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

Ji Ya pouted at the sound of the door closing clearly, and took the jade slip to send a message to Lin Cangming to express his dissatisfaction.

"I've locked the door." Ji Ya murmured while clutching the handkerchief on his forehead.

The room next door was still silent, Ji Ya waited for a while before Lin Cangming replied "Go to bed early and have a good rest".

There was a bit of incomprehensible honesty in this standard of concern, Ji Ya smiled helplessly, pressed the jade slip under the table, closed his eyes and let his thoughts go blank.

When the passenger ship set sail, there was a faint sound of spiritual power flowing, and the voice of the crew telling the time gently spread through every cabin. Lin Cangming put down the jade slips and walked to the window. Outside the glazed window was the huge waves and the open sky. Slowly fall.

He leaned against the wall and looked at it for a while, the clouds had changed from gray and white to blue and purple sunset glow, the window sill was covered with a layer of sunset red, white birds skimmed over the shiny scaled sea, flapping their wings and flying away in front of the window.

Ji Ya probably fell asleep.Lin Cangming guessed on his own, went to the dining room on the boat, took a pot of herbal tea, and opened the door lightly.

He opened the bed curtain for Ji Ya, the window was like a painting scroll of gorgeous scenery, Ji Ya was lying on the bed peacefully, the sound of his slow breathing made people feel drowsy.

Lin Cangming sat quietly at the table, looked back at Ji Ya, raised his fingers to touch his lower lip, then moved away guiltily, propped his forehead and closed his eyes for a nap.

A cold silver moon was reflected in the sea at night, Ji Ya turned over, the handkerchief on his forehead fell off the bed, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he reached out to pick it up in a daze, he saw Lin Cangming.

"When is it?" Ji Ya was taken aback, yawned and sat up.

"The time has just passed." Lin Cangming answered him, poured a cup of tea and got up and handed it over.

Ji Ya took a sip from his teacup, vaguely recognized hawthorn and tangerine peel, smacked his lips and said, "Is there any news from Youming Pavilion?"

"You care about Youming Pavilion as soon as you wake up, you are really dedicated." Lin Cangming raised his eyebrows jokingly.

"Ask Nether Pavilion is a means, not an end. The purpose is still yours." Ji Ya rubbed his eyes and felt much better. He jumped out of bed to make a joke, put down his teacup and washed his face.

Lin Cangming waited for him to come out before saying: "The master of the pavilion has already sent someone to Muling Mountain. He is the master of the sect. I don't need to worry about what he does."

Ji Ya nodded, went to open the window, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew into the room, he turned his head and sneezed, and looked around while holding the window frame.

Lin Cangming couldn't help laughing, he raised his wrist lightly and threw a crow feather cloak to Ji Ya, the clear birdsong on the sea, the crackling sound of waves hitting the hull, the wind whistling through the window, countless sounds alternately in his ears After a flash, he stared at Ji Ya's back, but there was a kind of tranquility and ease in the deep sea.

"My lord, come and have a look!" Ji Ya suddenly waved his hands back and called Lin Cangming in a cheerful tone.

Lin Cangming's consciousness was picked up by this call. He followed Ji Ya's fingers and looked not far away. In a wave full of stars, the soaring air waves carried sparkling shards of light. What's the matter? The huge fish is splitting the sea surface, protruding its sharp dorsal fin like a knife in the turbulent sea water, and the sound like thunder is rolling.

"This is a bit of a koi." Ji Ya quickly framed a picture of a big fish coming out of the water, then pulled Lin Cangming to turn around and made up a picture of two people looking at fish with their shoulders crossed, and took the jade slip to Lin Cangming.

Lin Cangming thought for a while, and passed a copy of the book to Yun with a blank expression.

The light of the shadow cloud map suddenly lit up in the dark hall of Youming Pavilion, Yun Jishu squinted his eyes, and the fish leaped into the air, and the spray it spit out made a heart-shaped trajectory on the heads of Lin Cangming and Ji Ya.

Lin Cangming waited for a while but didn't see Yun sent the book to reply, and he felt that it was boring, so He Jiya called the crew to order some small dishes for supper. It took five days to travel from Southern Xinjiang to Sunken Realm, and there was still a lot of time to enjoy the scenery and chat. In the past two hours, the two rested separately, and the passenger ship was about to sail into the falling water area early in the morning of the third day, and the sound transmission reminding everyone to pay attention to safety sounded again.

The dark border of the falling water is like a huge door leading to a desperate situation. The sky is covered with tumbling dark clouds, and thunder light leaks out from time to time. The sea surface is as gloomy and heavy as an ink pool. There is a golden waterfall separated from the falling water.

Ji Ya stood at the window and closed the window under the voice transmission of the crew. A layer of enchantment slowly enveloped the outside of the boat. With the slight shaking, the bottom of the boat was raised a few feet, and it hung firmly above the water.

He and Lin Cangming played with the horror wind to decipher the illusion on the gloomy falling water. The unique ghost repair style of Silent Shadow Metropolis is very suitable for the gloom of falling water. The two worked together to break the illusion in the remaining three days, and got off the boat and embarked on the sinking There is still a bit of unfinished business in the land of the environment.

The doctor recommended by Mr. Yi was from Mianshan. They needed to transfer from Linyuan Palace to Tianyin City of Mianshan. It was already the sixth night when they arrived all the way non-stop.

Mt. Li is a school of music, with the most music repairs. The wind chimes on both sides of the flat street are intertwined into a long piece of elegant music. Thinking of his poor piano skills, Ji Ya can't help but feel that he is out of place with Tianyin City.

"By the way, has the investigation made any progress in the past few days?" Ji Ya stared at the roadside piano store and suddenly remembered something serious.

Lin Cangming didn't ask, he picked up the jade slip to see if there was any news about the book sent by Yun, and said after a while, "Let's go to the inn first."

Ji Ya saw that Lin Cangming wanted to check the road map on the side of the road, so he pressed his wrist and reminded him in a low voice: "I remember the road, just follow me, if you don't know the place, if you act like a stranger, be careful of being slaughtered." .”

Lin Cangming shook his head and laughed dumbly, letting Ji Ya drag him away: "You're going to see a doctor tomorrow, unexpectedly you're quite clear-headed."

"I'm amnesia but not dementia." Ji Ya rolled his eyes at him, and when he was really under the doctor's nose, he gave birth to a kind of unrestrained chic, "Xiao Ming, your social experience is not good enough, learn more from me."

"Are you so cautious when you first arrived in southern Xinjiang?" Lin Cangming asked curiously, "You learned it after suffering?"

"How could I be at a disadvantage." Ji Ya snorted as a matter of course, "I have never been in any dangerous environment, and I couldn't fly at that time..."

Lin Cangming didn't hear what he said in a soft voice, moved his finger suspiciously, and directly swept across Ji Ya's palm, Ji Ya blinked and laughed, and took advantage of the opportunity to hold his fingers together.

"Relax, your outfit is very magical." Ji Ya joked, shaking Lin Cangming's arm.

"...don't mess around in public." Lin Cangming struggled uncomfortably and pulled his hand away, coughing dryly. Sunken Realm and Southern Border are indeed more comfortable. Even a literary school like Mishan would not be concerned with masks. The suspicious figure in the cloak cast a scrutinizing glance.

Ji Ya had no choice but to take out his folding fan in regret, and the two went to rest at the inn they had booked. Lin Cangming went to make a pot of tea. As the Patriarch, he didn't need to look at anything else to know that Yan Yucheng hadn't escaped yet, and the puppet master's defense would probably be strengthened again after this mess.

"Yan Yucheng's positioning is indeed true." Lin Cangming put the tea tray on the table, with a dignified voice, and turned the cloud map projected by the jade slip to Ji Ya's side, "The news from the pavilion master."

While pouring tea, Ji Ya stared at the slightly dazzling picture in mid-air, mechanically filled a cup, and only when some hot water spilled did he remember to stop.

"This is...another vertical life tower?"

Ji Ya asked a question in surprise, the setting sun pierced through the dense branches and leaves of Muling Mountain, and was cut into scattered spots of light. At the end of the picture stood a majestic volcano, countless circling tracks on the mountain wall, and cable cars of different heights. Back and forth, Yanjia puppets shuttled in an orderly manner in the complex corridors at the foot of the mountain. Black and red flames flowed down from the mountain pass, silently playing a vast and magnificent reverberation. Built on top of a volcano, the pitch-black smoke screen spreads around, as if only this mountain is in a treacherous and heroic purgatory.

"The Zongsheng tower built by the mountain is probably not as simple as any other school." Lin Cangming took a sip of bitter hot tea, "Although Mo Shatang arranged for the pioneer to pass through the barrier silently , I saw the whole picture of the puppet master's base, but with the power that this volcano can provide to the soul crystal, it is absolutely difficult to capture it easily."

Ji Ya was silent for a moment, and suggested: "If a master of the art formation is deployed in the distance, blowing up the veins connected to the volcano, causing the spiritual power to form a turbulent explosion in a short period of time, and directly cause the mountains within a hundred miles to collapse and the earth to shatter. Can the puppet master alone calm down an erupting volcano?"

Lin Cangming twitched the corners of his mouth, hesitated to speak, put down his teacup and sighed: "If the puppet master is a master of extremely cold spiritual power like Emperor Zun of Linyuan Palace, maybe it can... The main reason is that we can't do such a thing. If you make a big move, Muling Mountain is covered with elixir, rare and rare beasts as numerous as stars, and the Zongsheng Pagoda is located in the middle, if it is destroyed by any means, it will also affect the realm of cultivation."

"It's true." Ji Ya rested his chin and thought hard about the way to protect the environment, "But since he was built in the middle of the boundary, why don't we drag the cultivation realm into it? The four immortal sects are also idle, and send them a punishment Wouldn't it be nice to let them play forwards if they had a good chance?"

Lin Cangming let out a long breath, shook his head and said, "There will be endless troubles."

"It seems to be right." Ji Ya knocked on the table annoyedly, "The Lin family is also a respectable family. If the cultivation realm knew your identity, it would definitely make a big fuss. How could you allow yourself to degenerate and become the young master of the Southern Xinjiang evil sect? Lord, I'm afraid you will embarrass the Nether Pavilion... Does the Pavilion Master have any plans?"

"The volcano is surrounded by organs and traps. At present, we can only observe calmly before making any plans." Lin Cangming suppressed a trace of unwillingness in his heart, and closed his eyes. "Go to rest early, and I have to go to the medical center tomorrow."

Just a picture of setting the shadow technique can't come up with a complete plan, so Ji Ya can only get up and wash up first, and put this matter aside for the time being.

The next morning, the two of them went straight to the teahouse they had made an appointment with the doctor. Mr. Yi's recommendation letter was still very important. Ji Ya took a deep breath in front of the private room in the backyard of the teahouse. The smell of green bamboo in the courtyard was refreshing. Knock on the door, and then hear a slightly immature and crisp answer.

"come in."

"Excuse me, Mr. Jiang Hailiu, I have known you for a long time."

Ji Ya bowed his hands politely, the doctor sitting in the room looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a calm gray clothes, the old god was on the ground using the cup lid to shake off the tea stems, Ji Ya and Lin Cangming were also well-informed , did not issue any surprises.

"Which one is Ji Ya?" Jiang Hailiu asked with a stern face, "Boy Yi didn't even give me a diagnosis. I will definitely not sell his medicine at a discount next time."

Ji Ya stared at his slightly baby-fat face, and wanted to laugh with his solemn and serious tone. He had no professional training, and the corners of his mouth curled up, and he suppressed it desperately: "I am, I'm sorry, Mr. Yi was killed by someone. Fortunately, there was no danger to his life, and I am also very sorry about this matter."

Jiang Hailiu squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Ya, then pointed to the opposite side: "Sit down, what's wrong with you, let me tell you first."

Ji Ya: "..." What a rude attitude.

"Standing there. In principle, the old man does not allow outsiders to be present." Jiang Hailiu looked up at Lin Cangming, "What's the relationship between you? If you are friends, you can go out and have a blast."

Ji Ya suddenly became nervous for no reason. Jiang Hailiu seemed unreliable, but when he thought about it carefully, there was something special about the master. He was worried that he would reveal something that did not belong to this world, so he blurted out: "We are friend……"

"Taoist." Lin Cangming took a step forward and pressed Ji Ya's shoulder, and asked him flatly, "Do you still need a hair dryer?"

"Forget it." Jiang Hailiu turned his head and spat, "This kind of person usually can't calm down even after going out for a wind."

Ji Ya's heart trembled slightly, he held Lin Cangming's hand and patted it, and didn't speak any more.

"What do you see, sir?" Lin Cangming asked with a frown.

Jiang Hailiu's gray-blue eyes lit up for a moment, then he pointed to his temples and smiled slowly: "Is his name really Ji Ya? Be honest with the doctor, so that I won't leave the craniotomy in my mind carelessly." inside."

The author has something to say: Ji Ya: I'm scared, I'm not sick, I don't have amnesia, let me go back to work!

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