Follow the mountain god to fight monsters

Duan Xingli felt that someone was paying attention to him from behind, so he quickly put away the spell but saw that there was no one behind him, it seemed that he was overwhelmed.

Duan Xingli grilled the fish on the fire, turned the fish over and over, and finally put seasonings on it, the aroma was overflowing.

Duan Xingli couldn't help admiring himself: "Wow, I'm really a god who can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen."

Duan Xingli was holding the grilled fish and attracted the eyes of the maids and servants along the way, and walked into He Qingshan's room under everyone's salivating gaze.

He Qingshan is looking at the map of this town at the table. This town is called Ginkgo Town, and the mountains around the town are named after the ginkgo trees. He Qingshan got a map from someone else and started to study it.

While watching, he thought about where the 梼杌 should hide, and wrote down again.

When Duan Xingli walked into the door, He Qingshan smelled a fragrance and raised his head suddenly.

Seeing He Qingshan's appearance, Duan Xingli smiled proudly and said, "Why don't you come and try it? Both Yun Shu and Ming Ting are full of praise for the grilled fish made by my god." As he spoke, he put the grilled fish on the table and looked at it. To He Qingshan.

He Qingshan put down the pen in his hand, his stomach growled, he stood up, went to the table and sat down.

He Qingshan looked at the grilled fish in front of him, it was full of color and fragrance, and even looking at it made people have an uncontrollable appetite.In the heavens they can only drink Baihualu and eat fresh fruits. Where have they ever eaten such fishy things? He was born with heaven and earth.

Duan Xingli looked at He Qingshan but didn't move his chopsticks, knowing what he was worried about, he deliberately picked up a piece of fish and said: "It smells so good, this kind of delicacy can only be tasted in the world."

He Qingshan's eyes were full of resentment.

Duan Xingli said: "Eat it, it doesn't matter, your master taught you not to hurt living beings, in fact he also ate it secretly, there are no gods in the heavens who are not dirty, they all eat one by one in front of others In the same way, this kind of fasting and eating fruit can only deceive you little gods."

He Qingshan looked at Duan Xingli half-believing in his words.

Duan Xingli had no choice but to pick up a piece and feed it directly into He Qingshan's mouth, saying: "Eat it."

He Qingshan had no choice but to savor the taste carefully, it was really a masterpiece, he picked up the chopsticks and ate without hesitation.

Duan Xingli smiled slightly.

He Qingshan must have been starving in the past two days, he ate four fish before he was full, the servant girl put away the dishes and looked at He Qingshan enviously.

After eating and drinking enough, Duan Xingli invited He Qingshan out for a walk.

He Qingshan refused: "I also want to see where we haven't been in the vicinity."

Duan Xingli approached him, saw the mark he made earnestly, pointed at the big red cross and said, "What does this mean?"

He Qingshan said: "This mark represents the places we have been to."

Duan Xingli looked at the map and said, "I didn't expect Cuiping Mountain to be so big."

In the mortal world, they can't use mana casually in front of people, so they have to walk to some places. Thinking of this place, Duan Xingli sighed, saying that he had to suffer this kind of suffering because of his old arms and legs.

He Qingshan said: "Then you rest and I'll go take a look."

Duan Xingli immediately said: "No need, walking around more can be regarded as exercise."

He Qingshan put away the map and started writing and drawing again.

Duan Xingli was bored, and said: "I heard that there is a place in this town to listen to books and watch people. What news do you need to inquire about? Where do you all go to check it out? .”

He Qingshan raised his eyes as if he was thinking about something, and Duan Xingli continued to say: "This mana has been imprisoned under the tower for more than 10,000 years, and his mana has already been exhausted. He will not escape from the tower either. He must be hiding somewhere in the world. The driver is spying on him. On the one hand, he is avoiding the pursuit of the heavens. On the other hand, he will recover his spiritual power as soon as possible. Strong people suck their spiritual power."

He Qingshan stood up and said, "Let's go."

Duan Xingli smiled triumphantly when he saw that his scheme had succeeded.

The two wandered around the town, meeting many people back and forth.Now it is a time of peace and prosperity, the city is bustling at night, the lights are dim, the crowds coming and going are laughing and laughing, and there is a peaceful atmosphere.

He Qingshan and Duan Xingli wandered around for a while, only to find this place where they eat, drink and listen to books.

The store was overcrowded, most of them were famous and worthy scholars, and there was an old man over fifty years old sitting in the middle of the hall, holding a piece of Xingmu in his hand, looking like an old-school scholar. The people in the hall applauded.

The waiter who greeted them saw the two, his eyes lit up, and he knew that these two were handsome and well-dressed, at first glance, they were handsome and elegant sons from which family, and led Duan Xingli back with a small face He Qingshan went up to the second floor , sitting in one place.

This second floor is considered a private room. Although it is not completely closed, there are screens between each table, which looks elegant and interesting.

After sitting down, Duan Xingli ordered two pots of sake and a plate of peanuts, and cast his eyes on the storyteller.

When the old man said something exciting, he would pat the table with Xingmu to show that the next story would be even more exciting. He was eloquent, with a good voice, and the story he told was as if he was personally on the scene. Applause.

Xiao Er served the wine, Duan Xingli said: "This old gentleman is so eloquent, where is he from?"

Xiao Er glanced at the energetic old master who was talking below, and said: "That is Mr. Qi from our Yuqing City. He was born as a scholar with profound literary talents. Back to my hometown, I have been a storyteller here for more than 20 years. The stories he tells are vivid and interesting, and many people come to listen to them, and his reputation has gradually spread, but our Mr. Qi He is proud and arrogant, and doesn't go to the mansion to tell stories, so we can only hear his stories in our 'Yuyuanzhai'." After speaking, Xiao Er still had a complacent expression.

Duan Xingli said: "We also came here because of the reputation, but we are just curious if the stories of this gentleman are all made up by ourselves, how can we tell such vivid and interesting stories."

Xiao Er sneered and said: "Mr. Qi is a strange person, and he has seen many strange people and strange things."

"Oh." Duan Xingli nodded.

Xiao Er saw that He Qingshan and Duan Xingli looked rather indifferent, thought he didn't believe Mr. Qi's story, and said: "Our Mr. Qi also saw a strange thing three months ago. I heard that he went to the mountains to find the story. I saw a red light descending from the sky, the red light was like a raging fire, burning blazingly, illuminating the entire night sky like day, Mr. Qi said that it must be the reincarnation of a god who descended to earth."

He Qingshan and Duan Xingli were stunned for a moment, their eyes met.

Duan Xingli said: "Then are there any children born in your city?"

Xiaoer said that he was addicted, and continued: "Mr. Qi is a powerful person. It is a coincidence that our wife of the city lord gave birth to a baby boy in a few days. The city lord was overjoyed and rewarded Qi There are many treasures, sir."

Duan Xingli took a look at He Qingshan and said with a smile: "That's really a gratifying thing."

Xiaoer said: "Yes, yes, the birth of this son, and the descending of the gods, the whole city is very happy. After all, this is a great honor. For this reason, the city owner also set up a porridge stall for a month. Really A person with a bodhisattva heart will always be rewarded."

After Xiao Er finished speaking, he withdrew.

Duan Xingli looked at He Qingshan, saw that he was holding a wine glass, he didn't know what he was thinking, Duan Xingli said: "What do you think?"

He Qingshan thought for a long time, and then said: "If the fire ball that Mr. Qi saw was a 梼杌, then he might be hiding on the body of the city lord's son, but this 梼杌 is a fierce beast, and wherever the fierce beast goes How can a newborn child bear such fierceness."

Duan Xingli nodded and said: "Perhaps because Wu Wu has been suppressed under the tower for a long time, this ferocity has also been polished."

He Qingshan said: "It's better to go and have a look."

Duan Xingli said: "It's getting dark today, besides, this City Lord's Mansion is not something that anyone can enter casually, it seems that we have to find a chance." Duan Xingli greeted Xiao Er again, and said: "We It is very interesting to hear what you said about the son of the city lord, I really want to see the honor of this little son, maybe it can bring us good luck."

Xiao Er glanced at the two of them, and said: "You two young masters are Wushuang, both of them seem to be either rich or noble. I have never seen a person as immortal as the two when I grow up. That little son has always been treated by the city lord." Protect, many people came to see, wanting to enjoy the blessings of the little prince, but none of them saw it, but you are lucky, in ten days it will be the hundred days of the little prince, the city lord's mansion will hold a big banquet, and it will take two days You can go and see."

Duan Xingli took out an ingot of silver and handed it to Xiao Er, "Thank you, brother."

Xiao Er hurriedly put the silver into his bosom, and said: "You're welcome, you're welcome, if you need anything, Young Master, just call me."

He Qingshan said: "In what capacity should we go?"

Duan Xingli smiled and said: "That's so difficult, just say we are merchants from the north." He Qingshan nodded.

Duan Xingli took a sip from a glass of wine, and said, "Hey, the wine in this world is still not as good as Yun Shu's."

He Qingshan said: "I heard that Suguang Shenjun's winemaking is the best in the world, but I have no luck to taste it."

Duan Xingli said: "That's natural, but Xiao Qingshan also likes to drink?" He saw that He Qingshan had two empty wine jugs in his hand, and ordinary people's faces were flushed even if they were not drunk, but he looked Indifferently, it seems like drinking water.

He Qingshan said: "Not bad."

Duan Xingli said: "If Xiao Qingshan likes it, I will ask Yun Shu to send you a few altars when I return to the heaven."

He Qingshan said: "Thank you, Lord Weiyin."

Duan Xingli waved his hand and said: "It's just a trivial matter, but in the world, you don't need to call me by my fairy name anymore, just call me A Li like everyone else."

He Qingshan's hand holding the wine glass froze, glanced at Duan Xingli and didn't speak, nor did he object.

Mr. Qi downstairs started to tell a new story, the mountain god fighting the black bear spirit, it was vividly told, and everyone who listened to it talked about it with gusto.

Duan Xingli also had two jars of wine in his hand, his cheeks were reddish, his eyes began to blur, he looked at the people downstairs cheering for Mr. Qi and said: "Mr. Qi can really make up, how can he see this mountain god as he wants?" Arrived? I see that he has no spiritual power in his whole body, how can a mortal body see the real body of a mountain god with the naked eye, it's really ridiculous."