Lanke Chess Edge

It's a pity that the ships going to all directions at the Immortal Ferry are not immediately available. The boundary airship is not a bus, and there is no fixed frequency or fixed stop.

When Hu Li and the other foxes bravely entered the hall where Yuelu Mountain handles border ferry affairs, they were quite disappointed by the news they received.

Elder Xian, don't you know?

Hu Li and a group of foxes stood in front of the relevant governor of Yuelushan, with disappointment clearly written on their fifteen faces, and the people around them and the monks of Yuelushan couldn't help but laugh, even though these foxes looked like adults , but in their eyes, they are really children, especially the pure nature of the spirit, even those immortal cultivators like them are pleasing to the eye.

The scholar of Yuelu Mountain who is on duty now is a monk with the appearance of an old man with a short beard. Seeing all the foxes like this, he replied with a smile.

Boundary ferry is after all a treasure of the fairy sects of various holy lands. They don't urgently need to rely on this to make money. Although they always go to some places every year, they are just for the convenience of their masters and fellow Taoists. I, Yuelushan, will not force them to do so. They list the route in advance, mostly waiting for the ferry in the realm to take off from the place where they belong, and the place where they plan to stop along the way will naturally receive the induction, and the approximate date and other information will appear on the response card.

The governor of Yuelushan said while pointing to the signs hanging on the wall in the hall.

Although the foxes didn't fully understand, they understood to some extent what the old immortal cultivator meant. Basically, it was impossible to go to Lanzhou in the Western Regions immediately.

Hey, I don't know how long it will take...

Yeah, it's scary here, and we don't have enough money...

Why don't we go to do odd jobs, I see that many mortal shops over there are also recruiting workers.

Is this possible? Why not? If it's not possible, the wages will be less, just take care of food and lodging?

A few foxes discussed there, while the other foxes were obviously very moved. This scene also made the monks of Yuelushan smile knowingly. It is rare to see such monsters. If they are not really stupid and cute, the clear Inspiration and innocence, I really doubt that it was taught by a good person.

And at this time, Hu Li and the others' discussions also came to fruition, and Hu Li still made the final decision.

Okay, let's do this, find a suitable shop, let's make money, live carefully here, wait for a suitable ferry, and then go to Lanzhou in the Western Regions!

Yes! Exactly. Just do it!

It has to be said that the foxes' way of answering was greatly influenced by the little characters. When Ji Yuan was in Wei's Manor, the little characters and the little paper cranes were not bound by anything. The magic of the little characters The dialogue also fascinated the foxes.

After making up their minds, the foxes did not forget the etiquette, and under the leadership of Hu Li, they saluted the monks of Yuelushan together.

Thank you Xianchang for telling me, we will come here often to see!

Thank you Immortal Elder!

After the salutation, the foxes turned around one after another. The monks at Yuelushan smiled and looked at each other behind them, and the old man in the middle also spoke.

Please stop.

The foxes stopped and turned their heads cautiously, but they didn't feel any malice. Instead, they saw the old man take out a token and hand it to Hu Li.

Take it, with this token, it will be much easier and safer to find some jobs.

Hu Li subconsciously took the token with both hands, and saw that there were words written on both sides, the reverse read: On the moon on the willow tip, the deer sings on the top of the mountain; on the front read: Deer Ming Binger.

Thank you for the order!

Go, just return it to me when you leave.

The foxes were thankful for a while, the excitement on their faces couldn't be stopped, they jumped up and down with joy, some shouted, some ate, some shouted and some fell asleep.

When the foxes left the hall, everyone in Yuelushan laughed out loud.

Hahahahaha...these foxes are really interesting!

Yes, born as a demon, pure and innocent, this is a spirit fox!

That's right, the Jade Fox Cave is the sacred place of the fox clan, if all the spirit foxes gather here, it will be worthy of its name.

The foxes couldn't hear the words in the hall, but they happily left the Yuelu Mountain hall, and they were seen by Wang Youhong and others who had been keeping an eye on this direction.

It's just that several people have their own thoughts, and Lao Niu is also thinking in his heart, if Mr. Ji sees these foxes, he must be very interested.

...

Gradually, summer passed and autumn came, and Mr. Ji, as people said, had traveled all over the land of Zuyue in half a year, and the war that was crucial to both Dazhen and Zuyue was coming to an end.

Dazhen's army is in full swing, they have already crossed the Yongding pass and entered Zuyue's country, but they are receiving less and less resistance.

Not only in the eyes of Ji Yuan, but also in the eyes of many insightful people in the two countries, the general trend of the world has been decided. Zu Yue's destruction of the country is only related to the speed of Dazhen's army and the speed of Champa's establishment of a new order. Yue's so-called resistance doesn't have much impact.

Standing on the top of the mountain beside Yongding Pass, Ji Yuan calculated with his fingers, looked to the north and smiled, then looked to the south again, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Mr. Ji seems to be in trouble?

Beside Ji Yuan, Tingqiu mountain god Hong Shengting appeared in front of him, holding a green bamboo tube in his hand.

Ji Yuan smiled towards Hong Shengting.

There is indeed something. It seems that someone at home will come to see me. I have to go back...

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan's eyes fell on the bamboo tube in Hong Shengting's hand.

Hongshan God, what are you?

Oh, this one, uh heh heh.

Hong Shengting smiled and lifted the bamboo tube in his hand, opened the red plug on it, Ji Yuan sniffed it, and said with a smile.

I thought it was some good wine, but it turned out to be just water!

Hahahaha... I'm really disappointed!

Hong Shengting laughed loudly, then shook the bamboo tube, and then put the stopper back on.

Sir, Mr. Hong knows that Mr. is good at wine, but he doesn't have good wine in his hands. How can he give Mr. ordinary wine as a gift, but this water...

Hong Shengting shook for a while, and looked in the direction of Ting Qiushan.

This water is the spring water that springs from under the stalactites in the heart of my Tingqiu Mountain. It is an extremely rare and rare thing. The bucket in Hong's hand is a century-old savings. Although it is not wine, Mr. Ruo uses it Water assists wine making, coupled with proper techniques, you will get good wine!

Ji Yuan's heart lit up, and he immediately smiled.

Yes, this is interesting!

Ji Yuan directly took the bamboo tube from Hong Shengting's hand, weighed it and felt it.

Fortunately, it's not really just this little tube.

Hahahahaha, although Mr. Hong doesn't have such a rare thing as the Thousand Dou Pot in Mr.'s hand, there are still some deep things.

That's it, Ji, thank you very much!

Sir, you are welcome!

Ji Yuan grabbed the bamboo rope and bowed to Hong Shengting.

Ji still has some things to do, so I will take my leave first.

Sir, please!

Hong Shengting also returned the gift and saw the back of Ji Yuan leaving on the cloud, he shouted again from behind.

Mr. Ji, if you make good wine in the future, you must let Hong have a taste of it!

God Hongshan, don't worry!

Ji Yuan responded with a smile, weighed the bamboo tube in Yun Yun's hand before putting it in his sleeve.

Ordinary brewing does not require much water, but the water in your hand can turn decay into magic. In a sense, it is indeed more precious than wine.

...

At about the same time as this meeting, a woman in a light pink dress walked out of Ning'an County.

The woman held an oiled paper umbrella and a gray burden. She stood outside Ning'an County, looking at the familiar city with joy on her face. It was Sun Yaya who had consolidated her cultivation foundation.

My hometown is still so peaceful and beautiful...

When she arrived here, Sun Yaya suddenly became a little nervous. Although she had been communicating with her family through letters, she hadn't been back for so many years.

With this feeling of apprehension, Sun Yaya stepped into the gate of Ning'an County.

As soon as she entered the city, the yelling full of life became more and more obvious. Instead of making Sun Yaya feel noisy, it made her feel more peaceful.

Today's Sun Yaya is of course more radiant and immortal, but after entering the city, she also made the necessary hidden clumsiness, so although there are still many people looking at her, it will not cause much impact.

Sun Yaya didn't go all the way to Tongshufang's home, but turned towards Tianniufang. Before she reached the entrance, she could already smell a familiar fragrance.

Standing at the far corner of the street, Sun Yaya looked at the street outside Tianniufang with tears in her eyes, the familiar noodle stall full of memories, where a slightly stooped old man was busy.

Although Sun Fu is old, his legs and feet are still sharp, and his body is also strong. He still comes to the old place to set up a stall almost every day, and he also abides by the rules of the Sun family noodle stall. It was the same in the past and today.

It was just after dinner time, and only one customer at the noodle stall ordered a bowl of soup. Sun Fu held the wooden tray in one hand, and wiped the tabletops with a rag in the other hand, cleaning up the tabletops that were soiled by previous diners.

At a certain moment, Sun Fu seemed to feel something suddenly. He raised his head, and there was a woman in red standing in front of the booth looking at him.

Sun Fu's heart skipped a beat, he shook his head, and asked cautiously.

Girl... what do you want?

Hearing this question, tears welled up in the eyes of the speechless Sun Yaya.

Grandpa! It's Yaya, it's Yaya!

Boom...

Sun Fu's lips trembled, and the tray in his hand fell to the ground. Thousands of words gathered in his throat, and finally only one simple sentence popped out.

Yaya... I'm back... It's good to be back, it's good to be back!

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