephone poles, otherwise this would be a proper night of Uchiha extermination."

I have to say that Ji Nian really has a big heart.

Even in the face of such a netherworld scene, he can make jokes on his own without pressure.

And this is also the confidence brought to him by that large number of mythical characters.

"Quack! Wail! Wail! ”

After walking along the map for a long time, I still didn't see the shadow of the Blood Tears Spirit Grass Spirit.

And the ugly and disturbing crows followed them all the way, and from time to time they "poached" very frantically.

Ji Nian was unbearable, and successively commanded General Zeng to trigger the fire tide with fire sticks and burned them several times.

But the number of these blood-pupiled black crows is as large as the five people hugging the thick tree in this valley, and it can't be burned at all.

Even if there is no choice, Ji Nian has to search for it in this disturbing environment.

But after looking for a long time, there is still no gain.

So he found a piece of bluestone and sat down, turned out the map, and looked at it carefully.

The crows, as if staring at him, each found a trunk to stop.

"Karma! Karma! Karma! ”

It's like the birdsong slicing through the glass is getting louder and louder.

Ji Nian waved his hand a little irritably, and motioned for General Zeng to give them another shot.

"Bear!"

So in the next moment, the fire elemental that was wandering between heaven and earth continued to pour towards the delicate fire stick.

And at the moment when General Zeng was about to launch an offensive, an explosion suddenly sounded, startling the birds to scatter.

"Boom!"

Ji Nian almost instinctively covered his ears, and saw the smoke and dust rising from the sky, slowly forming a small mushroom-mushroom-cloud.

The true owner of this valley was woken up.

Like a cannonball, she came from the southeast and fell straight in front of Ji Nian's eyes, breaking through more than a dozen ancient trees that were hugged by ten people one after another.

Then he rolled up like a "person" who had nothing to do, and slammed into the big tree with the most crows with a "trainee shoulder".

Only to hear the "click", the trees broke in response, and the crows dispersed instantly.

But she was annoyed by the noise, but she didn't give up.

He took off his coat, which was strung with only beads of blood, and turned his body upside down with his right hand; But he pulled out his left hand and cut it up, stretched his waist, and uprooted an old tree.

Then he waved the ancient tree with a fierce expression.

With a slight exertion of the two small thin legs, the "delicate" emaciated, smart and white body flew up more than ten meters.

The big tree in his hand also waved back and forth like an old man shaking a fan.

Left and right, the fine soil hanging from the roots of the tree flies, and the thick green leaves fall.

The crows were like dumplings falling into the pot and hail falling, and one after another fell to the ground, and there was no bird left.

Ji Nian didn't dislike it, and took out a stack of blank cards directly from his pocket and sealed them.

In the end, it was found that a card only encapsulated a crow, and the border was the most crotch-pulling pale gray.

And at the same time, a thousand crows are encapsulated, and the card is the standard white.

With this discovery, he began to unscrupulously drag the crows into the card.

After about twenty minutes like this, the inhuman girl who fell from the sky and pulled up trees and swept crows finally lost her strength.

A delicate face is hung with dirt, and it is dusty, adding a bit of cuteness and honesty.

And Ji Nian also encapsulated more than 20 white crow materials during this time.

didn't have any strength, and picked up 20,000 yuan for nothing.

"Not bad."

He smiled with great satisfaction.

Hearing his laughter, the inhuman girl who had already used up her aura finally reacted, subconsciously turned her head, and faced two majestic faces, one red and one blue.

She almost instinctively wanted to resist, but she had long since lost the strength.

Blueface added a handcuff and chained her to the trunk of the tree.

"Huh?!"

After reacting, she pursed her thin lips, and exploded her potential again, almost dragging the big tree down.

And Ji Nian flashed in front of her at this time, and a blank card was directly attached to her head, instantly injecting a lot of spiritual power.

Coupled with the assistance of the increased divine power, the inhuman girl who was physically and mentally exhausted finally lasted less than two seconds and was put into the card.

Poor and miserable.

……

"That's it!"

Looking at the transformable special material called [Blood Tears Spirit Grass Essence] in his hand, Ji Nian smiled shamelessly.

He had long recognized this inhuman girl as his target this time, but he kept hiding it until her aura was exhausted, and then he made a sneak attack.

Although with this girl's strength, he can crush it by beating hard, but this way can satisfy his bad taste.

"Not bad."

This is the first time he has seen such "sensible" material.

Knowing that he couldn't find it, he "took the initiative" to send it to the door, and consumed his aura in front of him, and directly "gave it for nothing", and gave a meeting gift of more than 20,000 yuan.

"It would be great if the creatures of the secret realm that I met in the future could be as sensible as her."

Ji Nian smiled and raised his hand to look at the watch dedicated to the secret realm.

Just as the predetermined hour and a half was about to arrive, he summoned the Year Beast and evacuated the valley as fast as possible, coming to the location where he had parked before.

"Get in the car."

The young man of the round inch is as concise as ever.

Directly departed, carrying him back to the secret outer perimeter, where the Zhenyuan army was temporarily stationed.

"Next."

Seeing Goldman Sachs getting into the car, Ji Nian entered a single-family tent under the leadership of the staff.

Considering that it would take tomorrow for all sixteen people to package all the materials, he was ready to go straight to the card making work.

So he locked the curtain very carefully, and then released Brother Zongzi to be responsible for security.

After doing these defensive measures, he lay on his back in the hammock, his consciousness soared, and he entered the sea of consciousness.

According to Yingtai's experience that time, the transformation of special materials like this is more inclined to [play] in principle.

That is, to write a set of scripts, act to the review system and the transformed material "believe".

Then, they can use the skills and characteristics of the material itself as the base, and the story given by the card maker as the direction, optimize and adjust, and constantly jump.

In this way, the "actor" is crucial.

Other roles borrowed from the appearance of the people around him, and Jia Baoyu was naturally played by himself.

And then there's the "props".

Thinking of this, he directly turned out the miniature space equipment card that he had bought for thousands of yuan not long ago.

Yingtai's mobile phone, the leather ball of the Nian Beast, the microphone of the mountain ghost, and some of his own objects are all contained in it.

Other than that, it's some seemingly useless "rags".

For example, mineral water bottles with pierced caps, stones with beautiful patterns, fake gemstone hairpins bought in two-dollar stores, fake coral bead bracelets, and Mai Lisu chocolate balls, a cosplay panacea......

"It's all useful."

Ji Nianxin said, and vigorously waved the drawing pen in his hand, drawing out the pale cyan fate line of the [Blood Tears Spirit Grass Essence].

He had typed the draft as early as before departure, and without hesitation, he quickly wrote:

[By the Xiling River, by the Sansheng Stone. 】

[Colorful mist and clouds, bright sunshine. 】

[From time to time, there is a Zhuzhu fairy grass, which is irrigated by the attendants of the Shenying of the Chixia Palace every day with sweet rain, and the years go on. 】

[After a long time, he took off the womb of plants and trees, turned into a human, cultivated into a female form, and traveled all day long away from the hated world, hungry and obsessed with love fruits, thirsty for drinking and water. 】

[Just because he has not yet repaid the grace of irrigation, he is depressed with a period of melancholy. 】

[Therefore, when the attendant of Shenying chose to go down to earth to reincarnate, she also went down to earth together, willing to repay the irrigation love of the past with a lifetime of tears. 】

As the tall and dog-like Shenying waiter used a bottle of mineral water to pour water on the small grass with fruits like coral beads, the pale green river hanging upside down in the sky slowly floated bubbles.

quickly flashed everything that had just happened, and when the Bead Immortal Grass decided to reincarnate, it suddenly dispersed.

I can only vaguely see houses rising from the ground in this grand sea of knowledge.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly accumulates a garden resort with mountains and rivers and pavilions.

The picture advances to the house, and the elegant and good-looking Tanhualang is waiting anxiously at the door of the delivery room.

Until a baby's cry sounded, the breath of grass and trees overflowed, and Fang Xie was full of worry and anxiety.

When he was in his thirties, he had a daughter, and he naturally cherished it so much, so he gave the child a very beautiful nickname......

【Daiyu】

Ji Nian writes in the air with the power of his mind.

A year after Daiyu was born, her mother Jia Min gave birth to a younger brother for her, but she only lived to be three years old and died.

There is only one daughter left, and her parents naturally cherish her even more.

Because he saw that she was fairy and handsome, not like ordinary products, he invited Jia Yu Village to enlighten her.

It's just that the warm and happy days of such a family of three did not last long, and her mother died of illness.

Jia's mother took pity on her for having no one to rely on to educate, so she took her to her side and raised her.

……

"I've seen this sister before."

The one-meter-eight tall "Big Face Treasure" said with a smile.

Daiyu was also very surprised, only to feel that "where have I seen it, how familiar it is".

It's just that this little brother with a lot of eyes, and he started hysteria within a few minutes of pretending to be a person.

"What a stupid thing, you can't even see the height of a person! I don't want this Rausch anymore! ”

This is the end of the section of "Bao Dai's First Sight" made by "Big Face Treasure" in the original book, and it is indeed a classic bridge that is very in line with other people's design.

It's just not suitable for chronology.

Although he is not a human being "occasionally", he is always a little more like a human being than anyone else for three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

Like now.

Even if it's just acting, and the "Tongling Jade" in his hand is just a stone picked up by the artificial lake in the hotel when the eighth master walked his dog, he doesn't want to repeat the drama of this child's farce.

What a defeat.

So I made some minor adjustments.

"Jade" is correct, but the fuse of all this has become Jia Huan, the younger brother of Baoyu who is "starred by the young Bai Ziliang".

The little girl was not only not frightened, but also watched the excitement.

"Sir! Master! I really didn't make him throw jade, he made it bad! He's evil! Woooooo ”

Watching him being beaten by Jia Zheng, who looked like Xie Wenyuan, he was beaten until his skin was open and he wailed.

Even if all this was fake, Ji Nian couldn't bear it, so he borrowed the [Soul Detection Camera] from Yingtai, found a good angle, and took a photo.

"Let this photo, as a spike, prick my conscience at all times."

Ji Nian stroked his face, pressed down the corners of his slightly raised mouth, and carefully put away the photo, maybe he could use it in the future.

……

At the same time, under the accelerated deduction of the long river of fate, the ancestral hall also ended the drama of "Jia Wenyuan" beating "Jia Ziliang".

Time jumps quickly.

Under the care of Jia's mother, Daiyu gradually grew up, and her relationship with Baoyu was also very friendly and intimate.

Until the end of the winter when the little girl was ten years old, her father Lin Ruhai was seriously ill, and her cousin Jia Lian sent her to Yangzhou to take care of her.

Until the third day of September of the following year, his father died of illness and was buried in Suzhou.

After the second month of the vigil, she returned to Beijing with Jia Lian and has lived in Jiafu for a long time since then.

A year flies in the blink of an eye.

The following year's Lantern Festival, Yuanchun Province.

In the name of "eulogizing the saints", he made everyone compose poems.

In the original plot, Baoyu wrote three songs in a row, but the last "Apricot Curtain in Sight" was written by Daiyu for him, which became the "crown of the first three songs" in Yuan Chun's mouth.

Whether it is skill or intention, it is better than the first three.

Thereupon......

"But it's all there?"

When the slim, delicate and handsome little girl asked him softly, Ji Nian replied without hesitation: "No, sister, you can help me make it." ”

“……”

The little girl should have never seen such a shameless person, so she couldn't help but be stunned.

After a while, the two cage smokers frowned slightly, revealing a slightly disgusted expression: "I only ate a little tea in your house during the day, and I came to summon people at night." ”

"My sister has a 'Yongxu talent', if she can compose poems for me, the mother will definitely praise me for 'Jinyi', and when the lord is happy, he will also beat me less."

"With such a big ability, I see that my sister is the only one in the house."

Ji Nian is full of flowers, and after a few words, even Sister Lin, who "has more heart than work", was a little overwhelmed, and couldn't help but rejoice.

But he still said: "The coaxing words are more fluent and beautiful than poetry, and I don't know which sister or sister it is intended for, and it is used on me." ”

After speaking, he also "hummed" softly.

It's just that he is disgusted, but his body is very honest to pick up the pen and paper, imitate his handwriting, and compose poems on a color oiled paper in the small block of King Zhong's fly.

After that, it was put up, and it really won the Yuanchun commendation - the words that praise people are naturally made up in the annals.

Then he praised a few words as "Jia Baoyu" just right, coaxing this little girl with a little tsundere to be full of joy.

It's also an old bad seed.

……

At the end of the province, Yuan Chun felt that it was a pity that the Grand View Garden was vacant, so he ordered Baoyu and Qunfang to live in it.

Later, after experiencing the festivals of [Daiyu Funeral Flowers], [Reading the West Chamber], [Smelling the Peony Pavilion], [Yin Funeral Flower Words], [Dragon Boat Festival Quarrel], [Handkerchief Love] and other festivals, Bao Dai's love began to sprout.

On August 21 of the following year, the Begonia Poetry Society was established.

Lin Daiyu got the name "Concubine Xiaoxiang".

Whether it is doing begonia poems in Qiushuangzhai or writing chrysanthemums in Lotus Lotus Champs, there is a performance of pressing the group.

Another year, Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, she was very rare to relieve her sorrows, laughed, and was so happy that she leaned on the table and shouted "Eh".

But because he was too happy, he forgot his form for a while, and even recited some dissenting verses, and was persuaded by Baochai.

The relationship between the two has become very good.

After that, many things happened, and Daiyu's health became worse and worse.

And the Jiafu, which seemed to be a good place on the surface, was also gradually coming to an end and collapsing under the blazing fire and flowers.

Finally, on this day, the Grand View Garden was copied and inspected.

Although there was no danger, Daiyu became more and more uneasy, and even made all kinds of bleak poems such as "The Cold Moon Buries the Flower Soul".

……

Two more days later.

Baoyu missed Yahuan Qingwen, who was "expelled by jealousy and died of humiliation".

After his death, he made the "Hibiscus Flower God" as the imagination space, and wrote a eulogy called "Hibiscus Daughter".

At this time, Daiyu came from the shadow of the flower and proposed amendments.

At this time, her face was already very ugly, and her increasingly thin body was also a little shaky.

Although I know that this is just a play, but after this simulation that spans "ten years", Ji Nian is somewhat into the drama at this time.

imagined the scene of "Brother Ziliang's sacrifice" to mobilize his emotions, lowered his eyes, and slowly read: "Under the screen window, I have no chance; In the loess ridge, how can he be thin......"

As soon as these words came out, Daiyu couldn't help but feel in a trance, as if she had a premonition of something, and took a few steps back.

Then he covered his lips with a palpa and walked away with a light cough.

……

After this.

After participating in Zen again, Baoyu confided in Daiyu.

Daiyu got the promise and was in a little mood.

But then there was the out-of-season flowering of begonias and the loss of Tongling Baoyu, and the originally good mood became disturbed, and it was difficult to sleep at night.

Then Yuan Chun died and Prince Teng died violently.

Jia Fu lost his backer, couldn't help but panic, and added to Baoyu's madness, in order to give him a rush, Jia Mu, Sister Feng and others planned a plan of "adjusting the bag".

coaxed Baoyu to say that he wanted to marry "Miss Lin", but in fact, he wanted to round his "golden and jade relationship" with Xue Baochai.

……

"Sister, are you feeling better? I haven't seen you for a long time, what are you still doing with this Rausch? ”

On the way to the main hall, Baoyu, whose eyes were chaotic and looked like a child, was about to reach out and take off Baochai's hijab as he spoke.

But then I thought that this life event, Sister Lin should want to abide by the rules, so she withdrew her hand.

But at the moment of worship, the curvature of the head still made Baochai almost fall off his head.

And Baoyu, who has always been unruly and now even more crazy, suddenly reached out at this time and pulled the hijab back.

Even if the hijab is old-fashioned in his heart, he is willing to do anything in order to leave no regrets for his beloved.

However, it was the only time he obeyed the rules that made him miss the opportunity to see Daiyu for the last time.

That night, outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Only the bamboo tips move in the wind, and the moon shadow moves the wall, so it is not bleak and cold.

is in response to the sentence "the cold moon buries the soul of flowers".

The shadow withered, and the soul returned to the illusory realm.

Good night everybody, tomorrow, no, during the day today, the explosion will not stop.

(End of chapter)