Lanke Chess Edge

Ji Yuan left gracefully, but he didn't really disappear. Instead, he turned a corner in the street and walked in the direction of Yin's residence. Although he did not deliberately raise his feet, his pace was brisk. It is not slow to walk through the streets in the quiet capital of the time.

"Boom - boom, boom, boom" "Tap..."

The sound of gongs and clappers came from afar, followed by a cry from Qingyuan.

"It's freezing cold~~~"

In the dark night, two watchmen, one with a gong and the other with a clapper, walked along the side of the street, rubbing their hands together.

"Boom - boom, boom, boom"

After one person finished beating the gong, the other beat the clapper, and then opened his mouth to shout.

"despair……"

"It's freezing cold~~~"

The two passed a street intersection, and they could see the lights on the gate of Yin Mansion from a distance.

"Hey, do you think Yin Gong is dying?"

In the daytime or when there are many people, they would never dare to say such words, but at this moment there was no one on the street, so the two dared to lower their voices and talk in private, in order to distract their attention from the cold open.

"It's hard to say, so many doctors are not good at it, not to mention the imperial doctor in the palace, there have been waves of famous doctors from all over the world, all of them are here to extend Yin Gong's life!"

The companion shook his head and sighed.

"Hey! Those scholars often say that thanks to the presence of Duke Yin in the current sage, it is only now that the clergy is clear and the future rises to peace. If Duke Yin goes, the sage may not be deceived by the traitorous and greedy ministers."

"Who said no, who wouldn't look forward to Duke Yin's long life? I heard that Wanzhou has gathered thousands of lights several times to pray for Duke Yin at Guangdong Lake."

"Yes, yes, I also heard about it, but Yin Gong's illness has not improved, what can I do..."

The two watchmen both sighed and sighed. Originally, it was not up to them to discuss the affairs of high officials, and the small people would not discuss it, because they couldn't listen to the affairs of big men, but Yin Zhaoxian is now a legend of Dazhen. Who is it? I have heard several versions of the story of Duke Yin. If Duke Yin was not a high-ranking member of the dynasty and had changed to a former minister or a deceased minister, it is estimated that the storyteller would have compiled several versions of the book.

One person wanted to say something, and the other stabbed the other person's arm with his elbow, signaling to stop talking nonsense. When his companion looked up, he found a gentleman in a white shirt walking slowly across the street.

"Boom - boom, boom, boom" "Tap..."

"It's freezing cold~~~"

The two quickly beat the gong and the clapper to perform a round of their own work.

Ji Yuan came towards him from a distance, and when he heard the sound, although he heard the conversation of the watchman, he just nodded towards the two of them and passed by, while the two watchmen laughed subconsciously and turned to Ji. Fate nodded, regretted a little after nodding, and then kept moving forward without even looking back.

Turning at the intersection of Qiantou Street, you will enter a larger street. It is Rong'an Street on the right in front of the Imperial City, where the famous Yin Mansion is located.

When Ji Yuan arrived in front of the Yin Mansion, he saw that except for the two large lanterns at the gate of the mansion, there were no lights in the Yin Mansion. The inside and outside are transparent and bright, and the noble righteousness is faintly reflected in the sky, making the sky clear.

"Haha, what is Master Yin doing? It's probably Qing'er's ghost idea."

Ji Yuan didn't worry about his old friend's body at all. He smiled like this, but he didn't rush in. He was asleep in the middle of the night. It was time to visit friends, but it was dawn in a few hours. There's no need to spend a lot of money to stay at an inn, so Ji Yuan simply entered a small alley across the street and found a relatively clean and pleasing corner. He bent his legs, put his elbows on his knees and punched the pillow, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This sleep is not only to rest, but also to experience the wonder of "dream wandering". In a trance, I stood up because of the void outside my body, looked down at myself in my sleep, and walked away on the breeze. It's not Yufeng, but the wind seems to be blowing around with the idea of ​​Jiyuan, but it seems extremely natural.

This is the first time that Ji Yuan can escape the dream of traveling so smoothly since Yanshu accomplished the "Dream of Dreams" chapter. In the past, it would dissipate if it failed or traveled a few steps, so I don't know how many times it has been revised. This time it may be It was finally complete, so smooth.

There are two night wandering gods patrolling the streets at night.

His family knows his own affairs, and he has tried his own methods for a long time. His vision is different from the one he had in the past, and he has a bit of self-confidence. He can already have a more accurate judgment on the level of supernatural powers. Although he has never seen the real "dream-entry technique", he cannot make an accurate comparison, but from the perspective of rumors, he should be inseparable from each other.

Moreover, it is not true that there is no comparable object in Jiyuan. For example, if you have seen Lao Long's "Mirage Dafa", you can refer to it.

A magical technique such as "Wandering Dreams" is by no means a simple way of going out of the body, but a magical technique that is equivalent to the "dream entry" technique or even surpasses the "dream entry" technique.

In fact, at this moment, Jiyuan's physical body is sitting in the same place, and even the gas phase has not changed in the slightest.

The feeling of the real body is still there, it can recognize subtle sounds, can be blown by the breeze, and the idea of ​​traveling is obviously illusory, but it can also feel the changes in the four directions, especially the strange thing is that the "distant plan" can even feel its own magical powers And Qingteng Immortal Sword, Qingteng Sword is still hanging behind the real body, but it seems that as long as he wants, he can draw the sword at this moment.

This feeling was so strong that Ji Yuan was a little eager to try it. After visiting a small part of the city of Gyeonggi, Ji Yuan couldn't help but wander into the sky. Leaning behind with his right hand, a vague feeling rose in the palm of his hand.

"Zheng-"

The sword light flashed in the void.

boo~

Like a bubble bursting, before a sword was drawn out, the dream of Ji Yuan shattered and dissipated...

"call……"

In the corner behind the alley house, Ji Yuan let out a long sigh of relief, opened his eyes to look around, and then reached out and rubbed his forehead. He thought that the power of a certain person's mind can definitely be regarded as quite terrifying. He still felt a slight headache, and it could be seen that half of the sword was drawn and it wasn't a joke.

Even so, Ji Yuan was still very happy, rubbing his head and smiling at the corners of his mouth. If the occasion was not suitable, he might have laughed out loud.

The Qingteng Sword showed its shape and flew slowly to Ji Yuan. It fluttered and danced in the night wind a few times. It seemed that he was a little confused about what just happened. Why did I just feel like I unsheathed my master's will, even though I didn't unsheath my own sword.

"Hahahahaha..."

Seeing the appearance of the Qingteng sword, Ji Yuan, who had not yet fully understood it, finally couldn't help laughing. After stroking it, he let go, and the Ivy Sword flew around for a while before returning to his back.

However, after going through such a place, Ji Yuan was really tired this time, and he still maintained the position just now, and after a few breaths, he had already rested on his knees and pillowed his head to sleep.

...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

After the fifth watch, it began to rain in Gyeonggi Prefecture. It was not a heavy rain, but the spring rain was not small, and it would not be like a thunderstorm. trend to stop.

Ji Yuan was still asleep in the corner under the eaves, the outside was full of rain, and the slate floor outside the eaves was already full of trickles. The falling raindrops and splashes occasionally hit Ji Yuan, but it did not affect him at all. sleep quality.

It was already dawn, but Ji Yuan still hadn't woken up. At this time, there was a sound from behind.

"Squeak~", the back door of this family was opened from the inside. A man stood at the door with a basin of turbid water and poured it hard, and poured the face wash water out of the back door, just as he was about to close the door. He glanced at the corner outside the door.

"Um?"

The man leaned out half of his body to take a closer look, and saw a gray-clad man who looked like a Confucian man sitting against the wall in the corner under the eaves. On the side was the heavy rain and the stagnant water on the ground, and half of his body was already wet.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Hearing the voice of his wife inside ~www.NovelMTL.com~ the man reacted.

"Oh, here, there is a person sitting behind our house."

"Ah? Beggars?"

The wife also went to the back door, and the man stepped aside to allow his wife to come out to see.

"Looking at this dress, it doesn't look like a beggar..."

"Oops, he's all wet!"

After hesitating for a while, the man handed the washbasin to his wife, and then walked carefully to Jiyuan's side. Seeing the occasional ups and downs in his chest, he was probably not breathing, so he patted Jiyuan's shoulder with confidence.

"Sir, sir! Wake up, sir, wake up!"

"call……"

Ji Yuan exhaled a long breath, opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, his face calm.

"Sleep soundly."

Ji Yuan said that he sat up straight and stretched his arms.

The man took two steps back. Seeing that Jiyuan may be down, but sitting on the rain side has a clear air of its own, which is inexplicably admired. For a scholar with a good face, it is estimated that he should be ashamed and angry, because he Most of the readers I've seen do so.

"Sir, if you don't dislike it, come in and sit down, bake the fire, and warm yourself up with a bowl of rice porridge."

"Yes, sir, our family also respects scholars, come in and have a rest."

The wife on the other side also agreed with her husband. Although it is not good to invite strangers to the house under normal circumstances, if there is no superfluous thought in the heart, the natural affinity of Jiyuan will be easily felt by others, and his appearance is even better. There is no threat, it will naturally be more reassuring.

Ji Yuan stood up, looked at his clothes, and then looked at the relationship between the husband and wife. After thinking about it, he nodded and smiled.

"Okay, Ji is respectful and does not obey orders. The two of you will be rewarded for your kindness."

"Hey, what kindness is good, don't be polite!"

The man was also very happy, this big gentleman, half of his body was wet, he should have been shivering from the cold, and he was still in the crepe.