" Bang"
The rope that tied the female cultivator was cut by the fourth brother with a sharp military dagger.
This dagger was given to the fourth brother by his boss when he defected to Jiangxia that night. It was forged using wasteland forging technology. For the fourth brother now, he is fully capable of equipping himself with a better magical weapon.
But he regarded this dagger as a treasure and never left it for a moment. He also asked the master craftsman Malte to carve a spirit on it, making it into an exquisite spirit weapon.
This thing represents seniority!
The fourth child understands this very well.
He knew that no matter what kind of system it was, seniority was always a thing.
No matter how big the boss's business becomes in the future, no matter how talented the employees under his command are, he, Lao Si, will always be the boss's first employee...
Uh, that's not right.
Jasmine was the first.
Then, at least I am the second one.
The silly one doesn't count.
But this is not the point.
The fourth brother cut the rope, put away the dagger, took a step back, looked at the female cultivator who had regained her freedom, and quickly took off the talismans that were restricting his spiritual energy.
She obviously didn't trust what the fourth brother said. Although all the magical weapons in her hands had been taken away, as a cultivator, she had plenty of ways to deal with a mortal.
Unfortunately, the fourth brother dared to let her go free, and he was not afraid that she would cause trouble.
"Silly, stare at her."
The chief innkeeper stood in the darkness with his hands behind his back and whispered:
"If she dares to move, I'll chop her down with an axe!"
"oh."
Hanhan, who was enjoying the barbecue, responded without even raising his head, and did not even look at the pale-faced female cultivator. Probably to increase Hanhan's deterrent power, the fourth brother specially equipped him with a set of ferocious iron armor.
It is made of the finest steel, and each part has a spirit-attached array. When combined, it is a set of defensive magic tools for the Qi training realm that are at least of mid-to-upper grade, and the shape is also very exaggerated.
Perhaps following the advice of Jasmine and Malte, the shoulder guards on the armor were deliberately made to look like ferocious evil spirits.
If he puts on that evil ghost helmet and that stupid and scary body.
This person's deterrent power will be fully utilized in an instant.
That female cultivator was able to pass the three tests of Mo Shuang Mountain and reach the final level. It’s hard to say how strong she is, but she definitely has a talent for making tools and her vision is definitely not bad.
The moment she saw the armor on Hanhan, her expression changed immediately, and a strange look appeared on her face.
It's like envy, and also like jealousy.
There was even some gnashing of teeth at the end.
Then, she saw the intimidating double-edged axe in Hanhan's hand. Such ferocious weapons were rare in the Eastern cultivator circle. On the contrary, the monsters in the North preferred this violent thing.
But although there are some signs of melting on Hanhan's axe, it does not affect its use at all.
When the female cultivator used her spiritual sense to take a look, she was almost blinded by the spirit-attached seals engraved on the axe . This thing was definitely not a magic weapon.
But based on the degree of spiritual power attached to it, it is at least a top-grade magical weapon in the Qi training realm.
The envy and jealousy on her face suddenly reached a new level.
This man's "luxurious equipment" formed a sharp contrast with her shabby long skirt and accessories.
But it was also the spiritual marks on Hanhan's body that made this frightened female cultivator guess the identities of the two people in front of her. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
Then he looked at the silent fourth brother in the darkness and said:
"You, are...Jiang Xia's men?"
"Of course he is. I have only seen this kind of unique craftsmanship in him."
The voice is hoarse and unpleasant.
She looks like a young woman in her twenties or thirties, but her voice sounds like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
It is impossible for an ordinary person to make such a sound. The only explanation is that this female cultivator may have injured her throat or was born with some hidden disease.
"Oh, you have good taste."
The fourth one snorted and said:
"Yes, we are the boss's loyal subordinates. I will not hide it from you. This invitation was instructed by the boss. You should have met the boss in person during the trial in Mo Shuang Mountain.
So there is no need for me to introduce myself.
The boss saw your talent, and he couldn't bear to see such a good talent being buried, so he asked us to "invite" you over. It was something that could be solved by just talking it over.
But as soon as you saw the Blackwater brothers, you immediately turned around and ran... Let me ask you, have you ever offended anyone outside?
That’s why we are so low-key and vigilant.”
"hehe."
The nun laughed strangely, and said in that unpleasant voice:
“Some people actually say that I have talent. I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad. Yes, I have offended people. I was originally a disciple of Yunhuo Cave.
You know Yunhuo Cave, right?"
"Um."
The fourth one nodded and said:
“There is a small sect in Huaidong Prefecture with 27 disciples. The head of the sect, Taoist Yunhuo, is a cultivator at the peak of the Qi training stage. It is said that he made a breakthrough in the past few years.
That Taoist Yunhuo, is he your master?"
"Um."
The female cultivator lowered her head, not wanting the fourth elder to see her expression. She whispered:
“It used to be.”
"Tell me about it."
Lao Si recalled the process of Jiang Xia "persuading" people, and his fingers were on the large-caliber revolver at his waist.
This weapon was also given to him by the boss when he left.
He knew that the boss liked this gun very much, so he could guess that the boss gave him this domineering and elegant gun as a sign of his appreciation for him.
He said:
"Tell me your story, so we can get to know each other. You don't have to tell me, and we can get straight to the point."
"There's nothing to say."
The shabby nun curled her lips and said:
“I am from Yanchi County. My parents are both craftsmen, and my grandfather was a general in the army of Fengming Country who made weapons. The Taoist Yunhuo took me in when I was a child.
He probably thought I had "talent" and wanted to train me to become a sect weapon refiner.
Later, I had a falling out with him and ran away.
He became a casual cultivator, living a life of uncertainty and occasionally making some magical instruments to make a living. This time, when he heard that Mo Shuang Mountain was recruiting disciples, he wanted to try his luck.
But, as you can see, I have bad luck.
My luck...
It’s never been good.”
At the end, the female cultivator's voice was very low.
Obviously a frustrated person.
"You are very cunning."
Lao Si had seen a lot of the world with Jiang Xia, so how could he be frightened by such evasive words? He asked loudly:
"What happened to your injury? And why did you fall out with Taoist Yunhuo?"
"Why are you shouting so loudly? And why are you asking these questions?"
The female cultivator became impolite as this seemed to be a taboo for her.
She shouted:
"I don't want to talk! Let me go now! I'm not interested in working for you!"
"Silly!"
The fourth brother was even more rude and immediately shouted at Hanhan.
The latter stood up, took a step forward, held a chicken leg in one hand, grabbed the neck of the struggling female cultivator, and lifted her up in front of the fourth brother like a chicken.
Both feet are separated from the body.
This female cultivator, who was only 1.6 meters tall, kicked wildly in the air.
This silly guy is always timid when facing human cultivators, but if it is just to capture a person, he can still do it.
The fourth brother snorted, took a step forward, grabbed the female cultivator's collar, exerted force with his left arm, and with a ripping sound, tore off the female cultivator's shabby long skirt.
The next moment, the fourth brother took a breath of cold air.
The woman in front of him was wrapped in bandages and obviously had wounds all over her body.
These were not scars from natural injuries, but were obviously caused intentionally. There were burns, lacerations, and stab wounds.
The most terrifying thing was that after the fourth brother cut off the bandages, he was shocked to see that on her chest, where the symbol of femininity should have been, a gap had been cut by a sharp weapon.
Even though the fourth brother had seen many storms, his eyes widened at the wound at this moment.
It's hard to imagine.
What kind of inhuman torture has this female cultivator in front of me suffered?
"Don't look! Don't look! Get out of here, bastard!"
Hanhan seemed to be frightened as well.
He let go of her hand, and the female cultivator fell to the ground, collapsing into a ball.
He tried hard to protect his body with his arms, shouting in an unpleasant voice, not wanting others to see his ugly body.
"Dry!"
The fourth brother cursed in a low voice.
His first "persuasion" encountered something unexpected, which made Lao Si a little at a loss for a moment. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff.
After a few wisps of smoke entered his throat, he finally calmed down.
He squatted down, holding a burning cigarette in his mouth, then took off his outer robe and put it on the nun who was crying with her head down.
He said:
“I’ve heard from some monks who have business dealings with us that Taoist Yunhuo is a bit weird. Now it seems that he is a complete lunatic and pervert.
He even had the guts to kill his own apprentice.
No wonder even a cultivator like Master Sanquezi, who has a wide range of friends, is not willing to get close to Yunhuo Cave.
You are also a miserable person.
Never mind. I won’t ask for details.
I just ask you, do you want revenge?"
"Revenge? How?"
The nun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She lowered her head and said:
“When he got tired of playing with me, he threw me out to die and destroyed my spiritual roots. Although I can still practice cultivation, I can only reach the realm of truth at best in this life.
I am a casual cultivator and have nothing.
Even the materials for making tools have to be begged for by everyone, so how can we fight him?
I have heard that the stingy Zhu Baifeng was killed by his own disciples, and the weapons used were from your Kunlun Square, but how can I afford them?
Those fairies in Mo Shuang Mountain laughed at me for cutting corners when making the equipment. They were born noble and had such good luck, so how could they know the hardships of a casual cultivator like me?
How can I take revenge?
Taoist Yunhuo is connected to the Crown Prince of Fengming Kingdom in the mortal world and has tremendous power. I can't even work for a wealthy mortal businessman for fear that he will find out that I am still alive.
I thank you for valuing me.
But if you accept me, it will cause you trouble."
"trouble?"
The fourth brother laughed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He said:
“How could there be any trouble? Poor girl, you really have very little experience. Put on your clothes, tidy yourself up, and follow me.
You probably don’t know that there is a supervisor of Taofuyuan in our local area.
That adult has also been worried about the difficulty of writing a work report recently. Look, isn't this just like a pillow being delivered to you when you're sleepy?
What else can you say about having nowhere to turn to?
I am just a mortal and don't know the rules of you monks.
But look at all the injuries you have. Even if the Immortal Alliance is cruel, they should give you justice. What's more, Taoist Yunhuo is quite brave.
The Immortal Alliance has issued a clear order to forbid cultivators from interfering in the mortal world, but he plays tricks on them and even dares to collude with the prince.
I just want to ask you one question!"
The fourth elder reached out his hand, pinched the female cultivator's chin, lifted her face, and asked word by word:
"Do you dare to report everything you know to Tao Fu Yuan?"
"I dare you!"
The female cultivator said this through gritted teeth.
But then his tone softened, and he said timidly in a low voice:
"But he will take revenge... He has friends in the monk circle, and it is said that there are also evil cultivators..."
"You're afraid of nothing!"
The fourth brother didn’t know what to say at this moment.
This woman is too cowardly.
No wonder he was bullied like this.
He cursed rudely and said:
"In this Fengming Country, you have my boss protecting you, so why are you afraid of a bird? But I have made it clear to you that your revenge is not in vain!
When this matter is settled, no, from now on, you will be an employee of my Kunlunfang Weapons Workshop.
I will serve my boss wholeheartedly in the future!
If you dare to have any second thoughts again, the boss doesn't need me to say anything, I, the fourth one, will be the first to kill you!
By the way, what’s your name?”
Facing the fourth brother's question, the female cultivator pursed her lips and whispered:
"I don't want to use my Taoist name anymore, so I'll just use my mortal name. My name is... Mao Qiudi."
"Your name..."
The fourth brother suddenly felt like there was something stuck in his throat, but he didn't know how to spit it out.
After a while, he said quietly:
"You and my wife will definitely become good friends. But to join Kunlun Square, you need to make an employee card and enter your information into the file. You definitely can't use this name anymore.
Why don't you think of a new name for yourself, or should I think of one for you?"
The female cultivator didn't say anything. It was obvious that she was not satisfied with her name, which was full of feudal dregs of favoring boys over girls.
The fourth brother thought about it and said to her seriously:
"When I first followed the boss, he always said he wanted a Crouching Dragon and a Phoenix to help him succeed. I, the fourth one, can barely be considered the boss' Crouching Dragon.
Now that I am also a shopkeeper, and I have very few talented people under me, I can finally understand the boss's wishes at that time.
I also want to have a talented person under my command.
Let's do this.
You will be called 'Feng Chu' from now on. Uh, that's not good. You monks always have taboos. I'm afraid you can't bear this name. Um, what should I call you then?"
"Call me Wutong."
The female cultivator said in a hoarse voice:
"The phoenix lives in the phoenix tree, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of your wish, shopkeeper."
"Oh, this is good!"
The fourth elder's eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up to the female cultivator who stood up silently, and said:
"As expected of a monk, you are truly a cultured person. Come, change your clothes, and I will take you to see the Supervisor and tell you about your grievances.
Don't be afraid, that adult is very easy to talk to.
Yesterday, he brought his brothers to Fengshan Street to eat and drink without paying. "
The female cultivator Wutong did not express much.
She followed the fourth brother out of the basement silently, and then seemed to remember something, and said:
"As long as you can help me get revenge, I am willing to help you even if I don't ask for any reward. I will definitely make the weapon with my heart and will not cut corners..."
"Oh! I can't do that."
Hearing this, the fourth brother was stunned.
He turned around and said:
"What 'talent' do you think the boss sees in you?
When it comes to craftsmanship, there are plenty of people around the boss who are better than you. What the boss wants is your talent to cut corners and still ensure the normal operation of the magic weapon.
The boss said that garbage placed in the wrong place can become a treasure if placed in the right place.
Your talent, when used to control costs, is simply a magical skill.
I haven't told you yet.
You will be responsible for the quality control of the weapons workshop from now on. While ensuring the quality, try to control the cost. Do you understand?"
“Ah, this…”
Even though the female cultivator Wutong had a great imagination, she was still stunned when she heard what the fourth brother said. She really didn't expect that the fourth brother had spent so much effort and actually wanted her to do this job.
At this moment, Wutong felt an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.
Be happy.
no.
Be sad.
Not really.
How should I put it? It's that kind of...
It was a hard-to-describe feeling of pride and weirdness, as if all the common sense of cultivation in her mind had been completely overturned at that moment.
This Jiang Xia...
What a genius.