Mortals cultivating immortality and the fate of immortal jade

The dawn breaks through the darkness, and the sky becomes slightly brighter.

Lin Mu sat cross-legged in the courtyard, with a happy face and bright eyes.

That night, he made some plans for the future, and he saw hope in it.

Suddenly, a rapid knocking came from the courtyard door, interrupting Lin Mu's longing.

boom! boom! boom!

The knock on the door was loud and urgent. Judging from the strength and speed of the knock, the person who came was obviously very angry.

Lin Mu's residence is just a small square courtyard with three houses, two ancient trees and a fish pond.

The knocks on the door came one after another. The people outside seemed to have great hatred for the courtyard door, and the wooden door panels creaked.

Lin Mu's face darkened, he stuffed the Xuan Yue Pendant into his arms, walked through two ancient trees, and quickly stepped forward to open the door.

As soon as the door of the courtyard was opened, a fat face full of flesh came into view, with a fat head and big ears, and a greasy glow on the face. This is Deacon Ma—Ma Huayuan—who embezzled Lin Mu’s Spirit-Gathering Pill.

Before Lin Mu could speak, Ma Huayuan opened his mouth and roared angrily: "Look what time it is now? Go and fetch water quickly. If it's still late at night, I'll punish you by fetching thirty jars."

Hearing this, Lin Mu felt anger rising in his heart. But he forced himself to endure it and said calmly: "I no longer want to be a handyman. Deacon Ma, please come back."

Ma Huayuan was stunned for a while. This loser actually dared to resist. He simply didn't take him seriously. He scratched his ears with his big fat hands and pretended to be confused: "What? What did you say? Say it again."

Lin Mu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "I don't want to be a handyman anymore, please come back."

Ma Huayuan was startled when he heard this. He had some doubts. Is the boy in front of him still the same person who had ravaged him before? Could it be that he swallowed his spirit-gathering pill and became insane?

He pretended to be concerned and asked: "If you didn't work as a handyman, where would you get the spiritual stones to hand over to the sect?"

The Qianyu Sword Sect has a sect rule. The outer disciples must turn in ten low-grade spiritual stones every year. If the spiritual stones are insufficient, the amount will be doubled the next year. If it is still insufficient, the meridians throughout the body will be destroyed and driven down the mountain. Lin Mu's monthly salary as a handyman was two pieces of spiritual stone, which was more than enough to pay to the sect.

Lin Mu smiled slightly: "Senior brother, I don't need to worry about this, there is no perfect way."

When Ma Huayuan heard what Lin Mu said, he felt bad. This was a puppet who could earn the Spirit Gathering Pill for free. Wouldn't it be a pity to lose it?

His tone dropped by three points and he said seductively: "Junior brother, don't be impulsive. If you work as a handyman under me, you will definitely not suffer a loss, and you can still earn enough spiritual stones. This job is not easy to find in the sect. You can You must seize it carefully and don't miss the opportunity. One mistake will lead to eternal hatred." The word "hate" at the end was emphasized very hard, and the sound was drawn out very long, which was full of threats.

Lin Mu didn't want to fall out with him immediately, so he could only say patiently: "I have carefully considered it and made up my mind. Please come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mu was about to close the door and see off the guests. However, Ma Huayuan pushed his fat body into the door, blocked the hospital door, lowered his head to look down at Lin Mu, and said in a cold voice: "Don't toast and eat as a penalty, go back and fetch water, I will pretend that this did not happen. Otherwise , don’t blame me for being rude.”

Lin Mu saw that it was no longer enough to compromise, and it was even more impossible to go back, where he could only let him be exploited. Now, I can only completely fall out with Ma Huayuan.

Looking at Ma Huayuan's fat face so close to him, Lin Mu deliberately shouted loudly: "It's my freedom whether to do something or not. You have no right to interfere."

The sound was as loud as a bell. When the outer disciples living in the nearby courtyard heard the quarrel, they all came out to watch. More and more people gathered around Lin Mu's courtyard and pointed.

The crowd gathered more and more, and Ma Huayuan couldn't help but frown. He dared to hit people in private, but he didn't dare to hurt people in public. If a disciple of the law enforcement hall in the sect saw a big hat on his head that was used to harm his fellow sect members, he would cry. There is no place to cry.

But he still didn't want to lose face, and shouted back with a red face and thick neck: "You are a complete waste, what can you do if you don't work as a handyman?

Lin Mu became even more angry after hearing this. Seeing that the matter was irreversible, he simply broke the jar, pointed at Ma Huayuan's nose and cursed: "I work in the sect, and I have always been conscientious. But what did you do to me? You took my Spirit Gathering Pill for yourself. For my own sake, all the spirit-gathering pills given to me are waste pills! The clay figurine is still earthy, so don’t bully others too much!”

After saying this, Lin Mu ran to the quiet room, took the elixir that was broken last night, and threw it outside the courtyard door for all the brothers to see. Tiny grass blades can be seen everywhere on the surface of the elixir, which is obviously a waste elixir. What Lin Mu said was absolutely true.

All the Qianyu Sword Sect disciples outside were in an uproar, and they all cursed Ma Huayuan for being shameless.

"It's so inhumane. This is doing things without conscience." A disciple in a green robe said so, and Lin Mu cast a grateful look at him.

"This has deviated from the immortal way, people's hearts are not as old as before, sin, sin." Some people were heartbroken.

Of course, there were many supporters of Deacon Ma, who defended him: "It is indeed wrong for Ma Huayuan to do this. At least he should give people a bottle of intact spirit-gathering pills. If you always give people useless pills, it is inevitable that they will jump over the wall."

Ma Huayuan looked at Lin Mu bitterly. He was full of fat but extremely thick-skinned: "It is only natural that waste should be matched with waste pills."

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Someone nodded and said: "You're right, Lin Mu is basically a waste. Using the Spirit Gathering Pill is also a waste. It's better to give others an advantage."

Someone immediately objected: "You can't say that. This Ma Huayuan is too shameless to swallow Lin Mu's Spirit Gathering Pill alone. I think he should share it equally with us. This is more fair."

This statement immediately drew a chorus of approval.

Someone nearby couldn't see it and advised: "Don't hurt people like this. Junior Brother Lin Mu is already extremely sad to be wronged like this. Let's not add insult to injury again."

The person who said this was still the Qingpao disciple who had spoken to Lin Mu just now. Lin Mu couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He looked at him twice and secretly remembered it in his heart.

Lin Mu looked at the crowd outside, knowing that he was safe for the time being. He bowed deeply to the people outside, then turned to Ma Huayuan and said, "Deacon Ma, please come back."

Deacon Ma snorted angrily, turned around and left, not forgetting to leave a threatening word before leaving: "Boy, let's wait and see."

Seeing that there was no excitement to be seen, the crowd dispersed one after another. The green-robed disciple bowed his hands to Lin Mugong and smiled slightly before leaving. Lin Mu bowed and expressed his gratitude.

After closing the courtyard door, Lin Mu went straight to the quiet room.

This confrontation took up a lot of Lin Mu's energy. He didn't want to fall out with Ma Huayuan so soon, but he didn't expect him to be so aggressive. Although Ma Huayuan did not dare to do anything to him in front of so many disciples today, in the future, it was hard to say, so he would have to be careful.

Back in the quiet room, Lin Mu casually spread out a straw mat and lay down in his clothes.

After not sleeping all night, Ma Huayuan came to disturb him again. Lin Mu was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep after a while.