The hill that was used to set up the anchorage is actually quite small.

There is only one way to the top.

Although it is very wide and relatively flat, with his arrangement, once outsiders come in, they will either continue to go up and go straight to the top of the mountain, or they will be blocked by all kinds of strange things, and it will be difficult to come down again.

In this case, open the [Red and White Collision], and the two teams go up and down, and the intruder is stuck on the mountainside.

You can't go up, you can't go down.

Not to mention panicking, it will also give birth to a "disgusting feeling" of this dirty routine.

"Just thinking about it makes me feel."

The brain made up the scene at that time, and Ji Nian once again showed an inappropriate smile.

He has led the team to practice the card [Red and White Collision] twice, and the specific process is very familiar to the Kalings.

Needless to say, the leading actors of Yingtai, Daiyu, and Brother Zongzi are seemingly unconnected mountain ghosts, and they have also made "temporary cameos".

- In the competition with King Ren, the "female-ghost" who sat on the coffin and sang mountain songs was her.

is obviously a "goddess", and she usually looks like a "silly white sweet", but at the critical moment, in terms of appearance arrangement, she is more underworld than anyone else.

A few simple lyrics, with suona songs, are more atmospheric than the [Chu-Renmei Exclusive BGM] made by Ji Nian with a voice changer and a loudspeaker.

"He's a great talent." Ji Nian commented.

With these four generals, plus [Red and White Collision] as the hole card, it is not difficult to hold the turf at such a critical moment.

But Ji Nian was still a little worried, so he led a few Kaling up the mountain, and used the materials "sent" by others during this time to arrange a lot of "surprises" for Goldman Sachs.

Not to mention that reading more books is beneficial.

There is a world of knowledge, and Ji Nian casually took out a few classic routine production traps in the story of Zhiwei, which can make a well-informed young card master like Goldman Sachs feel "fresh".

"Friendship first, competition second."

"I want to come to Goldman Sachs, and I'm stumbling on it right now."

"As the old saying goes, there is no rudeness. I am a person who 'values' feelings, and I will repay the 'kindness' of others with a drop of water. ”

"People do three or five traps, I don't make him dozens or hundreds of better, 'inferiority'."

Don't get me wrong, Ji Nian doesn't have a "fire-power phobia", he is just a simple bad seed.

So I rolled up my arms and sleeves, and with the help of the four Kalings, combined with the characteristics and topography of this hill, I made a lot of interesting things, which I believe will definitely make Goldman Sachs "satisfied".

Then come to the top of the mountain.

It's relatively flat, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Ji Nian stroked his chin, thought for a while, and decided to expand the [Du Ruoshan Ghost Temple].

Now this one is just too small.

"Open up!"

Ji Nian said, patting Brother Zongzi's arm.

The old zongzi, who thought he could hide from a quiet place, suddenly lowered his head, carried wood and stones, and was super efficient.

Whether it is vigorous or delicate work, you can do it with your hand, and this is the credit of Ji Nian's careful cultivation.

"Mythical cards should be made by me, unyielding."

Ji Nian said with a smile, and then asked Daiyu, a "new carpentry expert", to make a rocking chair and a coffee table for herself.

The mountain ghost understands plants, so he asked her to pick some fresh and nourishing leaves and brew tea—the overseer was the most tiring, and her throat was dry.

Yingtai is not idle, it takes a lot of brainpower to design architectural drawings, no one can help massage and relax, and it is easy to lose hair when you are old.

"Work harder, look at your lazy appearance."

Ji Nianpin smacked the tea, crossed Erlang's legs, and instructed Brother Zongzi to do this and that, and fell asleep after a while.

After a long time, he opened his eyes in a daze, and a spacious and quaint temple instantly burst into view.

The poor old zongzi was leaning against the pillar to recover his corpse.

Building a house is much more tiring than a one-sided battle.

"Well done, Brother Zongzi, I'll just say that you are the most outstanding in our family."

Ji Nian leaned down and patted Brother Zongzi's shoulder, not stingy with good words at all.

He was a man who valued bonds, and he had always been good to Kaling.

"It's really good."

Pushing open the lacquered mahogany door and entering the small temple, the first thing that catches your eye is a vivid stone sculpture.

The plaque engraved with the four big characters of [Du Ruoshan Ghost] is hung on this side, and the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the clouds flow smoothly.

This was all his previous design, but it was magnified by the mountain ghosts.

In addition, Daiyu also used her exquisite craftsmanship to create a number of "furniture", all of which are very designed.

Yingtai also gave full play to the experience and wisdom he gained from the game, and made minor adjustments to the small temple, and the dead corners and dark passages were all very professional.

Seeing that none of these four Kaling were lazy, but each performed his own duties and made no less efforts, Ji Nian couldn't help but show relief.

"It has to be me, I can cultivate and understand education!"

"Mythic cards can only be fully effective if they are in my hands."

Ji Nianxin said, checked it carefully again, and added some of his own designs.

Although Goldman Sachs will most likely not be able to go here, he is a "kind-hearted", maybe at that time, he will put the other party here as soon as he "soft-hearted".

In that case, it was not enough to rely on the four generals under him, mutated plants, mountain beasts, paper coffins, sedan chair men, suona teams, and the mountain spirits and wild ghosts who were subdued by General Zeng, and a few more hands must be arranged.

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have any good ideas, so he asked Daiyu to make a few more "aura gathering and launching devices" and fix them in various locations in the small temple.

It can be regarded as the last "surprise" left for Goldman Sachs.

"Almost."

After doing all this, Ji Nian waved goodbye to the four Kalings.

Before leaving, don't forget to let the mountain ghost separate part of the divine power and spirituality, and fall on the [mountain ghost spends money].

Useful when capturing anchors.

"Then I'll go first, and I'll see you in a few days, guys."

Ji Nian said, reaching out and patting Yingtai's head.

As if guessing that they would be separated for a while, this little girl clung to his sleeve and didn't let go of him since he woke up.

Daiyu deliberately turned her head, pretending not to care, but every once in a while, she had to peek at him, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

The mountain ghost seems to be grinning, heartless, and idle to hum a song and pet the "cat", but from time to time he looks at the money hanging around his neck, revealing a sly smile.

Brother Zongzi was already "asleep" at this time, and the hanging coffin hanging in the temple shook slightly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ji Nian was a little reluctant in his heart, but he still didn't go back to the mountain.

"It's all arranged?" At the entrance of the secret realm, Su Wen leaned on the transport vehicle, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and asked with a smile.

"Hmm." Ji Nian nodded.

"Then let's go back." Su Wen said, flicked his cigarette butt with his fingers, pulled the door open, and drove Ji Nian out of the secret realm.

Under the familiar reminder sign, Ji Nian took a deep breath of the cold air of Taoyuan, did not stop more, and took the bus back to Dushuo.

The city is getting colder.

Ji Nian rubbed his hands, carried his duffel bag, and went back to the hotel to retreat and settle down.

Two or three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the final finally arrived.

Riding the year beast to the entrance of the Qingshan Secret Realm, Ji Nian looked at the familiar figure in the crowd and couldn't help but smile.

Xie Wenyuan, whose face was slightly pale, also smiled and waved at him.

Although he knew that there were those backhands of the Sai side, there was no need to worry about Ji Nian's safety, but he still came.

After all, I can't rest assured.

"Are you ready?"

The middle-aged referee with a big back combed rubbed his hands.

"Ready."

The chronicle solemnly bowed his head.

"So...... From now on, the timer starts, and the anchor point you want to attack is [Shijie Town], and there are three days in total. ”

With that, the middle-aged referee waved his hand, and immediately a person stepped forward and wrapped Ji Nian's eyes with a black ribbon that could block most of his perception in a short period of time.

Ji Nian felt like he was in a void of darkness.

Although it can easily break free, it can also destroy black belts.

Sensing this, he sat down and waited.

In the dark, time seems to pass slowly.

I don't know how long later, the soldiers of the Zhenyuan Army who were guarding the side finally helped him untie the ribbon.

"It's game on." The warrior reminded in a whisper.

"Hmm."

Ji Nian nodded, raised his hand and pulled the tarpaulin, only to see the black clouds outside covering and the rain lingering.

The dark and lonely picture scroll of heaven and earth is slowly unfolding towards him.

The mountains and trees are surging in the wind and rain.

The pitifully small town stands between two mountains, as if it were about to be buried by darkness at any moment.

In the dark, Ji Nian seemed to hear the faint chirping of insects hidden in the dirt.

He slowly leaned down, ignoring the dirt, and dug the poor little worm out of the mud.

It's a good idea to hide in the ground on a rainy day.

It's just that the rain is dense and the wind is sudden, and this layer of soil is pressed on the body, and it will only die more miserably and faster.

"I'm sorry, I'm not 'your' savior."

Ji Nianxin said, and fed this little worm that he couldn't live to the Golden Silkworm Gu.

Then wearing a yellow robe and holding an ordinary nine-section bamboo battle, he walked alone in the rain, and stepped into the green mountains without looking back.

"Strange Immortality: Beginning with Alchemy for the First Emperor"

"Medicine, medicine..."

Chu Ci looked indifferently at the dying First Emperor, and crushed the pill in his hand into powder.

"Refuse to swallow yao, start with you and me."

Outside the hall, Zhao Gelding, who was full of dog mouths, and Li Xiang, who had horns on their heads, were about to hit their brains.

(End of chapter)