MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 550 【recommended on behalf of】

  Chapter 550 [recommendation on behalf of]

  After listening to Sun Wenxiu's order, everyone moved quickly, running around in a hurry, and in an instant, the outside of this small hotel was full of people and bustling.

  They took the mules and horses out of the barn, put them on the cart, and began to load salutes and supplies. Some people also went to inform the back kitchen of the hotel not to make porridge anymore, but to heat up yesterday's leftover cakes and millet rice to make rice balls, then slice thinly-cooked braised vegetables and pickles and bring them with them, and quickly boil tea and fill them with water bags and kettles.

   From here to Yunzhong Mountain, it takes about half a day to drive. Sun Wenxiu was anxious, and brought his subordinates to the place before noon.

   "This is the mountain temple? Let's go up and wait. Park the car below for people to watch."

  Enter at the fork of the official road, and not far away, you can see a good-sized temple on the hillside, with seven or eight families next to it. The road is easy to walk, smoother and more solid than the official road, and it is obvious that people are constantly repairing it. The road up the mountain has also chiseled wide steps. From a distance, the incense in the mountain temple is very good.

  According to the information obtained before, Sun Wenxiu knew about this mountain temple. It is said that the passers-by said that the mountain **** in Yunzhong Mountain is very effective, and he loves to bless the passers-by most.

  Then, they began to look for open space to set up tents. After all, with so many people, the mountain must not be enough to live in. The climate at this time is comfortable, and it is better than the military tents they brought. All of them had experience in field camping. When a group of people went to set up tents, the rest of the team went to chop firewood and dig stoves for cooking.

  Sun Wenxiu stood in front of the big tent that was set up first, watching the subordinates busy.

He was worried, so he turned his head to look at the distant mountain, then at the mountain temple full of incense, and suddenly said to the people next to him: "Go and prepare some incense candles, let's go to the mountain temple to worship." Bye, don't lose your courtesy."

  The subordinates were not clear about the relationship between the boss and the gods, so they just obeyed orders and did not care about the clay sculptures and wooden bodies in the temple. The people living around were used to selling incense and candles, and the stalls were set up all year round, so everyone just took the money and quickly bought high-quality goods to return to their orders.

  Watching his subordinates bring joss sticks from the stalls set up by the common people, Sun Wenxiu tidied up his clothes while thinking about whether there was anything inappropriate during the whole process.

  Some time ago, he suffered a lot in the forest under the Xianqi Cliff, and he rested in Linxi Village for three full days before he recovered. However, during the past three days, although he was resting in bed, his mind was not idle, and he kept thinking about how to complete this task.

  Three days later, he forced the village chief Lin Hai to go up the mountain, but they couldn’t be persuaded, so Lin Hai also went, but turned around twice and turned out of the forest. Now Sun Wenxiu completely gave up on the road directly up the mountain.

  Obviously the goal is on the hilltop not far away, but he just can't get through. This path is completely blocked. In this situation, he feels that it is the biggest crisis in his career. Fortunately, due to the first-mover advantage, I chose the closest and clearest one, so there is still plenty of time. This is the only good news.

   Waiting here is not the solution, resigning yourself to fate is never a good way to solve things.

  Sun Wenxiu thought about it, and ordered his subordinates to collect all the records related to the supernatural in the surrounding Baili.

  Even if they have accumulated a lot of information gathering, it is still a big project to screen out the qualified ones. Relying on his promoted official position, he coordinated enough manpower to accomplish all this as quickly as possible.

Then he locked himself in the hotel for a full ten days, and kept flipping through the thick file every day, looking for clues, and arranging the information he had read in his mind, racking his brains to find the possible opportunity .

   But for ten days, he got nothing.

  When Sun Wenxiu saw a piece of information for the first time saying that a scholar in Long'an Mansion suspected that he had unintentionally assisted the City God and had an adventure, he didn't pay attention. Until that afternoon, after eating the meal delivered to the room and lying on the bed for a nap, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his relaxed mind.

   "This has a spectrum! Maybe it has a spectrum!"

  Sun Wenxiu catapulted up from the bed like a grasshopper, rushed to the desk, and quickly searched back for the file.

Everything that followed went smoothly. He found the scholar, and after pestering him for a few days, he exchanged the brocade handkerchief for a considerable price. Then, with great expectations, he went to worship in the Temple of the City God. There was a response in the evening. His mood was as if the door to a bright future had been slammed shut in front of his eyes, but he searched **** the wall and opened a big window.

  Through the whole thing again in my heart, to make sure there is nothing wrong, Sun Wenxiu took a few deep breaths, suppressed the tension in my heart, and walked towards the mountain temple.

  ...

  Take a rest today, and Hu Yun is drinking tea and chatting with Uncle Zhang.

  He talked about interesting things when he was studying in school. When the two were laughing, Zhang Shanshen suddenly stopped his movements and seemed to be listening carefully.

  Seeing this scene, Hu Yun immediately understood, so he kept silent, drank the tea in the cup, took the teapot again, and poured it for himself and Uncle Zhang.

   After a while, the mountain **** Zhang Chun withdrew his attention.

   "What's the matter, Uncle Zhang, is someone begging for something again?" Hu Yun said with a smile, "It's the first time I see you reacting like this."

"It's not bad." Zhang Shanshen said, "I received a letter yesterday, but it was the City God of Long'an Mansion asking me for help and recommending someone to Fang Shangxian. It is said that this person used his promise back then to get the City God of Long'an Mansion to agree to help I have no choice but to help, thinking that I am the mountain **** of Yunzhong Mountain, so I want to be a middleman."

   "So that's it. The person who just came here was entrusted?" Hu Yun glanced outside and asked, "It looks quite powerful, like an official figure."

   "Well, it's him." Zhang Shan Shen said: "The City God of Long'an Mansion asked him to come here to wait for news. After he rushed over, he came here specially to pay respects."

  Hu Yun became interested, he said something to Zhang Chun, then got up and went out to observe.

  However, this group of people camped tightly, and Hu Yun failed to get any information, but he recognized that he had seen this group of people in Linxi Village.

   "It's really tireless." He sighed secretly.

   Went home and asked his wife, and learned that these people had paid for the incense candles honestly, Hu Yun turned around and went back to the mountain god's cave, and then smiled at Zhang Shanshen:

"Uncle Zhang, since you can't shirk this matter, I happen to be here today, so let me run for you and pay a visit to Xianqi Cliff. When the time comes, Mr. Fang will mention this matter. Will you see me later?" People, it depends on what Mr. Fang thinks."

  Shan Shenzhang Chun thought for a while, and said, "That's fine."

  (end of this chapter)