More than a month has passed since we left Zhaori Mountain.
At this time, the day-to-day ratio is much higher than expected.
In this secluded place within the realm of gods, several families of common people have moved in without realizing it.
Xia Shang passed by several houses on his way back, and what he found was unexpected.
Almost everyone here builds their houses at the foot of Zhaori Mountain, facing the sect land on the mountain across Yingyue Lake.
Among them, three or two households' courtyards have begun to be completed, but there are also three or two households whose courtyards only have one frame, and people are busy building new houses.
If the previous Zhaori Mountain was too fairy-like, seeing a few more houses at the foot of the mountain just added a human touch that was not there, and the scenes echoed each other and became more harmonious.
Shangguan Chan and other foreign guests had never seen such beautiful scenery of fairy mountains. As soon as they entered it and saw Zhaori Mountain and Yingyue Lake, they all praised it and marveled that there could be such a fairyland in the world?
Yue Yanzhi was even more filled with emotion. If he hadn't recovered, he would have lost his temper and would have expressed his feelings by reciting poems here.
However, Xia Shang saw that the people at the foot of the mountain were a little uncomfortable, and thought that this place was originally a large array. As long as it was driven a little, the place could be hidden. At that time, people inside could not get out and people from outside could not get in. As a member of the Ming Cult,
It is a good thing that the headquarters can move in and out freely.
But now that more people have settled in, if there is a last resort and the formation needs to be opened in the future, wouldn't it mean that the people of this generation will be trapped here together? And they are deforestation indiscriminately, and it is impossible to guarantee that one day the formation will be touched.
, will it destroy the formation?
When Xian'er saw these households, she also raised her eyebrows and muttered: "Hey, when did all the residents move here? I have to go and ask."
Xian'er regarded this place as her own home, but when someone else suddenly came to her own territory, she, the owner, was a little unhappy.
Seeing Xian'er angrily going to a house, Xia Shang didn't stop him. He thought it was time to go over and explore the situation, so he said to a few people around him: "You guys can rest here for now, I'll go over and take a look."
At this time, Xian'er had already gone to a courtyard, and a young woman walked out of the house, holding a baby under one year old in her arms.
Seeing the baby, Xian'er's staring eyes became much gentler, and her voice became a little softer:
"Who are you? How come you live here?"
Xian'er's appearance was extraordinary, and her temperament was different from that of ordinary people. The civilian woman looked a little frightened when she saw her, and her voice shrank: "This is my home, you... who are you?"
"Who am I?" Xian'er pointed to the huge flag pulled out from the mountain wall in the distance, "Did you see it? Mingjiao! This is the territory of our Mingjiao, and you didn't even say hello and just moved in?"
"Mingjiao..." Upon hearing this, the civilian woman's face changed, and she knelt on the ground timidly, "It turns out she is the fairy girl of Mingjiao, me, me, me... I have eyes but cannot see Mount Tai..."
"Hey, hey... I didn't do anything to you, why are you kneeling down?" Xian'er frowned, a little confused by the civilian woman's actions.
At this time Xia Shang came over, and Xian'er explained repeatedly: "Sir, I didn't do anything, and I didn't scare her."
Xia Shang nodded, signaled Xian'er to step back, and then walked to the woman: "Get up and talk, don't scare the child."
The civilian woman met Xia Shang and found that he was an elegant and kind young man. Her nervousness calmed down a little, and she stood up and took a few steps back.
Xia Shang introduced himself: "I am Xia Chunqiu, the leader of Mingjiao. The general helm of Mingjiao is on Zhaori Mountain. Although you live at the foot of the mountain, you can be regarded as living on the territory of Mingjiao. Because there were no private houses here before, so I came here.
Look, it doesn’t mean anything else.”
"The leader of the Ming Cult..." The civilian woman swallowed hard, thinking to herself that this young man should be a famous figure in the world, otherwise he wouldn't be the leader, right?
"We don't know... we have only been here for a few days. If there is any offense, we will move out when the child's father comes back. Master, please don't..."
"Don't be afraid." Xia Shang tried his best to show his kindness, "Although we are a martial arts sect, we are also reasonable people. Since you have already built a house here, there is no need to move out. Who doesn't have one yet?
Isn’t it the neighborhood leader?”
"That's right..." The civilian woman nodded repeatedly.
"But after all, the territory of Mingjiao cannot be compared with ordinary villages. There are always some differences. There are some rules that I have to explain clearly."
"If the leader has any rules, just tell us and we will definitely abide by them.
That’s it.”
Xia Shang thought for a while: "Let's do this. Tomorrow I will ask the subordinates in the teaching to bring all of you to the mountain. One is to explain the rules, and the other is to let everyone get to know each other."
Although the civilian woman was a little worried, she could only nod.
After saying that, Xia Shang said hello to Xian'er and left the residence.
"Sir, do you really want to keep them all?"
"There is no way around it. Sooner or later, if you drive them away, others will come. Instead of chasing them away one after another, it is better to open the door and set the rules to avoid getting a reputation of being exclusive. Our Mingjiao is not a demon.
The way of heretics can just use the common people to establish a good reputation. If a small village can be formed here in the future, the common people can help the Mingjiao deal with some daily chores, such as chopping wood, cooking pots, cooking, buying clothes, etc.
, and also save some time for our congregation.”
Xian'er nodded: "Young master, let it be whatever you say."
After returning to the team, Xia Shang looked at Yue Yanzhi who was lying on the trailer, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yue, the people here all moved here spontaneously. It can be seen that the mountains and rivers here nourish people, why? With your elegant and refined temperament,
Xingzi, are you also looking forward to spending your whole life alone among such mountains and rivers?"
Yue Yanzhi couldn't move on the trailer and didn't answer. He just looked at the scenery around him in a daze.
"Master, your land is so beautiful!" Hua Wuguo shouted and jumped for joy. The little girl had never seen such a beautiful place.
Xia Shang smiled: "Do you like it?"
"like."
"Then I would like to advise your master to stay here and be her leader's wife with peace of mind. You can be the senior sister of the Ming Cult here."
Xiao Nizi didn't mind such a suggestion. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly saw the dissatisfied look in her master's eyes and swallowed what she wanted to say back into her stomach.
After walking forward for more than a quarter of an hour, we arrived at the ferry at Yingyue Lake. The Mingjiao disciple in charge of the ferry was still snoring on the boat.
The people on the boat were disturbed by their sweet dreams and almost went crazy, but when they turned around and saw Xian'er, they quickly knelt on the ground like a mouse seeing a cat: "It turns out that Miss Xian'er is back."