It's a pity that the boats going to various places from Xianren Ferry are not available immediately. The boundary flying boat is not a bus, and there is no fixed frequency and fixed stop.

When Hu Li and the other foxes dared to enter the hall where Yuelu Mountain handles the border ferry business, they were disappointed by the news they got.

"Xianchang, you don't know either?"

Hu Li and the other foxes all stood in front of the relevant governors of Yuelu Mountain, with "disappointment" written on each of their fifteen faces, and the surrounding people and the monks of Yuelu Mountain couldn't help laughing, although these foxes all looked like adults. , but in their eyes they are really "children", especially the purity of the pure spirit, even those immortal cultivators are pleasing to the eye.

The monk of Yuelu Mountain who is currently on duty is a monk with the appearance of a short-bearded old man. Seeing that the foxes are like this, he replied with a smile.

"After all, the ferry of the realm is the treasure of various holy places and immortal sects. It is not urgent for people to rely on this to make money. Although they always go to some places every year, they are just for the convenience of their teachers and fellow Taoists. I Yuelu Mountain will not force it. They list out the list routes in advance, and most of them wait for the border crossing to take off from the place where they belong, and they will naturally receive the induction at the place where they plan to stop along the way, so that the approximate date and other information will appear on the response card.”

As Governor Tsukkayama said, he pointed to the signs hanging on the wall in the hall.

Although the foxes didn't fully understand it, they somewhat understood what this old immortal cultivator meant. Basically, it was impossible to go to Lanzhou in the Western Regions right away.

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

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

"Why don't we go to do odd jobs. I think there are many mortal shops over there that also recruit workers."

"Is this okay?" "Why not? It's really not okay to pay less, just take care of room and board?"

A few foxes started a discussion there, and the other foxes were obviously very moved. This scene also made the monks in Yuelu Mountain smile knowingly. It is rare to see such monsters. If they are really stupid and cute, that kind of clear Inspiration and innocence, I really doubt what a master has taught me.

And at this time, Hu Li and the others' discussions also came to a conclusion, and Hu Li still made the final decision.

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

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

I have to say that the way the foxes answered was greatly influenced by the small characters. During the time when Ji Yuan was in the Wei's Manor, the small characters and the little paper cranes were not subject to any constraints. The small characters were magical. The dialogue also fascinated the foxes.

After making up their minds, the foxes did not forget their etiquette, and under the leadership of Hu Li, they bowed to the monk of Yuelu Mountain together.

"Thank you Xianchang for letting me know, we will come here often to see it!"

"Thank you Xianchang!"

After the salute, the foxes turned around one after another. The Yuelu Mountain cultivators looked at each other with a smile, and the old man in the middle also spoke.

"Please stay ahead."

The foxes paused and turned their heads cautiously, but they didn't feel any malice. Instead, they saw the old man take out a token and hand it to Huli.

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

Hu Li subconsciously took the token with both hands, only to see the words written on the front and back, the reverse reads: "The willow shoots on the moon, the top of Luming Mountain"; the front reads: "Luming Bing Er".

"Thank you Immortal for the order!"

"Go, just return it to me when you leave."

The foxes thanked them for a long time, and the excitement on their faces could not be stopped. They jumped up and down with joy. Some shouted, some ate, some shouted, and some fell asleep.

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

"Hahahaha... These foxes are really interesting!"

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

"That's right, I think that Jade Fox Cave is a holy place for the fox clan. If all these foxes gather here, then it will be worthy of its name."

The foxes couldn't hear the words in the hall, but they happily walked out of the Yuelu Mountain Palace, but they were seen by Wang Youhong and others who had been keeping an eye on this direction.

It's just that several people have their own thoughts, and Lao Niu is also thinking in his heart, if Mr. Ji sees these foxes, he must be very interested.

……

Gradually, summer passed and autumn came, and Mr. Ji, as people said, had traveled all over the land of Zuyue in half a year, and the battle that was very important to Dazhen and Zuyue was also coming to an end.

Dazhen's army was so powerful that it had already passed the Yongding Pass and entered Zuyue's country, but it received less and less resistance.

Not only in the eyes of Ji Yuan, but also in the eyes of many people of insight in the two countries, the world is also in the general situation. The destruction of the country by the ancestors is only related to the speed of the Dazhen army and the speed of the Champaign to establish a new order. The so-called resistance of Vietnam will not constitute much influence.

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

"Mr. Ji seems to be in trouble?"

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

Ji Yuan smiled at Hong Shengting.

"There are indeed some things. It seems that someone at home will come to me, so I have to go back..."

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

"Hongshan God, who are you?"

"Oh, this, uh heh heh."

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

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

"Hahahaha... that disappoints Mr.

Hong Shengting laughed, then shook the bamboo tube, and then plugged the stopper.

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

Hong Shengting swayed a bit and looked in the direction of Ting Qiu Mountain.

"This water is at the heart of my Tingqiu Mountain range. The spring water that emerges from the stalactites of the mountain spirit is extremely rare and rare. The barrel in Hong's hand has been saved for a hundred years. Although it is not wine, Mr. Water assists winemaking, plus proper techniques, you will get great wine!"

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

"That's right, it's kind of interesting!"

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

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

"Hahahaha, although Hong does not have such a rare thing as a thousand bucket pots in the hands of Mr., but there are still some profound things."

"So, thank you Ji!"

"You're welcome, sir!"

Ji Yuan grabbed the bamboo rope and bowed to Hong Shengting.

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

"Sir, please!"

Hong Shengting also returned the gift, looking at the back of Ji Yuan stepping away from the cloud, he shouted again from behind.

"Mr. Ji, if you can make good wine in the future, you must let Hong try it too!"

"God Hong Shan, don't worry!"

Ji Yuan responded with a smile, and after holding the bamboo tube in the cloud to measure it, she put it in her sleeve.

Ordinary winemaking doesn't require much water, but the water in hand can turn decay into magic. In a sense, it is indeed more precious than wine.

……

It was also about this time that a woman wearing a pale pink shirt walked outside Ning'an County.

The woman stood outside Ning'an County with an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and a gray bag. She looked at the familiar city with joy on her face. It was Sun Yaya, whose foundation of cultivation had been consolidated.

"My hometown is still so peaceful and beautiful..."

Arriving here, Sun Yaya suddenly became a little nervous. Although she had been in correspondence with her family, she hadn't come back for so many years. She didn't know what was going on at home, or how different her family was from her memory.

With this kind of apprehension, Sun Yaya stepped into the city gate of Ning'an County.

As soon as she entered the city, the shouting that was full of life became more and more obvious. Not only did it not make Sun Yaya feel noisy, but it made Sun Yaya feel more peaceful.

Today's Sun Yaya is of course more radiant and immortal, but after entering the city, she also made necessary "hiding clumsiness", so although there are still many people looking at her, it will not cause much impact.

Sun Yaya did not go straight to Tongshufang's house, but turned towards Tianniufang. Before she reached the entrance of the square, she could smell a familiar fragrance.

Standing on the street in the distance, Sun Yaya looked at the street outside Tianniufang with tears in her eyes. At the noodle stall full of memories and still familiar, a slightly hunched old man was busy there.

Although Sun Fu is old, his legs and feet are still sharp and his body is strong. He still comes to his old location almost every day to set up a stall~lightnovelpub.net~ He also adheres to the rules of Sun's noodle stall.

It was just after the meal order, and only one customer at the noodle stall asked for a bowl of soup. Sun Fu held a wooden tray in one hand, wiped the tabletops with a rag in the other hand, and cleaned up the tabletops that had been soiled by the previous customers.

At a certain moment, Sun Fu seemed to suddenly feel something, raised his head, and a woman in red stood in front of the booth and looked at him.

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

"Girl...what would you like?"

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

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

"Boom..."

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... come back... just come back, just come back!"

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