Jiang Yunhe swallowed a Creation Pill, jumped to the window and sat down, took out the smoke pot, and unhurriedly stuffed the incense in the quiet room and smoked.

After thinking about it, he cast another Qinglin technique on himself, turned around and put a Qingfeng technique into the room, and a breeze swirled in the room, rolling all the smells out of the window.

Perfect.

After smoking two pots of silent room incense in a row, the effect of the Creation Pill was fully exerted, and the whole person felt a lot better.

At this time, he saw two white shadows falling in the air, Zhiyue nodded at Jiang Yunhe, and went back to the room.

Jiang Yunhe clearly saw that there was abnormal blood on her face.

It was like an internal injury.

"Alas...... Why bother!" Jiang Yunhe knocked the ashes off the smoke pot and sighed lightly.

However, the monks were accustomed to fighting and killing.

"What do you say? Not because of you bastard?"

"I have nothing to do with Su Xiaoxiao, I said it. I guess she came to me for something. Jiang Yunhe shrugged.

"What's the good thing about her looking for you?" Pei Yin rolled her eyes, flipped through the bag and tried to find something to smash Jiang Yunhe, but there were no rotten eggs, and in the end she only found two fruits, which she threw at Jiang Yunhe's head.

"Thank you, senior sister, for the food. Jiang Yunhe stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, I still have me in my heart, and this kindness will be rewarded!"

"You, you......" Pei Yin angrily stretched out her hand and nodded at him, and she was helpless about her cheekiness.

And I don't know how many people can hear what is said here, and she can't say a lot of things.

I was so angry that my chest trembled, and I went back to my room with a puff.

......

The next day, Zhiyue came out for breakfast, and her face was as usual, but after eating, she said hello and went back to her room.

I think it's because the injury hasn't healed yet.

I knocked on the door of the moon house.

The door opened, and Zhiyue sat on a chair, writing something with a pen.

Jiang Yunhe leaned over and took a look, it was the matter of several tribes in the southwest of Banan paying tribute in order to seek refuge, and Zhiyue was replying to the book.

"The sect is still in charge of this?"

"Naturally, there are many evil in the world, and ordinary people either rely on the city or the sect in order to seek refuge. Zhiyue said lightly.

Jiang Yunhe waited quietly for a while, and only when he saw that she was busy did he say, "Are your injuries okay?"

"It's okay, there aren't many opportunities to fight against masters of the same realm, and being able to find a fight at the same level just after breaking through will also help me master my current strength. Seeing that Jiang Yunhe was concerned about herself, Zhiyue smiled toothily.

"It is estimated that Su Xiaoxiao is looking for me to have something, about those people in the outer way, and about the treasures of Xianyong Kingdom. The two times she came was full of twists and turns, and she didn't even have time to speak, so I guess she was going crazy. Jiang Yunhe shrugged, feeling that Zhiyue was actually quite black-bellied.

It's a sheep's hair.

"The treasure of the Immortal Yong Kingdom, has it been whereabouts?" Zhiyue asked with her head up.

"Yes, but it's more troublesome. Su Xiaoxiao wanted to take this opportunity to pit a group of outsiders. ”

"If you count people, you will count people, be careful, don't implicate yourself. Zhiyue warned.

"I know, I'm not interested in that hidden treasure, mainly to help Ji Yuan check the goals of those outsiders. If you have nothing to do, take a rest, I will go to the Immortal City, and I will have to go to the Fire Raven Army. ”

I went back to the house and got the copy of "Travelogue" and was going to Xianshi, and before I could go out, the hand quickly climbed on his shoulder, and I was in a posture of a pet waiting to go out for a walk.

The hand is called the little right, because it is the left hand. (correct)

"You want to go out with me?"

Xiao Right tapped his shoulder twice with his finger to indicate certainty.

"That's not going to work. ”

As the words fell, Xiao You clung to his clothes.

"People are full of birds and cats on their shoulders, and I'm a dog, and I don't know and think it's a pervert. ”

Jiang Yunhe likes Xiaoyou a lot.

Although the origin is unknown, and outsiders will feel a little scary when they see it.

However, although Xiao You is only one hand, it is similar to a single living creature.

Judging from his observations, there is indeed a certain amount of wisdom.

Although he still hasn't figured out where Xiao You's wisdom comes from, after all, it doesn't have a brain.

However, considering that in this world, even a sword can be turned into a fine and into a human form, and the law of conservation of mass is not considered at all, so it is not surprising that one hand has its own thoughts.

"No, forget it, I'm going to Immortal City anyway, you're in my sleeve. Jiang Yunhe saw that Xiao You grabbed his clothes and didn't let go, and took a step back.

Xiao You immediately let go of the substance, and his index finger lightly touched his shoulder.

"Huh. Jiang Yunhe smiled and tucked it into his sleeve, and Xiao You immediately grabbed his left wrist.

I have to say that this kind of wide robe with big sleeves is still convenient to stuff things into the sleeves, and you never know what is hidden in other people's sleeves.

From purses and silver to daggers and short knives, almost everything can be hidden in them.

As for the pockets of your clothes, if you have a few sewn on them, they will basically look no different from the disciples of the Beggar Gang.

I came to Xianshi Bookstore with a familiar car.

"Shopkeeper, do you remember this book?" Jiang Yunhe took out the book "Travelogue".

The shopkeeper glanced at it and thought for a moment before saying, "It's a bit impressive." The content of this book is weird, but it is too cluttered, like a mortal imagination. However, there are many of the contents that are the means of the real cultivation world, so they will appear here. ”

"There's a note in there, you know?"

The shopkeeper frowned: "I have checked every book here, it is impossible to mix things." ”

Jiang Yunhe observed for a moment and confirmed that there was no falsification.

Since it's not the shopkeeper's slip of paper, it can only be that the book is weird.

"And where did this book come from?"

This "Journey to the Past" is not a printed copy, but a manuscript.

In the past, when there was no printing, most books were copied by hand, and some bookstores even hired people to copy books.

Therefore, it is not known if this book is the only one.

It can only be investigated from the aspect of its source, and it is best to have a harvest, and if there is no harvest, it is not a big deal.

"A broken family of monks, it seems that there are two people left. Are you looking for trouble or do you want to do something?"

"Looking up the origin of this book, I'm interested. ”

The shopkeeper glanced at him, and then said lightly: "There is a Lujiazhuang in Xiaoyushan outside the city, and I don't know if the person is still there." If you want to check something, leave a way out. ”

"The shopkeeper's heart is good, my face looks decent at first glance, just check something, maybe there will be benefits for them." Jiang Yunhe laughed.

The shopkeeper continued to look down and flip through the book in his hand.

It's not that a decent disciple hasn't done evil things.

But the person in front of him, he knew.

He often sent books to Ji Shize's mansion, and once saw Jiang Yunhe coming in and out, even if he didn't inquire, he heard his identity talk about him.

The most important thing for a shopkeeper in the fairy market is to be well-informed and able to read people.

I didn't hear that Jiang Yunhe had any evil deeds, and he had the identity of Zichen Sect, so he told him that maybe it was the fate of those two little guys.

The things that these great sect disciples didn't want were also extremely precious to those two little guys.

"By the way, when did the book arrive?" Jiang Yunhe suddenly asked before leaving.

"A year ago. ”

"Thank you. ”

Jiang Yunhe went out and thought about the shopkeeper's words.

The confusion is true, and the book does not feel like a book at all, but like a diary-style essay.

It's hard to say.

At least the existence of Xiao Right proves that there is something in this book.

As for the content, I only read a small story at the beginning yesterday, the protagonist is a scholar called a scholar who walks into a village at night, and the people here don't know the court, I don't know what year. At night, when a strange beast grabbed people to eat, the scholar stood up and shouted a reprimand, forcing the strange beast back with a heroic spirit, and was regarded as a god by everyone in the village.

These make up half of the story.

The remaining half of the story is more emotional, this place is closed, so there is a custom of waiting, and the host's family will send his wife and daughter to accompany him at night.

Scholars feel that to be a man is to follow the local customs, and the guests follow the host.

Although this part is only a few hundred words, it is quite interesting, especially its customs make Jiang Yunhe yearn for it.

After a night of spring supper, in the morning he found himself holding two skeletons, and the scholar stumbled out of the room in shock, only to find that the village seemed to have been abandoned for hundreds of years.