The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

At dusk, the setting sun reflected the endless sea, with golden light, and the sound of seagulls crowing from time to time in the sky.

A series of five or six sea-going ships set sail and turned to the east. The galley of the cabin of the first big treasure ship had already started cooking dinner, and the scent of the food could be faintly smelled.

Zhao Qingyi meditated and practiced in her cabin for a whole day, and felt refreshed again. He didn't leave the cabin until he smelled the scent.

She was wearing a suave white robe. Today, she didn't have all her black hair. Instead, she was dressed as a quack. The white hair band and long black hair were flying with the sea breeze.

A set of tables and chairs were placed on the bow of the ship. At this time, three people were sitting there, but the other doormen were either doing exercises in the cabin or sleeping or cooking.

One of the three was the ship’s owner Lu Xu, the other was Huo Tianfang, a fake monk who didn’t take his own treasure ship but came to take the Lu’s boat, and a woman was Dongfang Ling’er, the third disciple of Ziying Sanren on Penglai Island. . Dongfang Ling'er has a cute name, but she is a glamorous beauty, because the head of Penglai has passed away, wearing a plain suit, making her even colder.

Lu Xu always went to see Cheng Bao, and Zhao Qingyi decided that before meeting Cheng Bao, as long as he didn't drive people, he would naturally follow him.

Huo Tianfang saw her and said with a smile: "Zi Jing, come and sit down."

Zhao Qingyi stretched out with a sword. The weapon was like a mobile phone to a knight for modern people. Basically, he even took the bed to sleep. I'm afraid it was when we got married, because of the wife's reaction, it was not easy to bring the bridal chamber together.

Zhao Qingyi sat down in the empty seat and said, "How long will it take to get to Penglai?"

When Dongfang Ling'er rushed to Yangzhou to report the letter, she rushed to the sky before chasing after Zhejiang. Lu Xu hadn't made it to the south. At this time, he could only fall off the bow and head north.

Penglai is an archipelago around Shandong, a little far away from Zhejiang.

Huo Tianfang said, "Are you fainted?"

"That's not true, it's boring. The third son is going to the funeral, so he should stay there for a few days."

Dongfang Linger's face was slightly cold, and said: "The head of the sect leader has passed away, and she also asked Yuan Shaoxia to worship. If you find it boring, you will just get off the boat halfway."

Zhao Qingyi yawned and said, "Pretty sister, I don't mean anything else, don't think too much."

The world is dying every day, and she doesn't recognize the head of the Penglai school. If she is sad, she will be very fake.

Zhao Qingyi said: "How did your boss pass away? Did the practice go wrong?"

Dongfang Ling'er said: "You are a kid who takes care of so much nosy."

Zhao Qingyi said: "It's not just meddling, just chat. You Penglai has practiced Xuanmen internal skills. The so-called medicine does not divide the family. Your head should be able to know that your destiny is coming, and there will be no time to explain who will take over. He died? He definitely has enough time to pass the position. Apart from the sudden turn of the way in his own practice, I can't think of any other reasons for the time being."

Huo Tian said with a smile: "Zi Jing is really knowledgeable, he only heard a few rough sentences the day before yesterday, but he got it all. I heard from the Dongfang girl that the real person Ziyang was doing something wrong in his practice."

Huo Tianfang realized that he seemed to have lost his mind for a while, so he apologized to Lu Xu and Dongfang Linger, both of whom did not care about minorities.

Lu Xu said: "The situation is now in dilemma. The master is no longer there. The position of the person in charge is uncertain. It is difficult for Penglai to send people together."

Zhao Qingyi said: "It's not difficult to choose the head."

Dongfang Linger said: "Why is it not difficult? The two brothers Chen and Yang are not equal in their skill, and they are both disciples. My Penglai school is a genre of Jianghu, and not a family member. I am naturally capable. In it."

Zhao Qingyi said: "That's right, it's enough for the capable ones?"

Dongfang Linger said: "I said that their martial arts are not the same."

Zhao Qingyi said: "What about other aspects? Education level, skill of controlling people, way of economy, education of apprentices, mind-bearing attitude, who said that the master only needs to be high in martial arts?"

Dongfang Ling'er couldn't help being dumb, Huo Tianfang smiled and said, "According to you, do you choose the head or the emperor?"

Zhao Qingyi said, "It's almost the same."

Lu Xu was thinking about the behaviors of Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother. Senior Brother is the leader, and he looks like a good husband, while Second Senior Brother is actively drawing people's hearts, which seems more purposeful. There are people on both sides who support the same level. Since the Penglai School of Independence, the real person in Ziyang is already the eighth generation, and there is no one who has passed on to the brothers and other disciples. They are all selected by the head of the disciples who are the most outstanding. Of people. This is also the rule set by the ancestors back then, that is, fearing that the side branch and the direct branch will have a dispute, the school of Nuo Da will suddenly fall apart.

Zhenren Ziyang has eight major disciples, all of whom are outstanding talents in the young generation. The senior brother and the second senior are apprentices received in the same year, so they both fight against each other in their martial arts and network management.

Lu Xu said, "Master's bones are not cold, so you have to tell Master after seven or seven."

Zhao Qingyi said: "The third son is afraid that he will not be able to avoid this. It is for your peace and security, or to persuade one to support the one to stabilize the overall situation as soon as possible. The so-called sharp knife cuts the chaos."

Huo Tianfang looked at her with a flash of light in his eyes, and said, "Zi Jing is a young man, but he is a hero."

Lu Xu didn't know, but probably he was a little arrogant in martial arts, and he didn't feel how strong the masters and second brothers were. I am afraid that they will be even worse than him in the future. The head of the dignified Penglai, the future protagonist is far behind him, and he is always unconvinced, but he has the Lu family to deal with the housework and has no time to take over the big party.

Dongfang Ling'er said: "Which brother Lu supports, also discuss with my Yuyingtang, Master is also willing to make a decision as soon as possible."

Zhao Qingyi touched his chin, and said, "What do you Penglai School rely on for a living? I know the third son, he has a family and a household registration. What about you, do you have a household registration? Do you want to pay a tax and land tax? Pay tuition? Does the graduation package include distribution?"

The people present understood most of them, but some did not understand. Lu Xu said, "What are you asking about?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Curious."

Lu Xu said: "Some farmers and fishermen on the Penglai Islands are protected by me and naturally pay rent to me. There are also disciples in the door, and there are several inland Zhuangzi handed down by the ancestors for generations. Of course, there are harvests."

The island has not been under the jurisdiction of the Central Plains court for generations. It is recorded in the court’s household. The court also costs money to manage it.

Zhao Qingyi sighed: "So that's the case, so if you don't say the plumber monk, you're still the landlord of the production."

Huo Tianfang said: "Zijing's words are very interesting."

Zhao Qingyi said: "If I want to choose, I will choose people who have the economic and people's livelihood, so that the people in Zhuangzi can live better."

Dongfang Lingzhi said: "We are of the Jianghu school, and we are not high officials."

Lu Xu looked at Zhao Qingyi and couldn't help thinking deeply. At this time, the little maid came to pass the meal, and they went into the cabin to have a meal.

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The boat stopped for one day in Yancheng, Jiangsu, and then went north again. After another three days, it finally arrived on the main island of Penglai in the morning of the fourth day.

Zhao Qingyi was sitting on the railing of the bow, the sea breeze blowing her snow-white skirt and ink hair, looking around, there were more than 20 large and small boats parked at the dock.

In addition to the ships belonging to the sect, there are also several ships that are foreign passengers, which arrived one step ahead of them.

As the treasure ship drew ashore, Zhao Qingyi jumped off the railing and disembarked with everyone.

But I heard Li Da said: "It is said that there are fairy islands in the sea, and the name of Penglai is also well-deserved."

The main island of the Penglai Archipelago can be regarded as a big island, with fresh water, forests, and high vertical sea cliffs in the distance. The turbulent waves hit the shore, which often arouses people's chest.

Farmers and fishermen also live on the island. I'm afraid they are living better than inland farmers. Although there are also uncles like the Penglai faction who want to respect them, there is no government oppression.

When Lu Xu's boat arrived, someone had notified him that when they got off the dock, the senior brother and the second senior brother came to welcome them in person.

After the two parties saw the ceremony, Lu Xu's expression was sad. One faction didn't mean to be particularly close to any of them, so he said that he would go to the brother's spirit to worship and keep the spirit.

Senior Brother Chen Botao said: "That's right, Junior Brother Lu, Young Master Huo, and all the distinguished guests, please!"

With that said, he led the way and gained the initiative without a trace, and Yang Jianfeng really couldn't break the head with him at this time. Although they are fighting for the position of the next head, the big brother is always the big brother before the position of the head falls on him.

The spirit of the real Ziyang stopped on the main hall, which was built to be much more majestic than the Daxiong Hall of ordinary temples. The hall was full of white banners. At this time, dozens of disciples were kneeling on both sides to guard the spirit.

The coffin stopped in the center. Zhao Qingyi and others were still standing at the door waiting. Lu Xu was already in a white robe to worship.

After a while, Huo Tianfang went to worship on behalf of the Huo family. After Huo Tianfang finished the worship, it was Zhao Qingyi and the Li and Xue brothers.

They are servants and servants, not slaves, and they are highly skilled in martial arts, and they are qualified to come to the hall for formal worship. Slaves like Lu and Huo cannot come to the temple even if they are favored on weekdays.

Lu Xu naturally guarded the mourning hall, and they were led to the guest room to rest.

At this time, there were some guests on Penglai Island. Zhao Qingyi and Huo Tianfang, the Li brothers, and the Xue brothers were crowded in a courtyard. Huo Tianfang’s identity was higher, and they lived in the largest room in the middle, while they lived next to each other. .

After eating the Zhai meal in the evening, Zhao Qingyi went back to the house and took a bath, but listened to them coming back from the bath and sitting in the courtyard chatting.

Zhao Qingyi walked through the door, and Xue Chen hurriedly called her over and said, "There are hot springs on Penglai Island. If you don't go soak, you have to boil the water and wash it in the room. Why is it like a girl."

Huo Tianfang glanced at her with a smile on his lips.

Li Er smiled and said: "I said that Zijing looks more handsome than a girl. At this young age, he hasn't grown his throat, and he really looks like a girl. Oh, I don't mean anything else, just say you look good."

Zhao Qingyi said: "I know you are jealous that I look better than you and younger than you."

Zhao Qingyi's relationship with a few people is getting better. They all treat her as a little brother. Xue Chen hooked her neck and smiled: "Say you are fat, and you are still breathing."

Huo Tianfang said, "What kind of place is this? It's not easy to laugh like that today."

They quickly converged. After Zhao Qingyi also sat down, he heard Xue Chen say: "Just now we went to the hot spring pool to take a bath. I heard people say that there are no morgues in the mourning hall, but the clothes of Real Ziyang."

Zhao Qingyi let out a cry and said, "What's the matter?"

Li Er whispered: "I heard that the real Ziyang... he practiced this school's highest martial arts Ninth Rank Xuan Gong, went crazy, lost his mind and fell off the cliff, and his body should have been swept away by the waves."