After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

The fact that Yan Beigui is gay is not the point.

The point is Yan Beigui's attitude... Judging from the fact that Baimao is a man who likes men, isn't his attitude towards Ji Shi, who is a man, a bit too nice?

Those intimate actions, those words with words in them.

Ji Shi played back what happened to him and Yan Beigui after their reunion in Haicheng Dongtian and Yan Beigui's attitude towards him one by one. His face changed with the replay of the scene, from angry blushing to depressed purple, and from blue to the bottom of the pot black.

He turned his face sideways and looked at Yan Beigui who was listening to Jing Rong's story.

The handsome Taoist priest in Taoist robe noticed his gaze and turned his eyes. His side face was cut like a knife, his white hair hung down from his temples, his eyes were clear, and he was born with a righteous aura.

...In any case, it is impossible to tell that this person is a gay.

It can't be seen that this is a gay guy who seems to be pursuing Ji Shi.

Ji Shi's face turned from black at the bottom of the pot to blushing again. Of course, Ji Shi felt that it was because he was so angry that his blood surged up.

Well, it's fine as it is.

Noticing the change in his face, Yan Beigui tilted his head and looked puzzled. Ji Shi felt that if it was a reality show on Earth TV, it might put a row of question marks on Yan Beigui's forehead later.

The two looked at each other for a while.

Jing Rong on the side gritted his teeth and said, "Do you need to give you some time to be more passionate?"

Ji Shi was choked by his words, turned his eyes away from Yan Beigui, and ridiculed him as if he had vented his complex emotions: "Hehe, it's not you and Du Rufeng who are passionate?"

Jing Rong: "That cook and I are just enemies."

Ji Shi: "...What gave you this illusion?"

Stimulated by Ji Shi's complaints, Yan Beigui felt that Ji Shi's reaction was quite wrong, but he had no idea that his sexual orientation had been revealed by Xu Fanyun 800 years earlier. I discovered the intention of eating frogmen before, and I just waited to jump out of the pot.

... not at the moment.

Ji Shi tried his best to calm himself down, secretly calculating in his heart.

Yan Beigui is a person who does not look back until the south wall, splits the wall when he reaches the south wall and continues to walk. If he does not want to be entangled all the time in the future, how to cool down the relationship between the two of them must be meticulously handled.

For now, keeping your distance will suffice.

Ji Shi didn't realize that this excuse was justified at all, but it was still an excuse, completely shielding his heart from the shock at the fact that Yan Beigui might like him, and to the fact that I treat you as a brother(?) but you secretly want to sleep with me The feeling of betrayal, the fact that this matter must not be true, he is probably dreaming... and the subtle sweetness in the deepest part of my heart.

It seems that if you don't think about it, you can ignore it.

All kinds of thoughts in his mind were as turbulent as huge waves, but Ji Shi had already broken free from the initial shock and controlled himself. Although the expression on his face was cold and stiff, it was his usual expression. Yan Beigui looked over and over again, but found nothing Clue, suppressed the wonder in his heart, and continued to listen to Jing Rong's narration.

Jing Rong didn't know that the two people on the opposite side were absent-minded at the moment, and responded to Ji Shi's complaint: "I haven't even met that cook in these years, so there is no such thing as passion."

Then why did you kill like a lunatic just now?Ji Shi and Yan Beigui, who finally turned their attention to him, cursed in their hearts at the same time.

"Since there are no melon seeds, the truce agreement between me and that cook has been broken, so I will continue to hunt him down," Jing Rong said earnestly, saying something that ordinary people think is a bit funny, "not to mention that I have traveled all the way, and I am influenced by Baiwei God." The suffering people don’t know how many times, eradicating the evil gods was done by people of my generation. I have been following Du Rufeng’s traces in the Western Wilderness for more than a month, and fought dozens of vicious battles with evil gods, big and small. Not long ago, Spirit Sword told I, Du Rufeng, was at the place where you were just now, although my spiritual sense didn't sense it, because my true energy was not enough, I acted first, it was my fault, I'm sorry."

This man admits his mistakes, but he admits them cleanly.

Of course, Ji Shi felt that the love-to-hate madness of the fight just now couldn't be fooled. He believed that Jing Rong and Du Rufeng had nothing tricky before.

... Just like Jing Rong would never believe that there was nothing tricky between him and Yan Beigui.

"In eradicating the evil god, Pindao should help the little sword master," Yan Bei nodded and said, "If I see the whereabouts of Baiweishen, I will definitely notify you."

Jing Rong didn't speak.

His eyes were fixed on Ji Yi.

Ji Shi didn't realize it at first, but when he saw Jing Rong staring at him closely, he immediately figured out what the sword repairer with his brain on the sword was thinking, and satirized him: "Don't you think this god knows Where did Du Rufeng go?"

"Spiritual Sword will not bring me here for no reason," Jing Rong said, "And you are also a spiritual cultivator, and you have a criminal record."

Ever since the resentment of the Great God Tianyang came back to life under the banner of the Great God Tianyang, most mortals and even monks don’t know the difference between righteous gods and evil gods, and it’s the same in Jing Rong’s eyes. How did Ji Shi want to use Xiao Canglan to smash fake Tianyang to death? Jing Rong's last sentence mentioned the criminal record, which naturally refers to the fact that Ji Shi helped Du Rufeng escape in Donglin Mountain.

If Ji Shi's help was not counted, Du Rufeng would have been slapped to death by Elder Yuheng Dao Sun's palm long ago, but Ji Shi would not admit this, he spread his hands and said, "I don't He will protect the evil god, but I don't know where Du Rufeng is, if you want, stay here and see if you can find him."

The voice just fell.

The three of them suddenly turned their heads together and looked in the same direction.

The scorching sun was slightly tilted to the west, and on the undulating horizon, wind and sand stormed in, mixed with a bloody smell.

"what……"

Ji Yi's consciousness spread thousands of miles along the ground, but he hadn't touched the source that made them feel dangerous. Ji Yi closed his eyes, and opened them suddenly after a while.

"Monster tide?!"

"Xihuang should not have enough monsters to form a wave of monsters..."

"How do you know that?"

The last two questions came from Yan Beigui and Jing Rong respectively, and Ji Shi frowned and quickly explained: "I have a little manpower in Xihuang, I just sent this news to me, believe it or not, but the tide of monsters has arrived not far away……"

While speaking, even Jing Rong heard the booming sound from the west.

Although Yan Beigui was curious about how Xihuang managed to gather the number of monsters that could form a monster wave, he always believed in Ji Shi's words except for certain aspects, so he didn't pay attention to it. Boom on, but turn around.

Behind the three of them was a camp with hundreds of tents erected.

The three of them stood not far from the camp, and many mortals who were curious about the Shangxian pretended to be walking around in the camp, looking at them secretly.

Their eyes are as bright and clear as the blue sky in the Western Wilderness, and they are extremely vivid. It is conceivable that after the tide of monsters and beasts, how dead still these people's eyeballs will become.

"What do you want to do?" Ji Yi asked.

Yan Beigui thought for a moment, and said: "In the Western Wasteland, where monks gather, there are Wanxingbo, Tianshan, and Desolate Town. The Central Plains are in turmoil. Many casual cultivators left the Central Plains and came to these three places."

"This place is close to the extreme west, this camp should be the first camp to welcome the tide of monster beasts..."

Jing Rong, who had been listening to the approaching wave of monsters, said: "I have a golden order from the imperial court, which can be used to mobilize the mortal government. If you want to call people, I will give you this."

Ji Shi shook his head when he heard the words, and Yan Beigui did the same: "How long can mortal officers and soldiers hold back under the iron hooves of monsters, it's better to let the government preside over the evacuation of the people, and you go as a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Dao."

A dark shadow can already be seen on the horizon.

"Ordinary officers and soldiers have orders from their superiors, and they will not run away at the beginning," Ji Shi said to Yan Beigui, "You want the casual cultivators of Wanxingbo to come out to fight against the tide of monsters? I didn't say—"

"—Sanxiu cherishes his own life. Hearing the tide of monster beasts, he will immediately disperse. It's better to go to the garrison of the Three Immortals in Xihuang for help."

Jing Rong said.

He has also traveled away from the sect many times, and has some understanding of casual cultivators.

Yan Beigui shook his head, "Of course we need to ask the garrison for help, but in recent years, the power of the Three Immortals has shrunk to the Central Plains, and there are not many disciples left in the four places. The Three Immortals sent people from the Central Plains, and the time gap between them was enough for half of the mortals in Xihuang to die at the mouth of monsters."

Not to mention, the Three Immortals now have to deal with both demons and evil gods, and it is still unknown how many people they can spare.

Yan Beigui was not worried that the Three Immortals would not send people. As the representative of the Immortal Dao, it was the responsibility of the Three Immortals to protect the human race. For the past 1000 years, the Three Immortals have always performed this duty very well.

Yan Beigui didn't say these words, he thought for a while, and said: "I am also a casual cultivator, maybe I can persuade some people from Wanxingbo to help, although I don't know how much I can persuade, but at least I have to work hard Just do it."

Ji Yi snorted lightly.

The white hair of the Virgin Mary is almost shining.

"Then," Ji Shi dragged on the long end, sounding lazy, "One of you is going to inform the government and the Sanxianzong, and the other is going to talk to loose cultivators. I am the only one who stays here to fight against the tide of monsters and beasts. ?”

There was silence among the three of them.

Ji Shi is right, according to this distribution, the only person who will be left here alone is Ji Shi.

Ji Shi said again: "If I didn't know...cough cough, I thought Baimao you made up your mind to keep my life here."

From Ji Shi's words, Yan Beigui could hear the malice that had not been seen for a long time.

The white-haired Taoist had to be silent for a moment.

He stared at the person he admired, his eyes were full of the reflection of the person in front of him, and then, without saying a word, he took out the Haoran Sword and wanted to give it to Ji Shi.

Ji Shi pushed Cang Lan's first sword away.

Yan Beigui's body was stiff, as if it took a lot of effort to speak.

He said, "I...will be back soon."

The god in charge of the land smiled, and the smile was cold with a little other meaning.

"This place is just an incarnation outside the body. Who will you show the expression of a dead father? Could it be that you think I can't keep it here? Yan Beigui——"

Yan Beigui suddenly took a step forward, hugged Ji Shi, and lowered his head.

He pressed his lips to the lips of the man in his arms.

Jing Rong standing aside: "..."

Ji Shi violently pushed him away, and the sand dune under his feet turned into a huge palm following the will of the mountain god, and slammed Yan Beigui and Jing Rong into the air.

Angrily, he wiped his lips with his sleeve vigorously and shouted, "Get out!"

Yan Beigui, who was shot flying more than ten feet in an instant, almost vomited blood. He trembled and took a breath. Even Jing Rong, who was watching, could see that the white-haired Taoist looked dead when he was shot away, but fell back to the ground. Yan Beigui just turned his head stiffly, and exchanged a glance with Ji Shi who had not put his hands off his lips.

At that moment, it seemed as if the stars had moved, and thousands of years had passed.

Then the wind whipped up shiny gravel, blocking their view.

Yan Beigui turned his head abruptly: "I will ask Fellow Daoist Jingrong to inform the government about organizing the evacuation of the people and the Sanxianzong."

Jing Rong nodded, pointed his spirit sword towards the sky, and his whole body turned into a beam of sword light and fled away.

After him, without any hesitation, Yan Beigui pointed the blade of Haoran Sword in the direction of Wan Xingbo, pouring his true energy——

——Ji Shi raised his head, only seeing a distant sword light.

And the black shadow on the horizon is gradually approaching, the beasts are galloping, raising gunpowder smoke, the leading giant bird flaps its wings, and its bright red beak is like coagulated blood in the sunlight.