The two boys each took a broom and pretended to be there, while Lou Xiaoyi closed the tower door, walked out from the top floor, and flew straight to the town.
Ordinary mortals cannot stay in the tower for a long time. Too much spiritual power is harmful to mortals. The two of them have a small house next to the stone tower. This is the rule.
Lou Xiaoyi hovered over Spearhead Town, quietly watching this ordinary human town. The smoke rising from the kitchens was intertwined with the clouds at high altitudes, making it seem like a fairyland on earth.
He has his own way of getting to know a land and people; he also has his own way of how to survive and practice in this place, so why bother asking others how they do it?
He found a small wine shop. He didn't want to go to a big restaurant just because of his outfit, especially the sword case on his back, which was too eye-catching. He had no intention of taking it off. Since he could only be his sword cultivator now, he had to maintain it.
He has developed the habit of keeping the sword case with him at all times, just like the sword ball of the inner sword is always on standby in the Niwan Palace. He cannot take it off just because it looks different, even if he finds it ugly.
This is a small wine shop filled with the smell of sweaty feet and low-quality spirits. He thought that he could get closer to life by doing this, but he was wrong. Those who can throw themselves into such a place and still feel comfortable must be an expert.
But he is not,
So he walked in the increasingly bustling night market in the town, looking for some snacks to fill his belly. This feeling was more comfortable than being in a restaurant. He was not addicted to alcohol, but only did it occasionally on occasions; nor was he addicted to smoking, although he was
There are many old smokers in the dome; he is not fond of meat... In fact, he is a bit dull in his life, this is a habit.
Then he saw the candied haws skewers, and remembered his weakness. Under the surprised gaze of the vendor, he bought the straw target together. This is a good thing, it can relieve dizziness!
The entire night market is several miles long and full of peace, with no thieves or thieves. The vendors are friendly and eager to give away their goods to the customers for free. The diners refuse to accept, and they are eager to give ten cents for five cents!
Gentle, elegant, humble and polite, like a world of great governance and a land of peach blossoms!
He knew that it was the sword box that caused the trouble! It seemed that there was a strange charm that turned everyone into saints in an instant!
From this point alone, we can see the character of the previous Xuanyuan Guard - he hates evil as much as he hates it!
There is no point in continuing to go shopping. When everyone faces you with a mask, you will feel bored! He really wants to know if he would visit this night market if he came here every day.
Yellow?
As he was about to walk out of the night market, he finally met someone who was sincere to him. A seven or eight-year-old girl looked at him with tears in her eyes. She held the woman's hand and cried:
"That's him, that's him! He bought up all the candied haws on the street..."
Lou Xiaoyi looked at this gentle woman in embarrassment. She was dressed like a woman. Due to the changes in her youth, he seemed unable to accurately judge her age. He was not disgusted enough to use cultivation methods.
She is said to be young, but there are traces of time running through the corners of her eyes; she is said to be middle-aged, but her tight skin is more fragile than that of a young lady.
She can be considered a practitioner, but her level is very low, and she is just barely able to practice qi. There are many situations like her in the mortal world, where she feels qi for various reasons, and fails to do so for various reasons.
Keep at it, to be precise, you are just a little stronger than ordinary mortals,
"Although I bought this, I haven't eaten it yet!"
He conjured two bunches of candied haws from his hand like a magic trick, stuffed them into the girl's hand, and immediately stopped her crying.
The woman smiled apologetically, and her words and deeds showed everyone's style. She took out four cents from her embroidered ribbon and handed it over. Lou Xiaoyi shook his head, laughed, turned and left,
This small town at the foot of the mountain also has such elegant and outstanding people...
Early the next morning, more than a dozen people climbed the mountain. Although the majority of them were elderly, as mountain people, none of them paid much attention to such a mountain.
Lou Xiaoyi did not go down to greet them, let alone Corporal Li Xian, to meet everyone in the town. Where should he sit and say something? As the monk guarding Xuanyuan, he must have his own dignity and be approachable depending on the occasion.
Many people still accept this kind of thing like Xianwei. You act like a mortal and don’t distinguish between food and accommodation. This will make some people lose their sense of awe and give rise to some thoughts that they shouldn’t have.
Think about it.
These dozen people are all the people in charge of the town. Lou Xiaoyi didn't bother to identify their so-called official positions one by one. He only knew that the old man at the head was the long history here, then there were the assistant officials and the young history, and then there were the messy officials.
Fa Cao, Gong Cao, Cang Cao, Hu Cao, Thief Cao, Bing Cao, etc.
The total population of Spear Point Town is nearly 100,000. The town is relatively large and the city is relatively small. It is up to them to maintain order, laws, and daily operations. It is not easy to avoid big troubles.
Although everyone seems to be full of fat and fat, this is a reality that cannot be changed and cannot be eliminated.
In the world of five-ring cultivation, mortals in power have the advantage that they don’t have to worry about war and natural disasters! So they don’t need to recruit too many soldiers, as long as they can maintain local security.
Here, wars between mortals cannot be fought, because the monks will solve everything; the mountain spirits and water monsters cannot cause trouble, the monks will solve it themselves; natural disasters are also dealt with by the monks, so it is actually relatively easy.
Of course, there is basically no upward development prospect. The place where they die is their only destination, so it is understandable that they eat fat. They have no ideals. If they don't eat and drink, what else can they do?
Chang Shi’s surname is Wang, and he is the patriarch of the largest family in the town. This is generally the habit of cultivation sects in selecting mortal managers. Big families always speak more effectively and have many advantages that small families cannot compare with. This is a reality and cannot be ignored.
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Although the master may not read it, Chang Shi still ordered someone to submit the list of Spear Point Town, the rule of law, criminals, and other things related to basic people's livelihood. This is polite and a way to express surrender.
As expected, the master did not even look at it, and it was not like Lou Xiaoyi. Any of the guarding monks, from Spear Point Town, or from other places, or from Erhai Lake in the southeast region, would not look at it. Whoever looks at it would be stupid!
This is just a ritual.
I chatted with everyone for half an hour, mainly about the customs and customs of Spearhead Town, and the atmosphere was very good. The locals only talked about the good things, and the master only listened to the good things. It was a pleasant experience.
Before leaving, the village elders asked their master to lecture them. It was funny for a group of half-grown old men to listen to a young man lecture them, but how could they see through the monk's age?
"I have nothing to say, just two points.
Regarding people's livelihood, let alone prosperity, it is not difficult to provide food for the people. There is no superiority or exorbitant levy of miscellaneous taxes. It would not be appropriate if there are still bones on the street...
The rule of law cannot be perfect, but as long as you remember to keep people on the line, you probably won’t make any mistakes...
In short, if you don’t cause trouble for me, I won’t cause trouble for you.
