After practicing day and night, Su Bei tempered his meridians and acupoints. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was already dark.

The dilapidated attic in front of me has been completely renewed, and the lights are brightly lit. Su Bei clearly saw that all the corroded beams and pillars in the attic have been replaced. A pale yellow street stall was laid on the ground, and the mottled inner and outer walls have been painted. All the house ornaments brought from Jiuwei Mansion have been installed. Two big red lanterns were hung at the door. Looking out from the outside, the magnificent and elegant style of the Qingqiu was everywhere. There was no trace of the shadow of the previous dilapidated attic that seemed to be haunted.

When Su Bei woke up, Yinsuo was standing in the main hall and talking to an old man wearing a blue scribe scarf, a yellow long gown, and meticulously caring his hair. Perhaps it was always hanging Su Bei. As soon as Su Bei opened her eyes, she found it. The old man in the yellow shirt came over.

After running to two or three feet in front of northern Jiangsu, Yinsuo grabbed the old man in yellow who wanted to walk to northern Jiangsu and waved his hand and shouted: "Young Master!"

Su Bei stood up, scratched the back of his head and asked, "Why is it getting dark? Didn't you call me when someone who promised to repair the house comes?"

Yinsuo smiled and rushed to Dahuang, who was lying beside Subei, raised his chin, "Then Master Dahuang also wants me to allow me to get close to you!"

"Hmph!" Master Dahuang snorted lazily, as if he was very satisfied with Yinsuo's "Master".

Seeing its lazy appearance, Su Bei bent down and pressed its big head and rubbed it wildly, "It's like this, Sister Yinsuo, don't be as knowledgeable as it. When I practice in the future, don't call it. Just call me from a distance."

Yinsuo curled his lips, as if he was not scolding Dahuang for Su Bei, but instead asked himself not to call him next time, but he still saluted in a regular manner: "I remember it."

Su Bei nodded and his eyes fell on the old man in yellow: "Who are you?"

The old man in yellow looked at Dahuang and saw that it was lazy and had no intention of standing up. He then stepped forward and bowed: "I am the housekeeper assigned to you by Renhe Palace. My name is Wang and Laifu. Master, you will call Lao Nu Laifu in the future."

"Lai Fu?" Su Bei thought for a while, and felt that the name looked too much like a dog, so he shook his head and said, "I'll call you Lao Wang in the future. I've just come here and said that I don't know much about our Zaiwu Mountain. I'll ask Lao Wang to give me more advice in the future."

Wang Laifu hurriedly bowed and said, "I dare not, but as long as the old slave knows, he will definitely speak everything and say everything."

Su Bei nodded at him and turned his eyes to Yinsuo, "Sister Yinsuo, are you cooking? I'm hungry."

Yinsuo nodded to him again, "The pots and pans are all there, how can I cook?"

Su Bei turned his head and saw that he was so angry that he squatted down and hugged Dahuang's head and rubbed it wildly, "You idiot, you don't let the pots and pans return the beads. Oh no, Sister Yinsuo takes it, let's drink the northwest wind tonight?"

While fighting with the devil's clutch in northern Jiangsu, Master Dahuang grinned and said, "It's you who drinks the northwest wind. I have flesh and bones, so there is no need to drink the northwest wind!"

Su Bei was furious, "If you have what you have, don't care about my life or death, right? Your flesh and blood? Confiscated, all of them are confiscated!"

"Ao", Dahuang howled, turned over and pressed Su Bei to the ground, "I dare to make a fuss about Master I, Master I will fight you!"

Half an hour later, Subei finally had a hot meal.

A square gold-packed glass table brought by Subei from Qingqiu, Subei and Silver Lock, Wang Laifu sat for one person to eat, and rhubarb sat for one person to eat his pig's legs.

As the wind blows the clouds, Su Bei picks up food into his stomach, he asks, "Old Wang (chew)... I just arrived today... (swallows) to ride the mountain. Is there anything I need to do tomorrow?"

Compared with the unrestrained food in Subei, Wang Laifu was much more restrained and didn't dare to pick up food when he was holding rice bowls and dishes. When he heard Subei's question, he immediately put the bowls and chopsticks back on the table. After thinking carefully for a while, he said cautiously: "Master, you first came here and said that there are many things to do. But tomorrow is the day of preaching on the Chicken Eagle Pavilion. Tomorrow, you can go to Chicken Eagle Palace to get familiar with other inner disciples. After all, people pay attention to the worldly style wherever they go."

Su Bei suddenly realized and praised: "It makes sense. I heard that there is an old man in my family and he has a treasure. It's true... But what is the Eagle Palace?"

Wang Laifu explained: "The Eagle refers to the eagle with its wings. The Eagle Hall is where all the inner disciples of our Zaiwu Mountain listen to the sermon. On the five months of every month, a deacon or elder will go to the Eagle Hall to preach. Tomorrow will happen to be the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the day when the Eagle Hall preaches, and any inner disciples in the mountains will go."

Su Bei thought about it carefully and felt that since he was already an inner disciple of Zaiwu Mountain, it would definitely be beneficial to know the senior brother in the mountains. The old saying goes, one fence has three stakes, and one hero has three gangs.

"That's right, then Lao Wang, please take me over here tomorrow morning."

Wang Laifu responded, and Subei continued to focus on eating.

After chatting for a few words, maybe I felt that Su Bei was really not arrogant and had a good personality. Wang Laifu gradually became less restrained. "Master, please forgive me for saying more. If you really want to go to the Eagle Palace tomorrow, then your mouth that calls me "I" will have to be changed, and others will laugh at you."

"Oh," Su Bei remembered that when he was in Kyushou Mansion before, the old housekeeper seemed to have said the same thing, "Okay, I won't pay more attention in the future."

He still listens to good things.

Wang Laifu nodded with a smile, feeling that he would be quite lucky to serve such an easy-to-talk master.

After dinner, Su Bei continued to carry the cushion back to the yard to meditate, running the "Yin and Yang Hundred Refinings Sutra" to absorb the moonlight and temper the soul... A month ago, his dream was just to be a rich master with no worries about food and clothing. Now, he has become a rich master who is richer than all the wealthy families in Yanzhiguan, but he has no sense of satisfaction in his heart. He has even forgotten that all this was his dream.

This is not that he is greedy or that he is greedy or content, but that his dream has become subtly powerful in Qingqiu's life that month ago, so powerful that he can protect his sister Su Qingxuan, protect the Nine-tail Mansion, and protect all the people and things he wants to protect... In this life, he never wants to see anyone he cares about die in his arms.

This may be growth.

...

"Master, Master..."

In the hazy state, Su Bei heard someone shouting. He slowly took the initiative and opened his eyes and saw Wang Laifu standing two or three meters away looking at him. Beside him, Dahuang was baring his teeth at him.

He rubbed the top of its head and looked up at the sky. Seeing dim stars hanging in the dark sky, he couldn't help but yawn, "Old Wang, it's so early!"

Wang Laifu replied, "Aren't you going to the Eagle Palace? It's a bit far from the Eagle Palace. It's your first time to go there, so it's better to get it earlier."

Su Bei stood up and smiled and said, "You have thought it through so much, you have been bothering."

Wang Laifu nodded modestly and said, "It should be, sir, let's set off."

Su Bei patted the yawning rhubarb sitting beside him, "Let's go."

Dahuang stood up, shook her tail and followed Su Bei out.

Wang Laifu glanced at Dahuang and wanted to say something, but looking at Su Bei's natural appearance, he felt that he should have a clear idea in his heart, so he swallowed the words to his mouth again.

After the two of them went out, they walked up the wide and flat winding mountain road. Along the way, Wang Laifu kept pointing to the southeast, northwest and north to introduce the teachings of the martial arts to northern Jiangsu, where is the Baicao Hall for selling spiritual elixirs, where is the Earth Kung Fu Hall for adjusting the concentration of the spiritual veins in the cave, where is the management of the disciples' and servants, and where is the people who receive the sect tasks...

According to Wang Laifu, Zaiwu Mountain sounds like there is only one mountain, but in fact it refers to a mountain range. The place where they are now is the main peak of Zaiwu Mountain.

There are various hall branches at the foot of the main peak to serve the various daily needs of many outer disciples distributed around the main peak. Under normal circumstances, outer disciples are not allowed to come to the main peak. Of course, there is a layer of ban at the foot of the main peak, and the outer disciples’ waist cards cannot go up the mountain.

The main peak is the inner disciples of Zaiwu Mountain, the true disciples, and many deacons and elders' practice place. Wang Laifu said that the spiritual energy of the main peak is several times that of the surrounding mountains, and the spiritual energy in the cave of the inner disciples is several times that of the outside world, which is extremely conducive to subconscious cultivation.

After walking along the way, northern Jiangsu finally had a vague impression of Zaiwu Mountain.

"At this time, the young master's golden attic is the Eagle Hall. You can go there yourself. The old slave cannot step into the Eagle Hall." When he walked halfway up the mountain, Wang Laifu pointed to the magnificent palace in front of him and said to Su Bei.

Su Bei glanced at Wang Laifu and said, "Finish, then you go back first. I... I'll listen later and go back by myself. I remember the way."

Wang Laifu clicked, turned around and walked a few steps, and couldn't help but turn around and said to Su Bei: "Master, please let Dahuang go back with the old slave, it's not appropriate to go in."

Su Bei replied without thinking: "It's okay, it's just following me."

Wang Laifu thought very carefully, afraid that Dahuang would cause trouble for Subei here, but he didn't know what Dahuang was in Subei's heart... For Subei, Dahuang is not a pet, a relative, a brother, or a brother. As long as he could go, he naturally believed that Dahuang could go, and he would not go in the place where he was not allowed to go.

Just like when I was in Jiuwei Mansion, the old housekeeper refused to allow rhubarb to go to the dining table, and the result was that Su Bei and rhubarb sat on the ground together.

Wang Laifu wanted to say something, but Su Bei had already led Dahuang to the Eagle Hall. He could only sigh lightly and find a clean bluestone next to him to sit down... He had a premonition that Dahuang would cause trouble for Su Bei.

It was just dawn and it was still early. When Su Bei stepped into the Chicken Eagle Hall, he saw hundreds of bright yellow futons neatly placed on a spacious open-air platform, with no one inside.

He glanced around, picked up a futon near the column, and led Dahuang over to sit down.

Dahuang stayed in Subei for a night and was so sleepy that when Subei sat down, it rested its head on Subei's legs and fell asleep. Not long after, it made loud snoring sounds.
Chapter completed!