For three days in a row, Zhang Yixian didn't take half a step out of the door, his heart kept thinking about the sorrow that Yuan Yi had inadvertently revealed before he disappeared, which gave him a strong sense of crisis, he didn't know why this feeling was so strong, but Zhang Yixian had a hunch that what was hidden behind this would definitely change his fate.

For three days, Zhang Yixian's heart was full of this matter, during this period, he could feel that there was often a figure wandering outside the door, and finally left gloomily, he knew that it was Di Yue, but because his heart was full of these troubles, he forgot that Di Yue had come to him for a while.

And after that, Di Yue's figure never appeared outside the gate of the small courtyard where Zhang Yixian lived.

After three days of hard thinking and meditation, Zhang Yixian still didn't have a clue, and after thinking about it, he simply stopped being entangled, but once again held the stone containing the Gengjin Qi that Yuan Yi gave him at that time and held it in his hand, and the mana in his body began to surge, and a wisp of Gengjin Qi was pulled out, and then combined with the mana that flowed out of his fingertips, forming a sword qi again.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yixian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his depressed mood seemed to be relieved a lot, and he sent this wisp of sword qi into the dantian along the meridians to warm up.

Counting the days, there are only seven days left before the Taishan temple fair, and at this moment, Zhang Yixian, as a monk in the Mahayana realm, has been able to use the mana in his body to control his own flight, and there are not many days to delay on the way.

"What should I do next?" Zhang Yixian asked himself in his heart, since he came to this world, he seems to have been busy, and he has no time to stop and take a good look, now take this opportunity, maybe he should go out for a walk.

Thinking so in his heart, Zhang Yixian took action, got up and left the futon sitting cross-legged, stretched his body, and tidied up his clothes, and then pushed open the door and walked out.

Walking along the small courtyard, passing through the corridor guarded by the guards, and making a bend along the temple gate, the number of pedestrians in front of me gradually increased.

Most of these people are former refugees, and after more than half a year of getting along, everyone is as affectionate as relatives and friends, and they still get together from time to time, while busy working, while chatting about the stories of their former hometown.

During Zhang Yixian's walking, he would occasionally stand and listen to two sentences, and he could feel the strong sense of homesickness in his heart.

Walking further along the crowd, there is a side hall of the City God Temple, where there are relatively few people, but no one has some injuries on their bodies, and even coughs quietly with their mouths.

This is the place where alms are given in the temple, Zhang Yixian suddenly stood in place, because he saw a young girl holding a steaming decoction carefully feeding some patients to take it, and then did not forget to wipe the residual decoction from the corner of his mouth with Sijuan in his hand.

Gradually, Zhang Yixian suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart, looking at Di Yue's busy figure, he felt that there seemed to be something strange in his heart.

"Do I have feelings for her? Starting in three years, the highest can be fatal, I don't know if Xiao Yue'er is an adult?"

"Evil!"

Zhang Yixian criticized himself, his feet still did not move, Di Yue's busy figure seemed to him to be even more charming at the moment, a strange emotion rose in his heart, he hoped to see such a scene every day.

I don't know what I thought, Zhang Yixian's face suddenly showed a slightly sweet smile, and then he glanced at Di Yue's figure, and walked away.

At the moment when he turned around, Di Yue, who was still busy a second ago, seemed to sense something, and when he turned around, Zhang Yixian's figure had already disappeared into the corner of the palace wall.

Out of the backyard, to the main hall of the City God Temple, this is the place to worship the statues of the gods, perhaps because of the sunny weather today, there are many more people who come to offer incense than in the past, and most of them are some old people.

Walking around the City God Temple, Zhang Yixian hadn't seen the figure of Lao Qintou yet, and asked the patrol guards, only to know that Lao Qintou went out a few days ago, and it seemed that he was going to Fengyang.

Ignoring these mundane things, Zhang Yixian turned around and went back to the place where the guards in the temple were practicing, and his grandfather had just looked at the results of the training in the past six months.

When I came to the backyard, the cheers never stopped, and the sound of the trumpets one after another was very rhythmic.

"I've met an acquaintance. ”

The moment Zhang Yixian turned his head, he saw two acquaintances in the field, who were the guards Lao Li and the others who had gone to the White Dragon Temple with him before, and at this moment the two of them were competing with the other two people in the field.

"It seems that the bald donkeys of the White Dragon Temple did not embarrass these ordinary people. ”

Zhang Yixian muttered in his heart, but his feet did not stop, and he came to the place where Lao Li and the others competed along the steps.

There was a circle of good deeds around him, and everyone shouted fierce and vulgar words, and cheers rang out from time to time in the crowd of people watching around.

Zhang Yixian took a closer look, and the gap between the four was not very big, so they were deadlocked.

Lao Li's experience was a little more sophisticated, his eyes were calmly staring at the opponent in front of him, the other guard couldn't stand the hostile look, his feet kept changing positions, and between the changes of figures, the sweat drops on his forehead slowly fell to the ground, smashing out some dust.

"It seems that Lao Li is going to win. ”

Sure enough, before Zhang Yixian could speak, Lao Li's footsteps were pretending to be dangling forward, and his opponent thought he was going to attack, so he jumped back and retreated.

Lao Li's eyes froze, stopped at the tip of the void and pressed down, a force was born from the soles of his feet, taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's old strength was just exhausted and the new power was not born, a leap directly knocked the opponent to the ground, and the big palm of the fan in his hand had already firmly restrained the opponent.

"Good!"

"Awesome!"

Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, the surrounding crowd has erupted into bursts of cheers, and as the defeated people withdraw, there are not a few people around the crowd who want to try.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Yixian roughly guessed the strength of this group of guards, although their strength had not even touched the lowest threshold of monks, but their physique was already much stronger than ordinary people.

If they had seen blood on the scene a few times, their combat effectiveness might have been stronger, but that wasn't in his mind.

Today's City God Temple can be said to have very good development prospects, and he has no interest in these mundane things, and he also plans to hand over all these affairs to Lao Qintou to take care of, as long as the incense is prosperous.

Walking in the corridor, I circled around the City God Temple, and between the stops and walks, the sky was already dark.

There was nothing to say all night, but Zhang Yixian had a huge sense of loss in his heart, he couldn't say what it was, but he vaguely felt that something would happen in the next few days, and this incident had a great impact on him.