A majestic aura, followed by the leisurely chanting of ancient meanings, spread from the sky and the earth and turned into a faint white mist.
"The millet is separated, the seedlings of the rice are growing."
"As you move forward, your center will be shaken."
"Those who know me well tell me that I am worried."
"Those who don't know me can't tell me what I want."
On a mountain peak not far from the valley, Feng Qingyan stood on the edge of the cliff, his white clothes fluttering, facing the east and reciting poetry, spitting out pale white words one after another.
The sound is full of ancient meaning and has an indescribable charm.
In just a moment, the mountain peaks were filled with a majestic aura, which was breathtaking.
"As expected of Feng Sanding!"
Ziyaqin walked out of the yard with her piano on her back and looked at the mountain peaks on the west side. She happened to see Feng Qingyan standing on the edge of the cliff. Then she turned around and asked the two maids behind her, "But have you packed it up?"
"Go back to me, sir. My maid has packed up and is ready to go at any time."
The two maids bowed slightly and said.
"Ahhhh——"
The female ghost's frightened and painful shouts came from the yard.
At this time, a mighty aura rose up from the valley. Although it was very light, it was like a burning flame and caused great harm to the female ghost.
The awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism is the most rigid, upright and powerful, which can restrain ghosts.
"not good!"
Ziyaqin suddenly woke up and immediately rushed into the courtyard and walked towards the female ghost's wing.
The two maids looked at each other and then walked back to the courtyard.
In a wing room on the west side, the female ghost screamed in fear and pain, frantically avoiding the aura of flames.
But the valley was filled with awe-inspiring aura, and there was nowhere to hide.
"Gentleman, please spare my life."
The female ghost knelt on the ground and begged in pain, with wisps of green smoke rising from her body, and her soul and body could no longer hold up.
Ziyaqin walked in, frowned and said, "Hibiscus, bring the painting."
After hearing this, Hibiscus immediately went to get the painting.
"Sir, save me."
As if seeing a life-saving straw, the female ghost turned to Ziyaqin for help.
"Hold on."
Ziyaqin said, feeling a little surprised.
This Haoran aura is not very strong, so why is the female ghost so painful?
After a few breaths, Mu Jin took out a painting, and Ziyaqin took it and opened it, draping it over the female ghost's body to block Haoran's aura.
The female ghost collapsed on the ground.
"I would like to thank you for saving my life."
After a while, the female ghost regained some of her energy and knelt down, saying extremely gratefully. However, she was still extremely frightened, wondering why the gentleman would treat her like this...
Ziyaqin didn't say anything, waved her hands and left.
Out of the yard.
Mu Jin couldn't help but be a little surprised and said: "Master, is Haoran's aura so terrifying? Logically speaking, it shouldn't cause such great harm."
"Xiao Chen's soul is somewhat unstable to begin with. Naturally, it cannot bear the sudden encounter with Haoran's aura."
Ziyaqin quickly figured it out and explained.
"I see."
Mu Jin nodded, and then said: "Sir, the gentleman is back, we can set off."
"Pack your bags and get ready to go."
Ziyaqin said.
The two maids left in response, returned to the room to pick up their bags and got into the car.
"Qingyan, you were reading in the morning on the mountain peak and almost killed the kid." Zi Yaqin took two steps forward and smiled, "Next time, I'll have to stay farther away. I'm afraid the kid won't be able to bear it."
"Qingyan made an oversight."
Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, and then walked back to the yard.
"Jiu Ge, I still think you look good in women's clothes." Zi Yaqin looked at Jiu Ge, who was dressed as a book boy in Tsing Yi and said with a smile.
Jiuge has black hair like lacquer, skin like jade, and beautiful eyes.
Just like a peony flower in bud, it is beautiful but not enchanting, gorgeous but not vulgar, charming and unparalleled.
"Young master, do you really think so?"
Jiu Ge was overjoyed when he heard this, and said with some excitement: "Jiu Ge thinks so too, but it's a pity that sir won't let him..."
"Well--"
Ziyaqin was just joking, but Jiuge took it seriously and said: "Although he looks good, as a man, it is quite inappropriate to wear women's clothes."
"oh."
Jiuge shrugged and walked into the yard.
At this time, Feng Qingyan came to the side room and saw the female ghost walking out of the room without leaving the house. When she saw him, she knelt down in fear and said: "My dear, I pay my respects to you, the gentleman."
"No need to be polite."
Feng Qingyan waved his hand, pondered for a moment and then said: "The morning reading just now was my homework. I didn't target you specifically. I hope you can forgive me."
"I don't dare."
The female ghost said in a panic, Feng Sanding, who is famous all over the world, actually apologized to her?
This made her a little unbelievable.
Which scholar in the world is not aloof and superior? He doesn't care about these ghosts at all and does not kill them directly. This is because God has the virtue of good life.
"Do you have anything to pack? We're ready to go."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"No."
The female ghost shook her head and said, feeling a little moved in her heart.
Soon after, two ox carts and a horse carriage came out of the valley and headed towards Youdu.
Jiu Ge rides Feng Qingyan’s ox cart.
The female ghost rode in the carriage with Ziyaqin and the two maids.
Due to the heavy rain yesterday, a lot of water accumulated on the road, making it difficult for the oxcart to drive.
An hour passed and we didn't go far.
Sometimes the wheels get stuck in the mud instead.
"Nine songs."
Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and then asked Jiuge to take action.
Jiuge nodded and used the mountain god's ability to gradually harden the road. However, after all, this was not Jiuge's territory. It required a lot of his divine power and he could not use it freely.
Originally it only needed to harden the road, but in fact it turned out to be a lot harder...
This consumes more divine power.
When the bullock cart had gone dozens of miles, Jiu Ge was already sweating profusely and his face was a little pale.
However, roads dozens of miles away are basically drivable.
"Huhu——"
Jiuge gasped for air, lay back and said, "I'm so exhausted."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Oh, it's not hard."
Jiuge said quickly, with a happy look on his face. He was finally able to do something for his husband. Then, he was a little surprised and said: "Sir, there seems to be some noise in front. I wonder what happened."
Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and listened.
"Ah, sir, it's not good, someone seems to have killed someone."
Jiuge suddenly screamed.
"Qing Mang speeds up."
Feng Qingyan faintly heard the sound of fighting, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he asked Qing Niu to speed up.
If it were a war, he wouldn't intervene, but the sound didn't sound like it, and it sounded a bit like bandits entering the village.
"promise!"
Qing Mang responded and ran away like a flying arrow.
Click——
The bullock cart, which had been running for thousands of miles, suddenly couldn't hold up and fell apart. The wheels, roof, shaft, etc. were torn apart and flew out.
The platform Feng Qingyan and Jiuge were sitting on came off the wheels and hit the ground with a snap. The two of them seemed to be sitting on a big wooden board on the road.
As for Qing Niu, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Feng Qingyan and Jiuge were stunned and did not come back to their senses for a long time. What was going on?
Why did the bullock cart suddenly disappear?
Zi Yaqin from behind was also stunned.
The green bull, who was still running wildly, felt something was wrong and turned around. The bull's eyes immediately widened and he asked in shock: "Where is the car?"