The first fairy of the United States

"what about the taste."

Ye Wentian raised his hand and cast the Six Suns Curse, igniting the corpses of the royal zombies before turning his head to joke.

For creatures like goblins, fear of flames is an instinct, even if it is innate, it is still the same. The woman stepped back a few steps before replying with a charming smile:

"This~ You will know if you have a chance to taste it yourself in the future. The matter has been resolved, shouldn't you go?!"

"Uh~ It's time to go. I'm sorry for breaking into this place by mistake today. Miss, leave a Taoist name. Next time, I pass by here in my spare time and come to visit with a gift."

"My name is Qingling, so you don't need to visit me. Don't disturb my cultivation if you have nothing to do."

"Fellow Daoist Qingling, my name is Ye Wentian!" After finishing speaking, Ye Wentian went away at a high speed, and disappeared after a while. Qingling behind him watched him disappear, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking what.

……

At this time there was no more fighting, and Ye Wentian was not in a hurry, he just used the method of lightness on the treetops, moving forward like a master of lightness kung fu, with a body as light as a swallow, elegant and unrestrained, and hurried straight towards the direction of the Four Eyes Dojo.

It took half an hour to return to the four-eye courtyard.As soon as he opened the door and went in, he found that Master Simu, Master Yixiu, and Qianhe were all gathered in the room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone in the room turned their heads to look.

"You are back, I am going to find you." Four eyes said.

"Guardian, can the zombies be solved?" Qianhe asked.

"Live up to everyone's expectations! Oh~ By the way, Simu, do you know that snake spirit that is tens of miles away to the southeast?"

"I know, there is a record in the Maoshan classics, that she was a dragon 300 years ago and became a congenital demon dragon, and later came here and included that mountain forest into her territory, no idlers can enter.

However, killing is rare, and the ancestors don't care about it. I have met her a few times, but I haven't spoken to her. She looks pretty... What's wrong? "

Ye Wentian shook his head, without explaining, he called Shang Simu and Yixiu, and went out together to deal with the corpse at the scene of the incident.

Afterwards, the three of Qianhe stayed here at Simu, and time passed by. It took Qianhe half a month to recover from his injury. During this time, Qianhe Simu communicated with Ye Wentian when he was free. Taoism, everyone gets something occasionally.

Today, the injury has recovered, and Qianhe is ready to continue the unfinished mission. After receiving the escort order, in the end, the corpse of the zombie who is the prince is gone, and all the people accompanying him are dead, not even his own apprentice. escaped bad luck.

In the end, there were only two employers left, the young prince and Wu Shilang. If the two were gone, Qianhe would really commit suicide with shame. Although the order failed this time, the remaining two had to be sent back to the imperial city. , followed and supported all the way.

Because Ye Wentian stopped them in time, Simu and Yixiu's houses were not damaged, and naturally there was no moving.

"Brother, be careful all the way."

"Senior brother, Dharma protector, master Yixiu, stay a step."

"..."

Qianhe and his party went north and left, but Ye Wentian didn't go with them. The direction he wanted to go was different from them.

The mountains and clear waters here in the four eyes are beautiful, and it is a good place for cultivating Taoism. Ye Wentian enlightens Taoism in the mountains every day, and returns to the house to rest at night. His life is very regular.

In my spare time, I chatted with Yixiu, and taught Jiale how to practice Taoism. Until Simu chased the corpse seven times, more than a month passed.

Ye Wentian stopped to enlighten the Tao and bid farewell to Simu. He still had a lot of unfinished business, and it was time to leave now.

The sun was shining, and Ye Wentian was walking leisurely on the small road among the mountains and forests. The place he was going this time was Foshan, which was three hundred miles away.

I haven't seen him in ten years, and I don't know how Ye Wen is doing. After visiting, I will go to Shili Yangchang to solve the problem of my family's business.

Passing Qingling's territory, Ye Wentian didn't go in to say hello, but just looked there from a distance, and after a while, he found a gaze that he forgot to come over, and met the gaze hidden in the dense forest, before turning his head leave.

It has been almost two months since I came to Simu, and I really miss the life in the city, after all, people are social animals.

The body speeded up, and the surrounding trees quickly slid behind him. In one morning, he crossed more than 200 miles, and got on the main road, where pedestrians could be seen faintly on the road.

The location here is already close to the coast, and it is only more than 300 miles away from the Xiangjiang River. The influence of foreign culture is serious, and the clothes are already relatively modern.

My own attire was no longer suitable. With the power of communication space, the clothes on my body were instantly changed into a blue suit, the long hair receded, leaving a few inches behind, and I got a more modern hairstyle. Swiss gold watch.

In a breath, he transformed himself from the Pianpian son who walked out of an ancient painting into a wealthy young master of a family.

After walking for a long time, I approached the gate of the city, where soldiers are stationed daily, checking passers-by and collecting tolls by the way.

Throwing a silver horn casually, the soldiers didn't dare to interrogate him too much when they saw that he was not dressed like an ordinary person.

Ye Wentian was a little helpless, the smallest amount of money he had was silver horns, the toll fee was actually not that much, but there was absolutely no need to quarrel over such a small amount of money.

These tolls were said to be collected as military pay, but in fact they were not known to have fallen into the pockets of some important person, and they were taken out to spend time and money.I came here by myself just to visit friends, and it would be best if there were no troubles.

With my hands in my pockets, I walked into the city of Foshan, found a restaurant at random, had lunch, and filled my empty stomach due to the rush.

"Friend, is there a man named Ye Wen in this city?"

"You said Master Ye, you know me..."

I stopped a few pedestrians on the road and asked about Ye Wen. These people almost knew each other when they heard about Ye Wen. After Ye Wentian knew the address, he walked in that direction.

After wandering around the streets for a few miles, I finally arrived at the address I found out.

What came into view was a deep house compound, inside which people could be vaguely seen walking through the window glass.

Knocked on the door and waited for a moment.

"Who is it?" A tall and elegant young woman in a cheongsam opened the door.

"Excuse me, is this Ye Wen's house?"

"Well, sir, do you know my husband?"

"My surname is also Ye, and my name is Wentian."

It was only at this time that Ye Wentian realized that Ye Wen was married. Could this young woman be Zhang Yongcheng? !

"Mister is from my husband's family, from inland? Come in first." Opening the courtyard door, Ye Wentian welcomed him in, closed the door again, and walked in the front leading Ye Wentian into the house.

After entering the house, several servants were cleaning the European-style decorated room, and a woman stepped forward and handed the one-year-old child in her arms to Zhang Yongcheng.

"Awen, someone is looking for you."

"Yongcheng, who is it?" An answer came from the inner room, and a middle-aged man in a long gown came out after a while, with elegant and polite manners.

Ye Wentian thought to himself, there is no change from back then, except that his face is a bit older and his temperament has matured, and he is no longer as sharp-edged as he was back then.

"You are?" Ye Wen looked at Ye Wentian, who was half a head taller than him, vaguely familiar.