Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 702: Just come back

Unfortunately, the ships going to all directions at Immortal Ferry are not immediately available. The boundary flying boat is not a bus, and there are no fixed departures and fixed stops.

When Hu Li and other foxes braved themselves to enter the hall where Yuelu Mountain handles realm ferry affairs, the news they received disappointed them.

"You don't know, Immortal Master?"

Hu Li and a group of foxes all stood in front of the relevant governor of Yuelu Mountain, with "disappointment" written clearly on their fifteen faces. The surrounding people and several monks from Yuelu Mountain couldn't help but laugh, although these foxes were all He looks like an adult, but in their eyes he is really just a "child", especially the pure nature of the spirit, which even they, the immortal cultivators, find pleasing to the eye.

The man from Yuelu Mountain who is on duty now is a monk who looks like an old man with a short beard. Seeing the foxes like this, he replied with a smile.

"Realm Ferry is after all a treasure of the Immortal Sects in various Holy Lands. People don't urgently rely on this to make money. Although they always travel to some places every year, it is just for the convenience of their own masters and fellow Taoists. I, Yuelu Mountain, still We don’t force them to list the route in advance. Instead, they will wait for the realm ferry to take off from where it belongs. When they plan to stop along the way, they will naturally receive the response, and the approximate date and other information will appear on the response board. "

Governor Wollusan said while pointing to the signs hanging on the wall in the hall.

Although the foxes did not fully understand, they somewhat understood what the old immortal cultivator meant. Basically, it was impossible to go to Lanzhou in the Western Region immediately.

"Hey, I don't know how long it will take..."

"Yeah, it's so scary here, and we don't have enough money..."

"How about we go do odd jobs? I see there are many ordinary shops over there that are also hiring workers."

"Is this okay?" "Why not? If it doesn't work, the salary will be less and we can just take care of food and housing?"

A few foxes were discussing there, and the other foxes were obviously very moved. This scene also made several monks in Yuelu Mountain smile knowingly. It is rare to see such monsters, unless they are really stupid and cute. That sense of pure inspiration and innocence, I really doubt it was taught by an expert.

Now Hu Li and the others' deliberations have come to fruition, and Hu Li still has the final say.

"Okay, let's do it like this, find a suitable shop, let's go make money, and live carefully here. When there is a suitable ferry, we will go to Lanzhou in the Western Region!"

"Yes!" "That's right." "That's it!"

It must be said that the foxes’ way of answering was greatly influenced by the little characters. When Ji Yuan was at the Wei Manor, the little characters and the little paper cranes were not restricted. Their magical conversations also impressed the foxes.

After making up their mind, the foxes did not forget their etiquette, and under the leadership of Hu Li, they saluted the Yuelu Mountain monks together.

"Thank you for letting me know, we will come here often!"

"Thank you, Immortal!"

After saluting, the foxes turned around one after another. The Yuelushan monks behind them smiled at each other, and the old man in the middle also spoke.

"Please stay for now."

The foxes paused and turned their heads cautiously, but they did not feel any malice. Instead, they saw the old man taking out a token and handing it to Hu Li.

"Take it, with this token here, it will be much easier and safer to find some work."

Hu Li subconsciously took the token with both hands and saw words written on both sides. The reverse side said: "The moon is above the willow branches, the deer roars on the top of the mountain"; the front side said: "Deer Ming Bing Er".

"Thank you, Immortal, for your order!"

"Go ahead and return it to me after you leave."

The foxes thanked each other profusely, and couldn't stop the excitement on their faces. They were jumping up and down with joy. Some of them shouted, some ate, some yelled, and some fell asleep.

When the foxes left the hall, everyone in Yuelu Mountain laughed out loud.

"Hahahahaha...these foxes are really interesting!"

"Yes, born as a demon, pure and innocent, this is the spirit fox!"

"Yes, I think the Jade Fox Cave is the Holy Land of the Fox Clan. If all the foxes gathered here are like this, they will be worthy of this name."

The foxes couldn't hear what was said in the hall, but they happily exited the Yuelu Mountain Palace, but they were seen by Wang Youhong and others who had been paying attention in this direction.

It’s just that several people have their own thoughts, and Lao Niu is also thinking that if Mr. Ji sees these foxes, he will definitely be very interested.

……

Gradually, summer goes to autumn, and Mr. Ji, as people call him, has traveled all over the land of Zuyue in half a year. The war that is crucial to both Dazhen and Zuyue is also coming to an end. .

Dazhen's army was overwhelmingly strong. It had already passed the Yongding Pass and invaded Zuyue's country, but it encountered less and less resistance.

Not only in the eyes of Ji Yuan, but also in the eyes of many knowledgeable people in both countries, the general trend of the world has been decided. The destruction of Zuyue is only related to the speed of the march of Dazhen's army and the speed of establishing a new order in the city. , and Zu Yue's so-called resistance will not have much influence.

Standing on the top of the mountain next to Yongding Pass, Ji Yuan calculated with his fingers, looked to the north and smiled, then looked to the south again, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Mr. Ji seems to be in trouble?"

Beside Ji Yuan, Hong Shengting, the **** of Tingqiu Mountain, appeared in front of him, holding a green bamboo tube in his hand.

Ji Yuan smiled at Hong Shengting.

"There is indeed something going on. It seems that someone at home will come to see me. I have to go back..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan's eyes fell on the bamboo tube in Hong Shengting's hand.

"Hongshan God, what are you?"

"Oh, this, uh hehehe."

Hong Shengting smiled and lifted the bamboo tube in his hand and opened the red stopper on it. Ji Yuan sniffed it and said with a smile.

"I thought it was some good wine, but it turned out to be just water!"

"Hahahaha... I am disappointed sir!"

Hong Shengting laughed loudly, then shook the bamboo tube, then inserted the stopper before speaking.

"Sir, Mr. Hong knows that Mr. Hong is good at wine, but he doesn't have any fine wine in his hand. How can we give Mr. ordinary wine to him, but this water..."

Hong Shengting swayed and looked in the direction of Ting Qiu Shan.

"This water is the spring water that emerges from the heart of our Tingqiu Mountains under the stalactite of the mountain spirit. It is an extremely rare and rare thing. The bucket in Hong's hand is a hundred years of savings. Although it is not wine, but if Master uses this water to assist in brewing, and with proper techniques, you will definitely get a good brew!”

Ji Yuan's heart lit up and he suddenly smiled.

"Yes, this is quite interesting!"

Ji Yuan directly reached out and took the bamboo tube from Hong Shengting's hand, weighed and felt it.

"Fortunately, it's not really just this small tube."

"Hahahahaha, although Hong doesn't have something as rare as the Thousand Dou Pot in Mr.'s hand, he still has some profound things."

"That's it, thank you very much Ji!"

"You're welcome, sir!"

Ji Yuan grabbed the bamboo rope and saluted Hong Shengting.

"Ji has something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Excuse me, sir!"

Hong Shengting also returned the gift. Looking at Ji Yuan's retreating figure, he shouted again from behind.

"Mr. Ji, if we make good wine in the future, we must let Mr. Hong taste it too!"

"Don't worry, Hongshan God!"

Ji Yuan responded with a smile. After weighing the bamboo tube in Yun Duan's hand, he put it into his sleeve.

Ordinary winemaking does not require much water, but the water in your hands can turn decay into magic. In a sense, it is indeed more precious than wine.

……

At about the same time, a woman wearing a light pink dress walked outside Ning'an County.

The woman held an oil-paper umbrella and carried a gray baggage. She stood outside Ning'an County, looking at the familiar city with a face full of joy. It was Sun Yaya who had consolidated her spiritual foundation.

‘My hometown is still so peaceful and beautiful...’

Arrived here, Sun Yaya suddenly began to become a little nervous. Although she had always exchanged letters with her family, she had not been back for so many years. She didn't know what the current situation was like at home, and she didn't know how different her family was from her memory.

With this sense of uneasiness, Sun Yaya stepped into the gate of Ning'an County.

As soon as they entered the city, the shouts full of life became more and more obvious. This not only did not make Sun Yaya feel noisy, but made her feel more peaceful.

Of course Sun Yaya is now more radiant and fairy-like, but she also made the necessary "hiding clumsiness" after entering the city, so although there are still many people looking at her, it will not cause any big impact.

Sun Yaya did not go straight to her home in Tongshufang, but turned in the direction of Tianniufang. Before she reached the entrance of the place, she could already smell a familiar fragrance.

Standing at the far corner of the street, Sun Yaya looked with tears in her eyes at the familiar noodle stall full of memories on the street outside Tianniufang, where a slightly stooped old man was busy.

Although Sun Fu is old, his legs and feet are still nimble and his body is strong. He still comes to the same place almost every day to set up a stall and look for books. www.zhaoshuyuan. com also abides by the rules of Sun's noodle stall. It was the same in the past and it is the same today.

It was just after dinner, and there was only one customer at the noodle stall who asked for a bowl of soup. Sun Fu held the wooden tray in one hand and wiped the tabletops with a rag in the other, cleaning up the tabletops stained by previous diners.

At a certain moment, Sun Fu seemed to suddenly feel something. He raised his head and saw a woman in red standing in front of the stall looking at him.

Sun Fu's heart jumped inexplicably, he shook his head and asked carefully.

"Girl...what do you want?"

Hearing this question, Sun Yaya, who was speechless and choked, burst into tears.

"Grandpa! It's Yaya, it's Yaya!"

"Bang..."

Sun Fu's lips trembled, and the tray in his hand fell to the ground. Thousands of words gathered in his throat, and finally only one simple sentence came out.

"Yaya...is back...just come back, just come back!"

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