Jiang Yunhe swallowed a pill of creation, jumped to the window and sat down, took out the cigarette pot and stuffed it slowly into the quiet room and started to soak it.

After thinking about it, I used a Qinglin technique to myself, turned around and put a Qingfeng technique into the room. A gust of breeze was spinning in the room, rolling all the smell out the window.

Perfect.

After smoking two pots of quiet room fragrance, the effect of the Creation Pill was fully exerted, and I felt much better.

Only then did you see two white shadows falling from the sky. Zhiyue nodded at Jiang Yunhe and went back to the room.

Jiang Yunhe clearly saw an abnormal blood color on her face.

It seems to have suffered internal injuries.

"Oh... why bother!" Jiang Yunhe knocked off the ash from the tobacco pot and sighed lightly.

However, monks are accustomed to fighting and killing.

"What do you say? Isn't it because of you bastard?"

"Su Xiaoxiao and I have nothing to do, I have said it. I guess she came to ask me for something." Jiang Yunhe shrugged.

"What good thing can she have to do with you?" Pei Yin rolled her eyes, turned her bag and tried to find something to smash Jiang Yunhe. There were no rotten eggs. In the end, she only found two fruits, and she threw them hard at Jiang Yunhe's head.

"Thank you for your meal, senior sister." Jiang Yunhe reached out and then followed, laughing.

"Thank you very much, but my senior sister has me in her heart. This kind of kindness and affection will be rewarded!"

"You, you..." Pei Yin reached out and pointed at him, and she could do nothing about the shameless ones.

And I don’t know how many people can hear the words here, and she is not easy to say a lot.

I was so angry that my chest trembled and I went back to my room with anger.

...

The next day, Zhiyue came out for breakfast, but her face turned as usual, but after dinner, she said hello and went back to her room.

I think the injury has not healed yet.

Go and knock on Zhiyue's door.

The door opened, and Zhiyue sat on the chair, lifting her pen and writing something.

Jiang Yunhe leaned over and took a look. It was the matter of several tribes in the southwest of Banan to seek protection. Zhiyue was replying to the letter.

"Is the sect still responsible for this?"

"Naturally, there are many evil people in the world. Ordinary people either rely on cities or sects to seek protection." Zhiyue said lightly.

Jiang Yunhe waited quietly for a while, and then said, "Your injury is okay?"

"It's okay, there are not many opportunities to fight with masters of the same realm. You can find a fight with the same level just after breaking through, which will also help me master the current power." Zhiyue saw Jiang Yunhe come to care about him and smiled with her teeth.

"I guess Su Xiaoxiao is asking me for something, about those people from heretics, and the treasures of Xianyong Kingdom. She has been in trouble and has not even had time to say anything. She probably will be mad." Jiang Yunhe shrugged, thinking that Zhiyue was actually quite dark-hearted.

This is a sheep that can pull wool.

"The treasure in Xianyong Kingdom is there, is there any whereabouts?" Zhiyue asked with his head raised.

"Since there, it's more troublesome. Su Xiaoxiao wants to take this opportunity to trick a group of heretics."

"If you calculate others, you will calculate it. Be careful and don't involve yourself." Zhiyue warned.

"I know, I have no interest in the treasure, and I am mainly helping Ji Yuan check the targets of those heretics. If you have nothing to do, take a break. I will go to the fairy city and have to go to the Fire Crow Army."

After returning to the house, I picked up the book "The Legend of the Side" and was about to go to Xianshi City. Before I could go out, my hand quickly climbed onto his shoulders, as if I was sitting on a pet waiting for a walk.

The hand is called Xiaoyou because it is the left hand. (No error)

"You want to go out with me?"

Xiaoyou pointed his shoulder twice with his fingers to indicate that he was sure.

"This won't work."

As the words fell, Xiaoyou grabbed his clothes tightly.

"There are birds and cats on their shoulders. I, a dog, think it's a pervert if I don't know."

Jiang Yunhe likes Xiaoyou very much.

Although the origin is unknown, outsiders will feel a little terrified when they see it.

However, although Xiaoyou only has one hand, it is almost the same as a single living creature.

Judging from his observation, he is indeed a certain amount of wisdom.

Although he hadn't figured out where Xiaoyou's wisdom came from, it had no brain after all.

However, considering that this world can even become a sword and turn into a human form, it does not consider the law of conservation of mass or the like, it is not surprising that one hand has its own ideas.

"No, forget it, I have to go to Xianshi anyway, you can go to my sleeves." Jiang Yunhe saw Xiaoyou grabbing the clothes tightly and not letting go, and gave in.

Xiaoyou immediately released the substance and lighted his index finger on his shoulder.

"Hehe." Jiang Yunhe smiled and stuffed it into his sleeve. Xiaoyou immediately grabbed his left wrist.

I have to say that it is convenient for this kind of wide robe and big sleeves to stuff things into the sleeves, and you will never know what is hidden in other people's sleeves.

From purses, silver, to daggers and short knives, almost everything can be hidden in it.

As for the clothes pockets, if you sew a few of them on your body, it looks like there is basically no difference from the Beggars' Gang disciples.

I came to Xianshi Bookstore with a familiarity.

"Shopkeeper, do you remember this book?" Jiang Yunhe took out the book "The Story of the Night".

The shopkeeper looked at it and thought for a moment before saying, "I have a little impression. The content in this book is rather weird, but it is too messy, like a mortal imagination. However, many of the contents are real means of the world of cultivation, which appear here."

"There is a note inside, do you know?"

The shopkeeper frowned: "I have checked every book here, it is impossible to get mixed with things."

Jiang Yunhe observed for a moment and confirmed that he had not made any fraud.

Since it is not the note stuffed into the shopkeeper, it can only be that this book is strange.

"Then where did this book come from?"

This book "The Journey of You" is not a printed version, but a handwritten version.

When there was no printing in the past, most books were spread by hand, and some bookstores would hire people to copy books.

Therefore, I don't know if this book is the only one.

We can only investigate from the source. It is best to gain something, but it is not a big deal if you don’t gain anything.

"A family of devastated monks seems to have two people left. Are you going to cause trouble or do something?"

"I'm very interested in checking the origin of this book."

The shopkeeper glanced at him and said lightly: "There is a Lujiazhuang in Xiaoyu Mountain outside the city. I don't know if the person is still there. If you want to check things, leave a way out."

"The shopkeeper is very kind. I look like a famous family and a decent person at first glance. I just check something, maybe there will be some benefits for them." Jiang Yunhe laughed.

The shopkeeper continued to bow his head and flip the book in his hand.

It’s not that the disciples of famous and upright sects have done evil things.

But he knew the person in front of him.

He often sent books to Ji Shize's mansion. Once he saw Jiang Yunhe coming and going, even if he didn't go to inquire, he heard from his servants about his identity.

The most important thing for being a shopkeeper in Xianshi is to be well-informed and able to recognize people.

I didn't hear that Jiang Yunhe had any evil deeds and had the identity of Zichen Sect, so I told him that maybe it was the opportunity for those two little guys.

These things that the disciples of the sect don’t want are also extremely precious to those two little guys.

"By the way, when did the book come?" Jiang Yunhe suddenly asked before leaving.

“A year ago.”

"Thank you."

Jiang Yunhe went out and thought to himself what the shopkeeper said.

The content is confusing, and this book does not look like a novel at all, but a diary-style essay.

Imagine but hard to say.

At least Xiaoyou's existence proves that this book is a bit of a thing.

As for the content, I only read a small story at the beginning yesterday. The protagonist is a scholar named Scholar who walks at night and breaks into a village. The people here don’t know the court or when they are old. At night, a strange beast caught people and ate them. The scholar stood up and shouted at the beginning, forcing the strange beast away with a mighty aura, and was regarded as a god by the people in the village.

This content accounts for half of the story.

The remaining half of the story is quite touching, and the place is closed, so there is a custom of serving guests, and the host will send his wife and daughter to accompany him at night.

The scholar thinks that one should follow the local customs and follow the guests as the host.

Although this part is only a few hundred words, it is quite interesting, especially its customs make Jiang Yunhe yearn for it.
Chapter completed!