Big Dream Master

"Wei... Fellow Daoist, there is something unclear below, why are there so many common servants in Putuo Mountain?" Shen Luo asked.

"Guests who come to Mount Putuo have this doubt. After all, even if other sects are doing handyman duties, most of them are done by outer sect disciples, and they rarely accommodate so many ordinary people." Wei Qing said without any surprise. .

"Yes, as far as I know, most of the gates of the sects try to avoid too many intersections with mortals. This is what I don't understand." Shen Luo said, Bai Xiaotian on the side did not speak. There was an expression of approval on his face.

"The mortals who can come here either yearn for the Dharma wholeheartedly, or are in deep trouble to escape. Naturally, they come here to seek a Buddha and seek relief. However, there are also some people who are lucky enough to be favored by immortal masters. The thought of entering Zen meditation, it's a pity that such a chance is too slim..." Wei Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and said slowly.

"So that's the case. As the saying goes,'Humanity is insignificant, Immortal Dao is reckless', that's probably it." Shen Luoshen agreed.

The three of them chatted at random and walked hundreds of feet along the Qingshi Mountain Road. After passing through a narrow passage, the terrain in front of them was suddenly cheerful, and a flat mountain valley appeared, with two-storey single houses built inside. Wooden house.

Not far from these wooden houses, there is the only palace building on the top of Xieshan, which stands not far from the narrow passageway.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian followed Wei Qing into the main hall. They saw a case inside and a few people behind, sitting with a fat middle-aged steward. When they saw Wei Qing leading the two people in, they immediately got out of the chair. "Swish" and stood up.

"Uncle Wei, why did you come to this leisurely valley?" The fat steward straightened the hat that almost slipped on his head, and said with some trepidation.

"It's okay, send the two other fellows who came to attend the Fairy Apricot Conference to register and arrange for them a place to live." Wei Qing said calmly without any change in expression.

"Oh, it turned out to be a distinguished guest from another door. Uncle Wei can rest assured, since you brought it personally, the disciple must treat him well." The fat steward rubbed his hands and said flatly.

"They... forget it, leave it to you." Seeing that he had a misunderstanding, Wei Qing made a deliberate explanation, and felt unnecessary.

After that, he said goodbye, turned around and walked out of the palace gate, and left.

Seeing that his figure disappeared from the end of his sight, the smile on the fat steward's face was not reduced by half, and he asked Shen Luo carefully:

"Dare to ask the two fellow Taoists, who is it from Wei Shishu?"

"It's not someone, we just met Senior Wei today." Shen Luo replied casually.

"That's weird..." The fat steward heard this, somewhat surprised.

"What's so strange about this?" Bai Xiaotian frowned and asked.

"You don't know, this uncle Wei Qing has always had a very indifferent disposition, and he doesn't care about anything except cultivation in the sect. Like today, I have never seen anything about bringing you to Youran Valley in person before." The fat steward smiled "hehe" and said.

Hearing this, Shen Luo and the two were also a little surprised, and they became more interested in Wei Qing.

"Senior Wei doesn't look like it. Many people greeted him along the way and looked very kind." Shen Luo said deliberately.

"This...Most of what you see are ordinary mortals, right?" Obese was in charge, hesitated for a moment, or asked.

"Not bad." Shen Luo nodded.

The fat manager grinned, showing a somewhat clear expression, and said:

"This is another weird point. Wei Shishu never smiles at the cultivators in the door. Only when he meets some ordinary people, he occasionally stops to say a word or two.

"The so-called Taoism is not conspiring. It is true that there are few immortal masters on the mountain who are close to ordinary people, but it is not surprising, not too strange." Shen Luo smiled.

"Haha, I arrogantly talked about the seniors behind the teacher, shouldn't, shouldn't..." The fat steward patted his face with regret.

"Senior Wei Qing has a unique temperament, and it's exciting. I'm all expressing admiration. It's not arrogant." Shen Luo said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, right, this fellow daoist is right, it's not considered arrogant." Hearing this, the fat steward's face was suddenly full of smiles.

"Senior, how do we register here?" Shen Luo asked.

"Just hand over your tokens to me, and I can record your names and sects in the booklet here." The fat steward said.

"Junior Shen Luo, this time is here on behalf of the Datang government." Shen Luo said, handing out his tokens.

"Junior Bai Xiaotian, from Huasheng Temple." After all, Bai Xiaotian also took out his token and handed it to the steward.

The steward took the tokens of the two of them, checked them and found that there was nothing unusual, and then recorded their information in the register.

"This is the map of the Youran Valley. You can take a look at it and choose a favorite residence for yourself on it." While talking, the fat steward took out another long scroll.

He spread the scroll on the tabletop, and after a burst of smoke rising from the surface of the scroll, a miniature version of the Youran Valley appeared on the scroll, and every building inside was vividly presented on it.

"These red attic buildings have been selected by others, and you can choose the rest." The fat steward continued.

Shen Luo took a look. There are more than a hundred lofts in the valley, most of which are concentrated in the flattest area in the middle of the valley. Only a few are scattered on the cliffs and raised mountains in the valley~www.ltnovel.com~ In the better place in the middle of the valley, four or five attics have been turned into a pure red color, and the rest are like white-drawn scrolls without coloring.

"How about these two?" Shen Luo asked after looking for a while, pointing to two adjacent attics on a mountain ridge.

"I don't care, just listen to you." Bai Xiaotian glanced at it and said casually.

"The two have good eyes. The two lofts are in the highest position. Standing on the second floor, you can have a good view of the valley." The fat manager said with a smile.

"Then these two, it's a good old man." Shen Luo said.

"Okay." The fat steward nodded, took out a white jade seal he carried from his waist, and clicked on each of the two houses.

There was no ink pad on the seal, and the two attics turned bright red the moment it fell.

"It's done. The houses here are cleaned by handymen all year round, and the two of them can move in directly." said the fat steward.