Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 68
Jiang Ziya happily returned to Zhuangzi, but just as he took off his official uniform, he heard someone shouting.

"My dear brother, Marquis Xibo sent someone to invite you to Yili City to have a talk."

Song Yiren's face was reddish, and he looked happy, and ran forward with his lower clothes.

Everyone in the world knows the name of Xibohou Xiande, and when Song Yiren heard that Ji Chang had come to invite Jiang Ziya, he was naturally honored.

"It's strange, brother Yu doesn't know this virtuous prince, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Ziya changed into a gray robe, thought for a moment, took off the giant que hung on the wall, changed it a little, and hid it in his sleeve.

"My dear brother, Xibo Hou Xiande, I won't harm you, why are you still wearing a sword?"

Song Yiren was full of suspicion when he saw this.

"Xi Bohou is a gentleman, but this sword is to guard against villains."

Jiang Ziya straightened his clothes, and then went out, towards the outside of the village.

Song Yiren left the village immediately, but Xibohou's servants were guarding outside the village, but Jiang Ziya was nowhere to be seen.

"Master Song, why don't you see Daoist Jiang come out?"

The servant looked at the village, but there was no sign of the second person.

"I almost forgot, Brother Jiang Xian is very skilled in Taoism, and it is no problem to travel hundreds of miles a day. At this moment, he has probably arrived at Yuli City."

Song Yiren clapped his palms and smiled, so he invited his servants to the village to rest.

Jiang Ziya did go to Yuli City by means of earth escape. After he became a fairy, his escape technique improved a little, and he traveled more than 50 miles in a hundred breaths.

He entered the city, but he didn't know where Ji Chang was, so he asked a passerby to ask.

"Brother, do you know where Xibohou lives?"

Seeing the crooked old man walking with a stick, Jiang Ziya immediately went to help him, and asked Ji Chang where he was.

"You must not be from this city, otherwise you would know that he lives in the small courtyard in the west of the city."

The old man grinned, but only had a tongue and no teeth.

Jiang Ziya let go of his hand, cupped his hands in salute, and then left.

The old man smiled and shook his head, leaning on his stick to continue walking, suddenly felt a foreign object in his mouth, pushed it with his tongue, and found that both rows of teeth had been regenerated.

"I don't want to see two sages in the city of Yuli."

The old man was very happy. He threw away his crutches and staggered towards home.

Jiang Ziya walked to the west of the city, looking forward to seeing people along the way, all of them were kind people.

After walking for three or four miles, I finally saw the small courtyard.

At this time, the golden crow is about to fall, and the laurel will rise.

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the sky like a fire, but there is a purple light looming in the sky.

"Such a vision is truly priceless."

Jiang Ziya straightened his clothes again before walking to the gate of the small courtyard.

Ji Chang was waiting in the courtyard, suddenly he was blessed and looked out of the courtyard.

"Mr. Jiang, please be admitted to the hospital for a while."

The concierge was inexplicably shocked when he heard the words, but he still did as he did, and opened the door latch, and sure enough, he saw an old man in a gray robe standing outside the courtyard.

"My doctor, Jiang Shang, pays homage to Marquis Xibo."

When Jiang Ziya entered the courtyard, he didn't go to the door to check his head, but only paid official salutes.

He called himself Jiang Shang, a senior doctor, not Jiang Ziya, a Qi trainer, so he naturally cares about it.

Although King Zhou is innocent and licentious, he is still the king now that they are unified.

What's more, Jiang Shang eats the emperor's salary, not to mention sharing the worries for the emperor, at least he can't change his family as soon as he sees a virtuous emperor.

"Ji Chang asked you to come here because of a request from Mr. Ji. Why should you be so polite?"

Xi Bohou hurried forward and grabbed Jiang Shang's hands affectionately.

The two hit it off immediately, and immediately sat and drank in the courtyard.

The spies sent by King Zhou saw that the person who came was not a minister of the court, and heard the word "Xia Dafu", but they scoffed and didn't take it seriously.

Jiang Ziya was naturally aware of it. He waved his sleeves lightly, but he had already blocked the small courtyard, and no more news could be heard.

"Hou Ye and Jiang have never lived together, how do you know that I live in Songjiazhuang?"

Jiang Ziya entered the immortal way, and the ordinary food could no longer pollute his body, so he drank a cup immediately.

"In the past, I was ordered to enter Chaoge, and when I passed Yanshan, I suddenly encountered a heavy rain, but after the rain, the sky cleared, but I was startled by a thunderbolt.

I know that there is a general who came to the world, and I ordered my followers to look for it, only to see a Taoist and immortal, with a strong body, coming here with swaddling clothes in his arms.

Ji was destined to have the hundred sons, and this child was the last one.

The Taoist called himself Yun Zhongzi in Zhongnan Mountain. He knew that I would be in danger for seven years, so he took my son back to the mountain.

Before leaving, Yun Zhongzi told me that in case of any disaster, I can ask my husband for help. "

When Ji Chang recalled the scene of the past, he still felt like a dream.

When Jiang Ziya heard the word "Yun Zhongzi", he immediately put down his wine glass and sat upright.

"It turned out that it was Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi's instructions. I don't know what kind of trouble Hou Ye encountered. Jiang will definitely help him."

Ji Chang looked happy when he heard the words, but he was scruples about spies, so he hesitated to speak.

"Your Majesty, it's all right, he can't hear the slightest bit of news from here."

Jiang Ziya stroked his long beard and smiled slightly.

"Mr. has extraordinary supernatural powers, and my son can be saved."

Ji Fa couldn't help shedding two lines of tears when he heard the words.

Although Xibohou has a hundred sons, there are not many who are really close to him. As the eldest son, Bo Yikao is the most favored by him, and he doesn't want a white-haired man to give a black-haired one.

"Could it be that someone wants to harm the young master?"

Although Jiang Ziya also knows how to deduce, but he is not proficient. It is not a problem to count ordinary people with shallow luck, but it is a bit reluctant to count high-ranking officials with deep luck.

"That's all right, it's true that my eldest son, Bo Yi Kao, doesn't know the destiny, and wants to enter the court, King Gemian, welcome me back to Xiqi.

Now that the seven-year catastrophe is about to end, if you follow the trend, the king will let me go, if you deliberately ask for it, my son's life will be in danger. "

After Ji Chang said that, he sighed endlessly.

"Master Hou, can you figure out where the eldest son is now?"

Jiang Ziya held the wine glass, but didn't drink any more.

"He just happened to arrive at Mount Yan tonight, which is the place where I met Yun Zhongzi in the past."

Ji Chang calmed down and replied immediately.

"Jiang is not talented, but he has a few superficial methods. It happens that he will take a bath tomorrow. If he travels in the starry night, he can return in just one day.

Lord Hou might as well write a book explaining the whole story, and send it to the young master by Jiang. He knows the handwriting when he sees it. "

Jiang Ziya knew that Xibohou was not only virtuous, but also had a destiny, so he took the initiative to invite Ying.

"If this is the case, you will be troublesome, sir."

Ji Chang didn't care about politeness at the moment, so he quickly took his pen and ink, found a piece of silk paper, and stated his interests and interests in the letter.

Jiang Ziya took the silk book, bowed to Ji Chang, then scattered a handful of dust, and escaped to the direction of Yanshan.

The sun fell to the ground, and the bright moon was in the sky.

At the boundary of Yanshan Mountain, all the chariots and horses stopped in the forest.

Servants lit bonfires to keep away snakes, rats and ants.

Bo Yikao, the eldest son of Xibohou, is sitting in the carriage at the moment.

The firelight fell on him through the gap in the car curtain.

It turned out to be a rich and handsome noble son, leaning against the car window at this moment, propping his forehead with his palm to fall asleep.

Unknowingly, he fell into a dream, as if wandering into the sky, flying towards the bright moon, crossing the Guanghan Palace built with carved railings and jade, and saw the desolate and fragrant laurel tree.

Bo Yikao suddenly fell under the tree, he raised his head, the laurel tree looked extraordinarily tall, he lowered his head, but only saw a piece of white fluff.

　Push the book, push the book, Western history, the writing is very good, it should have been written by Sanjiang, it is a bit regrettable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)