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Chapter 191 Goldman Sachs’ arrangement, Fu Shui

"insect?"

The old man frowned.

There was a hint of self-deprecation in this tone.

Those noble "immortals" would not call themselves this.

"Is it possible that this is really a wild Taoist priest without any 'magic power'?" the old man thought.

Naturally, he didn't know that there was a person named "Ji Nian" in the world. He was greedy and shameless, and didn't take himself as a "worm" seriously at all.

But the survival wisdom transformed from many years of experience still kept reminding him that there was a high probability that there was something wrong with the person in front of him.

Moreover, just three days ago, the "High Immortal Master" who always followed the dragon but never saw its end suddenly appeared and reminded them that there would be an "evil guest" coming to their door in the town.

"Is that you?"

The old man cast his gaze on Ji Nian, seeming to be thinking.

The cold wind was passing through the streets in an instant, and the houses were strung together like stone blocks, like an invisible net, trapping the year, Zhang Liusan and others in it.

"Um……"

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, you should not give up.

He is also treating a dead horse as a live doctor.

Survive through cracks and difficulties.

The old man swallowed and replied carefully.

After hearing the words, the old man pondered for a while, and rubbed his rough hands back and forth on the dark red walking stick.

"If they are loyal to me, they will fight you to the death; if they are not loyal to me, will they be loyal to you? Isn't it because people's hearts are wandering and they end up like chicken feathers on the ground?"

"Insects?" Ji Nian said with a smile: "It is true that I don't know any magic, I just learned some small skills from strangers. Treating diseases and saving people along the way is not only to confirm what I have learned, but also to increase my knowledge."

There were several tattered books on a shelf. The slightly yellowed pages were blown open by the wind, but there was no word.

"Immortal Master."

"I don't care if you are counting the years or not, I have my base in Shijie Town. Even if Bai Ziliang, who had not yet made a breakthrough a few months ago, came here, he would not be able to get any favors."

The three eyes are slightly closed, the corpse demon king has a green face and fangs, his eyes are dark, and the ghostly eyes with extremely short forelimbs are located at the bottom.

"Third Uncle, please give me an idea, whether to rush or kill."

"The Immortal Master just gave the order to die two days ago. If we dare to disobey, the [Zombie Demon King Protector God] and the Ghostly Eyed Protector God will definitely eat us!"

Who doesn’t know how powerful [Insect Roost Disk] is?

A ghost seal filled with dark green light, with four ghost dragons guarding it on top, and eight ghost faces on the bottom.

The child's sobs reached Ji Nian's ears, very softly.

"Then...what's it like outside?" The old man rubbed the cane in his hand and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"You can't see anything when you go out. White bones cover the plain. The world is not all the same, but the people are suffering." Ji Nian replied.

Let’s just talk about the man in front of me. If he says he is a “worm”, does that mean he must be a “worm”?

What if this is some kind of "evil god" who practices "deceiving people" and has a bad personality, and he and others expel him, wouldn't that lead to trouble?

They can't afford to offend the high immortal master who "protects" the town; they can't afford to offend a potential "immortal god" either.

He simply let it in.

"If you know a little bit about medical skills, you can use talisman water to treat diseases." Ji Nian said with a gentle smile.

"The ants understand."

"The Taoist priest has great medical skills. I wonder if he can give our baby a doctor..."

Behind them are two stone platforms.

It’s just that I didn’t gain much in half a day.

"Taoist Master, have you traveled a long way?" Zhang Liusan's expression and tone gradually relaxed, as if moved by Ji Nian's gentle temperament.

The townspeople on both sides quietly looked at him and talked in low voices, not daring to speak loudly.

"Zhang Liusan?"

Goldman Sachs looked serious, and under the protection of [Leafless Blood Core Flower King] and [Triangle-Eyed Bald Old Man], he slowly approached the foot of the mountain.

Having lived in Qingshan all his life, he knows better than anyone else that "Master Gao Xian" cannot actually cure this "disease".

Zhang Liusan sighed silently, motioned for the crowd to disperse, and then raised his hands towards the calendar:

"Oh, so what can I do no matter how powerful I am? My anchor points are all real 'living people'."

I know that many things are not as simple as they seem.

For the sake of the children...

The moment he entered the town, the bat-winged stone beasts guarding both sides of the town gate opened their eyes, their fangs slightly exposed.

The young man with dark complexion and scars all over his body leaned into the old man's ear and reminded: "Whether he is that person or not, we have to get him out."

"I want to see what kind of work you can do." Goldman Sachs thought to himself.

At the same time, Shijie Town.

"Is this coming?"

Just use this as an excuse to hang them up.

After decades of suffering in this desperate world, he is far more intelligent than these youngsters.

But only halfway through the words, that familiar, majestic voice sounded in my mind: "Zhang Liusan."

The Immortal Master's edict is like thunder rolling from the sky, with a majestic demeanor.

Ji Nian smiled and shook his head, saying nothing.

After pondering for a long time, the old man decided to say some soft words to coax this "great god" away in a good manner.

A dry and hoarse chuckle came from the fog. It sounded mean and bad, making people think of the year.

But like a sudden power outage, a hallucination of "beep" suddenly sounded in his mind, and the sensory connection with the "Three Kings" of Shijie Town was instantly disconnected.

"This Taoist Priest...we..."

Looking around, I saw a heavy fog coming in.

Just like they believed in the "High Immortal Master" before, they are also willing to believe in this Taoist priest once.

"Taoist Priest, please come in. There have been constant natural disasters these days, and the [Insect Habitat] exploded not long ago. I have nothing to entertain. I hope you will forgive me."

In the secret realm of Taoyuan, in the vast fog, Goldman Sachs did not rush up the mountain. Instead, he found a piece of bluestone and sat down, hoping to get a glimpse of some arrangements of the year from the bottom of the mountain.

The ghost king wearing a crown and dragon robe sits high in the middle, with a crown made of blood-red bamboos moving in the wind.

"Spell to turn water? This is a great magical power! Why did the Taoist priest just call himself..." Zhang Liusan hesitated.

"I am very grateful to have a shelter from the rain. I dare not ask for more." Ji Nian tossed his sleeves, held his bamboo stick, and walked side by side towards the town with Zhang Liusan.

"It's all like this..." The old man laughed at himself and said, "We are just insects."

Walking through this small town under the rain, Ji Nian imitated Qi Ye in his facial expressions and movements, and couldn't help but reveal a calm, gentle and reassuring temperament.

Just then, Xin'er came from Shijie Town, and a Taoist who called himself "Chongzi" wanted to enter the village.

Finally, Zhang Liusan spoke to break the awkwardness: "I just heard from Shanwa that the Taoist priest is here to treat illnesses and save people?"

…

But Zhang Liusan always felt that there was indifference and coldness in this voice.

This is Goldman Sachs's arrangement.

Looking at the child whose face was sallow and full of tears, as if he was going to die in the next second, Zhang Liusan's face was full of heartache: "Please take a look."

"Put that guy in."

"Immortal Master" repeated it again, as if he was about to get angry.

"Ho ho."

At the same time, the lacquered red wooden door of the small temple in the center of the town was pushed open by an invisible force, revealing three chairs, one high and two low.

But before he had taken a few steps, he stumbled and fell into the mud - someone kicked him from behind.

But bugs have no right to choose...

The old man sped up a few steps, raised his hand to open the dark and tattered curtain, and led Ji Nian into a small room.

Nothing is better than not trying at all.

This is the Great Scenery mortal.

"Yeah." Ji Ning nodded lightly.

In the past two days, many people have mentioned the slow pace and why the game is not over yet.

Let me tell everyone here that the competition is actually over, and the current finals is actually the beginning of a new chapter.

Chronicles of entering the great landscape, cutting down mountains and destroying temples, harvesting faith, creating new mythical cards and [playing god] cards will all be written in the next period of time.

It is also the first major plot of the book.

(End of chapter)