In fact, the monarch of Liang was a little hesitant about Ji Xiao's sudden request to envoy to the Jin Kingdom. After all, a person as capable as the national teacher is very popular everywhere, and he is afraid that after the national teacher goes to the flower world of the Jin Kingdom, he will not return to the bitter cold land of the Liang Kingdom.

But Ji Xiao was very resolute and promised that he would definitely come back, and gave the monarch of Liang a lot of pills, so the monarch of Liang did not object again.

Before leaving the Taoist temple, Ji Yu ordered Ai Ke to be in charge of the affairs of the temple, and Ai Mo was responsible for assisting her. In fact, there will be nothing in the temple, and there is still no one in the entire Liang country who is full of food and support, and comes to his Taoist temple to make trouble. As for the other women in the Taoist temple, they have long been accustomed to the current life of practicing martial arts and farming, and no one will get up and make trouble.

Early one morning, a group of men and horses slowly left the city with three carriages.

Among them, a carriage is used to carry the specialties of the Liang Kingdom, a carriage is used to make the horse of the Liang Dynasty, and the last carriage is luxuriously decorated and has a lot of space, which is Ji Xiao's exclusive carriage.

The shock absorption of the carriage was very good, he didn't feel much tremor in it, and for a traveler who was about to travel a long distance, having such a carriage must not be changed. Ji Xiao was very comfortable in the carriage with his eyes closed, and if he felt bored, he could also take out the wine and pickled meat from the cabinet in the carriage to taste.

By dusk, the carriage was already at the foot of a mountain. There is a post station in front, just enough for them to rest.

Ji Xiao got out of the carriage and suddenly saw a novice in the distance.

That novice should have been standing there before, and when he saw Ji Xiao coming down, his eyes lit up, and he walked straight to Ji Xiao's side.

When a sergeant stopped him, he said loudly: "Uncle Mu Zhenzi, I am a disciple of Master Baoxiang of Cuiyan Zen Temple, and I have come to invite you to go up the mountain by the decree of the family master. ”

Ji Xiao spoke to the sergeants and said, "You let him in." ”

Since this little novice said this, it is obvious that his master knows Mu Zhen and must have a good relationship, otherwise Xiao Shami would not call him Mu Zhenzi Master. But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was an evil aura in this little novice. Ji Xiao thought in his heart, Mu Zhenzi himself was not a good person, and it was not uncommon to make friends with some evil demons.

Waiting for the little novice who called Xinyuan to come over, Ji Xiao asked, "What did your master ask me to do up the mountain?"

Xinyuan replied: "Master heard that Uncle Shi is going to go far away, so he specially set up a banquet for you to practice. ”

Ji Xiao looked at him talking, not as if he was fake, nor did he feel malice.

He thought to himself that since this mage was a friend of Mu Zhenzi, maybe he could take some of the past things about Mu Zhenzi out of his mouth, so he could still meet him.

He wasn't afraid that the other party would see that something was wrong with him, after all, Xiao Shami called him a teacher, so it can be seen that even if this mage has some ability, he should not be as good as the original Mu Zhenzi, and naturally he is not as good as the current one.

Just be cautious, and it should be fine.

Ji Xiao was not a coward, so he nodded and said, "Since your master invited me kindly, then I won't refuse." ”

He said to Ma Yuan, the cool envoy who had already dismounted from the carriage: "I will go to the banquet with him, and I will definitely return to the post station before tomorrow morning, and we will go on the road together when the time comes." ”

Ma Yuan had nothing to do and responded directly.

In his eyes, the national teacher is a Taoist master who can kill demons and demons, and if he goes out alone, even if he goes to the barren mountains and mountains, it will not be a big deal.

Ji Xiao went up the mountain with Xiao Shami's heart.

This novice obviously has kung fu, and the mountain road to Cuiyan Monastery is very steep, and he also walks like a fly.

He didn't seem to be worried that Ji Xiao would be lost, and he walked faster and faster, and after a while, he turned a mountain col and crossed a plank road, and there was a slightly dilapidated temple standing on a natural emerald rock, which was Cuiyan Zen Temple.

When Ji Xiao and Shami arrived outside the temple, they faintly heard the baby's cry. He asked, "You have a new child in the temple?"

The road to Cuiyan Temple is not easy to walk, and the dilapidated temple also confirms that the incense here is not abundant. It was getting late now, and it was impossible for pilgrims to come with their children in their arms.

What's more, monks and Taoist priests are different, and the Taoist priests of the descendant view still have a marriage saying, and the monk temple generally prohibits marriage.

Ji Xiao could only guess that the temple had newly adopted the child.

Shami smiled, "This is a ginseng fruit, which Master specially used to entertain his uncle." ”

Ji Xiao frowned slightly.

Shami didn't observe Ji Xiao's face, and continued to himself: "Uncle Shi, please come in." ”

Ji Xiao heard this and walked into the temple gate, and a large cauldron was being erected in the Daxiong Treasure Hall inside, and there were two novices carrying the fire. I saw the cauldron bubbling white steam, and a big monk with bare breasts was sitting on the wide Taishi chair with his legs crossed.

There was a string of beads hanging on the body of the great monk, and Ji was very well-informed, so he could see that it was a bone bead made of human bones.

He glanced at a table next to the cauldron with four plates containing two baby boys and two baby girls less than a year old.

It was from them that the cry came from them.

When the great monk saw Ji Xiao coming in, he immediately got up, laughed and said: "Brother Mu Zhenzi, I heard that you are going to go far away to the Jin Kingdom, and I think in my heart that you must go in the direction of me, and after inquiring about your departure time, I will let this kid from Xinyuan wait at the post station at the foot of the mountain today, just so that you can taste the fresh ginseng fruit I prepared for you." ”

Ji Xiao said lightly: "I'm not mistaken, these are babies less than a year old, how can they be ginseng fruits." ”

The great monk said: "These four children are carefully selected by me, all of them are full of aura, and they are very beneficial to our practice, but they are not the same as ginseng fruits." ”

Ji Xiao asked, "Can eating them really improve cultivation?"

The great monk patted his chest and said, "It's true, you see that I'm over 100 years old now, and I don't look like I'm only forty, because I often take ginseng fruit." The fruit is the best for the first time, and we can start eating it when they are washed with hot water. ”

Ji Xiao looked at his demeanor and tone, obviously he was used to doing this kind of thing. Although this person is a monk, where is there a conscience to speak of, so he has a killing machine in his heart.

At this time, the great monk suddenly said: "Who is it, get out of here." ”

The roar of the great monk was like a lion, and the substantial voiceprint was faintly visible from his mouth, and the hall shook with it.

He is over 100 years old, and his cultivation is also a Buddhist supernatural power, but when Ji Xiao heard his roar, the qi and blood in his body were affected.

Ji Xiao was hesitating to do it immediately.

A miserable green brilliance suddenly came, and Ji Xiao could vaguely see that the word "death" was in the brilliance.

The great monk had already formed a body protection qi shield on his body, and as a result, the miserable green brilliance directly pierced it as if it were nothing. Then Ji Xiao saw it clearly, the word "death", as soon as he approached the big monk, the strokes on it turned into small snakes, burrowing into the big monk's ears, eyes, and nostrils.

Suddenly, the great monk's face turned black, black blood came out of his nose, eyes, and ears, and he couldn't die anymore.

Then a pale blue long sleeve flew in, wrapping the necks of Xinyuan and the other two novices.

There was a click, and the three novices were strangled.