'Baby!'

As long as he is a normal cultivator, his first reaction when he sees Faqian is to jump out of his heart, and the land lord of Lilong Township is no exception.

The coin in Mr. Ji's hand is larger and thicker than the usual Wutong Bao, the surface is gilded and introverted, and there is a faint aura around the coin, and it is even more involved in the nearby aura covering it, as if it is coated with a layer of spiritual film, and the streamer that can actually be seen also comes from this layer of aura.

As you can imagine, the wonder of the coin itself is still hidden inside.

I want it!

"This, this...... Uh, Mr. Ji, the coins in your hand are a treasure no matter how you look at them, are you sure you can use this to buy ink?"

The land lord originally wanted to say, "I can't take this treasure", but it was really itching, and when it came to his mouth, it became a question of whether Ji Yuan was confirmed.

Sentient beings all have desires, there are public desires and private desires, the severity is just related to the vision and appeals, there is no distinction between high and low, Huangqiu is just a small township land, of course the treasures that can be seen are limited, today there is this opportunity, how can it be let go.

Ji Yuan didn't say anything immediately, but directly handed over the money to him, and after the land lord pushed it halfway, he still took the money, and then held it in his hand and looked left and right.

Strictly speaking, it is similar to the magic money that some local customs will ask the mage to do and burn to the ancestors, the difference is that the spiritual law is very different. ”

"Oh, I see, I see!"

The more the land lord grabbed the law money, the more he liked it, and he could feel the kind of Tao Yun on it more clearly in the palm of his hand, and he had heard of the law money, and even seen it, but how could those goods be compared with the treasure in his hand.

The magic money in this hand, the spiritual law is deep and clear, there is no sense of refutation, combined with the magic money that can be used as you like, it is really a good thing that can be used for anything.

Spell casting and refining are all help, even if you encounter something fatal, you can also use it as a means to press the bottom of the box.

And the pure Dao Yun also brings a sense of freshness, to put it mildly, this is probably a manifestation of an unfathomable "Dao realm", just a cursory glance, the land lord feels that if there may be a deviation in the cultivation and signs of going mad, it can be saved by this magic money.

The land lord doesn't know how high the Ji Yuan Dao is, but when he comes into contact with all kinds of clues that he has heard and seen now, it is not an exaggeration to guess how high.

"This, too precious, too precious...... Little god, little god, I'll help Mr. find more good ink!"

It is absolutely reluctant to return it, and the land lord feels that he can't come up with anything that can compare with this money, so he can only say so.

Ji Yuan nodded and smiled.

"Then there is a land lord, by the way, I won't go to Moyuan County, just live in your land temple temporarily, you can find me if you have news, I don't know what happens to the land public?"

On the one hand, it is waiting for the land to be inked, and on the other hand, it is also a good opportunity to study what is going on with these "words".

The land lord nodded again and again.

"Naturally, naturally, Mr. Ji's willingness to live simply makes my small temple shine, I will ask the dream temple to wish, let him prepare the guest room, sir, please come with me!"

After speaking, the land lord jumped off the stone and stretched out his hand to invite him.

"Hmm!"

Ji Yuan looked at the sword intent post.

"Let's go together, take these ink ingots and ink strips, it's all like this, you can take these things, don't take it as an example. ”

As soon as he heard this, the voice on the "Sword Intent Post" immediately became noisy.

"Hahaha, thank you, sir!" "Thank you, sir!"

"My mine, my remaining piece is the biggest!"

"Go away, go away, mine is the biggest. ”

"Oh, don't rob me!" "Let go, let go!"

......

This kind of scramble and quarrel saw Ji Yuan shaking his head, and as soon as he raised his sleeves and collected them, he put the word essence and ink ingots that were still scrambling into his sleeves along with the sword intent post, and then looked down at the paper crane in his arms who was carefully watching this scene.

"You're not allowed to learn from them!"

The land lord on the side didn't see anything, and when Ji Yuan was cleaned up, he led the way and walked quickly towards his land temple with Ji Yuan.

In this process, I also took out the magic money from time to time to observe, and after finding that the echo was endless, I would play it frequently, like a child who got his favorite toy.

This also made Ji Yuan realize that maybe his magic money would be more popular than he imagined.

。。。

Moyuan County is famous for making ink, and the townships in the county have subtle differences in the ink produced according to their different locations, while the township of Li Lane is mainly based on the production of pine tobacco ink, supplemented by other inks.

Moyuan County is a wealthy county in Tingliang Country, and many of the counties are big families who make a fortune by making ink, and the temples of the gods are always required to worship, so the land temple in Lilong Township is not the kind of small broken temple imagined by Ji Yuan, but a temple with a wide two-entry compound.

Among them, there are many wings and the so-called "worship merit list" of the good faith hall, to put it bluntly, it is to make a ranking, more than who donated more money to the temple, and this money can not reach the hands of the land public, all into the pocket of the temple blessing.

Today, the temple is lying in the wing room of the land temple to raise the gods, and the temple affairs are naturally handled by two temple unions.

Originally, it was just resting, but Miaozhu fell asleep unconsciously.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock ......"

There was a knock on the door, waking up the temple blessing.

"Who, I'm just squinting for a moment!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

No one answered, the knock on the door was still ringing, and Miao Zhu got up from the bed with some irritability, walked to the door and opened the door.

"Who?"

The moment he opened the door, there was no one in front of him, but just when he thought it was a prank, the corner of his eyes glanced down.

As soon as I looked down, I saw an old man who was almost half the height of Miaozhu standing at the door with a cane.

"Lord of the Land!?"

Miao Zhu was so shocked that he cried out, although he made a lot of money in the land temple, but the land was worshiped every day, although he had seen all the clay sculptures before, but he recognized it at a glance when he saw the real person.

Legend has it that many landowners are very short, and it turns out to be true!

"Well, you still have some eyesight!"

The land lord snorted, didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point.

"There will be a distinguished guest visiting today, the person surnamed Ji, is a white-shirted elegant man, do not call him by his name, just call him Mr. Ji, you quickly pack up a quiet and tidy guest room out, Mr. Ji may stay for a while. Remember, be quiet and tidy, hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away!"

After the temple surrendered his order, he saw that the land lord had disappeared.

"Oops......"

In a trance, Miao Zhu woke up from the bamboo recliner, with sweat still on his face, looking inside and at the door, there was no movement.

"It's a dream? no, it's too real!"

Under a stir, the middle-aged temple with a short beard quickly got up from the chair, rolled up the futon on his bed without thinking, and then took a new bed from the box and replaced it, and then began to clean the room.

In terms of quiet and tidy, the whole land temple is the most suitable for his room.

As it turned out, Miaozhu's response was too right and very timely.

About a quarter of an hour passed, a temple worker hurriedly came to the temple room, and when he saw that the temple was cleaning, he carefully knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?"

"Uncle Zhao, there is a white-shirted gentleman surnamed Ji who came to you in the Land Temple and said that you know him. ”

Miao Zhu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied after reacting.

"Yes, yes, I know me, I know, invite him in, no, I'll go and invite him together!"

Although the visitors were polite, the temple was obviously still nervous.

After doing everything he could, he brought the guests to the room to settle down, and said that three meals a day would be prepared, and he would not come to disturb him.

Seeing that people didn't like anything, they finally made the temple feel at ease, and then there was an irrepressible sense of excitement, this is a distinguished guest entertained by the land public trust, will it be a fairy?

Ji Yuan didn't care about this, and lived in the temple with peace of mind.

This land temple is much more magnificent than he imagined, and even this room may be better than the upper room of the inn.

As soon as the temple was gone, Ji Yuan closed the door, sat down at the table and spread out the "Sword Intent" on the table.

The paper crane in his arms hurriedly squeezed out the brocade, flapped his wings and flew to the edge of the word sticker, and even the green vine sword, which had always been "cold", also showed its shape and flew in front of the table.

However, this "Sword Intent Post" is extremely quiet, and none of the words on it are noisy, as if it feels like it's time to blame, and I can actually feel a sense of tension from a copybook.

"When did you start to feel like you had your own thoughts?"

Ji Yuan opened his mouth lightly, and in order not to make this room a vegetable market, he immediately pointed to the word "sword" on the notebook.

The word "sword" lifted a corner from the paper, as if peeking at Ji Yuan, and then floated out of the paper.

"Back to the old man, we probably had some ignorance ten years ago, and then I listened to you several times, and the longer we were around you, the more we became...... But we can only hear and think, and we can't move or speak!"

Ji Yuan nodded, no wonder these little guys still know some of his housekeeping skills.

"Isn't it good to stay on the "Sword Intent Post", this poster is your home anyway, it is inconvenient to go out, why do you want to leave?"

It's okay not to say this, but as soon as I asked it, it was like a frying pan on the "Sword Intent Post".

"We want to wait for the copybook too!" "Yes, but it won't have the strength, the copybook is too heavy for us to lift!"

"Well, we can't move or fly with the copybook!"

"Yes, I looked for a long time in the back, hiding from the wind and rain, until I ate good ink, I had some strength to absorb the aura by myself......"

"Sir, we are so miserable!" "Don't be angry, don't blame us!"

"The eldest master gave the calligraphy to the ...... surnamed Yan at that time"

"We all think you don't want us anymore!" "We're coming for you!"

"Yes, the first thing I do after I can move is to find the big master!"

"Yes, we know you're going north!" "No, it's west!"

"Wrong, it's north!" "West!" "North!"

"Wow, yes, you're wrong......" "Ahhhhh

......

"Don't argue, don't argue......"

Ji Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, and when the room was quiet, he still felt a buzzing in his ears.

"Hey, it's going to be lively......

The paper crane swayed its wings left and right on the edge of "Sword Intent", and already had an obvious expression of emotion.