The weather here is similar to spring and autumn, neither cold nor hot, but the wind is a bit strong.
But when you look up at the sky, you can see a row of huge strange light sources hanging in the sky. They are rows of street lamps hanging in the sky. You can tell at a glance that they are not natural products.
The sky next to the light source was dark and empty, with no color in the sky, and no clouds or birds. It seemed that this place had no atmosphere.
Frequently coming and going in the sky are monks and spiritual beasts.
Some are riding swords, some are riding boats, some are gathering in groups, some are walking alone, and some will stay on the sky pavilion for a while, pointing below, and then leave.
Yang Zhao took a deep breath, not noticing anything unusual, and then jumped slightly. Unexpectedly, she quickly left the ground and jumped three feet high.
She was startled by this sudden change, but she quickly stabilized her mind and quickly calmed down with a turn of spiritual power.
But the gentlemen in those schools all moved normally and freely, and no one encountered her situation.
Yang Zhao tried again and found that the gravity here was indeed a bit weak.
Suddenly, she felt an itch on the top of her head. She stretched out her hand and touched it, and pulled out a happy grass from her head. The grass was green, tender, and unusually bright.
It was the gentlemen from Yunzhou Prefecture who spread the news. At first, Yang Zhao didn't even notice that he had such a thing on his head.
All the students in Yunzhou Academy have one or two grasses growing on their heads, which are tender and cute.
But the effect of this small grass is not bad. With the blessing of these small grasses, those embarrassed people finally got rid of the embarrassing situation of vomiting on the ground and stood up.
At one time, five to six thousand people in the square all used the cleaning technique in unison, and the whole scene was spectacular.
After these students had finished packing, the teachers from Yunzhou Prefecture put away the tooth flags floating in the sky.
"We are going to stay here for an hour. Those who want to go shopping can leave. Don't wander around. We will meet here on time in an hour."
When she heard that the show was about to end, Yang Zhao became anxious. She had just been focused on watching the novelty and had forgotten about holding the machine beans.
She took out the white cloth from the Qiankun bag with the advertisement for recruiting people to carry the machine bean. With a shake of her wrist, she summoned the dragon gun and hung the white cloth up. Then her spiritual power moved and the dragon gun was sent up into the air. The wind blew the white cloth. Whisking sound.
Yang Zhao urged his spiritual power to flow into the red line on his wrist, vibrating the contract, and then shouted loudly: "Those who signed the contract with me, please come to me to receive the silver and the machine beans."
After shouting three times in a row, everyone in the playground focused their attention on her. The person who signed the contract with her from Yunzhou Prefecture School was beside her and came over first.
Yang Zhao took out a big bag from the Qiankun Bag, sent spiritual power to the one hundred and eighteen lead beans in the bag, and threw it on the ground to summon the little bean people. More than a hundred little bean people squeezed out a territory in an instant.
As soon as some Xiaodou people opened their eyes, they couldn't control the expressions on their faces and looked around with their mouths open.
"Fuck, ahhhh."
"This, this, this, is this real? Isn't this some kind of studio?"
"This is not the earth, right? Isn't this?!"
"Six thousand yuan is well spent..."
"I spent 60,000, and it was well worth it!"
"Dude, you are a rich man!"
"Look at those birds in the sky... people... mother... there are people flying in the sky..."
"This is not scientific..."
"Those clouds, do you think they are water vapor produced by the combustion of hydrogen?"
"Uh, maybe? So Soaring into the Clouds and Mist is to use hydrogen combustion to generate kinetic energy..."
"From now on, I will be a disciple of Sanqing, and I will seek immortality and seek immortality!!!"
Yang Zhao looked at the Sanqing disciple, and he didn't expect that someone could say such a second-rate line.
Fortunately, the students in the square couldn't understand Chinese, so they saved her some face.
As more and more students signed contracts with her, Yang Zhao had no choice but to appease Xiaodouren.
"Please be quiet, be quiet. This trip is entirely voluntary. If you regret it, you can think about it and go home automatically, but the cost of the trip is not refundable."
"I will assign a leader to you later. Two people will follow a leader and take care of each other."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she naturally attracted all the attention of the Xiaodou people, and all their glowing eyes looked at her for a moment.
"Ah, it's the blogger [Yun Yang Guan Yang Zhao]. I saw the real person today."
"It turns out that Yang Zhao is really a cultivator of immortality. I always thought her videos were special effects."
"I already told you that the video was not made with special effects, but no one listened!"
"Master, please accept my bow."
A small bean man was very smart and ran over to Yang Zhaona and bowed his head. Several villains suddenly realized that they rushed over and knelt down on the ground.
Yang Zhao watched speechlessly as more than a dozen Xiaodou people knelt down at his feet. He wished he could cover his face under the playful gazes of the students around him.
Fortunately, there were a hundred Xiaodou people who came from the country's rich and powerful people's side and did not come with these people to join in the fun, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.
Yang Zhao could only use his spiritual power to pick up objects from the air and lift up these little creatures one by one.
"You are here for tourism this time. I do not accept apprentices here. Please calm down. The two of you will follow a guide later."
"These leaders are also cultivators. Please be respectful to them."
After saying the same sentence three or four times, these little people calmed down and waited for Yang Zhao's arrangements.
After comforting Xiaodou Man, she began to greet the students who came over.
"Please be kind to the Qian Ji Dou and don't lose it to them. The agreement in our contract is that you must take it with you on the cross-border flying boat."
These students spoke one after another: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yang, it's just two tractor beans. We will abide by the agreement."
"Don't worry, it's not worth it because this little thing affects the road."
"That's right. Besides, we can't understand what they say, and they don't even bother us."
Yang Zhao saluted them: "Then thank you fellow Taoists, and please bear with me."
Then she assigned two Xiaodou people to each person, and gave each of them nineteen and a half taels of silver. She also gave one last instruction before leaving.
"When you get off the boat, return the machine beans to me, and you can get another tael of silver."
Then he gave two instructions to Xiaodou people in Chinese: "Follow your leader, but don't lose him. If you lose him, you won't be able to get on the boat."
Although many of these Xiaodou people's eyes flashed green with excitement, they still followed the monks obediently and promised her that they would never run away.
"Don't worry, blogger, the two of us will supervise and help each other."
The whole distribution process only took the time of a cup of tea. Yang Zhao took out the money happily, and Xiaodou and the others didn't cause any trouble for her, saving a lot of time.
The last two bean-men left were her own quota.
(End of chapter)
