Chapter 8

The visitor was a tall and thin man who looked about 40 years old. He had a bun on his head, a goatee with two curls, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly. He looked like someone owed him money.

"My name is Deng Yulang. Just now, Master Cheng told me to take you down the mountain and arrange accommodation for you. Come with me," he said, and walked forward with his back hands, followed by Su Moyu.

"As you can see, there are totally 63 rows of houses in the factotum hall. The outer three rows are heaven, earth and human rooms. The Tianzi room is the residence of Master Cheng Xian, and the earth and human names are the places for storing utensils and sundries. No one is allowed to enter these three places without permission." Deng Yulang stood high and pointed to the three rows of huts, Said expressionless.

"The next ten rows of huts are arranged in the order of ten Heavenly stems, namely, a, B, C, D, e, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and GUI. Among them, a is idle, and B lives in women's dependents. From C, it is our men's residence. C house is the best repaired, living appliances are complete, t is the second, and so on until the worst GUI house The distribution of office is mostly based on the level of seniority and the size of fist. Do you understand what I say? "Deng Yulang glanced at Su Moyu.

Su Moyu grinned and said, "I see."

Deng Yulang snorted, "that's good. Now you're new here. You're the worst one, whether it's seniority or fist. So from today on, the innermost Guizi room is your residence."

Su Moyu nodded repeatedly. He didn't mind these things very much. Anyway, he didn't come to enjoy it. What if his residence was worse?

But in fact, Su Moyu didn't think he might want to be simple until he really got to the Guizi room. Where can this be a house? I'm afraid even the cold kilns mentioned in the vernacular novel are much better than this.

The roof of the hut has collapsed in half. When you look up, you can see the blue sky. At this time, it may not matter. When it rains, it must be as big as it falls outside. There are many irregular holes in the walls of the hut. After su Moyu's strong imagination, he guessed that it might have been a window in the past, but now it's just a hole, not to mention the familiar glass window, even the wooden window frame can't be seen.

The most gorgeous facility in the house may be the hot Kang. Unfortunately, there was a large-scale collapse at the top of the Kang. As soon as he entered the house, he heard the sound of birds singing inside. When he looked over, he saw that a nest of sparrows had built a nest in the collapsed Kang hole.

The most important thing is that it seems that there is only one resident in this Guizi room.

"This..." Su Moyu rubbed his temples. He only felt a terrible headache. The environment was too bad. How could he live there?

Thinking of this, Su Moyu hardened his head and went to find Deng Yulang. As soon as he entered the courtyard of the C-House, he was directly thrown out by a large head over two meters tall.

"Mom! It's fun not to let you live in the wilderness. Dare you come here to talk nonsense? Dare to enter the yard again. Believe it or not, Grandpa broke your leg?" the big man said and tried to rush over again. Su Moyu turned and ran away. He slipped back to Guizi room.

At this moment, his heart was extremely depressed. He had been prepared to endure hardships since he begged De'an Dequan to take him up the mountain at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't expect that after going up the mountain, the hardships were more bitter than he thought. The most important thing is that if you are bullied and bullied by a group of disciples of xuanjian sect, you will recognize it. But today, you are humiliated to such an extent by the same factotum. Where can you swallow this tone?

"Why should I be such a oppressive protagonist when talking about a good local tyrant system and a good RMB mall?" Su Moyu squatted on the earth Kang and was unhappy.

"It's said that the ancients received a power killing stick when they were sent to the army. My current experience may be roughly equal to this." Su Moyu thought so, and kept comforting himself.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and he had been running for more than a hundred miles with De'an Dequan and others in the daytime. He was already tired and collapsed. Su Moyu sat against the broken wall for a while and then fell asleep. He didn't wake up until the cold night wind in the early morning. He curled up in the corner and shivered, thinking of exercising to drive away some cold, But I saw two more porcelain bowls not far away. One porcelain bowl contained three steamed buns and the other was a bowl of vegetable soup, but it may have been too long. The cool vegetable soup has been covered with a layer of light oil.

"Steamed bread, I really have a fate with you!" Su Moyu sighed, ate the steamed bread and vegetable soup together, and put two empty bowls together, but he didn't know where to send them.

At this time, when the bright moon was in the sky, the moon fell on Tianjian mountain, as if she had covered the whole fairy mountain with a gauze. Su Moyu sat in place for a while, thinking that he couldn't sleep around, so he might as well walk around.

Thinking about it, he went out the door.

There was no light or sound in the thirteen rows of huts. Su Moyu walked in the silent courtyard and felt that everything was not so true. Looking up, under the shadow of mountains and trees, I could vaguely see the temple built high. It should be the core area of xuanjian sect, but I didn't know when I had the opportunity to walk in.

Su Moyu walked forward aimlessly while thinking, and unconsciously came to the Bank of a stone forest. The stone forest area is very large, and each stone column is very high. Standing outside the forest, he can't see the end.

Su Moyu stopped for a moment and remembered that he didn't know the way. If he continued to go deeper, he might not be able to go back, so he was ready to turn back.

But at this time, a light on the stone forest attracted his attention. He squinted forward and saw a graceful figure dancing in the night sky. With her every move, dozens of sword shadows will appear beside her. The sword shadows flash different lights, which are more beautiful than the most gorgeous neon.

Su Moyu couldn't help seeing it. Although the moonlight was thick, it was only night after all, so he couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but Su Moyu had a hunch that this man must be a great beauty of the country and the city.

He looked at it like this. After about four or five minutes, the figure suddenly stopped, and the sword shadow that had danced around her disappeared. Su Moyu looked at this scene and felt a loss for no reason.

At this time, the figure standing on the stone pillar suddenly turned his head and looked coldly in the direction of Su Moyu across a distance of hundreds of meters.

There was no communication, but Su Moyu knew she was looking at herself. Her eyes were like lightning, which hurt Su Moyu's eyes and made him close his eyes.

When he opened it again, there was no trace of people in the stone forest.

Su Moyu seemed to have lost his soul. He sighed and was about to go back, but at this time, he suddenly heard a moan of men and women in the jungle not far away.