Feeding two beasts in a cage was not a difficult task in the first place.

Xia Gui picked up the raw meat next to the sink and walked two meters in front of the raccoon cage.

Because the cultivation was gone, Xia Gui didn't dare to get too close, raised his hand, and quickly and cautiously threw the raw meat into the iron cage. As soon as the raccoon cocked his head, he grabbed the raw meat in his big mouth and swallowed it into his stomach after chewing it a few times. Then, he picked up another piece of meat and fed it to the opposite Rin.

More than a dozen pieces of raw meat have fallen into their mouths, but these two guys don't seem to have enough to eat, and they still look hungry. Xia Gui delivered forty pieces of raw meat in a row before he could barely fill their stomachs.

When he was fed the last piece of raw meat, Xia Gui looked at his hands stained with the smell of meat, and suddenly felt a sadness in his heart.

The country was ruined, and he was here to pick up raw meat and feed the beasts!

What's even more unacceptable is that not only did no miracle happen, but he even had to desperately complete some one-star tasks in order to survive. This was originally all the work of the subordinates.

......

Finally, when it was time for dinner, Xia Gui was already extremely hungry.

Today's dinner is a bowl of white porridge with only a few grains of rice, and a large pot of fragrant steamed buns that have just come out of the cage.

Steamed buns are a good food for slaves, and it would be good to appear once or twice a month. So when the smell of steamed buns wafted out, the slaves all wiped the saliva from their mouths.

The bell for dinner rang.

Xia Gui was about to walk towards the big pot of steamed buns, when suddenly a strong wind blew next to him, and then dozens of slaves around him, like evil ghosts released from the prison, rushed to the canteen. Their sweaty bodies crashed past Xia Gui's shoulders, you pushed me, I squeezed you, and almost knocked Xia Gui to the ground.

Xia Gui frowned, he didn't like the smell of sweat, and he didn't like the feeling of squeezing around with the slaves, he deliberately waited for a little less before walking over.

Fortunately, no matter how fast the slaves ate, there were still a few left at the bottom of the pot.

Xia Gui didn't even look at this kind of food before, but now he is so hungry that he can't help it, no matter how ordinary the food is, he has to eat it. He reached out and was about to grab the bottom of the pot, when suddenly a hand reached out next to him and hit him the back of his hand.

"Who allowed you to eat!" came a vicious voice.

Xia Gui looked up and saw that the person who came was No. 9.

No. 9 said: "The rules of Jiuhou Villa, when you see your superiors, you must be honored as 'Adult'." Did you call me 'sir' today?"

It turned out that he was here to find fault.

Today in the Hundred Beasts Garden, Xia Gui, who had hinted several times, never showed a humble look towards Nine. This incident made Nine hold a grudge, and he had long wanted to find an opportunity to teach this ignorant new slave a lesson.

But Xia Gui really didn't expect that the reason for this guy to find fault was that he hadn't called him an adult.

"Your Excellency. Xia Gui didn't want to argue with him, so he called out lightly, anyway, he was in the palace before, and he also called those Wenchen.

No. 9 sneered, and said even more violently: "Is this the etiquette to talk to your superiors? Little slave, let me teach you, you have to bow your head and prostrate and salute!"

With that, Nine took a step forward and pressed his hands on the top of Xia Gui's head, trying to press it to the ground.

Xia Gui's reaction was naturally first-class fast. Even if all his cultivation was gone, his reaction still didn't disappear, only to see that his right shoulder sank slightly, and the center of gravity of the whole person was lowered by a large margin, avoiding this fist like a ghost, and not even half of the corner of his clothes was touched by Nine.

"Huh?"

Nine was shocked, but he didn't expect this little slave's dodge to be so perfect. The dodge is not only just right, but the key postures are so handsome.

"Have you studied?" said Nine, stunned.

"Yo. In the crowd of slaves, several sharp gazes shot over, and they all fell on Xia Gui and Nine's faces.

Those few people were the team leaders of the Hundred Beast Garden, the Forge Workshop, the Pill Workshop, and the Miscellaneous Servant Workshop. These group leaders have an excellent relationship on weekdays, which can be described as "colluding". Relying on the little power they have, they bully the grassroots slaves who are lower than them.

Now that he saw No. 9, the leader of the Hundred Beasts Garden, he couldn't even subdue a new little slave, and suddenly felt that this matter was very interesting, so he looked at Xia Guihe and No. 9 with a good look.

Feeling the gaze of his peers, Nine suddenly became angry.

If he felt despised before, it was only in the Hundred Beasts Garden, and there were only three people, including him, Cao Ming and Xia Gui. And now, in front of all the slaves, in front of several group leaders of the same rank, he was challenged to authority by a new little slave.

"Are you looking for death?" Nine's gaze exuded a cold aura, and he looked at Xia Gui viciously.

Xia Gui sneered and replied, "Everyone is not well fed and clothed, and they are desperate to do things for you, but if this is your attitude towards everyone, it is really chilling......

Xia Gui's rebuttal sounded a little reasonable at first glance, so much so that several slaves cast approving glances.

Most of the slaves are used to being oppressed, and today's Xia Gui snatched white, which was undoubtedly out of their hearts.

Feeling that his authority had been shaken, Nine stared at Xia Gui with pity, and said fiercely: "Little slave, I see that you are really impatient! ”

As soon as the words fell, No. 9 shook his fist violently and hit Xia Gui in the face.

Xia Gui was unhurried, his left shoulder sank slightly, and once again skillfully avoided Nine's fist.

Seeing that this slave had avoided Nine's fist twice in a row, wonderful expressions appeared on the faces of the group leaders.

Not only was the Nine rebuffed by a small slave, but he also attacked twice in a row. And his opponent, this delicate and handsome little slave, does not have any cultivation aura on his body, and he looks like an ordinary person. Nine couldn't even subdue an ordinary person, which was not like the level of a cultivator.

"!" Nine, feeling disgraced and home, had an angry look on his face. It seems that it is not possible to show a little bit of the level of a cultivator.

"Despicable slave, do you think you are qualified to compete with me after learning a few tricks of three-legged cat kung fu?

After speaking, he roared angrily, stepped forward with his right foot, and a force of vajra surrounded his body, and he used his true qi!

True Qi is the difference between a practitioner and an ordinary person. Cultivators can practice true qi and use it in battle, while ordinary people do not have true qi. True Qi has a powerful coercive and controlling effect, and it makes a world of difference between cultivators and ordinary people.

Feeling this bursting true qi, Xia Gui's eyes were also shocked.

This Nine, though a slave group leader.

But his cultivation turned out to be the first layer of the Formation Realm!

The first realm of cultivation is the realm of dripping water. And the next realm of the dripping realm is the realm of the vein.

Before losing his cultivation, Xia Gui was a cultivator in the Murmuring Realm, which was enough to surpass the two realms of the Chengmai Realm. If it was at the previous level, a cultivator at the first level of the Pulse Realm would not be a problem at all in his eyes.

But now that Xia Gui's cultivation has disappeared, no matter how rich his combat experience is, no matter how elegant his posture is, it is not enough to compete with the cultivator head-on.

No. 9 roared with an attack of True Qi, enveloping and controlling Xia Gui's entire body. Although a hundred dodge or battle moves already appeared in his mind, Xia Gui could only watch as his fist slammed into his cheek.

only heard a "bang", and the fist had already smashed heavily on Xia Gui's right cheek, knocking him straight into the air.

With an exclamation, the slaves dodged one after another, leaving an open space, allowing Xia Gui's body to smash to the ground.

Xia Gui gritted his teeth, and was just about to get up, when suddenly he felt a pain in his waist, and a big foot actually fell from the sky.

It turned out that after No. 9 threw this punch, he didn't plan to stop. He stepped Xia Gui under his body, picked up his fist the size of a bowl, and beckoned him with punch after punch.

Just listen to the "bang", "bang", "bang", nine's fist to remember the meat.

Sharp pain came from the face, shoulders, and back.

The slaves finally made a commotion, but none of them dared to speak for Xia Gui, because they were only grassroots slaves, and they were also afraid of Nine's fist, which would fall on them.

After about a dozen punches, Xia Gui was already seven meat and eight vegetarians, and his internal organs were churning violently again, and he was about to vomit blood at any time. At this time, a voice in the distance shouted: "What's the matter, why are the slaves fighting again?!"

After this shout sounded, Xia Gui vaguely saw a nobleman through the swollen eyes. This nobleman is familiar with it, and it turns out that it is Lord Zhongying, who once presided over the sacrifice.

Seeing Zhong Ying arrive, No. 9 hurriedly put away his fists, bowed down and said, "My lord, I'm teaching a slave." ”

"What did you do?" asked Zhongying.

Nine replied, "My lord, this slave is lawless and despises his superiors, and not only does he disrespect me, but he also confronts me in public. ”

Zhong Ying looked at Xia Gui, who was lying on the ground and was beaten badly, and then looked at No. 9, who lowered his eyebrows. He snorted coldly and asked the others, "Is there such a thing?"

These slaves are usually used to being oppressed, how can they dare to offend Nine? Some people quickly stood up and said that they were on Nine's side, and took this opportunity to curry favor with Nine, "Yes, my lord. ”

Only Cao Ming stood in the corner and retorted weakly, but his voice was quickly drowned out in the crowd.

The tense expression on Zhong Ying's face twitched, and he looked at Xia Gui lightly, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

"In Jiuhou Villa, lawlessness and contempt for superiors are not a trivial matter. Punishment is punishable at least and capital offense at worst. Nine, this slave, do whatever you want. ”

Zhong Ying left this sentence behind and turned to leave.