Counterattack Xiaoxian

At this time, the old patriarch remembered a person. This person's surname was Sang and Qin. He was not a shaman, but he lived here a few years ago.

Sang Qin is a world-famous spiritual plant master. He has devoted himself to the study of "farming mulberry and grass trees". He has traveled across thousands of mountains throughout his life, away from the worldly world, and devoted himself to cultivating fine seeds and increasing crop yields. He has benefited a lot from the world, and even the Red Spider tribe is revered as a god. .

Gai Yin Sangqin was very knowledgeable and well-informed, so the old patriarch had the idea of ​​asking him to investigate the matter.

However, this person is withdrawn and only interested in flowers and plants. He spends his days working with plants in the mountains and forests. He has no interest in living people, so the possibility of intervention is very slim.

The old patriarch had a headache. After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that Xidongtian was also a sacred place of knowledge in the world, and that the little prince came from the Xidongtian sect. Maybe the two of them had a common language and might be able to sell some noodles.

You want me to be a lobbyist! Ji Ling understood it at first, and his first instinct was that this matter was very suspenseful. How could two people who couldn't fight each other talk in common?

But he doesn't mind giving it a try. Anyway, it's just idle time, so let's just take it for fun and gain some knowledge. There's no danger in being a scholar!

When the old patriarch heard that Ji Lingchu agreed to help, he was very happy and left him to have a meal and entertain him.

During the dinner, the old clan leader revealed that Feng Gui, who escaped last time, had not been captured yet, and the clan had set up traps and nets, just waiting for him to come to his door.

He also said that this was an eventful time, and Aba Zhai and the Chongfeng Army were already on both sides of the river. He was advised not to put himself in danger, and just wait patiently... and so on.

After dinner, Ji Lingchu and Hua Zang returned to their residence. Ji Lingchu said, "Who is the grandmother in charge of the furnace? Why haven't I seen her before?"

Huazang introduced that there are four major deacons in the Yao Shrine Palace, namely the incense envoy, the furnace envoy, the weaving envoy and the Zhuo sword envoy. They are in charge of each hall and have their own duties and will not show up easily.

Ji Lingchu said: "I understand, the mother-in-law in charge of the stove is the master of the stove, but that's not right. I know there are Fengxiang Hall, Zhanglu Hall and Zhiluo Hall, why is there no Zhuodao Hall?"

"Hehe! It's okay to tell you. Granny Fengxiang is in charge of sacrifices, Granny Zhiluo is in charge of weaving, Granny in charge of the stove, you must not touch her, she is in charge of punishments, and Granny Zhuo Dao is in charge of killing. There has always been only one person. Therefore, there is no need to build a temple. This old man seems to be very mysterious. I have never seen him since I was born!"

He understood that this killing was an external war, which sounded bloody, so he teased Hua Zang and said, "Which palace do you belong to? You are just like an idler."

Huazang smiled and said: "Me, I will follow my sister."

Ji Lingchu took advantage of the situation and asked, "Where does the saint live?"

"I can't tell you this. My sister says you are unreliable!"

Both of them laughed, and after saying that Hua Zang was about to leave, he suddenly remembered what Xiong Ba said and asked him: "What is 'Yao Shen Blood'?"

Huazang was smiling, but when he heard this, his face changed slightly and he said, "Hey! Who did you listen to?"

"I heard Qi Huan talking to someone in town today, and I mentioned it accidentally." Ji Lingchu covered it up. He felt that what the two people conspired must not be a good thing, but it also happened. Suspicion may even lead to death. As an outsider, it is self-evident who others will trust.

"It turns out it's him. It's no wonder. The 'Yao Shen Blood' is the only drop of blood left by the ancestor Yao in the world. Not many people know about it."

"Then what's the use of 'Yao Shen Blood'?"

"It is said that Yaozu can use this blood to feel the joy, anger, sorrow, and death of all living beings. It is a legend. My sister told me this."

"I do not believe."

"Haha, I'm going to tell my sister that you questioned Yao Zu."

The two laughed and joked for a while, then separated.

Ji Lingchu looked at the roof, thinking that he could not get involved in the affairs of the gods. After seeing all kinds of weird things, he did not dare to insist that there were no gods in the world. It was better not to get involved in these things.

After all, a speck of dust that falls from God becomes a huge mountain when it falls on everyone’s head!

Ji Lingchu was more interested in the more "environmental" scholar. He had already asked Huazang that Master Sang lived in Xiongwu Village, which was far beyond the scope of the town.

One day later, the old patriarch sent a chariot and horse to take him to the foot of a twin peak. The driver handed him a token and refused to go in. Asked him why? He said: "It is very evil to be unfaithful to the people!"

In desperation, he had no choice but to go in by himself. After passing through the road between the twin peaks, the terrain became flat, and fields appeared beside the road. Green broad-leaf vegetables grew vigorously and happily, and some fields were planted with cassava and unknown crops. The famous low fruit seedlings, with figures working in the distance.

Such a warm rural scene makes people feel at ease. How could there be such unruly people?

Walking further in, there is a small village under the foothills. The village is built in the lowlands and is surrounded by streams. The houses are also simple wooden houses. The style is slightly different from that in the town. At a glance, it looks about There are hundreds of families.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they ran into a group of villagers. The leader was an old man, wearing a brown short coat and a black belt around his waist. They blocked Ji Lingchu. The old man asked: "Young man, why are you here?"

When Ji Ling saw them for the first time, they were all octogenarians. He didn't dare to neglect them. He took out the token given by the driver and said carefully: "Old man, it was the patriarch who asked me to come."

When the old man saw the token, he flew into a rage and shouted angrily: "Why are you sending people to urge us again? Xiongwu Village has agreed to gather ten people, so it will be ten people. Why do you look down on people?"

"Huh? No...!"

"Hmph! Catch him, arrest him, and ask the clan chief to send someone to get him. If anything happens, I, the village chief, will be responsible for it."

Another villager cursed: "Let them know how powerful they are! Our village has produced more than thirty strong men, and now there are ten more. Is the clan going to war with the Fu people? Are we going to plant crops?" The whole family doesn’t need to eat?”

"Those people in Black Pine Ridge have nothing to do all day long, playing tricks on themselves. Can't we just send them there?"

"You have a beautiful idea. I am either an elder's in-law or a legitimate son of a wealthy family. How can I spare my efforts!"

Others also yelled angrily, and immediately four or five little old men rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward. Some hugged their waists, some broke their arms, and two of them lifted their legs.

Ji Lingchu couldn't laugh or cry at first, but since the light particles in his body circulated day and night, he was no longer Wu Xia Amon. With a little force on his waist, his feet immediately seemed to be rooted in the ground.

The old men tried their best, but couldn't move an inch. They were like a bunch of gourds hanging on him, which was a bit ridiculous.

The man who claimed to be the village chief was surprised and said: "Hey, when did the clan have a master of body training?"

"Old man, you are mistaken. I am here to find Master Sang Qinsang, and it has nothing to do with what you said."

"Really?"

"I don't dare lie to you." Ji Lingchu didn't dare to move, for fear of accidentally throwing away some old men.