Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

"Correct!"

Chu Wu Ji then put down the two snake beauties in his sleeves and the stunning celestial fox in his arms and let them stroll around the valley.

He took the princess and Madam Jiang for a walk around the town. They didn't have many opportunities to travel far, so a walk around Chizhao Town could barely be considered a visit to a neighboring country.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Wuzhi brought the two beautiful women to Jiangjun Mountain, went down the mountain road and entered the town.

The hilltop that was there before has become a little more lively. After the zombies were "driven away", the birds and animals have become active again. Unlike the previous dead silence, there are many herbal farmers coming and going to collect herbs.

Princess Jing'an was amazed at the ability of this "teleportation":

"No wonder you were able to come back so quickly after your last trip into the mountains. If a normal convoy departed from Lihuo Country and took the main road to reach this location in Tianji Country, it would probably take several months. You've already managed to stay in this state for so long..."

The princess's mentality was a bit like sighing in despair. She suddenly felt insignificant and short-sighted. After so many years, her understanding of the world was only superficial!

Mrs. Jiang could understand her state of mind. When she first climbed the holy land of immortals, this feeling lasted for a month. Every day when she woke up and stood on Bamboo Shadow Peak, looking at the misty fairyland outside, she always felt that she was dreaming.

The Yun family has also recruited those so-called "wild immortals", but apart from having some unique habits in food, clothing, housing and transportation, they are not necessarily that magical.

Only when I really arrived at the Shenxiao Sect did I understand the gap and why the head of the sect was so obsessed with immortal fate!

Madam Jiang was suddenly puzzled. "Qingying said that Wuji is now living in the Jing'an Palace. Shouldn't he be able to take the princess everywhere easily?"

Chu Wuji explained subtly: "Ahem, my ability can only be used in the Lihuo Mountains."

Mrs. Jiang didn't quite understand the ins and outs of this, and couldn't tell the difference between Wu Ji and Yun Qingying's cultivation. Subconsciously, she thought they were the same.

In fact, Chu Wuzhi is much better than his own daughter.

After leaving the mountain area and walking a short distance, the three were about to enter Chizhao Town. They could feel the hustle and bustle inside from afar, which was completely different from before.

"We are about to enter the town, put on your veil first." Chu Wuzhi reminded.

The veil hat is a more delicately woven bamboo hat with a layer of white gauze hanging down to cover the face. It can occasionally be used to prevent insects and dust. Herbalists and beekeepers all wear it, and it is very common.

Princess Jing'an took off her veil from her back and asked curiously, "Is there anything taboo? Madam Jiang and I are both wearing ordinary dresses and no conspicuous hairpins, so it shouldn't be too conspicuous."

Chu Wuji laughed and explained, "Even without those jewels to highlight your beauty, your looks are already outstanding enough. The two of you appearing together in this remote town is really eye-catching!"

Princess Jing'an and Madam Jiang were both a little embarrassed by the praise. They always felt that such praise should be given to those young girls. They were already around 30 years old, but they could still receive such "honor"!

They all observed Chu Wuji's reaction at the same time, hoping that he was just being polite so that they could calm down. However, they didn't want him to be just being polite, as long as he showed a little sincerity.

Seeing that the two beautiful young women were standing there motionless, Chu Wuji took the initiative to help them put on their veils.

Princess Jing'an and Madam Jiang have somewhat similar temperaments, and their conversation and upbringing exude intellectual gentleness and thoughtfulness, but their experiences have created different charms.

The princess has a calm and noble air in her bones, as gorgeous as peach, plum and peony. Mrs. Jiang's family background is also good, but the pressure of the situation for more than ten years has worn away her nobility. Even though she has now walked out of the haze, she still reveals a kind of fragility that makes people feel sorry for her.

Madam Jiang looked at the handsome young man in front of her with embarrassment and said softly:

"Wu Ji, you are so handsome and handsome, you should wear a veil! Especially now that your hair is half white, but your complexion is so healthy and vigorous that others will think you are a god who has regained his youth."

When Princess Jing'an heard the words "dragon vigor and tiger strength", she couldn't help but think of the things that happened in the boudoir at night, and her cheeks turned even redder. She was glad that she had the veil to cover it... It was indeed time to wear it!

Chu Wuji accepted the compliment and said, "Then I'll wear it next time too~"

After entering Chizhao Town, the two plump and beautiful women stopped chatting and followed Chu Wuji quietly, one on the left and one on the right.

From time to time, they turned their heads to look at Chu Wuji, fearing that the veil would limit their vision and they would not know if they were lost. Being in a strange foreign town, they were still a little worried. Only Chu Wuji could give them a complete sense of security.

Passing by the well where the little girl committed suicide, Chu Wuzhi took a closer look. The place had been sealed with a wall and was back within the Gong family's residence.

There was no sudden sign of decline at the gate of Gong Mansion. It seemed that they had indeed successfully "laid low", kept a low profile, and waited for a change of fortune.

Chu Wuji did not delve into the situation of the minister and his wife. It was not his business.

He walked to the inn again, the inn where the owner was almost suffocated by Tiger Skin. The woman who had knocked on the door to ask for medicine for the owner was busy coming in and out and did not notice Chu Wuzhi standing outside the house.

"It looks quite lively here. It doesn't look like the beast has caused trouble." Princess Jing'an said in a low voice.

Chu Wuji was also quite surprised. He thought that after the Nian Beast incident, the people here would move away to seek stability. Isn’t that what happened in Jieshi City?

But after thinking about it, I roughly understood the reason.

"The immortal cultivators from Tianji Country appeared, and the Nian Beast was dealt with. I guess this attracted quite a few people who came to see the remains of the battle."

As Chu Wuji was talking, he suddenly stopped, his thoughtful expression froze, and then turned into the awkwardness of living in Bengbu.

The three of them unknowingly walked to the center of the town, which was a relatively spacious open space with a well, a big banyan tree, and a stone table carved with a chessboard nearby. It was a place for the townspeople to chat and have fun.

There is a statue more than two meters high here. The man in the sculpture is holding the ring-handled sword hanging on his waist with one hand, taking a step forward and facing the direction of Jiangjun Mountain.

The stonemason's skills are so superb that even the movement of the hair being blown by the wind was carved out.

It was Chu Wuji!

The facial features are roughly similar. I guess the stonemason has never seen him in person, so he could only carve to this extent.

The only people who had the financial resources to help erect the statue were those in the Gong family, and it must have been an order from old Master Gong in a dream.

A large group of outsiders were gathered in front of the statue, reading the inscriptions on the stone tablet, which mentioned the killing of the Nian beast.

The mentality of outsiders is mostly that of visiting the traces of gods.

In this era, most people were illiterate, and among the tourists who came from afar, there were scholars who helped recite the inscriptions on the stele.

"Wu Ji, except for the face, this sculpture is really well done!" said Mrs. Jiang.

"That night, you walked up the mountain with a sword in hand and killed the beast like this?" Princess Jing'an asked with a smile.

Chu Wuji was embarrassed, but the two beautiful women were proud and happy, thinking that "outsiders finally know how powerful our child is."

They even grabbed Chu Wuji's arms, and judging by the strength, they must have wanted to pull Chu Wuji into the crowd and shout

——It is better to admire the real person than the statue!

Chu Wuji stood with them at the edge of the crowd, because Princess Jing'an and Madam Jiang wanted to hear what the tourists were talking about.

If the praise is not enough, they would like to go over and correct it.

Suddenly, a little baby who could barely walk came over and looked up at Chu Wuji's hair:

"Brother, how can you look so old and young at the same time? Your clothes... look like the statue of the deity who slays the Nian beast, with two snakes."

"It's not just the clothes, doesn't the person look like him?" Princess Jing'an reminded.

This conversation quickly attracted the attention of the others, who were all sizing up Chu Wuji. He was indeed extraordinary, especially his clothes, which were exactly the same. But this looked like he was imitating the attire of a deity.

Chu Wuji didn't wait for everyone to murmur, and immediately took the two beautiful women away, hoping that someone from the Gong family would pass by and recognize them.

Yun Qingying was recognized as an immortal cultivator and flew away on a cloud.

Chu Wuji was recognized, so he could only summon the flying sword Mo Zhi, then hang on it and fly away.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s drying pork!

*

After buying the seasonings, Chu Wuzhi took a detour and left Chizhao Town, returned to the mountain lion cave, and took the little white tiger and the others to make a fire and cook together.

Although using mana will make cooking faster, what should I do with the time I save? I'm afraid my mothers will be upset again. I must be patient and enjoy the cooking process!

Princess Jing'an and others were chatting about the interesting things that happened in Chizhao Town.

Aunt Green Snake said happily:

"Sister, your child has also learned from you. People have erected a statue to chant for merit. The next step is probably to build a temple~"

Wen Yaoer was helping to pick up small branches. She came back to Chu Wuji and asked:

"Brother, what are mother and the others talking about? They seem so lively. Is there anything fun in that town? Yao'er wants to go too!"

The corner of Chu Wuji's mouth twitched, he patted her little head and coaxed:

"There's nothing fun here. Don't listen to their nonsense. Let's stew some meat and show off Yao'er's cooking skills to Mother later..."

Author's Note: (59/134) I forgot to include last night's extra chapter, so I'm making up for it. I have to keep a strict record of what I'm doing, otherwise it won't be finished...

Chapter 268 A Rare Ghost Fox

"Brother Twolegs, I've never heard of the canned meat you mentioned, but why do I feel like I've eaten it before?"

The White Tiger Girl finally turned back into human form, just to feel fuller when eating meat, but when she looked at the meat in the pot, it did look familiar.

I remember when I was visiting the Jing'an Palace during the Chinese New Year, this meat dish seemed to be called fried pork belly. Could it be that there is a special method and unique taste?

"Yes, brother, this is just pork belly." Wen Yaoer was not quite sure of the difference.

Chu Wuji explained, "It's the same dish, but 'canned meat' is the name given to meat after it's been packed and taken away."

Travelers who are going on a long journey sometimes don’t want to just eat dry food, so they will put the cooked pork belly into an iron can and use it as a side dish for the dry food.

Xiaotu immediately looked angry. She thought there was a new dish to eat, but it turned out that the name was just changed.

"It looks like Xiaotu doesn't want to eat?" Chu Wuzhi rubbed her face and the plate.

Compared with Yao'er's delicate face, Xiaotu's face is a little more "tough". One is afraid of being broken if you kiss it, while the other is very elastic and chewy if you lick it.

Xiaotu, the orthodox mountain god, put on a sneaky look and asked tentatively, "If I say I don't want to eat it, will you make me a new meat dish?"

"I'll make you sautéed tomatoes and stewed potatoes."

Xiaotu didn't understand the joke, but she knew it was a vegetarian dish, so she shook her head and said, "No, I'll just eat canned meat. That's fine. I'm not picky about food."

After tinkering with it for half a day and spending a lot of time, the meal was ready, with both meat and vegetable soups.

Although there was not even a decent table in the valley, they could only move large rocks from the river and roughly carve them into a square table, but it still had a wild charm.

The group of people, who had basically been fasting, had great appetites and were very satisfied.

The Fox Goddess was holding the little rabbit in her arms. She also discovered how good the little rabbit's face felt, and she happily pinched it to play with it. Occasionally, if she saw that the little rabbit was unhappy, she would give her a piece of meat, and immediately restore her "Tiger Rage Value" and continue to pinch it for a while.

She said, "We're going to the ghost market later. What are your plans?"

"What kind of plan can there be? Just hide your identity and go for a stroll."

Chu Wuji laughed dumbly and said that he had heard from several elders that every ghost market was different and it was difficult to plan before taking action.

The Sky Fox Goddess stretched out her tail and teased Wen Yaoer, as if she were teasing a kitten with cat grass. She continued:

"Of course, that's not a shopping trip. I'm asking if anyone wants to go. Don't start discussing it after we're ready to go. That will take too long."

Princess Jing'an and Madam Jiang were both accomplished, but they were both intelligent women, so they didn't follow and cause trouble. Otherwise, if something really happened, others would have to distract themselves to look after themselves.

Wen Yaoer wanted to stick to Chu Wuji. She hugged a fluffy fox tail that looked like snow and said softly:

"Yao'er is following brother too."

The little princess is still undecided. Even with the protection of Chu Wuzhi and others, she might still be frightened by the hideous ghosts.

Princess Jing'an gave Chu Wuji a look, indicating that he should coax the little girl.

Chu Wuzhi picked up Yao'er and coaxed her for a while. After agreeing to accompany her for a walk and play in the mountains, he let her stay in the valley obediently.

"That's strange. This little girl used to be so easy to please, never a bit willful. How come she just now said she wanted to come with me while shrinking her neck in fear of ghosts?"

Chu Wuzhi muttered to himself, and when he turned around, he seemed to have found the answer.

Yun Qingying had just been standing near him, wiping her sword when she had nothing to do. She also changed into a dark black chivalrous skirt sewn by Madam Jiang, which was similar in style to Chu Wuji's robe, and looked like she was ready to set off.

Even if Yun Qingying didn't say anything and just kept doing her own thing, she was silently telling Yao'er:

I can go with your brother!

......No wonder Yaoer was so hard to coax just now.

Chu Wuji was both angry and amused, and asked, "Qingying, why don't you go sit over there instead of standing here and wiping it?"

Yun Qingying looked indifferent, she sheathed her sword with a clang and said calmly:

"The light is good, you can see clearly, and it is wiped clean."

Wen Yaoer threw herself into the arms of Princess Jing'an with grievance, looked at the woman miserably, and begged:

"Mother, I also want to get a set of clothes with my brother!"

Princess Jing'an smiled and nodded repeatedly:

"I'll make a set for Yao'er when I get home. We'll discuss the style and details tonight, okay~"

"Hmm..." Wen Yaoer pouted and drooped her face on her mother's plump and soft white legs.

Chu Wuji came over, ruffled her hair, and said softly: