It's a pity that the ships going to all sides of the fairy ferry are not immediately available, and the boundary flying boat is not a bus, and there is no fixed frequency and fixed stop.

When Huri and the other foxes bravely entered the hall where the Moondeer Mountain handled the ferrying affairs of the realm, they were disappointed to receive the news.

"Immortal Chief, you don't know?"

Hu Li and a group of foxes all stood in front of the relevant governors of Yuelu Mountain, and the fifteen faces were clearly written "disappointed", and the people around them and several monks of Yuelu Mountain couldn't help but laugh, although these foxes were all adults, but in their eyes they were really "children", especially the purity of the pure spirit, even if they were immortal cultivators, they could see it well.

The man of Yuelu Mountain who was on duty now was a monk who looked like an old man with a short beard, and when he saw the foxes like this, he replied with a smile.

"After all, the boundary ferry is the treasure of the immortal gate of various holy places, and people are not in urgent need of making money from this, although they will always run some places every year, but it is just for the convenience of their own teachers and Taoist friends, my Yuelu Mountain will not force them to list the form route in advance, and most of the things in the boundary ferry will take off from the place where they belong, and they will naturally receive the induction when they are ready to stop along the way, so that the approximate date and other information will appear on the response card. ”

Governor Tsukikayama said as he pointed to the signs hanging on the walls of the hall.

Although the foxes didn't fully understand, they somewhat understood what this old immortal cultivator meant, and it was basically impossible to go to Lanzhou in the Western Regions immediately.

"Hey, I don't know how long it will take......"

"yes, it's scary here, and we don't have enough money......"

"Why don't we go for odd jobs, I see that many mortal shops over there also recruit workers. ”

"Is this okay?" "Why can't it, it's really not okay to get less wages, just take care of food and housing?"

A few foxes discussed there, and the other foxes were obviously very moved, this scene also made several monks in Yuelu Mountain smile, it is rare to see such monsters, if they are really stupid and cute, that sense of pure inspiration and innocence, I really doubt that there is something taught by a master of the Tao.

And this will bring their deliberations to a conclusion, and there will still be a final word.

"Okay, let's do it, find a suitable shop, let's go make money, live carefully here, and wait until there is a suitable ferry, and then we will go to Lanzhou in the Western Regions!"

"Yes!" "That's it!"

I have to say that the foxes' way of answering has been greatly influenced by the small characters, when Ji Yuan was in Wei's Manor, the small characters and the little paper cranes were not constrained, and the magical dialogue of the small characters also made the foxes feel it.

After making up their minds, the foxes did not forget to salute and saluted to the monk of Yuelu Mountain under the leadership of Hu Li.

"Thank you Immortal Chief, we'll come here often!"

"Thank you, Immortal!"

After the salute, these foxes turned around one after another, and the monks of Yuelu Mountain behind them looked at each other with a smile, and the old man in the middle also spoke.

"Please stay for now. ”

The foxes paused and turned their heads cautiously, but instead of feeling any malice, they saw the old man take out a token and hand it to Huri.

"Take it, with this token, it will be much easier to find some work, and it will be safer. ”

Hu Li subconsciously took the token with both hands, and saw that the words were written on both sides, the reverse read: "The willow tops on the moon, the top of the deer singing mountain", and the front read: "Lu Ming Binger".

"Thank you Immortal Commander for the order!"

"Go ahead, just give it back to me when you leave. ”

The foxes thanked them for a thousand moments, and the excitement on their faces could not be stopped, and they jumped up and down with joy, some yelled and some ate, some yelled and some fell asleep.

When the foxes left the hall, the people of Yuelu Mountain burst out laughing.

"Hahaha...... These foxes are so interesting!"

"Yes, born as a demon, Qingling is innocent, this is the spirit fox!"

"Yes, I think that the Jade Fox Cave Heaven is the holy land of the fox clan, if all the people gathered are such spirit foxes, they are worthy of this name. ”

The foxes in the hall couldn't hear it, but they happily came out of the Yuelu Mountain Palace, but they were seen by Wang Youhong and the others who had been paying attention to this direction.

It's just that a few people have their own thoughts, and Lao Niu is also thinking in his heart, if Mr. Ji sees these foxes, he must also be very interested.

......

Gradually, summer went to autumn, and Mr. Ji, as people said, had already traveled all over the land of Zuyue in half a year, and the war that was crucial to both Dazhen and Zuyue was also coming to an end.

The Dazhen army was like a bamboo, and it had already passed the Yongding Pass and invaded the country of Zuyue, but the resistance it received became less and less.

Not only in the eyes of Ji Yuan, but also in the eyes of many people of insight in the two countries, the general trend of the world has been decided, and Zu Yue's destruction of the country is only related to the speed of the march of Dazhen's army and the speed of establishing a new order in Zhancheng, and Zu Yue's so-called resistance does not have much impact.

Standing on the top of the mountain on the edge of Yongding Pass, Ji Yuan counted his fingers, looked at the north and smiled, and then looked at the south again, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Mr. Ji seems to be in trouble?"

Beside Ji Yuan, Hong Shengting, the mountain god of Tingqiu Mountain, appeared in front of him, and he was still carrying an emerald green bamboo tube in his hand.

Ji Yuan smiled at Hong Shengting.

"It's true that someone's family is going to come looking for me, so I have to go back......"

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan's gaze fell on the bamboo tube in Hong Shengting's hand.

"Hongshan God, what are you?"

"Oh, this, uh-hehe-hehe. ”

Hong Shengting smiled and lifted the bamboo tube in his hand, opened the red plug on it, Ji Yuan sniffed it, and said with a smile.

"I thought it was some kind of good wine, but it turned out to be just water!"

"Hahahaha...... I'm disappointed sir!"

Hong Shengting laughed, then shook the bamboo tube, and then stuffed the plug on.

"Sir, Hong knows that Mr. has good wine, but there is no good wine in his hand, how can ordinary wine be given to Mr., but this water......"

Hong Shengting shook and looked in the direction of Tingqiu Mountain.

"This water is the heart of my Tingqiu Mountain, the spring water that emerges under the stalactites of the mountain spirit, but it is an extremely rare and rare thing, this bucket in Hong's hand, but a hundred years of savings, although it is not wine, but if Mr. uses this water to assist in winemaking, coupled with proper techniques, it will be a good wine!"

Ji Yuan's heart lit up, and he suddenly smiled.

"yes, that's kind of interesting!"

Ji Yuan directly reached out and took the bamboo tube in Hong Shengting's hand, weighed it and felt it.

"Luckily, it's not really just this little tube. ”

"Hahaha, although Hong doesn't have such a rare thing as a thousand bucket pots in Mr.'s hand, there are still some deep things. ”

"So, thank you very much!"

"You're welcome, sir!"

Ji Yuan grabbed the bamboo rope belt and saluted to Hong Shengting.

"Ji still has some things, so he will leave first. ”

"Sir, please!"

Hong Shengting also returned the salute, looking at the back of Ji Yuan stepping on the clouds and leaving, he shouted again in the back.

"Mr. Ji, if you want to make good wine in the future, you must let Hong taste it too!"

"Hongshan God, don't worry!"

Ji Yuan responded with a smile, and weighed it in the cloud with a bamboo tube before putting it in his sleeve.

Ordinary sake brewing does not require much water, but the water in your hand can turn decay into magic, and in a sense, it is indeed more precious than wine.

......

It was also around this time that a woman wearing a pale peach-colored shirt walked outside Ning'an County.

The woman held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and carried a gray burden, standing outside Ning'an County, looking at the familiar city with a face full of joy, it was Sun Yaya who had consolidated her cultivation foundation.

'My hometown is still so peaceful and beautiful......

When she arrived here, Sun Yaya suddenly began to become a little nervous, although she has been in correspondence with her family, but after all, she has not been back for so many years, I don't know what the current situation at home is, and I don't know how much difference there is between her family and her memory.

With this sense of apprehension, Sun Yaya stepped into the city gate of Ning'an County.

As soon as she entered the city, the shouting full of life became more and more obvious, which not only did not make Sun Yaya feel noisy, but felt more peaceful.

Today's Sun Yaya is of course more radiant and fairy, but after entering the city, she also made the necessary "hiding", so although there are still many people looking at her, it will not cause much impact.

Sun Yaya did not go all the way to Tongshufang's home, but turned in the direction of Tianniufang, and before she arrived at the entrance, she had already smelled a familiar fragrance.

Standing at the corner of the street in the distance, Sun Yaya looked at the street outside Tianniufang with tears in her eyes, the noodle stall full of memories and familiar, and a slightly rickety old man was busy over there.

Although Sun Fu is old, his legs and feet are still neat, and his body is also tough, and he still comes to the old position to set up a stall almost every day, and also abides by the rules of Sun's noodle stall, which was the case in the past and is the same today.

It was just after the meal had passed, and only one customer at the noodle stall asked for a bowl of soup to drink, so Sun Fu held a wooden tray in one hand and wiped each table top with a rag in the other hand to clean up the tabletop that had been soiled by the diners before.

At a certain moment, Sun Fu seemed to suddenly feel something, raised his head, and a woman in red stood in front of the stall looking at him.

Sun Fu's heart jumped inexplicably, shook his head, and asked cautiously.

"Girl...... What do you order?"

Hearing this question, tears welled up in the speechless eyes of Sun Yaya.

"Grandpa! It's Yaya, it's Yaya!"

"Bang Dang ......"

Sun Fu's lips trembled, and the tray in his hand fell to the ground, and a thousand words gathered in his throat, and finally only a simple sentence popped out.

Yaya...... It's back...... It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

......

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