After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

The two voices were indistinguishable, and they were so synchronized that Ji Shi felt a little headache. He stared at Yan Beigui, who had an unusual hairstyle, and his eyes narrowed subconsciously: "You don't know me?"

It seems that Ji Shi's tone at this moment is too much like a villain, this Yan Beigui, whose eyes lit up after seeing Ji Shi, flinched, and glanced at Jiang Yingliu who was standing aside.

Ji Shi's gaze also followed. Under the gazes of the two, Mr. Jiang showed a horrible expression, and explained to Ji Shi in a low voice: "We have confirmed it several times, and he is Yan Beigui."

Ji Yi: "Hehe."

"Although you are laughing, why do I feel so cold," Jiang Yingliu said inexplicably, "Well, anyway, I didn't lie to you. Although this person doesn't know you now, he didn't know me at the beginning, but he did yes."

Although Jiang Yingliu spoke in a low voice, she did not mean to avoid Yan Beigui.

That Yan Beigui stood up obediently because Ji Shi felt it was an eyesore, and asked, "Uncle Jiang, is this also someone I knew when I grew up?"

Jiang Yingliu stopped halfway through his explanation. He saw the horrified look in the eyes of the spiritual cultivator who had a close relationship with Yan Beigui beside him, and changed his next words into, "...as you can see, it looks like this .”

Ji Yi's expression instantly became scary.

"Hey, hey, don't scare the children," Jiang Yingliu said to Yan Beigui, and then hurriedly pulled Ji Shi out of the room.

In front of the wing room is a small yard, paved with square bluestones, with stone benches and tables shaped like waist drums. Jiang Yingliu closed the door of the wing room, and when she turned around, she found that Ji Shi was already sitting on the stone bench. Good to wait for him.

Lord Shanshen folded his hands on his chest, he didn't know that there was a rainy look between his eyebrows, and the expression on his handsome face, which was so gorgeous that he didn't look like a good person, was very scary.

His mood colored the surrounding atmosphere, Jiang Yingliu didn't dare to make a sound, and could only quietly sit down on the stone bench opposite Ji Shi like a thief.

As soon as Jiang Yingliu's butt touched the bench, Ji Shi threw him a lot of questions.

"How long has he been like this? Since when did he start? Did you see signs of improvement? Senior, have you seen it? Has the medicine man been here? Before he became like this, who did he contact..."

His questions seemed endless, Jiang Yingliu could only interrupt him.

Ji Shi who was interrupted was not angry, but his eyes clearly conveyed a meaning like Jiang Yingliu - if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation quickly, you will not want to live.

"This," Jiang Yingliu coughed twice, and said with a little weakness, "Please listen to me one by one."

If you want to trace the source, it is still a year ago that the membranes of heaven and earth were broken, and all the monks went to the nine heavens to meet the enemy's rear.

"... At the end of that battle, Haoran fought to the fullest and fell from the Nine Heavens. Fortunately, Fairy Fanyun helped him so that he didn't hit the ground directly."

"It's just exhaustion. Haoran didn't have any wounds on his body. After we fed him the elixir, we chose a spiritual acupoint on the Ming Terrace that was rich in spiritual energy, put him in it, and arranged for servants to guard it until he woke up. Unexpectedly, After waking up, Yan Haoran only has the memories of his nine-year-old childhood when he was a mortal."

"This year, he hasn't improved at all?" Ji Shi asked.

"We once wondered if he hit something when he fell from the sky and damaged his brain, but after careful inspection, we still didn't find anything."

While talking, Jiang Yingliu took out the tea set from the mustard bag to avoid embarrassment, and made tea for Ji Shi.

He put the teacup, which was as small as thin ice, in front of Ji Shi, and said, "Please."

Ji Yi took the teacup and raised his head instead of drinking it.

On the bright platform, Haoran's sword intent condensed into a phantom of the sword, hanging in the sky.

"Bring me the information about the battle in the Nine Heavens of Heaven, Earth, and Nine Heavens," Ji Shi said after a long silence, "I think you are usually very busy, so you won't stay here to take care of him, so call me the people who are close to Yan Beigui come over."

Even as an ally, it would be rude for Ji Shi to make such a request in such an orderly tone.

But Jiang Yingliu knew that Lord Chunshan of Dongling was Yan Beigui's sweetheart—almost everyone in the upper class of Sanren Dao didn't know this—if he made these requests as Yan Beigui's future Taoist companion, there would be no problem at all.

The entire Sanren Dao upper class felt a little guilty about the visiting Ji Shi—after all, not long ago, they were still at Yin Mei's place, trying to figure out what the so-called loan was under the guise that their head and Mr. Chunshan were acquaintances ——That's why there was so much chaos after receiving Ji Shi's invitation. Now, except for Jiang Yingliu, no one dared to show up in front of Ji Shi.

Jiang Yingliu brought Ji Shi a jade slip, and after Ji Shi repeatedly stated that he did not need to be accompanied, he could only leave.

Seeing him turning his head three times a step at a time, Ji Shi had to wonder if he had shown the idea of ​​directly smashing Yan Beigui to death on his face.

... No, no, smashing Yan Beigui to death now is not worth the loss.

Saying this to himself, Ji Shi on the bright platform began to read the contents of the jade slips with his spiritual sense, while Ji Shi in the Yin Yuyu opened his eyes and looked at the ghost who bowed his head and dared not speak.

The ghost trembled.

This ghost was not a monk before his death, but a high official in the mortal world. He died ten months ago. After entering the underworld, he did not reincarnate. Instead, he gradually improved himself by giving advice to the monk ghosts who were overwhelmed at the time. As a counselor, he deals with all the forces in the Underworld today.

Yes, all parties.

A few months after the fragments were closed, earthquakes, ground depressions, or landslides still occurred in Yin Yu from time to time. After Ji Shi woke up, these things never happened again.

This means that the law of the Yin domain has stabilized.

It also means that the work of ghosts and ghosts should start.

When Ji Shi himself retreated without leaving any instructions, the working environment in the underworld was very chaotic. Some ghosts wanted to go to the underworld, some ghosts wanted to reincarnate themselves to be reincarnated into a rich family, and some ghosts tried to learn who would be All the ghosts in Wuyou Township turned Jia Yushan into soul energy... In short, everyone has their own ideas, and among these basically different ideas, there is one thing that coincides with each other.

They don't want the Nether Lord to wake up.

Ji Shi has to thank Master Xuanhe Haoran. If it weren't for her to protect the law, Ji Shi might have been awakened by these people before his injury healed and his cultivation level had not been consolidated, and then he was killed while he was weak.

This high official ghost is the one that has been jumping the most in the past few months.

Ji Shi dropped the document presented to him by the ghost.

He glanced at the Qi on the ghost, and said, "Did you worship the aspect before you were alive?"

The ghost thought about it and replied: "The villain is not talented, and he was the leftist in Datai before he died."

"Oh," Ji Shi nodded. Anyway, he didn't know what kind of official Zuo Xiang was, let alone a mortal official would never care about him, "Zuo Xiang? A big official, right? So he was perfunctory the emperor. Are you skilled in this matter?"

The ghost was taken aback, "Why does Your Majesty say that?"

The Lord of the Netherworld, His Majesty, Ji Shi can bear this title, sitting on the throne in the palace built by the ghosts, Ji Shi said: "I wanted to talk nonsense to you, after all, I am so stupid that a mortal like you Not too often, but I have something to do now... let's go down."

"Wait... ah!"

What Ji Shi said was not to let the ghost retreat.

When he finished speaking, all the ghosts disappeared. Over the past month, Ji Shi, who has been slowly transforming the underworld, has slowly planned the places that the underworld should have according to the myths on the earth in his memory, such as mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Throwing the ghost directly into the sea of ​​flames, Ji Shi sighed, remembering the appearance of Yan Beigui he had seen in the incarnation outside his body, and set off to find the real person Xuanhe Haoran.

On the Ming Terrace, Ji Shi heard a strange noise, raised his head and looked back, and saw that Yan Beigui quietly opened the door a crack, poking his head to peek at Ji Shi.

Seeing Bai Mao's new hairstyle again, Ji Shi felt blind.

But that Yan Beigui obviously didn't think there was a problem with his hairstyle, and found that Ji Shi had noticed his peeking, he hesitated for a moment, then opened the door openly and walked out.

He looked around the small courtyard with his youthful vigor, and found that there was no one else except Ji Shi, so he sat down on the stone bench opposite Ji Shi, and then looked at Ji Shi who had been staring at him. A very bright smile.

Ji Yi's eyelashes trembled.

From the moment he saw Yan Beigui today, the person in front of him felt very strange to him, even if this guy who only had the memory of Yan Beigui at the age of nine had the same face as Yan Beigui, it was the same.

But at this moment, the smile on Yan Beigui's face was too familiar.

The familiarity made him tremble with fear.

"Excuse me," said Yan Beigui, "are you my friend too?"

Ji Shi didn't even hesitate, and said firmly: "No."

Yan Beigui's expression suddenly became very disappointed.

Ji Shi picked up another jade slip, and penetrated his spiritual sense, but he didn't focus on flipping through the jade slip.

He asked this Yan Beigui: "Do you know what your current situation is?"

"They said... I'm almost 120 years old, but looking in the mirror, although my hair is gray, I'm still the same as an adult in other respects." This Yan Beigui was not wary of Ji Shi at all, and his tone was also familiar with Ji Shi Yan Beigui is different, and it also belongs to the innocence and innocence unique to young people. I never imagined it."

Ji Shi shifted his gaze from the jade slip to Yan Beigui.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze again, and said lightly, "It's no big deal to kill the devil."

Yes, Yan Beigui is most famous for beheading demon puppets and Dao Yifeng Demon Cultivator, but Yan Beigui's most powerful place has never been this.

"Really? I don't quite understand," said Yan Beigui, "but are you really not my friend? I think you and I should have a good relationship."

Ji Yi raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

This Yan Beigui showed a brighter smile than before.

"Because I liked you very much the first time I saw you."