Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"This fellow Taoist..."

Alarmed by the knock on the door, Wang Hao opened the wooden door and found a figure of a monk in gray clothes standing at the door whose face could not be seen clearly.

If he hadn't seen it with his eyes, he would hardly have felt the presence of the figure in front of him.

Such a strange scene made Wang Hao extremely vigilant.

"What's the matter with my friend?"

"Haha... Good thing, fellow Taoist, have you completed the mandatory mission?"

The gray monk laughed with unknown meaning.

The voice was hoarse and dull, and his original identity was completely unrecognizable.

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, then suddenly remembered the person Zhang Qi and the others mentioned before who was selling proof of killing the remnants of the Dongsheng Sect, and thought about it:

"It's not finished yet. I wonder if you can give me some advice?"

"Haha, 10 points of merit...either?"

The gray-clothed monk stretched out his palm and raised three fingers.

"Thirty spiritual stones?"

Wang Hao asked tentatively.

The gray-clothed monk said nothing and nodded slightly.

Hearing the price, Wang Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The price was lower than he thought. Previously, he was afraid that there would not be enough spiritual stones, so he prepared more than 70 spiritual stones.

But after thinking about it for a moment, I can understand. After all, except for some of the heretical monks who have skills, most of them don't have much money.

30 pieces of spiritual stones are already a high price.

Wang Ba didn't hesitate much and nodded immediately: "Okay."

Seeing that Wang Ba actually nodded, the gray-clothed monk looked at him in surprise.

There are really not many people who live in Shidongju who can take out so many spiritual stones and be so generous.

Anyone with better conditions went to Mulouju.

After all, although spiritual stones are important to monks, they are ultimately for cultivation.

The gray-clothed monk muffled: "Pay the spiritual stone first."

Wang Ba glanced at him and quietly injected a trace of mana into the spirit beast bag. Once the other party made any changes, he would immediately call out Jia Qi to protect him.

But there was nothing unusual on the face. He took out 30 low-grade spiritual stones from the storage bag, hesitated for a moment, and threw them to the opponent.

The monk in gray felt it for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction, and threw a storage bag from his sleeve.

"Take your things away and give me the storage bag..."

The gray-clothed monk muttered.

Wang Ba took the bag, his eyes fell into it, but he was stunned for a moment.

He saw a slightly familiar, young and immature face.

At this moment, the body was twisted and squeezed into an extremely small space.

There was silence.

Wang Ba's heart was filled with ups and downs, but there was no trace of anything abnormal on his face. He calmly put the body into the room and returned the storage bag.

Curiously, he asked casually:

"This man... looks a bit familiar. I think about it. It seems that he lived here in Shidongju before, with a few monks of the same age. Are they all dead too?"

"Fellow Taoist, it's best not to ask any more questions..."

On the face whose face could not be seen clearly, a pair of dark eyes looked deeply at Wang Hao, then turned around and left.

"etc!"

Wang Hao suddenly said: "Are there any merit points? I just happen to have a friend... He also wants to buy it."

The gray-clothed monk turned his head and his eyes fell on Wang Yan. After a brief pause, he finally spoke slowly:

"Of course there is."

As he spoke, he took out another storage bag from his sleeve, but this storage bag was obviously more gorgeous than the previous one.

The monk in gray clothes gently opened the mouth of the bag.

Wang Ba's eyes fell into it, filled with piles of corpses.

To his relief, there was no figure he recognized among them.

Seeing that Wang Hao had not made a choice for a long time, the gray-clothed monk's eyes became dangerous:

"Fellow Taoist...have you not chosen yet?"

Feeling the vague coldness on the other person's body, Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat and he quickly pointed at a corpse: "Just him!"

After saying that, he reluctantly took out thirty more spiritual stones and gave them to the other party.

Obtained the body of a monk.

After receiving the spirit stone, the gray-clothed monk stared at him for three full breaths, then turned around and slowly disappeared into the corridor.

Wang Ba was relieved and quickly closed the door.

After returning to the house, he looked at the first young corpse carefully.

I couldn't help but sigh:

"Zhang Qi..."

…

Three days later.

Bu Chan and others finally returned from teaching.

As soon as I approached Shidongju, I saw a familiar figure.

"Senior Brother Wang?"

Bu Chan and others were a little surprised.

This figure is none other than Wang Yan.

Seeing that only four people from the original team of seven or eight people had returned, and all of them were injured, Wang Ha couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

He had already advised me, but why didn’t he listen?

It's a pity that he originally planned to cooperate with a few people.

Especially Zhang Qi.

The talismans were so useful to low-level monks that he originally planned to exchange Lingji and Zhang Qi for some talismans for self-defense.

Unfortunately, the other party did not listen to his suggestion and insisted on going out hunting.

In the end, he returned to the church in the form of a dead corpse.

"It's all my fault... If I hadn't insisted on ambush there, Zhang Qi, Shi Jin, Jiang Ke... they wouldn't have..."

A girl lowered her head, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were blood stains on her arms.

The other three people also looked sad.

Wang Yan was not in the mood to listen to a few people holding a reflection meeting here, and even the reflection was in the wrong direction.

He raised his eyes and looked around, then whispered:

"You'd better come with me."

Although Bu Chan and the others didn't know why, they still followed Wang Ba to Shidong Juli.

As soon as they entered the house, the four of them were shocked by a corpse in the house.

"Zhang, Zhang Qi?!"

"H-Why is he here? Didn't he die a few days ago..."

"Among the people who attacked us that day, could it be that Senior Brother Wang was among them?!"

"impossible!"

Bu Chan directly rejected a companion's guess.

Not to mention that Senior Brother Wang never went out in the past and devoted himself to cultivation, so he didn't look like such a person.

What's more, Senior Brother Wang seems to be only at the second level of Qi Refining. None of the monks who attacked them in the past few days were lower than the third level of Qi Refining.

It doesn't match the number at all.

But the strangest thing is, why did Zhang Qi's body appear in Senior Brother Wang's room?

"Don't you understand? I bought this from the monk who was selling the kill certificate."

Wang Hao kept watching with cold eyes, and finally couldn't help but remind him.

"What?!"

Several people looked shocked.

Only Bu Chan suddenly said:

"So, the people who attacked us were other leftist monks?"

Wang Yan shook his head slightly:

"Given that you are all at the first level of Qi Refining, is there any difference whether you are a monk of the Left Dao or a remnant of the Dongsheng Sect?"

The four of them fell silent.

Some gritted their teeth, some bowed their heads, some were desperate, and some were thinking.

"Senior Brother Wang, can you give us Zhang Qi's body?"

"His talismans are easy to sell and he can earn spiritual stones. In fact, he didn't have to go with us..."

A young monk named ‘Shen Fu’ couldn’t help but speak.

His words immediately gained the agreement of the other two people, while Bu Chan frowned slightly.

Wang Yan was not angry at such a request and asked:

"Then what are you going to give in exchange?"

"I bought this with spirit stones and gave it to you guys. How should I complete this mission?"

"this……"

Several people looked at each other.

Su Lingling hesitated and said, "Senior Brother Wang, how many spiritual stones do you need?"

"Thirty spiritual stones."

Wang Hao looked at the people and asked for neither more nor less.

But even so, when they heard the price, several people couldn't help but hold their breath!

Too much!

Thirty spiritual stones!

If it were before when I was still in the Dongsheng Sect, although thirty spiritual stones were a lot, I could still get them together if I thought of a way.

But now that he is within the sphere of influence of the Tianmen Sect and is being exploited by the monks of the Tianmen Sect, it is extremely difficult to survive, let alone save thirty spiritual stones.

Otherwise, a few people would not take the risk and leave the Tianmen Sect to try their luck.

"There are too many...Senior Brother Wang, can you make it cheaper?"

Su Lingling mustered up the courage to speak.

Wang Ba just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing Wang Yan's attitude, Shen Fu looked a little ugly: "Senior Brother Wang... We are all from the same sect. We are indeed a little tight on money. Can we..."

Wang Hao shook his head and interrupted:

"You still don't understand the situation."

"Even if I can give you a few spiritual stones at a discount, what next? Do you have any spiritual stones to return to me?"

"What's more, why should I give you an advantage? I reminded you not to leave the Tianmen Sect before, and I have already done my best. What about you? How can you help me?"

Shen Fu's face turned red, but he couldn't refute.

Because Wang Yan did remind them before, but they were blindly confident, thinking that there were many people and they might not be able to accomplish anything if they worked together.

However, it failed miserably in the face of reality.

If Zhang Qi and others hadn't fought to the death, none of them would have been able to come back.

Only Bu Chan's expression moved slightly, as if he understood what Wang Ba meant, and he solemnly saluted:

"Senior brother Wang, I can only cultivate spiritual plants. If I can help senior brother, please give me a chance... Zhang Qi is dragged down by us. If his body cannot be left in peace after his death, we will feel uneasy!"

Su Lingling and another young monk Yun Caixiang were suddenly enlightened when they saw Bu Chan's appearance, and they quickly followed suit:

"Senior Brother Wang, I will sort out and condense the spiritual veins of mountains, rivers and lakes. If necessary, please give me a chance..."

"I, I can identify spiritual grass..."

Seeing this, Shen Fu hesitated for a moment and then said bravely: "I, I can arrange formations, but only a few simple ones."

Seeing the people in front of him finally taking to the road, Wang Yan let out a heavy breath.

These young people are so slow to react!

Fortunately, he finally achieved his goal and said with a troubled expression: "That's it...that's all! Since you are so sincere, then I agree."

"You help me for one year, and after one year, these thirty spiritual stones will be written off."

"If we cooperate again in the future, we will deal fairly."

"One year?"

The four of them exchanged glances. They didn't think it was too much. Instead, they felt that Senior Brother Wang was really a kind person.

Based on the extent of Tianmen Sect's exploitation of them, it would probably take the four of them at least three years to save up.

But Senior Brother Wang only wanted them to spend one year, which was a real loss.

Thinking like this, several people couldn't help but feel more closeness and recognition in their eyes when they looked at Wang Yan.

Even Shen Fu was a little more convinced of Wang Ba.

Wang Hao naturally didn't know the psychological changes of several people. In his opinion, thirty spiritual stones for four people to work for him for a year, especially when there was a spiritual planter he needed most, was a great deal.

When he thought that after the spiritual plant grew up, he could initially solve the food problem of the yellow-throated turtle, he couldn't wait to take a few people to the chicken farm.

However, this moment was not suitable, so Wang Yan had no choice but to give up.

Three days later.

Wang Hao, who handed over the body of another monk and successfully completed his mission within the sect, took the four of them to the open space next to the chicken farm.

Sorry, I'm too busy today and it's even later. I'll try my best to write more.