The pontoon boat traveled for nearly half a month and arrived near Miaomiao Mountain.
The waiter knocked on Mi August's door.
After a while, Mi August, disguised as a young spiritual master, walked out.
"Guest, we will arrive at the inn, your destination, in a quarter of an hour." The waiter asked politely, "Would you like to go out and have a look?"
"That's fine. "When Mi August came out, she had already put away the door hanging on the floating boat. In fact, she had already received a notice from the spirit of the door before the waiter arrived.
Mi August, who had once experienced a pontoon boat trip to the E Academy, stood on the deck of this commercial pontoon boat and looked at the mountains and rivers below.
The waiter beside her first asked Mi August if he was familiar with Miaomiao Mountain and if he needed an introduction.
Mi August said: "I only know about it in books."
The waiter began to take advantage of his knowledge of major places on the road and started to work as a tour guide for Mi August.
Some of what he said were things Mi August had read in books, and there were also many interesting little things.
The time passed with the waiter's narration. The floating boat arrived at the inn and lowered the ladder.
The waiter warmly saw Mi off the ship in August.
Mi August gave him another tip before leaving.
This made the waiter smile and received envious looks from his colleagues around him.
Of course other guests noticed Mi August's generosity.
——There are not many rules for tipping in Lingzhou, it all depends on your mood.
Mi August now has money on hand and doesn’t mind these spiritual crystals.
Because of this generous image, it attracts those who are interested to get closer.
She knows how to choose people, and chooses an eloquent one among these people who deliberately approach her, and listens to the other person's interesting stories about Brahma Changtian recently.
“You know about the Yinhuan Mansion Yinqianshang Four-Star Banquet a few days ago, right?”
"I have some gossip. Yin Qianshang fights Yinshu first and then Mi August. The fight between two generations of Tongtian sons, people of similar age, can be said to be..."
Mi, one of the parties involved in the battle. In August, I made up nine points about this man, but only one point turned out to be true. I listened with interest to the story of the battle. If the people present that day had not listened to this wonderful story, they would probably have believed eight or nine points.
“Gongyi Shu’s defeat was not unjust, but Mi August’s victory was unexpected, and he suddenly became famous.”
“Now everyone guesses that Mi August is not a mortal spirit child at all. But the second generation of the Hidden World Spirit, whose identity Even Yin Qianshang was willing to be a stepping stone and send her up the ladder to heaven."
"There are even secret treasures coming out of the Yinhuan auction, and even treasures like elf species have appeared. Do you know what elf species are? ”
Having said so much, here comes the point.
Mi August took the opportunity to ask: "What is it?"
"This news is not simple." The man squinted and smiled.
Mi August said considerately: "Okay, then I won't ask."
"...It's not impossible to ask, it's just that information is hard to find, let alone involving high-level spirits. News from the teacher!”
"High-level spiritual master?"
Seeing that Mi August's interest was aroused, the man had a painful expression as if he couldn't bear to let the child catch the wolf, "Yes, high-level spiritual master." He opened the spiritual power shield, He said mysteriously: "The high-level spiritual master who took the photo of the elf species died."
Mi August looked surprised.
"So this news is not cheap." That made it clear.
Mi August thought for a while, "I am still a low-level person, so I shouldn't know about the news that can kill even high-level spiritual masters."
"..."
There was silence for a long time.
The two of them have reached a deserted place.
The tall and thin spiritual master tore off his disguise and revealed his ferocity, "You kid, are you kidding me!?"
Mi August said in surprise: "Don't you also want to harm me?" With a vigilant expression on his face, he secretly cursed himself for having hunted geese all day long, only to have them peck his eyes.
However, it is too late to say anything now, it is better to win it at once!
The spiritual master is confident that even if he fails to attack by surprise, he will still be better than this fat sheep in a head-on confrontation.
His biggest killing move is once he takes action.
Mi August realized that his body could not move.
She looked down at her feet.
Just stepping on the shadow of the spiritual master on the opposite side.
“Ha, you dare to bow your head at this time.” The spiritual master’s mocking voice rang out, already regarding Mi August as the second-generation spiritual master with little actual combat experience.
Mi August recognized at a glance that this person was using shadow trick, and the trick power he used was shadow binding.
Using shadow tricks to restrain the enemy's movements, making the opponent completely unable to move.
The longer the time, the stronger the bond becomes.
She had just stood in the shadow of the spiritual master for so long, no wonder the spiritual master was so confident.
The confident spiritual master did not say anything for a while, and the shadow that bound Mi August did not respond further.
Mi August raised his head and saw a horrified face on the opposite side.
In a rather weird and twisted way, he stands still with the thumb of one foot, and his hands seem to be flying in the air.
The two looked at each other.
The panic in the spiritual master's eyes became even stronger, and then he desperately begged for mercy.
It's a pity that he couldn't even say the words to beg for mercy. It was obviously too difficult to support the weight of the whole body with just one toe. As soon as his body shook slightly, it fell apart in front of Mi August's eyes and fell down. Lose.
A burst of childish laughter sounded.
The strange child Yin Qianshang had seen before was standing next to the spiritual master's flesh and blood.
It seemed like it had played a satisfying game, its face was glowing with joy, and its eyes were crooked and shining with a strange light.
The spiritual master's flesh and blood quickly melted into the energy of this monster.
The spiritual master is dead, and the shadow that binds Mi August is useless.
She looked at the child Guaitan who walked in front of him, holding the dead spiritual master's bag of good fortune in both hands, and offered all the spoils to him in a flattering manner.
The Ruyi Pouch is very clean, without any trace of blood on it.
Mi August took a look at the contents and sighed again that eating black food was a shortcut to getting rich.
This episode did not delay her much. She left here and headed directly to Miaomiao Mountain. It didn't take long before she arrived at a town near Miaomiao Mountain.
It can be said that every sphere of influence has its own cultural atmosphere.
For example, the free style of Shanxia City near Du'e Academy, the luxurious style of Yinhuan Headquarters, and the current technological style near Miaomiao Mountain.
After Mi August entered the city, he saw towering buildings, which were exquisite, rough, or minimalist. They were of all kinds. There were also walking tools on the roads, which were a bit like modern cyberspace in his previous life. style.
If it weren't for the people walking here and their long-haired robes, they would look like they were dressed in Lingzhou.
Although Mi August was enthusiastic about seeing it, he did not stay in the city for too long, but went straight to the gate of Miaomiao Mountain.
Now that she is here, she must first visit Miaomiao Mountain to be polite, and there will be more time to study this city in detail in the future.
The process of entering Miaomiao Mountain was not complicated. Mi August returned to his original appearance, took out the Miaomiao Lot and was invited into the mountain.
The steward who picked her up introduced her to Miaomiao Mountain along the way, sent her to the arranged residence, and then left.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door again, and it was Su Pingping.
Su Pingping is still the same as the one she saw when she was in Lingxi. She is wearing thick clothes that are inconsistent with the season, and her face with some freckles shows the vitality of a girl.
She first said hello to Mi August, and then asked her to see the Master.