Zao Niang brought out the teacup and placed it on the stone table.
"Sir, please have some tea. Who is this?"
Zao Niang looked at Xiezhi and could clearly see that it was not its real body, and it didn't even have any flesh and blood.
Before Ji Yuan could say anything, Xiezhi stood up on its own and bowed solemnly to Zao Niang, his attitude obviously very respectful.
"My last name is Xie, Zao Niang, you can call me Mr. Xie. I am a friend of Mr. Ji."
The woman in front of him was no simple country cultivator; she was a true spiritual root of heaven and earth, and no one could ignore her. In today's world, she was considered a legendary existence by most cultivators.
"It's Mr. Xie!"
Zao Niang bowed gracefully in response, but the little students in the yard started shouting.
"Bullshit, his name is Mr. Xie." "That's right, he is just a painting!"
"That's right, you are just a Xiezhi in a painting, you are nothing but a piece of shit Mr. Xie."
"That's right, you get a lot of free food and drinks from the master!" "Shame on you!"
"Shame on you!" "Shame on you!"
The Xiezhi grinned and glanced at the small words in the courtyard that were written in faint ink light.
"That was treated by your master, it's not your turn to complain, I will eat it again in the future, I will eat it again!"
Xiezhi deliberately spoke to the little characters in a particularly exaggerated tone. To Ji Yuan, this tone could be described in one word: "deserving a beating."
The small courtyard was in an uproar. The little characters who had not originally surrounded Xiezhi also rushed over and chattered around the stone table, trying to quarrel with Xiezhi. However, Xiezhi, who was well aware of the temper of these little guys, instead picked up the teacup and happily drank the tea poured by Zao Niang, completely ignoring these little characters, making them feel powerful but without where to use their power.
After scolding for a while, the little ones' voices quieted down and they all went to play in the yard.
This scene was something Ji Yuanchang had witnessed before. He felt that this painting and this calligraphy had probably matched countless times in his sleeves.
"How dare you, a great Xiezhi, compare yourself to a bunch of kids."
Xiezhi drank the tea, then picked up a date and took a bite.
"A bunch of kids? These kids are incredible. If I don't have some ability, I'll be annoyed to death. Occasionally quarreling with them is also a good way to pass the time."
In the eyes of Xiezhi, so many small characters are actually very different from each other. Some characters, such as "sword" and "sharp", are often extremely sharp and sharp, while "change" is agile and unpredictable. Obviously, each character has its own direction of practice.
"Okay, eat yours. Forget about the fire dates. You can eat more of these dates."
As he spoke, Ji Yuan put down the teacup and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, intending to take the opportunity to write down what he had learned from the previous sword discussion with Tu Yi.
When Ji Yuan spread out the white paper, the small courtyard became quiet. Even the Xiezhi slowed down its chewing of the dates. It stretched its neck to look at the paper while eating.
Previously, Ji Yuan's drunken sword strike in his dream shocked not only Yuhu Dongtian and Foyin Mingwang, but even Xiezhi didn't know what happened in the process. He only knew that Ji Yuan must have killed Tu Siyan in his dream? This was not something like the soul leaving the body and traveling far away. Anyway, he couldn't feel anything in Ji Yuan's sleeves.
Zao Niang had already sat down under the tree with a book in her arms. There were many small characters surrounding her. She was whispering to her about some things that Ji Yuan had experienced when he was out. There were small things like teaching a child to read and write in the Southern Wilderness, and there were also grand scenes of using thunder magic to bring down heavenly disasters and destroying countless demons. There was also a scene about a drunken sword fight where someone used some unknown magical power to kill Tu Siyan. Zao Niang was listening with great interest. From time to time, she looked at Ji Yuan who was sitting there, imagining how the master looked and felt when he was doing these things.
The words written by Ji Yuan seemed to fall on the calm water and blend directly into it? And formed waves of ink on the paper. At first glance, they were words, but when you look at them again, they turned into the scene of the previous sword fight with Tu Yi? There was sword intent overflowing, and even the aroma of wine floating in the air.
"Buzz..."
The Qingteng Sword made a soft sound behind Ji Yuan, and the sword's intent permeated the entire Ju'an Pavilion. Apart from Ji Yuan, the Qingteng Sword was the only one who knew everything about the murder in the dream.
As the sun rises and sets, the people of Ning'an County not only live their usual lives, but more and more people are discussing the affairs of the new people of Dazhen, but still no one knows that Ji Yuan is back.
Although the sword book is very spirited, it would not take too long to write down a sword fight. The key lies in the last sword move. About a month and a half later, Ji Yuan had almost finished writing it.
Xiezhi had been watching nearby, and only at this moment did he finally understand what had happened.
"It turns out that the last move of your sword fight with Tu Yi was not incomplete because you were drunk, but you just cut Tu Siyan."
At this moment, Wang Youhong had already landed outside Ning'an County. He didn't know this town before, but now because of a hair of Ji Yuan, he was able to follow the induction and come here to find Ji Yuan.
Of course, he did not come empty-handed. As instructed by Ji Yuan, he also carried a withered blood peach tree with him.
At first, Wang Youhong was a little confused when she arrived in Ning'an County. She didn't know where Ji Yuan was. But slowly, relying on her feeling, Wang Youhong entered Tianniufang and walked in naturally.
When I walked to the alley, I saw a red fox running towards me. The two of them stopped outside the alley and looked at each other.
"You are neither human nor immortal."
Hu Yun pointed at Wang Youhong and spoke first. He could sense the evilness of this young man, but he was not afraid of him. He came to Ning'an County and walked along this alley, so he was most likely here to find Mr. Ji, and he would not be a troublemaker at all.
"Aren't you neither a human nor a fairy?"
Wang Youhong said this lightly, but Hu Yun squatted down, put one paw on his waist and pointed the other paw at his nose.
"Nonsense, isn't it obvious from my appearance? Are you here to see Mr. Ji? You came at the wrong time. Mr. Ji is not at home."
"Oh no?"
Wang Youhong frowned and thought for a while. Mr. Ji should be there. After thinking about it, he decided to follow his feeling and go to see for himself. Hu Yun did not stop him. He also wanted to go to Ju'an Pavilion anyway. However, Zao Niang would probably not meet strangers.
However, when the man and the fox arrived at the door of Ju'an Pavilion, they found that the door had been slowly opened before they arrived. Ji Yuan and a stranger were sitting in the yard, the former writing and the latter drinking tea comfortably, and there was a pile of date pits on the table.
Hu Yun's expression was very similar to Zao Niang's before. The fox showed obvious surprise on his face and rushed into the small courtyard in a few steps.
"Mr. Ji, you're back? How long have you been back? How long can you stay? I brought a young boy with me..."
Only after seeing Ji Yuan writing for him did Hu Yun calm down and listen to the small words on the side answering his questions on behalf of Ji Yuan.
Ji Yuan looked up towards the door. Wang Youhong was still standing there, but her eyes were not looking at him, but at Zao Niang who was sitting under the tree.
Originally, she came to see Ji Yuan with a nervous mood, but at this moment, looking at the dignified, quiet, bright and charming Zao Niang, the strong sense of intimacy made Wang Youhong unable to look away. Seeing that the woman was also glancing at her, her face blushed and she quickly looked away.
At this moment, Ji Yuan put away his pen, looked up towards the door, first looked at Wang Youhong, then looked at Zao Niang who looked puzzled, and then turned his gaze back. Xiezhi on the side spoke before him.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Wang? Did you get the dried peach tree?"
When Wang Youhong heard Xiezhi's words, she shuddered suddenly and hurriedly shifted her attention to Ji Yuan and the other scary man. She quickly walked a few steps closer to the door and saluted the two of them solemnly.
"Wang Youhong greets Mr. Ji and Mr. Xiezhi! I have already obtained the withered peach tree. If it is convenient for you, I will show it to you right away."
Ji Yuan nodded and looked at the fox on the side.
"Just put it in this courtyard, Hu Yun closes the door."
"OK!"
Hu Yun sat under the tree without moving, but after he responded, a ghostly figure emerged from his shadow, turned into a phantom, swayed in front of the door of Ju'an Pavilion, returned to Hu Yun's shadow, and then disappeared into it.
The gate of Ju'an Pavilion was slammed shut with the bolt fastened on it.
It was obvious that Hu Yun wanted to show off in front of Ji Yuan, and his goal was achieved. This scene attracted the attention of others and made Ji Yuan marvel at it, thinking it was quite desirable.
Wang Youhong also subconsciously took a closer look at the red fox. She had never seen the kind of magic that was used just now. Anyone who could be related to Mr. Ji should not be underestimated, even if it was just a fox that had not yet transformed.
Without any hesitation, Wang Youhong shook her sleeves, and a ray of blood light emerged from them. A blood peach tree as thick as a water tank and as tall as two stories appeared in the courtyard of Ju'an Pavilion.
This blood peach tree had obviously been uprooted, and the trunk was almost half rotten. Of course, there were no green leaves or red flowers, and it even had a faint stench.
Hu Yun held his nose and hid beside Zao Niang. A group of little characters in the yard flew around, chirping and shouting "It stinks, it stinks so much". What they smelled was not something at the olfactory level, so their reaction was more exaggerated.
Ji Yuan could no longer bear the stench, so he turned around and looked at the Xiezhi that was staring blankly at the peach tree.
"Do you eat this?"
The Xiezhi also shuddered violently.
"What a joke! I'd rather eat dirt than this! It's simply corrupting the soul, just burn it!"