The land is divided up by large and small countries, and many places appear in one country, and the other side of the mountain belongs to another country.

For example, Qingshan Town is the border town of the polar country and South Korea, the end of the mountain and the water is the polar country, and the two countries have frequent exchanges between the two countries, creating the extraordinary prosperity of Qingshan Town, and the traders frequently enter and leave the two countries. As a result, there are not only many rest shops, but also several yards.

At this time, in the afternoon of Qingshan Town, in a resting inn, the shopkeeper in front of the counter was holding his sleeves and staring at a seven or eight-year-old girl. The girl was wearing a short jacket and long skirt, with a pleasing ball head, fair skin, a round face, small and delicate facial features, especially these eyes, black and white were clear and bright, like a clear spring, straight to the heart.

What a beautiful little lady who was born!

The shopkeeper sighed in his heart, but the one who spoke was still the appearance of the old god, "There is no vacancy tomorrow early, please only have a few dishes on the list for dinner, and other styles will be early tomorrow."

The girl Mo Lan glanced at the wooden sign with only five or six names hanging on the side, looked firmly at the shopkeeper and said, "I want to rent a house, I have money." He said very seriously and sincerely, and after thinking about it, he added: "Even if it's a firewood room, I'll clean it up myself." ”

The shopkeeper felt that he might not have expressed it very clearly, and he emphasized again: "There is no vacancy, no room is empty, hurry up tomorrow!"

"I have money. ”

"Ouch, I said little lady, hey, you don't look at what the situation is now, where can the guest rooms be filled early, even the firewood room has been transformed into a mat to sleep people, then there is still a vacant room for you to live!"

The shopkeeper couldn't help but explode, for no other reason, he really couldn't communicate with Mo Lan, so he simply finished speaking, and then shut up and watched what Mo Lan would do.

In fact, it is not only the inn where the shopkeeper is located, but now the places where Qingshan Town can live are full of people, and the excitement is not possible, and the source of all this is that the immortals on the top of the Qingshan Mountain that Qingshan Town relies on are going to open the mountain gate to accept disciples, countless lifespans, endless glory and wealth, as long as they become immortals, they can even have the ability to open the world. In this way, the people who heard the news rushed to Qingshan Town, and in only half a month, more than 1,000 people came to the small town, and this was the beginning! It is rumored that the immortals have been taking in apprentices and opening the mountain gate for a full year, and although the shopkeeper is happy and prosperous in business, he is also worried about the majority of people in the rivers and lakes these days, and it is good that nothing happens, but even the yamen can't manage it if something happens.

There are countless people like Mo Lan who come to ask for vacancies every day, but it is the first time I have seen a half-grown child of the same age as Mo Lan.

"How much does it cost to live in your house?" The cold Mo Lan looked at the shopkeeper as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly asked.

The shopkeeper was stunned, and immediately reacted and said, "Little lady, don't laugh, let's go to your family." "Such a beautiful little lady is not like a person without a family.

This time, Mo Lan didn't make a sound, but just puffed up her cheeks a little angrily, and said for a long time: "I'll come back tomorrow." With that, he turned around and strode out of the inn.

Almost as soon as he walked out of the inn, a hunchbacked man leaned towards Mo Lan, "Miss, I said that it won't work, and we have to change the way." Mo Lan looked at the person who came, and was very unconvinced: "Is it because I am not cute enough or is there really someone in the world who doesn't love money?" I almost begged or didn't succeed, you say, where will we live tonight?"

People are not in a hurry, looking at Mo Lan's cute appearance, soybean-like eyes narrowed into a slit, smiling very happily, laughing and saying: "There is an old temple outside the city, although the incense is broken, but it has also become a resting place, and it has been clean inside and out all year round, I have seen it, it is no problem to live for a day, I have also seen some of the houses in the city, Miss The shopkeeper you are looking for is not very good, you have to change homes." ”

"Everything is arranged by Ye Lao," Mo Lan didn't care about so many details, and smiled reassuringly as soon as she heard that there was a place to sleep.

So such a combination of the old and the young set off towards the outside of the city. When I walked to the evening, I finally saw the location of the Laojun Temple. There were a few horses tied to the trees outside the temple, and there was a lively sound in the face, Mo Lan and Ye Lao glanced at each other, it seems that there are many people in the Laojun Temple, but I don't know if I can find a vacant seat.

Thinking so, the two stepped into the Laojun Temple one after the other, and then they saw that there were three groups of people in the small temple, all of whom had burned firewood, and a group of people dressed like officers in the imperial court, presumably the horses outside the temple were theirs. A group of men and women with weapons on their backs, four or five people, who looked like charlatans. The last group of people is also the old man who brought this beautiful female doll. Several groups of people chatted together for some reason, and they were talking about what topic they were talking about, but they were interrupted by Mo Lan who suddenly broke in. Mo Lanzhi was not involved, and when he saw that no one occupied the southwest corner, he pointed at Ye Lao, completely ignoring the other people's various glances at him.

However, Ye Lao said to the people in the temple at the beginning: "The old man took his own young lady to pass by here, and borrowed your light to rest for one night, please forgive me if you disturb me." Without waiting for others to respond, he took off the package he was carrying, took out a fine cotton cloth and spread it in the corner, took out a mosquito repellent aromatherapy stove and lit it, and finally invited Mo Lan to sit down.

Several groups of people looked at each other, and there was no intention of demolishing the stage, but the group chat was broken, and several people in the rivers and lakes deliberately lowered their voices and chatted about something, and the officers simply closed their eyes or drank their own gourd wine, leaving only the old man with a female doll at the end, who was about the same age as Ye Lao, not like Ye Lao's bean eyes and rosacea nose and big face plate with an obscene appearance, looking kind and kind, with shiny crane hair, and white beard and white hair, wearing a robe with wide sleeves and collars, sitting cross-legged, making people feel a little incomprehensible about the sense of crisis. The female doll snuggling up to the old man was dressed in a simple female doll, and she also had a good look, seeing Mo Lan looking at herself, she replied with a big smile without weakness, revealing a bunch of shallow pear vortexes, which was very cute.

After looking at everyone with naked eyes, Mo Lan did not feel uncomfortable at all, and calmly meditated on her knees on the quilt, while Ye Lao was still standing in the shadow of Mo Lan with his back bent, as if he was guarding Mo Lan.

This scene was seen by someone with a heart, and it was the female doll who opened her mouth to ask, and she asked with an innocent smile: "Sister, are you also practicing like grandpa?"

The crisp voice sounded, and everyone couldn't help but look like Mo Lan. I saw Mo Lan slowly open her eyes and replied in the most bland tone, "What's the matter with you." After speaking, he closed his eyes and continued to recuperate.

Facing Mo Lan's coldness, the female doll's smile suddenly froze for a few seconds, and then, as if she remembered something, she turned around and continued: "Does my sister know the news of the opening of the Chaotian Sect on this Qingshan Peak to accept disciples?"

Mo Lan opened her eyes again and looked at the female doll meaninglessly: "Why do you call me sister, I look at you being one or two years older than me." ”

I didn't expect Mo Lan to answer her words at all, the female doll was a little weak-hearted, her name is Shen Jiang, she just turned seven years old this year, Mo Lan looks about the same age as herself, and her sister is also subconscious, she was not born into a wealthy family, and her precociousness has taught her to look at people's eyes and please others, and at the same time, she also maintains Shen Jiang, who makes herself look well-behaved and sensible, and can gain favor with anyone. Unexpectedly, it was invalid here in Mo Lan, and Mo Lan's replies repeatedly made her unable to catch up with her thoughts.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Shen Jiang said, at this time, his grandfather, who had just finished running a Zhou Tian vein, also slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and looked at Shen Jiang with a little reproach, "Do all the nonsense, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Yes, Grandpa. Shen Jiang agreed with an aggrieved look, and his small eyes looked at Mo Lan from time to time, as if he had been bullied by Mo Lan.

At this time, Shen Jiang's grandfather was also looking at Mo Lan, he couldn't feel the aura of a cultivator from Mo Lan, the other party was just an ordinary person. He thought about it for a while, and gave Shen Jiang a light twitch on the back of his head in warning: "Don't look around, rest quickly, and get up early tomorrow." Shen Jiang touched the back of his head and finally learned to be obedient, and changed to a curled position to lie on his grandfather's lap, and simply closed his eyes to sleep.

Mo Lan meditated purely because she was a little clean, the only remaining corner of the Laojun Temple still had a lot of dust and a pile of dead grass that didn't know where it came from, despite the aromatherapy of mosquito repellent, but she still chose to meditate cross-legged, but she didn't expect it to cause Shen Jiang's misunderstanding. And Shen Jiang, who went to sleep with his eyes closed, naturally didn't see it, Mo Lan had leg cramps for a long time after sitting cross-legged, and had to change various positions all the time, and others looked sideways.

Before nightfall, almost all the young people in the temple were mentally strong, and several people from the rivers and lakes with different weapons on their backs were whispering, but they still gradually raised their voices, talking about the immortals of Qingshan Town who opened the mountain to accept apprentices.