In fact, Liu Wu is not mistaken, Xu Bai does have ideas, but the so-called ideas are not about sweeping men.

He is very interested in the identity of the sweeping man, but he is more interested in the identity than the broom in the sweeping man's hand.

The sweeping man just now was silent, running directly from the first floor to the second floor, and under Xu Bai's vigilance, of course, he saw the broom in the sweeping man's hand.

The broom looks very ordinary, it is the kind of broom that is usually used, it is very old, and it doesn't cost much to buy a new one.

But the same thing, in the eyes of different people, represents different values.

When Xu Bai saw the broom for the first time, he found that a golden progress bar appeared on the broom's position.

What is Xu Bai's main concern?

No need to ask at all, of course it's a progress bar.

So far, Xu Bai is still thinking about the golden progress bar, and subconsciously ignores the identity of the sweeping man.

There is a sequence in everything, and the golden progress bar is placed in front, which is Xu Bai's true thoughts.

"What do we do next?" Liu Wu asked.

I waited for a long time, but no one answered.

The alley was quiet, quiet.

The reason why Xu Bai didn't answer was because he was here to help, and it was not appropriate to do the thing of Xuanbin to take the master, and he was still playing the idea of the broomstick.

After a while, Wuhua said, "Let's go back first, I have to send a message to the Heavenly Supervisor, things have exceeded expectations, and something will change."

It's also strange that the sweeping men are extraordinarily strong, but they don't chase them, but at least it's safe for now.

All in all, something unforeseen has happened here, and Wuhua must hurry up and pass the news to the Heavenly Supervisor.

"You can go back with us, too." Liu Fu said to Xu Bai: "If something really happens, the three of us can still take care of it together."

With this strange incident today, if the three of them act separately, the danger will be greatly increased.

Just like in a horror movie, the one who puts the order will always die the fastest.

Three people can only be clenched into fists together, and they will only be broken by each one when they are separated, they are all smart people, and they naturally figure out how to solve it is the best.

Xu Bai nodded.

Just at this time, he was also able to give the sutra to the liver, and then think about how to get that broom.

After a few people finished discussing, they didn't say much, and took advantage of the dark night to rush to Liufu.

After a short time, they returned to Liufu.

And Xu Bai lived in a room without flowers, and wrote a letter, asking Liu Wu to hand over to the dart bureau tomorrow.

The content of the letter roughly said that he would go out for a few days, and Liu Er would be responsible for the affairs in the dart game.

After everything was finished, Xu Bai lay on the bed, holding the Buddhist scriptures in his hands, and began to liver progress bar.

The guest room in Liufu is very large, and Liu Wu took an extra set of mattresses, and Wuhua took the initiative to ask for a bunk.

In Wuhua's words, he was involved in this matter, and no matter how he said it, he couldn't let Xu Bai sleep on the ground.

Xu Bai was not hypocritical, and slept decisively on the bed.

As for why you don't open one more room, now that it's the dead of night, opening one more room will lead to unnecessary trouble, after all, there are many people in Liufu.

Since returning to the room, Wuhua has been writing with a brush, and after a short time, he has written a long note.

"How are you going to deliver the message?" Xu Bai's gaze did not leave the Buddhist scriptures, and he did not raise his head.

"Tomorrow, the little monk will go to the Yin Post and let the people of the Yin Post deliver the letter." Wuhua explained.

"Yinyi?" Xu Bai heard a new term again, and suddenly became interested.

Listening to the name, it seems to mean a post station.

But with the addition of the word "yin" in front, it seems extraordinary.

"Ordinary people take the official post, and the people in the rivers and lakes and others take the yin post and do not interfere with each other." Wuhua said: "Yin Yi can also deliver news for the Heavenly Supervisor."

Xu Bai put down his hand and said thoughtfully: "His Majesty the Emperor is really willing to pay for his blood."

Just by explaining this, he already roughly understood what it meant.

The so-called Yin Post is a post station that is diametrically opposed to the official post and does not disturb ordinary people.

In Xu Bai's opinion, this is an extremely important move.

For a country, the caravan is also an extremely important institution.

The main function is to transmit and rest, and there are post stations on the main transportation routes leading to all parts of the country, providing food and lodging for officials who come and go, as well as food and lodging for messengers and official documents.

There are three ways to post stations, namely picking up and dropping off envoys, flying to report military information, and transferring military materials, and post stations are also divided into three categories, including post stations, delivery stations, and express delivery shops.

The setting started from the capital and radiated from all directions, all over the country, and these were established by the government.

In particular, the transmission of military information and the maintenance of military stability are indispensable to the post station.

Of course, these are all about the official post.

What Xu Bai didn't expect was that the emperor also set up another Yin Station.

Don't underestimate this Yin Yi, the manpower and material resources spent are unimaginable, covering the entire range of Great Chu, and the emperor's courage can be imagined.

"Your Majesty's courage is really the only thing you can see in the life of a young monk." Wuhua sighed: "The little monk once said that someone said that the Yin Yi cost too much, and His Majesty only said one sentence, and then blocked the mouths of the people in the world."

"Oh?" Xu Bai said with interest: "What words?"

"Your Majesty said that if all the people in the world are disrupted by the people of the rivers and lakes because of a post station, then it is my fault." No ikebana.

Xu Bai touched his chin: "That's right."

This emperor is a bit interesting, it seems to block the mouths of the people, but in fact, he has also stabilized his power.

Yinyi not only maintains the stability of the people, but also can alleviate the pressure of traffic congestion and deliver a more convenient and smoother passage.

If it is smooth, then it will be able to attack the enemy first.

"Donor, do you want to observe the Buddhist scriptures overnight?" Wuhua asked.

Xu Bai nodded.

Originally, he didn't like the liver progress bar at night, because he had to ensure that his mental state was always at the best time, but now the situation was different, and the sweeping man gave him a little pressure.

"How about the little monk knocking the wooden fish on the donor?" Wuhua said with a smile.

It's hard to meet someone who has the right appetite and has a common hobby for each other, and it's still a Jianghu person.

Don't look at Wuhua in the Vajra Temple, there seem to be a lot of companions, but he left the Vajra Temple early and worked under the Jiantian Division, and rarely met someone like Xu Bai.

"Knock it." Xu Bai thought that he was bored with the liver progress bar alone, and it would be better to have a sound.

Wuhua stood up, took out the wooden fish from the cabinet, put it on the table and tapped it gently.

The sound is extensive, full of Buddha nature, and with the sandalwood lit in the room, it is even more dense.

Xu Bai listened to the sound of the wooden fish and continued to watch the Buddhist scriptures.

……

The nights are getting cooler.

Outside the Spring Rain Pavilion.

A man with a broom walks out quietly.