No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

Ji Qing walked around more and found that this place seemed to be a temple.

The decoration was bustling but there were fallen leaves everywhere, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on the window frames, as if no one had been there for a while.

There is a seal on each door with the time written on it: "The tenth day of the first lunar month in the fourth year of Baoying."

After staying for a while, Ji Qingyue took a rough look at the entire temple and confirmed that it was deserted. No one had set foot in the temple since the tenth day of the first lunar month.

It seems that as Erlang said, the official has already started to take action.

After walking around, Ji Qing became hotter and sweatier, but it was not as hot as in the first illusion. It seemed to be spring now.

He quickly took off his cloak and rolled it into his backpack. He then imitated Tibetan clothing and took off the upper body of the robe and hung it around his waist, leaving only a hooded sweatshirt.

Ji Qingyue walked around in the temple and finally found the door. He pushed and pulled. Not surprisingly, the temple door was locked from the outside.

Are you locked in there and can't get out?

Where to go and where to lock? But it's better than in the painting.

Ji Qingyue found a tree along the base of the wall, climbed up, and lay on the branches to check the situation outside the courtyard wall.

After waiting for a while, there were only birds chirping in the silent mountain forest, and there was no sound.

So he sat on the high courtyard wall and moved slowly, looking for a safe jumping point.

Finally, Ji Qingyue jumped off the courtyard wall, rolled around on the soft moss, and landed smoothly!

After coming out of the temple and walking around to the gate, he looked up and finally knew the name of the temple - Bai Qingshan Temple.

This is the Bai Qingshan Li Silang was talking about!

Then at the foot of the mountain is Shandan County!

Ji Qingyue was filled with excitement!

Finally, I had the opportunity to go to the county to take a look. I was excited but also a little regretful. Unfortunately, all his money was gone.

He habitually put the money Li Erlang brought back into his backpack, but in order to reduce the load, he took out almost all the scattered copper coins and left them in the brick house, and stuffed all the dozen or so taels of silver ingots he brought out into his backpack. I gave the scones to Li Yu, who was in the second year of Guangde, and I also gave some money to bribe the soldiers guarding the city. Now I have no money left.

He became a pauper again.

In this way, Ji Qingyue went down the mountain with an empty nylon bag on his back, and followed the dusty mountain road to a very smooth stone street.

It was probably a long time since he had seen anyone. Ji Qingyue felt as if he had lived in another world. Everything he saw was new.

The surrounding architectural styles are gorgeous, lacking a touch of life, such as high-end restaurants, clothing stores and cosmetics stores...

It seems that ordinary people cannot afford it.

Now he changed his goal, from admiring the buildings to observing the people on the road. Forgive him for his poor vocabulary, he could not describe the clothes of these people in detail. He could only say that the people here were either rich or noble, although the styles of their clothes looked similar. , but the clothing materials used are different, and the difference can be seen with the naked eye.

In the early morning, most shops are not open, only some food stalls open early for business, and they set up their stalls.

He passed by the breakfast shop smelling the smell again, and lamented again that the cakes were all being made!

Steamed cakes, pancakes, Hu cakes, Mantou cakes, thin night cakes, pancakes, sandwich cakes, water cakes, sesame cakes... dozens of kinds of cake stalls, and the rich smell of mutton emanates from a pot of thick white mutton soup. come out.

Tears flowed out of the corners of his mouth again.

After wandering around until noon, Ji Qingyue had a rough idea of ​​the structure of Shandan County, and he was already ravenous.

He couldn't help but sigh, he didn't expect to starve in this way.

It was his first time here, and he was still airborne. Ji Qingyue didn't know how to get back to Shangli Village, so he planned to find someone to ask. I remember that Li Erlang and the others all went back by donkey cart. As long as they found a place to take the donkey cart, they could find their way home.

Just when Ji Qingyue raised his hand, before he could stop a passerby, he heard a woman's panicked cry from behind. It sounded like something had happened to a child, and passersby gathered around her.

As soon as he got closer to see what was going on, he heard someone say: "There is a foreign object in his throat and he is choking!"

Then a boy of sixteen or seventeen quickly walked up from the crowd, hugged the child from behind, put his hands around his abdomen, and kept lifting him up.

Hercules!

Li Erlang! Li Changxiang!

Ji Qingyue's eyes widened and he stared closely at the real boy, just like the voice he had always heard. His brows were full of the perseverance belonging to the northwest, his wheat-colored skin was tightening, and his clenched hands burst out with endless power. .

At that moment, the boy was so dazzling!

Looking at the lively young people in the crowd, Ji Qingyue's eyes filled with tears at some point. The sadness he felt when he heard that Li Erlang died in the second year of Guangde finally slowly faded away. Now Li Erlang is still living well in Baoying. Four years.

In the end, the child spit out the foreign object with a "wow" sound, and the danger was saved.

The child threw himself into the woman's arms, and Li Erlang breathed a sigh of relief and reminded him: "Go to the hospital quickly to see if his throat is injured."

Ji Qingyue was filled with pride and gave a thumbs up involuntarily. Unexpectedly, Li Erlang caught him immediately.

He met Li Erlang's doubtful gaze, smiled, opened his mouth and said slowly: "Erlang, well done."

Unexpectedly, the young man was so frightened that he froze. Could it be that his image was not good?

His worries were dispelled in the next second, and he saw Li Erlang running over.

Unexpectedly, a wave of dizziness hit him, and he was pushed out by the crowd, pushed out of the crowd, and fell straight to the ground.

"Snapped--"

He fell to the ground.

It was like water drops falling apart and falling apart. When he woke up again, he was lying on the rocks. The splash of ink behind the mountains had disappeared and turned into continuous mountains. The streams flowed out of the mountains and fell into the pools. , stirring up water mist several feet high.

The inky lake is gone!

Ji Qingyue raised his hand, and unexpectedly encountered a familiar feeling again - a barrier stood on the top of the mountain, blocking the way to the other side of the mountain.

Now I can only stay in this small world.

He looked toward the thatched cottage at the bottom of the mountain. The brick house was looming, and the open space in the wheat straw field was not much different from before he left.

It's amazing!

I don’t know what happened to his cotton plant, so I have to go back and take a look.

Ji Qingyue quickly packed his backpack. Suddenly, he remembered the relic he got in the Ink Pagoda. Where was it? !

Look in your palms, look in your pockets, look in your backpack...

No?

How could it be lost?

Ji Qing rummaged through his whole body and found that there really were no relics.

He clearly remembered that after kneeling down and saluting, he used his right hand to pick up the relic, and then suddenly dropped it into Bai Qingshan Temple. He was visiting the temple at that time and forgot that he still held the small relic in his hand.

Did it fall into Bai Qingshan Temple?

Wait, why is there an extra mole on the palm of his hand?

Ji Qingyue opened his right hand and saw a red dot on his palm. It was said to be a mole, but more like larger red ink drops falling on his palm.

There was no use thinking about it any more, and in the end he had to go down the mountain with doubts and confusion.

It is said that it is easier to go up the mountain than it is to go down the mountain. This is true. In many places, you have to use rattan to climb down. I don’t know how he climbed up such a high boulder in the first place.

Obviously he could see the thatched cottage at the top of the mountain, but he still spent nearly a day and night on the way down the mountain. During this period, he could only make do with huddled in the cracks of the rocks on the mountain for one night. He almost froze to death, and finally returned in time the next evening. Thatched cottage.

By this time Ji Qingyue was so hungry that his eyes were black.

He quickly went to the stream and scooped up some water to fill his stomach. Then he ran to the kitchen to prepare porridge, but he rummaged around, turned over his body and backpack, and couldn't find the flint!

The pot was put on the stove, but the fire couldn't be lit! Is it possible that we still have to drill wood to make fire? !

Ji Qingyue was so angry that he almost punched himself twice.

Now we can only ask for foreign help.

Dragging his exhausted body to the bridge, Ji Qingyue raised his hand to knock on the barrier. Unexpectedly, he did not hit the barrier as usual, but fell forward and fell hard to the ground.

On the ground?

on?

Ji Qingyue was so hungry that he fell to the ground and lay stunned for a while.

He moved his head and rolled his eyes.

This is really the study outside! Desks, bookshelves, and bookshelves are full of books! The roof didn't collapse either! !

Ji Qingyue stood up, his hands trembling with excitement. Thinking back to the tragic situation five years later, he really didn't want to see Li Silang's body in the cellar again.

After standing quietly for a while, he noticed that the red mole on his palm had darkened in color, and it was still blood red just now.

Does the blood red mole mean that he can come out?

Ji Qingyue was not in a hurry to confirm this conjecture, but was interrupted by a vague and vague fragrance coming in from the outside. The smell of roasted sesame seeds was so fragrant that his stomach, which had been hungry for a long time, couldn't help but growl. Urging him to quickly find something to eat.

At this moment, he noticed that the yard was very quiet. After listening for a long time, he never heard the sound of anyone moving or talking. There seemed to be no one at home.

Haven't they come back from the fields yet?

So... he can borrow flint and steel and go back to make porridge?

Ji Qingyue quietly opened the study door, revealing a crack, and then looked into the yard like a thief.

The yard was cleanly cleaned and full of life. The trees in the corner were covered with green leaves. The yard door and the doors of the main house and wing rooms were closed. It seemed that no one was really at home.

So he opened the study door with confidence and carefully admired this simple but life-filled yard. The sounds of livestock could be heard from the backyard. He walked around the main house and saw that chickens, ducks and pigs were raised in the three-compartment hay shed. Sheep, there were the largest number of sheep, there were dozens of them, and they kept bleating "baa baa baa".

Although he had been eating at the Li family for so long, he still couldn't find the location of the kitchen, so Ji Qingyue could only follow the smell.

He lay on the door of the wing opposite the study, sniffed up and down along the crack in the door, and was sure that the scent was coming from inside!

The windows on both sides of the wing were covered with a layer of window paper, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

Ji Qingyue lingered outside the door for a while, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to borrow the flint and steel.

After making the decision, he pushed open the door and saw that the inside was also clean and tidy. Opposite the door was a long earthen stove, with several jars and jars placed next to it, as well as a large pile of firewood.

He searched for a while on the stove, and from time to time his mouth watered at the aroma of the scones placed on the side.

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The broth was still warm in the pot, and it smelled like chicken soup.

No, we have to find the flint and steel quickly!

Ji Qing touched more and more and finally found flint in a small jar. He took it out and thought about leaving the kitchen quickly, otherwise he would be distracted by the smell of scones and stretch out his "sinful" hands.

He closed the door and before turning around, he only heard movement outside the courtyard door and voices approaching.

They're back! !

Ji Qing became more and more embarrassed. He didn't want to leave. If he didn't have the flint in his hand, he would definitely turn around and run back to the study. But he took the flint. This behavior was not good in the first place. If he really ran away like this , the flint and steel may not be available in a short period of time.

The time Li Silang was beaten, he had been taught a lot of lessons. Taking something without asking is stealing.

So he stayed where he was.

The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and the old man and the little girl who had just stepped in immediately found a strange man standing at the door of the kitchen. The three of them were stunned on the spot, with three pairs of eyes looking at each other awkwardly, and the air suddenly became stagnant.

Ji Qing was so embarrassed that his toes were on the ground, and he kept shouting in his heart: Kill me! How to say hello!

Li Aweng pulled Li Jinniang and was about to retract his legs to pull up the courtyard door, but was pushed by Li Aniang behind him, and the two of them entered the courtyard unprepared.

"Daddy, why are you and Jin Niang blocking the door so you can't go in? I still want to get chicken soup..." When she saw Ji Qingyue, Li Aniang's voice was suddenly cut off and she froze on the spot.

The four of them looked at each other awkwardly.

Ji Qingyue was heartbroken and wanted to give himself a big slap!

Is it too late to regret now?

"Second brother, now we have another little niece! That's great!"

Li Erlang saw that they were all crowded at the courtyard gate and couldn't get in, so he poked his head in puzzledly: "What are you doing... Yue Lang!"

The young man rushed in happily and pounced on Ji Qingyue, and the heavy momentum caused him to slam into the wooden door.

The wooden door was closed, and then they fell to the ground.

The two flints fell out of his hand.

"Tap-tap-tap-" rolled down in the yard.

M, kill me... What a devilish scene this is.

Xu Qing, who came in last, seemed the calmest. She hugged Tuan Lang and coughed softly: "Well, let's go in and talk about it. People in the fields won't be able to see us when we stand outside."

So a group of people sneaked in and quickly closed the courtyard door.

Ji Qingyue had a despairing expression and allowed Li Erlang to pull him up. At this time, Li Silang had come back to his senses and understood that the strange man in the yard was his "brother Ji." He rushed towards him like a cannonball, excited. He hugged Ji Qingyue's thigh: "Brother Ji! You are Brother Ji!!"

"..." This really shouldn't be the atmosphere now. The two flints were still lying quietly on the ground in the yard.

Ji Qingyue awkwardly pulled away from Li Erlang and Li Silang, faced the others, showed the seriousness and seriousness during the interview, and bowed at 90 degrees: "Hello, my name is Ji Qingyue. I have been taking care of you all these days."

Li Erlang also withdrew his smile and stood next to Ji Qingyue and explained: "Aweng, Aniang, Jinniang, he is the person I mentioned, Ji's benefactor."

Li Aniang held her hands awkwardly and looked at the person in front of her.

This man was wearing a gray round-neck... hooded narrow-sleeved shirt, a pair of indigo... linen pants, a strange pair of shoes, and she recognized the robe he was wearing. Wasn't that the new clothes she made for Erlang before? It's always been strange. I didn't see Erlang wearing it, so I thought it wasn't to his liking, but it turned out that it was given to this person.

The person in front of me is fair and fair, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with nondescript hair, no scars on his face, and no disabilities on his body.

She suddenly felt that Ji Qingyue had deceived him, and she was a little angry and said angrily: "How did you get in?"

Ji Qingyue scratched his nose and pointed to the study room resignedly: "Auntie, ah no, Aunt Li, I live in your study room."

Aunt Li's mind suddenly started to spin, and she kept thinking about what he meant by this.

She turned her head to look at Li Aweng and Li Jinniang beside her. Even her daughter-in-law had a calm look on her face, as if she already knew what Ji Qingyue meant. She was horrified but did not dare to show it. She held on: "You, what are you doing?" What's the meaning……!"

Just as Ji Qingyue was about to answer, he heard his stomach growl at an inappropriate time, and the sound was particularly loud in the quiet courtyard.

He held his stomach in embarrassment and explained: "Well, for some reason, I haven't eaten in a few days. I came out to borrow a flint and steel to make porridge when I went back."

Li Erlang felt distressed and pulled Ji Qingyue into the main room, asked him to sit down, and went to the yard to tell everyone what to do. He would explain it all later during the meal.

Li Silang picked up the flint and walked in blankly and handed it to Ji Qingyue: "Brother Ji, do you still want it?"

Ji Qingyue smiled back.

No, thank you, I want face.

Li Aniang and Xu Qing hurried into the kitchen to cook two more dishes, plus a plate of braised pork.

At the dinner table, Li Erlang and Li Silang sat on either side of Ji Qingyue, enthusiastically urging him to pick up some food.

Ji Qingyue still thought it would be better to explain clearly first. He put down the pancake: "Aunt Li, when I say living in the study, I mean living in the painting in the study. I have been troublesome for Erlang and Shilang before. It's not that I don't want to come out, but that I really can't. Come."

Li Jinniang was startled by the snack and swallowed the surprise after taking a bite of the pancake. Li Aniang was frightened and trembled: "You, you, you... are you the immortal in the painting?"

Li Erlang chuckled and immediately received warning looks from Ji Qingyue and Li Aniang.

Ji Qingyue explained: "I am not a fairy, I am a human being. Anyway, something happened. Now I live in the painting. Like everyone else, I also have to grow vegetables and millet in the painting."

Li Aniang nodded. Those vegetables were grown. Based on the mutual sympathy between farmers and the long-term inner construction, she actually accepted Ji Qingyue without any objection.

Suddenly there is an extra person in the house, and everyone seems to think this is normal.

When Li Aniang was washing the pot, she looked at the empty pottery pot and realized that there were always leftovers for no reason in the past few days. Li Erlang refused to eat even if he asked him to eat them. He had obviously cooked so much before, but these days there were always leftovers. , it turned out that the remaining portion was reserved for Ji Qingyue.

Somehow, all of them had already silently accepted Ji Qingyue.