After transmigrating into Mozun Master, I betrayed [Transmigration Book]

The main hall at the entrance fell into a brief silence. Ji Ya digested the scene in front of him for a while, and said with difficulty: "He seems to be an elite who went up the mountain with you during the day. Didn't you notice that his identity is different?"

Lin Cangming shook his head: "It's hard to be sure whether he was transferred, or whether he has been hiding in the Mo Shatang in the form of a armor."

Seeing the straight line of his lips exposed under the mask, Ji Ya asked cautiously and sensiblely: "Then why don't I leave first, and give you a space to be intimate and alone."

Lin Cangming turned cold, and squinted at him: "Afraid you know too much?"

"It depends on whether I'm worthy or not." Ji Ya clasped his fists modestly.

"Hmph, I have ordered the hall master here to assign you an errand." Lin Cangming said lightly, "Near mountains and rivers, abundant spiritual energy, easy to use."

When Ji Ya heard about the working environment, it was impossible for him to be treated as cannon fodder to be silenced casually, so he squatted back and watched Lin Cangming study Yanjia.

In the original book, Ji Xiajun is a swordsman, the kind of swordsman who can't solve anything with a single sword. He has a little understanding of the art formation, and he has no experience in the art of mechanism.

Moreover, based on Ji Ya's understanding of the cultivation realm during this period, everyone in the cultivation realm's hagana technique should belong to the Zixu Immortal Sect, and the exquisite mechanism is used from home to household, but hagana is rarely circulated in the market, and it is difficult for Jiya to use it. Pulling out useful knowledge from his mind, staring at the twitching elite captain is really not professional.

"Being able to create Yan Jia that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, sneaked into the Mosha Hall secretly, and tampered with the Weeping Blood Juan, it must be extremely difficult to deal with the enemies of the Nether Pavilion." Ji Ya dragged his chin, "But those who are proficient in Yan Shu In the end, it is a minority, I wonder if Lord Lin has any clue about the origin of the enemy?"

"Maybe this is a good time for you to offer your ideas and achievements." Lin Cangming avoided answering.

"I'm just a vulgar person, and I really don't know how to use tricks." Ji Ya shook his head regretfully.

Lin Cangming used his sword to cut off the ribs that were in the way, and it was too delicate to do it again. He rubbed the blade of the sword against Ji Ya's clothes, put it back into the scabbard, put his hand directly into the pile of gears, and roughly opened the connecting pipe , the viscous red color kept overflowing, and gradually covered the back of the hand amidst the clicking sound of the stalled parts.

Ji Ya pinched Lin Cangming's sleeve with two fingers to prevent his cuff from being soaked by the bloody liquid.

Lin Cangming moved his arm: "Since you don't understand, why don't you just watch him?"

Ji Ya looked at the messy wounds in front of him, and Jing Rui's very real face, the same expression was repeated on his face, his eyelids blinked uncontrollably, stiff and out of tune words were coming out of his throat, and the corners of his mouth were twitching. into a weird smile.

"This face is a bit mentally polluted, and I can't move my eyes." Ji Ya took out a handkerchief in disgust, and covered Jing Rui's head.

He couldn't help but think of the car accident when he was in middle school. A truck full of steel rolled over. He jumped off the back seat of the bicycle at the same table and rolled to the green belt. On his back, for the first time, he saw the bones so vividly and intuitively.

His deskmate was finally rescued, but he never wanted to approach him again.

"Let go." Lin Cangming took out a red crystal core from a pile of bloody parts, and the tentacles beat like a heart. Without the core soul crystal, the elite finally became a soundless waste.

When he spoke, he glanced at Ji Ya, as if it was just a momentary hallucination, he saw the silent loneliness on this clever Ji Ya's face.

Ji Ya's little finger was stained with blood, and when he let go of Lin Cangming's cuff, he rubbed against the hem of his clothes, not on purpose, and when he realized it, he patted the folds of his sleeves awkwardly.

Lin Cangming: "..."

Lin Cangming said, "It's dirty anyway, I'll chop it off for you."

"I'm sorry I was wrong, it shouldn't be like this!" Ji Ya turned his hands behind his back to change the subject, pouted to signal the elite captain on the ground, "How will he deal with it?"

"Take it back to our gate and have someone investigate it." Lin Cangming directly put the elite captain into the Qiankun bag, carefully packed the Yanhunjing, and beckoned to Ji Ya.

Ji Ya moved closer and asked, "What?"

Lin Cangming folded the fire blunderbuss and buckled it back to the outside of his thigh as if nothing had happened, and grabbed Ji Ya's sleeve to wipe his hands.

Ji Ya: "..." Is it interesting to wipe back and forth?

Lin Cangming lowered his head slightly, carefully wiped off the blood between his fingers, and then warned with a gentle smile: "Young Master Ji, although I allow you to worship the Nether Pavilion, I still hope that you will remember your identity, and don't repeatedly offend and challenge my authority." patience."

Ji Ya pondered the meaning of Lin Cangming's words, and then remedied: "Then... I changed the sentence just now to 'What orders does Master Lin have?'"

Lin Cangming snorted softly, if someone else came across the secrets of the Nether Pavilion and was warned like this, he would be in constant panic, but he didn't see any fear in Ji Ya's eyes.

... an interesting man indeed.

"Follow me to the study." Lin Cangming wrapped his cloak around him and said.

Ji Ya then followed, and saw the hall master who had prepared his pen and ink in the study at the entrance of the hall.

"My lord, the contract documents are ready." The hall master stood up and bowed his head.

"Well, follow the rules." Lin Cangming leaned against the window with his arms folded.

Ji Ya always felt that the two of them were flirting with each other, and the hall master asked in a businesslike tone: "Your name and cultivation base, where are you from, and which sect did you join?"

"Under Ji Ya, in the later stage of the golden core, casual cultivation." Ji Ya circulated his spiritual power, and under the disguise of the jade pendant on his neck, he showed the level of cultivation that fit the rhetoric, and handed the token he just got to the hall master.

After the hall master checked, he looked at Lin Cangming.

"Let's sign." Lin Cangming lifted his chin slightly, and instructed Ji Ya to sign the contract on the table.

Ji Ya looked at the contract that was placed towards him very thoughtfully, and wrote to the Yanqiao Town branch hall of Youming Pavilion, with the signature of the hall master himself, the open space below should be reserved for him, and it can be concise.

Ji Ya picked up the brush, signed "Ji Ya" on the bottom, and then swiped his fingertips to condense a drop of blood on the paper. After signing two copies, the hall master shook one of them.

Lin Cangming looked at the Ji character, feeling unwell suddenly for some reason.

Is this the original word?

"Is that all right?" Ji Ya asked.

Then there was a crash, and the piece of paper in the hall master's hand seemed to have a built-in copier, and a stack of paper full of small letters fell from the back.

The hall master tidied up a stack of contracts and handed them to Ji Ya: "Keep it safe, the following are the specific terms of the contract, if you have any comments, you can raise them if you want."

Ji Ya: "..." Contract fraud!

Ji Ya took over the contract and flipped through it. There must have been about twenty pages. He said angrily, "Why didn't you show it to me just now!"

The hall master said indifferently: "I know the habits of you people, it's too long not to read."

The corners of Ji Ya's eyes twitched, and he looked back at Lin Cangming, Lin Cangming raised the corner of his mouth happily and said, "Youming Pavilion has always recruited newcomers like this."

"Bring the jade slips, leave a mark for easy contact." The hall master stretched out his hand to Ji Ya, "There is a spiritual field in the Youming Pavilion in the north of Luoyan Mountain. Two tenants left last month, and now there are three acres of land left unattended. It's in your name."

Ji Ya mechanically nodded.

"You are responsible for the maintenance and repair of the formation every day, pest control and weeding of the spiritual grain, fertilization and pesticide application, and six thousand catties of rice will be handed over in a month's time. Remember, it must be the spiritual field under your name. , if it’s not enough, it’s a breach of contract, and the Nether Pavilion will use your ashes to grow vegetables.” The hall master said coldly, “You can check the jade slips for the specific location, and the monthly salary of five middle-grade spirit stones will never be in arrears, so let’s go.”

Ji Ya pinched his newly bought jade slip, looked at Lin Cangming and said, "Then I'm leaving?"

"I'll see you off." Lin Cangming was in high spirits. He intentionally threw Ji Ya into the mountains to farm. Sure enough, seeing Ji Ya's sadness and depression, he was willing to spend more time to look at it again.

"Thank you, Master Lin." Ji Ya did not refuse, his spiritual sense penetrated into the jade slip, and skillfully rummaged through the location that the hall master passed on to him.

"Since the contract has been formally signed, is it too strange to call Lord Lin again?" Lin Cangming said with a smile.

Ji Ya wondered who threatened me not to offend just now, he and Lin Cangming walked side by side on the Qingshi Road in Yanqiao Town, the night sky is high and the sea of ​​stars is far away, and on both sides are orange lanterns that connect to the long river, soaked in the lamps, it seems that even the wind is Warm, he slapped his thigh with a flash of inspiration: "Then I won't be polite, Brother Ying?"

Ji Ya smiled sincerely, Lin Cangming's face turned black, but it was a pity that he was covered by a mask and couldn't see.

Ji Ya observed his words and deliberated, and then said carefully: "Then the head of Ying, the boss of Ying, the shopkeeper of Ying?...how is Master Ying?"

"Call the Lord!" Lin Cangming finally couldn't take it anymore, his brows and eyes were filled with anger, "I am the young master of the Nether Pavilion, you should call me the Lord."

"Ah~oh." Ji Ya covered his mouth with his sleeve in surprise, thinking that he had met the boss, he lowered his head in aggrieved way, his voice was trembling, as if he had suffered some humiliation, "Master... my lord .”

Lin Cangming got goosebumps from this playful tone, and suddenly felt like he was being forced into prostitution: "Pretentious, be careful I'll cut your tongue."

Ji Ya vainly bowed his hand to make amends, Lin Cangming walked a few steps faster, and kept a foot in front of Ji Ya, he stroked the ring quietly, the Weeping Blood Cuckoo was not poisoned by anyone, if he was lucky, he would be able to get a gift from the pavilion master when he returned. From his mouth, he asked the clues to the Lin family's extermination, and even the truth.

Perhaps because of hope, Lin Cangming's anger dissipated very quickly just now, he even flicked his cloak and lifted Ji Ya's collar, and led him straight to Beishan on a black mist-like flock of crows.

Ji Ya let Lin Cangming carry it without making a sound. This car was too villainous, and he was quite excited. The neat spiritual field on the low hillside was divided into blocks, and the streamer of the formation flickered faintly at night, and the waves of wheat sent out The refreshing breath of spiritual power is like wandering in the sea of ​​dark gold.

"Here we are, let's go down." Lin Cangming stopped above a small fenced courtyard, and as soon as he let go, the crows opened a hole in coordination.

Ji Ya grabbed it subconsciously, holding a smooth black feather, he adjusted his posture and landed steadily, and waved at Lin Cangming from a distance, his smile became shallower and shallower in the silence.

In front of the courtyard is his spiritual field, but it is out of place compared with other plots. Most of the spiritual grain rice planted has fallen down and is wilting. I don’t know if it can be rescued.

He casually dragged a bench under the fence, cleaned the ashes with the Jingchen formula and sat down, watched the rice fields under the moon quietly for a while, then took out the stack of contracts, and slammed it on the ground.

Ji Ya sighed sadly, what kind of script is this, he is here to practice immortality, he doesn't want to live as a commoner and farm!

How much that guy Lin Ying feared him, Ji Ya vented for a while, then picked up the contract and put it in the Qiankun bag, it is impossible to farm the land, and you can't cut the land, so you can only do things to maintain your life like this.

But we have to talk about it tomorrow. Tonight, we can only go to see the three rooms that are not bad. As a result, he just got up, and suddenly there was a needle-like pain in the depths of his brain, and his eyes were completely dark. He fell straight back into the courtyard.