I got up again
Chapter 372 Clearing up doubts.
There was no one in the house.
Jiang Feng didn't see Tai/Zu.
Her relaxed mood finally slowed down, and she walked forward slowly.
Soon, she saw the secret passage with the door wide open.
Jiang Feng paused and walked in.
"I've been following you for a long time, Jiang Feng."
Tai/zu was dressed in a deep black, standing in front of the portrait with his hands behind his back, with his back to Jiang Feng.
As soon as she finished speaking, the tunnel behind Jiang Feng closed automatically.
Jiang Feng didn't look back, but frowned, "Pay attention to me? Is there anything special about me?"
"A visitor from outer space, isn't that special enough?"
Tai/Zu finally turned around, her eyes were bright and compelling.
Jiang Feng was not moved. If Tai/Zu suddenly said this before she confessed to Ye Jinyu Shu and the others, she might be surprised.
However, the secret that has been told many times is really not a secret. Not only did Jiang Feng not respond, but he was also as steady as an old dog.
"Oh, did you observe anything?"
"Strictly speaking, no."
Jiang Feng: "?"
Grandpa is not handsome enough?
You really have no vision!
Jiang Feng: "Okay, since you don't say anything, it's my turn to ask."
Tai/Zu smiled.
Jiang Feng glanced at the portrait on the wall, and then saw the copper stove and incense on the table, "Is this a saint?"
Tai/Zu, or rather, Ji Che, her eyes couldn't help looking at the portrait again, "My best friend, Xu Chao."
"People call her a saint."
Jiang Feng was silent for a moment.
She suddenly felt that she was loaded.
My sage friend.txt
Go back and urge Zhao Wenjing and the others to become saints.
"What about her?"
Ji Che pointed to the sky.
Jiang Feng had guessed for a long time, and now he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror.
Ji Che smiled, "Daihou is a ghost, you are not afraid, why are you afraid of her?"
Jiang Feng: "What is she now? Jade Emperor? Or, God?"
Ji Che: "What is the Jade Emperor? Oh my god, it's pretty close."
"Heaven has permanence, it doesn't survive because of Yao, and doesn't perish because of Jie." Ji Che said, "If you have to find a name for her, she should be that 'Chang'."
"Heaven?" Jiang Feng's pupils shrank slightly.
Ji Che glanced at her in great surprise, "That's a good name, you seem to accept it more than I thought?"
Jiang Feng ignored her words and couldn't wait to ask, "The literati's idealistic cultivation system, as well as the so-called cultural veins, dragon veins, what does it have to do with saints? What about warriors?"
"Wei Xin..." Ji Che chewed on fresh vocabulary, "It is true that Wei Xin, the context and dragon veins, are indeed related to her."
"As for warriors, warriors are the only local occupations that have existed since ancient times. It's just that the methods of cultivation have been deprecated by generations of geniuses."
"In our era, those who could enter the ninth level at the age of 30 were considered peerless geniuses with extraordinary experiences. Just like Qin Qiu and the others, they suffered a lot."
"And in Ji Ming's era, the best geniuses in the world could reach the ninth rank before the age of 30, and there were also evildoers like Dai Hou who were only weakly crowned at the ninth rank."
"When it comes to your generation," Ji Che shook his head, "you see, the ninth rank of weak crowns is already common, and it's really touching to reach the peak every now and then."
Jiang Feng: "Missing praise, so what is the situation of the saint?"
Ji Che laughed again, "As you get older, you tend to think more and more, which makes you laugh."
"She created the context and dragon veins. In fact, I think you should be able to guess the reason."
Jiang Feng was stunned, "What did I guess?"
She didn't guess it, it's just that she read too many novels in her previous life and her ability to accept it is relatively strong.
Ji Che didn't have a Riddler either, and said with a smile, "Do you think the Roja people's power is really so long that they can protect us for a while, and they can protect us forever?"
Jiang Feng looked at her in astonishment, "Didn't you know about the Roja people at that time?"
Ji Che smiled, "We don't know, but she saw the crisis with her eyes."
"500 years ago, the mainland was not as smooth as it is now."
"Why do those doomsday rumors keep spreading, because natural disasters often occurred in the southeast, north, south, and north of the mainland at that time."
"The rootless fire of the prairie fire, the inexplicable explosive air, the heavy black water flow that can crush the earth, and the super hurricane that patronizes the sky of the mainland in ten or eight years."
"At that time, we discovered the ruins for the first time, and after that, Xu Chao deciphered the characters of the Roja people. I didn't know how she learned about this at that time, but now I know."
The sage also deciphered the Roja script, well, that makes sense.
Jiang Feng was not surprised that the saint could resist the curse, after all, she was a saint.
"And now, look at the mainland, is it sunny and sunny, there is no hurricane, no deadly gas, no water flow, and no flames."
"This is due to her, or the dragon's veins," Ji Che looked into Jiang Feng's eyes, "and once the dragon's veins weaken, natural disasters will come."
"The decline of the dynasty is the cause, but natural disasters are the result?" Jiang Feng looked at Ji Che incredulously, "The power of the dragon veins comes from...?"
Ji Che smiled and nodded, "So I didn't stop you from ascending the throne. In fact, if it wasn't for Ji Ming, I wouldn't have stopped you either."
"It is a good thing that the new dynasty replaces the old one before things get worse."
"The premise can't be too long, otherwise I will intervene," Ji Che said, "Fortunately, you and Ji Ming fought very quickly."
Her expression became a little subtle, "She has Daihou's freak, and you have more freaks than her."
"I wiped out those princes one by one, but it took a lot of effort, and you didn't meet any decent resistance when it was your turn." She was quite sour, "I investigated your rise and found that your opponents along the way They're basically idiots, each digging their own grave."
"I won't mention that trash of Chongde, he is the number one hero in your rise, Ji Xiang is also a useless thing, Xu Yan is the chief assistant's plan for many years, but he has taken advantage of you, Ji Yumian is even worse Unexpectedly, the most important thing is that they ran away in the end...they ran away without even leaving you with the last bit of trouble..." Her tone was gnashing her teeth.
Ji Che hates iron for being weak, "Do you know how I got here back then? I tried all the tricks and overcame obstacles, and even many princes were backed by foreign races. At that time, the mainland was full of demons..."
"Calm down your anger," Jiang Feng said with a playful smile, "I have nothing to do with my life."
Looking back now, Jiang Feng also felt that he was lucky.
Xu Zigui, Ji Yumian were all picked up for nothing, and Xu Yan was at the door of his house, with Ye Xiaojin in his left hand and Zhao Xiaoxiang in his right hand. After making a fortune, Li Qingming and Yu Shu were also picked up for nothing.
Although the founding emperor always had a few gods and supermen by his side, it was indeed rare for him to be as close as her.
They all start with n cards and r cards, and at most they bring one or two ssr, and they will attract real ssr to join in the later stage, like she started with all ssr's.
Ji Che was also sour for a while, and calmed down, "What Xu Chao discovered, you should have discovered it, too."
"That is"
Jiang Feng looked at her expectantly.
"People's hearts."
Jiang Feng was stunned.
She came to a sudden, "Dragon veins are the human heart, so is the cultural vein also the human heart? Daihou is also...?"
Ji Che glanced at her appreciatively, "Yes, in fact, people's hearts have existed since ancient times, but Xu Chao is the only one who really wants to use people's hearts."
"She used her human heart to build a dragon vein to suppress the mainland, and then used her heart to build a cultural context. The cultural context provided her with strength and fed back to the literati, and finally formed the current situation."
Although he had some guesses in his heart, Jiang Feng was still shocked by it.
Sage was a native, a genius, an extremely talented, extremely gentle and funny woman.
In those records, Jiang Feng even imagined her as Xu, a sage who eats melons and watches operas. Wherever there is excitement, there is her.
But when Ji Che told all this, Jiang Feng was still amazed by the saint.
She is not modern.
She has not been beaten and nurtured by modern information.
It's okay to build a dragon's veins, but a white wolf with empty gloves and a prostitute who feeds back a literati, and build a career by himself, what level of coquettish operation is it?
"Dragon veins and veins are connected, and their powers are indistinguishable from each other." Ji Che's eyes were deep. "A weak dragon vein will also affect the veins, but a weak vein will not affect the dragon veins."
"Whether the context is strong or not depends on the people's hearts of the dynasty and the quality of the literati."
"The dragon's veins bound the continent, but she exists because of the context and adds to the world. Theoretically, it will always exist," Ji Che looked at Jiang Feng seriously, "so literati are very important, each of them is..."
"Sunflower." Jiang Feng subconsciously said.
Ji Che paused, and spit out the words, "...the future of Sheji."
Jiang Feng laughed dryly, "No wonder, I said why literati are so weird."
"Since Daihou can exist because of people's hearts, and dragon veins can exist because of national destiny, then it is only natural that saints exist because of literati."
"If I'm not wrong, then the advancement of literati," Jiang Feng looked into Ji Che's eyes, "does it have something to do with saints?"
Ji Che encouraged her to continue talking.
Jiang Feng's eyes were burning, "I've met a descendant of the Legalist family. She struggled with even the most basic self-cultivation, but her talent and ability are not inferior to my other literati."
"As time passed, the sage's Confucianism spread more and more widely, and other schools of thought have all fallen."
"Every high-ranking literati I have met belongs to Confucianism."
"So I boldly speculate that the context is a pyramid. Concepts and ambitions, talents and thoughts, the closer they are to saints, the higher their ranks."
Jiang Feng said endlessly, "But I look at history books, and those who have been officials and butchers in the past must have ruled the country and the world."
"Sage, or say, Tai/zu you," her eyes glowed extremely intensely, "you are using context to forcibly restrain domestic officials. There has never been an ordinary person entering the cabinet under the surname of Ji."
Ji Che suddenly burst out laughing, "You can tell I'm not surprised."
"Scholar," she stopped gradually, smiling playfully, "Scholar, at least her character is not bad, she is selecting suitable people for me, for the world, to govern and love the world."
Jiang Feng said solemnly, "I will inherit your path."
Literati are bad in every way, but compared with some people, they are good.
At least there are sages underpinning them.
How can a person who can't even cultivate himself be worthy of talking about governing the country and the world?
Literati in this world are more or less ambitious, and their conduct far exceeds Jiang Feng's impression.
The aristocratic family is the profit-seeking nature of the class. In fact, when you subdivide it to each literati, you will find that they are actually good people.
But if they don't kill them, Jiang Feng will have no land to distribute to the people, and the people without land will still have no living space, and they will still rebel if they are hungry for a long time.
Land annexation, the source of disaster.
Jiang Feng didn't actually want to kill them, but he could only reluctantly swing down the butcher's knife.
She is not smart enough, and neither the later generations nor the history books have found a way to get the best of both worlds.
Perhaps human beings have really written their desire for land in their genes.
Ji Che smiled reassuringly, "If you have any questions, please ask them together."
"Then Zhao Wenjing and the others can become saints?"
Jiang Feng still wants to have 'my saint friend.txt'.
Ji Che shook her head, "I can't."
"This is her way. As long as you follow her path, you will always be able to approximate her, not become her."
"Unless she doesn't take this path from the beginning, builds her own way, and then attracts literati to join her from scratch, after a long time, she can also become a saint."
She looked at Jiang Feng again, "But at the beginning, the context was not so strong at the beginning."
"It's me, my descendants. With a little push, I finally swept the world."
Jiang Feng's expression became subtle.
Is this an alien version of 'Abolish all schools of thought and respect Confucianism'?
Ji Che: "After all, our mainland is too small to accommodate the second way."
Her tone was slightly warning, "Don't mess around."
Jiang Feng: "I know."
She's not that stupid.
What is the total population of this continent, 5000 million?
The literacy rate among the people is too low, even one percent is counted as the county capital, and even one thousandth of it is not necessarily available in the wider townships.
The basic market is too bad, and the saint has nothing to do.
unless……
Compulsory education expands the cake. With 5000 million scholars, how many saints can we raise?
Jiang Feng's eyes rolled around.
Raise a peasant saint first?
Followed by military strategists?
Legalists also need it.
Modo Modo.
Ji Che's heart ached, "Can you not roll your eyes when you say this?"
She was flustered.
Jiang Feng waved his hand, "I'm thinking of going to other races to preach, ah no, to teach them the ways of the world."
She remembered that Confucianism was also very good at land reclamation, and it was easy for foreigners to feel admiration.
Of course, the main Confucian civilization must be prosperous enough to... be able to fight.
The corner of Ji Che's mouth twitched, and he said very reluctantly, "Let's take it for granted."
Also alien?whimsical.
Jiang Feng just waved his hand and didn't take it seriously.
If the cake is bigger, it can always be divided.
Speaking of which, Ye Jin is not as saintly as Zhao Xiang...
Does Zhao Wenjing like to watch the excitement?
"Wait a minute, if people's hearts are strong and they believe in saints, then the context will come out."
"The hearts of the people remember the general of the sky, so he has been guarding the ground for a hundred years."
"People want to protect their home, defend their country and pray for happiness and well-being, so the dragon vein is so big..."
Jiang Feng said to himself, "If people believe in heaven and hell, can I use the underground?"
"When the time comes, the Marquis will be the king of Hades, and the saint will be the Jade Emperor?"
Ji Che looked puzzled, "What are you talking about?"
Jiang Feng shook his head, "Can I meet the saint? I have something to ask her."
Ji Che stared at her for a while, and then motioned for her to burn incense, "Three, don't take too much."
Jiang Feng was diligently burning incense with his hands and feet, and Ji Che couldn't help chattering on the sidelines, "My lifespan is numbered, and she often says that she doesn't know how long it takes. If she goes, I will take her place. What you have to do Be mentally prepared..."
Jiang Feng didn't listen to what she said, because after three prayers, her consciousness shifted and she came to a white space.
The white mist drifted away, like clouds, and very much like the places Jiang Feng had been to.
Zhao Wenjing's sea of consciousness, her own sea of consciousness, also looks like this.
That guy Mingzhi is black mist, of course, he may be white now.
Oh, I forgot to ask Ji Che what is the relationship between Xu Xia and Xu Chao.
Ask when you get out.
"Saint? Xu Chao? Are you there?"
Jiang Feng was not a shy person, so he started shouting after waiting for a while.
After a while, a voice thought from the bottom of her heart, "I am here."
It was a very energetic and gentle voice, which Jiang Feng found familiar.
familiar……
"Have we met?"
"Yes, you remember?"
Jiang Feng: "..."
Damn it is really your fault! ! !
Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, "Daihou's power is definitely not as good as yours. She can make up ghosts in my dreams, and you can do it too."
"So I didn't die!"
The voice laughed dryly, and the tone was very soft, "What I showed you is also true."
"Who made you come across my pen," she said, "I asked Ji Che to help me find it for a long time, but she couldn't find it."
Jiang Feng: "It really is that pen."
She bought it as a birthday present for Xu Xia, and she just touched it herself.
"But what about the wound on my heart? Which part is real and which part is fake?"
Jiang Feng remembered that after sitting up from the coffin, his heart really hurt.
She has long experienced the feeling of her heart being dug out.
Well, it's a perfect match with Yu Xiaoshu.
The voice of the sage was guilty, "It's my first time trying to do this, so it's relatively unfamiliar."
"I didn't find the whereabouts of those two extraterrestrial souls at all, but who knew you found my pen by yourself."
"So I made a quick decision and used that handful of sand to make a prediction."
"Then the prophecy was passed on to you, but fortunately you made up a reason to accept it."
"Originally, the front is fine, I guess you will be able to wake up and help me solve the problem of dragon veins, but there is a little accident..."
Jiang Feng's heart trembled, "What accident?"
"It's just...you thought... well, later I added some material myself, combined with my knowledge and experience, to help you make up a good way to die, but you actually really think you are going to die..."
"I didn't pay attention, you lost all your anger..."
Jiang Feng: "?"
Is this something people do?
You gave me poison in my dream, and I thought I was dead, so I was really going to die?
"I was very anxious at the time, and in a hurry, I deleted all the things I passed on to you. In the end, I didn't delete them as quickly as you..."
Her tone was distressed.
Jiang Feng felt really bitter.
What is this called?
Her tone was particularly guilty, "I really have no choice but to forcibly keep your lifeline, and borrow a little strength from that so-and-so."
"Who?"
"That's who."
"Which who???"
"It's that bloody woman." The saint was a little embarrassed. "At the end of the Zhengzhi Dynasty, my hand is also in a recession. Anyway, she has nothing to do underground. I borrow a little, just a little..."
Jiang Feng finally came to his senses, "So I really saw Daihou when I saw him?!"
"Um………………"
Jiang Feng: "..."
Who would have thought of this shit.
The saint continued hesitating, "And when I finish borrowing, you will have already been buried in the ground."
"I didn't delete it after that," she said a little self-destructively, "I've died anyway, so you haven't forgotten that you have died."
Jiang Feng: "..."
I am special!
You, a saint, actually asked Daihou to borrow his strength, and even organized a n-day tour of hell for me, just for the f*cking...
Jiang Feng was very angry.
She was really cheated to death while she was alive.
Who would have thought of this?
The sage continued to feel guilty, "I didn't expect that your heart would be cut open by other people."
Jiang Feng: "... who?"
"It's the blood-clothed men in the prophecy."
Jiang Feng: "I see."
Sure enough, it was still Chongde, and no one else could do such a thing except him.
"However, I have helped you deal with the aftermath. You can see that they have no doubt in their memory that you are not dead."
Jiang Feng remained expressionless, "Is there only a few people who know about drinking poison?"
Only Gu Ziming knew it clearly, but the people in Jiangfu, even Chen and Li, didn't know the details.
The saint's tone suddenly choked up, "Yeah, I didn't even use that much strength for you. It's really harder to tell a lie than to tell a lie."
Jiang Feng: "...you deserve it!"
[choking sound]
"Wait a minute, what do you mean by the prophecy? Qingming and the others...didn't you just make it up?"
[choking sound]
"Don't cry, am I not Jianguo? I still cry when I am not poor!"
"not enough……"
[choking sound] [choking sound] [choking sound]
Jiang Feng: "...Let Daihou lend you some later?"
"That's what you said." The choking sound disappeared instantly, and the voice was full of vitality again.
Jiang Feng was expressionless.
"I didn't make it up, it was Baisha."
"White Sand? What is it?"
"I don't know either, I picked it up."
"You can predict the future after holding it. It is more difficult to use. I also fumbled for a long time after I died to use it."
"It's a lot of consumption," she said, "Don't think about it, this thing was sacrificed with me. I suspect that I am so smooth, and it is also due to this thing."
"Where did you pick it up?"
"Underwater."
"Underwater???"
"It's a beautiful lake."
"The Lake of Purification?"
"Ah yes."
Jiang Feng fell into deep thought, "Long Water King Seal?"
"I don't know. I only picked up this one. After all, I'm not very good at swimming."
Jiang Feng fell into deep thought, "Which world does it come from? Since you are the Dao of Heaven, can you control other worlds?"
She was referring to the world beyond the continent.
"I'm too weak to do that."
"What I wanted to try before, when I was ready, turned out that the dynasty entered the middle and late stages, and I could only sigh."
Jiang Feng: "..."
"Where does your strength come from?"
This time the sage answered quickly.
"From literati, they are the most important. As long as one of them is alive, I can always get a share of power. The higher the rank, the greater the power."
"However, there are still fewer literati, so I will mostly use the power of the dragon's veins, and if I have spare energy, I will absorb some and accumulate it."
She choked up again, "So when I was ready to go, I found that the dragon's veins were weak, and I was afraid that the dragon's veins would be weak, and if I needed to make up for it in the future, I could only..."
Jiang Feng imagined a cat with teary eyes.
What a miserable girl.
Why are saints so cute?
She looks like Xu Zigui.
I couldn't bear it any longer, and asked directly, "What is your relationship with Xu Zigui, does the heart of a saint have anything to do with you?"
"Xu Zigui? I don't have any offspring. Back then, I was so focused on seeking knowledge that I didn't have time to get married."
"Maybe they are descendants of my clan, who knows."
"King of Nan'an."
"I don't know, I don't know, I don't understand."
"Okay, that saint's heart?"
"The heart of a saint? I'm dead, I don't have a heart, don't talk nonsense."
"But Zigui's ability is very special..." Jiang Feng described it in detail, "And she can directly reach three thousand miles of purple energy when she ascends to the altar. If it has nothing to do with you, I don't believe it..."
"Wait, Ziqi is three thousand miles away?"
The saint changed his words, "That should have something to do with me."
"But it must have nothing to do with the saint's heart. It's just returning to the ancestors. At most, it's my name."
"After you go out, ask her for a bunch of incense. When you go back, if you have any problems, find a place to offer incense. If I sense it, I will go to you. Remember to call Xu Zigui by your side, and I will take a look."
"Well, if you haven't…"
"still have a question."
"what is the problem?"
Jiang Feng said word by word, "Why did I come here?"
The space fell into silence.
After a long time, the sage said, "I found it."
"In other words, I sacrificed a large part of my power to find you."
Jiang Feng wondered, "Why?"
"I'm just an ordinary person."
The saint is particularly serious this time, "follow the guidance of fate."
"So you made a mistake and sent us to Chongde...?"
The saint felt guilty for a moment, "I don't even think about it for the first time."
"Don't ask, I can't explain it if I ask, who told me that I can only use it but can't play it?"
"Go out, thank you, goodbye."
The next moment, Jiang Feng was unilaterally disconnected, and after a daze, he opened his eyes.
At this moment, Ji Che was talking to someone else.
"How, how do you feel?"
Jiang Feng: "It feels very..."
She stopped suddenly, looked at Ji Che, and found that she was looking behind her.
Jiang Feng immediately turned his head, "Hey, why are you here as an idol?"
Yu Zhou looked at her expressionlessly, "She asked me to come."
Jiang Feng was stunned.
The next moment, there seemed to be a long choked sound in her ear.
Oh, I want to borrow money.
Jiang Feng rolled his eyes, "Don't lend it to her, let her write an IOU. She is a saint, and she still asks ghosts to borrow money and prostitutes for nothing. Isn't it shameful?"
Yu Zhou suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
She said how she lost some strength from time to time, and it turned out that she had stolen it.
Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Do you know a saint?"
Yu Zhou: "I don't know who she is."
After a pause, she said, "I do know her."
She looked at Jiang Feng for a while, "I can hold on for so long, and she has helped me a lot."
The saint seemed unable to intervene in reality, but Jiang Feng could almost imagine her tone.
Yu Zhou is too pitiful!
Watch the lively choking monster!
Jiang Feng suddenly turned his head, "Is the saint related to Xu Zigui by blood?"
Ji Che looked at her suspiciously, "It seems, right?"
"Her family has descendants far away, and they were married to the King of Nan'an at that time."
"They're all surnamed Xu, maybe they were really a family in a more distant time."
Jiang Feng was thoughtful.
It's true, Mao Mao really has a saint ancestor.
"All my questions have been answered, and I know what to do. By the way, she asked you to give me some incense."
As soon as she said those words, Ji Che's face turned as black as an iron pot.
The old god Jiang Feng was there, "Give more, don't be stingy, I may have to contact her to ask about the situation in the future."
"By the way, it's really the last question, don't stare at me..."
Ji Che gritted her teeth, "Say."
"How much does Qin Qiu know?"
Ji Che didn't expect her to ask this, "I haven't told her, but I don't guarantee how much she can guess."
"What? Did she tell you?" She was a little interested.
But Jiang Feng saw her vigilance.
Jiang Feng had also experienced this kind of vigilance.
Ji Xiang had it too.
This kind of vigilance is called warning of being poached#
Jiang Feng shrugged, "No, no matter how I asked her, I didn't tell her, saying that you didn't tell her."
Ji Che's expression was normal again, "What she said is right."
"By the way, tell her not to wander around outside if she's okay. After her injury has healed, it's time to come back and help me."
While talking, she actually sent Jiang Feng out, talking as she walked.
As for Daihou, he was left inside to be plucked by someone.
Qin Qiu's ears moved, and he turned his head calmly, "Your Majesty?"
Ji Che smiled kindly, "When you come back this time, are you going to leave?"
Qin Qiu: "..."
"Don't go, don't go."
"But Ji ordered her to..."
"Her sweetheart is alive, what are you still doing?"
Ji Che said without hesitation, "Come back to work!"
Qin Qiu had no choice but to bow his head, "I obey, Your Majesty."
Jiang Feng looked at her like a social animal caught by the boss for fishing.
Miserable, Qin Qiu, miserable.
Yu Shu bumped her shoulder, "How is it? Did you gain anything?"
Jiang Feng: "The harvest is great."
Seeing Qin Qiu being dragged in by Ji Che, Jiang Feng and Yu Shu left side by side, ready to turn around and tell Ji Ming that Qin Qiu's big club was about to work.
However, with Qin Qiu's direction in charge, she estimated that she would soon find a reason to work, and come to find Ji Ming to fish in a fair manner.
After all, all the foreigners are running away, and there are only three or two big cats and kittens left in Yulongshan Temple, and they have nothing to do.
"By the way, my ancestor went in before, why didn't she come out?"
Jiang Feng: "She has been plucked by the saint for many years."
What a miserable girl.
Yu Shu: "???"
【Speak】
Jiang Feng didn't see Tai/Zu.
Her relaxed mood finally slowed down, and she walked forward slowly.
Soon, she saw the secret passage with the door wide open.
Jiang Feng paused and walked in.
"I've been following you for a long time, Jiang Feng."
Tai/zu was dressed in a deep black, standing in front of the portrait with his hands behind his back, with his back to Jiang Feng.
As soon as she finished speaking, the tunnel behind Jiang Feng closed automatically.
Jiang Feng didn't look back, but frowned, "Pay attention to me? Is there anything special about me?"
"A visitor from outer space, isn't that special enough?"
Tai/Zu finally turned around, her eyes were bright and compelling.
Jiang Feng was not moved. If Tai/Zu suddenly said this before she confessed to Ye Jinyu Shu and the others, she might be surprised.
However, the secret that has been told many times is really not a secret. Not only did Jiang Feng not respond, but he was also as steady as an old dog.
"Oh, did you observe anything?"
"Strictly speaking, no."
Jiang Feng: "?"
Grandpa is not handsome enough?
You really have no vision!
Jiang Feng: "Okay, since you don't say anything, it's my turn to ask."
Tai/Zu smiled.
Jiang Feng glanced at the portrait on the wall, and then saw the copper stove and incense on the table, "Is this a saint?"
Tai/Zu, or rather, Ji Che, her eyes couldn't help looking at the portrait again, "My best friend, Xu Chao."
"People call her a saint."
Jiang Feng was silent for a moment.
She suddenly felt that she was loaded.
My sage friend.txt
Go back and urge Zhao Wenjing and the others to become saints.
"What about her?"
Ji Che pointed to the sky.
Jiang Feng had guessed for a long time, and now he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror.
Ji Che smiled, "Daihou is a ghost, you are not afraid, why are you afraid of her?"
Jiang Feng: "What is she now? Jade Emperor? Or, God?"
Ji Che: "What is the Jade Emperor? Oh my god, it's pretty close."
"Heaven has permanence, it doesn't survive because of Yao, and doesn't perish because of Jie." Ji Che said, "If you have to find a name for her, she should be that 'Chang'."
"Heaven?" Jiang Feng's pupils shrank slightly.
Ji Che glanced at her in great surprise, "That's a good name, you seem to accept it more than I thought?"
Jiang Feng ignored her words and couldn't wait to ask, "The literati's idealistic cultivation system, as well as the so-called cultural veins, dragon veins, what does it have to do with saints? What about warriors?"
"Wei Xin..." Ji Che chewed on fresh vocabulary, "It is true that Wei Xin, the context and dragon veins, are indeed related to her."
"As for warriors, warriors are the only local occupations that have existed since ancient times. It's just that the methods of cultivation have been deprecated by generations of geniuses."
"In our era, those who could enter the ninth level at the age of 30 were considered peerless geniuses with extraordinary experiences. Just like Qin Qiu and the others, they suffered a lot."
"And in Ji Ming's era, the best geniuses in the world could reach the ninth rank before the age of 30, and there were also evildoers like Dai Hou who were only weakly crowned at the ninth rank."
"When it comes to your generation," Ji Che shook his head, "you see, the ninth rank of weak crowns is already common, and it's really touching to reach the peak every now and then."
Jiang Feng: "Missing praise, so what is the situation of the saint?"
Ji Che laughed again, "As you get older, you tend to think more and more, which makes you laugh."
"She created the context and dragon veins. In fact, I think you should be able to guess the reason."
Jiang Feng was stunned, "What did I guess?"
She didn't guess it, it's just that she read too many novels in her previous life and her ability to accept it is relatively strong.
Ji Che didn't have a Riddler either, and said with a smile, "Do you think the Roja people's power is really so long that they can protect us for a while, and they can protect us forever?"
Jiang Feng looked at her in astonishment, "Didn't you know about the Roja people at that time?"
Ji Che smiled, "We don't know, but she saw the crisis with her eyes."
"500 years ago, the mainland was not as smooth as it is now."
"Why do those doomsday rumors keep spreading, because natural disasters often occurred in the southeast, north, south, and north of the mainland at that time."
"The rootless fire of the prairie fire, the inexplicable explosive air, the heavy black water flow that can crush the earth, and the super hurricane that patronizes the sky of the mainland in ten or eight years."
"At that time, we discovered the ruins for the first time, and after that, Xu Chao deciphered the characters of the Roja people. I didn't know how she learned about this at that time, but now I know."
The sage also deciphered the Roja script, well, that makes sense.
Jiang Feng was not surprised that the saint could resist the curse, after all, she was a saint.
"And now, look at the mainland, is it sunny and sunny, there is no hurricane, no deadly gas, no water flow, and no flames."
"This is due to her, or the dragon's veins," Ji Che looked into Jiang Feng's eyes, "and once the dragon's veins weaken, natural disasters will come."
"The decline of the dynasty is the cause, but natural disasters are the result?" Jiang Feng looked at Ji Che incredulously, "The power of the dragon veins comes from...?"
Ji Che smiled and nodded, "So I didn't stop you from ascending the throne. In fact, if it wasn't for Ji Ming, I wouldn't have stopped you either."
"It is a good thing that the new dynasty replaces the old one before things get worse."
"The premise can't be too long, otherwise I will intervene," Ji Che said, "Fortunately, you and Ji Ming fought very quickly."
Her expression became a little subtle, "She has Daihou's freak, and you have more freaks than her."
"I wiped out those princes one by one, but it took a lot of effort, and you didn't meet any decent resistance when it was your turn." She was quite sour, "I investigated your rise and found that your opponents along the way They're basically idiots, each digging their own grave."
"I won't mention that trash of Chongde, he is the number one hero in your rise, Ji Xiang is also a useless thing, Xu Yan is the chief assistant's plan for many years, but he has taken advantage of you, Ji Yumian is even worse Unexpectedly, the most important thing is that they ran away in the end...they ran away without even leaving you with the last bit of trouble..." Her tone was gnashing her teeth.
Ji Che hates iron for being weak, "Do you know how I got here back then? I tried all the tricks and overcame obstacles, and even many princes were backed by foreign races. At that time, the mainland was full of demons..."
"Calm down your anger," Jiang Feng said with a playful smile, "I have nothing to do with my life."
Looking back now, Jiang Feng also felt that he was lucky.
Xu Zigui, Ji Yumian were all picked up for nothing, and Xu Yan was at the door of his house, with Ye Xiaojin in his left hand and Zhao Xiaoxiang in his right hand. After making a fortune, Li Qingming and Yu Shu were also picked up for nothing.
Although the founding emperor always had a few gods and supermen by his side, it was indeed rare for him to be as close as her.
They all start with n cards and r cards, and at most they bring one or two ssr, and they will attract real ssr to join in the later stage, like she started with all ssr's.
Ji Che was also sour for a while, and calmed down, "What Xu Chao discovered, you should have discovered it, too."
"That is"
Jiang Feng looked at her expectantly.
"People's hearts."
Jiang Feng was stunned.
She came to a sudden, "Dragon veins are the human heart, so is the cultural vein also the human heart? Daihou is also...?"
Ji Che glanced at her appreciatively, "Yes, in fact, people's hearts have existed since ancient times, but Xu Chao is the only one who really wants to use people's hearts."
"She used her human heart to build a dragon vein to suppress the mainland, and then used her heart to build a cultural context. The cultural context provided her with strength and fed back to the literati, and finally formed the current situation."
Although he had some guesses in his heart, Jiang Feng was still shocked by it.
Sage was a native, a genius, an extremely talented, extremely gentle and funny woman.
In those records, Jiang Feng even imagined her as Xu, a sage who eats melons and watches operas. Wherever there is excitement, there is her.
But when Ji Che told all this, Jiang Feng was still amazed by the saint.
She is not modern.
She has not been beaten and nurtured by modern information.
It's okay to build a dragon's veins, but a white wolf with empty gloves and a prostitute who feeds back a literati, and build a career by himself, what level of coquettish operation is it?
"Dragon veins and veins are connected, and their powers are indistinguishable from each other." Ji Che's eyes were deep. "A weak dragon vein will also affect the veins, but a weak vein will not affect the dragon veins."
"Whether the context is strong or not depends on the people's hearts of the dynasty and the quality of the literati."
"The dragon's veins bound the continent, but she exists because of the context and adds to the world. Theoretically, it will always exist," Ji Che looked at Jiang Feng seriously, "so literati are very important, each of them is..."
"Sunflower." Jiang Feng subconsciously said.
Ji Che paused, and spit out the words, "...the future of Sheji."
Jiang Feng laughed dryly, "No wonder, I said why literati are so weird."
"Since Daihou can exist because of people's hearts, and dragon veins can exist because of national destiny, then it is only natural that saints exist because of literati."
"If I'm not wrong, then the advancement of literati," Jiang Feng looked into Ji Che's eyes, "does it have something to do with saints?"
Ji Che encouraged her to continue talking.
Jiang Feng's eyes were burning, "I've met a descendant of the Legalist family. She struggled with even the most basic self-cultivation, but her talent and ability are not inferior to my other literati."
"As time passed, the sage's Confucianism spread more and more widely, and other schools of thought have all fallen."
"Every high-ranking literati I have met belongs to Confucianism."
"So I boldly speculate that the context is a pyramid. Concepts and ambitions, talents and thoughts, the closer they are to saints, the higher their ranks."
Jiang Feng said endlessly, "But I look at history books, and those who have been officials and butchers in the past must have ruled the country and the world."
"Sage, or say, Tai/zu you," her eyes glowed extremely intensely, "you are using context to forcibly restrain domestic officials. There has never been an ordinary person entering the cabinet under the surname of Ji."
Ji Che suddenly burst out laughing, "You can tell I'm not surprised."
"Scholar," she stopped gradually, smiling playfully, "Scholar, at least her character is not bad, she is selecting suitable people for me, for the world, to govern and love the world."
Jiang Feng said solemnly, "I will inherit your path."
Literati are bad in every way, but compared with some people, they are good.
At least there are sages underpinning them.
How can a person who can't even cultivate himself be worthy of talking about governing the country and the world?
Literati in this world are more or less ambitious, and their conduct far exceeds Jiang Feng's impression.
The aristocratic family is the profit-seeking nature of the class. In fact, when you subdivide it to each literati, you will find that they are actually good people.
But if they don't kill them, Jiang Feng will have no land to distribute to the people, and the people without land will still have no living space, and they will still rebel if they are hungry for a long time.
Land annexation, the source of disaster.
Jiang Feng didn't actually want to kill them, but he could only reluctantly swing down the butcher's knife.
She is not smart enough, and neither the later generations nor the history books have found a way to get the best of both worlds.
Perhaps human beings have really written their desire for land in their genes.
Ji Che smiled reassuringly, "If you have any questions, please ask them together."
"Then Zhao Wenjing and the others can become saints?"
Jiang Feng still wants to have 'my saint friend.txt'.
Ji Che shook her head, "I can't."
"This is her way. As long as you follow her path, you will always be able to approximate her, not become her."
"Unless she doesn't take this path from the beginning, builds her own way, and then attracts literati to join her from scratch, after a long time, she can also become a saint."
She looked at Jiang Feng again, "But at the beginning, the context was not so strong at the beginning."
"It's me, my descendants. With a little push, I finally swept the world."
Jiang Feng's expression became subtle.
Is this an alien version of 'Abolish all schools of thought and respect Confucianism'?
Ji Che: "After all, our mainland is too small to accommodate the second way."
Her tone was slightly warning, "Don't mess around."
Jiang Feng: "I know."
She's not that stupid.
What is the total population of this continent, 5000 million?
The literacy rate among the people is too low, even one percent is counted as the county capital, and even one thousandth of it is not necessarily available in the wider townships.
The basic market is too bad, and the saint has nothing to do.
unless……
Compulsory education expands the cake. With 5000 million scholars, how many saints can we raise?
Jiang Feng's eyes rolled around.
Raise a peasant saint first?
Followed by military strategists?
Legalists also need it.
Modo Modo.
Ji Che's heart ached, "Can you not roll your eyes when you say this?"
She was flustered.
Jiang Feng waved his hand, "I'm thinking of going to other races to preach, ah no, to teach them the ways of the world."
She remembered that Confucianism was also very good at land reclamation, and it was easy for foreigners to feel admiration.
Of course, the main Confucian civilization must be prosperous enough to... be able to fight.
The corner of Ji Che's mouth twitched, and he said very reluctantly, "Let's take it for granted."
Also alien?whimsical.
Jiang Feng just waved his hand and didn't take it seriously.
If the cake is bigger, it can always be divided.
Speaking of which, Ye Jin is not as saintly as Zhao Xiang...
Does Zhao Wenjing like to watch the excitement?
"Wait a minute, if people's hearts are strong and they believe in saints, then the context will come out."
"The hearts of the people remember the general of the sky, so he has been guarding the ground for a hundred years."
"People want to protect their home, defend their country and pray for happiness and well-being, so the dragon vein is so big..."
Jiang Feng said to himself, "If people believe in heaven and hell, can I use the underground?"
"When the time comes, the Marquis will be the king of Hades, and the saint will be the Jade Emperor?"
Ji Che looked puzzled, "What are you talking about?"
Jiang Feng shook his head, "Can I meet the saint? I have something to ask her."
Ji Che stared at her for a while, and then motioned for her to burn incense, "Three, don't take too much."
Jiang Feng was diligently burning incense with his hands and feet, and Ji Che couldn't help chattering on the sidelines, "My lifespan is numbered, and she often says that she doesn't know how long it takes. If she goes, I will take her place. What you have to do Be mentally prepared..."
Jiang Feng didn't listen to what she said, because after three prayers, her consciousness shifted and she came to a white space.
The white mist drifted away, like clouds, and very much like the places Jiang Feng had been to.
Zhao Wenjing's sea of consciousness, her own sea of consciousness, also looks like this.
That guy Mingzhi is black mist, of course, he may be white now.
Oh, I forgot to ask Ji Che what is the relationship between Xu Xia and Xu Chao.
Ask when you get out.
"Saint? Xu Chao? Are you there?"
Jiang Feng was not a shy person, so he started shouting after waiting for a while.
After a while, a voice thought from the bottom of her heart, "I am here."
It was a very energetic and gentle voice, which Jiang Feng found familiar.
familiar……
"Have we met?"
"Yes, you remember?"
Jiang Feng: "..."
Damn it is really your fault! ! !
Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, "Daihou's power is definitely not as good as yours. She can make up ghosts in my dreams, and you can do it too."
"So I didn't die!"
The voice laughed dryly, and the tone was very soft, "What I showed you is also true."
"Who made you come across my pen," she said, "I asked Ji Che to help me find it for a long time, but she couldn't find it."
Jiang Feng: "It really is that pen."
She bought it as a birthday present for Xu Xia, and she just touched it herself.
"But what about the wound on my heart? Which part is real and which part is fake?"
Jiang Feng remembered that after sitting up from the coffin, his heart really hurt.
She has long experienced the feeling of her heart being dug out.
Well, it's a perfect match with Yu Xiaoshu.
The voice of the sage was guilty, "It's my first time trying to do this, so it's relatively unfamiliar."
"I didn't find the whereabouts of those two extraterrestrial souls at all, but who knew you found my pen by yourself."
"So I made a quick decision and used that handful of sand to make a prediction."
"Then the prophecy was passed on to you, but fortunately you made up a reason to accept it."
"Originally, the front is fine, I guess you will be able to wake up and help me solve the problem of dragon veins, but there is a little accident..."
Jiang Feng's heart trembled, "What accident?"
"It's just...you thought... well, later I added some material myself, combined with my knowledge and experience, to help you make up a good way to die, but you actually really think you are going to die..."
"I didn't pay attention, you lost all your anger..."
Jiang Feng: "?"
Is this something people do?
You gave me poison in my dream, and I thought I was dead, so I was really going to die?
"I was very anxious at the time, and in a hurry, I deleted all the things I passed on to you. In the end, I didn't delete them as quickly as you..."
Her tone was distressed.
Jiang Feng felt really bitter.
What is this called?
Her tone was particularly guilty, "I really have no choice but to forcibly keep your lifeline, and borrow a little strength from that so-and-so."
"Who?"
"That's who."
"Which who???"
"It's that bloody woman." The saint was a little embarrassed. "At the end of the Zhengzhi Dynasty, my hand is also in a recession. Anyway, she has nothing to do underground. I borrow a little, just a little..."
Jiang Feng finally came to his senses, "So I really saw Daihou when I saw him?!"
"Um………………"
Jiang Feng: "..."
Who would have thought of this shit.
The saint continued hesitating, "And when I finish borrowing, you will have already been buried in the ground."
"I didn't delete it after that," she said a little self-destructively, "I've died anyway, so you haven't forgotten that you have died."
Jiang Feng: "..."
I am special!
You, a saint, actually asked Daihou to borrow his strength, and even organized a n-day tour of hell for me, just for the f*cking...
Jiang Feng was very angry.
She was really cheated to death while she was alive.
Who would have thought of this?
The sage continued to feel guilty, "I didn't expect that your heart would be cut open by other people."
Jiang Feng: "... who?"
"It's the blood-clothed men in the prophecy."
Jiang Feng: "I see."
Sure enough, it was still Chongde, and no one else could do such a thing except him.
"However, I have helped you deal with the aftermath. You can see that they have no doubt in their memory that you are not dead."
Jiang Feng remained expressionless, "Is there only a few people who know about drinking poison?"
Only Gu Ziming knew it clearly, but the people in Jiangfu, even Chen and Li, didn't know the details.
The saint's tone suddenly choked up, "Yeah, I didn't even use that much strength for you. It's really harder to tell a lie than to tell a lie."
Jiang Feng: "...you deserve it!"
[choking sound]
"Wait a minute, what do you mean by the prophecy? Qingming and the others...didn't you just make it up?"
[choking sound]
"Don't cry, am I not Jianguo? I still cry when I am not poor!"
"not enough……"
[choking sound] [choking sound] [choking sound]
Jiang Feng: "...Let Daihou lend you some later?"
"That's what you said." The choking sound disappeared instantly, and the voice was full of vitality again.
Jiang Feng was expressionless.
"I didn't make it up, it was Baisha."
"White Sand? What is it?"
"I don't know either, I picked it up."
"You can predict the future after holding it. It is more difficult to use. I also fumbled for a long time after I died to use it."
"It's a lot of consumption," she said, "Don't think about it, this thing was sacrificed with me. I suspect that I am so smooth, and it is also due to this thing."
"Where did you pick it up?"
"Underwater."
"Underwater???"
"It's a beautiful lake."
"The Lake of Purification?"
"Ah yes."
Jiang Feng fell into deep thought, "Long Water King Seal?"
"I don't know. I only picked up this one. After all, I'm not very good at swimming."
Jiang Feng fell into deep thought, "Which world does it come from? Since you are the Dao of Heaven, can you control other worlds?"
She was referring to the world beyond the continent.
"I'm too weak to do that."
"What I wanted to try before, when I was ready, turned out that the dynasty entered the middle and late stages, and I could only sigh."
Jiang Feng: "..."
"Where does your strength come from?"
This time the sage answered quickly.
"From literati, they are the most important. As long as one of them is alive, I can always get a share of power. The higher the rank, the greater the power."
"However, there are still fewer literati, so I will mostly use the power of the dragon's veins, and if I have spare energy, I will absorb some and accumulate it."
She choked up again, "So when I was ready to go, I found that the dragon's veins were weak, and I was afraid that the dragon's veins would be weak, and if I needed to make up for it in the future, I could only..."
Jiang Feng imagined a cat with teary eyes.
What a miserable girl.
Why are saints so cute?
She looks like Xu Zigui.
I couldn't bear it any longer, and asked directly, "What is your relationship with Xu Zigui, does the heart of a saint have anything to do with you?"
"Xu Zigui? I don't have any offspring. Back then, I was so focused on seeking knowledge that I didn't have time to get married."
"Maybe they are descendants of my clan, who knows."
"King of Nan'an."
"I don't know, I don't know, I don't understand."
"Okay, that saint's heart?"
"The heart of a saint? I'm dead, I don't have a heart, don't talk nonsense."
"But Zigui's ability is very special..." Jiang Feng described it in detail, "And she can directly reach three thousand miles of purple energy when she ascends to the altar. If it has nothing to do with you, I don't believe it..."
"Wait, Ziqi is three thousand miles away?"
The saint changed his words, "That should have something to do with me."
"But it must have nothing to do with the saint's heart. It's just returning to the ancestors. At most, it's my name."
"After you go out, ask her for a bunch of incense. When you go back, if you have any problems, find a place to offer incense. If I sense it, I will go to you. Remember to call Xu Zigui by your side, and I will take a look."
"Well, if you haven't…"
"still have a question."
"what is the problem?"
Jiang Feng said word by word, "Why did I come here?"
The space fell into silence.
After a long time, the sage said, "I found it."
"In other words, I sacrificed a large part of my power to find you."
Jiang Feng wondered, "Why?"
"I'm just an ordinary person."
The saint is particularly serious this time, "follow the guidance of fate."
"So you made a mistake and sent us to Chongde...?"
The saint felt guilty for a moment, "I don't even think about it for the first time."
"Don't ask, I can't explain it if I ask, who told me that I can only use it but can't play it?"
"Go out, thank you, goodbye."
The next moment, Jiang Feng was unilaterally disconnected, and after a daze, he opened his eyes.
At this moment, Ji Che was talking to someone else.
"How, how do you feel?"
Jiang Feng: "It feels very..."
She stopped suddenly, looked at Ji Che, and found that she was looking behind her.
Jiang Feng immediately turned his head, "Hey, why are you here as an idol?"
Yu Zhou looked at her expressionlessly, "She asked me to come."
Jiang Feng was stunned.
The next moment, there seemed to be a long choked sound in her ear.
Oh, I want to borrow money.
Jiang Feng rolled his eyes, "Don't lend it to her, let her write an IOU. She is a saint, and she still asks ghosts to borrow money and prostitutes for nothing. Isn't it shameful?"
Yu Zhou suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
She said how she lost some strength from time to time, and it turned out that she had stolen it.
Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Do you know a saint?"
Yu Zhou: "I don't know who she is."
After a pause, she said, "I do know her."
She looked at Jiang Feng for a while, "I can hold on for so long, and she has helped me a lot."
The saint seemed unable to intervene in reality, but Jiang Feng could almost imagine her tone.
Yu Zhou is too pitiful!
Watch the lively choking monster!
Jiang Feng suddenly turned his head, "Is the saint related to Xu Zigui by blood?"
Ji Che looked at her suspiciously, "It seems, right?"
"Her family has descendants far away, and they were married to the King of Nan'an at that time."
"They're all surnamed Xu, maybe they were really a family in a more distant time."
Jiang Feng was thoughtful.
It's true, Mao Mao really has a saint ancestor.
"All my questions have been answered, and I know what to do. By the way, she asked you to give me some incense."
As soon as she said those words, Ji Che's face turned as black as an iron pot.
The old god Jiang Feng was there, "Give more, don't be stingy, I may have to contact her to ask about the situation in the future."
"By the way, it's really the last question, don't stare at me..."
Ji Che gritted her teeth, "Say."
"How much does Qin Qiu know?"
Ji Che didn't expect her to ask this, "I haven't told her, but I don't guarantee how much she can guess."
"What? Did she tell you?" She was a little interested.
But Jiang Feng saw her vigilance.
Jiang Feng had also experienced this kind of vigilance.
Ji Xiang had it too.
This kind of vigilance is called warning of being poached#
Jiang Feng shrugged, "No, no matter how I asked her, I didn't tell her, saying that you didn't tell her."
Ji Che's expression was normal again, "What she said is right."
"By the way, tell her not to wander around outside if she's okay. After her injury has healed, it's time to come back and help me."
While talking, she actually sent Jiang Feng out, talking as she walked.
As for Daihou, he was left inside to be plucked by someone.
Qin Qiu's ears moved, and he turned his head calmly, "Your Majesty?"
Ji Che smiled kindly, "When you come back this time, are you going to leave?"
Qin Qiu: "..."
"Don't go, don't go."
"But Ji ordered her to..."
"Her sweetheart is alive, what are you still doing?"
Ji Che said without hesitation, "Come back to work!"
Qin Qiu had no choice but to bow his head, "I obey, Your Majesty."
Jiang Feng looked at her like a social animal caught by the boss for fishing.
Miserable, Qin Qiu, miserable.
Yu Shu bumped her shoulder, "How is it? Did you gain anything?"
Jiang Feng: "The harvest is great."
Seeing Qin Qiu being dragged in by Ji Che, Jiang Feng and Yu Shu left side by side, ready to turn around and tell Ji Ming that Qin Qiu's big club was about to work.
However, with Qin Qiu's direction in charge, she estimated that she would soon find a reason to work, and come to find Ji Ming to fish in a fair manner.
After all, all the foreigners are running away, and there are only three or two big cats and kittens left in Yulongshan Temple, and they have nothing to do.
"By the way, my ancestor went in before, why didn't she come out?"
Jiang Feng: "She has been plucked by the saint for many years."
What a miserable girl.
Yu Shu: "???"
【Speak】
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