Ji country.

Located in the southwest of Dayan, the small country has a long and narrow territory, like the Great Wall in the middle of two huge territories.

From Song Yin's point of view, this is a buffer zone, and it is inevitable that there will be conflicts in the nearby countries with large territories, and with the existence of this country, the two kingdoms of Yan and Zhao will not have conflicts, and they will also develop separately very tacitly, which leads to the fact that the country of Ji itself is also safe and sound, and gradually grows.

This is all known to Song Yin.

What?

How do you know if he hasn't been out before?

[Encyclopedia] knows, he knows!

On the border of Hebei, as if a ball of sunlight rose in the sky, a ball of light flashed out quickly, and as the sunlight decreased slightly, a figure appeared in the air.

Song Yin stared downward, frowning.

The place in front of him was not as smoky and ruined as he thought, but it was very quiet.

Under the sun, the grass below is blowing, like a soft green carpet, very beautiful.

The Blood Knife Hall said that there was a demonic disaster here, but now that I looked, there was a shadow of a demonic plague somewhere.

The brilliance flashed again, and Song Yin flashed to the front one after another, until he saw a place where smoke curled, and then stopped.

It was a village, the chimneys of the houses were still smoking, and it was noon, and it was the right thing for families to cook.

Inside, there are still people popular.

He landed at the gate of the village, transformed, and the yellow and black coat on his body turned into coarse linen clothes, and after straightening the hem of his clothes, he stepped into the village.

There were no people outside the village, but the doors and windows in the village were open, and Song Yin could still see that some people were cooking something on the stove.

The whole village was quiet and peaceful, which made Song Yin feel good.

I finally saw a place for normal life.

"In Xia Song Yin, come here to beg for food!"

As soon as he stepped into the entrance of the village, Song Yin cleared his throat and shouted loudly.

With a single sound, the people in the doors and windows turned their heads to look at him.

The eyes of these people are not sluggish, nor are they affected by anything else, they seem to be very smart, just like mortals living in Daqian, extremely normal.

"Posterity. Begging for food, come in. ”

In a house, the head of a middle-aged man poked out, glanced at Song Yin, and beckoned.

"Disturb." As soon as Song Yin arched his hand, he headed towards him.

There was no resentment in the surroundings, and there was no demonic aura.

Normal villages, normal people

That's great!

This is the life that mortals should have!

It is

It stinks a bit.

As soon as he entered the room, Song Yin secretly twisted his eyebrows, his nose moved, and he glanced at the stove, but seeing that the family's face was as usual, he didn't say anything.

He is a guest, and he is a guest at his own behalf.

Moreover, he didn't come to eat, just to see how the mortals were doing here.

People don't like it, don't you still think it?

"Dude is well."

Song Yin arched his hand at him and said, "Passing by here, I am hungry in my belly, begging for food, and my brother is grateful for taking him in."

As he spoke, he shook his sleeve and shook out a silver ingot, "I will thank you for this thing." ”

"Don't, don't!"

When the middle-aged man saw the money, he waved his hand again and again, "A meal is not worth this money, just a pair of dishes and chopsticks, if you give money, I don't know how to entertain you, or take it back." ”

Song Yin didn't force it, smiled slightly, and withdrew the silver back into his sleeve, "Then the guest is as he pleases the host, and eats a meal for the elder brother." ”

This room is not big, except for this middle-aged man, behind his legs, there is a girl with pigtails, holding his legs and looking at Song Yin timidly.

From this hall, you can also see the stove, where there is a woman who is boiling something, aware of her gaze, turned her head and smiled at Song Yin.

Standard family of three.

The woman wiped her hands with the hem of her clothes at this time, walked from the stove to the hall, and said with a smile: "This brother, don't be so polite, just eat a bowl of rice, it's simple, it's not troublesome, it's not troublesome." ”

"I'm tired." Song Yin said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, it'll take some time for this to cook, I'll get you a glass of water." The woman wiped her hands dry, smiled and ran to the table to pick up the teapot.

The middle-aged man asked, "Brother, where are you from?" ”

"Coming from the east, I met this place on the road, and I heard that there was a demon disaster here" Song Yin asked: "Brother, do you know about the demon disaster?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "We have lived here for so long, but we have never heard of it, what kind of demon disaster is this, what is it for?" Locusts? ”

"Nothing, a folklore." Song Yin shook his head and said, "Then here, are there any cultivation sects?" ”

"Daxian, you say? I know a little about this, but the great immortals come and go, and I can't see any great immortals, but this hundred miles ahead, there seems to be a mountain, and there are traces of great immortals. Brother, are you here to ask the immortals for medicine? ”

The mortals here also know the cultivators.

No, it shouldn't be known, but integrated.

In their eyes, the so-called great immortal is a stereotypical impression, which can make people ask for medicine and prolong life, but it is difficult to encounter.

They don't think deeply, and they don't have the opportunity to think deeply.

"A hundred miles away? I'm going to check it out. Song Yin smiled.

However, this demonic calamity should have little to do with them, and it will not affect mortals

In that case, Song Yin was relieved.

As long as it doesn't affect mortals, it's easy to say.

And these mortals, from his point of view, are indeed missing something, but it does not affect their normal life, but they are not much different from those mortals who have been cured by taking pills under his rule.

If you look at it this way, it is a good thing that the so-called 'righteous path' has been driven out by the devil's path.

When he finds those demonic paths and clears his breath, then the mortals here will have peace of mind.

"Little brother, come, drink saliva."

The woman poured two cups, one to her husband and the other to Song Yin.

"Thank you."

Song Yin took the water cup and was about to thank him, but suddenly his eyes froze, staring at the liquid swaying in the water cup, and he was stunned on the spot.

The liquid in this cup swayed for a while with his movements, and it seemed a little viscous.

From the cup, there was an extremely pungent smell that made people uncomfortable.

The liquid was a dark yellow color, with some traces of foam on it.

"Why don't you drink it? It's a little bit more than a moment to eat."

The middle-aged man didn't feel anything at all, took the water cup and drank it all, and when he saw that Song Yin didn't drink it, he asked strangely.

Inside this cup. It is the excretion of man.

It's urine!

Song Yin took a deep breath and stared at the pupils of this person's eyes tightly, seeing that his pupils were clear and flawless, and he even licked his lips there, as if he was a little unsatisfied.

He didn't feel anything strange about what he was drinking.

(End of chapter)