The little dragon who was excited to go to the Hall of Merits was still unaware that he had walked from the Ghost Gate.

Even Miao Lihui, who was born in the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce and well-informed, did not even know that the people of Heilong Island outside the boundaries of the fog sea will never go to the paradise of clear water for the rest of their lives.

Only clergy with real power inside the Water Temple can know this secret, such as Guan Yu.

It is precisely because Guan Qiu is an insider that he has a huge question mark in his mind.

After leaving the side hall and returning to the priest's unique spacious bedroom, Mr. Qiu's priest's robe was already wet.

He was struggling and sweating all over his head, and was experiencing a battle between heaven and man.

Should I report to my superiors?

The simple "should" and "should not" have put this sixth-rank priest who has been covering the sky in Qingyun City for many years in a dilemma.

It is not impossible for a mere overseas boy to live in his own lives. Mr. Qiu can be the master.

But that guy has been to Bishui Paradise, and the problem is big or small.

If the above doesn't care about it, they will naturally be in peace.

Once the superiors investigate it strictly, the officials of the Emperor Qiu would not hide it and would not be able to take advantage of it.

What kind of grade is that envoy?

Guan Yu changed his mind and changed from what should be or should not be, to Mr. Pan's weight.

When Mr. Pan came to Qingyun City a year ago, he brought a secret order to indicate his identity: the inspector.

The inspector of the Water Temple is equivalent to an imperial envoy sent by the court. He can supervise local officials and have the power to take action first and then report.

The problem followed, and the inspectors were divided into three or six levels.

Guan Yuuan Qiu was still unable to understand what kind of status the inspector named Pan had in the upper echelons of the Water Temple.

He privately asked Shangfeng from the same faction, and the other party's answer was ambiguous.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The Water Temple is not a single piece, with many internal factions.

Guan Yuuan Qiu didn't even know whether Mr. Pan was the boss of his same faction or the mortal enemy of the hostile faction.

This is embarrassing. If Guan Yu reported it directly, it would be equivalent to offending Mr. Pan.

Back to the old topic of whether he should or not, Mr. Qiu realized that no matter whether he reported it or not, the one before him was a path of no return.

Fortunately, he still retained a hint of soberness and went back to the most primitive doubts: "The barbarian land of the sea outside the sea can really give birth to believers of the water god? The mysterious sea of ​​fog hidden secrets isolates a certain spiritual connection. Since ancient times, no spiritual person from the sea outside has arrived in the paradise of clear water. How did that Mr. Yun do it?"

At the same time, in different places, some people are thinking about the same problem.

The person who thinks about this big problem has too little status.

Sometimes, people who are too ordinary and too small seem too special.

The unique and unique style is enough to surprise everyone in the world.

That person lives next to the little Shenlong, and it is... Aunt Li!

Ten wounds appeared on Aunt Li's face, which was still charming.

The shape of the wounds is exactly the same as the ten deep-sea sharks that attacked the White Tiger.

In a quiet small fishing village, in the old house where the widow lives alone, the doors and windows are closed, and Aunt Li is filled with a layer of black air.

Three days later, the scars on her face disappeared and she returned to her pretty appearance like a wolf or a tiger.

After looking at himself in the mirror, Aunt Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back to back then, before Zhu Cuihua stood tall and graceful, Aunt Li was recognized as a flower in the village.

This previous generation village flower twisted the waist of the water snake and swayed her big butt. Under the gaze of the village man, she came to the village chief's house.

Standing in front of the most luxurious yard in the small fishing village, Aunt Li restrained her coquettishness and shouted respectfully: "Is Grandpa Long at home?"

Grandpa Long is the village chief of a small fishing village, and the age of the old man is a mystery.

The door opened, and a gray-haired, old-fashioned elder stood at the door and looked at Aunt Li.

If it weren't for holding a dragon-headed crutch, the old man would have fallen to the ground at any time.

Grandpa Long was polite as soon as he spoke: "What are you, a widow, what are you looking for me?"

Aunt Li said timidly like a girl: "My two incompetent sons have respected a lot of things. I originally wanted to invite Grandpa Long to come and try it out. However, there are so many troubles in front of the widow, so I dare not defile Grandpa Long's reputation. I have no man and have no backbone in some things to do. Today I dare to visit Grandpa Long today and want to ask Grandpa Long to help me come up with my advice."

Grandpa Long said reluctantly: "Forget it, come in and sit down. Cuihua, look at the tea."

A girl with a small family of jaspers immediately served herbal tea unique to Heilong Island.

The girl is Grandpa Long's granddaughter and is also the number one beauty in the village today - Zhu Cuihua.

In order to avoid suspicion, Grandpa Long waved his hand to his granddaughter instead of being alone with the widow.

Zhu Cuihua understood it carefully, stood behind her grandfather, and acted as a spectator with her eyebrows down.

"The herbal tea made by Cuihua is indeed different from other women, and it has good skills."

After Aunt Li sat down, she drank herbal tea and kept praising herbal tea.

Grandpa Long was drowsy and yawned, "Save gossip for another day. I am old and dozing off after not saying a few words. If you have something to say, please finish it."

Aunt Li was as if she was amnesty and got to the point: "On the day when the little dragon boarded the big ship, she told the group of foreigners on the deck that he had been to Bishui Paradise for several years. At that time, many fellow villagers heard it on the beach. Grandpa Long, what is Bishui Paradise?"

Hearing this, he looked down at the shy girl Zhu Cuihua on her toes, and a ray of sperm flashed under his eyes.

Grandpa Long picked up the ceramic cup of teacup that he had exchanged for the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, took a sip, and said something leaking: "Old man, I am so old, I can't stand the tricks of you young people. You ran here to ask questions clearly, you don't bother, I'm tired."

Aunt Li trembled for no reason and quickly smiled and said, "Grandpa Long is really good at joking. Long live your life, it is not something that we younger generations can compare with. Why should I seize the time and say something else, I dare to ask Grandpa Long, why did the little dragon go to the paradise of Bishui?"

Grandpa Long bounced back: "You ask me, who will I ask?"

Aunt Li said pitifully: "Although I am a widow who knows nothing, I heard from my cowardly man that the sea of ​​fog isolates some connection. Besides, Grandpa Long is watching on the island, cats, dogs, fish and shrimps, and they can't jump."

Grandpa Long opened his eyes narrowed and said unhappy: "So, are you blaming me?"

"I dare not, but I dare not have such thoughts."

Aunt Li quickly apologized and became more and more pitiful: "Since ancient times, people from other seas have not entered the five great paradises. Why did the stupid boy next door break the rules? After thinking about it for a few days, I couldn't figure it out, so I just asked Grandpa Long for advice."

As soon as she finished speaking, she screamed.

All he could hear was the sound of water, and Grandpa Long poured out the tea in the cup, spilling the widow's face.
Chapter completed!