The atmosphere in the tea shed became a little strange, and he didn't take a closer look just now, but at this moment, Ji Yuan's eyes opened a little more and looked around, and found that from the meteorological point of view, there were only six or seven people who were really innocent, including himself and the tea shack shopkeeper.

The other people's originally ordinary aura has changed at this moment, especially the strong man in front of him in terms of qi and blood, followed by the two women on the side.

All the eyes of these people are observing one person, and they are not competing against each other, that is to say, they are a group of people.

Although Ji Yuan is helpless, he really can't talk about being afraid, after all, they are just ordinary martial artists, not to mention that they can't threaten their own safety, if he doesn't want to cause trouble and runs directly, it is estimated that no one can keep up with him.

So he just picked up the teacup and drank the tea, and then looked at the strong man on the other side helplessly.

"Uh... This brother, the livestock is too expensive, and it is not easy to serve, it is better to walk, tired is tired, but it is better to be comfortable. ”

Ji Yuan said a word, and then turned his head to look at the seven or eight-year-old boy who knocked on the teacup, although it was not clearly visible at first sight, but the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt, and he endured the soreness and opened his eyes a little wider, and suddenly found that there was a layer of gray mist on the boy's body.

It was this layer of fog that prevented Ji Yuan from discovering the child's specialness for the first time, and after his eyes passed through the fog, the little boy's appearance was extremely clear, and there was a sense of agility.

Seeing Ji Yuan looking at the child beside him, one of the two women on the side also squinted his eyes and spoke.

"Mr. is good-natured, it seems that we met in Juntianfu a few days ago, but this time we met outside the city. ”

Another woman also said.

"Could it be that Mr. Cheng fell in love with us when he saw our two sisters that day, hehehehe......"

Ji Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, he hadn't even seen what these two women looked like, but listening to the voice was indeed the main one that day.

I was a little curious about the boy, but now I feel like I'm going to have a conflict, so what else is there to say, and there are a lot of strange plans.

Ji Yuan sighed and smiled.

"Yes, there is really such a coincidental thing in this world, whether the two girls believe it or not, they don't want to get troubled, since this small tea shed is not welcome, the contemptible person has to leave......"

Ji Yuan is not really tense with this group of people because of a misunderstanding, it is unnecessary, and I feel bored.

After drinking the cup of tea in his hand, Ji Yuan stood up in the sight of the strong man staring at him, and said apologetically to the young man who was about to come over to greet him.

"The young man doesn't need to say hello, so he won't rest here. ”

After that, Ji Yuan lifted the burden on his shoulders, picked up the umbrella, and after taking another look at the child, who was about seven or eight years old, he left the bench and walked out of the tea shed, and continued to move west along the official road, without the slightest hint of nostalgia.

In the tea shed, the strong man and the two women both looked at Ji Yuan's departing back, their bodies were slightly tense, and they were ready to deal with the other party's sudden turn and outburst.

It's just that the kung fu of a cup of tea has passed, and Ji Yuan's back in the line of sight has been blurred, and he still doesn't see the meaning of turning back.

To tell the truth, at such a distance, there is no point in making trouble or not, it is too far.

"Is this really just a passerby?"

The strong man was puzzled and looked at the two women beside him, and one of them replied with a frown.

"But we did see him, and we won't admit it, and it was the same in the clothing store in Juntianfu that day...... The feeling of being free and easy ......"

Another woman also said:

"This person is obviously not an ordinary person, as Mo Tong said, Juntianfu is not a short distance from here, we only saw him in the city two days ago, how can a person walking and walking get here today, unless you ride a carriage and horse halfway, won't you be tired to death?"

"Well, I just tried to say something, and the person seemed to be aware of something, but the tone was quite helpless. ”

The strong man Mo Tong kept staring at the distance of the road as he spoke, and Ji Yuan's figure was getting lighter and lighter.

The child who had been knocking on the bottom of the teacup finally stopped the noisy sound of "Bang Bang Bang...", and also looked at the direction of Ji Yuan's departure.

whispered to the woman next to her, "I want to eat fried pork." ”

"Only biscuits and jerky, do you want to eat them!"

"Don't eat! I don't eat if I starve to death!"

The child stiffened, and began to knock again, "Bang Bang Bang...", and the woman next to him also rolled her eyes, anyway, she was really hungry and naturally ate it.

。。。

On a rainy night three days later, on Banana Leaf Mountain at the junction of Juntianfu and Xining Mansion, Ji Yuan was walking on the mountain road with an umbrella.

Banana Leaf Mountain is named because of the view of the whole mountain like a banana leaf at the highest peak, its mountain scale is not too big, it is not as good as the old birch mountain that met the two boys of Yuhuai at the beginning, stretches for more than 30 miles between the two prefectures, and occupies a radius of more than ten miles.

Mr. Ji Da has a habit that once it rains, he always likes to slow down when walking, because on rainy days, he can clearly "see" the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, and "touch" everything on the earth with the sound of rain.

The same is true at this moment, a rain has been falling non-stop since nightfall, and Ji Yuan has been walking slowly for so long, and he "heard" the location of a house in front of him.

Take a closer look, smell a trace of sandalwood, and look at the interior furnishings, it is indeed a mountain temple.

Holding an umbrella into the eaves, collecting the umbrella and throwing off the water, Ji Yuan, who pushed open the temple door, observed this small temple with a relaxed face.

This mountain temple is only a few zhang square in depth, although it seems dilapidated and there is no temple and the like people live permanently, but it should not be regarded as a deserted temple, after all, the offering table is quite neat, and there are tribute remains, such as the local mountain side people festival or something will come to worship, of course, most of the time there is still no one.

Looking at the statue of the mountain god again, the depicted appearance is different from ordinary people, although wearing robes, but the facial bones are more prominent, and there are two bulging bags on the forehead, and the carving craftsman painted a few whirling cloud patterns on the two bags, so that Ji Yuan is not sure whether these two represent horns or lumps.

There is no trace of the divine light of the golden body on the statue of the mountain god, but there is indeed the power of incense to remain entangled, but it is unusually weak, and it is not a righteous god at a glance.

According to nature, such a little god with a spirit body cannot stay in the temple, and only when he perceives the sacrifice of the villagers will he come back to fetch incense and taste the tribute.

Ji Yuan's eyes opened, but in a few glances, he could see through the statue that this so-called "mountain god" was far away, and although Jiaoye Mountain was small, it was a mountain after all, and it was more than ten miles in radius, which was not as simple as a small manor village as land.

With the weak incense of this small temple, it has been collected and maintained over the years, and it is necessary to add that its own cultivation is not slack, and it is a spirit body, and it can only have certain results after a hundred years, but it is only a certain result, well, if you accidentally die halfway, everything will be over.

"It's hard to practice!"

Ji Yuan sighed, closed the temple door and confessed to the statue, dragged a futon to the corner and sat down to rest.

Finding out of his arms "The Legend of the Outer Dao", reading "realistic novels" on this rainy night is also a unique flavor.

There is an iron brazier in the mountain temple, which should be used to burn paper and the like, and there is a firewood and charcoal fire on the side, which seems to be a convenience for the villagers and pilgrims who are temporarily resting, but Ji Yuan does not need a fire at all and does not feel cold, so naturally there is no need to make a fire.

After reading the book for half an hour, I changed it to "Tong Ming Ce", and I happened to turn to the speculation and understanding of the book on the art of detention, and talked about the possibility that the real god of detention also has something in common with the decree of the master, and it is obvious that the author of the book does not know the art of detention.

Ji Yuan subconsciously glanced at the statue of the god in the temple, before Yuhuai Mountain Qiu Feng sent a fragment of the god, he had already studied it thoroughly.

After more than ten years of Qiu Feng's enlightenment, there are many experiences to describe, and the degree of completion is actually quite high, but it lacks the key essence, so it doesn't have much meaning except for helping to collect the gods and practice by itself.

But in fact, since someone has obtained the strange magic power of the "Imperial Decree", to a certain extent, he has the ability to restore the divine detention, after all, the real Imperial Decree is a higher level than the decree of the master.

However, theory is theory, and no matter how feasible it is, it has not been proven after all.

Of course, Ji Yuan looks at it, but he has no intention of really giving it a try, he has nothing to do, and the little god of the obscene shrine is also a god, and he can't just rely on Taoism to bully God.

Just thinking about things, Ji Yuan's heart suddenly moved, and he heard some special noises.

It didn't take long for the temple door to be pushed open from the outside with a "bang~", and seven wet figures rushed into the temple, and hurriedly glanced around the temple, but they didn't see the plan that melted into nature in the night shadow of the corner of the wall.

"Ho... Ho...... I guess I didn't catch up, did I?"

"There shouldn't be... How's the young master?"

"I'm still unconscious!"

"Mo Tong, how are your injuries?"

"Out of the way!"

Ji Yuan looked at the wet group of embarrassed men and women over there, and there was a smell of blood wafting in, both in terms of number and state, it was the group of people he had met in the tea shed before.