The Emperor is Above

Chapter 18 Goodbye Mu Ling
Having accidentally snatched the civet cat's job, Tu Shigu was a little embarrassed at first.

Then he rolled his eyes around a few times, and simply took his own dinner and presented it to the civet cat with pretended respect.

He kept muttering, "I'm so sorry, Brother Cat, for disturbing your meal. I'm going to apologize to you right now!"

"Meow--" The civet cat's eyes became even more ferocious, and its hair stood up.

"Hua Ni is a female cat..." Daniu reminded speechlessly, "You can tell the difference between male and female just by listening to the name!"

Now Tu Shigu was really embarrassed and laughed, "It turned out to be a cat lady. What a mistake..."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone in the hall couldn't hold back their laughter at his funny appearance.

At the same time, the most central building in Huaiqiuli - the court - was also bustling with activity.

This is the place where the villagers of Huaiqiuli discuss things. The villagers like to gather here after dinner. Some people even squat in the corner with their bowls in hand, chatting with their neighbors while eating.

Although the people who came back today had roughly recounted the conflict between Bai Tian Qing Yi and Kou Rui, the villagers still couldn't get enough of hearing it over and over again.

The young men who followed the team to Maoqiu Pavilion became the protagonists of today, vividly describing all the details of the annual offering ceremony.

In particular, Xizi's funny imitation of Kou Rui's frightened expression when his beard was cut off, with his crooked nose and slanted eyes deliberately made him look ugly, causing the people around him to laugh.

"Kou Rui is such a shameless guy!" The old man's white beard stood up angrily. He slammed his cane hard and said angrily, "How did Mu Qing make such a friend back then?"

The black bearded Hei Weng beside him sighed: "The world is bustling with people, all for profit. It is difficult to draw the bones of a dragon or a tiger. You can know a person's face but not his heart.

Fortunately, Qing Yi is a smart kid who has hidden his skills well, and has cultivated his sword energy silently. Now, we don’t have to worry about Kou’s trouble. ”

Having said that, several elderly people subconsciously glanced at the four locust trees not far away, and then tacitly cooperated to change the topic.

After this series of twists and turns, the villagers, who were already quite close to Yi, became more and more tied to Qing Yi as a whole with interests.

"Old man, Mr. Hei, Uncle Chai..."

Outside the court, where the atmosphere was getting more and more heated, suddenly a loud voice of Daniu was heard, and then the child came in excitedly, "The master said that everyone should come to his house at noon tomorrow. Each family will get ten kilograms of salt for the New Year this year."

The atmosphere in the courtroom suddenly became more heated. Although everyone knew that this was Qing Yi's way of repaying everyone's help, just ten kilograms of coarse salt blocks would require at least a hundred kilograms of high-quality corn to exchange.

"What a good boy." The old man stood up with the help of his cane and said loudly, "With Qing Yi's ability, he will definitely be granted the hereditary title of corporal within three years. When that happens, my whole family will become his subjects."

"You old man are really good at selling yourself!" The black-bearded Hei Weng couldn't help but laugh. "If Qing Yi is granted the hereditary title of a corporal, who in Huaiqiu wouldn't be willing to be his subject?"

"Yes, we are all willing to be the leaders of the village head. No matter where his fiefdom is, we will follow him all the way." The young and strong people discussed this topic even more enthusiastically.

At this time, Chai Yong, the most prestigious among the young and strong, stood up and said loudly: "Everyone is willing to serve the village head, which shows that we are all grateful.

But once the village head is promoted to corporal, he will inevitably have to lead his private army to fight. Even if we fight with our lives, our strength is still a little insufficient.

Next, everyone should take advantage of the free time in winter to practice martial arts. If we have to go to war in the future, we must not lose face for the head of the village."

"Yes, yes, yes... It happens that there are still three months before the spring plowing season. We will start the training from tomorrow, and we will have regular martial arts training during the slack season in the future." The other young and strong men responded and carefully discussed the rules of the martial arts training. Several old people watched and nodded and smiled. Even the women who loved to haggle the most did not object.

……

Qing Yi didn't know that the villagers in Huaiqiu were all waiting to join him and become his subjects, and were even preparing to move after being promoted to corporal.

After the meal, he asked Aunt Bo to settle Tun Shigu, and only then did he have time to go to the main hall. Today was the night of the full moon in the twelfth lunar month, and it was the day to enter the spiritual realm of the God Lord.

In fact, after the annual tribute ceremony, Qing Yi couldn't wait to enter the spiritual realm of the God Lord. He had too many things to ask Mu Ling, especially the confusion he had about cultivation.

Having learned from the last lesson, he closed his eyes in advance this time and then touched the ancestral tablet with his hand.

"Huh?" Qing Yi opened his eyes after a long time and was surprised to find that he was still in the main hall and had not entered the spiritual realm of the God.

"It's strange. Last time I clearly touched the god's spirit tablet and went in." Qing Yi felt up and down several times but there was no response.

Just as he was becoming more and more annoyed, a ray of moonlight came through the window lattice and was reflected onto the ancestral tablet. Suddenly, it became bright again, catching him off guard.

"Fuck you!" Qing Yi saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes again, and he couldn't open his eyes for a long time.

"You're a little late today!" Mu Ling's clear voice came into Qing Yi's ears from not far away. It seemed that she finally came in this time.

When Qing Yi opened his eyes again, he wiped his tears and looked around in surprise. The scene he saw this time was completely different from the last time.

At this moment, it seems as if you are in an endless primeval forest, with towering trees, each more than two or three meters in diameter, jagged rocks, climbing vines, parasitic orchids, twisted tree roots covered with moss, and open spaces in the forest full of flowers.

Mu Ling still looked like a child of five or six years old, swinging on a swing woven from vines, but his clothes had become an embroidered bellyband, making him look like a child from a wealthy family.

"You look a little dumber than last time? Then do a set of questions first to calm yourself down!"

Mu Ling's words brought Qing Yi back to his senses, and he found a three-foot wide and five-foot long wooden board flying in front of him, with ten math problems written on it.

Turning around again, I saw the four young dragon claw locust trees, who had already been doing their homework seriously. The big locust tree was writing seriously, the second locust tree was scratching his ears and cheeks, the third locust tree was frowning, but the young locust tree looked relaxed.

Noticing Qing Yi's gaze, the three young men from Huai Tree smiled innocently, while Xiao Huai Tree winked and said, "Master, hurry up and do the questions. This will help you cultivate your spirit."

"Cultivate the soul?" Qing Yi was speechless. What does cultivating the soul have to do with doing math problems?
However, if you look closely at these ten questions, they are not complicated. They are nothing more than traditional math problems such as the Pythagorean theorem, chickens and rabbits in the same cage, and counting birds on a tree.

Relying on the remaining math skills from junior high school and high school in his mind, Qing Yi finished all the work in a short time.

"Well, since you can do math problems so quickly, it seems that you haven't become stupid."

Mu Ling threw Qing Yi's wooden board far away without even looking at it, causing the four dragon claw locust boys to tilt their heads and peek at the answer on it.

"Hey!" Qing Yi said unhappily, "Mu Ling, you are not kidding me, are you? Isn't it said that doing math problems can help with spiritual cultivation? Why did you just throw it away casually?"

Mu Ling actually smiled softly: "Doing math problems to cultivate the soul is specifically for the tree spirits like Huai Xiaoshu. It has no effect on you. I just asked you to do the problems to calm down."

(End of this chapter)