Chapter 778 Baekje City

Then, he used a magic weapon to take a picture to record this scene, and sealed it up so that she could redeem it with money later.

"Your sister's path is not suitable for you. Walk your own path well, and your future achievements may not be lower than your sister's."

After finally tricking Tushan Yaya away, Murong Ji sat on the chair and continued to deal with his own affairs.

Time flies, and one year has passed.

Murong Ji returned to Chenjiazhuang and did not inquire about Dongfang Yuechu's news. With his abilities, it was enough for him to gain a foothold in the Taoist Alliance.

What's more, it also has the names of Qingyun Mountain and Shenhuoshan Villa.

Before they knew it, several months had passed and Tushan Rongrong suddenly sent a message that Tushan Yaya had left Tushan and that human beings had also come.

Murong Ji was confused for a moment. What value does this piece of news have?! He gently turned the ring, and the ring on his hand flashed red light, and soon turned blue.

After the call was connected, Murong Ji said, "What's going on? Why did Tushan's precious child come to the human race? Aren't you afraid of any accidents?"

Tushan Rongrong said: "I discussed with my sister that it's not so good for Sister Yaya to practice in Tushan all the time. It's better for her to go out and have some fun, to cultivate her mind and gain more knowledge."

"She has been around Tushan. Her last trip to Beishan was generally good. We might as well let her go to the human race."

Murong Ji was silent for a while. Beishan belonged to the sphere of influence of the demon clan. No matter what, he had to give Tushan Honghong some face. He believed that no one in the demon clan would kill her easily.

However, this is not necessarily the case for the human race. The conflict between humans and demons has a long history, and the hatred between them is difficult to resolve within one or two generations.

If the human race knew that Tushan Yaya had entered the human sphere of influence, I believe many people would be willing to do their best to kill Tushan Yaya.

After spitting out a mouthful of muddy water, Tu Shan Rong Rong said, "My sister wrote a letter to Dongfang Yuechu, but I don't know what was written in the letter."

After the words fell, Tu Shan Rongrong said in a very charming tone: "Guess what they will write?"

"Will... we be the same..."

Tu Shan Rongrong's tone was full of charm and teasing, but Murong Ji did not smile at all, "What happened?"

Tushan Rongrong was silent for a moment, then stopped smiling. "I don't know, I just feel something is not right, as if something is going to happen. Jin Linglin hasn't come to harass Tushan for a long time."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't it good for him to be quieter?"

"maybe……"

Murong Ji was silent for a moment. He knew what Tushan Rongrong meant. He was also worried that Tushan Yaya would have some problems in the human race. "I understand."

After the two of them lost contact, Murong Ji stood up and walked outside.

With a wave of his hand, the health-preserving coffin in the study suddenly rushed out.

Murong Ji rose from the coffin and flew towards the border between the human race and Tushan.

If they wanted to deliver the letter to Dongfang Yuechu, they had to go to the border of Beishan. From Tushan to the border of Beishan, they had to cross more than half of the human race.

After two days, Murong Ji found Tushan Yaya.

Sitting on top of the coffin and looking down, I saw several little flower fairies, each riding a huge cart, moving slowly in the air.

Although it is said to be slow, the speed is actually not slow.

Murong Ji was not unfamiliar with this flower demon, the flower demon on the Twin Peaks.

The Twin Peaks were originally a very ordinary hill in Tushan. Later, Murong Ji set up an array pattern on them, which made the Twin Peaks full of vitality, and full of spiritual energy and evil spirit.

As a result, some flower and plant elves were born. These elves did not have high magical powers, but were extremely proficient in the essence of plants.

When he had nothing to do, Murong Ji asked them to grow some herbs and taught them to collect nectar and essence of flowers and plants. Except for the ones they used for their own practice, the rest were exchanged with Murong Ji for elixirs, which was considered as a way for them to make a living.

When refining elixirs and weapons, spiritual energy and evil spirits will also dissipate. These can be considered as benefits and a bargain for them.

When I lived in Tushan in the past, I never paid much attention to them.

Now, seeing these little flower fairies again, Murong Ji still has some interest in these plant elves.

Tushan Yaya was lying on a huge cart, basking in the sun, feeling extremely bored. "Oh, when will there be robberies, kidnappings, or something like that?"

Several little flower fairies looked at her awkwardly, "Great Immortal, this is just a convoy transporting flowers, what's there to steal?"

Murong Ji was speechless. Tushan Yaya simply never thought that making trouble was too big.

Suddenly, Tushan Yaya sat up, her fox ears moved slightly, as if she was listening to something, and then she sniffed her nose, her eyes brightening.

“Melon field!!!”

The entire figure disappeared from the car in an instant, and when it reappeared, it had already sunk into the melon field next to it.

The older little flower fairy nearby found the fairy guarding the melon field and handed him a silver ingot.

Murong Ji slapped him in the face. What a behavior! It really brought shame to Tushan!
Then, he took a picture of this scene and asked Tushan Yaya to spend several times the money to redeem it later.

Murong Ji landed on the ground, put away the health-preserving coffin, hung it around his waist, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Tushan Yaya in the melon field with a serious face.

"Peak Lord."

Murong Ji was stunned. What a strange name. He turned around and saw the little flower demon bowing to him very respectfully.

"Get up." "Yes."

Murong Ji glanced at the eight carts of flower beds, with three layers of upper, middle and lower. "How much silver can you sell these flowers for?"

The little flower demon said respectfully, "Master, this cart is not worth much silver. It is for people to see. The main goods are in this swallowing sac."

Murong Ji glanced at the flower demon's devouring bag hanging around his waist.

The flower demon is an elf with a petite figure and not much demonic power. This thing can only be hung around his waist, but it still looks a bit big.

"This trip will bring us three hundred taels of gold, which is quite a bit of profit."

Murong Ji nodded. Over the years, the war between humans and demons has gradually subsided, and business has become more and more prosperous.

Both humans and monsters lived relatively well. Even common people could still have something to eat.

Murong Ji waved his hand and pulled Tushan Yaya back from the melon field.

"Old thief Murong?! Why are you here?!"

Murong Ji grabbed her by the back of her collar in annoyance.

Holding Tushan Yaya in his hand, his face gradually became gloomy, and invisible pressure gradually pressed on Tushan Yaya.

It was not until this time that Tushan Yaya, who was still eating a watermelon in her hand, realized something was wrong.

As soon as he looked up, he met Murong Ji's somewhat cold eyes.

"You can eat watermelon, but have you paid?" Murong Ji's voice was a little gloomy, and he suppressed his anger.

Tushan Yaya was stunned for a moment, then she remembered something and said awkwardly, "Um... I forgot. Can't I pay after I finish eating?"

Murong Ji frowned and asked in a cold voice: "Will you really pay?!"

Tushan Yaya was instantly furious: "Who do you think I am? Can I give him a few cents less than you deserve?"

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and put Tushan Yaya on the ground. "Go eat watermelon. Just remember to pay."

"Humph! What a bummer! I don't even have an appetite for watermelon anymore!"

Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention to her complaints. He sat next to the car, took the watermelon handed to him by the melon farmer, slapped it away with his palm, and started eating it by himself.

Although Tushan Yaya is naughty, Tushan's education has not made her so domineering.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul water, and after a good rest, the group continued on their journey.

Along the way, Tushan Yaya had a lot of fun, fishing in the river, chasing chickens on the ground, and really did everything.

She also gets involved in other people's weddings and is interested in everything, as if she has endless energy.

At midnight, Murong Ji glanced at the sleeping flower fairies and the snoring Tushan Yaya.

A pair of sharp eyes fell on the fire. Next to the fire, the oldest flower fairy was not asleep. She was sighing and groaning. Anyone who saw her would feel pity for her.

Murong Ji chuckled. He didn't need to think too much to know that the delivery time agreed upon with the customer was approaching.

Murong Ji stretched himself, slowly lay down on the recliner, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, I will help you get there tomorrow, and we will definitely arrive before the delivery."

The flower demon looked delighted and bowed to Murong Ji, "Thank you, Peak Master! Thank you, Peak Master!"

In the next two days, with Murong Ji's secret blessing and the use of time and space magic to reduce the journey by more than ten days, they arrived in three days.

Early on the third day, they arrived in front of a city.

Murong Ji stood at the city gate and looked up at Baekje City.

Here... Murong Ji had some impression. Mu Tiancheng passed through here in the past.

This place used to be within the territory of Beishan, but now, for some unknown reason, it has become the sphere of influence of the human race.

There is no problem. This has led to a result that connects the three forces of the Western Region, the human race and the Beishan.

Murong Ji scratched his head and thought about the surrounding terrain. As the intersection of the three countries' trade, this place is really a good place.

Perhaps the Beishan demon tribe intends to give up this city. After all, humans are better at governance.

The flower demon pulled the cart into the city and passed by Murong Ji, and he followed her.

They walked all the way to the back door of a large house. The flower demon came forward and knocked on the door. Murong Ji watched the flower demons deliver the goods and unload the truck. It would take a short time to finish the task.

At a glance, Tushan Yaya was already sitting at the snack stand next to her. Murong also walked over and sat down opposite Tushan Yaya.

You know what, the buns here taste really good.

"It tastes really good." Murong Ji couldn't help but eat a few more. Then he bought a few more bags of buns to eat on the way.

The Qiankun Qingguang Ring can store food without spoiling it. After thinking about it, Murong Ji bought some more.

After the flower fairy received the money from selling flowers, everyone asked for a bag of buns and then walked out of the city.

Sitting on the hill outside the city, Tushan Yaya kept stuffing buns into her mouth, her eyes fixed on the bag of buns in Murong Ji's hand.

(End of this chapter)