Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Jiuxi City is the closest city to the Great Xiao Kingdom, and it is also very lively recently.

Even though it is night, there are still lanterns hanging on the roadside, and there are still countless children in the city shrinking in the corners to keep warm. Fortunately, although the autumn is deep, it is not too cold, and a blanket can barely keep out the cold.

The officers and soldiers patrolled the street back and forth, and when they saw a suspicious and insignificant one, they went up and took it down.

Vendors hawk and eat groceries along the street, gathering the eager eyes of the poor people in the corner.

Every time they choose the dragon and the phoenix, it is a day for them to make a lot of money, and no one is willing to close the stall due to darkness. Even things from Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Dragon Boat Festival, which are not usually at this time, will be displayed-those from the countryside who have never seen the world will always buy some back.

An old man with gray hair and withered head brought a big gourd to a street vendor who bought noodles. He exchanged a coin for a full gourd hot soup and a steamed bun, and then went back to the corner and put the hot soup One by one was given to a dozen children, all of whom had maple leaves on their heads, but they all came to participate in the general election.

The hot soup was divided, and each child had a few mouthfuls, but they were not picky. After thanking them, they took out the prepared wotou and started to eat the hot soup.

The old man sighed, reached out and touched the forehead of a young man with a fever next to him, and wrapped his blanket around him.

"Thank you," although the young man was a little burnt, but his mind was still clear and clear, "Let's get together."

"I'm too old and can stand it." The old man frowned. "It's not that I don't want you to come. It's just that you are so weak, so how can you catch the cold."

On the way, the young man didn't complain and gritted his teeth to keep up, but just as soon as he entered the city, he became feverish, and the old village chief couldn't even worry about it.

"You are also a clever child. I heard that clever children are the best choice," the village chief nagged. "I also think there is someone in the village who can be selected. A not-so-small official, but also tax exemption for the village for three years. Look at our downstream village Zhang, only one was selected. Although he will come back the next year, he can go to catch the beast! Years have been so much better. If you want to be able to produce a fairy, it is even more important. Everyone can live in a large brick house with a blue brick, and there will be a husband to teach..."

The village chief was nagging, his old eyes gleaming with expectation, and the teenagers who listened next to him were all moved in their hearts, seeming to see what they had chosen.

A gust of autumn wind blew, the children shrank tighter, and the old man tightened his clothes tightly, but he still wondered how good the selection was.

At this time, several tall figures approached them.

"This is a blessing from a hundred schools for my young master. Come, each of you touch it, say a word of wish, and give a big money, hurry up!"

The black-faced man in the lead took out a walnut-sized jade ball and arrogantly said to the poor people in the corner.

A large amount of money is enough to buy a big steamed bun, and many teenagers leaned forward automatically, blocking the crowd around them.

After a child got the money, he mixed in again, wanting to get another money, but was found by the black-faced man, dragged it out and beaten it up, screaming again and again.

Many thoughtful children and teenagers took their thoughts and blessed them to retreat.

This scene fell in the eyes of passers-by, and they all directly ignored it.

A passing boy in Tsing Yi looked around and sighed.

"Why, don't you go up and help?" The paper man lay on his shoulders, raised his head, and asked curiously.

"If I can't take them away, then it's better not to help." Feng Qingxiu shook his head, he also came over like this, knowing the doorway inside, "Otherwise, if you can't forgive them, you'll get revenge."

"Why is this?" The paper master sat up, avoiding being too garish, and leaning against the apprentice's neck.

"Every family in every family has the same anger. There are too many ways to bully ordinary people. We can't stay here forever," Feng Qingxiu understood. "They will not be too much, they will only give A lesson."

"This kind of metaphysical method is very popular." Seeing that the child had a blue nose and a swollen face without internal skin injuries, the paper man turned his gaze to other places, but saw several people asking for cloth pieces one by one, each with a large amount of money.

"That is Baina Yi. It is said that it is made of hundreds of children's clothes to make an undershirt. Putting it on can increase the chances." Feng Qingxiu smiled, "When I chose the dragon and the phoenix, my mother personally sewed it for me. She bought a piece of Qianna clothing, and every eligible child in the town had a piece of clothing cut by her."

Ji Yun thought about Xiaoqing wearing a colorful lattice, and couldn't help laughing.

"But this is also one of their income." Feng Qingxiu said with a serious face, "Every time at this time, the family will come up with a lot of money to beg for a good sign, and these young people will also get this small amount of money to support him in queuing to the turn. When it comes to them. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the poor children to hold on to the end."

"That's also a good thing. Although Xuan can't save or change his life, this kind of golden week is also good." Ji Yun nodded, "I really want to see Xiaoqing wearing a patch."

"Let's see it in the next life." Feng Qingxiu coldly rejected Master's unreasonable request.

The paper-man master smiled, and continued to stick it on the apprentice's neck, waiting for the apprentice to come here to ask the heart stone.

There are busy traffic, roadside vendors and poor people in the corner occupy most of the road, crowded with people, and there are quarrels from time to time, but there is no corner of the teenager's clothes.

Soon I arrived at the fairy temple in the city, which was also blocked by the surrounding water.

Feng Qingxiu was about to enter, but suddenly heard a "fire!"

I saw a thick smoke rising in the backyard, followed by a burst of crackling, a group of fully armored soldiers quickly dragged an eighteen or nine-year-old boy out, like a dead dog.

"Dare to make trouble in the fairy temple and kill him!" Many people rushed up angrily.

Feng Qingxiu was silent for a moment, with sympathy in her eyes.

"What is that?" Ji Yunlai asked curiously.

"That's a'remaining pearl'." He explained with a bit of disappointment, "Back when you set up the questioning stone, you said that anyone under fifteen has a chance, but over the years, everyone has tested countless times on the questioning stone, and it is under seven years old. Children have limited mentality and can't see runes, and there are opportunities around fifteen, so the age limit is changed to seven to seventeen."

Ji Yun listened to the story and waited for him to continue.

"Kun-Lai’s resources are limited, so the World Family’s time limit is limited to seventeen. Every time Kun-Lai goes up to the mountain, Kun-Lai always takes time to choose again. Therefore, if there is a gap, the last seven-year-old will not Opportunity." Feng Qingxiu smiled bitterly, "These children are'legacy beads'. I have a cousin who is just on the card and cannot be selected."

When that cousin looked at him, he was always jealous and hated.

"Then why not just avoid having children in those two years?" Ji Yunlai asked casually.

"After all, there are only a few who can be selected, and they can't be beaten if they are pregnant." Feng Qingxiu shook her head. "My parents didn't report their expectations, but there are always some people whose intentions are hard to settle."

Kun-Lai has no opinion on this. It is better to have fewer people. They occasionally delay time. After all, Xizhou's population is getting more and more year by year, and they can't afford it.

Twelve years is the time to choose the dragon and the phoenix. The formal learning and teaching has been almost ten years. The first two years are definitely not the ling rice but the ordinary rice, and then all sorts of screenings can be included in the outer door. Start enjoying the days of **** exams.

When he was speaking, Feng Qingxiu had already squeezed into the temple and saw the huge black stone that looked the same as Xiao Du.

The master on the neck has already been attached.

"Can't the master scan with spiritual thoughts?" Feng Qingxiu looked at the paper man with the stone, and suddenly felt a little itchy in her hands.

I really want to touch it—no, as a master’s apprentice, I can’t be so disrespectful.

Feng Qingxiu forcefully shook her disrespectful thoughts out of her mind.

"I am only attached to the paper with a little divine mind now. I only have divine mind and cannot work. An ordinary radar is definitely not as good as before. This stone is my heyday work." The paper man slowly said, pressing hard against the stone, watching I was particularly fascinated, and seemed to want to get the paper head in.

Feng Qingxiu wanted to touch it more, so he pinched his hand hard.

After a while, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, the talented Ji Zhi raised his head and said proudly, "I really am a genius!"

Feng Qingxiu looked at him suspiciously.

"The old spirit testing stone was very inflexible and only measured the roots of the spirit but not the comprehension. I will tell you something about me..." Ji Yun suddenly stopped when he came, and the paper man raised his head and looked into the air.

A yellow leaf fell down, and a fat caterpillar that was about to form a cocoon also fell.

The paper man silently raised his hand, and uttered a trivial sword aura, cutting away the caterpillar.

Obviously, this was very expensive for a piece of paper, and he slapped it in the arms of his apprentice: "Master is tired, take a break, this stone is okay, go to the next one!"

"Okay..." The paper figure stuck to her chest seemed a little warm, and of course Feng Qingxiu left obediently.

Thinking of the pine forest on Zhaoyue Peak that uses demon repairs to eliminate insects and does not allow ordinary birds to survive.

Feng Qingxiu found that she seemed to have discovered something terrible...

Don’t think Master is cute, Master is superior! Out of reach!

It's just the devilish period of Master's heart recently! ! !

Feng Qingxiu tried to convince herself.

Leaving the fairy temple, Feng Qingxiu turned into a remote alley and was about to fly away.

"Help! Help!" The sudden voice made him stop pinching his fingers. There was a young **** the right, dragging a sick and weak young man who was out of breath and rushed towards him, followed by three. A big man in black, holding a wooden stick with nails, rushed towards the two men fiercely.

That boy was the sick and weak boy who had a fate by the city gate before. At this moment, a wound on his back was overflowing with blood.

Seeing Feng Qingxiu sharply, the girl suddenly gained strength and violently pushed the boy into Feng Qingxiu's arms. She screamed: "A group of demons who hide from their spiritual roots, there is a kind of chasing me. , Sooner or later you will die!"

Then rushed to the other side.

Feng Qingxiu followed the almost unconscious young man, lightly touched his blood, with a cold expression, raised his hand and grabbed and tugged in the void!

The big man and the girl seemed to be grasped by big hands invisibly, and they were dragged in front of him one after another, thrown into a gourd.

The Paper Man Master excitedly crawled out of his neckline to join in the fun: "Is this a hero to save the beauty?"

Feng Qingxiu thought for a while, then committed the following, and reached out to press Master back.