The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

Ji Sheng counted with his fingers several times, but the expression on his face still couldn't believe it.

What is the concept of 300 years of robbery?

At least four or five lives, if more, ninety lives are possible.

After 300 years of reincarnation in the dust realm, if it was any other immortal, he would have been infected with greed and hatred long ago, and lost his immortality.

Looking at Qi Wushen, there was a little more joy in his eyes.

He knows Qi Wushen too well, this person has no Dao heart at all, and Feisheng is purely based on face, how can he survive these long lifetimes of mortal world?

"But what chance is there?" Ji Sheng couldn't help asking.

Qi Wushen lowered his head, repeatedly pressed his fingers on his temples, and his brows were furrowed again.

"That's the problem, I don't remember anything." He murmured in a low voice, his expression was a little painful, and his head seemed to be hurting again.

Ji Sheng comforted: "Then don't think about it, left and right are all mundane matters, it shouldn't be important, just forget it."

Qi Wushen nodded, but his brows still did not open.

After walking for a while, a small village by the river gradually appeared. From a distance, the houses looked like houses, with smoke curling up from the kitchen and the smell of rice.

"Cross the bamboo bridge ahead."

At this time, Xiao Zhu walked up to him with a rake on his shoulder: "You two little immortals, I finally understand."

"Oh?" The two came together at the same time.

It turned out that this group of villagers were farming nearby terraced fields, but they saw a large group of flames flying across the sky.Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there is a fire in July. The so-called fire is the "star of fire".The villagers thought that coming from the stars must be immortals, so they gathered towards the place where the flowing fire fell, and this was the beginning of the scene.

"I thought, isn't Zunjun's crane red? It must be flying in vain. Looking up from the bottom, it looks like a ball of fire. That's why it's recognized as a flowing fire."

Qi Wushen lightly waved the folding fan: "Since he is not honored by others, this meal is not worth it."

The bamboo bridge is thin and narrow, and it can only be passed by one person. With the presence of immortals, the villagers naturally dare not go first.

After a little humility, Zong Wu walked in the front, and Qi Wushen was pushed to the second place.

The body of the bridge was floating on the water, and the feet were wobbly, and the shackles on Zong Wu's ankles were particularly loud.

With the swaying figure of the bamboo bridge occupying the center of the field of vision, Qi Wushen clenched his fists, and finally he couldn't help it, he sped up his pace slightly, and stayed at the boundary of the safe distance from the master.

Looking back again, Ji Sheng was afraid of the water and walked tremblingly, the distance is not too close at this time.

Qi Wushen clenched his fist slightly, as if he had made up his mind, lowered his voice, and spoke slowly.

"Master...your child..." He asked very restrainedly, for fear of offending Master.

Zong Wu paused.

"En." He responded lightly, quickened his steps slightly, and threw Qi Wushen out of a safe distance.

"..." Unspeakable emotions flashed across his eyes, his fists were clenched tightly, and then loosened again, Qi Wushen didn't ask any more questions.

I thought I would be taken to a certain villager's house, but unexpectedly I went to the ancestral hall instead.

As soon as they entered the door, the villagers said that the food would come later, and then scattered away, leaving only a few people in the ancestral hall surrounded by the spirit card.

The plaque in front of you is particularly eye-catching, and the red lanterns have faded, revealing the mottled bamboo bones.The couplets are new, but the characters on them are flailing and clawing, which looks ghostly.

Being in such an environment, it was inevitable that he felt nervous, and Ji Sheng began to find nothing to say.

"Did you notice what this village is called just now?" He stretched his neck and asked.

Qi Wushen shook the fan with one hand, and his fingertips fell lightly and orderly on the dusty table, the dust was cut away, the tabletop revealed its original color, and the word "Daizui" with a pen and a dragon's snake appeared.

only……

Dai drunk, Dai sin.

Ji Sheng said again: "When I first heard from the villagers, I planned to ask them what crime they were wearing. Fortunately, I didn't have the chance, otherwise it would be too rude. This name is really strange."

Xiaozhu was a little puzzled: "Isn't it a homonym, what's so strange about it?"

"Isn't that strange? Your family's name is so unlucky?"

"..."

While speaking, Ji Sheng leaned forward and looked at Qi Wushen's writing.

The boy's notes are lively and lively but also imply tension, which can be seen from practice.

"Eh? That's really weird. You said, we usually skip class together. How come the words you write have a certain shape, and what I write looks like a dog paw." The tone is a bit sophisticated .

He also wrote the word "Dai Zui", and the two's handwriting was stacked one on top of the other. In comparison, those who said it was a dog pick up were flattering.

Qi Wushen didn't smile, and said lightly: "I didn't practice my handwriting after my ascension."

"That's right, cough cough, that's right, that's right, I've never asked, what did you do before you ascended?"

"Guess?" Qi Wushen raised his eyebrows, showing a look of beating, and then dodged away.

Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew, blowing the white cloth under the plaque, making a "woo-woo" sound, and a few pieces of yellowed paper money were blown from nowhere, and they just stuck on Ji Sheng's face. It's getting weirder.

"Why is it so gloomy? You said, they didn't take us home, did they want to seek money and kill us? Daizui, Daizui, this village is not full of desperadoes, right?" Ji Sheng hugged Qi Wushen's arm.

"Immortals are afraid of ghosts, this is really the first time I've seen them." Qi Wushen looked at the shrine in the corner, there were some yellow talismans pasted there like ghostly symbols, and he didn't know which old acquaintance was enshrining.

He said again: "Whether there are ghosts or not, don't you know if you turn the compass?"

The compass is not like a magic fan, it can still be used without spiritual power supply.

Hearing this, Ji Sheng bravely picked up the compass.

For a moment, the compass stopped, and there was no vision, but he was still worried, looked at Qi Wushen timidly, and said: "Is there not? Can you help me see?"

Knowing that he was scaring himself, Qi Wushen still took the compass and walked around the ancestral hall decently, touching here and looking there, as if he was really checking carefully.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a shrine.

"What's wrong?" Ji Sheng looked cowardly at Qi Wushen.

The friend's face was a little dignified.

When he saw the Liuren compass clearly, Ji Sheng yelled "Mom" in fright, and hugged Qi Wushen's arm again.

"Help, help, help, there are, there are ghosts!" He was so frightened that he shook his legs.

Seeing him frightened like this, Zong Wu also stepped forward.

I saw the compass pointer spinning crazily, this range, unless the entire ancestral hall is filled with evil spirits.

Zong Wu's face changed slightly, and he lightly lifted the sleeves of his snow cape, revealing a pair of overlapping simple wooden rings, engraved with the sun, moon and five stars, and the north and south double dippers.

Jade fingers walked across the ring like a dragonfly, and a pair of thin lips slowly opened.

"It doesn't look like there are evil things."

An ordinary sentence, without using force, but extremely convincing, Ji Sheng immediately cast a hopeful look.

Zong Wu's eyes drifted to the statue in the shrine, and he followed suit.

It was a statue of a god riding a galloping horse. The eye-catching bright colors and near-perfect exquisite workmanship indicated that it was expensive.

"With the money to make this statue, it is enough to repair the entire ancestral hall." Ji Sheng complained silently.

In the next second, he suddenly reacted——

"Damn, this is metal! Qi Wushen, you, you, you are playing me again!"

Ji Sheng shook off his friend's hand, according to his understanding of his friend, at this moment, Qi Wushen would show a beating smile, and then quickly run away, but...

"Well, I lied to you." Qi Wushen just dropped a few words flatly.

"What's wrong?" Ji Sheng was a little surprised.

Qi Wushen didn't answer, but still stared at the statue.

Not only him, but Zong Wu could also see the magic.

Following the gazes of the two, Ji Sheng looked at the radiant statue again.

The horse is galloping with its mane raised, lifelike, and the person on the horse wears a hood, and the skirt flutters in the wind, which is quite strong, and looks like a majestic general.

"Why does it look familiar? What do you think?" Ji Sheng murmured while rubbing his chin.

It's a pity that no one agrees.

After some time, a man who looked like a village head came from outside the door, along with tables, chairs, benches, food, and tea.

The village chief rubbed his cracked and sore hands, and looked at the people with some embarrassment: "Fairies, our village is really too poor, and this ancestral hall is not bad. I feel wronged that you have dinner here. Take care."

"Ah... so it is, I thought it was murder for money just now..." Ji Sheng lowered his voice and said to Qi Wushen, with a bit of guilt in his expression.

"En." Qi Wushen responded shallowly, and then pointed to the food on the table, his eyes darkened.

"You see, this is a meal for us."

Some of the meals on the table are served in bowls and some in pots. They are completely different in size, style, old and new. At first glance, they are "boutiques" selected from the homes of various farmers.

The guilt in my heart inevitably increased a little more.

Several people ate this meal absent-mindedly. Although the meal was not rich, the frequency of using chopsticks plummeted when they thought that it was taken from the villagers' rations.

Halfway through eating, Ji Sheng suggested: "Give them some money when we leave."

Qi Wushen also had the same idea, but he had just descended to earth, and they didn't have a penny on them.

He pressed the gold-painted folding fan on his waist: "Use this."

"Isn't that good? That fan of yours is more than enough to buy the entire village, or... use another one, which is plain, and should be able to pay for the meal."

"How can I do that? That one was given by Master, I can't bear it."

"Or, look at my compass?"

"You dare to give the family heirloom, are you not afraid that your brother will beat you?"

when--

The sound of metal hitting the table was heard.

I saw Zong Wu take out a few pieces of broken silver from the pocket of the snow cloak, and put them on the table neatly.

"this."

Problem solved instantly, just...

"How can there be something in the world on the gentleman?"

"I, I don't know." Qi Wushen's eyebrows twitched twice.

When the meal was almost over, the village chief placed three futons outside the threshold of the ancestral hall, and many people crowded outside the door.

"Immortals, we have never seen a living immortal, and everyone wants to come and worship."

"..." I don't know who agreed, and when I came back to my senses, the villagers had already entered one by one, their eyes were timid, and they didn't dare to look at them.

In the quiet ancestral hall, the sound of "Boom, Boom" sounded rhythmically.

Having never received such worship, Xiaozhu was a little timid.

Ji Sheng was also very disturbed, and lowered his voice and said: "I heard that they are asking for "marriage", "peace", and "asking for rain and good harvest". ? "

Qi Wushen shook his head.

——People live with a purpose, since they have received food from others, they have to inherit this expectation.That's the reason for being a fairy.

They are high above, and there is no reason to say "I can't do it, don't believe me".

After a meal, the villagers finally confiscated the meal money they wanted to pay.Several people promised that after they found a place to stay, they would draw some talismans and send them to them. Although they could not use spiritual power, they would still have the effect of protecting the house, settling down the house, and warding off evil spirits and disasters.

The immediate priority was to find a place to stay, so he asked the village chief how to get to the nearest town.

"The nearest town is eighteen miles away, but the weather is probably..."

Qi Wushen leaned out of the ancestral hall, and at some point, black clouds gathered in the sky.

——It’s the approaching thunderstorm.

The author says:

Guess who Qi Wushen was before his ascension?

A. Young General;

B. The precious little prince;

C. Brothel boy;

D. Little beggars on the street