After looking at the starry sky for a while in the temple, Ji Yuan went back to the house to sleep.
The bed in the room is padded with straw and cotton, which is actually quite comfortable, especially since the straw is evenly laid and new. However, it is best to change the straw on this type of bed regularly.
He took off his shoes and clothes, then lay down on his side. The jade stick above the pillow had been replaced with another one. It now read "The Art of Controlling Water", which was definitely a more orthodox water-controlling technique than the orthodox immortal sect's water-controlling technique.
About midnight, Ji Yuan opened his eyes from his sleep and heard some noise outside the Taoist temple.
The two Taoist priests opposite were sleeping soundly. Ji Yuan stood up, put on his coat, got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.
The mountain breeze outside was cool, and Ji Yuan jumped lightly to the roof of the Taoist temple's kitchen. The whole process was silent.
The wall of the Taoist temple's kitchen was connected to the wall of the courtyard. The kitchen had two doors, one facing the courtyard and the other facing the outside. There were two animals the size of kittens rummaging around on the other side of the kitchen's outer door, chewing on bone scraps and the like that had been temporarily placed there.
“Crackle…Crackle…”
"Crack..." "Ugh..."
The two beasts would occasionally fight over something and let out threatening roars.
Ji Yuan sat down slowly on the roof of the kitchen with great interest. His body was spotless and there would be no smell at all. He also deliberately made no sound so as not to scare the two animals that were eating.
Look at their small bodies and fairly sharp teeth, small heads and slender bodies, and slightly large tails. At least they don't look like cats.
"Is this a weasel? Some kind of mountain ferret? Maybe some kind of marten!"
Animals like jackals, tigers, leopards, foxes and monkeys are easily identifiable, and even Ji Yuan with poor eyesight can easily distinguish them. But it is a little difficult for Ji Yuan to distinguish these two little creatures clearly. Anyway, they are definitely not cats or squirrels.
The only things the two little animals could fight over were some fish bones and vegetable scraps soaked in fish soup. Ji Yuan and Qi Wen were relatively clean eaters, so it was impossible to expect there to be much meat.
Although these two little animals look very smart, Ji Yuan can’t see anything special about them at the moment. After all, he has seen a lot of smart animals in his two lives, and observing them on the roof at the moment is just a matter of interest.
After all, there weren't many bones and scraps, so the two little animals scrambled to eat some small bones and licked some marrow from the fish spine. The only things left were the large bones that couldn't be eaten.
But even so, the two little animals still walked away with a bone in their mouths. I guess they tasted good even if they couldn't eat it.
Just when I walked about seven or eight feet outside the Taoist temple, a night owl suddenly flapped its wings and swooped down from a tree.
"Chuck...Chuck..."
The two small animals on the ground sensed danger and made rapid cries, and the night owl also showed its sharp claws.
"Hey~~~~~"
With an animal scream, one of the small animals was caught by the night owl.
There was a noise of flapping wings, the roar of animals, and the cry of night owls.
Ji Yuan was sitting on the roof of the Taoist temple's kitchen, listening and watching. He heard clearly but didn't see clearly, and he knew exactly what was happening. This is the way of survival for all living things.
However, in this situation, the other animal suspected to be a marten should have fled immediately, but now it pounced on it with its fangs and claws, its beak hooked like a sickle and claws as sharp as a knife, fighting with it to the death.
The night owl flapped its wings and tried to fly, and the other animal under its claws kept struggling, and even turned back and bit the night owl's leg.
“Beep~~~”
The night owl flapped its wings frantically in pain, swung its sharp claws, and pecked at the marten under its feet with its sharp beak. In just a few pecks, the marten's skin and flesh were torn apart.
The other marten pounced on the night owl like crazy and bit its wing.
"Duwu..."
Snap, snap, snap…
The night owl finally let go of its prey and flew away flapping its wings. The two little animals were also injured. The one that was caught first looked dying. Even so, it was still struggling to move its body and tried its best to hide in a bush nearby. Ji Yuan knew that they had not left, or they were temporarily unable to leave and did not dare to leave.
The reaction just now does not mean that these two little animals have gained intelligence. The intelligence of animals is different from their own intelligence and emotions. Intelligence, with the word "spiritual" always coming first, represents the beginning of an essential transformation.
But it is undeniable that animals that have awakened their spiritual intelligence have all evolved from similar beasts that are smarter and more emotional.
Ji Yuan stood up and prepared to turn around and leave, but he thought about it before leaving. He stretched out his hand, and a piece of fresh fish tail left in the kitchen flew out, weighing about two or three pounds.
He put a little bit of extremely weak spiritual energy on the fish meat, then used a few straws picked up from the ground as a rope, pierced a hole in the fish tail, and threw it under the eaves.
As the fish tail fell, it was caught on the wooden window sill of the kitchen's outer door. It swayed there, and it seemed like it would fall to the ground soon, but it never did. After about seven or eight breaths, the amplitude of the swing gradually weakened, and then it stabilized there.
The fish tail was only about one foot above the ground, and the spiritual energy in it was only a tiny wisp. Eating this meat would be slightly beneficial for injuries and fill the stomach, but it had no other use.
By the time the fish tail was stabilized, the people on the kitchen roof had disappeared. It was unclear whether the two little animals would have the courage to take the fish tail again. It was even possible that the night owl or other wild beasts would take the fish.
'If the fish tail is still there the next morning, use it to cook.'
With this thought in mind, Ji Yuan returned to the house. Before he lay down again, he suddenly had another idea. So he took out a crumpled white paper from the bag beside the bed and went out of the house again.
Then Ji Yuan took a step as light as smoke, tapping his feet on the rocks, as if splashing in a mountain stream, and headed towards the top of Yanxia Peak.
The Qingteng Sword, which was originally leaning against the bed in the room, sensed that Ji Yuan had left the Taoist temple and was climbing upwards, and immediately floated up, flew out of the window and chased after its master.
Yunshan Temple itself is located above the waistline of Yanxia Peak, not at the top of the mountain, but the location of Yunshan Temple is high enough, and it only took Ji Yuan a dozen breaths to reach the top.
The space at the top of Yanxia Peak is about sixty to seventy meters square. There are no rocks or trees to block the view. In addition, the space is transparent from front to back, and the mountain breeze is much stronger than at the bottom.
Sitting cross-legged on a large flat rock, Ji Yuan took out a white paper from his arms, rubbed it on both sides of the paper with his hands, and the white paper became flat again.
Using his left hand as a support and his right index finger as a pen, Ji Yuan started to write on the white paper. Although there was no ink, there was magic power woven into the words. It was a combination of imperial decree and using objects to convey the spirit. Ji Yuan was quite good at this kind of little invention.
After I finished writing, I felt it and, just to be on the safe side, I injected some more fine and smooth magic power into it, so that it covered the entire surface of the paper.
"Well, the next step is to see if my craftsmanship has declined. This is how it should be folded, right?"
Ji Yuan muttered to himself and started to work on the white paper. He tried folding it repeatedly, and the paper became wrinkled and flat. After several times, an exquisite paper crane appeared in his hands.
"Phew... not so bad, not so bad!"
He looked at the paper crane carefully from left to right, and felt relieved after repeatedly confirming its exquisiteness. Then Ji Yuan used his index finger to dip into the saliva on his tongue and wrote a word on each of the crane's wings, "fan" on the left and "move" on the right.
"That's about it. Please come on."
Ji Yuan was not saying this to the paper crane, but to the Qingteng Sword behind him. It was impossible for this little paper crane to have the ability to fly across thousands of mountains and rivers.
Ji Yuan took out another strand of his own long hair, wrapped it around the paper crane's neck for several weeks, and then tied it to the hilt of the Qingteng sword.
"Go ahead."
As soon as the master finished speaking, the Green Ivy Sword immediately pulled the paper crane up into the high wind, protecting the crane's body with the sword's intent, and then turned into a stream of light and flew away in the direction of Gyeonggi Prefecture.
After watching Qingteng Sword leave, Ji Yuan did not go down the mountain, because he did not climb to the top to deliver the letter, otherwise he could do it at Yunshan Temple. The main reason was to come to see the sunrise.
Even the paper crane was made as a spur-of-the-moment experiment.
After waiting in the night wind for half the night, the sky had already turned white, and then golden light appeared. A moment later, the entire Yunshan area was like the sun rising in the sea of clouds...
Not to mention the spiritual energy from the clouds, Ji Yuan couldn't help but open his eyes wide at this moment. It was the first time in his life that he saw the beautiful scenery of the sunrise over the sea of clouds.
. . .
It was already sunrise in Yunshan, but the sky was still gray in Gyeonggi Province.
The Qingteng Sword traveled thousands of miles, broke through the strong wind and fell from the sky above the Tongtian River in Jizhou, and hung precisely on the top of the Temple of the Goddess of the River next to Zhuangyuan Ferry.
The sword made a slight sound, and Ji Yuan's long hair fell off at the hilt, and the whole hair was wrapped around the paper crane's neck.
After the paper crane fell freely and was blown by the wind a few times, something magical happened.
The paper crane actually began to flap its wings, stabilizing its body that was floating in the wind, and then it flapped its paper wings and fell towards the Temple of the Goddess of the River.
Qingteng Sword waited in the air for a moment, and when he saw the paper crane fall into the temple, he took off again.
Inside the Tongtianjiang River Temple.
A thousand paper cranes flew like silent birds, passing through the temple corridors, across the houses, and finally flew into the main hall through the air vent.
After flying around the statue of Goddess Jiang for several times, the paper crane landed on the statue's right hand, and after a flash of light, it returned to silence.
About a quarter of an hour later, a gentle woman in gorgeous clothes came hurriedly. The fact that the temple was not yet open could not stop her. Finally, she pushed open the door of the main hall and walked in.
When the Dragon Girl entered the main hall, she raised her head and her sights were focused on the right hand of her own statue. She stretched out her hand and a paper crane flew over and landed in her palm.
As soon as the paper crane landed in the dragon girl's palm, it flapped its wings twice, which aroused the dragon girl's curiosity and she poked it twice, but the paper crane was no longer alive.
"What kind of magic is this? It's quite interesting. Is this hair Uncle Ji's?"
Subconsciously pulling out the hair of the paper crane, the dragon girl's paper crane demonstrated its ability to convey the spirit through objects, and conveyed Ji Yuan's letter to the dragon girl Ying Ruoli.
After a long time, the message was conveyed, but the dragon girl stared at the paper crane in disbelief. She looked up and down many times, but it was just an ordinary piece of rice paper.
"No way... a piece of paper flew six thousand miles? This..."