The two boys each held a broom and pretended to be busy. Lou Xiaoyi closed the door of the pagoda, went out from the top floor and flew straight to the town.
Ordinary people could not stay in the pagoda for long. Too much spiritual vigor was harmful to ordinary people. The two of them had a small house beside the pagoda. This was the rule.
Lou Xiaoyi hovered above the town of Mao Zian, quietly watching this ordinary human town. Smoke rose in spirals and intertwined with the clouds under the high altitude. It was like a fairyland on earth.
He had his own way of getting to know a piece of land and people. He also had his own way of living and cultivating in this place. Why should he ask others how to do it?
He found a small wine shop. He did not want to go to a big restaurant because his outfit, especially the sword case on his back, was too eye-catching. He had no intention of taking it off. Since he could only be a Swordsman, he had to cultivate the habit of carrying the sword case with him at all times. Just like the sword pill of the Inner Sword was always on standby in the Niwan Palace. He could not take it off just because it was different, even if he felt it was ugly.
This was a small wine shop filled with the smell of sweat and feet and the smell of low-quality liquor. He thought he could be closer to life by doing this, but he was wrong. The person who could throw him into such a place and still be happy and content must be a master. But he was not.
Therefore, he walked in the town's night market, which was gradually becoming more prosperous, looking for some snacks to fill his stomach. This feeling was more comfortable than eating in a restaurant. He was not addicted to alcohol, only occasionally. He was not addicted to smoking, although there were plenty of smokers in the dome. He was not addicted to meat either. In fact, his life was somewhat bland, this was a habit.
Then he saw the candied hawthorn skewers and remembered his weakness. Under the surprised gaze of the peddler, he bought it together with the straw target. This was a good thing, it could cure his dizziness!
The whole night market was a few miles long and was full of peace. There were no thieves, and there was no foul atmosphere. The peddlers were amiable and could not wait to give their goods to the customers for free. The diners refused to accept and could not wait to give ten coins for something that was worth five coins!
Gentle and elegant, modest and polite, as if it was a world of peace and prosperity!
He knew that it was all because of the sword case! It was as if there was a strange charm that turned everyone into saints in an instant!
Just from this point alone, one could see the character of the previous Xuanyuan Guard — he hated evil as if it were his enemy!
There was no point in continuing to stroll around. When everyone faced you with a mask, even you would feel bored! He really wanted to know, if he came here every day, would he ruin this night market?
When he was about to walk out of the night market, he finally met a sincere person. A seven or eight-year-old girl looked at him with tears in her eyes. She held the woman's hand and cried,
"It's him, it's him! He bought all the candied haws on the street … "
Lou Xiaoyi awkwardly looked at this gentle woman, dressed as a woman, because of the change of Shaohua, it seemed that he could not accurately judge her age, and he was not disgusted to use the means of cultivation.
She was young, but there were traces of time flowing in the corners of her eyes; she was middle-aged, but her tight skin was more delicate than a young woman's.
She could also be considered a cultivator, but her realm was very low, barely reaching the small success of Qi Refining. There were many people like her in the mortal world, because of various reasons, they felt Qi, but also because of various reasons, they could not persevere. To be precise, they were just slightly stronger than ordinary people.
"This, although I bought it, I haven't eaten it yet!"
Like magic, two sticks of candied haws appeared in his hand and stuffed them into the girl's hand, immediately stopping her crying.
The woman smiled apologetically. Her speech and behavior showed that she had the demeanor of a big family. She took out four coins from her embroidered belt and handed it over. Lou Xiaoyi shook his head, laughed, and turned to leave.
This small town at the foot of the mountain also had such a distinguished and outstanding person …
Early the next morning, more than ten people climbed the mountain. Although most of them were old people, they were originally mountain people, so no one paid attention to such a hill.
Lou Xiaoyi did not go down to welcome them, nor did he go to the town to meet them politely. He sat down and talked to them. As the guarding cultivator of Xuanyuan, he must have his own dignity. Being amiable and approachable depended on the situation.
When it came to immortal might, many people would fall for it. If you acted like a mortal and made no distinction between living and eating, it would cause some people to lose their respect for you. Instead, it would give rise to some thoughts that they shouldn't have.
These people were the people in charge of the town. Lou Xiaoyi was too lazy to distinguish their so-called official positions one by one. He only knew that the leading old man was the Chief Clerk, then there was the Assistant Chief Clerk, and then there was a mess of Minister of Discussion, Minister of Law, Minister of Merit, Minister of Grain, Minister of Household, Minister of Thieves, Minister of War, and so on.
The total population of Mao Jian Town was close to 100,000 people. The town was bigger than the city, so it was not easy for these people to maintain order, laws, and daily operations without any big trouble.
Although they looked fat, this was a reality that could not be changed and could not be stopped.
In the Cultivation World of Five Rings, there was an advantage to being a mortal in power. They did not have to worry about war and natural disasters! Therefore, they did not need to recruit too many soldiers, as long as they could maintain the local law and order.
In this place, there was no war between mortals because the cultivators would take care of everything. The mountain spirits and water monsters couldn't cause trouble because the cultivators would take care of them. Naturally, natural disasters would be dealt with by the cultivators. Therefore, it was actually quite easy.
Of course, there was basically no future for them. Dying of old age was their only destination, so it was understandable that they ate and became fatter. If they did not have any dreams, what else could they do except eat and drink?
Chief Shi's surname was Wang, and he was the head of the largest family in the town. This was also the habit of the Cultivation World's Sect to choose a mortal manager. The words of the big families were always more effective, and they had many advantages that the small families could not compare to. This was the reality and could not be ignored.
Although the master might not look at it, Chief Shi still ordered people to present the name list of Mao Jian Town, the rule of law, criminals, and other basic things related to the people's livelihood. This was a courtesy, and also a way to show submission.
Sure enough, the master did not look at it. It was not only Lou Xiaoyi, but any of the cultivators guarding Mao Jian Town, or other places, or the southeast region's Erhai, would not look at it. Whoever looked at it was stupid!
This was just a kind of ceremony.
He talked with everyone for half an hour, mainly about the local conditions and customs of Mao Jian Town. The atmosphere was very good. The locals only picked the good things to talk about, and the master only picked the good things to listen to. It was a happy and harmonious atmosphere.
Before leaving, the villagers asked the master to give them a lecture. A group of half-grown old men listening to a young man's lecture was a little funny, but how could they see through a cultivator's age?
"I don't have much to say, just two points.
As for the people's livelihood, let's not talk about prosperity. It's not difficult to provide food for the people. There is no need to pay excessive taxes, and it's not suitable if there is a corpse on the street …
The rule of law can't be done perfectly, but as long as you remember to leave a way out for people, it's probably not wrong …
In short, if you don't make trouble for me, I won't make trouble for you.
That's all? "
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