"He Bo, Master Qiu Ping summoned us here, does he want us to guard the door for him, or do he want us to serve the dishes?"
On the tributary of the Fu River not far away, a cloud of water vapor rose up, and then turned into an old man carrying a turtle shell on his back. Beside him stood a little girl less than four feet tall.
The girl has a slender figure, smooth skin, and an extremely delicate face. If she were not too thin, she would be a bit of a disaster for the country and the people.
Behind her was a pair of slightly opened and closed shells, shaped like butterfly wings, with some very light dark gray lines on them. .
Hearing these words from Bei Nu, He Bo was slightly startled. Why were these words so familiar? It seemed that a certain little loach had asked him similar words when he went to the Dragon Lord Palace.
It's just that time has passed, and the little guy who was a little stupid at the beginning has long since become the chief official of one party, leaving everyone behind.
"Ha ha ha ha."
He Bo stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and laughed loudly.
A trace of doubt flashed in Bei Nu's eyes, but immediately her body was covered with a layer of red, and her body shrank slightly into the shell.
Although she didn't know why He Bo laughed at her, she realized that she seemed to have said something stupid.
"Hahaha, you are also a ninth-grade god after all. Although Qiu Tiju has a high status, he is still your boss, not your master."
"Your coming here is all official business, not private. You will not be asked to serve the dishes and guard the door."
After He Bo finished laughing, he explained it to Bei Nu.
Bei Nu nodded as if she understood. For little people like them, she couldn't understand many twists and turns in officialdom.
"When I meet Qiu Tiju later, I have to be sweeter. This guy is very rich now. Shaking off a little bit of stuff will be enough for you to practice for a long time."
Hebo led Bei Nu, and while walking, he spoke a few words.
As soon as the two of them stepped into Huang'ao Village, they felt the surging spiritual essence rushing towards their faces like a flood.
Even He Bo felt dizzy in his head, as if a person had been in an oxygen-deprived environment for a long time and suddenly came to a place rich in oxygen, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
He Bo breathed out a few breaths, and the state he had been stagnant for a long time was actually shaken a few times at this moment.
"This little loach is really getting more and more amazing."
Looking at the mottled ancient wells in front and the newly built [Wenxinjing Temple], He Bo also sighed slightly, but hundreds of thousands of thoughts flashed through his heart.
There is both the pride that one's own children have become successful, and also a bit of loss that one realizes that they cannot play a big role in front of the children.
"Third uncle, you are here, please come in quickly..."
Just as he was sighing with emotion, Biese San'er, who had been doing reception work at the door, saw him and came over to say hello.
"My mistress, you're not bad. You look much calmer than before."
He Bo chuckled and looked at his younger generation. After these days of hard work, he has matured a lot.
"Those are all thanks to Third Uncle's support. If you hadn't recommended me to you, I wouldn't be where I am today."
Bi San'er's posture was very low at the moment, and he smiled.
"Xiaosan'er, what are you planning to do today, Mr. Keji? I don't believe that he will simply hold a celebration party for the completion of the [Source Vein]."
Seeing that there was no one around, He Bo pulled Bi San'er aside and asked in a low voice.
"Third Uncle, as expected, I can't hide anything from you. Master Tiju invited various forces to come today and said that he wanted to sell a house... I don't quite understand what we as practitioners want a house for."
Biese San'er scratched his head. He did know some inside information, but he didn't quite understand what Qiu Ping meant by selling the house.
It can't be literal.
"Selling a house? To whom?"
He Bo was also a little confused. Is there anyone in the spiritual world who needs a house?
The shell girl on the side has already shrunk most of her body into the shell. Yes, does anyone need a house?
Isn’t this something that is present at birth?
…
There were quite a lot of people coming this time. Basically, all the forces in Qingzhou, large and small, received his invitation.
He is now a sixth-grade god, and can be considered a figure in Qingzhou.
Coupled with his current reputation, all the major forces consciously gave him face. Even if there was an urgent matter, they would at least send one or two young juniors to attend the celebration.
It was also the first time that Qiu Ping understood so intuitively that there were so many small and medium-sized forces within the control of Shinto.
Qiu Ping warmly entertained these people, feasting on the specialties of the three major transportation companies and setting up a feast for the whole day.
"It's really strange. This little loach has become so generous. Something is wrong." He Bo muttered to himself while helping the little loach entertain the guests.
If Qiu Ping's peeing ability can make him, an iron rooster, pluck his feathers, there must be something deceitful about it.
Just when the celebration was in full swing, I suddenly saw someone getting up.
"Everyone, please listen to me."
The man clapped his hands and raised his voice slightly, and the whole hall suddenly became quiet.
"coming!"
He Bo muttered in his heart, he just said, how could this meal be so delicious?
However, the person speaking seems familiar.
He looked at the other person's masked face and said, "Why is it so familiar? Isn't this person Judge Cui?"
It's just that it's not Cui Pan from Changning County, but Cui Pan from Tijusi.
"Uh-huh!"
Judge Cui stretched out his hand, and a picture scroll emerged from his hand and hung in the air.
On this scroll, there are criss-crossing lines that look like spider webs. On top of the lines, there are twenty-nine cities, three large and twenty-six small.
At first glance, it looks like these spider webs are wrapping the city, which looks particularly strange.
Everyone can probably tell that this seems to be a map of the three prefectures in the southwest of Qingzhou. These twenty-nine cities also represent the distribution of the three prefectures and twenty-six counties.
In the center of the grid, the location of the ancient well where Qiu Ping was located is marked.
"Currently, our Tai'an Mansion has been fully covered by [Source Veins]. According to measurements, the overall spiritual essence concentration is twice that of other places. According to the passage of time, in half a year, the overall spiritual essence concentration will be twice that of other places."
Judge Cui's tone was very calm, but the people from the major forces below were very surprised.
The twice the concentration of spiritual essence is already comparable to many small blessed places.
"Of course, this is not enough. In order to celebrate Tai'an Prefecture's first realization of [Source Veins] coverage, our Lifting Department decided to increase Tai'an Prefecture's authority to obtain spiritual essence, so that its concentration of spiritual essence can reach normal areas in half a year. More than four times.”
(End of chapter)
