Big dreamer

"Wei... Fellow Taoist, I have something unclear. Why are there so many ordinary servants in Mount Putuo?" Shen Luo asked.

"Guests who come to Mount Putuo all have this doubt. After all, even if other sects do chores, most of them are done by outer disciples, and they rarely take in so many ordinary people." Wei Qing said without any surprise. .

"Yes, as far as I know, most sects' mountain gates try to avoid too much interaction with mortals. This is what I don't understand." Shen Luo said, Bai Xiaotian on the side did not speak. There was a look of deep approval on his face.

"The mortals who can come here either yearn for Buddhism or are trapped in a sea of ​​suffering. Naturally, they come here to seek Buddha and relief. However, there are also some people who are lucky enough to be favored by the immortal master and get The idea of ​​​​entering Zen practice is too slim," Wei Qing said slowly with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"So that's it. As the saying goes, 'The human way is insignificant, the immortal way is vast,' and that's probably it." Shen Luoshen said in agreement.

The three of them chatted casually and walked hundreds of feet along the bluestone mountain road. After passing through a narrow passage, the terrain in front suddenly opened up, and a flat mountain valley appeared, in which two-story single-family houses were built. wooden house.

Not far from these wooden houses, there is the only palace building on the top of the mountain, standing not far from the entrance of the narrow passage.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian followed Wei Qing into the main hall. They saw a fat middle-aged steward sitting behind a desk. As soon as they saw Wei Qing leading the two people in, they immediately stood up from their chairs. He stood up with a "swish" sound.

"Uncle Wei, why are you here in Youran Valley?" The fat steward said with some fear as he straightened the hat that almost slipped off his head.

"It's nothing. Send two colleagues from other sects who came to attend the Fairy Apricot Conference to register and arrange accommodation for them." Wei Qing said calmly without any change in his expression.

"Oh, it turns out they are distinguished guests from another sect. Don't worry, Uncle Wei. Since you personally sent them, I will treat them well." The fat steward rubbed his hands and said flatteringly.

"They...forget it, I'll leave it to you." Seeing that he had misunderstood, Wei Qing wanted to explain, but felt it was unnecessary.

After that, he said goodbye, turned around and walked out of the palace gate, and left in a daze.

Seeing that his figure disappeared from the end of his sight, the smile on the fat steward's face did not diminish by half, and he carefully asked Shen Luo and the others:

"May I ask these two fellow Taoists, who is Master Wei's uncle?"

"It's not anyone, we just met Senior Wei today." Shen Luo replied casually.

"That's strange..." The fat steward said with some surprise when he heard this.

"What's so strange about this?" Bai Xiaotian asked with a frown.

"You don't know that this Senior Uncle Wei Qing has always been very indifferent. He rarely cares about anything other than cultivation in the sect. I have never seen you personally bring you to Youran Valley like today." The fat steward smiled "hehe" and said.

Hearing this, Shen Luo and the other two were a little surprised, and became a little more interested in Wei Qing.

"Senior Wei doesn't look like him. Many people greeted him along the way and he looked quite friendly." Shen Luo said deliberately.

"Um...most of the people you see are ordinary mortals, right?" The fat steward hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Not bad." Shen Luo nodded.

The fat steward grinned, showed a somewhat understanding look, and said:

"This is another weird thing. Uncle Wei never smiles at the people who practice in his sect. Only when he meets ordinary people, he will occasionally stop and say a few words.

"As the saying goes, people with different Taoisms cannot work together. It's true that few immortal masters on the mountain are close to ordinary people, but it's nothing unusual. It's not too strange." Shen Luo said with a smile.

"Haha, you shouldn't talk about seniors behind your back, you shouldn't, you shouldn't..." The fat steward patted himself on the face and said with some regret.

"Senior Wei Qing has a unique temperament that makes people happy. We are all expressing our admiration and it is not an unreasonable opinion." Shen Luo said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, this fellow Taoist is right, and it is not an unreasonable opinion." Upon hearing this, the fat steward's face suddenly filled with smiles.

"Senior, how do we register?" Shen Luo asked.

"Just give me your token. I will record your name and the sect you belong to in the book." The fat steward said.

"Junior Shen Luo, this time I am here on behalf of the Tang Dynasty government." Shen Luo said, handing over his token.

"Junior Bai Xiaotian, from Huasheng Temple." After saying that, Bai Xiaotian also took out his token and handed it to the steward.

The steward took the two people's tokens, checked them and found nothing unusual, and then recorded their information in the register.

"This is the map of Youran Valley. You two can take a look at it and choose a favorite residence for yourself." While talking, the fat steward brought out another long scroll.

He spread the scroll on the table. After a burst of smoke rose from the scroll, a miniature version of Youran Valley appeared on the scroll, with every house and building in it vividly presented on it.

"These red loft buildings have been selected by others, and the rest are yours to choose from." The fat steward continued.

Shen Luo took a look and saw that there were more than a hundred loft buildings in the valley. Most of them were concentrated in the flattest area in the center of the valley, with only a few scattered on the cliffs and ridges in the valley.

As for the better location in the center of the valley, four or five lofts have been turned into pure red, while the rest look like white-drawing scrolls without coloring.

"How about these two?" Shen Luo asked after looking at them for a while, pointing to two adjacent lofts on a mountain ridge.

"I don't care, I just listen to you." Bai Xiaotian said casually after taking a glance.

"You two have really good vision. The two lofts are the highest. Standing on the second floor, you can have a panoramic view of the valley. The sight is excellent." The fat steward heard this and said with a smile.

"Then these two, I'll thank you, senior." Shen Luo said.

"Okay." The fat steward nodded, took out a white jade seal he carried with him from his waist, and pressed it on each of the two houses.

There was no ink pad on the seal, but the moment it fell, both lofts turned bright red.

"It's done. The house here is cleaned by handymen all year round. You two can just move in." said the fat steward.