Lanke Chess Edge

The value of this copybook in Ji Yuan's eyes is completely different from that in Lu Shanjun's eyes, so I was directly fascinated by it.

Every word on the sword meaning post has a different expression, each stroke contains sharpness, but the whole combination has an illusion of coherence, like a hundred and ten clearly static words dancing together.

Under the fascination, Ji Yuan forgot the time. The fox on the stone table watched Ji Yuan immersed in the copybook. The aura in the courtyard slowly dissipated after a few moments, but he did not dare to disturb him.

It was not until it was getting late that Ji Yuan came back to his senses from reading the words, and couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Good words and good swords! I didn't expect that martial arts swordsmanship can be so sophisticated, and it should be like this!"

This copybook is not written by immortal cultivators. When I first came into contact with the copybook, Jiyuan felt it. There is no spiritual energy or mysterious techniques in the sense of self-cultivation.

The meaning of the words is just a gesture of wielding the pen like a sword, but just soaking in water can destroy the copybook, and even the Yin Bamboo Slip of Jiyuan is not something that can be easily destroyed by the invasion of water and fire.

What's more, what is recorded on the copybook is also the swordsmanship in martial arts, that is, a small mortal skill that is despised by immortals.

But it is this combination of sword intents, which is similar in effect to a chess game. In Jiyuan's mind, it seems to be activated like a dragon, which contains wisdom and will!

'The martial artist whose book was posted here must be by no means an ordinary martial artist. He should be an amazing and talented person. I wonder if he is still in the world? ’

Ji Yuan was thinking about it when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

'Wait, I even thought about things for Mao, shit, it's poisonous! ’

Ji Yuan hurriedly shook his head nervously, turned his head to one side, and found that the drowsy fox on the table had woken up quite a bit. He looked at the sky again and found that the sun was already slanting towards the west.

"Hahaha... I'm sorry, I forgot the time, it's time to decoct for you! Well, there is no medicine stove and pot..."

There is no way to know what the fate of the family is. There must be no such thing as a medicine stove, so I can only borrow it from Yin's house.

"You stay here and don't run around, I'll be back when I go!"

Leaving this sentence, and seeing how well-behaved the fox looked, Ji Yuan left the courtyard and went to Yin's house.

Before she even walked to Yin's courtyard, she heard Yin Qing talking very excitedly.

"A-Niang A-Niang, I heard someone talking about Mr. Ji on the way back with Daddy today, saying that a red fox appeared in the market this morning, and was chased and beaten by a big yellow dog all the way, and the fox escaped. I ran to the feet of Mr. Ji who was passing by, and kept kowtowing to Mr. Ji!"

"Ah!? Is there such a thing?"

Inside Yin's house, the master tape screamed in surprise, and then looked at Yin Zhaoxian, who was sitting on the side and was lighting a candle with a torch.

"Master, is what Qing'er said true?"

Yin Zhaoxian lit the candle and nodded at her.

"It shouldn't be false. Many people came back today to ask me about Mr. Ji. It is said that the red fox was dripping with blood. He escaped from the crowd by pretending to be dead, and then knelt down in front of Mr. Ji and bowed. There were a few yellow dogs around. Don't dare to step forward, and..."

"Yes, yes! A-niang, let me tell you, Mr. Ji just said a word, and the big dogs backed away by themselves. Mr. Ji also gave the two fox fighters money to let them go. That fox, hmph, what kind of money are you giving!"

Yin Qing's words were full of children's emotions, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Well, I heard that Ji Rentang rescued the fox later."

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Outside the hospital, listening to the Yin family discussing the day's affairs, Ji Yuan also laughed a little, and then knocked on the courtyard door.

"Dong, dong, dong~~~"

"Master Yin, is Mrs. Yin at home? Ji Yuan is visiting!"

Ji Yuan's strong and positive voice came from outside the hospital, and scared the Yin family who were discussing him. Yin Zhaoxian hurried out to open the door, and Yin Qing immediately followed.

When he opened the courtyard door, Ji Yuan was standing outside. What was especially striking was the blood stains on his sleeves and chest.

"Master Yin!"

Ji Yuan slightly bowed his hands.

"Mr. Ji is here, come in, come in! Qing'er, let your mother make a pot of tea!"

"No need! I just wanted to borrow a medicine pot and medicine pot from you. I don't know if there is such a thing in Master Yin's house?"

Recalling the rumors from the market when he came back today, Yin Zhaoxian suddenly realized something and nodded.

"I have it, I'll go get it for you!"

"Dad, the medicine stove is here!"

Without waiting for Yin Zhaoxian to look for it, Yin Qing came over excitedly holding the medicine pot and handed it to Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, the medicine stove!"

"Okay, thank you Xiao Yinqing!"

Ji Yuan took it with a smile, although he couldn't see the details of the medicine stove, but from the touch, it should be some kind of stoneware product, and it could smell a little charcoal ash, and the stove and pot were not big.

"Master Yin, if there's something going on in a certain family, don't bother!"

"Okay, Mr. Ji, please. If you are of any use, please feel free to speak, and Yin will be waiting for you at any time!"

Yin Zhaoxian was bowing his hands to Ji Yuan when he found that his son rushed out of the yard in a single stride and stood behind Ji Yuan.

"Qing'er, what are you doing, come back!"

"Mr. Ji, I want to go too. I want to see a red fox. I've never seen a fox before. Can I go and see? I promise to be obedient!"

"Qing'er!!"

"Hehehe... Master Yin, don't be surprised, Xiao Yinqing is at an innocent age, and it is natural to focus on curiosity. Well, let him go to the small pavilion with me to see, and he must be brought back before dinner!"

"Hahahaha, great!!"

Yin Qing jumped happily, Yin Zhaoxian smiled awkwardly.

"That's the trouble for Mr. Ji."

'Little bastard, why didn't you ask my father to take you to see it together! ! I want to see it for my father too! ’

However, because of his face and scruples about Ji Yuan, Yin Zhaoxian still couldn't express his thoughts. It was a pity that he even watched Ji Yuan and Yin Qing leave with a trace of envy.

. . .

In the courtyard of Ju'an Xiaoge, the red fox on the stone table heard the approaching footsteps outside the courtyard, and also heard Yin Qing's clear and crisp voice constantly asking Jiyuan about the fox, a little wary and wanted to stand up, but Did not escape.

Not long after, Ji Yuan, who was carrying the medicine pot, and Yin Qing, who was excited, entered the yard.

"Yo, can you stand up?"

Ji Yuan felt more at ease, seeing the vigilant look on Yin Qing's face by the fox, he also said with a smile. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"Little Chihu, this is the son of a friend of Ji, don't worry, Xiao Yinqing, this is the Chihu. Now it's seriously injured, so try not to disturb it's rest and don't touch it, understand?"

"Oh, I see!"

A child like Yin Qing has no resistance to a furry red fox, and the appearance of a cloth wrapped around his body reduces the fox's deterrent power as a beast.

Turning around and looking up and down, he looked at the fox carefully, and almost reached out to touch it, but the fox's eyes were always on Yin Qing, and he didn't let his guard down at all.

Yin Qing asked, "Does it hurt?" for a while, and then backed away in fright because of the fox's hissing, while the red fox began to look like an enemy and then sneered and ignored it. This person and one fox are not on the same channel at all. Gotta be funny.

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After more than half an hour, a bowl of dark and slightly thick medicinal soup appeared in Ji Yuan's hands. Considering the fox's small stomach, he deliberately made it thicker.

"Woooo..."

The medicine didn't smell very good, but Ji Yuan stared at it, and the red fox had to obediently lick the bowl of medicinal juice that was placed on the corner of the table into his stomach. Yin Qing, who was watching, was very interesting, thinking that the fox was better than a dog. The dog is fine.

A trace of spiritual energy was also poured into this medicine, and the red fox could drink it before it quickly dissipated, which would also help the red fox absorb the medicinal power.

What is gratifying is that after all, it is no longer an ordinary beast. With timely treatment and the help of spiritual energy, Chihu's injury has truly stabilized.

It just happened that it was almost time for dinner. After sending the reluctant Yin Qing home, Ji Yuan had time to eat the first meal of the day. By the way, he could also bring some meat back for the fox.

And the anecdote of the red fox asking people for help on the street, and the yellow dog being persuaded to walk away, has gradually become an interesting topic of conversation for the people of Ning'an after a meal.