change god

Holding Wu Xiaoya who was sleeping soundly, Xie Yingzhou walked into the gate of the Dragon King Temple. As soon as she entered, she saw the statue of the Canglong that had been moved out to parade in the middle of the hall, and in front of the statue of the Dragon King, there was a table of eight immortals, which was full of beautiful things. It was filled with all kinds of meals, as well as a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and a pot of white wine.

Of course, there is no one in the Dragon King Temple now, this is for the Dragon King to eat, no one dares to enter the temple to compete with the Dragon King for food, they all rushed outside to grab the water mat.

Xie Yingzhou was curious about the food enshrined to the gods in this world. She stared at the Eight Immortals table, and saw that there were steamed pork, steamed mutton, steamed ribs, eight-treasure rice, etc. on it. What a difference.

The water mat is fast, so most of the dishes enshrined to the Dragon King are steamed dishes. These dishes are fried to half-cooked the night before, and put in a bowl the next day. Once steamed, they can be served without taste. Not so far.

Xie Yingzhou, who ran all over the world before crossing, understood this point.

So after just a few glances, Xie Yingzhou shifted her gaze to other places, patted Wu Xiaoya, and looked at the decorations in the temple.

Although the Dragon King Temple looks majestic from the outside, it is just a small town, and the inside is not that big. Xie Yingzhou walked around, thinking that Ji Qinglan and the others should eat about the same, walked out with Wu Xiaoya in her arms, before going out, She unintentionally glanced at the Eight Immortals table again, but saw that the food on it was much less.

Xie Yingzhou was stunned for a moment. Although she seemed to be walking around in the temple at random, she was always paying attention to what happened around her. She didn't notice that some people sneaked in to snatch the food offered to the Dragon King.

Thinking in her heart, but her footsteps did not stop, Xie Yingzhou walked outside the Dragon King Temple and looked back at the huge three characters on the plaque of the Dragon King Temple.

There are almost no real gods in this world. The so-called Dragon King believed by the people of Haicheng is, in the final analysis, a monster. Then the monster manifests itself and eats some food dedicated to it. Xie Yingzhou thinks about it carefully, and thinks it is not impossible. The one just now The superb Dragon King probably ate some food from the table of the Eight Immortals when he was not paying attention.

its not right……

After thinking about it, Xie Yingzhou felt that something was wrong again. If it was a dragon, the food intake should be quite large, but although the food on the table was less, there was still a lot left, especially the dishes made of pork.

Pigs in this era are not filthy, and the meat is very embarrassing. In Zhaorang, only Yinshanjun liked to eat it. People who are not picky eaters like Xie Yingzhou find it uncomfortable, let alone Ye Wu who doesn’t like to eat. Gradually... Xie Yingzhou's thoughts diverged.

...So, Dragon King, is it a picky eater?

Xie Yingzhou discovered a blind spot that inspired her.

……

Yima Inn

"Brother, settle accounts clearly, 100 taels can be exempted, but your blood will be traced by your family, and I can help you cover it up. There is a fee for this, 2000 taels. If you have other treasures to exchange , that's another matter." Wu Yuan said while holding up two fingers.

"...How far can it be covered up?" Xie Yingzhou suspected that Wu Yuan knew about his financial situation, and the first thing he said was 2000 taels, a price that he could afford but would be painful to death.

"You can't feel your original breath face to face, unless the other party knows your appearance, then there is nothing you can do."

Xie Yingzhou nodded, thinking that this is no problem, because she can change her appearance, as long as things that can be recognized by her breath and blood can be hidden, then she will have no problem going to the imperial capital Zhenyang.

"How about using a treasure to pay?" Xie Yingzhou smiled and stretched out her right hand. A black ring on her index finger gave off a faint light. Soon, she took out a small box from it, "The second stage of Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly is divided into yin and yang. "

Putting the box containing Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly on the table, Xie Yingzhou opened the lid, and Ji Qinglan and the others came forward curiously, and saw a dark gray cocoon lying quietly inside, which was attached to a seemingly ordinary copper coin. Xie Yingzhou found it in Yin Tu's black ring, which Chang Liu Zhufeng originally intended for Ye Wujian.

"How did you get it? Forget it, whatever you want, I won't take advantage of you. The second stage of Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly can sell for more than 3000 taels. What do you want?" Knowing how Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly is used is very important to Wu Yuan and his wife, so when they saw that Xie Yingzhou actually took out Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, they were very straightforward and agreed to the deal without even thinking about it.

"Seniors, if you can figure out how to use Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, please tell me." Xie Yingzhou said earnestly. She also wanted to know how Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly was used, because she didn't know whether Chang Liu Zhufeng would be right in the future. Ye Wujian used this trick to know in advance, which would help her next move after finding Ye Wujian.

"Deal." Wang Sanniang made the decision.

"One more thing," Xie Yingzhou grinned, a little slyly, "I want an identity that can withstand torture. I wonder if the two seniors can temporarily become my parents?"

"No."

"No, no, no."

Originally thought it was a very simple matter, but Wu Yuan and his wife shook their heads together, "As parents, 1000 taels is not enough." Wu Yuan shook his head like a rattle.

"I'm only 35 years old, how can I have a daughter as old as you?" Wang Sanniang stared wide-eyed, with a face of resistance. Now Xie Yingzhou looks about 20 years old, and she doesn't want such a big "daughter".

"..." Xie Yingzhou was silent, and looked down at Wu Xiaoya, who was sleeping soundly in her arms. She suddenly seemed to be covered with a light veil, and then her face changed a few times. She was about 15 years old, with delicate features, though not as good as before. Yin Ya's appearance is outstanding, and her eyebrows and eyes are a bit like Wu Xiaoya and Wang Sanniang.

Ji Qinglan, who already knew her special skills, didn't show much, but Wu Yuan and his wife stared at Xie Yingzhou in front of them with dumbstruck eyes.

"Hey hey hey," Wu Yuan looked at Xie Yingzhou for a long time, then suddenly pointed at the other person's face and started to giggle, then turned around and said to his wife, "Looks like you in your teens."

Wang Sanniang first looked straight at Xie Yingzhou with a straight face, and then at Wu Xiaoya who was still sleeping. After a while, she also grinned and said, "It looks like Xiaoya'er grew up."

"Father, mother?" Xie Yingzhou was so ashamed, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted sweetly, she had no feelings for her biological parents, and she hated Chang Liu Zhufeng and Li Jun more than she was close to her, so Calling the two senior parents was not an obstacle to her, but she was fine, but Wu Yuan and his wife blushed with embarrassment, as if they really had such a big daughter.

"Then, I will be your parents temporarily!" Wu Yuan resolutely made a decision.

"What should I call it?" Wang Sanniang thought about it.

"Wu Ying." Xie Yingzhou said the name she had thought of a long time ago, even if she didn't "recognize" Wu Yuan and his wife as parents, she still wanted to take this name.

"Well, the beauty is charming, the glory of Yan Ruoshao, a good name." Ji Qinglan, who was drawing the statue of the Canglong with her head down, interjected.

"Alright." Wang Sanniang nodded.

"Senior Wu, Senior Wang, are you casual cultivators?"

"Hey, little girl is asking now, isn't it too late? You want to keep a low profile, and you're not afraid of how many people will be scared to death if your parents and our names are spoken out?" Wu Yuan said proudly.

"They are the unknown Yexiu, don't worry, Miss Xie." Ji Qinglan spared no effort to tear Wu Yuan down.

Xie Yingzhou laughed, being unknown is great, but she will not be superficial enough to think that being unknown means incompetent. Just from the bearing of Wu Yuan and his wife, she knows that the other party is not an easy person.

Taking out a rag doll from her bosom, Xie Yingzhou stuffed it into Wu Xiaoya's bosom, and said, "This is a gift for sister Xiaoya."

Wang Sanniang seemed to act recklessly, but in fact her thoughts were delicate. She stared at the doll, and saw a round glazed ball inside, and there was a light green aura in the ball that was the same as that of Xie Yingzhou.

Xie Yingzhou was suffering from insomnia, and she couldn't bear to see Wu Xiaoya suffering from insomnia at such a young age. Considering that she could fall asleep in her arms, she poured her spiritual energy into the glazed ball that was locked in Jushang before, and sewed it on. Inside the doll, Wu Xiaoya sleeps in her arms, so she will feel more stable.

Of course, she did not have other considerations. The reason for showing her kindness and sincerity was because she hoped to gain the friendship of Wu Yuan and his wife.

Relying on Wujian at home, and relying on friends when going out, Xie Yingzhou hopes that someone who is not under the control of Changliu Zhufeng can help her if she encounters something like Zhao Rangcheng in the future.

As for Ji Qinglan, Wu Yuan and his wife's true evaluation in Xie Yingzhou's heart, she needs to collect more information before making a decision.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, this is Xie Yingzhou's true inner portrayal now. She suspects that she has severe Changliu Zhufeng PTSD, and is afraid that everyone will become Changliu Zhufeng to deal with when she doesn't know it. Their chess pieces are like Bai Wuyi and Ye An'an. They probably don't even know that the reason why they went to Zhao Rang City was all arranged by Changliu Zhufeng. Liu Zhufeng had already regarded them as pawns to deal with him. Thinking of this, Xie Yingzhou shuddered.

Maybe Ji Qinglan also became Changliu Zhufeng's chess piece when he didn't know it?

Helping Xie Yingzhou to cover up the aura of blood on her body, it was already late at night, Wu Yuan and his wife took Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, who had traded with Xie Yingzhou, to leave with Wu Xiaoya, and Ji Qinglan was also planning to leave Haicheng tomorrow. Xie Yingzhou talked about some of the upcoming itinerary.

"We're going to the south for the winter, and we've been here for almost half a month. We haven't seen half of the dragon scales, but we've seen quite a few charlatans. We're upset. We should leave tomorrow," Wu Yuan said.

"I'm leaving tomorrow too. I'm going to the extreme north. Miss Xie, will you drop by? I'll take you along the way." Ji Qinglan said.

Xie Yingzhou shook her head, "I plan to stay for half a month to make a reliable identity, and then leave for the imperial capital Zhenyang." As the imperial capital of Zhenyang, the household registration check may be stricter, since Xie Yingzhou wants to hide herself The whereabouts, just want to play a full set, without leaving any loopholes.

"Still playing with that dragon?" Ji Qinglan saw through Xie Yingzhou's thoughts and smiled.

"I always feel like I want him to be my slave." Xie Yingzhou admitted generously, grinning.

"That's a good relationship. If you have real dragon scales, give me a piece, and I'll reward you." Wu Yuan didn't laugh at Xie Yingzhou's idiotic dreams. Which Jianghu people don't have some unrealistic ideas?

"Okay, Dad." Xie Yingzhou called again sweetly.

"Pfft." Wang Sanniang chuckled, always feeling that the straightforward and generous little girl in front of her was very suitable for her taste.

"Come on, mother gave it to you." She smiled, and took out a spiritual map and handed it to Xie Yingzhou, "If you have nothing to do, write to mother."

The latter's eyes lit up, he took the spirit map she handed over, and handed over his own.

"Let's go, there will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."

Sending Wu Yuan and his wife downstairs to the inn, saying goodbye to them, Xie Yingzhou watched their backs disappear at the intersection, and was about to return to the inn, when Ji Qinglan beside her suddenly said, "Miss Xie, let's take a walk together."

At this moment, it was dark outside, with no stars and no moon, so it was not a suitable time for a walk. Guessing that Ji Qinglan might have something to do, Xie Yingzhou nodded in agreement.

"Oh, I didn't expect Miss Xie to be so forthright. When I first met you, I asked you if you would let me write your related books. You just thought about it and agreed."

"That's not a big deal." Xie Yingzhou replied, even though there was no moon or stars, there was still some light on the stone-paved street, and two figures, one tall and one short, were projected on it.

"Miss Xie is different from others. If it is any other girl, in order to avoid suspicion at this moment, she will definitely not accept my invitation."

"I have a sweetheart, you know." Xie Yingzhou's voice was still weak, but there was a relaxed smile in it, "And the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, how can they care about these things, Mr. Ji stop teasing me."

"Hahahaha!" Ji Qinglan laughed loudly, but her voice seemed to only echo between the two of them, "Miss Xie really has a certain taste."

"Senior Ji invited me to take a walk, why?"

"I want to tell you that the gale of fate is not limited to you alone." Ji Qinglan suppressed her cheerful smile, and her face became serious.

"Why do you say that?" Xie Yingzhou was puzzled by what Ji Qinglan said. She continued to pace forward, but when she finished speaking, the surrounding streets disappeared, and she found herself in a In the pitch blackness where you can't see the edge at all.

Xie Yingzhou turned her head in surprise, and saw Ji Qinglan standing behind her, quietly gazing into the distance.

The author says:

Xie Yingzhou's pseudonym is usually to play Scrabble, such as Wu Ying (no, Ying), or Yinying