Lanke Chess Edge

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

Every character on the Sword Intent Post has a different expression, and each stroke contains sharpness, but the overall combination has a sense of coherence, as if a hundred or ten apparently still characters are dancing together.

Under the fascination, Ji Yuan forgot the time, the fox on the stone table saw Ji Yuan immersed in the copybook, and the aura in the courtyard slowly dissipated after a few moments, but he didn't dare to disturb him.

It wasn't until it was getting late that Ji Yuan came back to his senses from the observation of characters, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Good words and good swords! I never thought that martial arts and swordsmanship could be so subtle, it's almost like this!"

This copybook was not written by a cultivator. Ji Yuan had a feeling for this when he first came into contact with the copybook. There is no aura or mysterious technique in the sense of cultivation.

The meaning left by the writing is only a gesture of swiping the pen like a sword, just soaking in water can destroy the copybook, and even the yin bamboo slips of fate cannot be destroyed casually by ordinary water and fire invasion.

What's more, what is recorded in the copybook is also the swordsmanship in martial arts, that is, the mortal art that people who cultivate immortals look down upon.

But it's this kind of sword intent that connects, which is like a chess game. In Ji Yuan's mind, it seems to be activated like a swimming dragon, which contains wisdom and will!

'The warrior who posted this famous book here must be no ordinary warrior. He should be a generation of amazing talents. I don't know if he is still in the world? '

Just as Ji Yuan was thinking this way, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

'Wait, I'm so polite even thinking about things because of Mao, shit, it's poisonous! '

Ji Yuan hurriedly shook his head nervously, turned his head, and found that the drowsy fox on the table had woken up a lot, and looked at the sky again, and found that the sun had already slanted to the west.

"Hahaha... I'm sorry, I forgot the time, I should decoct the medicine for you! Er, there is no medicine stove and medicine pot..."

It is very clear what is going on at home. There must be no such thing as a medicine stove, so I can only borrow it from Yin's house.

"Stay here and don't run around, I'll come back as soon as I go!"

Leaving this sentence behind, seeing the fox's obedient appearance, Ji Yuan went out of the courtyard to Yin's house.

Before he reached Yin's courtyard, he heard Yin Qing talking excitedly.

"My mother, my father, on the way back today, I heard someone talking about Mr. Ji. They said that a red fox appeared in the market this morning. It was chased and bitten by a big yellow dog and beaten, but the fox ran away. I fled to the feet of Mr. Ji who was passing by, and kowtowed to Mr. Ji!!"

"Ah!? Is there such a thing?"

Inside Yin's house, the mother tape made a sound of surprise, and then looked at Yin Zhaoxian who was sitting on the side and was lighting candles with a fire.

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

Yin Zhaoxian lit the candle and nodded at her.

"It should be true. When I came back today, many people asked me about Mr. Ji. It is said that the red fox was dripping with blood. It escaped from the crowd by pretending to be dead, and then knelt down in front of Mr. Ji. The yellow dogs around They didn't dare to step forward, and..."

"Yes, yes, yes!! Madam, let me tell you, Mr. Ji just said a word, and those big dogs backed away by themselves. Mr. Ji also gave the two fox hunters money to let them go." Pass that fox, hmph, what kind of money are you giving me!!"

What Yin Qing said was full of childish emotions, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

"Well, I heard people say that Ji Ren Tang treated the fox later."

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

"Boom boom boom~~~"

"Is Mrs. Yin, Mrs. Yin, at home? Ji Yuan is here to visit!"

Ji Yuan's upright and powerful voice came from outside the courtyard, startling the Yin family who were discussing him, Yin Zhaoxian hurried out to open the door, Yin Qing followed immediately.

Opening the courtyard door, Ji Yuan is standing outside, what is particularly striking is that there are bloodstains on a pair of sleeves and chest.

"Master Yin!"

Ji Yuan cups his hands slightly.

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

"No need! I came here just to borrow a medicine stove and medicine jar from you. I wonder if Mr. Yin has such a thing at home?"

Recalling the rumors in the market when he came back today, Yin Zhaoxian immediately realized and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, I will fetch it for you!"

"Daddy, the medicine stove is here!"

Before Yin Zhao went to look for it first, Yin Qing came over excitedly holding the medicine stove medicine pot, and then handed it to Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, Yao Furnace!"

"Okay, thank you little Yin Qing!"

Ji Yuan took it with a smile. Although he couldn't see the specific details of the medicine stove, judging from the touch, it should be some kind of rough pottery, with a little charcoal smell, and the stove and pot are not big.

"Master Yin, there is something at Ji's family, so don't bother me!"

"Okay, Mr. Ji, please go ahead, if you are useful, please feel free to speak up, Yin will be waiting for you at any time!"

Yin Zhaoxian was bowing his hands to Ji Yuan, and found that his son rushed out of the yard with one 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 the red fox. I've never seen a fox before. Can I go and see it? I promise to be obedient!"

"Qing'er!"

"Hehehe...Don't blame Mrs. Yin, little Yinqing is at the age of innocence, and the focus of curiosity is natural. How about it, let him go to Xiaoge with me to have a look, and I will send him back before dinner!"

"Hahahaha, great!"

Yin Qing jumped happily, Yin Zhaoxian smiled awkwardly.

"Then trouble Mr. Ji."

‘Little bastard, why don’t you ask Weifu to take you to see it together! As a father, I also want to see it! ! '

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

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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 clear voice curiously asking Ji Yuan about the fox. He was a little vigilant and wanted to stand up, but Did not escape.

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

"Yo, can you stand up?"

Ji Yuan felt more relieved, seeing that the fox looked wary at Yin Qing, he also said with a smile.

"Little red fox, this is the son of Ji's friend, don't worry, little Yinqing, this is the red fox, and now it is seriously injured, so try not to disturb it to rest and don't touch it, understand?"

"Oh, I see!"

A child like Yin Qing has no resistance to the fluffy red fox, and the appearance of wrapping his body in cloth reduces the deterrent effect of the fox as a beast.

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

Yin Qing will ask "Does it hurt?", and then back away in fright because of the fox hissing, while the red fox starts to look like an enemy and then sneers and ignores it. This person and the fox are not on the same channel at all. It makes me want to laugh.

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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 that the fox has a small stomach, he made it thicker on purpose.

"Woooo..."

The smell of the medicine was not very pleasant, but Ji Yuan stared at it, so the red fox obediently licked the bowl of medicine juice placed on the corner of the table into its belly. The dog is still good.

This medicine is also infused with a trace of spiritual energy, and letting the red fox drink it before it dissipates quickly can also help the red fox absorb the medicine.

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

It just so happened that it was almost time for dinner, and after sending the reluctant Yin Qing home, Ji Yuan was free to eat the first meal of the day, and by the way, he could bring some meat back for the fox.

And the anecdote that the red fox begged for help on the street, and the yellow dog was advised to go away, has gradually become an interesting topic of conversation for Ning'an people after dinner.