Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 45 Don't die, invite me to drink next time we meet again

"Brother Yan."

Ji Huaishu and Shi Shaochuan appeared on the deck.

"Brother Ji, Brother Shi."

Ji Huaishu said: "It seems that brother Yan did not have a good night last night."

"Haha, Brother Ji and Brother Shi are not the same."

The cultivation base has reached their level, and the nose is very good.

Shi Shaochuan said: "There are only fine wines and beauties in the world that can't be let down. Since you can't be responsible, you can't ruin people's innocence."

Yan Ping deeply agreed: "A woman's innocence is the most precious, and she really can't be messed with casually."

Ji Huaishu said: "Brother Yan, General Wang and other heroic spirits have woken up, and after learning that it was Brother Yan who helped them out of righteousness and rescued them, they all want to meet Brother Yan so that they can thank them face to face."

"Brother Ji please lead the way, I also want to meet the eighteen heroic spirits."

Wang Juyi and others are all yin general-level heroic spirits who can walk in the daytime. However, they have just experienced a battle and their souls are unstable, so they have been staying in the yin house to breathe out Yin Qi to stabilize their souls.

The yin house is a picture of a thousand horses charging, made by Ji Huaishu. There were originally three thousand horses in the painting, but now there are only eighteen horses left.

Ji Huaishu said with red eyes: "When I first made this painting, in front of me were three thousand knights wearing armor and hanging knives, full of vigor and vigor."

"I never thought that after two years, there are only eighteen riders left."

Looking at the paintings on the wall, Yan Ping conceived in his mind the scene of three thousand heroic spirits galloping their horses to gallop the west wind.

"Loyalty bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, why return the body wrapped in horse leather."

Yan Ping patted Ji Huaishu on the shoulder, and comforted him: "As long as you and I remember, they have never gone far away. Now that the mountains and rivers are in turmoil, we should be more self-reliant."

Ji Huaishu wiped the corners of his eyes: "The hearts of the barbarians in the Great Zhou Dynasty have been dissipated, and right now we really have no choice but to improve ourselves."

As Ji Huaishu was speaking, he suddenly stood still, a mustard seed flew out between his eyebrows and crashed into the painting.

Yan Ping also puts his mind into the painting.

Shi Shaochuan did not go in, but took care of the two bodies in place.

There are countless monsters in Jishui, and the necessary precautions are still needed.

The sky was gray, and the westerly wind was howling. Eighteen figures in armor and knives were sitting quietly by the river, breathing out Yin Qi.

Suddenly they stood up together and looked up into the sky.

Two white meteors streaked across the sky, and after landing, they turned into two white-robed scholars, one tall and one short.

"Brother Ji."

Wang Juyi walked over with seventeen comrades.

"Everyone, this is Yan Ping, a scholar from the Great Zhouyue Lake Academy. You are all safe and sound now because of the help of Yan Shiren that day."

"Wang Juyi thanked Yan Shiren for saving his life."

Eighteen heroic spirits including Wang Juyi knelt down on the ground. When they knelt down, Yan Ping stepped aside.

"Heroes, don't beat me up, boy, how can I make all heroes kneel down."

Wang Juyi and others had no choice but to stand up and bow to express their gratitude to a suet jade scholar like Yan Ping.

Yan Ping looked at the [-] heroic spirits, some had their necks cracked, some had a long and narrow knife mark on their chest, and one was the worst and most terrifying, with a big hole in their armor, exposing their intestines and internal organs.

Looking at them, it seemed as if they saw a tragic battlefield.

Yan Ping and Ji Huaishu didn't dare to stay longer, the two of them were brave scholars living in a secluded house.

Even if there is no idea of ​​destroying the flow of Yin Qi in the yin house, it will cause a kind of oppression to the flow of Yin Qi in the yin house here. If you stay for a long time, it will affect the operation of the weather and the stability of Yin Qi in the yin house.

The minds of the two left the painting of the yin house and returned to the body.

A thin old man was talking to Shi Shaochuan.

"Senior Brother, Brother Yan."

"Mr. Li, what happened?"

Ji Huaishu asked, and at the same time introduced it to Yan Ping.

"Brother Yan, this is Li Huaiyi, a righteous businessman of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Mr. Li."

"In the past two years, Mr. Li provided free passenger ships for the people to migrate and seek refuge. He also provided three meals and warm clothes for free. He damaged 57 large passenger ships and cost 3906 million taels of money. Mr. Li traveled back and forth between the Dahe Dynasty and the Dazhou Dynasty. His two sons were also killed by ghosts, and a white-haired man was sent to a black-haired man."

"Ngee An and Ngee Ping died for the people and deservedly died."

The old man suddenly bowed to Yan Ping, "Li Huaiyi pays respects to benefactor."

"Mr. Li, you can't do it."

Yan Ping quickly helped the old man up, and said: "Mr. Li is still running around for the people at such an age, saving the people from fire and water, the boy is ashamed of himself."

"Men Gong's words are serious. Money is something outside of the body. If you don't bring it with you when you die, you can use it to live countless people. It can be regarded as playing its greatest role."

"Mr. Li, is something wrong?"

Li Huaiyi smiled bitterly and said, "The news came from the Dahe Dynasty that the grain and clothes I bought from the Dahe Dynasty were robbed by a group of water bandits when they arrived in the middle of the Luohe River."

"Now the grain on board is only enough for one month, but it will take at least three months to buy grain from the Great River Dynasty and transport it back."

Ji Huaishu frowned, "Let's save some food on board, can't it last three months?"

"When I say last a month, it means that everyone can last a month by drinking porridge."

"Is there really no other way?"

"If the old, weak, sick and disabled eat one meal a day, they can last for an extra month."

Shi Shaochuan yelled: "No way, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled need to eat more, how can we cut down on food."

"Everyone, I can help you with food."

Yan Ping said that the food given by Ao Bing's old lovers should be enough for the people on eight passenger ships to eat for the Dahe Dynasty.

"Brother Yan, I..."

Looking at the mountains of grain, vegetables, and various meats in front of him, Ji Huaishu didn't know what to say, so he bowed deeply.

Shi Shaochuan and Li Huaiyi also bowed deeply.

Yan Ping said with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Li say that money is something outside of the body, and the number of living people is its value. In my opinion, it is enough to eat enough food, and the number of living people is their real value."

"By the way, Brother Ji, you accept these three flying swords."

Yan Ping took out three mutton fat jade flying swords and handed them to Ji Huaishu.

"Brother Yan, this is too expensive, please forgive me for not accepting it."

Yan Ping smiled and said: "It's not for you, but for your temporary use. There are still three months to go to the Dahe Dynasty. I don't know what dangers will be encountered on the way, and now you have lost troops and generals. Why don't you increase your killing power?" Row."

"Actually, the best way is for me to go with you. Unfortunately, I have other important matters."

"Then send these three mutton fat jade flying swords to me temporarily."

Ji Huaishu stopped being hypocritical and solemnly took over Feijian.

"Send it to your place temporarily, and don't die, buy me a drink next time we meet again."

Shi Shaochuan said with a smile: "Nothing else, enough wine control."

"Take care of yourself."

After Yan Ping finished speaking, he slowly lifted into the air.

"Congratulations to the benefactor!"

"Congratulations to the benefactor!"

The people stepped out of the passenger ship one after another, knelt down and shouted.

Yan Ping waved to them, and saw the little boy who had given him pancakes earlier waved vigorously at him while calling his elder brother to take care, so he flew over and patted his head.

Then he broke through the air under the admiring eyes of the little boy.

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