Chapter 20: Waste Danfang
Chapter 20 Waste Dan Room ()
"No, this is your token, take it."
A low-level comprehensioner of about forty years old throws a waistband into the hands of Lin Xuan. His look is cold and squinting. He looks at this seemingly dull teenager, and he is the most junking post. Without a little oil, this boy must have been deceived by Feng Guan.
For the disdain in his eyes, Lin Xuan did not see the details, and now he is carrying a big secret, of course, to act low-key, pretending to be stupid.
"Thank you brother."
Lin Xuan looked at the waist card in his hand. He had half a slap in size, non-gold and non-wood. The front side was engraved with the words "Waste Dan Room" and the reverse side was engraved with "Management".
This is the token of his own identity. With it, the first floor of Danxia Mountain can be banned, unimpeded, and free to enter and exit the Dandan Room.
Danxia Mountain is a key place, divided into three layers.
The second layer is dozens of alchemy rooms that have introduced the fire of the ground veins, and the third layer stores all kinds of finished medicinal herbs and medicinal materials, which are very important places. There are layers of banned, and there are countless dark and dark levels. .
The first floor is the place including the waste Dan room, the waiting room, and various chores. The ban is less. Lin Xuan has this waist card. As a low-level management outside the Danxia Mountain, it can be on the first floor. Unimpeded.
Holding the waist card, Lin Xuan was happy, but his face was still a dull look, like the low-level comprehension.
When I walked out of the room and came to the no-man's place, Lin Xuan held the waist card, and the new person's gas that didn't understand anything disappeared without a trace. The whole person looked smart and mature, and the mouth showed a hint of ridicule. Smile.
The position of the waste Dan house management finally came to an end. Only after paying the price of a piece of spar fragments, it reached its own goal, so that the future Danyuan had a guarantee, and it did not cause any doubts, and it was double-edged.
After a while, Lin Xuan took out a jade tube from his arms and injected the knowledge into it. The face is not the practice, but the map of the first floor of Danxia Mountain, as well as some precautions, where to go. , where is strictly prohibited to enter.
After about a moment of browsing, Lin Xuan found the seat of the waste Dan storage room from inside, and then strode over the meteor.
"This waste Dan is really **** in the eyes of other self-cultivators. On the way to other places, there are more or less bans. Only this waste Dan storage room has nothing." Lin Xuan walked. While talking to myself in the heart, the more it is, the more beneficial it is to itself, the waste Dan is not valued, and it is more convenient for him to act.
After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Xuan finally came to the waste Dan storage room. This is a four-story courtyard type building. The largest one is the warehouse, and the other is the place where the management and the boys live.
It was relatively simple, but the area was fairly spacious. Lin Xuan looked at it and nodded with satisfaction. Then he walked straight into the courtyard.
In the yard, several fifteen or six-year-old boys are boring in the sun. Obviously, there is no one here for a long time, so they saw Lin Xuan, but they were taken aback, but see Lin Xuan wearing the representative. After the comprehension costumes, they immediately showed a respectful expression, ran over, and gave a gift. A boy who looks older and seems to be the head of the child respectfully said: "Xian Shi, what is your business here?"
"What is your name?"
"Small is called Zhao Ming." For Lin Xuan's answer, the boy was not dissatisfied, but rather respectful.
Other boys are also afraid to breathe a bite, which makes Lin Xuan fully appreciate the superiority of superiority. In the eyes of ordinary people, the comprehension is high, as a superior, this feeling is very comfortable.
"You are their head?"
"Yes!" Zhao Ming replied truthfully: "Small is the agent in charge here."
"Agent management?" Lin Xuanyi, although it is a chores, but the management of the martial art, has always been a self-cultivator, he is a foreign disciple...
As if I saw Lin Xuan’s doubts, Zhao Ming smiled bitterly: “I don’t want to be a teacher, I’ve been in charge of the management of the Dan Dan room. I’ve been vacant for a long time, because there’s never been a new fairy teacher down, so it’s a small generation."
"It turns out that." Lin Xuan nodded. For other comprehensions, the waste Dan house management did not have oil and water, so they were not willing to come.
After thinking about this point, Lin Xuan’s big model said: “I’m the new sentiment of the martial art. From then on, the waste Dan room is under my control. This is the token waist, you look.”
Zhao Ming is not stupid, obviously also expected a few points, so there is no surprised expression on his face. After receiving the waist card, after checking it, lead the other boys to salute together: "The disciple sees the manager."
"But it." Lin Xuan waved: "You are busy with yourself!"
Dismissed other boys, leaving Zhao Ming alone: "You take me around."
In the future, this is his own territory. Lin Xuan must first clear the situation. Zhao Ming nodded and respectfully led the way.
"Oh!"
A thick door slowly opened, and countless dust fell from the top of the head. Lin Xuan’s expression was a little wrong. He looked at the bottles and jars piled up in front of him: “This... is this the warehouse that stores the waste Dan?”
"Yes, fairy teacher."
"How come like no one has cleaned it for a long time, and it hasn't been sorted out. It's so messy, the accounts list, how many wastes are there?"
"This..." Zhao Ming was stunned. After a while, he was careful: "The immortal teacher, how many waste Dans, the small is not clear, the account statement has not been done for a long time."
"How come this way, are you not here to manage things, why don't you know anything?"
"Xianshi, this is the case..." Zhao Ming sneaked at Lin Xuan's face and carefully considered the words: "You also know that the waste of impurities in the waste is too much, it is useless for the comprehension, taking it. It is also harmful to the body. Although it has not been discarded, it is really a chicken-ribbed thing. It is very confusing to manage it naturally. Who will do the accounting? It is not a small completion of temporary management, but it has always been the case. Piaoyun Valley has a history of more than a thousand years. The rules of the waste Danfang in the past are all like this. Anyway, these waste Dans are rubbish. No one will come to it. What do you count?"
