Fushou Mountain, located in a remote and small country in the northern underworld, was named Fushou because it resembled a lying turtle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The trees of Fushou Mountain are lush and green, and the roots of the trees are as deep as dragons in the soil, and the thick trunks of the trees are not hugged by several adults, as if telling the long history of this mountain.

The sky was cloudless, and the warm sunshine poured down like a mother. The breeze blows slightly, leaving spots of sunlight in the shadows of the trees.

At this time, a young man in a sackcloth was carrying a bundle of firewood, walking between the mountain roads, sweating like rain, chattering in his mouth, and looking helpless.

"It's too worthless for a penny. ”

"Alas, after delivering firewood, I have to go to Chen's house to help with short-term work. ”

The young man is about 14 years old, but he is born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and because he walks in the mountains all the year round, his complexion is not as fair as that of the sons and brothers in the city.

The young man's name is Ying Xuan, an orphan, who grew up with an old woodcutter in the mountains, and the two of them made a living by chopping wood in the mountains, and depended on each other for their lives. It's a pity that when he was twelve years old, the old woodcutter's grandfather died of illness, leaving Ying Xuan alone and even more lonely.

Ying Xuan tightened the firewood behind his back and looked up at the sky, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of dazedness.

Since the death of the old woodcutter, in order to survive, Ying Xuan also had to inherit the old woodcutter's career and chop wood for a living. I have to look for opportunities to work part-time jobs everywhere in the county town to fill my stomach.

"When will I be able to get ahead one day, and I won't have to go around all day chopping wood and doing chores. ”

Ying Xuan scratched his head and smiled bitterly, he couldn't help but be annoyed, for a fourteen-year-old boy, what the future is, but he was a little at a loss.

Crawling and rolling in the market all day long, Ying Xuan is the most envious of those who read, especially the old man.

The old man Zhang in the county town, I heard that he recently recruited a new concubine, and what the grandfather said was Yan Ruyu in the book, which was true.

Although Ying Xuan followed his grandfather to read and read when he was a child, he didn't know anything about the scriptures and righteousness, and he was envious of those talented scholars who could ascend to the sky in one step through the imperial examination. It's a pity that the family is poor, there is no gift money, and I can't go to Mr.'s private school.

Thinking of this, Ying Xuan couldn't help but think of the old woodcutter's grandfather, although he was poor, he loved him very much. He touched the turtle shell ornament he wore on his chest, which was the only relic that his grandfather left for him.

"I really can't do it, so I have the cheekiness to learn carpentry from Li Gong, learn a skill, and ask for a daughter-in-law in the future. Ying Xuan couldn't help but think shyly.

Li Gong is the uncle he knew as a short-term worker outside Chen Yuan, he is a carpenter, and the lords in the county town like Li Gong's craft, and Li Gong has made a lot of money with this craft.

Ying Xuan thought about it and couldn't help sighing, his expression became more and more dazed, with anxiety about the future, apprenticeship also got gift money, this day without money, even Chen Yuanwai's dog was not as good.

"It seems that I have to work harder these days, do more chores, and save some money to find Li Gong to learn art. ”

"It's in vain that I'm so handsome, and if I was favored by a rich lady, it would be wonderful. After a while, Ying Xuan couldn't help but think shyly, grinning, this is a young man, troubles come and go quickly, and he always has illusions about life.

After a while, Ying Xuan came to the county seat, looking at the splendid drunken fairy building in front of him, his eyes couldn't help showing a trace of envy, this restaurant is every day, but it is to send firewood, watching the well-dressed old men in and out, Ying Xuan can't help but have a trace of desire in his heart.

When he has money in the future, the master will also come to this drunken immortal building to order it...... A few side dishes to splurge.

Fortunately, even in the East family, as long as a woodcutter brought firewood, he never refused.

"Little woodcutter, it's early today. The young man in the shop rubbed his hands full of oil on the cloth and greeted Ying Xuan.

"Yes, little brother, I will have to go to Chen Yuanwai's house to help with short-term work in a while. ”

After handing over the firewood, settling the account, and holding a penny in his hand, the ideal is happy, but the reality is cruel, this penny is enough to buy two steamed buns, and this lunch has also fallen, and I have to go to Chen Yuanwai's house to do miscellaneous labor for a while.

"Have you heard, the Qingtian Sect has come to the county town to recruit miscellaneous servants!"

"Optimus Sect, is it the Optimus Sect that has immortals in it and can fly around?"

"It's really fake, there are scammers everywhere these days. ”

"What immortals, that is the monks who cultivate immortals, you ordinary people who don't understand. ”

Ying Xuan, who came out of the Drunken Immortal Building, couldn't help but hear a noise on the street, mixed with excitement, amazement, doubt, and longing with contempt.

"Why are you lying to you, it's right there in the square, go and see what the fairy looks like!"

"Immortals, miscellaneous servants. These two words lingered in Ying Xuan's mind for a long time, and if he went to work as a miscellaneous servant for the immortals, he should be paid a lot, at least higher than the remuneration of Chen Yuan's family.

Ying Xuan couldn't help but think of it, full of longing for the future, to make more money as a handyman for the gods, maybe he didn't need to go to Li Gong to learn art, and he could ask for a daughter-in-law.

Thinking of Ying Xuan here, following the footsteps of everyone, he hurriedly ran to the square.

As for going to Chen Yuanwai to do a part-time job, he had already been left behind by the excited Ying Xuan.

I saw that in the square, there was a surge of people, rubbing shoulders, and they all squeezed to the middle, most of them were teenagers of the same age as Ying Xuan.

I finally squeezed in, and I saw a desk in it, and an old man was sitting at the head, the old man had white beard and white hair, and his face was expressionless, and he seemed to really have a little fairy wind bones.

On either side of the old man were two young men in their twenties, their faces were slightly pale, but with a look of arrogance, looking at everyone, looking down on all beings.

"Take your time one by one, don't be noisy, don't come when you're too old to drag your family. ”

As the voice of the old man sounded, the buzz of everyone suddenly became much smaller.

It was Ying Xuan's turn to squeeze forward, and the old man looked up and glanced at it expressionlessly.

"How old are you and what do you do?"

Ying Xuan looked excited, after passing this level, he will be the miscellaneous servants of the gods in the future, and he will soon have a good life and get ahead, thinking about it, he is still a little excited.

"My name is Ying Xuan, I am fourteen years old this year, I can chop wood, I have done miscellaneous labor, I can ......" Before the words fell, he was ruthlessly interrupted by the old man.

"Alright, go to the back and stand. ”

"This, that's it. Ying Xuan was a little incredulous, it was so easy, why don't you ask a few more questions, what is the salary, could it really be a liar.

Ying Xuan stood in the back for a while, looked at the people around him, most of them had excitement and excitement on their faces, and it seemed that they were about to reach the peak of their lives in a short time.

"This time, 1,000 miscellaneous servants were recruited, and the number was full. As soon as the old man's voice fell, those who failed to sign up at the back couldn't help but shout.

The old man's eyes widened, and it seemed that a trace of cold electricity bloomed in his eyes, and everyone was instantly silent, and they couldn't help but remember that this was the legendary monk, like a fairy, and they didn't dare to make a mistake.

The old man led thousands of people out of the county seat, and Ying Xuan also followed behind, and his heart was entangled for a while, while thinking of the days of nourishment in the future, he felt that it was too easy to be afraid of the old man's deception.

Out of the city, the old man waved his hand, the light flashed, and a three-story ship suddenly appeared, which immediately caused everyone to be amazed, and they didn't know how the old man made it.

"This, is this the method of the immortals?" Ying Xuan muttered as he looked at it.

The old man looked at everyone's expressions and was slightly proud.

Immediately, everyone got on the boat, and under the leadership of the old man, they slowly rose into the air and galloped away.

"It's true, it's true, it's really the miscellaneous servants of the gods. Ying Xuan's heart was excited, the old man was not a charlatan, he was really a fairy.

Ying Xuan stood on the big boat, looking at the gradually shrinking mountains and rivers, and his excitement was indescribable.

"In the future, I will go to work as a handyman for the immortals, Qingtianzong is domineering when he hears the name, I don't know how much more the salary will be than Chen Yuan's family, it should be food and shelter. Yingxuan has a beautiful vision for the future in his heart.

Looking at the county seat and Fushou Mountain, which were gradually moving away, Ying Xuan secretly decided in his heart that after doing this miscellaneous service, he must return to his hometown in fine clothes and ask for a daughter-in-law.

Time passed slowly, in Ying Xuan's fantasy, everyone came to a mountain, only to see the green mountains lying across the earth, very long, the mountains are full of clouds and mist, not very clear, instantly added a sense of mystery, there is a bit of fairy atmosphere.

Coming to the mountain, Ying Xuan looked at the building in front of him, and was instantly stunned, and the partners around him were also dumbfounded, with a similar expression to Ying Xuan.

I saw the road loft platform in the place where I looked at the eye, not the legendary soaring into the air, carved beams and painted buildings, thousands of acres of glaze, pavilions and pavilions everywhere, but everywhere......

Broken walls!

Ying Xuan couldn't help but burst into foul language in his heart, this is the so-called Xianjia Cave Mansion, why does it look like this, as if he has experienced a big war.

There were broken roof tiles, beams and pillars everywhere, and the immortal disciples in the mountains were also dazed, and their faces were even paler.

Only a few pavilions at the top of the hill are still intact, and you can see the glorious atmosphere of the past.

The old man who led everyone here also looked a little embarrassed, and there was a trace of anger and helplessness.

Immediately, a middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, claiming to be a deacon in charge of miscellaneous labor, led everyone down.

"100 of you, go and chop wood. ”

"100 of you, go and cook. ”

"A hundred of you, take care of the construction. ”

......

The middle-aged man, that is, the miscellaneous servant steward Ma Dasan, gave instructions to the miscellaneous servants.

And everyone, obviously not relieving themselves, looking at the scene in front of them, they really couldn't digest it, how could this Xianjia Cave Mansion look like this.

After the middle-aged man finished the task of telling everyone, there was no follow-up.

"Deacon Ma, then, how to calculate the construction period and wages?" At this time, a young man said in a loud voice.

"Hmm!" Ma Dasan lengthened his voice, his eyes widening.

"When you come to the Qingtian Sect, you are a member of the Qingtian Sect, how can you have the construction period and salary, you have to think about serving the sect and contributing to it, you can't always hold on to the small profits in your heart!" Ma Dasan seemed to be a little angry, and said righteously.

"Of course, the sect is not single-minded, there will still be some that should be, three meals a day, right now, I want you to tide over the difficulties with the sect, and the sect will not treat you badly. Ma Dasan said in a blink of an eye.

"Even, it will give you a great creation. Speaking of this, Ma Dasan lengthened his voice again and paused, with a hint of mystery, which attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing this, Ma Dasan was extremely satisfied.

"Although you are a handyman, but you are also a part of the Qingtian Sect, can the sect treat you badly, and will also give you the opportunity to practice, one person and one booklet, come and come, after receiving it, those who have successfully participated in enlightenment can become disciples of the sect, and from then on, it is no longer a dream to glorify the ancestors, and it is no longer a dream to return to the hometown, but a reality, understand, do you understand?"

Ma Dasan seemed to be very excited when he said this, and the pockmarks on his face seemed to be full of brilliance, and he talked endlessly to everyone.

Immediately, his face changed again.

"However, if you can't complete the task and don't do a good job, hehe, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Speaking of this, Ma Dasan smiled coldly, and the hearts of everyone who laughed trembled.

Under the combination of soft and hard, seeing that everyone was fooled successfully, Ma Dasan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he couldn't help crying in his heart, Lao Tzu also wanted to escape from this Qingtian Sect. Thinking of the scene a few days ago, the fear in Ma Dasan's heart lingered for a long time.