Fang Han, a dung picker with great ambitions.

All the information about Fang Han came to Ji Xiu's mind, and the reason for choosing Fang Han was very simple.

As he had thought before, all walks of life, from the emperor's relatives to the peddlers' pawns, will not let go. These people have great energy and background in their respective fields.

Although the profession of a dung picker is very inconspicuous, when this manure picker covers half of the Kyoto area, it is incredible!

In this Kyoto city, there are countless powerful and wealthy merchants.

But what about your status, no matter how awesome it is? Whole grains, eating and drinking Lazar is inevitable.

However, these people, who have been engaged in the dung picking business in Kyoto for generations, are free to enter and leave the back houses of these large families.

Once you can enter the back house, the operability will be great!

If the powerful families in Kyoto City are compared to a computer, then Fang Han and the many dung pickers of the family behind him are equivalent to legal interfaces left to the outside.

With these interfaces, viruses can enter at any time, and then infiltrate, infiltrate, and infiltrate again until they are all over Kyoto!

“…… Respect, respect, but immortals? Fang Han asked with a trembling tone.

I'm not an immortal, but I'm the equivalent of an immortal here. Ji Xiu didn't speak, just sat on it, wearing a bronze mask, so that people couldn't see what his expression was.

Being looked at by the mysterious person above who couldn't see his face with an object-like gaze, Fang Han stiffened his head and said loudly:

"I don't know why you called the villain here?"

After speaking, it seemed that he felt that it was inappropriate again, Fang Han added another sentence, and said, "I don't know what can be done to serve the honorable driver..."

"What can you do for me?"

The voice is very young, this honorable driver is a young man? No, no, how can you judge the age of an immortal by his voice alone.

If there is another person next to him, they will find that different people hear different voices when they interact with each other.

Of course, Ji Xiu will not expose his voice to anyone.

"Me!" Fang Han was about to say something when he opened his mouth, but suddenly the whole person was stunned again.

Only then did he realize that he was a dung picker, what could he do for such a magnificent existence?

Could it be that I can still pour night incense for the immortals? As we all know, immortals don't poop.

"You can find a seat here." Ji Xiudao.

Looking for a seat? Fang Han's heart swelled up with excitement for no reason.

Am I getting the approval of the immortals?

"-Yes!" Fang Han immediately bowed, then took a few steps forward, looking at the front seat on the left.

But after a few steps, his pace slowed down again, and he couldn't help but start beating the drum in his heart.

One step, two steps, it's so long.

“…… It's a test, right? Fang Han walked slower and slower, his figure swept past one seat after another, and his mind became more and more changeable.

"No, maybe it's just the immortal who said it casually, but I was too worried. It may also be that you want to see my heart. ”

I don't know how long I have been walking, Fang Han has entered the top ten!

Gritting his teeth, Fang Han made a decision in his heart, went all the way to the first row, and then saluted Ji Xiu, came to the right and sat down.

Dayang respects the left!

"Who said that the person who picks up dung can't be the first? I pick the first seat, and maybe even be looked at by the immortals! ”

After Fang Han sat down, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't dare to look directly up.

He didn't choose the first seat on the left, but chose the first seat on the right, which was also to leave room for himself.

First, it can make the immortals look up to themselves, and secondly, it can also avoid leaving a bad impression on the immortals.

Ji Xiu naturally didn't have as many thoughts in his heart, he raised his finger slightly, and a layer of ripples rippled above the main hall.

"-Hum!" Under Fang Han's surprised gaze, a mirror with a dark blue body and shimmering waves appeared.

"You are the first creature to enter here in this era, leave your name on the water mirror, and you can enter this place at will in the future..."Ji Xiu said, his tone paused slightly, and said:

"Of course, you can also refuse ......"

Hearing that he could refuse, Fang Han naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to really refuse to leave his name.

If you leave your name, you can enter at any time, and if you don't stay, then you are afraid that you will completely break this fairy fate.

“… I do! Fang Han blurted out, and then found that he seemed to be too out of shape, and immediately kept calm again.

"Tell Shuijing your name and character, and you will understand everything." As Ji Xiu's voice fell, the water mirror waved back and forth at Fang Han, as if he was saying to Fang Han, hurry up, don't rub it off!

“… Well. Nodding, Fang Han took a deep breath and said, "My name is Fang Han, words, I don't have words......"

Since ancient times, the name is in the right body, and the word is in virtue.

A person's name is naturally used to distinguish one from the other, and the word is used to express virtue.

Ordinary people will give words to their younger generations, but his family is a dung picker, in the words of his grandfather, pickled people pickle things, what virtue do you want?

So the juniors of their family don't have words!

“… I'm a dung picker, and I live in Kyoto Wannian County, Dunhuafang. When Fang Han said that he was a dung picker, he lowered his head with low self-esteem, his fists clenched, and his nails sunk into his palms.

I have to get ahead!

"Buzz." After Fang Han finished speaking, the water mirror shook, meaning it's gone? Is that all?

"—gone." Fang Han said stiffly.

The next moment, the faint blue light above the water mirror flashed away, and a message also appeared in Fang Han's mind.

“…… Now that you're here, this is your chance. Ji Xiu waved his hand and removed the water mirror.

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, so what about the dung pickers?

If you rule all the huts in Kyoto City, what kind of power should you have? ”

Ji Xiu nodded at Fang Han and said, "You must know that seeing your own advantages and making full use of them is the key to seeking benefits for yourself!" ”

Fang Han was stunned, and he suddenly realized.

What the immortals said is good, I actually have a great advantage in my own right, but I, no, including my grandfather, have never seen it clearly.

They want to expand their territory, just for that little profit, but they don't know the hidden advantages under this huge industry!

"Fang Han has come to his senses, thank you to the immortals for their guidance." Fang Han bowed and saluted again.

"Well, if you don't have anything to do, go first, there will be more people here in the future, there will be more people, there will be vegetable sellers, you are not the lowest status, you must know how to make full use of your advantages!"

"-Yes!" Fang Han bowed, turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall, and then left with a movement in his heart.

After seeing Fang Han leave, Ji Xiu also withdrew from the Illusory Realm.

Choosing Fang Han is just the beginning, or just a preliminary attempt.

"Next, I need to think carefully about designing a list of candidates to pull into the too illusory realm, and then think, weave, and build this big net that will encompass the ancient and modern eternity!"

“……”