I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

Yan Moji was sitting in the magnificent hall, with melon and fruit candy cakes on the table in front of him, but he didn't even think about moving.

It's been a whole day.

A day ago, the people from Jinxiumen took him to change into this big boat, and then left Qiao Dani alone on the small Uppong boat, throwing a bag of silver beside her.

Jing Yushan smiled at Qiao Dani, who was already a little foolish with fright, and said, "I told you to spare your life, but don't say I broke my promise."

Yan Moji looked at the boat left alone on the river, pursed his lips slightly, clenched his fists, and his face was pale.

He was completely sure that this Hall Master Jing only showed respect to him on the surface, but on the inside he was frightening himself by killing him face to face, so that he could be obedient.

Although the Qiao family and his wife treated the original body badly, they still provided the original body with a place to eat and live. Even if they owed the original body, it was far from being ruined;

This is especially true for the children of Qiao's family, the youngest boy is still underage!

Yan Moji has never felt so clearly that the cruelty and ruthlessness of these Jianghu people made him fearful, and his heart was also ignited with surging anger.

——Li Si, Qian Ping, and Brother Wu, are they all like this Hall Master Jing?

He thought back on Li Si's cheerfulness, Qian Ping's honesty, and his brother Wu's focus and gentleness. No matter what, he couldn't believe that they would be the same as the laughing and murderous Hall Master Jing in front of him.

Yan Moji lowered his head, hiding the confusion and determination in his eyes.

Just now he inquired about the whereabouts of Qian Ping and the others when he was taken away, and he was even mentally prepared for the unfortunate death of Qian Ping.

Unexpectedly, Hall Master Jing shook his head with some pity, and confessed to himself that because of the sneak attack by the old man who knew Fire Yang Palm, his subordinates failed to complete the task of silence.

Qian Ping and the others were still alive, which made Yan Moji heave a sigh of relief, and the sense of panic caused by witnessing the death of the Qiao family couple also subsided a little.

In any case, Yan Moji is clearly aware at this moment that he doesn't want to follow this Jinxiu Sect master to the so-called "recognize ancestors and return to his clan".

Mixed food is his only home in this world.

It's just that they are still on the river now. Although Yan Moji can swim, he also knows that the possibility of him going up the river with no direction to the bank and then returning to Qingzhou City is too small.

——I can only wait for them to dock before looking for another chance...

Yan Moji's thoughts turned in his heart, the expression of fear that hadn't faded since the death of Qiao's parents was still on his face, and he cowered in his position.

The Hall Master Jing seemed very satisfied with Yan Moji's timid and cowering appearance, the contempt in his eyes flashed away, he raised his wine glass and smiled heartily: "Second Young Master, don't worry, you returned to the capital to recognize your ancestors, I have a lot of glory and wealth to enjoy, and then I won't deal with rough people like us."

Yan Moji now has some doubts about what Jing Yushan said about "recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan".If it was really the relatives of the original body, or someone from the royal family entrusted them to come to the door, why did Jing Yushan give himself a blow and kill him in front of his face?

——It's not so much to vent your anger on yourself, it's better to say that you want to deter yourself, so that you can get out of control and be obedient.

Hall Master Jing seemed to see Yan Moji's disbelief, took a sip from his wine glass, and said calmly: "Second Master Yan, although our Jinxiumen's methods are not very elegant, we are open and frank with you after all; my lord I know that you and Ji Jueyan have lived together for more than a year, and you already have some feelings, but you might as well think about it, why did Ji Jueyan take the initiative to ask you to be his wife? And why did you always hide your identity?"

Yan Moji remained silent and did not speak.

Why Ji Mingwu would marry the original body was also his question, but Yan Moji always believed in his own eyes. Compared with this inexplicably appearing Jinxiu Sect master, Ji Mingwu and him have been together day and night for a year, and it is easier for him believe.

But of course he would not express this idea, but pretended to be afraid, and took the opportunity to ask: "When will we arrive in the capital?"

Jing Yushan didn't seem to want to persuade Yan Moji right now, he played with the wine glass in his hand, thought for a while, and then replied: "You can go ashore after seven or eight days by water, and then take a carriage for about ten days. Then we can reach the capital."

——That is to say, we will stay on the ship for seven or eight days...

Thinking of this, Yan Moji suddenly had a small thought in his heart:

——If Brother Wu is really No. 1 under the legendary master, will he be stepping on lightness skills and running thousands of miles to save himself?

Yan Moji's mind was still spinning, and suddenly he heard Jing Yushan add: "However, we have to finish one last thing before we can go on the road."

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, seeing the deep smile on Jing Yushan's face, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

Jing Yushan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Yan Moji up and down, and then grinned, but what he said was with a cold killing intent: "Kill Ji Jueyan."

Yan Moji suddenly raised his head as if falling into an ice cave.

Jing Yushan was still grinning, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he said slowly: "I said before——the majesty of the royal family cannot be violated."

...

"Jianzong's disciples are good at swordsmanship. Land battles are good, but water battles are quite unbearable. What's more, Ji Jueyan was poisoned two years ago and lost a leg. Not to mention his skill has been greatly reduced, and his lightness kung fu has fallen to the bottom."

Jing Yushan was analyzing the winning ticket, he called his subordinates to take out a few joss sticks, and ordered them to put them on the candlesticks, looking at those ordinary joss sticks as if admiring some peerless scroll, and smiled at Yan Moji who was tied to the seat behind him : "Second Young Master, do you know why it is called the realm of 'false movement' after climbing the ladder?"

Yan Moji was not in the mood to listen to what he was saying, all his attention was focused on his hands, even though his hands were tightly bound, he still tried his best to open a gap, and replied casually: "Why? "

"After entering the state of illusory movement, delusion is entangled, the mind is floating, the heart is full of distracting thoughts, and worries are endless. Even a person who is single-minded and calm like water will inevitably change his temperament and be easily impulsive. Only by seeing through the illusory and standing still can he jump over Longmen, become a master." Jing Yushan stretched out his right hand, looked at his palm prints, and suddenly laughed, "And these incense candles are more powerful weapons to stimulate the illusion."

His face suddenly became gloomy, and his voice became gloomy: "Two years ago, we used these incense candles to successfully arouse the haze in Ji Jueyan's heart, provoke him into rage, poison him, and ruin his state of mind... It's a pity, but it paid the price of nearly half of the masters in the sect!"

Yan Moji's attention was attracted, looking at the incense candles that had been placed, his expression suddenly changed.

——These incense sticks are such a big threat to Brother Wu?

Jing Yushan turned his head to look at his expression, and suddenly laughed again: "Even Qingsangu can't cure the poison of my Jinxiumen, Jueyan has been deeply infected by the poison in the past two years, and his mood has been ruined again. , I must be at the bottom of the Void Realm now, with the help of these incense candles, the second young master doesn't have to worry, I will definitely behead his head myself!"

Yan Moji's pupils contracted, and he wanted to say something more, but Jing Yushan had already waved his hand, leaving a young man in black to guard him, and turned to go out.

He gritted his teeth, leaned against the wall, pretended to be weak, rubbed the rope tied to his hand slightly with the wooden wall, lowered his head, and was burning with anxiety.

If he still thought that Ji Mingwu would come to rescue him before, now he really hopes that Ji Mingwu will not come!

The black-clothed boy glanced at him indifferently, then walked over suddenly, tapped him lightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on his indifferent face: "Second Master Yan, please don't make useless struggles, and watch with peace of mind." That's right."

Yan Moji felt a numbness all over his body, his whole body became stiff, his eyes widened, but he couldn't speak a word.

...

On the wupeng grass boat, the woman held a bag of Wenyin tightly in her arms, with a look of horror on her face, she pointed in a direction tremblingly: "Where are they going?"

Ji Mingwu took a deep look at her, didn't say much, leaned on his crutches and jumped lightly from the awning boat, onto the wooden boat where the scholar was holding a pole, and was about to leave.

The woman's pupils shrank slightly, and she rushed to the side of the boat, and shouted at him: "Ji Dalang, no, Ji Daxia! Please take me to the shore!"

Ji Mingwu glanced at her, his expression indifferent: "If you are willing to tell the truth, I will send you to the shore."

"me……"

Ji Mingwu didn't want to talk to her at all, so he told the scholar directly, "Let's go."

Qiao Dani looked flustered, looked at the vast and boundless river around, thought that there was no food on board, and she hadn’t eaten for a day and a night, so she gritted her teeth, pointed in the direction again, and shouted in a broken voice: "I said , I said! They went over there!"

Ji Mingwu looked at her carefully, making sure that she was not lying this time, so he stretched out his crutches and poked lightly at the bow of the boat where Qiao Dani was. Amidst the screams, he quickly backed away.

When the scholar saw Ji Mingwu's move, his expression changed immediately.

Ji Mingwu withdrew his crutches, as if he hadn't done anything, looked at him indifferently, and said, "Go this way."

The scholar looked at the direction Ji Mingwu was pointing with his crutches, and was slightly taken aback: "Isn't she lying here?"

"in case."

The scholar thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and looked at Ji Mingwu standing motionless on the bow of the boat, with no intention of getting up at all, and hesitated: "Could it be that Hero Ji wants me to fly over with light work?"

"I've heard that your lightness kung fu is very good." Ji Mingwu glanced at him, his gaze focused on the penny in the scholar's hand, "I'll leave the penny to you."

Scholar: "..."

The scholar dared not speak out, but from Ji Mingwu's expressionless expression, he could faintly feel his anxiety.In order to avoid experiencing the power of "One Heart Sword", the scholar threw the penny into the water, flew up lightly, and with his toes exerted strength, he headed towards the direction Jodani had directed at the beginning.

Ji Mingwu turned his eyes to the direction that Qiao Dani pointed out later, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, the crutch lightly tapped the bow of the boat, and the boat spontaneously moved forward quickly.

——Aji, wait for me.

...

The night was dark and starry.

A light mist hovered over the wide river, obscuring the deep waters; distant ships could see only faint lights.

Jing Yushan was sitting on the side of the boat drinking wine, suddenly his face changed, his eyes were mixed with hatred and fear, he jumped down, returned to the boat, and ordered: "Light the incense, Ji Jueyan is here!"

Yan Moji's expression changed slightly, and he became more anxious, but he couldn't move because of the acupoints being tapped.

The incense candle was lit, Yan Moji didn't notice it, but Jing Yushan seemed to have a very solemn expression, touched a pill and put it in his mouth, and made the other subordinates withdraw, leaving only the young man in black standing guard. By Yan Moji's side.

In Yan Moji's tense mood, everyone waited quietly without saying a word.

Suddenly, Yan Moji heard a sound of "duk tuk tuk" coming from far and near.Yan Moji was very familiar with this voice. It was the voice when Ji Mingwu's wooden crutch, which he never left, hit the wooden floor of the assorted food.

——Brother Wu...he really came!

A mixture of sourness and anxiety surged in Yan Moji's heart, his eyes became more and more anxious, and he wished he could open his mouth and yell for Ji Mingwu to run away.

The sound of "Du Du" soon rang in front of his eyes, and Yan Moji's heart was lifted tightly.

The entire wooden door of the cabin suddenly shattered into pieces, and Ji Mingwu's handsome face appeared at the door, with an indifferent expression, leaning on the thick wooden crutch in his right hand, his eyes were as sharp as ice.

When he saw Yan Moji who was tied in the corner, his eyes suddenly softened, and he stared at Yan Moji for a long while, as if to confirm whether he was injured, his lips suddenly curled up, and his face was full of frost. Xue Rong said softly, "Ah Ji."

Yan Moji's originally worried and tangled thoughts calmed down inexplicably with this simple address.

The eyes he looked at Ji Mingwu were slightly relieved, but he immediately came to his senses with a anxious look on his face, trying to convey his meaning to Ji Mingwu.

——Since the original body has the status of "Second Master Yan", at least his personal safety can be guaranteed, what about Brother Wu? !

Ji Mingwu didn't seem to notice Yan Moji's wink at all, and walked over slowly as if he was going home normally, only looking at Yan Moji in his eyes, and regarded Jingyu Mountain standing in the middle as air.

Jing Yushan's face was still somewhat excited at the beginning, but when he saw that Ji Mingwu didn't take him seriously at all, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he clenched the long sword in his hand, as if squeezing a few words out from between his teeth. One word: "Ji Jueyan, unexpectedly, I also broke through the virtual dynamic realm?"

Ji Mingwu seemed to see him only now, his eyes moved over, and he gave him a look, his expression changed from the gentleness facing Yan Moji to indifference in an instant: "Who are you?"

Jing Yushan's face flushed slightly, and his ferocious face became even more ferocious because of the distortion, but he suddenly calmed down again after a while, and let out a sneer: "You don't have to provoke me, your foundation is ruined, your mood is out of control, and you cast yourself into the net alone, What's the use of using these mind-attacking techniques?"

Ji Mingwu didn't give him another look, but looked at the black-clothed boy beside Yan Moji. Although he didn't have prestige, the boy couldn't help but take two steps back, showing fear on his face.

When the young man retreated to Yan Moji's side, he seemed unable to bear Ji Mingwu's gaze, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and he also fell beside Yan Moji, Yan Moji could even smell the faint smell of alcohol on the boy's body With bloody smell.

Seeing that his subordinates couldn't even catch Ji Mingwu's gaze, Jing Yushan couldn't help but get angry again, and the fear and begging for mercy that he originally wanted to appreciate the "One Heart Sword" was a little bit relieved, so he took the long sword and flew. In front of him, he slashed down at Ji Mingwu with a sword!

Jing Yushan couldn't help but think of Ji Jueyan's indifferent and arrogant face covered with blood, and his black pupils who seemed to ignore them forever, completely lost their spirits. He just felt excited and drank violently. One voice: "Surrender to death, Ji Jueyan!"

Ji Mingwu glanced at him indifferently, his expression unchanged, his right hand was still on crutches, his left hand was stretched out lightly, and he flicked lightly with his fingers, which happened to land on the side of the sword that Jing Yushan had slashed in front of him.

"Chong!"

Jing Yushan only felt a strong force coming from the blade of the sword, causing him to fall to the right uncontrollably, and then he felt a slight pain in the back of his heart, as if he had been poked by some hard object, and an internal force came from behind him. The heart rushes to his meridians, and he is severely injured like a broken man!

Jing Yushan spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the corner and couldn't get up, there was no shock on his face, only dazed, as if he didn't quite believe what happened.

Not to mention him, even Yan Moji was shocked.

——Didn't this Jing Yushan brag about himself and the incense candle extraordinarily, and belittle Brother Wu extraordinarily weak?

——Why does Brother Wu seem, seem, should hang and beat him?

Ji Mingwu retracted his crutches, and easily and seriously injured Jing Yushan with two moves, as if he had just slapped a fly to death. He walked up to Yan Moji calmly, squatted down and stroked his fingers, and the thick hemp rope on Yan Moji's body was shattered inch by inch. .

He looked down at Yan Moji, with guilt in his eyes: "I'm late, sorry."

Yan Moji suddenly realized that he could move, looked at the worry and guilt on Ji Mingwu's handsome face, sat there for a while, and suddenly couldn't help but threw himself into Ji Mingwu's arms.

Ji Mingwu was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Feeling Brother Wu's warm body temperature, and smelling the faint water vapor and saponin smell from Brother Wu's body, Yan Moji's restless heart, which had been hesitating for the past few days, suddenly eased down.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that it didn't matter whether the person he wanted to spend his life with was Ji Jueyan or Ji Mingwu, only the person he hugged tightly at this moment was the only one he believed.

After hugging for a while, Yan Moji suddenly realized that the situation was not right, he quickly let go of Ji Mingwu, coughed dryly, stretched his legs and stood up.

Ji Mingwu obediently let him go, stood in front of him, and led him out.

Jing Yushan in the corner seemed to have reacted at this moment, opened his eyes wide, vomited blood and looked at Ji Mingwu in disbelief: "Impossible, your poison has been removed? Who helped you remove it? No..."

He looked at Ji Mingwu's motionless right leg when he was walking, and thought that the incense candle had no effect on Ji Mingwu, his pupils suddenly shrank and then dilated, thinking of a possibility, his eyes were filled with despair: "You, you, you Have you touched the dragon gate? You have touched the dragon gate!"

Breaking through from the illusion-ridden virtual realm to the threshold of the master realm is called "Dragon Gate" by people in the rivers and lakes, implying that one can transform into a dragon by jumping over the dragon gate; and the vast majority of masters in the virtual realm are not actually stuck in the dragon gate, but rather I can't even feel this bottleneck.

Those who feel the bottleneck, are used to addressing them as they have touched the dragon's gate.After the mind breaks through the illusion and touches the dragon gate, one foot has stepped into the realm of the master, clear and firm, no longer worrying about it, and has already surpassed the ordinary master of false movements in the realm.

——Ji Jueyan, who was only in his twenties two years ago, fought invincible opponents in the same realm with one opponent and many opponents in the virtual dynamic realm. This attracted the attention of the sect master, and set up a chess game in Changyan Mountain, which attracted Ji Jueyan Talking into the hub, ruined his foundation and state of mind, I just hope that Jianzong will not have another master in the future!

——Only two years have passed, and Ji Jueyan not only got rid of the haze that ruined his state of mind at that time, but even broke through the illusion and touched the dragon gate? !

——No wonder, no wonder he broke through the False Motion Realm, yet he didn't even look over at him!

Jing Yushan was frightened and angry, and spit out another mouthful of blood. Knowing that today would not be spared, he laughed miserably: "Okay, what a 'Yixin Sword'! It's just that the Jianghu martial arts are annexed by my Jinxiumen. How far can you go against the sky?"

Yan Moji couldn't help but glanced at Ji Mingwu, but saw that his brother Wu only looked over gently, as if he didn't hear Jing Yushan's words at all, and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go."

The two walked out of the cabin, Ji Mingwu grabbed Yan Moji's waist, jumped up in the air, and lightly landed on the boat when he came over.

Yan Moji suddenly experienced a flying trapeze, and the flush on his face hadn't faded away, when he suddenly felt his feet sway, and the boat started to move directly.

Yan Moji looked back at the tall ship, bit his lip, and looked at Ji Mingwu: "Brother Wu, are you just letting them go like this?"

Ji Mingwu was startled for a moment, then turned to look at him.

After a while, Ji Mingwu understood Yan Moji's meaning, a look of surprise flashed across his face, he lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "You don't like killing people."

Yan Moji pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and when he raised his head again, there was already a lot of determination in his eyes: "I really don't like those fights and killings caused by Jianghu enmity, but I don't It means I'm an idiot."

——Jinxiumen's attitude towards Brother Wu's "kill and then quickly" has been nakedly shown, and he is eyeing himself. Does Brother Wu think that he will let the master go back to heal his wounds and report the letter, and then bring a group of people to kill him? Are they all in one pot?

——At least you can take her back and give Feng Wenlan some medicine...

Ji Mingwu understood the meaning in Yan Moji's eyes, paused his finger that wanted to touch Yan Moji's hair, and sighed in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I failed to protect you well."

— not only failed to keep you safe, but also failed to protect you from these things.

After a pause, he comforted him again: "Don't worry, someone will take care of the aftermath for us."

...

Seeing that Ji Mingwu completely ignored him, Jing Yushan took the Second Young Master Yan and left directly. After the rejoicing and joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Jing Yushan felt strong anger again, gritted his teeth and said, "Ji Jueyan... ...It's too contemptuous of people!"

——to ignore him to such an extent!Does Ji Jueyan really think that this is the only thing he can do as the dignified commoner master of Jinxiumen?

——Even though he can't beat it on the surface, the Second Young Master Yan has a shop and relatives and friends. The dangers of Jianghu cannot be summed up in just four words!

Jing Yushan was planning various plans in his mind, and was just about to get up and take medicine to heal his wounds, when suddenly his eyes froze, and he looked at his chest in disbelief.

There is a delicate brush with a few elegant ancient characters engraved on the barrel.The writing brush that was supposed to appear in the scholar's study room pierced his chest and pierced his heart at this moment.

"If Ji Jueyan hadn't hurt you so badly, I wouldn't have succeeded so easily."

A rather young man dressed as an elegant scholar walked in from the dilapidated door, looked at Jing Yushan with some regret, shook his head and sighed: "I'm sorry, Master Jing, after all, Second Young Master is a descendant of the Yan family. , and settled down in Qingzhou City, whether it is public or private, I will not let you go back alive."

The author has something to say: the next chapter will return to the main line of making a fortune~

_(:3」∠)_After Brother Wu lost his horse, there are so many things to do!