Although there was a layer of land and a layer of land for the spell, Ji Yuan's ears actually heard the sound in the house, and also heard the noise of a messy pot of porridge.

'This 'big man' won't talk about me, will he?"

Ji Yuan is also a little strange, but at the same time, he can't think of other possibilities.

"Sword Intent" was written at least eighty or ninety years ago, containing the sword intent and spirit of Zuo Li, who was recognized as the world's number one master by Dazhen and even the surrounding countries at that time, and it can be said that it was already extremely extraordinary when it was first completed nearly a hundred years ago, almost almost out of the mundane.

Seriously, there should be only two people who have the deepest influence on the sword intent, one is naturally the left maniac who wrote the sword intent post back then, and the other is Ji Yuan, although there have been many people in the middle, but Ji Yuan feels that those have no impact on the sword intent post itself.

The words on the sword intent post have become little elves, full of shouting "big master", and it can only be called Zuo Li or call him someone, but then again, Zuo Li has been dead for almost a hundred years, and although this poster is extraordinary, it is only a copybook.

'So you're calling me?'

Ji Yuan looked at this house shrouded in earth spirits with an inexplicable expression, thinking about being surrounded by more than a hundred small characters and calling "master", and felt that this picture was both strange and funny.

The landman inside the house was holding a cane, and the fire above it grew from the previous flame to a flame that resembled a torch.

Even though the visibility of the room was greatly improved due to the flames, the land lord could see that the walls were stained with ink all around, and there was no trace of the spirits hiding at all.

The house is so big, and it is almost clear at a glance, but he can't find it yet, and the land prince knows in his heart that if they escape, the next time he has a defense, it is estimated that he will not be able to seize such an opportunity.

"Since you haven't come out yet, then don't blame the land for being heavy-handed, accepting so many offerings from others, naturally you have to relieve people's worries!"

Wow~~

The flames on the crutches rose a few feet high, and it was clear that the land was no joke, and that it was really going to burn down the house.

"You dare!" "Little old man, you are so bold!"

"Let us out......"

"Little old man, let's come out!" "Yes, yes, yes, let's come out!"

"I'm not going out!" "I don't either!"

"Burn to death!" "Die to die!"

"Hey, hey, don't burn, don't burn!"

The land is full of noise from the spirits, and all that is heard in the ears is noisy, and it is almost annoying, and it only hears thunder and no rain, that is, there is no movement when it is about to come out.

"Hmph, still hard-mouthed, on~~"

The crutches moved in all directions, and sparks flew out and scorched all over the room.

"Ah......h......h

"I'm going to burn!" "Help, sir!"

"Help, sir!"

......

In this noisy and anxious atmosphere, the land gong shot out the flames, and was ready to escape into the ground, saving himself from being in the sea of fire, this kind of fire resistance technique is not a wonderful fire technique, only used to set fire, after igniting combustibles, it will become an open flame, unless it has been consuming mana, otherwise it will be burned.

It's just that before the land lord escaped into the ground, he found that the few fires he had shot out were getting weaker and weaker when they were in the air, and by the time they had not touched the wooden wall and wooden frame, there was only the size of a spark left, and finally nothing was lit and extinguished.

"Huh?"

The land lord was surprised for a moment, and the unbeliever waved his crutch again to light the fire.

This time, the flame extinguished itself before it flew a foot away from the crutch, and even the flame on the crutch became weaker and weaker, and finally it was completely extinguished with a "poof", and the room was suddenly much darker.

"Are these spirits so good at fighting fire?" No, they didn't have to be so scared before!"

The landlord was still in disbelief that the noise in the house had reached a new level.

"Hahahaha...... The little old man's spell doesn't work!"

"Wowha, that's great, that's great, he can't light a fire. ”

"Let us out, you won't burn anyway!" "yes, you can't!"

"If you don't let us go, you will sue!" "Yes, sue, go tell the master!"

......

The land lord frowned, listening to this noisy sound, it seemed that the failure of the fire was not because they were doing something wrong, then there should be another special situation.

"I am the land of the township in Moyuan County, who is the master of the present, if it is convenient, please show up!"

The land lord held the cane in both hands, arched his hand in front of him, his eyes wandered around, and he tried to say goodbye.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a voice in response the next moment.

"The land in the township is polite!"

As the voice fell, Ji Yuan's figure also appeared in the room, just four or five steps from the entrance.

When the land lord heard the sound and turned around, he saw a gentleman in a white shirt standing not far in front of the big house, with long sideburns and long hairpins, and a pair of pale eyes staring at him, making a gesture of bowing.

'Is there really anyone?'

"You ......"

The land lord was slightly startled, and before he could say his doubtful words, the voice in the house exploded all of a sudden.

"Big Master!" "Big Master!" "Big Master!"

"Ahh

"It's a big man!" "It's really a big master!"

"Oops!"

"The big lord is here!" "Big master, help!"

"This little old man is bullying us!"

......

Ji Yuan swept around, and when his eyes were wide open, he could barely see the roof and walls of the house and other corners, the kind of deep ink stains, faintly pasted with some faint handwriting, and even the fluorescence of the spirit was ink-colored.

"All out. ”

Ji Yuan said lightly, although the voice was calm, it overshadowed all the noise, and the room was quiet all of a sudden.

Subsequently, in the eyes of the land lord and Ji Yuan, the corners of the house and even the ordinary walls slowly flew out with rich ink.

Sword, I, Self, Soldier, Iron, Will, Edge, Sharp......

There are single words and repetitions, the total number is more than 100, every word is clearly distinguishable, and every word is very vivid.

Interestingly, many of the characters are a little curled and bent, and there is a half piece or a corner of the source ink fragment pasted underneath, which looks like he is still holding the source ink in his hand.

Ji Yuan smiled helplessly, this is really "a combination of stolen goods".

"It's actually a word, and a word can become a spirit?"

The heart of the land prince shook, and the words of shock could not help but blurt out.

All the characters floated in mid-air, in a circle around Ji Yuan, some horizontally, some vertically, and some would twist from time to time, as if they were looking up and peeking at Ji Yuan.

Not to mention the land in this situation, even Ji Yuan never thought that it would happen.

After being surprised for a while, the land lord looked away from these words and fell on Ji Yuan, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen this person by the river before.

At that time, I thought it was just a mortal, so I didn't pay much attention to it, but now I think that the master can't see through it in person, and even now, the land lord still can't see anything special about people, and he still looks like a mortal.

Looking at it, the land prince's eyes suddenly focused on the side of Ji Yuan's clothes, and he keenly noticed that there was something in the arms of the comer looking around, and he took a closer look at it was actually a paper bird.

As if discovering the sight of the land lord, the paper crane turned his head to look at the land lord, and then retracted into Ji Yuan's arms.

'Who is this?'

Obviously, the land recognized that the paper bird was also one of the spirits.

Out of awe, the land lord solemnly held his cane and bowed again.

"The little god is the Yellow Hill of the Land in the Township of Moyuan County, I don't know that these handwriting spirits are the disciples of the masters, if there is an offense, I will look at Haihan!"

"Hey, hey, hey, now I know I'm scared!" "Big master, teach him a lesson!"

"The lord is in charge of us!"

"Kill him with a fairy sword!" "No, burn him with samadhi true fire!"

"No, use the immobilization method to fix him in the air and hang him for ten years!"

"Not enough, not enough, a hundred years!" "Yes, yes, at least a hundred years!"

The surrounding words became lively again, and now Ji Yuan saw it clearly, this sound actually came from the shaking of the ink lines on the handwriting, obviously these handwriting became spirits, and naturally had some special abilities.

Every word of punishment fell, the heart of the land lord would tremble, these spirits were obviously very simple, the more simple they were, the more true what they said.

"Quiet!"

Ji Yuan said a word, directly shut up all the voices, and then bowed his hand again to the already slightly apprehensive land lord.

"It's because Ji Mou's discipline is not strict, so this kind of thing happened, by the way, may I ask my own land, these words have stolen ink ingots, can you do other harmful things?"

"No, no!"

The land hurriedly waved its hand.

"These days, a few rich families have come to the land temple many times to worship and worship, saying that the ink workshop has been stolen again and again, and it is still useless to invite officials and masters to surround the treasury, for fear that there are ghosts and monsters, I took the offerings and went around to investigate, and this is what happened today. ”

As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard a noise outside, obviously the owner of the magic workshop and others came, so he understood the land lord and left with the handwriting first.

When the owner of the magic workshop arrived at the house with people, he saw that the ink ingots that had been re-summoned from the ground by the land lord were scattered on the ground, and many of the ink racks had collapsed.

A few miles away from the lower reaches of the river, Ji Yuan and Di Gong sat on the stones by the river, and all the handwriting had flown back to the "Sword Intent Post", but the calligraphy was not put away, but spread out on the edge of Ji Yuan.

A pile of ink ingots, complete or mutilated, was piled up next to the Sword Intent, which was the same stolen goods from before.

After learning about what happened from the mouth of the land prince, Ji Yuan was angry and funny, and looked at the sword intent post around him.

"You have a vicious eye, and you pick the best source ink to eat......"

These words are called cheerfully one by one, and it is a situation where people get stolen goods, of course, Ji Yuan can't pretend to be stupid.

And since just now, all the words in the sword intent post have not squeaked, they used to see good ink and wanted to eat, but now they understand that this thing can't be taken by their ability to eat it casually, and they also understand that the trouble makes the big man unhappy.

"May I ask the land lord, this is the source ink production area, how much is an ink ingot of this quality worth?"

Ji Yuan thought that the output area should be much cheaper, but this land lord was obviously extremely shrewd, and he knew what it meant as soon as he heard Ji Yuan's mouth.

"Mr. Ji doesn't need to worry, what they steal is not a finished product, and they will screen it in the end, and this has not yet been discussed, but the value of raw materials is not high, and ten cents per dollar is almost the same, which is just a drop in the bucket for these rich people who have already made a lot of money. ”

"I see. ”

The land lord also continued.

"Sir, don't mind such trivial matters, I will dream of these owners of the ink shop, and tell them that they will be fine in the future, and they will take care of the magic shop more, which is enough to offset the loss. ”

This is not only enough to offset the loss, it is definitely the owners of the ink shop who earned it, and the land lord said this because he shot too hard before, and almost burned these handwriting spirits.

If an ordinary spirit dies, it will die, but now after all, there is a big backer, so it can be regarded as taking the initiative to show goodwill.

Naturally, I can't ask for it.

"Thank you for the help of the land lord, Ji Mou has accepted it! In this way, if the land lord has a way, and then help Ji Mou get some good ink, I will pay you to buy it." ”

Hearing this, the land lord was relieved and laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha...... Mr. Ji said with a smile, it's not easy to get good ink, I'll help you get it, but how can I ask for your money, and what do I want for money...... Uh......"

"yes, don't want that?"

At this moment, Ji Yuan spread out his palm, there was a golden magic money lying there quietly, and the upper Dao Yun light appeared and disappeared from time to time, and it was not an idle thing at a glance.

(End of chapter)