Your Majesty said that mountain patrolling is a beautiful job

The first day of the twelfth lunar month of Bingshen year

This month I am still on duty to patrol the mountains, and I have been patrolling the mountains for more than a year.

The king said that patrolling the mountains is a beautiful job, and Xun San is a beauty, and a beautiful woman with a good job is really the best thing.

Although I don't think patrolling the mountains is a beautiful job, I think Xun San is a beauty.

——Mountain patrol log

Xun San closed the straw notebook, licked the pen that was already bald with only a few hairs left, carefully stuffed the pen back into the pocket hanging on his waist, and wondered whether he should go to the little scholar's house at the foot of the mountain to steal some ink.

The little scholar at the foot of the mountain has a handsome face, and he inherited the old master's academy and barely earns a living by teaching.

Xun San learned to read and write from the old master's father, and then learned to write from the old master, and then watched the little scholar grow up day by day, and finally became a gentle and polite person like the old master and the old master's father.

His pen came from the old master's desk, and the No. 11 straw was taken from the young scholar's desk. The ink was almost used up, so Xun San decided to "ask" for some more ink.

He didn't take it for nothing, he picked the best branch of wintersweet in front of his nest, held it in his hand, and swayed down the mountain slowly.

"Xun San is patrolling the mountain?"

"Xun San, bring me some sesame crisps when you patrol the mountain, so you can cut them down?"

"I want sweet-scented osmanthus!"

"Xun Sanmo is going to visit the scholars at the foot of the mountain!"

"It's the scholar's place that makes the rounds!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

All the greetings and booing along the way, he had to make Xun San blush and annoyed before giving up.

When I got to the foot of the mountain, I had a few extra pennies in my hand, and a lot of twigs were broken off from a tree of wintersweet.

There are only a few scattered flower buds left on the branches, and they look very pitiful lonely.

Xun San felt distressed, took good care of him, and walked to the little scholar's window.

There was the faint sound of a child reading in the front yard, babbling and babbling. Xun San stood there for a while, then turned into the room, put the wintersweet on the table, and took a small piece of ink from the inkstone.

After thinking about it, he turned back, found a bottle, put the winter plum in it, and placed it in the most conspicuous place on the table.

Looking around, he can't remember the number of times he has come to "visit" here, but things here have never changed.

It's just that the people who live here are already two graves with grass on their heads in the back mountain, and filial and polite little scholars pay homage every year.

The poor scholar couldn't get a wife, the old master's father picked up an old master, and the old master picked up a young scholar.

Xun San likes this little scholar, not only because many years ago, the little scholar saved himself who accidentally jumped into the pit when he went up the mountain, but also because the little scholar seems, may, seems, maybe doesn't hate monsters very much.

The youngest member of the Banshan Fox family accidentally appeared in front of the children when he went down the mountain to play, and was chased and beaten. It was the little scholar who saved him.

The group of rogue monkeys listened to the little scholar the most, and dispersed in a hurry.

Xun San quietly followed the little scholar, and followed him back to the residence. Seeing him carefully hugging the shivering old lady Hu, he kept comforting him warmly and gave him food.

When the scholar went out to get water, Hu Lao Yao rushed out with a "whoosh" and ran back to the mountain.

When I read the storybook, I said that I wanted to repay my kindness, but I put it behind me before life and death, and I was scared to death.

Xun San didn't follow, he squatted under the window, and when the little scholar came back, seeing the scholar's disappointed expression, his heart sank.

The next day, he wrapped a few large fruits picked from the back mountain in banana leaves and quietly placed them in front of the scholar's door.

After school, when the little scholar came back, Xun San was taken aback when he saw him, then laughed, bent down and picked up the banana leaf.

Then he turned around and thanked the empty person behind him with a smile.

Xun San watched from outside the courtyard, knowing that he was not speaking to himself, but still burned his face, it was so hot.

Xun San jumped back into the nest, telling himself that he just thought that to be a monster, you should know how to repay your kindness, and you can't let Zhong Shan's monster fall into the trap.

Leaving aside the fact that he went to Lao Yao's house to snatch a jar of honey as a reward for picking fruit.

Even if everyone in Zhongshan knew that he liked the little scholar at the foot of the mountain (thanks to the talkative and troublesome mountain god), he still didn't dare to show his face in front of the little scholar, and he didn't even jump to the scholar in front of the prototype.

He is a wild rabbit.

His parents had a litter of little rabbits, and he was the third.

He became refined by chance, after all, in the past countless generations of his ancestors, no rabbit had enlightened and enlightened wisdom, and he was the first one among Guangzong Yaozu.

It's just that his parents, siblings, still trapped by survival instincts, don't care that one day in this litter there will be a rabbit that is different from them.

After his parents died, he dug the soil with his front and rear feet and buried them. It was the first pair of Zhongshan wild rabbits with a grave buried in the soil.

His brothers and sisters had already dispersed in Zhongshan, he took care of the ones he saw, and ignored the ones he didn't see.

After a hundred years of wandering around like this, all the wild rabbits in Zhongshan probably have a little relationship with him. The distance is far away, and Xun San has learned that life and death have a destiny, and he will no longer interfere with the fate of an unenlightened rabbit.

A faint fragrance emanated from the wintersweet, Xun San's nose was very sharp, and he felt very comfortable after sniffing so carefully.

The ink in his arms was a little hot, so he went over and changed it to a smaller one.

The sound of reading in the front yard stopped, and the little scholar read and reasoned in a gentle voice.

Xun San went around from the backyard and took a sneak peek at the scholar.

The scholar is still wearing the blue and white shirt today, which makes his figure look like bamboo, handsome and upright. Xun San stared at him for a long time, then turned around and ran away.

Nothing happened in the mountains for a hundred years.

Xun San has been familiar with Zhongshan for a hundred years, and he doesn't know where the King of Zhongshan and the God of Zhongshan are responsible.

He patrolled the mountains, helped the goblins of Zhongshan to buy things, and dropped by each other to pass on messages. He spent his whole day visiting the little scholars, patrolling the mountains and returning to their nests.

"Xun San! Xun San!"

Lingtu rushed over and got close, out of breath, "Xun, Xun San, Your Majesty, Your Majesty told you to go to him, his cave..."

Lingtu is a roe deer spirit, who came from the north and lives on the top of the mountain. Everyone thinks the top of the mountain is too cold and too remote, but he adapts to living very well, saying that he is not afraid of the cold and can run fast, so he doesn't mind the trouble of going up and down the mountain.

In order to reward his spirit, the king promoted him to be the chief of Zhongshan Mountain, and he was in charge of the corner of the mountain.

Lingtu was very grateful, thinking that he was underappreciated in the past, but now that he has a wise king and ambition, he vowed to go through fire and water for the king, he was the most obedient, loyal and quick-mobilized monster under the king's command.

He was about to go back to his nest, but after hearing this, Xun San could only follow Lingtu to Dongshan again.

The east side of Zhongshan is the most beautiful place in Zhongshan.

The Dongfu of King Zhong Shanshan is here, occupying all the good water and land.

Before entering the cave, I heard a "clang" sound inside.

Lingtu's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed in, "Your Majesty!"

Xun San didn't run as fast as him, and when he bypassed the twists and turns of the cave, all he saw was the knocked out Lingtu and the ashamed Zhongshan Shanshen who kept rubbing his hands next to him.

The atmosphere was momentarily awkward.

The mountain god said, "I can explain it."

Xun San helped up Lingtu who was already foaming at the mouth, his eyes were slanted and his mouth was slanted, "I believe it was Lingtu who moved first."

The mountain god had a strange expression of "the one who knows me is none other than Xunsan".

"Tu Tu!"

A gray thing sprang out from the corner and rushed towards it, and the mountain god scooped it up with his long arm and pulled it into his arms.

Feng Xi's beautiful eyes opened angrily, and she glared at the mountain god, "What did you do to my Tu Tu?"

The mountain god couldn't hold back the thumping guy in his arms, and was pushed aside by his slap, Feng Xi threw himself into Lingtu's arms, "Tutu!"

Xun San stood up, and Feng Xi hugged Lingtu tightly in her arms, crying as sadly as if Lingtu had passed away.

"Your Majesty, what did you ask me to do?" Xun San asked.

The crying stopped immediately, Feng Xi put down the spirit coating, patted the ashes on her body, and carefully cleaned her cuffs.

Feng Xi is a beauty, and Zhong Shan is the most beautiful.

According to the monster who passed by Zhongshan and met Feng Xi, Feng Xi is likely to be the most beautiful in the eight townships in this neighborhood.

Feng Xi doesn't like his beauty, and often hides in the cave, trying to use magic to make himself mediocre. For this reason, he even asked the 8000-year-old monster to help him find a way.

But this good looks seems to identify with Feng Xi, and if she can't get past a stick of incense, no matter what magic means will fail.

The face is still the same face, and the beauty is still so beautiful.

Feng Xi had no choice but to start from the variable.

Therefore, as long as you know Zhong Shan, you must know that Zhong Shan's King of the Mountain is a stingy man who only wears gray linen shirts every day and has an unkempt face.Although the Dongfu covers a large area, there are only three or four available places after twists and turns.

Feng Xi said that it is very low-key not to reveal the wealth.

As the king of the mountain, it is inevitable that the people in the mountain will be bullied by being so low-key.

It's just that when Fengxi single-handedly singled out the 72 monsters in Zhangshan and destroyed the Chengxiang family with his bare hands, this kind of bullying turned into infinite admiration for King Zhongshan and the entire Zhongshan.

At that time, there were a lot of monsters who asked to move to Zhongshan, but Feng Xi waved his hand and refused, and this trend gradually died down.

"Xun San, have you been patrolling the mountain for the past few days, have you seen any strange omens?"

At this time, the revered King Zhong Shan was sitting on his broken chair, scratching his feet slowly.

There was at least a piece of cloth on the broken chair, and it was barely called the "throne" of King Zhongshan, but the monsters from other mountains couldn't easily come in and see it!

Xun San thought about it, shook his head and said, "No."

Feng Xi glared again, and flung her knife at the messy mountain god, "Are you lying to me again?"

The mountain god "Putong" knelt down, "The heaven and the earth are a mirror, the mountain really moved at three o'clock!"

"At three o'clock in Yinshi, I have already started patrolling the mountain, and I haven't found anything unusual."

Feng Xi pointed to the sky and the earth, "Yu Jiuyuan! Do you think my king is an idiot?! The mountain range moved, how could Zhong Shan be fine?"

Zhong Shan didn't have a mountain god at all, it was regarded as a subsidiary of Beiwu Mountain, and was managed by the mountain god of Beiwu Mountain.

Beiwu Mountain is a big mountain, and the mountain god is busy, so Zhongshan established the king of the mountain, but he didn't have time to take care of it, so the incident of Zhangshan Chengxiang came out, and the mountain god of Beiwu Mountain was ruthlessly dismissed.

Zhong Shan aroused the attention of the superiors, divided Zhong Shan out, reorganized the mountains, determined the mountain system, and sent mountain gods.

It's just that Fengxi's power is too strong, and the mountain god Yu Jiuyuan sent by his superiors can be regarded as an indomitable counselor, a maverick in the God Realm.

This god bowed his head and acted like a small boy. Not only did he consciously move out of Dongshan's shrine to guard the mountains, but he also ran to Fengxi from time to time to play tricks, doing his best.

The higher-ups wanted to recruit An Fengxi, but turned a blind eye to such a thing that hurt the face of the God Realm, ignored it, and let it go.

Fengxi was furious, Yu Jiuyuan knelt down to Fengxi's knees, hugged the knee of the most beautiful woman in the neighbor's eight townships, and cried bitterly for her mistake, "It's my fault. Grief! Your Majesty, be happy!"

Feng Xi kicked him out, turned to look at Xun San, "You should pay attention these few days, and report to the king in time if you have anything."

Xun San took the order and dragged Lingtu out with difficulty.

He could only hear Fengxi muttering behind him, "You got up at Yinshi, earlier than me?"

King Zhong Shanshan is a pheasant who believes that he wakes up earlier than anyone else and is not yet angry.

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