"Su Xing, right?" The steward surnamed Chen looked Su Xing up and down, hesitated a little, glanced at the waist card of Lin Xixi's official disciple, and then smiled:

"Since Senior Sister Lin testified that it was the gods and fairies who agreed, then of course there is no problem with what you said about transferring from the No. 3 Medicine Garden to Yu Lifeng, but Yu Lifeng did not have a spirit planter in the past, but I don't know which hall to arrange you in?"

The god fairy refers to Senior Sister Yu Lifeng. Gods do not refer to the gods who are high up in legends. It means that God knows it.

Lin Xixi explained to him like a bean on these roads, and when he mentioned the number of the senior sister, he also talked about the hearsay evaluation of the sect master Ziyu.

Picking up the non-existent beard, he put on an old face and said coquettishly:

"Even if it's a god, it can be deserved."

God and Mingzhi, what kind of demeanor is it, even the sect master gives such a high evaluation.

Thinking of the senior sister who was usually cold, but occasionally showed a loss, Su Xing was stunned for a while.

Retracting his thoughts, hearing that he didn't know how to arrange himself for the time being, Su Xing thought about it for a while, and knew that most of them came too early, and the senior sister had not yet had time to arrange with the miscellaneous hall in advance.

After thinking about it for a while, he asked directly:

"I will rain on the Foggy Mountain, and I wonder if I can build a thatched hut in the Foggy Mountain, which can be used for me to live in."

In his opinion, the safest place is, of course, the Wuxuan Mountain, and it is best to build it in the mountains.

Steward Chen was dumbfounded for a while, and looked Su Xing up and down again, thinking that this kid actually planned to build a house directly on the real person's territory, is there anything else I don't know?

Isn't it just going to Wuxuan Mountain to make rain?

It's just that the medicinal plants are all planted by the sect, and the spirit planters are also managed by the sect. Therefore, in the past, it was necessary to change hands to ask someone to give rain, but now even if he makes an exception to recruit him to the peak, he is just a spirit planter.

He thought, saying that it was arranged by the gods and fairies, but most of them still took the relationship of this official disciple, and at most they said hello to the fairy.

Just as he hesitated, a slightly old voice came.

"Humph! Just a Lingzhifu, dare to speak wildly?! An old man in a sixtieth armor walked in with a cane.

"Hall Master, are you here?" Steward Chen hurriedly greeted.

The sect has a large miscellaneous hall, which is in charge of the upper and lower levels, and has many responsibilities. In order to facilitate management, Yu Li Fengzhong also modeled the establishment of a small chores hall in the peak.

This horse hall master is actually one of the two deputy hall masters of Yu Lifeng's miscellaneous hall. The inferior miscellaneous spirit root, the year of the sixtieth year, can be the four-layer cultivation of Qi training. His nephew is one of the official disciples, Ma Ziyu.

Many miscellaneous disciples who were busy on the side also hurried over to greet the master of the hall warmly.

Even Lin Xixi, a formal disciple, can't be treated as well as him, after all, as the saying goes, if you are not afraid of officials, you are afraid of management.

But Lin Xixi didn't understand these either.

The master of the horse hall looked arrogant and enjoyed the flattery of everyone. Thinking of his nephew's words, he said that there was a relationship between a formal disciple named Su Xing, and he might have to go into Yu Lifeng to give rain, and let himself help arrange it secretly.

He didn't think much about it, but he was just a spirit planter, and at most he would offend the new official disciple in front of him. You must know that his nephew has been an official disciple for nearly ten years, and his qualifications are not comparable.

Soon someone moved a chair, and the old god of the hall was sitting down, regardless of Lin Xixi, a formal disciple, who was still standing, and said arrogantly:

"I haven't heard that Lingzhifu has fallen into the peak, why should you make an exception? The little face looks good, is it because of this? ”

There were a few chuckles.

Even Lin Xixi's somewhat naïve mind could hear that the other party was mocking Su Xing for eating soft rice by himself.

The little face suddenly turned red, and he looked around a little timidly. But he still mustered up his courage and stood in front of Su Xing with his fists clenched, putting on an angry look, but his trembling voice had betrayed the uneasiness in his heart:

"You...... What do you mean? ”

"Hehe, what do I mean, everyone has their own experience. My Ziyu has been a formal disciple for almost ten years, and he has never done anything out of the ordinary, unlike some people, who have only been here for a long time......"

Since he has been offended, the master of the Ma Hall simply offended more ruthlessly, anyway, with his decades of qualifications, plus Ma Ziyu's support, it is not worth it.

"I'm a straight person, and I speak straight, don't blame Fairy Lin. However, this Su Xing will arrange to go to the miscellaneous labor peak, and usually come over to give rain. ”

The Miscellaneous Peak is in the west of Gongshan Mountain, and Gongshan Mountain is in the southwest of Yuli Peak.

Hearing Ma Ziyu's name, Su Xing knew that the other party obviously wanted to transfer him out of Yu Lifeng.

Seeing Lin Xixi, there seemed to be tears hidden in the corners of his eyes, like an angry jellyfish.

Su Xing comforted: "It's okay, I'll deal with it." ”

"Humph! The tone is not small, and the little girl is quite handy. Fairy Lin, be straightforward and fast-talking, and persuade again, those who are handsome are not reliable, be careful to recognize people and not be ladylike, don't you say? ”

A bald, dark-skinned miscellaneous disciple nodded in agreement, and when he saw that everyone present did not react, he shrank his head again.

Steward Chen frowned a little, this horse hall master has eaten gunpowder today, why is he so targeting this forest.

He couldn't stand it anymore, but he didn't dare to refute his boss.

But he heard Su Xing's flat voice coming, "Steward Chen." ”

Subconsciously answered yes.

Su Xing patted Lin Xixi's shoulder, although this little girl's social fear is much better than when she first met, she still can't adapt to arguing with people in a crowded place.

So he walked up to her and whispered:

"Please send a direct message to the gods and fairies, and say that Su Xing wants to build a house in the Foggy Mountain to give rain."

As soon as the words came out, the somewhat noisy chores hall instantly calmed down.

You must know that the peak master Yu has been in retreat for many years, and the gods and fairies have gradually taken up the big and small things in the peak in recent years, and they are almost the existence of the peak master.

Steward Chen originally wanted to confirm with Su Xing.

But after seeing that he said this earth-shattering sentence flatly, he ignored the focus of everyone's eyes, and still said something to Lin Xixi indifferently, and soon made the little girl laugh again.

There was a little trust in his heart inexplicably, and he glanced at the Ma Hall Master who was still stunned, and turned around and entered the room.

'Impossible...... No way. The master of the hall wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and remembered that Ma Ziyu had said that the other party might at most take advantage of Lin Xixi's relationship to enter the peak, and not even necessarily, just let himself pay attention to it.

Why did you suddenly get involved with the gods and fairies?

At this moment, all the people in the field, except for Su Xing and Lin Xixi, who were chatting and laughing quietly, put down what they were doing and stared at this place intently.

"Brother Su, why are they all looking at us?" Lin Xixi's face was slightly red, and she was embarrassed to talk to Su Xing.

"Handsome men and beautiful women, just take a few more looks." Su Xing replied casually.

After a while, Steward Chen walked out of the inner hall and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

I saw that his expression was slightly excited, and he said:

"The gods and fairies said, don't be in the Fog Mountain!"

The master of the hall breathed a sigh of relief instantly, and hurriedly straightened his almost limp sitting posture, it seemed that it was just a false alarm, and he was about to say another word of sarcasm.

However, Steward Chen soon spoke loudly:

"Reopen Xiaoxuan Mountain for its habitation!"

"Plop!"

There was a loud bang, but it was the master of the hall who fell to the ground with a chair.