Chapter 27 The Strange Man Who Was Covered with Spells
Nothing else happened on the way to send Wang Jinxuan home. The two didn't have much communication. After parting at the back door of the Sheriff's Mansion, Lin Yi still took a quick tour of the city.
He has received the patrol mission. If he does not go on patrol and ghosts or bandits hurt people at night, he will not be able to escape the blame.
As for whether he will meet that scantily clad seductress again, Ji Yi is not very worried.
As long as he runs fast enough, the witch can't catch up with him.
He can kill any of the other minions if they come.
"This means possessing a sharp weapon and having a murderous intention. If I had not cultivated enough when I first came here, I might really have to join a cult."
Ji Yi recalled what happened in the alley before and couldn't help but sigh.
He did not regret killing people at all, he was just glad that he had the strength to kill people.
He was very glad that he could live again with another identity after his death. This was God's favor to him and it also gave him another chance.
Therefore, he will never be merciful in the face of anyone who threatens his life.
"We must find a way to eradicate the Jingtian Sect. I may not be able to do it with my own strength. I have to find a reliable ally."
The first person who came to Ji Buping's mind was Guan Buping. However, although Guan Buping had a big feud with Jingtian Sect, I don't know what happened to him, and his anger was gone. Let him face Jingtian again.
Tianjiao has limited uses.
Those who still need to crack down on evil cults are the government and orthodox sects.
He has to find a way to get in touch with these things, and this is what he must do to understand the world.
"Let's read the book given by Brother Guan first!"
Ji Yi originally wanted to go home and watch it, but unexpectedly he was attacked on the way and picked up a heroine who had his head sacrificed. He couldn't watch the secret record of Jingyesi in front of her, so he has been delayed until now.
He could just use some moonlight to see, since he could see it anyway.
The first page is considered the preface. There are not many traditional Chinese characters that are difficult to read, so Ji Yi can read it quite easily. Moreover, the first page talks about what Lin Yi cares about.
“Fu Jingye has a long history. Our ancestors obeyed the heavens and responded to the seasons, rising and falling at night. However, the evil spirits were different and caused repeated disturbances. Therefore, they sent the strong men of the clan to patrol the night with fires to guard the tranquility of the place.
When Yanhuang came out, Yao and Shun succeeded him, and to King Wu of Zhou, he won the name of Jingye. He founded the country for eight thousand years, beheaded tens of thousands of demon heads, destroyed the country, destroyed the city, and evil spirits reappeared. The Qin Emperor controlled the nine tripods to determine the world, established Jingyesi, and Han Dynasty
Inheriting the Qin system, the Wei and Jin Dynasties did not change easily, until today."
As a liberal arts student, it is not difficult for Lin Yi to understand this classical Chinese passage. This passage talks about the origin of Jingyesi. The ancestors probably refer to the ancient tribal era. At that time, there was the tradition of night watchmen. This tradition
He has always followed Yanhuang, Yao and Shun, but it was not until the period of King Wu of Zhou that he was called Jingye Zhe.
But the last four words "eight thousand years" made Lin Yi numb.
Eight thousand years?
Historically, the Zhou Dynasty was only 800 years old, but the number here has increased tenfold.
Is this still his original world?
Lin Yi fell into deep doubts.
Yan, Huang, Yao and Shun, Zhou, Wu, Qin, Han, Wei and Jin are all correct, but the time is a little wrong.
Is it a parallel world, or did the archaeologists make a mistake, or did the person who wrote this record make a mistake?
Lin Yi had so many thoughts in his mind that he even forgot to look at the road. He only heard a crisp "thud" sound and his head buzzed as if he had hit a pillar.
Where did the iron pillars on the road come from?
Ji Yi looked up and met a pair of dull eyes.
What he hit was not a pillar, but a person, and a woman.
She was wearing a white dress, a veil on her face, and her body was covered with talismans.
If her eyes hadn't blinked once or twice, Ji Yi would have felt that he might have encountered a corpse driven by a corpse chaser.
Ji Yi rubbed his head. Are all girls today so hard-headed?
"Sorry, I was thinking about something and didn't see you."
Before Ji Yi spoke, the woman in white apologized first. Her voice was soft and ethereal, more like a ghost than He Dong.
Lin Yi didn't dare to provoke such a weirdo. Seeing that she was quite polite, he quickly said: "I didn't look at the road either, so I can't blame the girl."
As he said that, he stepped aside and signaled the other party to go first.
The girl was like a puppet, walking away step by step.
"This talisman makes me panic when I look at it..."
Ji Yi followed the principle of never looking for trouble when nothing happened, and left quickly. Anyway, the Demon Subduing Book didn't respond. This kind of weirdo often represents trouble, so it's better to stay away from her.
Originally, Ji Yi wanted to continue walking around for a whole night, but after watching "The Eight Thousand Years of the Week", he was no longer in the mood.
He wanted to go home and read a book, or ask He Dong.
Yes, why not ask the thousand-year-old ghost? She has lived a long time and must know a lot. This is living history!
Thinking of this, Lin Yi ignored the night watch and hurried back home, but found no trace of He Dong. Looking at the corner of the room, the jar was also gone.
Went to Xiaocao's room?
Lin Yi thinks this should be the case.
Xiaocao might be sleeping now, but Ji Yi felt that if he held it in until dawn, he might be suffocated.
"By the way, I happen to have two wowotou in my arms, which can be used as a midnight snack for Xiaocao."
Only then did Lin Yi think of the Wowotou incident and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
He was used to being alone, and now he had to take care of one more person, so he didn't get used to it for a while.
Xiaocao was probably starving, so I just asked her to get up and eat something.
But the two cornbreads were still too shabby. Lin Yi thought about it and went to the kitchen to look for something to eat.
Although no one eats at home all year round, they have paid attention to the details. There is rice in the jar, and every time it is meal time, there will be smoke rising from the cooking pot. Outside the city, the two of them also have several acres of thin fields and several vegetable plots.
The market is rented to farmers, who can send some fresh vegetables every seven days to pay for food. Occasionally, He Dong will go to the market to buy some fish.
Since He Dong's cooking skills are devastating, these things are always just for show and a waste of food.
Ji Yi was lucky. He Dong went out to buy pork today, and the winter melons and radishes on the ground looked fresh and juicy.
"This radish can be made into dried radish, don't let her waste it anymore."
Thinking that the whole village can make a good meal with the efforts of the whole village, Lin Yi can't accept the waste in his own family now. He feels too guilty.
Picking out the radish and setting it aside, Lin Yi cut a small piece of winter melon, peeled it and cut it into several pieces, cutting it horizontally and vertically, and kept cutting.
Then wash the meat, slice the fat and lean meat separately, cut a few pieces of lean meat into minced meat, and cut some shredded ginger and green onions. The preparations are almost done.
Lin Yi lit the firewood under the stove, washed the iron pot, and put the meat slices into it.
The smell of pork at this time was a bit strong, so Lin Yi prepared ginger and garlic to remove the smell. Under the fire, the aroma slowly rose and floated in all directions along the evening breeze.
The girl covered in talismans tore off a section of her bloody skirt and took steps like a puppet.
But at a fork in the road, her nose suddenly moved, and her steps naturally turned in a different direction...