The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

"Master, Linglong's family is still in the village, I think Linglong will definitely follow the master's wishes."

"I hope so."

After saying this, Liu Ji looked up at the blue sky, and then said desolately: "Although I enjoy all the glory and wealth, but it is difficult for me to have children. It is hard to have this single seedling, but there is such a disaster."

Liu Ji let out a long breath, then turned around and walked towards Zhuangzi, leaving a lonely figure behind.

Besides, Yang Heng left Shandong's eldest son and once traveled westward to the edge of the Yellow River.

Originally, I wanted to cross the Yellow River and go straight to Henan in the past few days, but I didn't expect that the boatmen on the bank would not get out of the boat during the high tide of the Yellow River in the past two days, so Yang Heng had no choice but to order the driver to stay nearby. Find a small town to live temporarily.

It should be said that the vicinity of the Yellow River Ferry is also very prosperous, and the small villages are constantly connected.

Therefore, Yang Heng and the others quickly found Sutou in a small village.

This is a small but refined inn. If you say it is small, it is because there are only two or three yards in the front and back of this small inn, and it can accommodate up to 10 people.

If we want to say that this small courtyard is exquisite, it is because the owner of this small inn is also ingenious.

He redecorated the two or three courtyards and divided them into several independent small courtyards.

Each small courtyard is well decorated, and has its own elegant name, such as 'Bo Ya Yun', 'Wei Bian Duan', 'Mo Cai Jian'.

Therefore, this small inn is still very popular with literati and refined scholars.

When Yang Heng entered the inn, the shopkeeper of the inn looked him up and down, and Yang Heng knew that this person was probably a fat sheep.

Because Yang Heng is still wearing the purple silk taoist robe that Liu Ji gave him, and there are two beautiful maids beside him, and there is a coachman running up and down there, so he looks like a rich master.

Therefore, the shopkeeper immediately greeted him courteously, "Master, are you going to be a top student, or staying in the shop?"

Yang Heng smiled and slapped Jishou, and then said: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, we originally wanted to cross the Yellow River, but the Yellow River is high tide these two days, we can only stay here for two days, I don't know about your inn Are there any rooms available?"

"Yes, yes, the 'Mo Cai Room' is empty."

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper personally led the way, leading Yang Heng and the others to a very elegant and secluded small courtyard behind.

Arriving here, the shopkeeper said very proudly: "This is carefully designed by my master, are you satisfied, Daoist?"

Yang Heng didn't know anything about architecture, but seeing the proud look of the shopkeeper, he couldn't disappoint, so he said a few polite words.

The shopkeeper was satisfied when he heard Yang Heng's praise, and then opened the gate with a smile to lead Yang Heng into the yard.

After that, the shopkeeper gave a brief introduction to the layout of the yard, and then withdrew.

Yang Heng looked at the courtyard for a while, then went straight into the main room, and then ordered the maids around him to tidy up the room for him to rest.

After everything was arranged, the boy at the inn respectfully entered the small courtyard surrounded by Yang Heng and asked, "Guest officer, do you want to eat in the courtyard, or go to the front hall."

"Go to the front hall."

"Okay, Master Dao, I'll go to the front and prepare it for you."

After finishing speaking, the young man hurried to the front to prepare a table for Yang Heng.

And Yang Heng sat for a while, until the maids cleaned up the room, and then he led the people out of the small courtyard and came to the front hall.

As for the boy just now, when he saw Yang Heng, he entered the hall, and immediately led Yang Heng to a table by the window.

"Master, what are you going to eat?"

"What don't you have? Just a few dishes."

After Yang Heng finished speaking, the coachman who had been following Yang Heng immediately took out a certain piece of silver and threw it into the boy's hand.

The guy came forward and laughed so hard that his forehead lines were all apart, and then he yelled to the back: "Master will reward you with an ingot of silver, good wine and good food will be prepared later."

Following the boy's yell, someone answered immediately in the kitchen behind.

"The good wine and food will be here soon, please wait a moment."

Sure enough, there is still money to do things, and within a short time, there are seven or eight dishes on the table.

Yang Heng saw that there were indeed a lot of dishes on the table, so he turned his head and said to the two maids standing behind him, "You guys also come over and eat together, you don't have to stand there to serve me."

The two maids looked at each other but didn't dare to go forward. In the end, Yang Heng insisted again and again, and they sat down at the table obediently.

But the coachman was much better. He sat beside Yang Heng, and immediately picked up the jug and poured Yang Heng a glass of wine.

Yang Heng picked up the wine and took a sip, and found that the wine in this small hotel was not bad, and it was not watered.

Then Yang Heng picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth.

The two servant girls saw that Yang Heng had already started eating and drinking, so they dared to pick up the chopsticks and gently put the vegetables in their mouths.

Just like that, Yang Heng began to drink by himself.

At this moment, Yang Heng suddenly heard a few people whispering at the next table.

If it was someone else, they would not be able to hear what these people said, but when they met Yang Heng, a Jindan real person, Yang Heng could hear these words clearly.

"Brother, is what you said true?"

"If I lie to you, I will die."

"If that's the case, this Frog God is too domineering."

"Then what can be done, who will make him a god, and who can disobey his favorite son-in-law."

When it came to this point, the third person who hadn't spoken all the time suddenly said, "Keep your voice down, if the Frog God hears what you just said, you will suffer retribution if you make trouble."

This sentence immediately made the other two people shut their mouths tightly, and then began to look around hesitantly, afraid that there would be a god watching them beside them.

Suddenly there was a cry of frogs outside the window, and then the three people who had been whispering just now all changed colors together.

And those two people who spread gossip about the Frog God were even more frightened!

Listening to the conversation between these two people, Yang Heng felt a little curious, what kind of god made these people so taboo?

What happened next was even stranger.

I saw a frog the size of a teacup suddenly jumping into the lobby of the inn, but everyone present turned a blind eye to it.

Yang Heng couldn't help being curious and called his buddy.

"I said man, do you have so many frogs? They're all coming into the house."

The guy turned pale with fright when he heard the teasing tone in Yang Heng's tone.

He hurriedly took a step forward, moved closer to Yang Heng, and said in a low voice: "Guest officer, be careful that your misfortune comes out of your mouth."

Yang Heng said disapprovingly: "What's the matter? I think you are alarmist."

The buddy said helplessly, "Guest officer, this is no ordinary frog."

When he said this, he looked around mysteriously, "This is the messenger of the Frog God."

After sitting here for a while, Yang Heng heard the name of the Frog God several times, so he asked curiously, "What kind of god is this Frog God? Tell me about it."

That guy might have some scruples, so he hesitated, and he just kept talking about him.

Lao Li, the coachman sitting next to Yang Heng, became a little impatient, "If you have anything to say, just say it, are you afraid that our Daoist will lose your reward?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Yang Heng and saw Yang Heng smiling and nodding, so he took out dozens of copper coins and threw them on the table.

"Say it quickly, say it quickly, after it's over, we Daoist will still reward you."

Seeing that there was a reward, the man immediately put all his scruples behind him.

He first looked at the frog at the door of the inn, and saw that it seemed to be staring at the kitchen instead of this side, so he whispered about the matter.

It turns out that the people here believe in the Frog God and are very devout.There are temples dedicated to the frog god all over the country.Sometimes there are tens of millions of frogs in the temple, and some of them are even as big as a steamer.

If someone offends the God of Green Baby, there will be strange omens in the house: the frog will crawl around on the table, on the bed, and even climb up the slippery wall without falling off, with various strange shapes.

Once this sign appears, it indicates that something unlucky will happen to this family.Very effective.

Therefore, the common people are very taboo about it.

Chapter 273 Deviating to Tiger Mountain

After Yang Heng listened, a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

Just now he thought that this frog god had some origins, but now it seems that it is just an evil god, at most it is a kind of five-handed god.

But when Yang Heng was full of disdain, the frog lying in the hall suddenly looked this way, and then the guy who told Yang Heng about the origin of the frog god began to tremble all over his body, and then foamed at the mouth. on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the entire inn was in a mess.

Even the coachman Lao Li who was following Yang Heng was shocked, and now he shrank his body towards Yang Heng, really afraid that some evil spirit would really come and grab his soul.

And those buddies and shopkeepers in the store also rushed here, and began to call the boy's name non-stop.

But these are all in vain, the little boy is still lying on the ground and twitching non-stop, looking like he is about to die.

As soon as Yang Heng frowned, there was a burst of anger.

A little evil god dared to stir up trouble in front of him. If he didn't teach him a lesson, he would really think that he was a real god.

So Yang Heng wanted to affect the King Kong in his body.

As soon as the golden core was touched by Yang Heng, it immediately released bursts of mana and fluctuations, covering the entire inn.

And the frog who looked to this side just now was enveloped by the mana fluctuation, and immediately fell to the ground stiffly, as if dead.

And the boy who fell on the ground was enveloped by Yang Heng's mana, and there was a heat flow all over his body, straight from his dantian to his forehead.

As this kind of mana flowed on him, the boy gradually stopped twitching, and then slowly opened his eyes to look at the concerned eyes around him, a little inexplicable.

What happened just now?Why am I lying here, and what kind of eyes is that on the shopkeeper next to me?

The shopkeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the boy woke up.

Should this boy be his relative?Otherwise, it would be impossible to serve those wealthy guests ahead of other boys.

"Quick, send the third son to the back room to rest."

The other guys heard the shopkeeper's order, and immediately carried the little guy named Sanzi and went straight to the back.

After the shopkeeper finished handling the affairs in the lobby, he looked up at Yang Heng, shook his head, and left without saying a word.

From the shopkeeper's face, Yang Heng could clearly see that the shopkeeper looked at them no differently from seeing dead people.

At this time, the other people in the hall looked at Yang Heng with weird expressions, and then they paid the money one by one in a hurry, and left the inn as if they were fleeing, as if they were afraid of being stuck in some catastrophe.

Seeing this situation, Yang Heng aroused his temper instead.

Xin said: I won't be leaving for two days, but I want to see what you, the frog god, can do to me.Maybe I still want to serve the people, except for you, the scourge.

After thinking of this, Yang Heng immediately told the coachman Lao Li, "We won't leave tomorrow, I plan to live in this small town for two days."

The coachman Lao Li twitched his face when he heard Yang Heng's words, and then asked cautiously: "Master Dao, do we really want to live here? It's best to leave as soon as possible."

"Hehe," Yang Heng sneered for a while, "It's just a little hairy god, what is there to worry about?"

After saying this, Yang Heng stood up and shouted loudly to Sifang: "I have seen a lot of big winds and waves in the poor way, and I will meet this frog god here for a while today."

And the shopkeeper in the distance trembled with fright after hearing Yang Heng's shout.

He thought in his heart, he thought he would climb a fat sheep, but he didn't expect to see an ignorant one. If the Frog God heard what he said just now, not only these people would suffer, even the people in this small inn would suffer. Well done.

Therefore, the shopkeeper wanted to get rid of Yang Heng and the others as soon as possible, so as not to cause them any trouble.

The shopkeeper had an idea as soon as he rolled his eyes. He asked the kitchen to cook some good dishes, and then he personally carried the tray to Yang Heng's table, and put all kinds of delicacies on the table one by one.

After serving the food and wine, the shopkeeper didn't leave, just stood beside him and moved the corners of his mouth a few times. Finally, he didn't have the nerve to say the words to drive Yang Heng away, and finally choked out a sentence: "Extreme guest officer came to our town for the first time. , I invite some guest officials to have some dishes."

The appearance of the shopkeeper also caught Yang Heng's attention.

He picked up the fried lamb liver with chopsticks, chewed it in his mouth, and nodded.

"Shopkeeper, you cook this dish well."

"Everywhere, there are guest officials who come and go to help."

And the shopkeeper took advantage of this opportunity to strike up a conversation, and finally spoke out what was in his heart.

"Master Daoist, to be honest, there are already people in the small courtyard where you live, and I forgot about it because of my lack of thoughtfulness. Now, go out and find a better inn, if it doesn’t work, I’ll pay you some taels.”

The shopkeeper heaved a long sigh of relief after saying this, his eyes fixed on Yang Heng's face, and he didn't leave at all.

Yang Heng ate a few mouthfuls of food as if nothing had happened, and then said with a smile: "What are you talking about? I have already lived in the inn. Where can I move out? Don't worry about your little thoughts."

Seeing that Yang Heng had broken his mind, the shopkeeper felt a little helpless, so he could only tell the truth in the end.

"Let me tell you the truth, the Frog God is powerful, and it is a very famous god in the vicinity. If you offended him today, I am afraid he will come to you for revenge. Our small inn, but I can't bear the two great gods tossing around here."