After hearing this, Qi Jingzhi nodded secretly in his heart.
"Although this Golden Sword Wei is quite selfish and worldly, he still has some heroic courage in his heart. He knows that he is no longer as brave as he once was, but he still dares to go deep into the tiger's den and fight one against three."
"Illusion... mind-telling... The Black Donkey Spirit and the Golden Sword Wei were fighting openly and secretly right under our noses, and Jiao Yulang and I didn't even notice. Compared with these old martial artists, they were a little immature after all. Well, at that time, the sharp sword was also the best. If there is no response, you must not rely too much or lose your vigilance in the future."
The young man shook his head to collect his thoughts, and looked at the sleeping young woman with frowning eyes. All that was left in his heart was pity: "I wonder if this cheerful and laughing sister-in-law can withstand such a tragic event..."
After being silent for a long time, Qi Jingzhi raised his head to look at Jin Dao Wei and said softly: "Since Wei Gong knows her family, please give me my share of the bounty when I receive it. Well... I don't know if the head of the Black Donkey Spirit is missing. , can you still get it?”
Jin Dao Wei was startled. Although he felt Qi Jingzhi's trust in him, he also felt that it was unnecessary.
Those who are willing to step forward and protect a party are already unique heroes. They use the bounty obtained by sacrificing their lives to compensate strangers. Once or twice is fine, but if they do too much, they will only be regarded as having ulterior motives.
However, Jin Dao Wei didn't say anything to dissuade him. He was a young man with a chivalrous spirit and a warm heart. He couldn't bear to see others suffering. Wasn't it the same for him, Old Wei, back then?
As for where such a big donkey head went, Jindao Wei also did not ask. He pointed at the hooves of the headless donkey corpse and said: "If you chop off these four donkey hooves that are stronger than fine steel, even if you don't get the full reward, , there is always more than half of them. But..."
Qi Jingzhi heard the implication and frowned: "It's just that this black donkey spirit is of great importance after all. If you don't want to cause trouble, it's best not to accept the reward?"
Jin Dao Wei smiled coquettishly: "It's not that I'm afraid of causing trouble, it's just that the stolen jade pillow hasn't been recovered yet. It would be easy to frighten the snake if I go to get it now..."
After all, the old man was still thinking about solving the case and making meritorious deeds, and did not pay attention to the reward for killing the black donkey spirit.
Qi Jingzhi nodded and turned to look at Jiao Yulang aside. Seeing that the little kid was hesitant to speak, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Since the birthday gift for your aunt is lost, why don't we work with Mr. Wei and track it down too?" What’s the whereabouts of the jade pillow?”
Jiao Yulang's eyes suddenly widened, and his face showed excitement, but he still said insincerely: "But if you dare to offend Pengze Water Mansion and my family at the same time, the person behind it is definitely not someone to be trifled with."
Qi Jingzhihun waved his hands nonchalantly and sat down cross-legged on the floor: "Then tell me first how amazing Pengze Water Mansion and Chaozhou Jiao Family are."
Jiao Yulang sat down, not forgetting to signal to the old man with his eyes. Jindao Wei also sat down and listened.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi knew that during his absence, the two of them had already reached a tacit understanding.
Just listen to Jiao Yulang say: "Pengze is more than a thousand miles wide, and it is one of the great swamps in Daqi. Thousands of water tribes in the Pengze are under the orders of Pengze Water Palace. Qinghong Gong is the great god in charge of this water palace. There are many people in Daqi. Among the water gods, his status is second only to the Lord of Sidu."
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi thought thoughtfully: "Qinghong Gong...is Gong an honorific title like Wei Gong, or does it refer to a title?"
Jindao Wei waved his hands repeatedly, with an indescribable embarrassment on his face: "I, Duke Wei, are just an old man named Wei. How can I dare to be compared with Duke Qinghong!"
Qi Jingzhi understood clearly: "That refers to the title. The leader of the Qi Kingdom is called the king, and below him there are four levels: monarch, duke, marquis and uncle, all of which are superior grades."
"The gods conferred by the king of the country also have titles. The county god's title is Xianyoubo, but it is only equivalent to the fourth-rank official in the court. By analogy, Qinghong Gong corresponds to the state city god, which is equivalent to the second-rank official. It is indeed very important. It’s noble.”
Jiao Yulang immediately shook his head: "It cannot be compared like this. Among the three gods granted by the king, only the title of the City God is not valuable. The title of the Mountain God is much more valuable. The title of the Water God is the most expensive, and the more powerful the god, the more so. Qing Qing Duke Hong is by no means a second-grade prince, but a super-grade prince."
"Oh? Why is this?" Qi Jingzhi was a little surprised. Yu Laochenghuang and Master Meng never mentioned this.
"Naturally, it's because the king of the country has different control over these three gods. The city god has always been a matter of decision by the court. A considerable part of the gods of mountains and water were created by mountain spirits, water spirits and the like. I only received the imperial title to show respect to the king, and I have always listened to orders but not announcements."
"Even if these gods die, they will only pass on their throne to their descendants. Even the gods and the underworld they control have their own regulations. They are not restricted by the king's orders, and the court will never interfere easily. Such a good thing , the gods of the City God and the Yin Division will not be able to bear it happily."
"Today, humanity is prosperous and luck is flourishing. Many mountain gods' territories close to densely populated areas have been eroded by the city gods and are gradually declining. However, the gods of Shuifu are still strong. Qinghong Gong falls into this category."
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's expression changed: "No wonder there has been no new mountain god in Xiaosong Mountain for a long time. It turns out that the imperial court secretly assigned the territory to the old city god! Before the tiger spirit wreaked havoc, the Songling County Yin Division almost let the mountains and forests in the county go wild. Ziliu is probably waiting for the former mountain god’s palace to completely collapse, and then replace it with an excellent food..."
"Thinking further, Master Meng is eager to kill the tiger spirit. In addition to caring about the people, he is also worried that the tiger will become a climate and take control of the mountains and forests in the county first? If it is not that there is a difference between yin and yang and cannot cross the boundary, he is afraid of the old city god. I have already taken action myself.”
"This time the tiger spirit is wreaking havoc and poisoning the mountain people, the incense of the previous mountain god may be completely extinct. The green lines on the forehead of the senior mandrill are already like candles in the wind, and it is obvious that he cannot last long."
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi was suddenly horrified: "Dong Mao of Wuyun Division let go of the tiger spirit, was it really just a moment of carelessness?"
"How much truth is there about the story about the book ghost Suo Ji by Marquis Changqi from Dianshi?"
"The tiger spirit is hiding deep in Xiaosong Mountain. Does the Yin Division of Songling County know about it?"
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine when he thought that when he was desperately trying to kill the tiger spirit, the gods of the Yin Division might be standing nearby to watch.
"Is it actually some kind of temptation and comfort for the Old City God to preach to me and explain my doubts? He allowed me to participate in the trial, which was extremely unruly. He wanted to show the majesty of the king's decree and the harshness of the underworld's laws, so that I would not go wrong on my errands. Wrong? Are you going to side with the remnants of the Mountain God out of nowhere?"
"Then...does Master Meng know?"
Qi Jingzhi put an end to this idea as soon as it came up: "You probably don't know. After all, he is a yang body, with one foot still standing in the world, and he is always separated from the real yin gods. No wonder Yu Chenghuang I’m going to reprimand him about the ghost face.”
Little did Jiao Yulang know that his casual words would cause his brother Qi to have so many thoughts, and he would point out the situation with great interest.
"As the great god closest to the Lord of Sidu, Qinghong Gong can firmly control Pengze Water Palace and subdue thousands of water spirits. He is very likely to have a cultivation level that can reach the peak of the fourth realm. Even without this icing on the cake, we will wait for him. I also want to respectfully address you as the True Monarch of Qinghong Miao Dao!"
These words undoubtedly appealed to Qi Jingzhi, and his attention was instantly drawn back: "The peak of the fourth realm? The True Lord of Qinghong Miao Dao?"
The young man is far from even completing the first level of bone refining and strengthening his life. He is still groping at the threshold of internally cultivating the heart and bones. He really can't imagine what the fourth level is like. There are even several levels together, and they are all called... Don't know any names.
Jiao Yulang heard the exploration and desire in Qi Jingzhi's tone, and said with some embarrassment: "I heard these from my aunt, but they are just superficial. I don't even have a partial understanding. I don't know more details."
Jin Dao Wei chuckled: "Brother Jiao, why are you so humble? Compared with wild people like us, you are already as high as the sky! It's useless for me to boast that I have been rampant all my life. When I was young, I couldn't even fight against a monk in the second realm. Luo Luofeng, but now I can’t even touch the door to the first realm. Seeing the end is approaching, it’s really a big dream!”
Although the old man with white beard and hair was smiling, anyone who listened could feel the unwillingness in his words.
Qi Jingzhi calmed down and looked at Jiao Yulang with a different look: "Qinghong Gong is so distinguished and still wants to give birthday gifts to your aunt. Is it possible that the Chaozhou Jiao family is better than the Pengze Water Mansion?"
"That's not true."
Jiao Yulang shook his head: "The Jiao family in Chaozhou originated from the Shennong family with the surname Jiang. Although it is a moderately famous family today, it is still far behind the real high-surname families. Young Master, the eldest in the family is just a marquis in charge of the army..."
