The little guy arrived at the mountain gate in a hurry. It was so late at night that he couldn't see the immortal guard at the gate.

The gatekeepers here at Luolu Mountain were first the witty brother Dafeng, then Cao Qinglang and Yuanbao who could only read some serious scriptures, and then the Right Protector who was very discerning, very knowledgeable about people, and very appreciative of himself.

Sir, but now it is that young Taoist priest.

It looked around, gritted its teeth, lay on the ground, and slipped through the gap under the house door. When it reached the door, the boy in red clothes jumped up, knocked on the door hard, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Xianwei Xianwei,

Go to bed so early, sleep like a hammer, get up quickly, how dare you not keep vigil on New Year's Eve, do you know the rules..."

The little guy knocked on the door for a long time, and said weakly and bitterly: "Master Xianwei, please open the door. Please, I know you are not sleeping, and there is a fire in the room. Please, I sincerely mean it!"

I wanted to lie down on the ground and squeeze in through the crack in the door, but the result was no better than the big door. I was so crowded that my brain hurt and I couldn't get in. The little guy stood up, his eyes were dull, he beat his chest and feet, sat down on the ground, and started howling. What a miserable life.

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If that doesn't work, go to the mountain and look for Nuanshu. She will definitely be keeping vigil today, and she's right on the first floor of the bamboo building.

The only problem is that I don't know if my two thin legs will make it in time.

With a creak, Xianwei rolled up a book in his hand, opened the door, squatted on the ground, and said with a smile: "Finally, you know how to call me Taoist Master Xianwei. Tell me what you want to do when you knock on the door in the middle of the night."

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The little guy straightened his back, put his hands on his hips, raised his head high, and said angrily: "What are you doing? What else can it be? Master, come here and order your thumbs on time!"

"Damn it, over at the City God's Temple, there are a bunch of official colleagues who came to my house to ask for dinner. It's not like you don't know that Zhang Ping is an unreliable boss and a loser who doesn't understand the world at all. I can't help.

I was waiting for guests, so I accidentally got drunk, and then I went to Mantou Mountain. It was a good run, and I almost died from exhaustion."

Only then did Xian Wei remember that this little incense man really seemed to need to come to Luopo Mountain to light his incense today.

They really treat Luopo Mountain as a government office.

But the little guy is sincere.

Xianwei turned around and walked into the house. The little guy ran quickly, jumped to the edge of the stove, and squatted down to warm himself. For the boy in Zhuyi, the brazier was like a small volcano.

The little guy complained: "Where are the rice dumplings, where are the taro heads, there are no farts, Xianwei, I am really not telling you, how can you be so shabby and have your salary deducted by the old cook?"

The Xianwei turned a deaf ear and took out a small booklet from the desk drawer. It was the size of a palm and was left here with millet grains. Each page was marked with a date. He asked the little incense man to circle it every time, which would count as having clicked on the same day.

The boy in Zhuyi gave the order: "Hurry up, what are you doing standing there, waiting for me with pen and ink? With your understanding and eyesight, if you want to join the officialdom, you will be fucked."

The Xianwei rolled his eyes at the little guy, bent down to pick up a piece of charcoal from the brazier, and threw it on the edge of the brazier. The little guy had to pick out a small piece of charcoal to use as a pen, with a serious look on his face. After drawing circles on the booklet, he felt relieved.

Xianwei threw the book back on the table and was scolded again. Just get used to it.

Xianwei sat on the small bamboo chair and asked curiously: "I never asked, what are you planning to do when you click on your fingers on time every half month?"

The little guy was born in the city god's temple in the state. The city god's official rank in the Shanshui officialdom is not low. As the head of the city god in a state, Zhang Ping is in charge of all the city god's temples at the county and county levels, as well as the land lords and land lords. Before him

This boy in red clothes,

The incense man looked at the young Taoist priest with a look that looked like an idiot, "As long as I click the thumbs enough times, I will be promoted step by step. How can a man stay depressed and depressed for a long time?!"

By some strange combination of circumstances, perhaps due to fate, I have not been able to see the Mountain Master Chen so far. According to Master Pei, I clicked the button a hundred times at the mountain gate, and I will see the Mountain Master again in the future.

, you can take the initiative to say hello to the mountain owner

Already.

Xianwei couldn't laugh or cry, "Promotion? How big an official?"

The little guy was stunned, scratched his face, and his voice immediately became softer, "Anyway, we, Captain Pei and Lord Protector Zhou, have a clear conscience. I don't know. It seems insincere to never ask these questions."

That year, Zhu Yitongzi took over as the right guardian of Qilong Lane, replacing Zhou Mili.

Moreover, according to what our Zhou Protector said in private, Pei Qian may set up the Chief Protector of Qilong Lane in the future, and he is bound to shoulder the responsibility. I have taken on such a heavy responsibility!

Over the years, in fact, their secret hilltop has only held one "Ancestral Master Hall" meeting.

This martial arts competition was huge and grand. It was in the square outside the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall in Luolu Mountain. There was a table and four benches, and the tables were filled with fruits and snacks.

The chief helmsman of Longquan County has now expanded its power horribly, and already has two branches under its jurisdiction, the Donghuashan branch and the Qilongxiang branch.

The chief helm leader's token was handed over to Pei Qian by Li Baoping, who became the leader and chief helmsman of the Wulin League.

Pei Qian is now the helmsman of the Donghuashan branch and the helmsman of the Qilongxiang branch. He holds two positions, with a high position and a prominent position.

After Zhou Mili resigned as the right guardian of Qilong Lane, he was promoted to the deputy helmsman of Qilong Lane and became a senior official.

As for worshiping the helmsmen, there are Chen Nuanshu and Chen Lingjun.

There is also a small school building under the Donghua Mountain Branch. The small helmsman Li Huai is in charge of two minions. He and Li Huai are Liu Guan and Ma Lian who are classmates in Shanya Academy.

In that grand martial arts competition that year, the incense man of Chenghuang Temple, who had no merit but hard work, was promoted to the right guardian of Qilong Lane, and was allowed to sit at the table to discuss matters by the sub-ruler Pei Qian as an exception.

That time, the chief helmsman, Li Baoping, and the honorary helmsman of Qilong Lane, Cui Dongshan of Big White Goose, were both absent from the meeting.

As a result, the big white goose was killed decisively, and Captain Pei, who did not recognize his relatives, was given a major demerit on the spot.

As for the guardian on the left side of the Riding Dragon Alley, hehe, he couldn't do anything, so he could only lie down under the bench next to the table.

The boy in Zhu Yi said: "Let's crack some melon seeds."

Xianwei peeled off a melon seed and placed it on the edge of the brazier.

The boy in Zhu Yi nodded in appreciation and said: "Xianwei, let me have a heart-to-heart talk with you. When I get promoted one day, I will make a strong recommendation with Captain Pei and Protector Zhou, and the free Protector of Qilong Lane will be

This position belongs to you alone."

Xian Wei smiled and said: "Should I thank you, or should I thank you?"

Tiger Jin Qing secretly left the Tiger Mansion, visited the Huangshan Sword Sect, and found the swordsman Yuan Bai.

Yuan Bai joked: "Don't you want me to be a slave of those three surnames?"

Jin Qing said: "I think you should think about it carefully."

Yuan Bai hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "No matter who the first mountain master of the Huangzhu Sword Sect is, no matter whether I can join the sect in the future, I still hope to stay here."

"The lower sect of Luopo Mountain, Xiandu Mountain Qingping Sword Sect, will be the first swordsmanship sect in Tongye Continent."

Jin Qing continued to persuade: "Chen Ping'an values ​​you very much. It's not about the realm of swordsmanship or your identity. It's just the sympathy between swordsmen."

Seeing Yuan Bai smiling and saying nothing, Jin Qing said: "Don't get me wrong, I think you can help someone when you get there. I just think it's better for you to go there than to stay in this smoky Huangshan Sword."

Pie, it’s more comfortable.”

In fact, according to the agreement with the young hermit official, Jin Qing should have first confirmed the restoration of the Dugu clan on the Ling River in the middle of Tongye Continent, and then came here to persuade Yuan Bai to dig into Zhengyang Mountain.

Yuan Bai still shook his head and said: "Forget it, I won't go to Tongyezhou."

Jin Qing nodded and asked, "Then I'll just fly my sword and send a message to Luo Po Mountain?"

Yuan Bai smiled and said: "Thank you Jinshanjun."

Aquarius Island Nantang Lake.

Qin Hujun is holding a white bowl with a drop of water in the bowl.

A small drop of water contains 80% of the water of the old Nantang Lake.

Had it not been for the reminder from Sword Immortal Shao Yunyan that it was inconsistent with the etiquette, otherwise she would have really wanted to secretly build a living shrine similar to a "family temple" and erect a memorial tablet for offering incense every day.

As a Lake Water Lord, according to the current rules of the Dali Imperial Court and the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, it is allowed to open a mansion as a rule, similar to the Golden Elixir Earth Immortal Kai Feng on the mountain. This female Lake Lord plans to cooperate with Guanhu Academy, Cliff Academy,

Please ask for a sacrificial vessel from the Confucian Confucian Temple, and a book by a sage from the Confucian Temple.

Previously, she voluntarily gave up the merit gift from the young hermit official because it was not a business matter.

In Luzhou, Beiju, at Dadu Gongfu, Lingyuan Gong Shen Lin built a plaque overnight and hung it high, even higher than the Lingyuan Gongfu plaque.

Deyu Palace.

In the night, Shen Lin stood outside the gate of his mansion, looking up at the plaque handwritten by the young hidden official, squinting and smiling.

Taken from the phrase "Germans travel around the world".

With a smile on his face, Shen Lin murmured: "A virtuous man travels to heaven, and the autumn moon is cold on the river. The sun asks about the moon and learns, and a traveler misses his hometown."

Zhongtu Shenzhou is said to be the volcano group where the Taoist alchemy furnace is located.

In a small wine shop, the woman selling wine smiled and said: "Ganzhou, do you want to recognize me as your master and learn immortal magic?"

The girl asked directly: "What are the benefits?"

Yangzhi said: "I can teach you several water techniques."

The girl frowned and said, "I may not be able to appreciate the techniques of your Qi Practitioners, and even if I do, I may not be able to practice them."

This means that there are differences between gods and men, and there are different paths.

The woman smiled and said: "You can definitely practice. Maybe in the future you will turn from turbid to clear and become a god of river water, and you can continue to practice all the way."

The old mountain god Gong Xinzhou, according to the gold and jade genealogy of the Confucian Temple today, his rank is from the seventh rank, which is the clear official body of the Shanshui officialdom.

The Chaoqiu Xiaohe Po in front of me, like the He Bo and the Tuye Lord, all belong to the bottom of the Zhuoliu minor officials, not as good as those county gods who are from Qingliu.

There is no way, the young Yin official reminded me, and the old scholar also hinted.

If you don't know better, you will worry about being put in the shoes.

Moreover, Chen Ping'an was accompanied by his "retinue" Qing Tong at that time, and I heard that Xiao Mo is now a close friend of this young hermit official.
To be continued...