About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

Yang Yuyao was only in a light sleep, but when Tu Shanwo was in his arms, the nosebleed flowed naturally to his chest, and the hot and moist touch immediately woke him up. Yang Yuyao opened his eyes and sat up. He put his hands under the armpits of Tushan's forelimbs and lifted her up. He frowned when he saw her nose was still bleeding.

"Tu Shan, are you getting angry because of the heat?" Yang Yuyao asked doubtfully.

"Master...Master?!" Tu Shan exclaimed in a trembling voice, with a strong emotion of disbelief. The carriage suddenly stopped, He Qianqing opened the curtain, bent down and got into the carriage.

"Xiaoyao, you...are injured?!" He Qianqing's pupils dilated when he saw the blood on Yang Yuyao's chest.

"No, this is not my blood." Yang Yuyao, who was still holding Tu Shan, quickly put Tu Shan down and said hurriedly. He somehow felt that if he spoke slower, He Qianqing might lose control. "This stupid fox suddenly had a nosebleed for some reason and it just rubbed on my clothes." After Yang Yuyao said this, he cast a cleaning spell on himself and wiped away the blood on his chest.

"You, are you really the owner of this concubine? What is going on?" Tu Shan, who was put back on the floor, looked up at Yang Yuyao and said in disbelief. That set of clothes was indeed Yang Yuyao's before she fell asleep. So are the clothes and hairstyle Yu Yao wears. But what's going on with this face?

"Xiaoyao, why did you suddenly take off your disguise?" He Qianqing was also a little surprised. In order to avoid being caught and exposed, Yang Yuyao now doesn't even take off his mirage when bathing or sleeping, and keeps using Gu Yuan's ordinary public face. Face.

"The rope is broken, so I put the space ring in first. I was a little sleepy just now, so I forgot about it." Yang Yuyao replied, unable to help but yawn again. "Well, Master, this is my calculated plan. Take a look." Yang Yuyao handed He Qianqing the pattern with the optimized formation.

"Xiao Yao, you are as efficient as ever." He Qianqing took it with a smile. Just as he was looking at the optimized formation, the sound of someone calling for robbery came from outside the carriage, followed by the neighing of horses and male moans. Yang Yuyao and He Qianqing used their spiritual senses to scan the situation outside the carriage at the same time. They saw two big men holding their stomachs and howling, and they had to roll on the ground from time to time to avoid the hooves of the red comet kicking towards them. Beside them were two broken kitchen knives.

"They seem to be two little robbers with no eyesight. I'll deal with them." He Qianqing said, dodging and leaving the carriage. After He Qianqing left, Yang Yuyao focused on Tu Shan again. Tu Shan no longer had nosebleeds, but he kept staring at him and started drooling. Yang Yuyao took a step back, his spiritual energy condensed into a barrier, and his thinking had been cultivated. Whether the demonic canine is at risk of rabies and whether it should be killed. However, at this moment, Tu Shan giggled and confused Yang Yuyao.

As a fox demon, Tushan's biggest hobby is to admire beauties. She likes to look at beauties, regardless of gender. And Yang Yuyao was the most beautiful she had ever seen. Even though their fox demons were rich in beauties, none of the senior fox demons looked like this boy after their transformation. Looking at such a beauty, Tu Shan couldn't help but lose his composure.

In the end, Yang Yuyao did not kill him, but used magic to create a spiritual cage and trapped Tushan. Yang Yuyao planned to observe again to confirm whether Tushan was really sick. But before the observation ended, Yang Yuyao found a new leather cord, woven the mirage and the bead that could increase the height adjustment range onto the new leather cord, and put it back on his neck. In the blink of an eye, he was that ordinary-looking young man again.

Tu Shan finally regained his sense and lost the embarrassing look after losing his temper. But seeing the beauty disappearing from his eyes like this, even though he knew it was not a disappearance, but a concealment of her original appearance, Tu Shan suddenly felt sad, his ears drooped, and he began to sob.

"What's going on with this fox demon?" Yang Yuyao looked at Tu Shan, feeling that the pet he picked up was useless and could not be had.

In comparison, the two robbers outside were easy to deal with. After all, just by looking at the kitchen knife, you can tell how unprofessional those two people are. The two robbers were actually villagers from nearby villages, and they were used to doing nothing. This year's weather was not good, and the harvests of each family were not good. Naturally, the two men did not have enough food to celebrate the New Year, so they came up with the idea of ​​robbing passers-by. . They had been guarding here for several days. They didn't like the passers-by on foot because they didn't have much money. When they saw the luxurious carriage, they were afraid that they couldn't afford it, so they didn't dare to move. Until I saw Yang Yuyao's carriage, which looked simple and unpretentious and parked on the side of the road, I immediately felt that this was the most suitable target.

Then, as soon as the two men rushed over with knives, they were kicked away by the red comet. They still didn't give up, thinking that the first time was a coincidence, so they picked up the kitchen knife and charged again, but this time Red Comet was completely rude. The horse's hoof kicked them away again and broke the kitchen knife. Trapped in the car, the red comet can chase them and bite them!

When He Qianqing got out of the carriage, the two realized that the monk they had robbed was so scared that they wet their pants and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy. He Qianqing disliked the smell of urine on both of them and they were both real mortals, so he drove them away. When Yang Yuyao poked his head out, He Qianqing watched the two people leave in a hurry, with a calm expression.

"I heard before that the Sishui Kingdom suffered from a severe drought, and the victims were displaced in all directions. It seems that the Weiwu Kingdom is also in bad shape." Yang Yuyao grabbed the felt curtain and said softly.

"Wei Wu State and Sishui State border, it is normal for the same bad years to occur." He Qianqing was not surprised by this. Although more than two hundred years old is very young for a monk, the ups and downs of this world, the dynasty He Qianqing has also seen a lot of changes. "If it continues like this next year, the monks from Wei Wu Kingdom will have to take action. There will also be monks from Surabaya Kingdom rushing to support."

Although monks always talk about staying away from mundane things, in fact, as long as you are in this world, you cannot truly escape from it. Although monks are powerful, their fertility rate is extremely low and their mortality rate is high. The disciples of various sects mainly come from various mortal families. And if a catastrophe occurs in the human world and people starve to death for thousands of miles, then those ghost tribes who have been dormant for a long time will have the opportunity to counterattack. The human race spent a huge price to eliminate the ghost race until they could only hide it. Naturally, they would not allow such a disaster that would cause big trouble to happen.

Although this world does not have high technology to support agricultural production, it does have monks who can change the weather. However, because of this, the fate of mortals is even more controlled by the monks. After all, whether the most important food, which is vital to life, can be harvested well must depend on the monk's face. As long as the monks don't commit catastrophic death and force people to a dead end, how can mortals dare to make mistakes? What's more, many monks also need mortals to do things for them. Magic can't solve all problems, not to mention that some jobs, such as mining certain mineral materials, require a lot of manual work. Even if the efficiency is low, the monks would rather hire mortals.

The rest of the journey was uneventful. After traveling for almost seven days, they arrived at Jinyang City before sunset. According to the original plan, even if they did not stay in Yutai Town for so many days, they would not arrive at Jinyang City until the Jiahui Festival. However, after Red Comet took the Beast Spirit Pill, he pulled the carriage and ran 800 miles away. The effect is good, and the "fuel consumption" does not increase much. Because they were traveling faster every day, it was the day before New Year's Eve when they arrived at Jinyang City.

At this time, Jinyang City was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and people were wearing new clothes one after another, making it very lively. Even if the times are bad, the farmer's sad face will not affect the rich life of the rich and powerful in the capital. This scene will continue until the festival. However, during this period, there will be different activities to enjoy almost every day.

However, although the streets are busy, the inns are deserted. After all, travel is not popular in this world, and travel is usually short distance. Normal people generally will not stay at an inn at this time. But even so, these inns are still open and have not closed down because of this. As the capital of Wei Wu Kingdom, Jinyang City has both inns run by mortals and immortal inns run by monks. In fact, there are many monks walking around in Jinyang City, accounting for almost one-third of the population.

So they chose Jiaxianjia Inn. He Qianqing transformed into a relatively ordinary face, lowered the boundary and checked the room. After all, as a monk, if you choose an inn run by a mortal, it will be more likely to be suspicious. However, in this world, whether it is a monk's fairy inn or a mortal's inn, there is no need to register identity information. In addition to leaving a name when booking a room in advance, you don't even need to tell your name if you check in directly like them. As long as you pay a sufficient deposit, you will be given the keys.

The inn they stayed in was opened by a female nun in the Jindan stage. The female nun looked about forty years old. She liked to sit on a chair next to the door all day eating fried soybeans and watching the people on the street. Pedestrians coming and going. However, for the guests at her inn, she always said hello to them politely and rarely spoke.

But perhaps because it was approaching the Chinese New Year, she posted a large piece of rice paper in the lobby of the inn and wrote down the daily activities on it. She didn't know whether it was for the convenience of guests to plan their travel plans or for her own viewing. Yang Yuyao looked at these activities and guessed that they must be the annual customs of Wei Wuguo. His original world also had a lot of customs during the Lunar New Year, but for a family like theirs, except for New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, which would be more solemn, other customs were basically omitted. I have to say that Yang Yuyao was a little excited to see such rich activities. But when he thought about the large crowds these activities meant, he immediately lost the motivation to go.

"I'm going to visit my senior sister in the afternoon. Xiaoyao, will you go with me or stay at the inn?" He Qianqing asked after the arrangements were made at the inn.

"I went to find Goodford, he is also in Jinyang City." Yang Yuyao gave a third option, "He said he would invite me to try the dishes developed based on my description."

"Gudfu, the monk who cultivated the food path?" He Qianqing recalled that he had indeed heard Yang Yuyao mention this person.

"Well, it's him." Yang Yuyao nodded.

"Well, pay attention to your own safety and contact me if you need it." He Qianqing paused and agreed to Yang Yuyao's arrangement. It seemed that after experiencing that little secret realm, He Qianqing had figured it out a little bit and was not so nervous about Yang Yuyao's safety that he kept Yang Yuyao within his reach at all times.

"Yes, I will." Yang Yuyao nodded and replied, "I wish Master and Uncle Master a happy relationship."

He Qianqing smiled, reached out and gently held Yang Yuyao's shoulders for a short while, and then quickly pulled away. Yang Yuyao froze for a moment, but He Qianqing could see that Yang Yuyao gradually adapted to his touch and no longer avoided it.

By the afternoon, Tushan was left alone, but she had adapted well to being a pet waiting to die. As for the interaction between Yang Yuyao and He Qianqing, although she was shocked by He Qianqing's behavior at first, now she enjoys it every time she watches the interaction between the two. Even if both of them were disguised, her mind could automatically change their original appearance.

He Qianqing's senior sister, whose surname is Xiao and named Linglong, is one of the few among his senior brothers and sisters who are still alive. He is now over a thousand years old. He bought a big house in Jinyang City a hundred years ago and lives a life no different from ordinary people. Every ten years or so, Xiao Linglong would dismiss all the slaves in the family and select a new group of people. By now, none of these slaves knew that their master was a monk. The maid responsible for leading He Qianqing was extremely shocked when she realized that a monk had come to visit her master. She even thought for a moment that something had happened to the house, so their master took great pains to invite a monk to help solve the problem.

"Ah, Qing'er is here." When He Qianqing saw Xiao Linglong, she was holding a pair of golden scissors and cutting off some plum branches. Seeing He Qianqing coming, she smiled brightly and called him to come to her. "I've invited you here. We, sister and brother, haven't seen each other for many years. It's time to catch up on old times."

After Xiao Linglong asked the maid who led the way to leave, she personally led He Qianqing into the house and closed the wooden door. There were tea sets and tea brewed by the maid on the coffee table in the room. After Xiao Linglong inserted the plum branches into the pure vase, she pulled He Qianqing to sit down. Every move and every move is no different from that of a mortal.

"Senior Sister Xiao, could it be that she has returned to her original nature through cultivation?" He Qianqing was a little curious when he heard that Xiao Linglong was like this, and now he was even more surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.

"No, I just think this kind of life is interesting." Xiao Linglong replied with a chuckle. "Don't look at me like this now. I haven't missed any news about the world of immortality! I heard that Qing'er broke with the Qingfeng Sect because of your disciple's affairs and destroyed the Wang family alone. Senior sister, I have been worried for a long time. ! But looking at your condition now, I guess my little nephew who I have never met should still be alive!"

He Qianqing, who was drinking tea, froze. He did not expect that his senior sister would say such explosive words as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Huhu, it seems that my guess is right. Don't be nervous, I will keep it a secret. I guess you must have special considerations in hiding this matter." Xiao Linglong covered her mouth and continued to say with a smile, "But why don't you keep my little one secret?" Bring your nephew to show to senior sister? Even if he is Qing'er, your only disciple, there is no need to hide it like this, right? He has rejected me so many times, so senior sister, I have never seen my so-called The nephew of the most beautiful woman in the world of immortality." Xiao Linglong glared at He Qianqing complainingly.

"Now is not the time." He Qianqing said prevaricatingly. Then, he noticed a gaze. He Qianqing looked over and found that it was a cat dragging a gun in the snow. The cat originally walked out of the side room leisurely, but stopped when it noticed He Qianqing. When He Qianqing's eyes fell on it, the cat's body stiffened, its pupils shrank, and it slowly retreated behind the door and disappeared. Gone. "That's the cat you raised, senior sister?"

"Exactly, this child is called Chu Qing. I picked it up after a rain. He is well-behaved, but he is very afraid of strangers. He doesn't dare to show up when strangers come." Xiao Linglong glanced at the cat softly. Leaving direction, said. "Why, Qing'er, are you interested in cats?"

"A bit, its reaction and expression are very similar to someone I know." He Qianqing said with a smile. He could almost imagine Yang Yuyao and the cat hiding in the corner and quietly looking at each other with the same expression.

"Really?" Although He Qianqing didn't say who it was, Xiao Linglong had already guessed that the person her junior brother was talking about was her junior nephew Yang Yuyao, "I guess he is also a child who is afraid of life. Oh, I am looking forward to it. What will it be like when that child meets my Chuqing?" Xiao Linglong said with a smile.