After being dressed as the evil god

When Niacher was happy enough to come back to his senses, he noticed the white-clothed god beside the old turtle.

The little otter who was sobbing in his dream had arrived in his arms at some point, his two front paws were tightly grabbing the sleeve of the god, and the fabric was wrinkled. The god slowly stroked the back of the little otter, drooping His brows and eyes look compassionate and gentle.

"This is..." Niu'er couldn't help lowering his voice, and asked quietly while tugging on the old turtle's arm.

"This..." The old turtle suddenly paused, he still didn't know what to call this god.

"My name is Lichi." The god's voice sounded.

"This Lichi Shangshen is a friend of the Shenjun." Lao Gui continued, "It was the Shangshen who saved me."

"Is the Shenjun's mansion okay?" Ni Qianer said happily.

"That," the old turtle said slowly, "that's not the mansion of a god."

"Isn't it the mansion of the god? What about the mansion of the god?" Ni Qianer asked.

"Do you want to see the real Huaishui Palace?" Li Chi suddenly looked at him and asked.

Ni Qian'er was a little timid, and asked kindly, "Is that okay?"

"Naturally." Li Chi raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly, "I also came here for the treasury of the Huaishui Lord's Mansion."

"Oh... ah?!" Ni Qianer suddenly widened his eyes.

Li Chi laughed, swung his sleeves, and disappeared with the old turtle, the loach and the little otter.

When Niqiuer regained his composure, they had already arrived at another section of the Huai River.Ni Qian'er took the old turtle's arm and whispered nervously: "He, he..."

The old turtle patted his head, looking very calm.The god beside him was stepping on the river, his windbreaker with wide sleeves fluttering in the waves, just like when he saw the god first appearing, he was looking coldly at the greedy and angry monks below, but at that time the god looked lonely and indifferent At this time, the gods smiled lightly and jokingly, just teasing the loach.

The old turtle still remembered the tenderness and compassion with which the gods lowered their brows when they caressed the little otter in his arms.

This is a very good god.

The god held the little otter in his left hand, and pinched a tactic with the tip of his right finger.The great river was surging, the waves splashed the snow, and a drop of water splashed out, but did not fall back into the river again.It flew down to the fingertips of Lichi, crystal clear in the sunlight.

"This is the Huaishui Lord's Mansion." Li Chi said.

Loach grabbed the old turtle's arm and looked over curiously.

"Trees are hidden in the forest, and water is hidden in the sea. The Tangtang River, Huaishui Junfu can be any drop of water." Li Chi lifted his finger, and the drop of water rolled into his palm. Among the drops of water, there seemed to be a magnificent mansion, and in a flash, it seemed to disappear again.

Li Chi turned over his palm and collected the water drops.

Ni Qianer nervously tugged at the old turtle: "Grandpa Turtle, he..." He took away the mansion of the god!Is that drop of water the Huaishui Monarch's Mansion?

Li Chi looked down at him and smiled: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet the Huai Shui Shenjun."

With the long sleeves supporting the wind, the fog billowed up, and after one step, the shadows of bamboo branches gradually appeared in the receding clouds.

In the center of the ground paved with bluestone slabs, the mouth of the Bagua well is soaked with cool water vapor, and a swimming dragon condenses out of the water vapor, with its body bowed.

The old turtle raised his head, and vaguely saw the Dragon Lord who was leaning on the waves and stepping on the river back then. Ni Qianer hid half of his body behind the old turtle, both surprised and admired.

"God is this?" Meng Huai asked.

Li Chi flicked his robe, sat down cross-legged in front of the well, and threw the drop of water into the well: "I have already taken away the half-fu treasury. There are other news attached to this trip - more than a month ago, the Huai River downstream At the junction of the two kingdoms of Liang and Sui, the Huaishui Monarch's Mansion was born."

You Long suddenly gave birth to a serious evil spirit, he knew that the "Huaishui Lord's Mansion" that was born could never be his mansion: "Who is using my name to make trouble?"

"Don't worry, Lord God." Li Chi rubbed his right hand on the lines along the well, and said slowly, "The image of the mansion is very real. After hearing that the Huaishui Lord's mansion was besieged, your old troops came here one after another to protect Huai River. The Water Lord's Mansion has clashed with those monks."

The evil aura on You Long's body became heavier, and the wind in the bamboo forest was no longer shaken by his heavy power.

"That's a mirage, and it used to be a subordinate of the god."

The little otter suddenly whimpered, its eyes were still closed, its limbs struggled and swayed, as if it had been a nightmare.Li Chi stopped talking, raised his right hand and stroked the little otter's back.The little otter calmed down again, his front paws tightly hugged his arm, and fell asleep again.

"He was refined into Gu." Li Chi continued.He put his right hand back on the edge of the well, tracing the lines on the edge of the well with his fingertips.

Meng Huai listened silently without saying a word, as if he had already guessed.

Li Chi continued to narrate unhurriedly, until the mirage disappeared and the water tribes left. He raised his right hand from the edge of the well, stretched his arm and flicked his sleeve, and the cuff of his sleeve was like a cloud, stirring up a few bamboo leaves on the ground. It landed at the feet of the old turtle who had been standing quietly behind him.

"The entrustment of the gods has been completed." Li Chi said.

Inoue's seal had been adjusted, Meng Huai sighed, this Shangshen didn't say anything, just told a story, but how could he not open his mouth after listening to the story?

He looked at Old Gui: "You are not my subordinate, why did you ruin your foundation?"

Niqier was startled, and looked up at Grandpa Turtle.

The old turtle was very peaceful. When he was seriously injured, he forcibly raised his energy to shake the tortoise shell. Although he was rescued by Li Chi, he also destroyed the foundation of his cultivation. In the future, his cultivation could no longer increase, and he might even retreat gradually.But the sound of the zither made him see a higher and deeper way, and he broke through to a new realm of practice. Even if his cultivation base stays here and cannot go up, he is already very content.

"Shenjun saved me more than 3000 years ago and taught me the practice method. There is no such thing as the gods of the past, and there is no old turtle today."

"Stupid!" Meng Huai couldn't help scolding.

The old turtle grinned.

A drop of golden-red water suddenly shot out from the well, submerged into the old turtle and disappeared.

The old turtle suddenly widened his eyes.He felt that the ruined foundation was being rebuilt, and that mighty force swallowed up his original broken foundation forcefully, and then rebuilt a stronger and wider foundation. This is... this is... A drop of dragon blood!

The power of the dragon's blood fell silent after initially rebuilding the foundation of the old turtle, and it took a long time to gradually digest the remaining power.

"Shenjun..." Old Gui's lips trembled twice.He is just an ordinary water turtle who was lucky enough to develop his spiritual intelligence. Relying on his long lifespan, he has accumulated bit by bit and practiced step by step until now. But no matter how solid his foundation is, how can he compare with it? The root of the dragon vein?

"Whispering." Meng Huai said impatiently.

The old turtle snapped his mouth shut, and stared brightly at the Youlong on the mouth of the well, which was condensed by water vapor.

Li Chi smiled: "It's over here, I should go back."

"Shangshen stays for a while," Meng Huai said, "Aren't you going to take them away?"

Li Chi raised his eyebrows: "Won't God keep them?"

Both Lao Gui and Ni Qian'er looked up at You Long with anticipation.

Meng Huai had a headache and said, "Why should I keep them? Go! Go!"

"They came for the sake of the god, does the god ignore it?" Li Chi laughed.

Meng Huai sighed: "What does God want to know?"

If you want to tell him what happened on this trip, you just need to make a formula and throw the scene at that time into the well. However, Li Chi told him slowly, obviously not because he had the leisure to talk to him.

Li Chi turned to Old Gui and asked, "Have you written down the appearance and breath of those people?"

The old turtle nodded: "I remember everything."

"Before the power of the dragon's blood is digested, you should stay with me for a while. Maybe later, there will be a chance to follow the god." Li Chi smiled slightly, and then flicked his sleeves.

Ni Qianer only felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if he was covered by clouds for a moment, and when he saw clearly again, he had already stood in front of a quiet mansion.He felt the heavy weight on his arms, and looked down, the little otter came to his arms again at some point, surrounded by a gentle divine power, and was sleeping soundly.

"Grandpa Turtle?" Niu'er turned his head to look at the old turtle next to him. Things happened so fast, he only felt that he was in a fog, and he didn't quite understand what happened, so he was sent here.

"It's okay, this should be the residence of the God of Lichi." Old Gui said, "Let's knock on the door first and go in."

He could probably see that there was a secret in the matter of the mirage, and the god probably knew something, but he didn't say anything.Lichi Shangshen wanted to know, so he used them as a huatou to ask Shenjun.Although Shenjun looked helpless, he was not unhappy. Presumably what Lichi Shangshen wanted to ask was not something unspeakable, but they were not suitable to know, so they were sent here.

Probably, this is how the gods get along with friends, right?

……

Huai Shui Shenjun didn't think so.

The god on the opposite side looks gentle on the surface, but that is only when he is willing to do so. His eyes are too sharp, and it is very comfortable to get along with when he is willing to see through without telling the truth, but when he wants to know something... …

"The one who made the mirage into Gu has the same power as the one who made the dream-eating tapir? They are the ones God wants to know, right?" Meng Huai said.

"Their auras have the same part." Li Chi said, "12 years ago, the Xuanqing religion didn't look like this."

"Xuanqingjiao...Xuanqingjiao..." Meng Huai sighed in the first half of the sentence, and turned into a sneer in the second half, "Are they worthy of inheriting this name?"

"Xuanqingjiao 12 years ago was indeed not like this, but after the catastrophe 12 years ago, Xuanqingjiao had been... completely destroyed." Meng Huai said slowly, as if he had fallen into a trap. memories.

"12 years ago, there was a sudden crack in the sky and the earth. The sound was more ear-splitting than thunder and more shocking than a tsunami. All the creatures in the world heard the crack, and everyone who heard the sound The crackling creatures felt great panic in their hearts, as if some irresistible disaster was about to strike."

"That hunch was right."

"The cracking sound is the loud noise produced when Tianzhu Mountain collapsed. Tianzhu Mountain, the peak of the sunrise, the source of the earth's veins, the pillar of the sky... No one would have imagined that Tianzhu Mountain will collapse one day The upper half of the broken Tianzhu Mountain fell westward, breaking a third of the earth, and the sea water roared and rolled, carrying the broken Tianzhu Mountain and one third of the earth, falling westward into the boundless abyss .”

"But at that time, I didn't know what happened. I only saw that after that crack, the sun star suddenly went out."

"There was a riot of inspiration in the world, and almost no practitioners could use a spell normally. At that time, everyone was running for their lives, but they didn't know where to run for their lives. The source of the earth's veins was broken, and the earth was shaking endlessly; the pillar of the sky was broken. The sky is turbulent; the top of the sunrise is broken, and the sky and the earth are darkened. There are powerful beings fighting between the sky and the earth. I can feel it, but I can’t see it clearly. A god has fallen, and the mourning of the sky and the earth is hidden. In the inspiration of the riot. Gradually, even I couldn’t tell whether those sudden rains of fire and violent winds were the catastrophe caused by the riot, the aftermath of the fight between the mighty, or the fall of the gods. The heavens and the earth wept bitterly."

"Compared to that catastrophe, the current weird catastrophe is nothing more than a little splash when the stone rolled into the water. After that catastrophe..." Jing Zhong was silent for a moment, "I don't know how many alien species have been exterminated, how many The forces collapsed, and many inheritances were cut off. Xuanqingjiao was just one of them. At the end of the catastrophe, there were still their figures on the earth, but not long after that, they disappeared completely. Some of the characters who survived disappeared one by one."

"In the following many years, there have been many forces named 'Xuanqing', but they have nothing to do with the original Xuanqing sect, they just have similar names. But the current Xuanqing sect has indeed come from There are some things inherited from the Xuanqing religion in the ancient times."

The thick fog engulfed the entire bamboo forest, and Meng Huai's voice lingered in the fog: "In ancient times there was a strange beast named Yi, with red skin and no hair, and it liked to steal the animal's fur to cover it."

"The so-called 'Xuan Puritanism' only appeared within ten thousand years. They are like 猔. They dug up some remnants of Xuanqingjiao from nowhere, and put the name of Xuanqingjiao on themselves. Because of this, they really have a connection with the ancient Xuan Puritanism, but their actions..." Meng Huai snorted in disgust.

Meng Huai still had some things that he didn't say, but Li Chi didn't ask again, he guessed what Meng Huai didn't say.

The patriarch of Chi Zhenzi retreated due to the huge loss in order to predict the half ray of breath from the dream-eating tapir. Now behind this Xuanqing religion, there are powerful people who are planning.The person behind it did not re-form a force, but brought out the long-extinct Xuanqingjiao, and it must be to use this connection to do something.

The Xuanqing religion has been destroyed for nearly 12 years. All relics and objects should have disappeared under the scouring of time, but some people were able to find the things left by the Xuanqing religion.Maybe he didn't find it at all, but when Xuanqingjiao fell, that person had already preserved what he wanted, so that now, he could use the name of Xuanqingjiao to change his skin.

Maybe even the complete downfall of Xuanqingjiao was caused by that person.No matter what kind of struggle they went through, the demise of Xuanqingjiao was inevitable. After all, in the catastrophe 12 years ago, the gods they enshrined had already fallen.

Falling, waking up, time travelling, resurrection... The memory he has the most now is what he got from his dreams, the memory of the gods trying to build the underworld 12 years ago.As for before time travel... He probably only remembered that he could eat at that time.

Li Chi closed his eyes halfway, with a calm expression on his face, but he suddenly thought of the figure in the ink robe holding the pen...

"God." Meng Huai suddenly called out.

Li Chi looked up into the well.

"During the catastrophe 12 years ago, after witnessing the fall of countless monks stronger than me, even if the Great Heavenly Lord established a divine court, I thought this world would come to an end. It's like a huge rock on the top of a mountain , the mountain has become thinner and steeper, and the stone will eventually roll down. Even if someone pushes it, how long can it last?"

"But perhaps, mountains can also be rebuilt."

Li Chi glanced at the well: "It seems that I will escape from the well, so Shenjun is in a good mood today."

Meng Huai understood this reminder, he had already said a little too much.

but……

"Maybe it's because of today." He replied vaguely.

Li Chi didn't say anything else, and after taking another look at the water cementing the well, he walked out of the bamboo forest.

After the god left, Meng Huai was slightly lost in thought.

Sometimes there is nothing wrong with talking a little more.

……

When Lichi came out of the bamboo forest, a gust of evening wind blew by, making the leaves rustle and the coolness like water.

He didn't easily cross thousands of miles with magic like when he came here, but walked out step by step like ordinary people.

There are still traces of the strange catastrophe of the past few months in Shuigu Town, but the town is still there, and people can still live, but the clothes on their bodies have been changed to thick ones, and the small stall selling tea soup has been replaced by baked potatoes.The believers who had just come out of the Earth Temple wore amulets, and their uneasy expressions were replaced by reassurance.Where they can't see, the gods walk in the air, watching the town.

The incense condensed by the power of wishes rises upwards, connecting people and gods into one body, and jointly building this Shuigu Town.

Li Chi raised his hand and twisted it from the void, many incense sticks wrapped around his fingertips, and some of these incense sticks were praying to him.Since the incident of the Nightmare Tapir, there have been his followers in Shuigu Town, just like they enshrined the Great Heavenly Venerable, they are respectful and sincere enough, but not deeply devout.

It's like people still feel more kind to the person who lights a stove for themselves than to thank the sun in the sky.

Li Chi twirled those prayers with a smile, besides those in Shuigu Town, there were also people from Liquan Village and other nearby villages. They either heard about his fame from Shuigu Town, or they lived after three days of bitter rain. Villages benefiting from the dredging of water veins by whitebait.There are also some from the wild beasts that have just opened their minds in the remaining veins of Daqing Mountain, and... from Dingjia Village and other villages along the Jiuqu River?

He didn't leave his name there.Li Chi was waiting to see the cause and effect, suddenly stopped and looked under the roadside tree.

A woman was waiting there. She was wearing a black dress, and she looked exactly like the Goddess of Medicine in the Yun family pharmacy, but even without a black dress, it would be difficult for anyone who was a little familiar with Mochizuki to mistake them.

"Suoyue." Li Chi said.The last time I saw Shuoyue, she was hugged by Mochiyue before she could take shape.

Shuo Yue seemed a little nervous, the kind of nervousness that only made up her mind to do something.Mochizuki is also often nervous. Her nervousness is always accompanied by shyness. It is a kind of shyness that she is afraid of not doing well or not knowing what to do. But Shuoyue is different. She knows what she wants to do, but Nervous about the uncertain consequences.

Instead of hesitating, she seemed determined.

"Shangshen." Shuoyue let out a small breath, "I once had a dream of a dream-eating tapir, which was hidden in the depths of a survivor's dream in Taiwu County. Only dream beasts can trigger it."

She opened her hand, and there was a small dream in her palm: "This is a multi-layered dream. I was controlled by Feiying at that time. I was afraid of being discovered by him, so I only saw the first floor. After I came back, I hesitated for a long time. , and did not dare to look at the remaining layers of dreams."

Shuo Yue's mentality is easy to understand.When the ability is insufficient, some things are the safest not to know.She has been honed by Feiying for 600 years, and her practice has been delayed until now. Although Mochizuki has cultivated into a demon god, she is only good at medicine.The dreams of nightmare-eating tapirs can't play much role in their hands, and instead become a hot potato, but it's different in the hands of other appropriate people.

During the period when she just escaped from Feiying's means, she hadn't really trusted Lichi, so she didn't say anything.But in the months since, she has observed a lot.She is a Shinto practitioner who takes dreams as her priesthood. She is best at dreaming, and in dreams, it is very difficult to lie.Although she cannot enter the dreams of people in Li's house, she can learn a lot from other mortals.

And it was Ding Qin who really made Shuo Yue make up her mind.The envoys rise and fall with the gods, share the glory and disgrace, and what the envoys do must be the will of the gods. Otherwise, if they are rejected by the gods, the practice of the envoys will almost be useless.

Shuoyue saw how Ding Qin acted, and she was willing to believe that the god who taught such an envoy would not have used the dream of the nightmare-eating tapir by mistake.

She stretched out her hand and handed this heavy dream to Lichi.

"I see." Li Chi said looking at Shuo Yue.He didn't say anything else, but Shuoyue felt at ease in that gaze, she was no longer nervous, as if she had finally lifted a heavy burden.

So she laughed easily, and held out a basket: "God has helped me and Mochizuki a lot, but we have nothing to repay. I have been grateful for a long time, only this little kindness, please don't refuse."

After Li Chi took the basket, Shuo Yue bowed and disappeared.

Lichi walked out of Shuigu Town slowly with a basket in his hand, half of his mind was looking at the surroundings, and the other half of his mind was looking at the karma of faith that came from the banks of the Jiuqu River.

"...This is a very powerful god with great compassion. It is right for you to worship him in the future. You don't have to worship me anymore." The slender big white crane said to the villagers.

"But...but..."

"What's the matter?" The big white crane waved its wings impatiently, "Do you still remember the little girl who helped you set up formations to drain clean water a while ago? Is she amazing? Did you solve everything? She is the one." God's envoy! You all worship that god in the future, don't worship me!"

"But you..."

"What me?" Big White Crane's eyes were wide open, and his voice was clear, "I don't need your incense. If you come to scold me again, I'll hang you on a tree!"

The village elder dared not speak any more.Although he is very old now, what is he compared to Crane God?They were all raised by the Crane God. They were naughty when they were young, and they were really hung on trees by the Crane God.At this age, what if the Crane God hangs him on the tree again...

He cautiously raised his eyes to look at Crane God, looking pitiful...

Li Chi couldn't help laughing.

Crane God Baihong, although she practiced the way of the gods, she followed the ancient way of demon cultivation. She didn't need incense, and she was certified to be the way of wind. It has been trapped beside the Jiuqu River more than a thousand years ago until now.Now it's back to him again.

Li Chi turned his gaze and saw Bai Hong now.She was in another village persuading them to enshrine Lichi, and it seemed that she had been doing this for a long time, but judging from the incense received from Lichi, it was obviously not very effective.

Ordinary people... Although they are often ruthless, they are often nostalgic.

Bai Hong was quite angry, but she didn't really hang all the elderly people in several villages on the tree, and she was arguing with some of them.

"My lord, even if we don't talk about anything else, if the god you mentioned is not willing to protect us, what should we do?"

"Isn't there Ding Qin? She was born in Ding's Village, so she definitely won't ignore it." Bai Hong said.

"But the envoys also have to listen to the gods, what if the god refuses?" Another village elder said.

"I'll go talk to him, he's definitely more suitable than me to protect you! Look at the previous disasters, my means are very limited, and Ding Qin can do a lot." Bai Hong said, "But you have to worship others first. Ah! Only by making offerings to them, and offering them enough incense and piety in my heart, can I talk to them!"

"But..." The village elder who spoke showed reluctance.

Of course they knew that what the Crane God said was reasonable, but apart from worrying about that god not accepting them, they also really felt resentment towards the Crane God.

They were all raised by the Crane God.

"You guys look like this, how can I talk to someone? I..." Bai Hong only felt a headache.

Before she finished speaking, a voice suddenly appeared from behind her.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Bai Hong was taken aback. Although she hadn't seen Li Chi yet, she had already felt the breath of Li Chi from Ding Qin.She turned her head stiffly: "Li, Li, Li Li..."

Li Chi smiled gently at those village elders: "Leave, I'll talk to her."

Several village elders looked at each other and retreated obediently.

Baihong's crane feathers exploded.She felt that she didn't do anything bad. Although a great god like this probably didn't need incense, it didn't matter if they had incense. It was their job to protect a place, and they wouldn't be forced to stay in a place like her.Just like the Great Heavenly Lord of Shenting and the Yanjun of the Northland, both are unfathomable gods, and they don't need incense, but which one doesn't have its own followers?

Although incense is a thing that has disadvantages if used too much, but if you eat too much salt, you will be killed.As long as you put your heart into refining the incense, there won't be any problems. For this kind of great god, this is not a problem.

The Great Heavenly Venerable is too high and unattainable. For the gods stationed in the world like Lord Yan, there are often families who move to the realm of the gods and worship devoutly in order to seek shelter. Generally, they can stay. No one sincerely worships but kicked out.

But this kind of thing of sending believers to others is nothing to think about behind the scenes, and it would be embarrassing to be smashed face to face.

Bai Hong was in such a guilty state right now, his voice softened by more than one level: "Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Li Chi laughed: "As long as you can answer one question for me, I will protect the villages along the Jiuqu River."

Bai Hong's eyes lit up: "Say it!"

"What is it when the wind is still?"

Bai Hong was stunned: "When the wind doesn't move, it will disperse!"

Li Chi shook his head: "You practice the way of wind. When you don't move, is your way gone?"

Bai Hong was stunned.

The wind is the wind only when it moves.A still breath is not called wind, but when the wind is still, what is her way?

Li Chi smiled, looked at the sky, and said, "Think about it slowly. Come with me to Li's Mansion today."

With a flick of his sleeve robe, he brought Bai Hong to the gate of Li's residence.

The sun is westward, and the forest is getting warmer.

In front of the gate, a small pine tree was standing in the middle of the broken rock, shaking gently.The old turtle sat on a half-cracked giant rock and slowly talked about the practice method. Many half-spirited beasts gathered to listen attentively, and even Jinyan stood on the wall.

The old turtle is 530 years old, and he is the one who has practiced the longest among all the creatures here.His talent is not good, and his current cultivation has come out step by step. He has gone through all the simplest questions and the roughest ups and downs. Although his sermons are simple and plain, they are also the most suitable for these mountains and fields There is no root in the little demon's.

Lichi suddenly appeared, the old turtle stopped, stood up and saluted: "Shangshen..."

"It's good." Li Chi said.

The old turtle heaved a sigh of relief. He saw these mountain monsters coming nearby with melons and fruits, and asked curiously for a while, only to realize that they were waiting for the gods to teach the Dharma. Although the gods did not preach every day, they were willing to Come today.

The old turtle also started to practice at this time. He felt something in his heart for a while, so he answered a few little beasts who had the courage to come to ask for advice on practice. Gradually, it became him teaching the law here.

Although it was outside Li's mansion, Lao Gui was not sure if this would displease that god.

Li Chi glanced at the rock where the old turtle was sitting, and the smile deepened in his eyes: "You spoke very well, and you can do the same in the future, just sit on that rock."

The old turtle agreed, but he was a little confused.He took a look at the stone, and there was nothing special about it...

There was smoke billowing from the sky above the Li residence, the door opened with a creak, and Li saluted with a smile on his face: "God."

There was the sound of rushing water by the pool, and under the direction of the old monkey, several young monkeys washed the melons and fruits with spring water.

There were chirping and chirping mice in the backyard, and Wen Qianzi was lying on top of a big green cow, instructing him to plow the freshly harvested field again.

After seeing the white-clothed figure outside the courtyard gate, Da Qingniu instantly turned into the appearance of Jin Liushan, the King of Yishan, and said at a loss: "God, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qianzi, who was sliding off his head, screamed in shock, and was grabbed by Jin Liushan again.

Ding Qin came out of the kitchen, covered in smoke, holding a plate of dishes in his hand, and said pleasantly, "God God! God Crane!"

Seeing Li Chi's eyes moved to the plate in her hand, she blushed embarrassingly, her eyes flashed with anticipation: "I... the spiritual vegetables I planted are ripe, and I heard that Grandpa Turtle said you came back, so I want to make some Do."

"Then let's have a taste." Lichi said with a smile.

Ding Qin let out an "hey", put the plate on the table in the Lichi courtyard, turned around and went into the kitchen again.

Li Chi looked at Jin Liushan again, this tall and strong man was embarrassed: "I...I'm leaving now."

"It's okay to stay today." Li Chi said.

Instead of looking at Jin Liushan, who was full of surprises, Lichi returned to the yard. Dingqin's dishes, Jinyan's pine nuts and fruits washed by the monkeys were already placed on the table. Lichi handed Shuoyue to his The basket was also put on it.

The white-cheeked monkey eagerly brought a bamboo tube of monkey wine, and glanced at Bai Hong next to him from time to time.He had never seen such a big bird, and he really wanted to get close to it, but because of the old monkey's lesson, he didn't dare to mess around.

When Bai Hong smelled the aroma of the wine, he was very curious: "Little monkey, let me have a bottle of this wine, how about I take you to fly around in the sky?"

The little monkey looked at the old monkey, then at Lichi, took a step towards Bai Hong, and then another step.

Li Chi poured the wine himself, ignoring their playfulness.

By the time Ding Qin brought the last dishes, Bai Hong had already taken the little monkey for several laps in the sky, the loach was soaking in the spirit pond and the whitebait was making trouble with the little otter, and the old turtle was pulling the old monkey slowly. Speaking of the Fa, Jin Liushan let Wen Qianzi play on him with a good temper while making the old monkey tickle, while keeping him from being nervous and playing with the little white-cheeked monkey in the sky...

Ding Qin couldn't help laughing, she went to get a small tube of monkey wine and put it in the food box, which also contained other dishes, melons and fruits, all protected by magic.Ding Qin put the food box under the tree.

"What is this?" Jin Yan asked curiously.

"I'll keep it for wood." Ding Qin said.

"He can leave Poison Mountain for a while now." Li Chi raised his hand and drew a circle in the air.

Inside the huge mountain belly, Mu Mu was leaning against the ancient vines, looking up at the flying fireflies in a daze.The people who came down the mountain to look for him went back very early, as if they had something to do tonight, Mu Mu felt even more boring staying at the foot of the mountain by himself, so he simply returned to the middle of the mountain.

The poison pool was silent, the fireflies were flickering, and the ancient vines behind him were also silent, but they had accompanied him for thousands of years.

Mu Mu was sitting quietly, when there was a sudden noise in his ears, he turned his head, only to see a passage opening beside him, Jin Yan was standing at the entrance of the passage and looking this way, when he saw him, he shouted loudly: "Hurry up!" Come here quickly! If you don’t come here again, the food will be cold!”

Mu Mu looked at the opposite side hesitantly, many people he didn't know...but there were also Jinyan, Wen Qianzi, Ding Qin, and the God who woke him up.He was dragged by Jinyan in a daze, the God poured himself a drink, looked up at the sky, grabbed something from the basket and handed it over.

After the wood took over, it slowly reflected.

It's moon cakes, made of jujube paste and yam.

He took a bite.

Sweet.Waxy.

Mu Mu looked up at the sky, the sky was completely dark, and the twinkling stars were a bit like fireflies flying in the middle of the mountain, but it was much wider than the middle of the mountain.

Moreover, there is a full moon in the sky.

Today... seems to be the Mid-Autumn Festival.