"Very similar, very similar to what?"
Yin Zhaoxian looked up following Yin Qing's gaze. The calm and imposing statue of the City God sat high in front of the stage. An inexplicable sense of familiarity rose in his heart.
"Daddy..."
"Let's go home!"
Yin Qing was a little hesitant to speak, and Yin Zhaoxian did not point it out. He pulled his son and walked out of the temple in silence.
He brushed shoulders with the many pilgrims coming in and out of the City God Temple, and took no glances at the various goods being hawked outside the temple. Master Yin's pace was even faster than when he came.
Only after leaving the temple did Yin Zhaoxian slow down his slightly sore steps.
"Qing'er, what did you just say?"
Yin Qing answered nervously while meeting his father's gaze.
"The old man just now looked exactly like the City God in the temple! Dad, I really didn't see it wrong and I wasn't talking nonsense!!"
"Um!"
Yin Zhaoxian responded softly, which made Yin Qing, who was originally prepared to face his father's criticism, a little stunned.
"Father actually felt that he looked somewhat familiar just now, but he was not sure."
Normal people would not carefully look at the City God's appearance when worshipping him. In addition, the old man just now only saw him a few times and did not remember his appearance clearly. Yin Zhaoxian was not sure, but Yin Qing remembered it clearly.
"Qing'er, you can't tell anyone about what happened today, not even your mother. Do you remember that?"
"oh… "
"Um?"
"Noted, Dad..."
Yin Qing was a little puzzled as to why he couldn't even tell his mother, but he didn't dare to talk back to his father.
"Well, Qing'er, you have to remember that women have long hair but short knowledge. Your mother is better, but not to a certain extent. When she chats with the neighbors, she will spill everything!"
Now Yin Qing seemed to understand a little.
"By the way, next time you see that great gentleman you mentioned, you must greet him politely. Did you remember that?"
"Yeah, I've got that!"
Yin Zhaoxian took Yin Qing home, thinking in his heart that if nothing happened to the new resident of Ju'an Xiaoge in half a month, he would take Yin Qing to visit him in person!
Some people believe in ghosts and gods, while others scoff at them. Most people hear them from mouth, while few have seen them with their own eyes. But it is undeniable that most people would rather believe them than not, and at the very least, they would keep a fearful heart.
But for Yin Zhaoxian, this time, it was really mysterious!
. . .
Ji Yuan had already returned home. He did not lock the yard and the inner room when he went out. Not only because there was nothing to steal, but also because no thief would dare to come to Ju'an Pavilion to steal things.
He opened the door, took out the willow branches he had picked on the road from his sleeve pocket, rolled up his sleeves and started his belated teeth brushing exercise.
Brushing teeth is one of the most inconvenient things Ji Yuan found after coming here. Willow branches cannot be used casually. Before brushing teeth, break the willow branches into sections, take two sections and soften the top to make fibers, brush all over the teeth like a small brush, and then use thinner new willow branches to pick the gaps between teeth.
After tinkering with it for a long time, Ji Yuan picked up the wooden ladle and scooped half a ladle of water into his mouth.
"Uh, boo, boo, boo... Ugh..."
I spat out a mouthful of green mouthwash and rinsed my mouth several times before I felt it was clean.
In fact, salt is more effective, but salt is expensive. If you are not a noble, it would be a waste to use it to brush your teeth. Ji Yuan feels that he is not worthy of such luxury.
After brushing his teeth, Ji Yuan felt that he might have nothing to do for a long time that day. He had no internet, no mobile phone, and no acquaintances to chat with. There was no point in going out, unless he could go to the temple fair at night and go shopping.
'Oh, it makes me look more like a lonely old man... How did my grandfather and uncle pass the time in the past?'
As soon as I thought of the question, an answer jumped into my mind.
Play chess!
And this was also related to his greatest reliance, so Ji Yuan couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had just asked the old City God about the chess record.
Thinking of this, Ji Yuan sat on the stone bench in the yard, stretched out his right arm, clenched his hand into a sword shape, and visualized the chess piece in his mind.
After the familiar electric tingling sensation arose, the shadow of the chess piece also appeared at the tip of the sword.
'black!'
Ji Yuan was shocked. The original chess piece had a vague sense of illusion, and it was difficult to tell whether it was white or black. But at this moment, the chess piece was still illusory, but it was already a black piece.
Not only did the color turn black, but the black piece at this moment produced a feeling of being closer to reality at the fingertips, which made Ji Yuan wonder if this piece could really be "placed" onto the chessboard someday.
As for why this change occurred, it was most likely related to the finger he pointed at that evil thing last night. Considering the cold feeling of that thing being sucked onto his arm and spinning, it was not difficult to infer what had been absorbed by the chess piece.
"Yin Qi? The evil energy from the ground? It can't be evil energy, right? Let's try to see if we can absorb the spiritual energy."
In fact, Ji Yuan had a strange feeling before. Normally, when he held the chess pieces and gathered spirits, it seemed that the chess pieces had some kind of suction force, but they never absorbed any spiritual energy or absorbed very little. He needed to figure it out slowly in the future.
Putting aside the things he couldn't figure out for the moment, Ji Yuan cleared his mind of all distractions and began to visualize the Lan Ke chess game in his mind.
As Ji Yuan had fewer and fewer distractions and became more and more focused, the wind began to blow in the courtyard.
The wind was not strong, but continuous, surrounding Ji Yuan within a ten-foot radius. Rays of green spiritual energy gathered from all directions, accumulating a gradually rich green around the black spot.
"Yes, very good!"
This time no one disturbed him, and Ji Yuan tried to see if there was a limit.
Woo… Woo…
The wind was still the same strength, but it seemed that Ji Yuan could hear the sound of the wind. The branches and leaves of the jujube tree in the yard were swaying, and the rustling sound was also scattered with the wind.
As for Ji Yuan's fingertips, except for a little black in the center, a large group of green spiritual energy had gathered, the range of which was half a person's length, and it looked like a whirlwind that was slowly rotating.
At this point, Ji Yuan could hardly hold on any longer. His mind began to ache and his arms felt as heavy as if he were lifting a heavy barbell.
Everything has to be done in moderation. Even people like Ji Yuan who value their lives a lot don't dare to absorb so much spiritual energy.
'Let it dissipate first, and then absorb it when it becomes thinner!'
He forced his mind to suppress his visualization of the chess game. The surrounding green spiritual energy dissipated bit by bit and turned into spiritual winds that circulated in the courtyard. When it dissipated to only one third of it, Ji Yuan decided to collect the pieces.
Sizzle…
First there was a sensation of electric shock, then a soreness in the fingertips, and the green spiritual energy flowed in, and the soreness also climbed up the arm.
"Hiss..."
Ji Yuan stood up almost as a conditioned reflex.
Hold on!!
This is an extremely uncomfortable feeling, a signal that the body cannot bear the load. If you take too much nourishing food, it will become poison. Fortunately, I have developed good endurance in the mountain temple, so I can endure this pain.
Ji Yuan kept his mind following the qi, trying not to let the spiritual energy stay at one point, but guiding it to circulate in the body, slowly reducing the pressure.
After about ten minutes, the pain began to ease, and Ji Yuan's body was already shaking and he had some involuntary slight spasms.
"Fortunately, I was smart and dispersed most of the green spirit energy first. Otherwise, it would be too stupid to kill myself like this!"
After another ten minutes, all the reactions in the body subsided.
“Hoo…Hoo…Hoo…”
Ji Yuan gasped for air to calm his heartbeat and physical fatigue, then sat down lazily on the stone table and didn't want to move.
Feeling the wind around me slowly dissipating, the branches and leaves of the jujube tree in the yard swayed happily.