After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

"Then what about the others?" The middle-aged man on the chief seat, or the real lord of Feitian City, said coldly, "It took you so long to investigate this news, yet you haven't captured him by the way?"

The subordinate also knew that he hadn't done things well, so he said: "The subordinate heard the news and sent troops to Ji Sanchun's house immediately, but his house was already empty..."

"Then where is he going, have you checked?" Feitian City City Master frowned and asked.

The subordinate didn't speak again, so the Lord of Feitian City continued: "Where did this person come from, why did he make such a move, how he behaves, and whether he has relatives or friends in Feitian City, haven't you investigated these things?"

The city lord of Feitian City spoke very slowly at the beginning, and then started to speed up after three words. At the end, each word was poured out like red copper beans, and he could directly smash his group of incompetent subordinates to death.

The subordinates were also silent, and after a long while, the fake city lord who performed the worst stammered: "This season, Sanchun first appeared in front of people, and it was on Huangbang Street more than a month ago that I received the yellow card from you, the master. List."

The City Lord of Feitian City still has an impression of this incident, remembering that this yellow list was completed very well.

The false city lord continued: "You were very satisfied after the completion and praised him, so the villain summoned him on your behalf and gave him a little reward. At that time, he didn't find anything wrong. He only heard the rumors that after he got the reward, he continued Looking for a friend who has disappeared, the villain feels that his hatred for the master has arisen from this."

I'm afraid that Ji Sanchun's friend, like those missing monks, was captured by their people and locked in the underground secret room of the city lord's mansion. Together with other monk ghosts, he has already turned into...

The fake city lord pinched the small pouch containing soul energy in his sleeve pocket, but did not continue.

But everyone present thought of this possibility and fell silent for a while.

At the same time, another subordinate also stepped forward and said, "City Master, the amount of materials you requested has at least doubled in recent months. In order to complete the amount you requested, the subordinates may have been a little careless than before and missed some traces."

"Hehe," the city lord of Feitian City raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smirk, "I'm still to blame for this matter."

Being questioned by the master like this, the subordinates in the study suddenly fell silent.

They lowered their heads and exchanged glances with each other, all anxious.

"Those troublemakers are nothing to worry about," the city lord of Feitian City tapped on the table with his fingertips a little harder. He felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know where the uneasiness came from, so he could only think slowly one by one, " Even if it's for the sake of soul energy, they won't turn against me, but Ji Sanchun must not stay. With the power of Feitian City, I can't see this person for a day. I will use you to make up for the lack of materials recently. other……"

Before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, another person walked quickly outside the door. He didn't even knock on the door like the subordinate who reported before. He pushed the door open and ran in. The wheel rolled from the door all the way to the city lord's feet. If the city lord of Feitian city hadn't retracted his feet quickly, this person might have bumped into his knee.

Before the city lord of Feitian City got angry, the man was about to get up in embarrassment, but before he could get up, he saw the city lord in front of him, and immediately hugged the city lord's thigh, crying and howling.

"City Lord, someone posted your secret method on Huangbangzhu!"

The lord of Feitian City knocked on the desk hard with his fingers, and directly knocked out a dent on the table.

"That bitch Xuanhe!"

He said why he was upset!The bitch Xuanhe hasn't appeared for more than a month, but he forgot about the thing she stole.

The subordinate who hugged his thigh was still crying, "When this subordinate saw it, he immediately led people up to stop the group of monks, but the group of monks were like crazy demons, and even the subordinates were red-eyed by the atmosphere, wanting to Go up and compete for the secret recipe, City Master, it’s not that the subordinates don’t work hard, you haven’t seen that scene, really..."

"enough!"

The city lord of Feitian City kicked this useless subordinate away, feeling that he was about to be pissed off as a dead man.

The subordinate who was kicked flew himself off the wall, and silently mixed into the group of subordinates in the study who dared not speak. Just when he stood firm, someone around him gave this person a look, obviously wanting to ask for a secret recipe.

With everyone so distracted, how could they hide from the Lord of Feitian City who was sitting on the main seat, condescending.

The subordinates below who were still exchanging glances suddenly felt a chill down their backs.

They thought it was just the Lord of Feitian City glaring at them, so they lowered their heads one by one, so they missed the change of expression on the Lord of Feitian City's face.

The Lord of Feitian City tapped lightly on the table again with his fingertips.

This time the rattling sound is not as scary as before, but it is pleasant to the ears.

It's very pleasant, this is the last thought in the minds of the subordinates before their eyes go dark.

After a stick of incense, the false city lord pushed open the door of the study and smiled at the servants cleaning the yard.

The servant wondered how he got the eyes of the city lord today, so he smiled obsequiously and stepped forward to ask the city lord what he wanted him to do.

But after he took a step, the expression on his face froze suddenly, and his whole body began to tremble.

More people came out of the study.

They raised their legs with exactly the same movements, stepped forward, landed their feet, took another leg, and stepped out of the room.

Neat and quiet.

Then, these people raised the corners of their mouths at the same time, and showed the servant a smile that was exactly the same as that of the city lord just now.

"Ahhhh!"

Hundreds of years after his death had worn away the servant's instincts as a monk. He screamed and turned around to run, but as if being pulled by something, he stepped back step by step.

The real city lord also walked out of the study.

His fingertips trembled slightly rhythmically, and the smile on his face was unusually bright.

Coupled with his translucent, pearly pale beardless round face, and eyes that are not bright enough, if anyone can see this scene, they will probably be scared to death by such treacherous ghosts.

The servant failed to escape, and his back movement became more and more smooth, and finally stopped and stood still, with the same smile on his face as the others.

Ji Shi, who never thought that he would directly witness the scene of a ghost movie when he came here: "..."

The mountain god stood on the top of the wall, calmly thinking about whether he could come back later.

Naturally not.

Because the movement of him climbing the wall had alarmed the Lord of Feitian City, when the middle-aged man looked up, he saw Ji Shi standing awkwardly on the wall.

It's really a bad start, Ji Shi thought, he was discovered before he went in.

But he didn't express his thoughts on his face. Instead, he bowed his hands to the middle-aged man in front of him who seemed to be crazy, but what he said was not polite.

"I heard that in the magic puppet way, the puppet master who is really skilled can do thousands of puppets, no matter how good a hundred puppets are. Among the novice apprentices, talented ones can do ten puppets and ten faces, and the least talented disciples You will make all your puppets look the same, you have been dead for almost 1000 years, and this juggling skill has not improved, so I am not afraid of angering the patriarch."

The Lord of Feitian City squinted his eyes to hide the fierce light in his eyes.

"You are Ji Sanchun." The Lord of Feitian City said.

Ji Yi nodded: "This is my pseudonym."

The Lord of Feitian City was silent for a moment.

"What are you doing?"

"Kill you."

The city lord of Feitian City slowly looked at Ji Shi, his eyes swept over the corners of his cassock, trying to judge the origin of his master, and said: "Little friend, I am really very vigilant against the old man. In the underworld, you and I believe How is it different from a mortal womb, in the yang world you can still say that you are afraid of involving the master, in this yin domain where spells cannot be cast, you kill the old man, but you don't even want to say his name."

"Firstly, I'm not someone who would let others die in peace," Ji Shi said, "Secondly, I've heard of the magic puppet Taoist name manipulating puppets. I'm so stupid to tell the name You? Or are you too foolish to think that the enemy will tell you your name?"

Ji Shi paused, and then said: "As for the suppression of the law of the underworld... old man, since you named this place Feitian City, don't you want to continue to become a fairy? It will take 1000 years and there is no result? You die Did you not bring your brains when you walked together, not to mention that I just saw you using the puppet technique, and you think I didn't know that you can arouse spiritual energy like the sun... You really didn't bring your brains."

Ji Yi's words are correct.

The Lord of Feitian City never expected that the first person to see through his mind from the name of the city he gave was a person who came to kill him.

In the garden, the wind is bleak.

Ji Shi was still standing on the wall, condescendingly looking down at the Lord of Feitian City.

The Lord of Feitian City first said: "This old man's surname is Jia, his Taoist name is Yushan, and he was an outer disciple of the Demon Puppet Dao before his death. My little friend knows that you and I are as different as immortals, but you still dare to come to the door. You must be very brave. Your courage is commendable, and it will also refine you into a war puppet that is higher than other puppets."

Ji Shi spread his hands, "Actually, I want to say something more, you have been studying for nearly a thousand years before you can achieve results, and I did it in a month."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Faxiang of the majestic mountains unfolded above his head like a picture scroll, and eight golden swords flew out from the picture scroll, dancing around Ji Shi, and the swords screamed endlessly.

Ignoring Jia Yushan's distorted expression, Ji Shi grinned.

"Come on, dare to fight?"

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Worry-free Township couldn't hear the slightest movement from Feitian City.

From the outside of the city, Wuyou Township is brightly lit at all times, but there are actually no lights and candles inside.

Pavilions, towers and pavilions are illusions, only countless translucent figures crowded together, bound by formations and talismans, howling and crying, begging and promising, and numb with regret.

From time to time, ghosts were smashed into pieces by the invisible force, scattered into the formation that enveloped this bottomless pit-like city.

The talisman seals that were closely connected into lines were shimmering.

The silver light is shining like a galaxy.

However, above this galaxy, there is another layer of formation composed of fine and dense talismans.

More brilliant than the galaxy in the dark, this layer of formation is as dazzling golden as the sun, with a temperature that can burn everything, and the radiance it emits suppresses the galaxy into darkness.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifold..."

Inspired by this sun-like brilliance, many dazed ghosts regained their sanity a little bit. They tried their best to struggle out of the galaxy, and they only wanted to throw themselves into the light.

"The lower part is Heyue, and the upper part is the sun and stars..."

The golden talisman winds away like a line, and gradually merges with other golden lines.

At the end of the golden thread, a person staggers along.

Holding a strangely shaped long sword in both hands, he bent down to use the sword as a substitute for writing, and swiped the edge of the sword to carve a talisman.

Every time he took a step, he had to stop to catch his breath, but he was obviously exhausted to the extreme, and he never really stopped moving forward.

Hundreds of gold threads connected by talismans converged in front of him, and they were almost connected into several perfect circles.

The scholar ghost followed beside him.

Under the burning golden light, the faces of the scholar ghosts change from time to time, sometimes they are young girls, sometimes they are children, and sometimes they are old people.There was black smoke rising from the scholar ghost's head, and as the black smoke rose, the scholar ghost's body became thinner and thinner.

"Xinghe" suddenly wavered at this moment.

The scholar said ghostly: "Do it."

Yan Beigui, who carved the talisman seal, smiled, and said, "If Fellow Daoist Chun decides to do something, it's always very neat."

The scholar said ghostly: "The lord of Feitian City has never done more than what is on the surface? Are you not worried about your sweetheart?"

Yan Beigui engraved the last stroke of the talisman seal on his sword, and at the same time recited: "...you are called Haoran, and you are full of the sky."

With a single stroke, the entire formation shines brightly in an instant!

In the eyes of the scholar ghost, Yan Beigui's figure in the brilliance is so stalwart.

"There's nothing to worry about," Yan Beigui turned his head and said with a smile, "Since I'm in Wuyou Township, what else can the city lord use against Fellow Daoist Chun!"

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Excerpts from verses in this chapter: Wen Tianxiang in "Song of Righteousness"

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There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and manifolds are mixed.The lower part is Heyue, and the upper part is the sun star.Yu Ren said Haoran, Peihu said Cangming.

Huanglu is Qingyi, Hanhe Tuming court.Seeing the poor seasons, one by one will be green.In Qi Taishi Jian, in Jin Donghu pen.

In the Qin Zhang Liangzhui, in the Han Su Wu Festival.It is the head of General Yan and the blood of Ji Shi.It is Zhang Suiyang teeth and Yan Changshan tongue.

Or Liaodong hat, Qing Cao Li Bingxue.Or to show up as a teacher, the devil may cry heroically.Or for crossing the river, swallowing Hu Jie generously.

Or to attack the thief's wat, the head is broken upside down.It is the majestic gas, and the fierceness lasts forever.When it penetrates the sun and the moon, life and death are settled.

Earth dimension depends on standing, Tianzhu depends on respect.The three outlines are really fate, and morality is the root.Shou Yu Kan Yang Jiu, Li is really weak.

The Chu prisoner yinged his crown and sent the cart to the poor north.Ding Wok is as sweet as candy, and it is impossible to ask for it.The ghost fire in the yin room, the spring courtyard is closed and it is dark.

Niu Ji is the same soap, chickens are phoenix food.Once foggy and dew, it is divided into ditch and barren.So cold and heat again, a hundred scorpions will make their own way.

Alas, Juzhu Field, peace and happiness for me.How can there be him Miao Qiao, yin and yang cannot be a thief.Regarding this, looking up at the floating clouds and white.

Yoyo, my heart is sad, the sky is extremely hospitable.The days of the philosopher are long gone, and the punishment is in the past.The wind canopy shows books and reads, and the ancient roads illuminate the color.