The town was full of people and noisy, and a little boy was dressed plainly, his clothes were old and patched, but they were still very clean.

He saw a group of people in front of him chattering about something around a wall, and his curiosity prompted him to squeeze over to find out. I only heard what everyone was talking about - mortals can become immortals, there is a lack of immortals in the heavenly court, how happy it is to become an immortal, and the fake ones are too outrageous...... The little boy didn't understand such words.

In his cognition, the word fairy is just a legend from his parents, and no one has ever seen what a real fairy looks like, let alone talked about becoming an immortal, so he has always felt that the fairy is just a beautiful mythical story, even if there is really a fairy, it is very far away from himself, and he will not be able to witness it in his life.

On the wall surrounded by everyone, there was an announcement, probably the content of which was that the Heavenly Court Immortals were short of manpower, and they needed to pass some items in the mortal world to take the exam, and find a few people who had passed the exam and had both ability and political integrity to cultivate, and if they passed the assessment, they could become immortals. The most important thing is that this exam is absolutely fair and just, from the dignitaries and dignitaries, down to the common people, and even the beggars on the street or the slaves of the rich, you can sign up, no matter what background, you can have a fair competition, as long as you do it, you can go.

Many people think that someone may be boring, so they deliberately make up this kind of absurd and ridiculous thing to make up a mystery for everyone, so that everyone can have some fun, so that everyone can have fun. After all, who would believe in such a thing? Heavenly Court Recruits Immortals? Is the West Heaven still recruiting Buddhas? Everyone has a skeptical attitude towards the existence of immortals, not to mention that mortals can pass a few exams and become immortals.

The crowd quickly dispersed, leaving the little boy alone. At this time, this announcement is very clear, the official seal of this announcement is completely different from the official seal of the imperial court that you usually see, as if someone has made a fake, but shouldn't the fraud be the same as most of it, only a little different? But now this announcement is completely like an inferior and perfunctory fraud, and it can't be said that it doesn't look like it, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with the truth.

When the little boy looked closely, there was a man in the crowd behind him, dressed in plain clothes, with an angular face, clear and resolute eyes, although he was very thin, he did not give people a feeling of weakness.

At this moment, he looked at the wall with the announcement on his face expressionlessly, and slowly his eyes became a little more puzzled. Seeing that there was only one little boy left alone looking at the announcement, he slowly walked towards the boy.

The little boy felt the person behind him, raised his head and leaned back to see the man's face, expressionless but not far away, to be precise, there was no sense of distance.

The little boy turned around and raised his innocent little face: "Brother, there is a shortage of immortals in the heavenly court?" Is it true that mortals can become immortals? ”

"What do you think?" The man smiled softly, and the fleeting smile quickly returned to expressionlessness.

"I think it's true." The little boy giggled.

The man was stunned, but still expressionless, and squatted down to face the boy: "Why?" The tone was noticeably softer.

"Because my mother goes to the Nuwa Niangniang Temple every year to burn incense and ask Nuwa Niangniang to bless her, but it has never been realized, there must be few people, so Nuwa Niangniang is very busy and can't take care of our family." The boy's tone was childish.

The man smiled all of a sudden, his smile was bright, and it was not easy for such a smile to appear on his face.

The man laughed, reached out and touched the boy's head, and asked kindly, "Then can you tell my brother what your mother is praying for?" ”

"It's a request that Nuwa Niangniang can cure my sister's illness." The boy blinked wide-eyed.

"What's wrong with your sister? If you are sick, you should go to the doctor, how can you go to Nuwa Niangniang? The man was puzzled.

The boy lowered his head, as if remembering something sad, looked at the ground and slowly spoke: "My mother said that my sister's illness can only be cured if she goes to the capital, there is no rule of law in a place like ours, no doctor will cure my sister's illness, and our family doesn't have so much silver to go to the capital." ”

The man pondered for a while, and told the boy seriously: "Don't worry, your sister will be fine, go home quickly." ”

Watching the little boy jump away, the man muttered to himself: There is still a lot of suffering in the world.

As soon as the man wanted to turn around, he was tapped on the shoulder from behind.

"Xuanyuan Shangxian," the person who patted him called excitedly.

"Shh Xuan Yuan hurriedly covered his mouth, both worried and angry: "What are you shouting?" Are you afraid that others will not know who we are? Don't forget the instructions given to us by the Mixed Yuan Tianzun. ”

The people who were covered quickly looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to them, so they were relieved, and muttered in a low voice: "I haven't forgotten, didn't I just come to the world and suddenly didn't pay attention?" Grabbing Xuanyuan's arm and shaking it, "Okay, Brother Xuanyuan, I won't be like this in the future." ”

It was a woman who spoke, and she was also dressed in plain and elegant clothes, obviously looking like a girl, but she didn't feel a little girlish breath from her.

"Okay, junior sister, I just hope you can pay attention in the future and don't reveal our identities." Xuanyuan's tone was softer.

The woman was happy when she heard this, "Got it, Brother Xuanyuan." He turned his head and looked at the announcement posted on the wall, as if he remembered something, "Brother Xuanyuan, why doesn't anyone seem to read the announcement we posted?" ”

"People don't believe it." Xuanyuan sighed helplessly, "Senior Sister Ruoshui, Master has entrusted us with such an important task, we can't let him down, we must think of a way to make people believe in us and actively sign up for our exam." ”

Ruoshui looked at the bustling crowd and was a little puzzled: "The world is so tired, and they have to experience birth, old age, sickness and death, how painful, why don't they want to become immortals?" ”

"It's not that they don't want to, it's that they don't believe it! It's not believed! Xuanyuan was a little helpless.

"If you don't believe it, what should I do? and not to reveal our identity, but to make them believe us, to sign up for our exams, and to ......"

Xuanyuan interrupted her: "Actually, it's normal for them not to believe it, because many people have never seen immortals in their lives, and in their eyes, immortals are legends and don't exist at all, so how can people believe it just by a handwritten announcement?" ”

Ruoshui tilted his head: "Then what should we do?" ”

Xuanyuan lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Ruoshui's eyes lit up: "We can use money." ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and Ruoshui also understood Xuanyuan's meaning in an instant, and nodded quickly.

If the water goes to make money, after all, there is no money in the sky, and Xuanyuan will go to do his own business alone.