In the mustard seed world.

"A Zi, have the monkeys brought their collection of books?"

"Take it, master, I know you are going to travel far, so I brought a lot of books~~ I'm going to read it slowly here." A Zi responded sweetly.

"Take it out."

"Yeah." A Zi responded and spread out all the books.

Xia Ji looked around. Although he was a normal human, he was still worried that he would accidentally break the "personality", so... everything would not be able to return to the starting point smoothly, and his original intention and purpose could not be achieved.

In this world, no one is a fool. As long as you reveal a little flaw, you may be noticed.

so,

study.

Reading a book.

Learn from strengths and weaknesses.

He flipped through it, picked out a book called "The Legend of the Ancient Heroes" in the book, and then took out a book called "The Picture of Thirty-Three Musketeers", and then started reading it.

When he watched, he took a short rest and thought about further plans.

This world is too dangerous.

However, in the current situation, he had to take action, but this meant that all unknowns would come to his mind.

His high profile will set off the biggest storm and make him the center of the storm.

"A Zi, go and run towards Fengming Mountain City with mustard seed world."

"ha?"

"You heard it right, literally."

"Oh..." A Zi agreed happily.

......

The mustard seed world seems to be a carriage of a train.

A Zi, who was speeding on the Vajra Caizi, was carrying the train.

As for the pig for bloodletting, it was a carefree and happy in the mustard seed world, arching the spiritual cabbage, hummingly.

At dawn the next day,

The "train" has stopped.

Xia Ji walked out of the "train" and saw that there was an endless water sieve in front of him. There were many outlines of mountain shadows in the distance of the water sieve.

He used "looking through the mountains and rivers" to look at it, and saw a surging demonic aura in the water.

Then spread the map.

A Zi leaned over with her feet and gestured the route she had walked on the map with her fingers.

Obviously, she was not in the wrong place...

However, this place was originally a place called "Yumi Town", but now it has been flooded.

The dam breaking between Qiantang River and Tianmu River has long flooded many places, and this is one of them.

The Vajra Crafts may be able to flow into water and rise into clouds, but... this is also a growth-type secret treasure, and A Zi, as a cabbage, obviously has not been able to do this yet.

At this moment, a sound came from afar...

"Cross the river~~"

"Three taels of silver are carrying people across the river~~"

"Whoever wants to cross the river should hurry up~~"

"There are monks who protect the boat to ensure the safety of the journey. When you wake up, you can go to Fengming Mountain City~~ Hurry up the time~~"

The reed marsh has not yet grown flying catkins, perhaps... it will never be born due to the influence of the demonic energy.

Between the gray reeds, a very large tentboat was tied to a pier that stretched into the water for about three or four meters.

There were more than ten people sitting on the boat, including men and women, and a monk stood on the bow of the boat. The monk grabbed the rosary with his hands and was muttering something.

At the entrance of the pier, a man dressed in a boatman was shouting.

But for many people, a few taels of silver is too much, so there are still one old and two young people standing opposite the gravel land, and they are unable to board the ship because they are short of money.

The boatman looked at the old man and the boy and girl led by the old man, and shouted: "Is there anyone else to get on the boat?"

The boy shouted, "Can't it be cheaper?"

"Cheap?"

The boatman sneered, "The monk protects the boat, only a few taels of silver are considered very little. What else do you want?"

The girl looked at the old man and suddenly reached out to her arms as if she was trying to take out something, but the old man reached out to stop her.

The girl looked up and looked at the old man with tears in her eyes.

The old man shook his head.

The girl pursed her lips and turned her head away, and wanted to grab the things in her arms.

But the old man's hand grabbed her wrist tightly and said warmly: "Miss, no..."

"But, but, my brother has been killed by the monster. I...I don't want to see him again! A piece of jade will definitely cost nine taels of silver."

The boatman couldn't help but lit up when he heard something jade, and urged him: "Hurry up, hurry up, and then drive the boat later. The monk only protects this time. If he doesn't cross the river from here, he will have to take a long way. In this world, what are you going to encounter on the road?"

At this moment,

The few people suddenly fell silent and looked into the distance.

far away,

A young man wrapped in a white robe and covered in black hair was walking towards him with a knife.

The young man showed a lonely but down-and-out aura. The wind by the river blew his black hair, showing the weak but upside down face of all living beings. His short beards were gathered into stubble and embellished on his chin, as if he was like an immortal in the sky falling into the mortal world.

But,

Anyone can tell that he is sick.

Terrible illness,

Maybe there is no cure.

The young man in white robe approached and slowly said two words: "Go on the boat."

The boatman reacted: "This guest, three taels of silver."

The young man in white robe waved to the old and two young men and said, "Go on the boat."

The three of them were stunned.

The boatman smiled and said, "Twelve taels of silver."

The boy in white robe croaked hoarsely: "No money."

"No money?" the boatman sneered.

The young man in white robe said, "I protect the boat."

"You, just..."

"Um."

The young man in white nodded, and he took a step forward, and light surged from him, and at the same time, high temperatures surged.

The boatman's words stuck in his throat, and he turned his head to look at the monk, who was also staring at this place with wide eyes... Adam's apple rolling.

"It's enough for you." The boatman nodded quickly.

......

The tent boat swung open.

A dirty ripple was drawn on the water surface.

Xia Ji sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, putting a long knife on his knees. He seemed a little drowsy in the sun, but his figure was as steady as a mountain, and he could not shake.

"Brother...thank you..."

The voice came from behind, and the little girl among the two young men just now was holding half of the cake and handing it over.

Xia Ji said gently: "Thank you."

Then, I took the cake.

The little girl said, "Brother, you are so awesome, for example...If my brother could be as powerful as you, maybe my family would not... not..."

As she spoke, tears in her big eyes came as soon as she said that, and they rolled down big drops, wetting her clothes.

"Many people died, my parents, brothers, and all died."
To be continued...