Chu Zhiyin looked at his cleverness and energy, but he didn't seem to forget anything.

"Oh? Tengyun's sedan chair?" Chu Zhiyin asked.

The stall owner said, "Yes, the sacrifice was held at the entrance of the mountain. The god's sedan chair descended from the mountain, accompanied by the fairy fog. It felt like it was not like being in the mortal world. My old woman and I watched it every year. After watching it, I felt refreshed and would not be tired of setting up the stall the next day."

The stall owner showed a yearning expression and reminiscent of everything he saw.

Chu Zhiyin asked: "Is the stall owner from Jiangjia Village?"

The stall owner came back to his senses, "My old woman is from Jiangjia Village, and every time she goes back to live in her father-in-law's house."

Chu Zhiyin thought for a moment and spoke to the attendant.

When the stall owner was puzzled, he said, "We will give you a tael of silver. How about going to your father-in-law's house to spend a night?"

The stall owner's eyes lit up, but he did not agree immediately, but went to ask his old woman.

After a while, the stall owner said, "Yes, my father-in-law's son is working outside, leaving two empty rooms so that the distinguished guests can rest."

Chu Zhiyin nodded and signaled the attendant to give half of the money.

The stall owner happily took the money and said, "Thank you, girl, I will close the stall later and take you there."

After saying that, he went to clean up the stall.

Yu Shu asked in confusion: "Sister, why do you want to go to Jiangjia Village again?"

Chu Zhiyin smiled faintly, her pupils were dark and bright, "Aren't you curious about the gods?"

Yu Shu said: "I was a little curious when I listened to the stall owner, but aren't we going to rush to Lianqiao Village?"

"An Yunqi is here." Chu Zhiyin said happily.

Yu Shu stared at Chu Zhiyin, her face showed relief, trust and relaxed expression of dependence, which was even more pleasant than the flowers in the mountains.

Unfortunately, it was not for him.

Chu Zhiyin said: "I have been out for so long and haven't seen strange stories yet. I'm really looking forward to whether the gods are true or not."

The stall owner does not have much information about words, so he will only learn about it after watching it with his own eyes.

Finally, the stall owner closed the stall in advance, and they took a carriage. The stall owner rode a ox carriage and rushed to Jiangjia Village slowly.

Two hours later, the sky gradually became late, and the rays of light dotted a corner of the sky, rendering the white clouds into the same color.

The carriage stopped in a farmhouse. Chu Zhiyin and Yu Shu got off the car. The stall owner and his wife knocked on the bamboo door and shouted at their parents.

Chu Zhiyin tiptoed into the fence, thinking who could this height be defended against? No matter how high An Yunqi was, he could step over with just one lift of his leg.

After a while, there was a response inside, and then a slightly fat woman ran out of the hut with a kitchen knife.

"Rong'er, Xiaoping is back, hey," the woman's eyes fell on Chu Zhiyin and the others, "What are they?"

The stall owner said, "Mom, this is a distinguished guest who is drinking tea at the stall. I want to see tomorrow's priest priest. I have no accommodation when I am late. I want to come to our house for a night."

After saying that, I took off the cloth and cured meat from the ox cart, "They were all bought by the money given by the distinguished guest."

The woman gradually smiled, "Why should I be so polite? The small farmers in the farm must live casually, don't dislike me."

The three of them nodded and thanked. The inner room was cleaned up, as if they were preparing to welcome their daughter and son-in-law back.

After dinner, they will go back to their rooms to rest.

Chu Zhiyin lay on the windowsill, with shadows swaying under the full moon and sparse shadows slanting. She didn't know how An Yunqi was doing. If she didn't rush there, would it disrupt his plan?

After the master's affairs are over, the two of them will probably part ways. When she finds Wuxian Valley, finds a way to repair the residual soul, and recasts the golden elixir to repay An Yunqi's kindness, she should leave this mortal world.

There must be many hardships and obstacles on the road of cultivation, but passing through the thorns of the sky, you will be filled with bright wind and clear moon.

I can only go back to Tianze and search for the lost memories. This period of time is a strange experience in the mortal world.

Suddenly, three figures appeared under the shade of the tree, and they were in a panic and kept looking around.

I saw a young girl carrying a burden, a woman and a farmer, and the three of them seemed very scared and reluctant to leave.

The woman held the young woman's hand and was reluctant to let go, while the farmer urged her to leave quickly.

Chu Zhiyin looked carefully and found that the farmer looked very familiar. Isn’t it that Tchaifu who was resting at a tea stall during the day to drink tea?

Her eyes moved and she was attracted by the crowd holding torches in the distance.

It seems that the priest of the priest escaped and was discovered. I remembered that the other two Tchai Fu were envious of his daughter's choice of the celestial daughter. It felt like it was an honor, so why did he run away?

As the torch got closer, the three people who ran away still didn't notice it and were still wiping each other's tears and reluctantly leaving each other.

Chu Zhiyin's eyes were whirling, and she suddenly had a plan in her heart.

She jumped out of the window, jumped out of the fence, walked to the three of them, and whispered before they were about to exclaim: "I'm here to save you, shhh."

After saying that, he grabbed the three of them and flew onto the trees, with lush branches and leaves just covering the figures of the four.

The three of them covered their mouths tightly because they had seen them capture the torches, and the leader was the respected psychic, Jiang Po.

Jiang Po is wide and fat, tall, wearing a red coat, and a lot of silver jewelry around her head and neck, making a sound step by step.

Under the tree where they were hiding, Jiang Po suddenly raised her hand and signaled everyone to stop. She inquired about it.

There were many patterns on her face, and her eye sockets were surrounded by black lines. When she turned her eyes, she couldn't help but feel bleak, which looked like the eyes of a wild beast.

When the eyes swept across the trees, the escaped family felt that their breathing stopped and they held the other person's hand tightly and did not dare to relax.

Under the tree, Jiang Po spread her hands, the silver ornaments on her hands jingled, and her mouth began to whisper, her voice ethereal and penetrating.

After a while, Jiang Po said in a hoarse voice: "I feel that the goddess is nearby. You can search in place and not let go of any corner."

The heroes bowed and said, "Yes!"

Chu Zhiyin raised her eyebrows, and her round eyes fell on Jiang Po’s face through the leaves.

The crowd dispersed around, the fire swept into the grass and shrubs, knocking on the doors of nearby farmers, and in a moment, the quiet night was broken.

When the young girl saw this scene, she started to tremble, her eyes were filled with tears. She was both unwilling and afraid. Her parents felt very heartbroken and could only caress her back for comfort.

Jiang Po looked around like a beast, stood under the tree without moving, and was sure that the goddess was nearby.

Chu Zhiyin glanced at the family of three, and they looked at them eager to pray, obviously treating her as a life-saving straw.

She pondered for a while.

Since ancient times, aren’t you willing to do anything? This family is so unwilling to worship the daughter of the heavens, so it would be better if the family is willing to change to the family, why bother to capture it?

She didn't suddenly have a kind heart to save this group of people, but she thought that there would inevitably be many people waiting for tomorrow's sacrifices, and she could only be one of them at most. If it were some martial arts, she could see through them at a distance.

If there is a real monk pretending to be a god, he will definitely not be able to see through it at a distance. Zhang Muye is the only monk she found to have some basic knowledge. If he can meet other people with Taoism.

Her progress in repairing the remnant souls was faster.
Chapter completed!