Lanke Chess Edge

Although there was a layer of Earth Lord's magic, Ji Yuan's ears could still hear the sound of the house, and also heard the noise of a mess of porridge.

'This 'eldest lord' is not talking about me, is it? ’

Ji Yuan is also a little strange, but at the same time, he can't think of any other possibility.

"Jianyi Tie" was completed at least 80 or 90 years ago, and it contains the sword intention and spirit of Zuoli, who was recognized as the best master in the world by Dazhen and surrounding countries at that time. It can be said that it was already completed nearly a century ago. Extremely extraordinary, almost on the verge of breaking away from the mundane.

In truth, there should be only two people who have the deepest influence on Jian Yi Tie. One is naturally the Zuo Li Zuo fanatic who wrote Jian Yi Tie back then, and the other is a scheming. Although many people have passed through the middle, the scheming I feel that those have little effect on Jianyitie itself.

The words on Jianyi's post became little monsters, and they called out "Master", which could only be called Zuo Li or told him to trick someone, but then again, Zuo Li has been dead for almost a hundred years. Now, even though this copybook was extraordinary at first, it was just a copybook.

'So you're really calling me? ’

Ji Yuan looked at this house shrouded in earth spirits inexplicably, thinking about being called "Master" surrounded by more than 100 small characters, and felt that the picture was both strange and funny.

The land man in the house was holding a cane, and the fire above it gradually grew from the previous flame to a flame like a torch.

Even though the visibility of the room was greatly improved because of the flames, the land master looked around, and the walls were full of ink stains, and he couldn't see any traces of ghosts hiding at all.

The house is so big, and it's almost clear at a glance, and he still can't find it out. The land master knows in his heart that if they escape, next time he is prepared, he probably won't be able to catch such an opportunity.

"Since you haven't come out yet, then don't blame the local land for the heavy hand. You will naturally relieve people's worries by accepting so many offerings from others!"

wow~~

The flames on the cane shot up several feet at a time. Obviously, the land was not a joke, it was really going to burn the house.

"You dare!" "You are so bold, little old man!"

"Let us go out now..."

"Little old man, let's come out!" "Yes, yes, let's come out!"

"I'm not going out!" "Me neither!"

"You're going to burn to death!" "You're going to die!"

"Ai, ai, don't burn it!"

The land master heard the noise of the monsters, and he heard all the noise in his ears, and he felt very annoyed. Moreover, he only heard thunder and no rain, even if he said that he was about to go out, there was no movement.

"Hmph, still stubborn, huh~~"

The crutches moved a little in all directions, and sparks suddenly flew out, hitting all parts of the house with scorching heat.

"Ah..." "Wow..."

"I'm going to burn to death!" "Help me, sir!"

"Master, help!"

……

In this noisy and anxious atmosphere, the land master fired a flame and was ready to escape into the ground to save himself from being in the sea of ​​fire. This kind of fire fighting technique is not such a wonderful fire technique. If it is only used to set fire, it will become With ordinary fire, unless you continue to consume mana, you will also be burned.

It's just that before the land master escaped into the ground, he found that the few fires he shot became weaker and weaker in the air, and by the time he didn't touch the wooden wall and the wooden frame, there were only sparks left. In the end, nothing was lit and it went out.

"Um?"

The land man was surprised for a moment, and he waved his cane to set fire again, not believing in evil.

This time, the flames went out on their own before they flew a foot away from the crutches. Even the flames on the crutches became weaker and weaker. In the end, it was completely extinguished with a "poof", and the room suddenly became much darker.

'Are these spirits very good at fighting fire? No, then they didn't have to be so afraid before! ’

The land master also thought in surprise, the noise in the house has reached a new level.

"Hahahaha... The little old man's spells are ineffective!"

"Wow, haha, great, great, he can't light the fire."

"Let us go out, you can't burn anyway!" "Yes, you can't burn!"

"If you don't let us go, file a complaint!" "Yes, file a complaint, go and tell the eldest master!"

……

The Earth Lord frowned, listening to the noisy voice, it seemed that the failure of the fire control was not because they were doing something wrong, so there should be other special circumstances.

"I'm the land of Longxiang in Moyuan County. Master He Fang is present, please come and see if it's convenient!"

The land man held a cane in both hands, cupped his hands in front of him, looked around, and tentatively opened his mouth to greet him.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound in the next moment.

"It's a good idea to get the land in the countryside!"

As the voice fell, Ji Yuan's figure also appeared in the room, just four or five steps away from the entrance.

When Duke Tu turned around, he saw a gentleman in a white shirt standing not far from the door of the big house, with long temples and long hair in a bun, a pair of dark eyes staring at him, and he was making a gesture of bowing his hands in a salute.

'Anyone? ’

"You are……"

Duke Tu was slightly startled, but before he could say the doubtful words, the sound in the house suddenly exploded.

"Master!" "Master!" "Master!"

"what!"

"It's the eldest man!" "It's really the eldest man!"

"oops!"

"Master is here!" "Master, help!"

"This little old man bullied us!"

……

Ji Yuan swept around, and with his eyes wide open, he could barely see the roof, walls, and other corners of the house. In the places with dark ink stains, some faint handwritings were faintly pasted, and even the ghosts The fluorescent light is dark.

"All come out."

Ji Yuan said lightly, although the voice was calm, it overcame all the noise, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Afterwards, in the eyes of Duke Tui and Ji Yuan, words with rich ink marks slowly floated out from the corners of the house and even the ordinary walls.

Sword, I, Self, Soldier, Iron, Mind, Front, Sharp...

There are single words and repetitions, and the total number is over a hundred. Every word is clearly distinguishable, and every word is vivid and vivid.

What's interesting is that many of the characters are curled and bent, and there is a half or a corner of Yuan Ink attached to the bottom, which looks like they are still holding Yuan Ink in their hands.

Ji Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It turned out to be a word? Can a word become a ghost?"

Duke Earth shook in his heart, and the words of astonishment could not help but blurt out.

All the characters were floating in mid-air, forming a circle around Jiyuan, some horizontally, some vertically, and some twisted from time to time, as if looking up at Jiyuan.

In this case, let alone the land master, even Ji Yuan never thought that he would encounter it.

After being surprised for a while, Duke Tu turned his eyes away from these words and fell on Ji Yuan. He suddenly remembered that he had seen this person by the river before.

At the time, I thought it was just a mortal, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Now I think it's an expert who can't see it in person, and even now, Duke Tudi still can't see anything special about people, and still looks like a mortal.

Just looking at it, Duke Tu's eyes suddenly focused on Ji Yuan's side of Yihuai, and keenly found that there was something in the visitor's arms, looking around, looking closely, it was actually a paper bird.

As if seeing the sight of Duke Tudi, Zhihe turned his head to look at Duke Tudi, and then withdrew into Ji Yuan's arms.

'Who the **** is this master? How can there be so many spirits to serve! ’

Obviously, the land recognized that the paper bird was also one of the spirits.

Out of reverence, the Duke of Earth solemnly folded his cane and bowed his hands again, bowing again.

"Little God is the land of Huangqiu in Lilong Township, Moyuan County. I don't know that these strange handwritings belong to the masters. If there is any offense, please look at Haihan!"

"Hehehe, now I know I'm afraid!" "Master, teach him a lesson!"

"Master is the master for us!"

"Cut him with an immortal sword!" "No, burn him with the true fire of Samadhi!"

"No, use the immobilization method to hang him in the air for ten years!"

"Not enough, not enough, a hundred years!" "Yes, at least a hundred years!"

The surrounding words became lively again, and Ji Yuan could see it clearly. The sound actually came from the shaking of the ink patterns on the handwriting. Obviously, these handwritings have become ghosts, and they naturally have some special abilities.

Every time a sentence of punishment fell, Duke Tu's heart would tremble. These spirits were obviously very simple. The more simple they were, the more truthful what they said.

"Quiet!"

Ji Yuan said a word, and immediately shut up all the voices, and then handed over to the already a little nervous Lord Earth again.

"It's because of Ji's lax discipline that this kind of thing happened. By the way, may I ask my local land, if these words came out and I stole ink ingots, can I do other harmful things?"

"No no!"

Land quickly waved his hand.

"These days, several wealthy households have come to the Temple of the Earth to offer sacrifices and worship many times, saying that Mofang has been stolen again and again. It is still useless to invite officials and experts to surround the warehouse. I am afraid of ghosts. What happened today."

The plan was clear. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a loud noise outside. It was obvious that the master of the magic workshop and others had come. After knowing the land master, he left first with his handwriting.

When the master of the magic workshop brought people into the house, he saw that the ink ingots that had been summoned out of the ground by the land master were scattered on the ground, and many ink racks had collapsed.

Downstream of the river a few miles away from Mofang, Ji Yuan and Duke Tudi were sitting on the rocks by the river. All the handwriting had flown back to the "Jianyi Note", but the copybook was not put away, but spread out on Ji Yuan. on the side.

A pile of complete or incomplete ink ingots is piled next to the "Jianyi Note", which is the loot from before.

Ji Yuan was both angry and funny after hearing the story from Duke Tudi, and looked at the Jian Yi Tie beside him.

"You guys have vicious eyes, and you only choose top-grade Yuanmo to eat..."

These words "Big Master" are called cheerfully, and it is a situation where people get stolen goods, so of course Ji Yuan can't pretend to be stupid.

And since just now, all the words in Jianyi's post have been silent. They saw Hao Mo and wanted to eat it before, but now they understand that this thing can't be eaten by what they can get, and they also understand that making trouble and making the old man unhappy .

"Excuse me, Mr. Tudi, this is the origin of Yuan ink~www.NovelMTL.com~ What is the value of an ink ingot of this quality?"

Ji Yuan thought that the place of production should be much cheaper, but the land man was obviously very shrewd, and he knew what he meant when he heard Ji Yuan speak.

"Mr. Ji don't need to worry, what they stole is not finished products, and they will be screened in the end, and this has not been talked about, but the value of raw materials is not high, ten cents per piece is almost the same, and they have already made a lot of money. For the wealthy, it's just a drop in the bucket."

"I see."

The land master continued.

"Sir, you don't have to worry about such trivial matters. I will ask these Mofang owners to tell me that there will be nothing wrong in the future, and I will take more care of the Mofang, which is enough to cover the loss."

This is more than enough to cover the loss. It was definitely made by the masters of the Mofang. The land master said this because he had shot too hard before and almost burned these strange writings to death.

If ordinary monsters died, they would also die, but now that they have a big backer, they can be considered to be taking the initiative to show their love.

It is natural to seek fate.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Ji, who is in love with him! Well, if Mr. Land has a way, he can help Ji get some good ink, and I'll pay you to buy it."

Hearing this, the land master was relieved, and he laughed happily.

"Hahahaha... Mr. Ji is joking. It's not easy to get good ink. I'll get it for you, but why would I ask for your money? Besides, what's the point of asking for money... er..."

"Really, don't you want this?"

At this moment, Ji Yuan stretched out his palm, and there was a golden Dharma coin lying quietly there. The upper Dao Yun was fading in and out, and at first glance, it was not an ordinary thing.