Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

The flower in Nan Fuguang's hand is called "Big Sun Red Flower", which is like winning the jackpot for the miners in the mining area.

Miners holding the Da Ri red flower in their hands can leave the Da Ri mine for a short period of time within the specified time.

Duan Nan: "Take the sealing pill that fell out of the pistil to ensure that you will not tell anyone about what happened in the Great Sun Mine...especially in the mine cave, and then you can go out."

Duan Nan: "The time limit is two days, starting from the moment you step out of the mine gate. One petal will fall every hour until all twenty-four petals have fallen."

Duan Nan: "The flowers must return to the Da Ri Mine within the specified time."

Nan Fuguang was just wondering why he said "flowers" instead of "people who go out with flowers" when he heard Duan Nan continue: "People who come back from going out should contribute to the special mining activities on the full moon day of every ten days."

Nan Fuguang: "What contribution?"

Duan Nan: "Perform a play for the guy with well-developed tear glands in the mine."

Only original scripts are supported, and endings are limited to tragedies.

Therefore, it is not just one person who receives the Big Sun Red Flower every ten days. They need to connect and quickly finalize the partners for this performance, determine the script and discuss the role allocation.

If the performance fails, there will be punishment. On the contrary, if the performance is successful, you can make a great wish to the Great Sun Mine, and it will definitely come true.

Duan Nan: “Didn’t you understand?”

Nan Fuguang: “Ah?”

Duan Nan: "The Da Ri Mine only recognizes the red flower and not the person. Take this red flower out and find a scapegoat to bring the flower in - just like him."

Duan Nan pointed his chin behind Nan Fuguang, where a butcher with an innocent look was standing.

Nan Fuguang: “…”

That day in the tavern, in the gossip dug out from the mouths of those traveling merchants, the description of the man who was "selling black sky ore" was indeed "wearing a red flower on his chest".

At this moment, the butcher's handsome face now looked like a stupid large dog. He reached into his arms, took out a flower stalk with only a bare pistil left, and then pointed at himself.
"Direct victims."
He pointed to the yellow mining robe on his body.
"Because I replaced the previous 'Lucky Miner', I was promoted directly from the Transport Area Worker to the Mining Area. Why, do you think they saw me because I'm strong enough?"

Ok.
understood.
Strong.

……

Nan Fuguang waved her hand and let Duan Nan go, saying that she needed to digest this matter. Duan Nan rarely left cleanly and looked at her blankly: "Aren't you waiting to go out and file a complaint? What are you digesting?"

Nan Fuguang had to go out.

Not just for yourself.

The monks of the Great Sun Mine oppress, exploit, and even cruelly treat mortals;
The mortals in the mines cannot leave;
The "Three Realms Gossip Girl" always promotes how great this job is, but it's all fake;
The ore was not "mined" but imprisoned an unregistered and undocumented mysterious creature...

Yan Ji'an should not have left the west bank yet. As long as Nan Fuguang leaves the Dayi Mine, even for just one day or even one hour, she can tell everything, and Yan Ji'an, who is a very important person in the world of cultivation, will report it directly to the emperor.

She didn't know whether the Immortal Alliance knew the true source of the Black Sky Ore in the Great Sun Mine. Even if they knew about it and agreed that the Great Sun Mine was holding this extremely high-level dangerous unknown species...
At least they should come to stop the guardians and regulators here from continuing to harm mortals -
Such behavior completely tramples upon the laws written in "Shatuo Likong Tree".

All the monks here should be imprisoned for life!
"I'm going out, but I won't find a scapegoat," Nan Fuguang announced.

"Okay." The butcher said calmly, "I will accompany you out and make sure you don't do such uncivilized things."

Nan Fuguang endured it, thinking that it was indeed her fault that this person came in, and did not scold him for using vicious words.

"You can go out too?"

"I have a fresh flower, too. This scapegoat search will continue until the full moon in the second half of the month. Now, I'm going to sleep."
The butcher pointed to the bed and said, "Go and arrange the workload for today's six carts of ore."

"Okay." Nan Fuguang looked at his expressionless face and said lovingly, "Go to sleep, Zhuangzhuang."

……

Day two.

When the butcher woke up, it was already past noon and Nan Fuguang was already like a hedgehog, rolling around the room restlessly for who knows how many times.

She couldn't wait to go out.

Before going out, they had a heated discussion about whether or not to take the "white pill" obediently. Nan Fuguang's substitute straw man was gone, so of course she refused to take the pill of unknown origin.

The butcher calmly reminded her that since he was tricked into coming in as a scapegoat and he had shouted something like a failed performance on the day Little Mushroom's father died, it was obvious that the so-called "performing tragedies for monsters to trick them into crying in order to create more ore" at the Dayi Mine really existed, and this pill should not be as lethal as the previous red pill.

Its function is to ensure that the secrets of the mine area are kept absolutely confidential to those who leave the Da Ri Mine.
Duan Nan said it himself.
He had no reason to lie.

The entire Dayi Mine is shrouded in a restriction formation. For the person who set up the formation, it would be easy to set up a restriction that would make it impossible to leave the Dayi Mine without taking elixirs.

With a tentative attitude, Nan Fuguang came to the gate of the Dayi Mine with the elixir. As soon as one toe appeared over the threshold, the supervisor descended from the sky with his sickle.

Nan Fuguang could only swallow the pill in front of him. As he bit the pill into pieces with a "crunch" sound, Duan Nan put away his sickle. "Go early and come back early."

Emotionless statement.

……

As for Duan Nan, Nan Fuguang had long since gone from once worshipping him to now feeling powerless and indifferent, and even wanted to pin him down and beat him up.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he heard a female voice behind him again. He turned around and saw Yin.
"You're leaving too. People who leave usually never come back," she said. "The kitchen is gone. I thought this time would be different."

She smiled.

"Have you ever heard the story about the hero who slew a dragon and ended up becoming the dragon himself?"

There wasn't much disappointment in her voice about Nan Fuguang's departure, but that was probably what she meant. Perhaps she was born like that and didn't know how to express it correctly.

Nan Fuguang turned around and went back to her side, staring at her for a while before blinking and saying, "I'm not leaving."

You Yin didn't seem to believe it. His hands hanging on both sides of his body moved uncontrollably. After a moment, he said, "Forget it. You've done enough. Go away. If you have a chance, don't come back... You are a monk. You will live well outside."

Duan Nan, who was standing next to him, was still looking at the scene with a sickle in his arms. No one knew what he found interesting, so Nan Fuguang didn't want to explain too much and patted Youyin's shoulder.

Youyin pursed his lips and waved at her.

Nan Fuguang and the butcher walked out of the gate of Dayi Mine side by side.

Outside the gate, Nan Fuguang stopped again and solemnly handed the fox sculpture with only three tails left to the butcher.

The butcher took the fox carving and his expression naturally shifted.

He didn't even ask what she was going to do.

……

As the hour of Chen arrived, the cleanest and clearest morning light dispelled the mist at daybreak, and the entire Montenegro morning market was immersed in vitality.

People passing by half-heartedly greeted each other, asking "Have you eaten?" or complaining "It must be another hot day today" or "The three realms and six paths are getting worse day by day" and other irrelevant nonsense...
Naturally, they did not know that inside the Dayi Mine, just across the wall, there was a group of people who were supposed to be the same as them, but were living in pure despair that was more concrete than just whining.

It was not difficult to find Yan Ji'an. There was only one tavern providing accommodation within a hundred miles of the entire Dayi Mine Wharf.

The waiter obviously remembered Nan Fuguang when he saw her. He looked at the butcher standing behind her with a look of surprise and exclaimed, "Ah!" His surprise escalated into a tremor in his pupils. He thought, this fairy is here with her lover to ride on my face? !
That’s the Immortal Lord Yunshang!
What a guts!
He is worthy of being the future Taoist partner of Immortal Master Yunshang!

What relieved him was that when he pointed out that Yan Ji'an was in the Tianzi Room, only Nan Fuguang went up there. The tall man who came with her didn't even make much eye contact with her. He turned around and found a seat in the corner of the first floor and sat down. He ordered beef and shaobing as usual.

Nan Fuguang went upstairs and knocked on the Tianzi wing room described by the waiter. She was still a little nervous. She wondered if Yan Jianan was unprepared and would be so scared when he saw her falling from the sky.

Then, when she knocked in vain and easily pushed open the door of the compartment, she realized that something was wrong...
Of course, this was only a momentary confusion.

Until she stepped into the room and saw Yunshang Xianzun standing by the window with his back to the door and his hands behind his back, and Lu Sang sitting at the round table with his hand tilted and making a bowl of fragrant tea.
The junior sister of Yuntian Sect looked up, smiled at her and called her "senior sister".
The immortal by the window turned around and looked at her calmly.

——Ah, she almost forgot, the person she came to see was the Immortal Venerable Yunshang, who could know everything about yin and yang by counting on his fingers. Now, there should be nothing in the three realms and six paths that can be detected by his finger.

Nan Fuguang convinced himself and thought of the brief glimpse between the master and disciple through the door at the Dayi Mine that day, and the brief meeting when they parted that was not very touching but full of hope. He felt embarrassed and reluctantly called him Master.

Lu Sang picked up one of the two cups of fragrant tea on the table and handed it to her without saying a word, still looking at her and smiling faintly.

After all the past events, Nan Fuguang couldn't say he liked her that much, but he didn't hate her either. If he was unhappy, he shouldn't waste time here. He nodded with a wooden face and called "Junior Sister Sang" again...
Her eyes swept over the clean and fairy-like snow-blue Taoist robe he was wearing. She paused for a moment and lowered her head to glance at the yellow mud still stained on the tip of his shoes.
She retracted her gaze, raised her hand, and calmly took the tea.

Yan Ji'an said, "Sit down."

Nan Fuguang sat down awkwardly, and Yan Ji'an followed her to her side.

She only felt her eyes darken and a faint fragrance waft into her nose. She hadn't known when the Immortal Master Yunshang came to her. He hooked his slightly cold index finger under her chin and gently turned her head.

Only the left eye was left to look into a pair of eyes that were as calm as a deep lake without any ripples.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You look much more haggard."

Yunshang Xianzun rarely said something playful, as if the earth-shaking events of the past few days were nothing more than minor incidents...
Without waiting for Nan Fuguang to answer, the cold fingertips slid to the bandage on her right eye.

The gentle caress was non-threatening. In comparison, the butcher's rough hands that day unscrupulously opened her blindfold and came to see her injuries, which was more impressive.
However, for some reason, Nan Fuguang just felt awkward at this moment.

Feeling as if she were being scratched by a cat, the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect forced a smile.

"It's okay, it's just a trick... I had a straw man as a substitute on my body at the time, it just hurt a little."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to untie the bandage, and with this action, she turned her head to avoid Yan Jian's hand without leaving a trace.

(End of this chapter)