Going through the back door,

For the county magistrate, that was the most common thing. He had become accustomed to it. He had to go to the back door with this Maoxian.

This is for complete consideration.

In short, if you don’t pick it up, you will be lost.

Is it easy to work hard to ride a horse from the county town to a small town dozens of miles away?

Not easy.

It’s an old handful of bones, it can’t withstand the bumps!

Therefore, the county magistrate said with a smile on his face:

"Even if... Li Wanshi's talent for cultivating immortals is a little worse, I hope you can give him a high hand.

In this case, if a seed of cultivation of immortals is produced in our county, the emperor will have a generous reward. At that time, I will give your family a big red envelope.

We can divide the accounts by four or six.

At worst, how about you six?"

Mao Yuandao looked at the old fox-like county magistrate.

No one in their world of immortal cultivation dares to go to the back door, and the sects are strictly regulated.

No monk, who is as cunning as this old fox, dares to publicly tell him about going to the back door.

The emperor's reward is of little significance to Mao Yuandao, it is nothing more than some gold, silver and treasures.

The monks regard those things as dirt.

It's just that people in his family need it.

Mao Yuandao left the mundane world two hundred years ago and was still a real young man at that time.

When he came back here two hundred years later, Mao Yuandao felt neither used to the county magistrate's service style nor felt very fresh.

He said with a sarcastic smile on his lips:

"Okay, okay! Let's talk about this matter then!

Anyway, you can’t let the county magistrate go for nothing, right?”

The county magistrate is a mature person, don’t he understand the sarcasm in the words of this arrogant immortal?

He still said with a smile on his face:

"Oh, this matter is my consideration for Mao Xianren's family.

You haven't been back for more than two hundred years.

Our county government office has always adhered to the fine tradition of taking care of your hometown.

I am seeking benefits for your Mao family!"

After saying these polite words, Mao Yuandao felt that he would never be the match for the old fox.

He was too lazy to talk to the old fox too much.

Mao Yuandao slapped his butt in anger and said:

"drive!

Let's go quickly, go early and come back early, and let's finish this matter!"

After saying that, Mao Yuandao was ahead of the road and rushed to the front of the team.

Three-star monks can fly.

However, the sect has regulations that when he comes back to visit his relatives, he must not use his magic power to harm mortals, so he can only ride a horse and travel with him like mortals.

The county magistrate's team was still walking slowly on the official road.

The county magistrate stared at Mao Yuandao's back, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became even stronger:

"What a big air! Do you really think that I am an immortal?

I know that you are not an immortal, but just a cultivator.

Humph...

Have you heard a word? It’s better to be in charge of the county magistrate. You won’t stay in your family every day and will have to go back to the world of cultivation in a few days, right?

Your family, hum! They are all among my minions!"

Thinking of this, the county magistrate made a gesture of pinching his palms, as if Mao Xianren's family members were in control of his life and death.

Thinking of this, the county magistrate was in a much better mood. He loudly ordered the yamen servants:

"Let's speed up too, don't be separated from that Mao Xian... Mao is too far away!"

...

The county magistrate came to the countryside, that was a big news and a big wonder.

What's more, there is a young man in a blue long gown next to the county magistrate, who is an immortal!

This made the villagers in the town even more trembling. They knelt on the road and welcomed the county magistrate's team from afar.

"The county magistrate came from afar. I am late to welcome you. Please atone for your sins!"

The two clan elders were radiant and stood up and bent down to bow to the county magistrate, with a complimentary look on their faces.

The county magistrate coughed and said:

"Ahem! Don't be too polite, let the villagers get up!

I don’t like this, we are all a family!"

The county magistrate acted as if he was as close to the people as his children, and the officials as close to the people as his family, and his face was pleasant, making the honest villagers in these small places feel as if they were bathed in the spring breeze.

One by one, I said:

"This county magistrate is so kind!

Must be a good official!

He is a clean official!”

...

There was no Beggar Li and his son in the crowd that was greeted.

Li Yaohua walked around her yard, looking very worried.

He knew that the county magistrate came here to test and verify whether his son was a true seed of immortal cultivation.

If so, then his son will leave his side, and I don’t know what fate will be in the future.

Therefore, Beggar Li was not happy about this matter, he was just deeply worried.

"Dad, have you heard that the county magistrate has come to the town and will come to our house soon!"

Little Radish Head dressed like a rich young master today. His clothes didn't fit well. Little Radish Head rolled up his sleeves and felt much more comfortable.

Although Li Beggar Li has already explained this to his son several times, how to deal with the test later.

He still didn't feel at ease to pull the little carrot head to his side and said:

"Little Shitou, if you leave your parents and live alone, will you take good care of yourself?"

Little Radish grinned and said:

"You haven't taken care of me! I have always played alone.

If you want to take care of me, I still have to take care of my mother, for fear that she will leave!"

After saying that, Xiao Luobo looked at a small room not far away.

His mother dressed up and cleaned up today.

However, she did not let her come out to meet the guests, but locked her in this small room, with an old mother watching.

Isn’t it because she is afraid that she will suddenly go crazy, scare the guests, and scare the county magistrate.

Hearing his son's answer, Beggar Li felt sad.

He touched his son's big head and sighed:

"Oh! Dad used to neglect to take care of you, I'm so sorry!

This matter can only be left to fate.

However, it is a good thing if you can leave our home and go out to explore it yourself.

Mom and Dad actually have many secrets, and there is no way to let you know yet.

If you are able to stay away from us, it is actually a disaster."

Little Radish smiled and said:

"I know your secret. You are not ordinary people, you should be immortals too!"
To be continued...