Mi Yu felt dizzy after hearing this, and laughed dryly: "Isn't it bad?"

If Mr. Yinguan hears about such a thing, his position as chief will not be guaranteed. It doesn't matter if he doesn't get it, but if he does, it will be a shame to be stripped of his title.

Cui Dongshan rubbed his chin, "Then find a compromise, such as... turning on the Flowers Through the Mirror, Moon in the Water? If guests come to Tongyezhou for sightseeing, and then take the initiative to visit Mi Jianxian, we can't stop them, right?

.”

Mi Yu then rubbed his chin and said, "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows. We are just reminiscing about old times. Why should you feel guilty?"

The two looked at each other, completely speechless.

Cui Dongshan put his hands on the back of his head and said, "Mi Yu, in fact, in my opinion, the most suitable candidate to be the second sect leader is not Cao Qinglang, but you."

"It's not that Cao Qinglang is not good at being the best, but if you want to be the best, you have to see the Qingping Sword Sect with two completely different styles, and then you have enough experience to serve as the third sect leader."

"You should talk to Mr. Yinguan about this. Mr. Yinguan is not the kind of person who doesn't listen to opinions."

"How dare I say anything now? Being scolded is a minor offense, and even a beating is not a surprise."

Miyu gloated: "That's right, Lord Yin Guan is very angry now."

After a moment of silence, Cui Dongshan looked at the Qingshan Crossing surrounded by three mountains and murmured.

"Do you know what a truly peaceful world is?"

"There are many people who believe that good people will be rewarded."

"Oh, only fools believe it, but there are actually people who believe it."

Having said this, Cui Dongshan suddenly shook up his clothes, his big sleeves bulged, filled with the sky wind, and pointed to the distance outside the mountain, his eyebrows flying and said: "Mi Yu, let us work together to make this Tongye Island more beautiful.

Such a person."

Mi Yu was also attracted by the sincere words of the rare and serious Cui Dongshan. His mind was agitated and he said in a deep voice: "We'll see!"

However, Cui Dongshan quickly returned to normal and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, "Chief Mi said this lightly. Don't just look at it. You have to do something down-to-earth. Well, I have a list here.

Take it and take a look. They are all women who have been to the Great Wall of Swords and met Chief Mi. I am not worried about the arrival of guests. Chief Mi will not even be able to remember the other party's name, sect, and Taoist number. Reviewing the past will make you learn something new, and reviewing the past will make you learn something new.

"

Mi Yu gently pushed Cui Dongshan's hand away.

Cui Dongshan handed it over again.

Miyu pushed away again.

Cui Dongshan was annoyed.

Mi Yu could only treat them sincerely, "I remember them, how can I forget them, how dare I not miss them."

Cui Dongshan put away the list and sighed, "No wonder Sir wants you and the old cook, together with Chief Zhou, to help check the situation in the future, so that the senior sister will not be deceived by a libertine with profound morals like you.

"

Mi Yu smiled and said: "As long as I see a fellow traveler, I only need to scan a few glances and listen to a few words to know the person's appearance, the approximate number of paths he walked through the flowers, and the depth of his path."

Cui Dongshan clicked his tongue and said, "Let's see what you can do."

Miyu stretched out his two fingers, twisted a strand of hair at his temples, and said with a squinted smile: "There are only three things in my life that are barely worth mentioning: slaying monsters in the fairy land, guarding the Spring Banner Studio, and appreciating beauties while drunk."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Go back and organize your outfit carefully. Put on a snow-white robe, a long sword, a jade hairpin on your head, a sword gourd, and a folding fan..."

Mi Yu said helplessly: "It's so fancy, but it's a burden. It deceives an inexperienced little girl, but it can't deceive a real beauty with vision."

Cui Dongshan sneered: "Liar?"

"I tricked her into getting to the top of my heart. It's hard to say who tricked whom."

When Cui Dongshan heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore. He jumped up and punched Mi Yu all over his face. Mi Yu protected his face and moved slightly.

Cui Dongshan stopped, damn, I really deserve a beating, Xiao Mo is better, Xiao Mo is better.

Mi Yu shook his sleeves and said seriously: "Zong Master Cui, I have been working hard in the Tao since I was young."

Cui Dongshan said in surprise: "Chief Mi, you have something, a great talent."

Miyu laughed and said: "As for studying, I only learned a little bit from Master Yinguan. I just happened to be compiling a book on sentence couplets recently, so I can use what I learned now."

Cui Dongshan put his hands in his sleeves, stretched out his hands to cover his forehead, and said with a smile: "Please take a look at it, how can a building built on flat ground be built in one day?"

Today's Qingshan Ferry is only the prototype of a Xianjia Ferry. In addition to the ferry dock, there is only a room responsible for registering passengers and issuing boarding passes. The temporary official here is the old woman Qiu.

Du and the girl Hu Chuling, this little girl nicknamed Jeju, is now the direct disciple of Cui Dongshan, the leader of the sect. On the mountain, she can indeed be regarded as a person who has reached the sky in one step.

According to the old rules and the old tradition passed down from Luopo Mountain, a table was placed at the door. In fact, it was specially prepared by Cui Dongshan for Zhou Mili. It was used as a resting place for the daily mountain patrol. In fact, Qingping

The Jianzong is not well-known for the time being, and has not signed contracts with the major mountains and ferries in Tongye Continent. Since there are no ferries, there are naturally no monks to settle here. This table is just a decoration, but Zhou Mili will be here every day.

I sat there for an hour, chatting with Granny Qiu and Sister Jianju. Due to Qiu Du's Dao roots, the old woman was naturally close to this little cave-dwelling water monster who was born in Yaba Lake in Luzhou, Beiju.

But today after Zhou Mili left the Dongtian Dojo, he patrolled the mountain all the way to the outside of the house. He put the golden pole and the green bamboo staff on the table. Without bothering Aunt Qiu, he boiled a pot of water and made three bowls of tea.

, first gave a bowl each to the old mama and the jealous sister, Xiaomi Li took his own share and left the house, sitting alone on the bench beside the table, his legs hanging in the air, shaking gently, good tea, good tea, the old cook himself

The fried tea leaves are good, and the tea-making skills are even more proficient.

Oh, they complement each other!

Zhou Mili chewed a piece of tea leaf and rubbed his eyes. Is there really a visitor coming? I saw two people coming from a distance, a young man carrying a bamboo box on his back, and a chubby follower-looking man, carrying a parcel across his body, dusty from all the travel.

Like two traveling merchants sleeping in the open air.

Back then, Zhou Mili had seen a lot of people in his hometown of Yaba Lake. Zhou Mili immediately felt close to her. His small face and two sparse and slightly yellow eyebrows seemed to be filled with joy.

She quickly put down the tea bowl, then took off the gold pole and green bamboo cane on the table, and leaned against the bench. Zhou Mili walked forward quickly, but did not run too far out of the room. After standing still, she gently held on with one hand.

The string of the cotton satchel said in a childish voice: "Two distinguished guests, where are you coming from and where are you going? Our place is called Qingshan Ferry and it belongs to the territory of Qingping Sword Sect. I would like to apologize to the guests. The ferry was established not long ago.

There are no ferries for people to travel far away.”

The young man carrying the bamboo box looked at the little water monster with a cotton bag slung across his body, his expression was gentle, and he said softly: "My name is Zhang Zhi, and I am a traveling Bao Zhai. Come here for a stroll instead of taking a ferry to travel far away.

Does the sect have any taboos about landscapes that outsiders should pay attention to?"

Zhou Mili shook his head and said with a smile: "The visitor is a guest, there is no taboo."

In fact, as soon as the truth was spoken, Xiao Mili regretted it. She blamed herself for not being good at business. She just came here to patrol the mountains. There were taboos and rules at the ferry. She had to ask Aunt Qiu and Sister Jianju. It was over, it was over.

How to remedy it, what to do... The little girl in black frowned with two sparse eyebrows, feeling worried. After greeting the two strangers later, she hurriedly asked Aunt Qiu to move reinforcements.

Zhang Zhi smiled and said: "This little immortal master, can you allow us to rest for a moment?"

Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, imitated Sister Nuanshu and said a blessing to them, "Please."

We walked towards the table together, and the fat follower next to Zhang Zhi introduced himself with a smile: "Xiao Xianshi, my name is Wu Shou, fat and thin, my name is Ling Jiao, the ethereal spirit, not the kind of water chestnut you eat.

.”

Zhou Mili quickly replied: "Great Immortal Master, my name is Zhou Mili. The rice grains in the bowl are the ones that can be eaten."

Wu Shou smiled and nodded, glanced at Mi Xuefeng from the corner of his eye, and said in his heart: "Master, Pang Chao is watching from the mountain, but it seems that Pang Chao will not take the initiative to come down the mountain to see the master."

Zhang Zhi replied from the bottom of his heart: "There is nothing to talk about when we meet. It would be nice if we didn't meet each other to avoid embarrassment. Wu Shou, if you can meet that young hidden official, don't bring up the old things again. It won't please you. Don't do it."

It feels like we are coming to collect debts."

The Wu Shou next to me was the talker of Baofengzhai in Baoping Yizhou in the past. In fact, he has some connection with Luolu Mountain, because Wu Shou personally laid the foundation for the earliest Baofengzhai in Niujiaodu with the Song family of Dali.

Wu Shou was too timid and lacked courage, or he just focused on the visible financial opportunities. As a result, within a few years of doing business, he withdrew his staff early and closed the business, leaving only an empty shell, which was considered a bargain.

Together with Beiyue Weibo, Luopo Mountain took over Niujiao Mountain. Since the top of the mountain was owned by others, it was natural that they would also take over the buildings of the Immortal Family. However, for so many years, Luopo Mountain has not really started the ferry business there.

In the beginning, the sect's foundation was weak and they had no goods. Later, they opened up a southeast route from Beiju to Luzhou. As soon as the business started to pick up, the war started. The entire Niujiao Ferry was requisitioned by the Dali military, and the business operation was in trouble.

It was completely stranded. The situation has improved in recent years, but it still lacks a backbone who knows how to plan. Living in seclusion, practicing Taoism, and doing business with others are as separated as a mountain.

Because Wu Shou took it upon himself to withdraw most of the Baofengzhai from Aquarius Continent. Such a thing made him and the Dali Song family unhappy. After that, Baofengzhai completely lost the Aquarius Continent.

As long as the Da Li Song family did not change their tune, Bao Feng Zhai would not dare to open in Aquarius Continent without permission. Even if the country south of Qi Du was gradually restored, Bao Feng Zhai still would not dare to touch this bad luck.

A Xiuhu left and a Yinguan came, not to mention that these two were brothers from the same sect.

Zhou Mili waited until the two merchants were seated and asked, "Mr. Zhang, Master Wu Xian, do you want some tea?"

Wu Shou glanced at the tea bowl on the table. The tea leaves and the water used to brew the tea were neither particular. It was indeed coarse tea. He shook his head and smiled and said, "No need."

Zhang Zhi said, "Excuse me, Master Zhou, please bring me a bowl of hot tea."

Zhou Mili immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Zhang, wait a moment."

Wu Shou said doubtfully: "This little water monster doesn't seem to have a very bright mind. She doesn't seem to be pretending, she is just in the cave realm. She is really the right protector of Luo Po Mountain. Can she be worshiped as a protector? Aren't she afraid of outsiders laughing at her?

"

Zhang Zhi frowned slightly.

A white rainbow flew across the ground. He floated down and sat on a bench. He waved and shouted loudly: "Right Protector, don't forget to count the two bowls for Mr. and me."

In addition, there was another guest in green clothes standing behind Wu Shou, putting a hand on the fat man's shoulder, "My family Zhou Mili is the right protector of Luoluo Mountain. You are an outsider, do you have any opinions?"

It was Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan who were slowly returning to Xiandu Mountain.

Wu Shou was stunned on the spot. Didn't he speak from his heart?
To be continued...