MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 11. Storybook

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"This year's snow can be really early." Yuqimen opened the shopkeeper in the city of Yucheng and started to walk into the shop. The guys in the store were already cleaning and nodded. "The weather is cold and hard for you." ”

Most of the folks in the store are from the locals of Yucheng. Although he is only a disciple of Yumenmen, in the eyes of these guys, the monks who can enter the gates are very remarkable. The management is just a polite one, so that these buddies are fully motivated and strive to get more rewards at the end of the year.

The shopkeeper took over the hot tea brewed by the buddy. I just got ready to drink two. I saw a man and a woman walking outside the door. The man wore a white robe with red and silver robes. The woman’s looks are still young and wearing a raw hem skirt. With a simple hanging hang, I haven't entered the store yet, and I have two smiles on my face.

"The two guests invited." When the treasurer saw the clothes on the man, he knew that this was a pro-disciple of Yunhuamen who took the younger sister or the younger generation to buy things. He repaired it low and could not see the revision of the pro-disciple. For the sake of this, it seems that this little girl who looks like a teenager is still too shallow.

"The treasurer, the Lingshi exchange coupon for the New Year's Eve last year, can you redeem it now?" asked the little girl.

"Nature is capable." The shopkeeper smirked warmly. "As long as you come over on New Year's Eve this year, you can use it. Please give the coupon to you, and I will exchange it for you."

The shopkeeper did not pose a face because the other party just came to change the Lingshi. First, because Yucheng was the boundary of Yunhuamen. Although Yunhuamen acted with enthusiasm, the martial art was very united, even the rabbits that were anxious. To bite people, let alone Yunhuamen, one of the top ten gates in Lingxiaojie. The second is to make a fortune with money. He is a Zongmen who is assigned to work as a treasurer in the city, not to be perfect, at least not to make trouble. Anyway, the Lingshi, which was redeemed by the guests, was sent out by Zongmen.

Rao is the treasurer who pays attention to the enthusiasm, but after receiving a bunch of redemption vouchers, the smile on his face is still somewhat stiff. Didn't all the disciples of Yunhuamen on New Year's Eve go to the street to pick up the kits, how can there be more than 500 Lingshi exchanges?

"Please wait a moment." The treasurer took out a scorpion Lingshi, which contained five hundred Lingshi, and took out dozens of pieces from another box before handing it to the little girl.

"There is this." After the little girl put all the Lingshi into the storage bag, she took out a redemption voucher, which was actually a set of exchange vestments.

The treasurer holding the redemption voucher is a little trembling, but he is one of the top ten treasurers in Zongmenli. It is the glory of Qinglantang. It is absolutely impossible to reveal half-point emotions at this moment: "Please go downstairs to pick up the guests."

He thought that the little girl would pick a favorite vestment of the current female monks, who knows that the little girl chose a men's clothing, and she is happy to go downstairs. Before the other party left, he faintly saw the other side of the embroidered side of the clothes, it seems to be wearing a white background with a silver-plated sash.

Rumor has it that Yunhuamen received a very young pro-disciple at the beginning of this year. Is this this little girl?

"Two brothers, I found that the people here seem to respect you very much." He walked down the street, and from time to time saw the people paying tribute to Tanfeng, and even some people wanted to give them a fruit, but they were rejected by the brothers and sisters.

"These people do not respect me, but respect my clothes, specifically our teachers." Tan Fengdao, "The people of this city are under the blessing of Yunhuamen, and many land in the suburbs belong to Our sects. Zongmen has always been kind to the people, only a small part of the rent, in the days of the natural disaster, the Zongmen will help the disaster, so everyone is very good. Although we Yunhuamen can only be in the top ten The second-to-last row, but there are many people who want to settle in the city. It is not easy for the people in other places to take the residence registration of our city. Every year, the identity of the people is reviewed and it takes a lot of energy."

This is why I understand that they are the biggest landlord in Yucheng.

"Some buildings on the street are also built by our sects. Foreigners come here to do business, buy pavements or rent them." Tan Feng gave a brief introduction to the boundaries of Yunhuamen. "So we can count on the city." The whole place in Lingxiao is the most popular place for ordinary people."

Although there are many monks in Lingxiaojie, but ordinary people account for the majority of the total population. When Yunhuamen manages Yucheng, he pays great attention to the comfort of ordinary people. Therefore, the reputation of ordinary people is very good, and the people in Yucheng are even more Huamen is highly respected.

After listening to the second division’s power distribution of Yunhuamen, he shook his head and said: “If my father is an emperor, I can have half of the generosity of Yunhuamen, and I will not destroy the foundation of the old Ji’s family for hundreds of years. Once the ruin is destroyed, it can be counted as a retribution, but it is a pity that thousands of people have suffered."

Tan Feng already knew the identity of the princess who died in the country. Listening to her tone, she thought of the fact that she was dead. This kind of heart is really suitable for repairing.

He patted his shoulders and said nothing to comfort him.

He smiled at Tanfeng and turned to see a study, and went over there. Tanfeng hesitated for a moment and had to smile with a smile.

The boss of the study saw two people, and he greeted with enthusiasm: "The two fairys please look inside and look slowly."

I flipped through the bookshelf, all kinds of books and ghosts, and the magical biography of the powerful, the plot was thrilling, so she could not let go.

Chenghai Zongmingfeng is a real person with one to ten, no one can stop, awesome.

Zhao Bozong’s newly-received disciple, Li Bo, has five spiritual roots. Just ten years after his introduction, he has already become a master of the foundation. He has spent more than a hundred people in the magic gate of the women’s young children’s alchemy overnight.

Twilight Zong Zhongkai is a ten-year-old refining man. At the age of eighteen, he built a base. A sword can destroy half of the mountain. Once he killed the enemy, his body is nine feet long. His eyes are like electricity, and his viewers are not full of students. Cold, now only three hundred years old, is already a distracting power.

Nine feet...

He looked at the door of the book, and this person must bend over when he enters the door. There are also eyes like electricity, that looks... it’s really unique. It’s really regrettable that it’s not so good to make up for the ugly thing.

Put down these books and squat in the corner to see a sign that says fifty cents a pound. There is a yellowed text in it, the author is the same person, called a wonderful pen, and I don’t know how long it has been put on. The area is thick and gray.

"The treasurer, how are these books so cheap?" He flipped through the book, and the writing was quite good.

"Those?" The shopkeeper said that the truth was inside in front of others, but the people of Yunhuamen had one to say one, two said two. "These plots are still unreasonable, and everyone does not like to watch. I listened to another boss who said that this wonderful writer is probably a rich and young master. He always feels that his story is first-class and good. He often lets his free books to sell to the study, and also sends a spiritual stone to the study. We do business. How can I go through with Lingshi? Every time at the end of the year, I will treat all the books at the lowest price. When I have finished the sale, I will send the message to the next person. The book is sold well, and there is no one left. A reward for money. This kind of hello is a good thing for me. It’s fine to do more. The paper on this book is especially good. It’s not easy to get back the snack tea. If no one buys it at the end of the year, I will take it back. I gave the neighbors a bag of tea."

I took a picture of the thick dust on the book, and some of them hurt this wonderful pen. He certainly didn't know that the self-righteous story was no one to appreciate. The only thing worthy of praise was not the book content, but the paper quality was good, and it was possible to take tea.

"These I bought." Incited the heart of compassion, and took out a piece of spiritual stone and handed it to the treasurer.

"Where can you ask for your money, if you like it, take it back and you will get it." The shopkeeper waved his hands again and again. Usually, everyone is often taken care of by Yunhuamen. If you can’t sell it, you will still collect money. His conscience will hurt.

"How can you not collect money in such a big pile?" He shook his head. "You are not easy."

Perhaps it is because her father has done too much, and he is not able to take advantage of the half-shared minds of ordinary people. When the night is quiet, she often feels that the conscience of the last two generations of the old Ji family will probably grow on her.

The treasurer resigned, but had to take the Lingshi, and sent the brothers and sisters out of the door.

"Sister, the brother said, let you read less." Tan Feng looked at the sister to put a bunch of words into the storage bag, whispered, "If it is known by the brothers, we both must criticize. ”

"Hey." He took a picture of the storage bag and said nothing happened. "You don't say, I don't say, the master does not know."

Tan Feng: ...

Seeing that the sturdy sergeant learned to sneak a peek at the book, this is not the fault of the younger sister, but the feng shui of Yunhuamen is not good.

A few days later, the retreat of the forgotten clothes put on the vestments of the new work, and went to the peaks and walked around. Everyone said that it was the clothes that the little apprentice sent him. The little girl liked the flashy clothes. He was the master. The pity of her filial piety can only be changed to make her happy.

The peaks were disgusted by his flaunting face, and he could not stand on the mountain with a sign that "forgetting and the evil spirits can't enter." Forgetting to forget is as if you don’t know that the peaks are disgusted by him. One day, I can’t wait to sway ten times on each mountain, and the heads of the peaks will turn back to their own disciples.

The eleven-year-old girl knows to give something to Master. The apprentice who has lived for hundreds of years is not as good as a child. What do you want to do?

The pro-disciples often listened to the example of the master's apprentice, and they adapted well. When the master finished, he followed the apprentices of others, causing the peaks to almost smash the cup.

When the peak owners admire and hate, they cultivated a breakthrough in the three layers of refining, and with the New Year's Eve coming, the disciples who did not retreat began to relax. The cockroaches infected by this lazy atmosphere, hiding in the Dongfu, silently found out the words of the wonderful pen.

At the beginning of the story, it was the revenge of the door. All the protagonists had betrayed him. The protagonist was forced to jump over the cliff, and then he found a magical fairy cheat. He became a master, not close to any female color, and defeated the world invincible. Hand, flying into a fairy.

I am so fascinated that I feel that this book is really wonderful.

The people in the realm of comprehension really didn’t appreciate the ability. So good-looking words, no one bought it.