After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

The time agreed on the greeting card is to visit Mingtai one month later.

Yin Hao picked up the brush and wrote a few words—his handwriting was much better than Ji Shi's—then stopped, turned his head and asked Ji Shi: "What excuse?"

Ji Shi thought silently, why did this kid use the word excuse?

Why don't you explain why?

At the moment the two are in the front hall of the temple, Yin Hao is kneeling upright behind the table, while Ji Shi is leaning against the window frame.

Thick incense sticks were burning everywhere in the temple, and the flying incense approached Ji Shi's fingertips intimately, and mischievously transformed into various shapes.

Ji Shi stared at the incense for a while, and then said: "Yin Mei told me before that Sanren Dao seems to be willing to take out loans through the new loan plan opened by Yin's business, you wrote that I went to discuss this matter. "

"Oh." Yin Hao, who had been waiting for a long time, picked up the pen again, but he just touched the paper with the tip of the pen, and suddenly became dazed, and the ink smudged large marks on the white paper.

"Shangshen, if you and the Haoran Spiritual Man...doesn't the Yin Family Merchant belong to the two of you?"

click-

Ji Shi slammed his hands hard, and the window behind him shattered.

The incense roared around him for a moment, and then suddenly calmed down.

But the eyes he stared at Yin Hao were very cold, and the high priest who knew that he had said something wrong shrank his neck and lowered his head, pretending to be writing a greeting card seriously.

Ji Shi looked at those words, and for a moment, he wanted to tell Yin Hao that the sooner the writing time in the greeting card, the better, but he thought about it again, and suppressed this thought again.

There is no news about Yan Beigui, so it is not necessarily a sign of something wrong with him.

That white hair may be in seclusion, may be acting secretly for some reason, or may be too busy to even step out of Sanren Dao.

Ji Shi immediately found a good reason for Yan Beigui, although deep down, he was refuting these reasons one by one.

If Yan Beigui is in seclusion, at least there will be news of his seclusion. If Yan Beigui's whereabouts are hidden for some reason, then there should be more rumors about what Baimao is doing now. After all, Yan Beigui is not alone now, there are scattered people behind him If he wants to do something, Sanren Dao will definitely release news to cover him. As for reasons such as being too busy... When Yan Beigui established San Ren Dao, he had the time to pass letters to him with paper cranes. Now all the affairs of San Ren Dao are over. How come he doesn't even have the skill to fly a paper crane?

On this day, while Ji Shi was thinking, he folded the white paper in his hand into a paper crane absently, then disassembled the paper crane, and repeated the cycle.

More than 20 days have passed since the one-month appointment time, and Ji Yi, who is visiting Dongling as a tiger, is approaching the end of his journey.

The team is slowly moving forward.

There are about several hundred people in this team, most of them are from Chunshan, they are demon spirits who practice enlightenment and intelligence to transform into human bodies. Or wearing bright armor, there are those who open the way, those who hold cloth banners, those who hold lanterns, guards, those who play music, those who beat gongs and drums, all the way forward, it is very lively.

Accompanied by colorful spiritual birds, fairy flowers and exotic flowers are constantly scattered down.

These are not the most striking.

The most striking thing is that this group of people stepped on the clouds and walked in the wind.

There have been more and more human races in Dongling in recent years, and it’s not just the people who came here after hearing the news. After the collapse of the Daming Kingdom, there are really not many survivors who fled everywhere and can pass it on to the present—— There are more Taitai people looking forward to a stable life because of the war in the Central Plains.

The former commoners of Taitai should now be called refugees.

They took root among the mountains of Dongling, but the subtle influence brought from the Central Plains made them not care about the gods, nor did they believe in them. The gods of Dongling are mainly mountain gods, usually from the origin of demon spirits. He doesn't care about the human race, adding the two together, the proportion of incense that the subordinate gods get from the Tangling human race is so low that they can't bear to look directly at it.

This is the case when Ji Shi and his Damin are added.

Ji Shi's tour this time is to inspect the situation under his rule and reward and punish the gods, and the second is to show his power among the human race.

It is useless to talk to mortals about gods and gods. Miracles are the only way to make them believe in gods.

So this way, he led so many people, swaggeringly walked from the sky, causing countless mortals to kneel down along the way.

Although the amount of incense offered by these mortals is large, it tastes like clear soup with little water, but Ji Shi doesn't care about it, as long as he can plant the seeds of the concept of gods in the hearts of these mortals, it is enough.

Ji Shi is now in the carriage in the middle of the team.

The car was covered with thick blankets, and the blankets were randomly placed. Under the light of the pearl, soft silk pillows with dark patterns could be vaguely seen. You can only see people in the car, and the rest cannot be distinguished.

Ji Shi lay between the silk pillow and blanket, relying on the fact that others could not see him, his whole body softened into a puddle, exuding a decadent atmosphere.

Around him, there were countless sheets of white paper with ink characters written on it, as well as several folded paper cranes.

There are also several paper cranes flapping their wings and circling in the car.

Sitting in the corner, Yin Hao, wearing a feather crown and a fancy dress, picked up his teacup and took a sip silently.

... Although his belief in the God of God is unshakable under any circumstances, if the God of God collapses, he should pretend not to see it.

However, under Ji Shi's sigh, he wanted to pretend that he couldn't see, hear, or do it.

The priest's nature urged him to solve problems for his god, Yin Hao hesitated for a moment, glanced down, and saw a piece of paper that fell to his feet.

It was written on the paper: Baimao (smeared out by ink) Yan Haoran, (again a mass of black ink, because the area covered by the ink is too large, it is completely impossible to see what is crossed out) Your master wants me to ask you , why not send her a letter.

...You obviously want Haoran Spirit to send you a letter!

Yin Hao recalled that a year ago, he was taken to drink by Haoran Lingren. During the banquet, the white-haired man seemed to casually say something with cryptic meaning, but he could only respond tremblingly because of God’s order... Speaking of which, he He seemed to be drunk, and wondered if he had been tricked by Haoran Lingren.

The car stopped suddenly.

The white deer pulling the cart gave a long cry, and soon the sound of swords and swords clashing came along with the wind.

Neither of the two people in the car was surprised, and the sound of fighting soon subsided, and then the magic soldier reported, and the team moved on.

Ji Yi raised his head from the silk pillow.

"How many times is this?"

"To God," Yin Hao replied, "No. 18 times."

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The assassins who came to assassinate Ji Shi were all demon cultivators.

Usually it is a magic cultivator in the jade liquid stage, but once it is a magic cultivator in the golden core stage.

Ji Shi couldn't handle it, but he was very puzzled as to why he was being targeted by Moxiu.

"I'm not Yan Beigui, how could I be targeted by demon cultivators?"

he grumbled softly.

It is not unusual for Yan Beigui to be so targeted by the demon cultivators. After all, this white hair still has a bounty order for the head of the puppet Taoist, plus the countless demon heads he has beheaded, many demon cultivators are concerned about troublesome Yan Beigui. Very enthusiastic.

Compared with him, although Ji Shi formed an alliance with Immortal Dao, neither he nor his subordinates had any great friction with Mo Dao, and the wave after wave of demon cultivators who came here in the past few days proved that this is definitely not accidental event.

"Is there no news from your sister?"

"No."

After Yin Hao finished answering, he picked up the veil and looked out.

This is No.20 six days of mountain patrolling. The mountain patrolling team has reached the junction of Dongling and Central Plains, Donglin Mountain.

This place is Cao Lao's territory. Cao Lao is not only a senior of Shinto, but also has helped Ji Shi a lot these years. Since he has come here, he should go up the mountain to visit once.

Yin Hao went up the mountain with Ji Shi's greeting card, and soon returned to the car, followed by two little children.

Sitting in the car, Ji Shi looked at the two children through the light veil, and then he was sure that they were the boy in Tsing Yi and the boy in white.

"Master Peak Master retreated more than half a month ago."

"We can't see each other."

"Master Peak Master had something he wanted to give to Mr. Chunshan."

"Here, please accept it."

Each person in Tsing Yi and Bai Yi explained the matter clearly, and then offered a mustard seed bag.

It should be something like elixir. Ji Shi has no shortage of these now, and Cao Lao's kindness always makes him feel at a loss. He thinks for a moment, then nods and asks Yin Hao to accept it for him.

Saying goodbye to Tsing Yi and Bai Yi, the team did not change its direction to the west, leaving Donglin Mountain and setting foot on the land of the Central Plains.

The Central Plains was in constant war, and the frequency of Ji Shi's assassination increased from once a day to twice a day.

Fortunately, it's not patrolling the mountains now, everyone rides the clouds and rides the wind, thousands of miles a day, and they arrive at Mingtai in just a few days.

It was early morning when the team stopped, and Ji Shi got out of the car, dragging the corners of his robes, which became wet from the dew on the grass blades.

The morning sun has risen, and the crescent moon has not yet set. Ji Shi raised his head and looked up at the Mingtai. His spiritual sense sensed a sword intent hanging over the Mingtai, which lasted for a long time.

It is the sword intent of Haoran Sword.

Did Yan Beigui have any accidents?

When he frowned and thought this way, Mr. Jiang Ying Liujiang appeared in front of him in the form of rolling down the hillside.

This person should have come to pick up Ji Shi, if his face wasn't so panicked.

"Is it already November?" The playboy was still a little delirious, "Mr. Chunshan, why are you here?"

Ji Shi stared at him with no appearance at all, clothes like pickled vegetables and hair messed up like a chicken coop, silent for a moment, and said: "What's wrong with Sanren Dao?"

Before Jiang Yingliu could answer, he asked again: "What happened to Yan Beigui?"

Jiang Yingliu scratched her hair.

He seemed a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Yes, after all, you are Yan Beigui..." Jiang Yingliu swallowed the latter words because of Ji Shi's cold eyes, "There is no problem telling you about this."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, "Please follow me."

Ji Shi narrowed his eyes, shook his head at Yin Hao, and followed Jiang Yingliu up the mountain alone.

"Hao Ran's situation is really hard to tell," Jiang Yingliu explained in a low voice while leading him through the fence, flower wall, corridors and rows of carved beams and painted buildings, "We don't dare to casually explain the situation between the immortal way and the magic way. Looking for help, I heard that Fairy Xuanhe has not been reincarnated in the Yin Domain, you are the Lord of the Netherworld, can you ask that senior for us..."

Jiang Yingliu stopped in front of a wing and knocked on the door.

There was no response from the door, and Ji Shi's two eyebrows were deeply knit together. Seeing this situation, he pushed the door open and walked in.

He obviously frightened the people in the room.

The person who should be Yan Beigui looked back, he was still the same as a year ago, but it was very strange, his white hair was not tied into a ponytail, but tied into a bun, and at the same time, he looked at Ji Shi with a blank gaze.

"who are you?"

"who are you?"

Ji Yi and Yan Beigui said at the same time.