773 Eat soft rice and go through the back door
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Dong Dangan naturally knew that Mo Zhiyu only wanted to ask: "Why are so many people interested in me?" And they want to take my life. So he walked towards Mo Zhiyu and said, "Some people may think that you must not be a simple person when you come to Jinrong City at this time. ”
The servants of the piano hall seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and they brought breakfast when Dong Tangan sat down opposite Mo Zhiyu.
In fact, for Yuanli monks like them, eating is dispensable, but many people still enjoy the pleasure of eating, Dong Dangan is such a person, and Mo Zhiyu is also such a person, so Mo Zhiyu unceremoniously picked up a bun and nibbled on it. Then he sighed and said, "Ahhhh You should listen to the lady, just bear with the old man, what kind of crime do you come out to suffer? ”
Dong Dangan glanced at Mo Zhiyu lightly, and felt that this person's play was a little too much, and then he took a shallow sip of porridge, chewed it slowly, and then said seriously: "Old Mo, you still have to be careful, after all, Jinrong City is now an eventful season, although I am an idle elder, there are some things that cannot escape." If you are a guest this time, maybe many people are trying their best to win you over, or perhaps, some people have regarded you as a fierce enemy. For the sake of your cousin, you have to take care of yourself. ”
"Of course, of course," Mo Zhiyu came to the spirit very cooperatively, "For the sake of the lady, I will definitely do a career!" ”
Dong Dangan smiled softly and nodded, very satisfied with Mo Zhiyu and his cooperation this time.
At this moment, a small servant came running and presented a letter to Dong Dangan. In this world, papermaking technology has actually matured, but the families in the north are still proud of the use of bamboo slips and silk silk, but the south prefers to use light things such as paper.
Dong Dangan took the envelope and waved it down, and then he slowly opened the envelope and looked at the letter. Mo Zhiyu asked curiously, "Big cousin, what is it?" ”
"Exactly, it's your concern." Dong Dangan turned the letter around and handed it to Mo Zhiyu.
Mo Zhiyu took the paper, his eyes swept lightly, and he had already finished reading it, and said happily: "The selection will start to register this afternoon?" Sure enough, that's good news! Then he looked eager and said, "Big cousin, what do I need to prepare?" ”
Dong Dangan smiled and said, "Our sect is not limited to customs and etiquette, just go and register your own simple information." Then he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Zhiyu, saying, "You can just show this to the disciples at the door, you can save some effort in queuing." ”
"Thanks." Mo Zhiyu happily accepted the letter paper and happily nibbled on the bun.
After dinner, he left the piano hall by himself. Obviously, those people's attention to him did not relax in the slightest, and in the short time he was walking on the street, at least six waves of people were following him one after another.
Mo Zhi was also happy to be followed, because Yun Shi had already told him before he left that since he was here, he would definitely be noticed by all parties, and he could just use this to cover up his identity, as long as he was not concerned by the Sword Heng Sect.
So he walked all the way, like a country bun that rarely entered the big city, he was interested in everything, and he also ran to listen to music and watch plays without doing his job. It was only in the afternoon that he slipped to the registration point for the recruitment of disciples of the Nine Peaks Sect, and while eating meat skewers, he crumpled the letter that Dong Dangan gave him and handed it to the disciples of the Nine Peaks Sect at the door.
Dong Dangan's letter was not only crumpled, but also stained with grease and sludge, which made the disciples of the Jiuzhi Sect very disgusted. But because of Dong Dangan's face, he was still polite to Mo Zhiyu, and after quickly browsing the letter, he stuffed the letter back into Mo Zhiyu's arms, and then directly took Mo Zhiyu to bypass the long line of loose cultivation and went directly into the house to register.
Of course, this caused the dissatisfaction of these loose cultivators, but Mo Zhiyu still showed an indifferent look, quickly finished the matter, and then walked away. At the end of this day, it did make those who paid attention to him suspicious: "There is no need to pay attention to this thing at all, cultivation is a general, but this virtue is simply a bastard!" Those who eat soft rice eat soft rice! ”
After a few days, Mo Zhiyu found that there were more than half of the people who paid attention to him, which made him a little disappointed, and Dong Dangan felt that he was addicted to acting.
Soon it was September 1st, and it was the examination for the selection of disciples from the Jiuzhi Sect. Dong Dangan showed that he was benevolent and righteous after the letter to Mo Zhiyu, and all that was left was to provide Mo Zhiyu with food and drink, so on this day, Mo Zhiyu walked slowly outside the West City Gate by himself, and stepped into the team of loose cultivation at the last point in time.
The cultivators who had been waiting here for a long time despised him very much for such behavior, and some of them even recognized him as the one who walked through the back door that day, and even sneered at him.
"Ding! Bite! Bite! The bell on the stage rang three times, signaling the official start of this selection, and then a person wearing the costume of a middle-ranking elder of the Nine Peaks Sect walked out. The clothes of the Jiuzhi sect are influenced by the southern continent, which is more blue and green, and they all like to have dark patterns, which is very unique.
The elder walked to the stage, snorted lightly a few times, only glanced at everyone in the audience lightly, and said very arrogantly: "Pay attention, now the preliminary examination for the selection of disciples of the Jiuzhi Sect has officially begun." Whether you can stay or not, you have to pass this level first, and now, I will start announcing the rules of this competition. ”
Although the stage is quiet, but after all, there is a group of rabble, and it is inevitable that they will talk in a whisper, saying something about internal decision, gossip such as going through the back door, and some are directly leaking the topic, of course, they glance at the ink delirium who keeps yawning from time to time, because this is a typical example of "going through the back door".
"Ding!" "Silence!"
The elder on the stage couldn't stand the discussion of the people in the audience, slammed the bell, and shouted angrily, which made the group of people in the audience restrain a little. Then he took out a large piece of rice paper and read: "The preliminary selection lasts for three days!" Candidates must stay in the woods outside the West Gate for three days, and each person will be given a teleportation rune paper, during which they can shred the rune paper and teleport out of the forest if they want to leave. ”
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