Before long, Jiang Ming, who had just woken up, confronted Jerry, who had poked his head out, for a moment.
Although he was in a frenzy just now, his consciousness was still clear. This little thing seemed to have a big background. Immediately, he waved his hand and said, "Well, Jerry, why did you come here?"
"Don't give me a random name. It's so ugly." Jerry shouted.
Jiang Ming didn't care about its objection. What I say is what it is. And that stinky smell still hadn't dissipated. Just as he was about to push aside the grass to check, Jerry immediately jumped out of the hole and blocked him.
"Even watching me poop. Aren't you ashamed? I'm here to track down a traitor." Jerry seemed eager to divert Jiang Ming's attention and immediately told his purpose.
"Traitor?"
Jerry nodded and said, "Yes, it's from Third Grandpa Yellow's family. It killed the guarding clansmen and escaped."
Jiang Ming nodded. Anyway, this was their own business. He was very interested in Jerry's means of inviting his ancestor to possess him from a long distance just now.
Immediately, he smiled and said, "Jerry, you must be hungry after coming from afar. How about having something to eat at my house?"
"I've told you I'm not Jerry. We immortals can't have names before reaching a certain rank."
Then he touched his stomach and said, "Then have something. Consider it as your apology to me."
At the entrance of Jiang's old house, there was a flowing feast that lasted all afternoon. It was all paid for by Jiang's father. The villagers contributed their efforts and also received some red envelopes.
It wasn't a lot of money, but everyone was very happy with this gesture. A whole bunch of nice words were thrown out.
Jiang Ming, the two men and a mouse entered through the back door. There was a table of dishes left in the house.
"Well, I won't be polite then!" Jerry looked up at Jiang Ming.
"Go ahead and eat."
As soon as the words fell, Jerry climbed onto the table like a hungry dog pouncing on food. With one claw, he grabbed a pork elbow and stuffed it into his mouth with a gulp. His cheeks were bigger than his head. He chewed hard and then spat out a smooth bone.
"General Zheng, let's eat too."
"Okay."
The two also sat down and had a meal.
Before long, Jiang's father and Chong Heihu, who had finally sent off the guests, walked into the room. At a glance, they saw Jerry who was lying on the table, full and digesting.
Their faces changed greatly. "Demon?"
Jiang Ming hurriedly blocked in front. Otherwise, with his father's strength at the eighth rank, Jerry might be killed before he could even react.
"Father, this is Jerry. An immortal from Five Immortals County."
Jiang Shi's eyes flashed when he heard this. "Immortal? Don't they rarely come out into the outside world?"
At this time, Jerry, who was digesting on the table, said, "I'm here to track down a traitor among our immortals. If you can help me catch him, you can gain the friendship of our immortals and become a disciple."
"And, I'm not Jerry."
With a snap, a chicken bone hit Jiang Ming on the head.
"Disciple? Can you borrow the power of immortals like you?" Jiang Ming remembered Jerry's Second Grandpa that he had invited just now.
What is this? Ancestors fighting on behalf?
"Yeah. But I'm different from you. You can only worship one immortal family as the leader and borrow power. But I can borrow from five families!"
Saying this, Jerry flipped over and lay in a reclining position like a noble concubine. He narrowed his eyes, shook his four whiskers, and swung his tail back and forth, very proud.
Jiang Ming didn't understand the significance of this. He just thought this guy had extraordinary talent. And the friendship of the Five Immortals was indeed what he needed.
Or rather, in a weak period, every kind of friendly relationship was precious enough.
"If you want our help, you should at least explain it clearly. For example, which of the Five Immortals is this traitor?"
Jerry replied, "It's a Yellow Immortal named Huang Ying. With eighth-rank cultivation. She has appeared in this village before."
The Yellow Immortal is also known as the weasel.
"There was a weasel in the village? I haven't heard anyone mention it."
In such a small village, even if there is an extra dog, everyone will recognize it clearly.
Hearing this, Jerry looked at Jiang Ming as if looking at an idiot. "Humph. Yellow Immortals are proficient in all kinds of illusions. How could these mortals discover them if they want to hide."
The Yellow Immortal is the Yellow Immortal. The weasel is the weasel. The difference is like that between a monkey and a human.
"I heard that each of the Five Immortals has its own special ability. This weasel should be the same, right?" Jiang's father on the side also asked.
Jerry nodded. "The Fox Immortal is good at transformation. The Yellow Immortal is good at illusions. The White Immortal is good at medicine. The Willow Immortal is good at controlling objects. And we Gray Immortals can foresee good and bad fortune, disappear without a trace underground, and enter all kinds of dangerous places."
It's just digging holes and running away!
Jiang Ming suddenly remembered the underground movement technique in the Investiture of the Gods and the earth escape technique commonly used by disciples of the three religions.
These two things are not the same. In terms of specification, the underground movement technique is a bit more advanced than the earth escape technique. Basically, all disciples of the three religions can use the earth escape technique. They borrow the power of earth element to turn into escape light and travel.
And the underground movement technique is really running around underground. It can be used for fighting and killing. In the Investiture of the Gods, only two people have used it. One is Tu Xingsun. The other is Zhang Kui.
No matter how tightly you bind them, as long as they touch the ground, they can run away. Tu Xingsun has used this technique to save his life many times.
"Okay, we will pay attention to this Huang Ying."
Just try your luck. Or you can also draw out some insignificant characters from the Investiture of the Gods to work for you. Anyway, it doesn't cost much power of wishes.
Jerry stayed at Jiang's house.
But Jiang Ming was pulled outside by his father.
"I heard from Guard Zheng that you went berserk again when dealing with that yellow-skinned mouse?" Jiang's father asked with a frown.
Jiang Ming nodded. "It should be the demonic nature left over from the marrow washing last time. But with this lesson, if I pay attention next time, I should not go berserk easily."
"Don't be careless. If possible, don't use your bloodline supernatural power for the time being. I'll ask some acquaintances to see if there is any solution."
"Okay." Shrugging, Jiang Ming then went to sleep.
Leaving the old father pacing back and forth alone in the yard.
The next day, early in the morning, Jiang Ming was woken up to go and pay respects to the ancestors of the Jiang family.
The Jiang family is not a big family. For generations, there has been only one descendant. The ancestral graves are buried on the mountainside behind the village, in a place with fairly good feng shui.
After a simple worship, Jiang's father asked his son to go back first. He wanted to talk to the ancestors for a while.
Returning home, Zheng Lun and the two were practicing martial arts. Jerry was lying on a stone nearby with a plate of dates beside him.
Jiang Ming sat down next to him and asked, "Jerry, can you still track down that Huang Ying?"
"Can't track her down. This Eastern Capital is a place of imperial dragon energy. Plus there are many powerful people. Unless we bump into her face to face." It seemed too lazy to correct that it wasn't called Jerry.
"What are you going to do next?"
"Keep looking. Ask the local mice. That guy will definitely be in the Eastern Capital and won't run away."
This guy dares to chase and kill an eighth-rank Yellow Immortal even before reaching a certain rank. In addition to inviting his ancestor to possess him at any time, he probably has some hidden trump cards.
Jiang Ming didn't know if the Five Immortals would send people to participate in the Grand Prosperity Fair. If he became friends with them, he would have another help at that time.
Jiang Ming's eyes rolled. Then he naturally used his glib tongue skill.
Things like the Eastern Capital is very big and deep. You can't handle it. I am an important official of the Ministry of Rites and can provide convenience. The upcoming Grand Prosperity Fair is organized by me. As long as Huang Ying shows up, she can be found. And there are all kinds of delicious food...
The inexperienced Jerry was soon fooled onto Jiang Ming's boat and agreed to stay at his house.
In the afternoon, the family got on the carriage and returned to the city.
Tomorrow is Jiang Ming's first day in office.