At the beginning of the game, you will get the indestructible talent of King Kong

"Sir, there is a letter from the Sheriff's Mansion."

Cui Ming was originally sipping tea leisurely. Hearing this, he did not rush to read the letter, but said: "Sit down, this is the tea my son sent back from the Zixia Sect. It has a refreshing fragrance and soothes the throat. It is a rare treasure.

."

The master did not refuse. He had been with Cui Ming for more than ten years and was Cui Ming's confidant.

He knew many things about Cui Ming, including the matter of exchanging information about the relics for external transfer opportunities.

"Thank you, sir."

The master took the teacup handed over by Cui Ming with both hands, and a scent of fragrance hit his nostrils.

After taking a sip, he couldn't help but admired: "Good tea. Young Master Cui Jin is really filial. He knows that you love tea, so he sent someone to bring you good tea."

Cui Ming shook his head and laughed when he heard this: "He does have filial piety, but sending tea back to me was just incidental. It was mainly because of one thing. He wrote back and informed me in advance so that I could prepare."

"I wonder what it is that makes Master Cui Jin so interested in it?"

"It's the news of the birth of a tomb."

Cui Ming couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought about the contents of the letter, "It is said that the tomb of Marquis Yang was born. All the major sects nearby have received the news and will send many people to investigate the situation. People from the Zixia Sect will also come.

"

"When the time comes, we will have a lot of martial arts people here, and all of them are from the great sects. It will definitely cause chaos in the city for a while."

"The latest period of time is originally the date for the assessment, and my evaluation may be lowered then, alas!"

It has been nearly three hundred years since the founding of Dayan, and during this period the major forces have also undergone tremendous changes.

From the beginning, the power of the imperial court had the absolute upper hand, and all the major sects bowed their heads and did not dare to make mistakes.

Nowadays, the power of the imperial court is weak, and the power of various sects has risen strongly. Only those who have experienced it can understand the great changes.

Later generations can only understand the power of Dayan when it founded the country from classics or a few words from predecessors.

The master was a little surprised: "But the Marquis of Yang who ruled the world with the founder of the country?"

"Yes, the reason why Yangzhou is called Yangzhou is also because of this Yanghou. Chuanxing County is the hometown of Yanghou. It is said that his mausoleum is somewhere in Chuanxing County."

Cui Ming drank the tea in his hand and exhaled a breath, "It's not good to open this mausoleum at any time, but at this time, it's really unlucky."

He told the governor Yang Ting about Sun Jian's possession of the relic just for an external transfer. The opportunity to leave this barren land was full of twists and turns.

Before the Sun family could even settle down, another tomb of Marquis Yang came out.

"Sir, this might be an opportunity to solve the problem."

The master handed Cui Ming the secret letter from the governor's office, "My lord, please read it first."

Cui Ming opened the envelope and read the letter carefully.

The Master asked: "They should be urging us to cooperate with the actions of the Sheriff's Mansion and get rid of the Sun family, right?"

"As you expected, just because of this, Yang Ting threatened me with the opportunity to be transferred abroad."

Cui Ming put down the letter and frowned slightly, "You just said this was an opportunity to solve the problem?"

"Exactly like this, the boy from the Sun family has benefited from the relics. His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has become so powerful in his kung fu that ordinary warriors in the Reborn Realm are no match for him, and we can't do anything to him."

When the master said this, he said rather disdainfully: "Without the use of official power, all Yang Ting can rely on are the bandits in Daheishan and his subordinate Mr. Mo."

"Among them, the bandits from Daheishan failed to succeed twice, but suffered heavy losses. Their leader is still in seclusion and will not be able to come out in a short time. Mr. Mo will not leave the county governor's mansion easily."

"If you want to eradicate the Sun family and deal with that boy from the Sun family, you need outside help, and if Master Cui Jin comes back with his fellow disciples, he can lend a hand to kill people."

"Wonderful!"

Cui Ming clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Zhongfu, you are indeed my right-hand man!"

"Your Majesty, that's ridiculous. I'm just taking advantage of the situation."

"If Wang Lei was half as smart as you, he wouldn't be scared away by that boy Sun Jue. It's really embarrassing."

Cui Ming paused, and then said: "Go and reply to a letter and tell us that we have a way to make our Governor Yang calm down."

"yes."

…

night.

In an open space, many Beggar Clan disciples sat down around the fire and formed several circles. It was roughly estimated that there were three to four hundred people.

Under the light of the fire, the dark faces were full of solemnity.

Chen Qingquan stood by the fire, glanced at the familiar faces, and then said: "I think many people know that the reason why we gathered here tonight is to hold an entrance ceremony for Sun Jian and Sun Jue.

Help the ceremony.”

"Don't be estranged from them because of their identities. As long as they are brothers of my beggar gang, we are all one family."

Chen Qingquan waved to Sun Jian and Sun Jue, and after they came over, he continued: "These two are Sun Jian and Sun Jue."

Both Sun Jian and Sun Jue were incompatible with the people present, whether in dress or temperament. Even Hong Shaojin was far inferior to them.

It is difficult to get people from the Beggar Clan to truly accept them.

Fortunately, the Sun family and his son did not expect them to accept them.

After all, even Hong Shaojin was rejected by them, let alone them.

They are just the names and helpers of the Beggar Clan.

After the Sun family and the two briefly introduced themselves, Chen Qingquan put his hands on their shoulders and asked them to turn to the fire.

A black iron pot was hung on the fire, and the food begged by the Beggar Clan disciples was cooked in it.

"What is cooked here is Baijia rice. You will each have a bowl later. After eating, you will be considered a member of my beggar sect."

Sun Jue looked at the hodgepodge in the iron pot and swallowed. He didn't want to eat it, but felt a little nauseous.

Except for the person who poured the food into the pot, no one else could figure out where the things in it came from.

It might be charity from others, it might be leftovers from a restaurant, or it might be residue fished out of a swill bucket...

Chen Qingquan took two bowls, took two bowls of "hundred families' rice" from them, and handed them to the hands of the two of them.

"Eat the food of hundreds of families and become a beggar from now on."

Things have already reached this point, and it's too late to retreat.

Sun Jue was heartbroken and quickly cleaned up all the dinner.

The taste was very bad, but after Sun Jue overcame the psychological barrier, he didn't vomit it out, but it just didn't feel very good.

Compared to Sun Jue, Sun Jian was more straightforward.

When Chen Qingquan saw that both of them had finished eating, he smiled and said: "From now on, you two will be my disciples of the Beggar Clan. Everyone is welcome."

The sound of banging bamboo poles rang out in unison, complementing the bonfire.