Chapter 223: Goodbye Old Man
Although I know the miserable situation of those eight latecomers running twenty laps in three sticks of incense, it will be better to eat at the end of the line forever, right?
Qian Yu's buffet-style cooking method made them deeply understand the difference between eating first and eating last, one is a hearty meat feast, and the other is a few vegetable residues, and it is not an exaggeration to say that heaven and hell are not exaggerated.
Let them who have tasted the aroma of meat eat vegetable scraps every day, they would rather die!
However, when they ran around the circle drawn by Qian Yu like sheep, no one thought so, and the violent heartbeat and lead-filled body told them that they had reached their limit.
But no one dares to stop, nonsense, if someone is behind him with a knife and slashes at the body a little slower, who dares to stop? And they saw that the guy named Niu Qi was really chopping, and there were already two unlucky guys who had been tricked.
Seeing the two people covered in blood howling miserably and being carried away on a stretcher, who dares not to fight hard?
Niu Mu didn't have the slightest feeling for cutting people: "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Don't tell me you haven't eaten, isn't the reason why you're running here is because you're full. Have you forgotten why you're here? If you dare to waste food, you will be merciful to the Holy Master, so you will be punished slightly, if it were me, I would have sent you to reincarnation. ”
"Don't worry about your own life, unlike those eight late people, you won't die, at most I will cut a few times.
Do you know what Saint Master Qian used to do? Hang the pot to help the world and save the people! His old man was a disciple of the divine doctor Hua Tuo, and he once broke the stomach of a guy whose intestines were blown up. Within half a month, this guy was alive and kicking.
So I'm going to cut off your head by accident, and he will have a way to catch it, and I don't believe you can try it. ”
This group of people suddenly ran faster, nonsense, no matter how divine the doctor is, it is impossible to put a person's head on the neck.
Finally, after twenty laps, lying on the ground like dead dogs, these guys secretly swore in their hearts: "Lao Tzu will never lose leftovers in the future, this is the rhythm of human life!" ”
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Just when these newly recruited soldiers were tossed back to life by Qian Yu, a stranger came to Yiwen County.
Zhang lame blacksmith shop.
"Excuse me, is there anyone here?" A deep man's voice rang out.
Zhang lame didn't reply: "I'm sorry, our store has not been doing business recently, if you want to play something, please go to another house and ask." ”
The voice said, "The shopkeeper here is called Zhang Cripple?" ”
"It's said that I'm busy, I don't do business, and acquaintances can't do it." Zhang was a little impatient, but he turned around, and then he froze.
He saw a young man, or rather, the young man's face. The bronzed face was as angular as an axe, covered with dark spots, and he knew from experience that it was formed by prolonged contact between the face and the flying sparks.
"Master Zuo, is it really you?" Zhang Cripple asked in surprise, and then realized that something was wrong, his master Zuo Dajiang had been dead for so many years, and the age of the two was not right, and then he understood the identity of the person who came.
Sure enough, I heard the man's voice excited: "Do you really know my grandfather?" ”
Zhang Cripple nodded: "Your name is the fourth generation of the left, right?" This name was taken by the master and his old man to commemorate the four generations of the Zuo family, but unfortunately, not long after this name appeared, disaster happened. ”
The fourth generation on the left said: "Can you tell me the details?" ”
"Okay, by the way, go into the house, don't stand outside the door."
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When Qian Yu saw the fourth generation on the left, he was selecting the person in charge from among the soldiers under him.
"As the saying goes, a cook who doesn't want to be a tailor is not a good farmer, oh, wrong, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a qualified soldier. Now there is an opportunity, I plan to choose a captain from each team, the captain can get an additional allowance of 500 Wen per month, and you can eat first unconditionally, don't miss the opportunity! ”
After Qian Yu finished speaking, there was still silence below, which made him very satisfied, and it seemed that the training in the past two days had had an initial effect.
"Is there anyone willing to nominate themselves?" Qian Yu continued, "You can speak freely. ”
As a result, no one spoke, and Qian Yu was a little embarrassed now, aren't these people interested in being officials?
He immediately thought that he represented the White-clothed Sect, if he was just an ordinary soldier, even if this place was attacked by the imperial court in the future, the law would not be held accountable, and it would not have much impact on them, but if he really became the captain, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape the involvement.
Others are unwilling, and Qian Yu is not going to be reluctant: "Okay, give you half an hour of rest, you can choose one from your own team, and then hand over the list to Lord Niu, if you can't choose it when the time comes, I will assign another one and disband!" ”
Qian Yu didn't bother to pay attention to these people, because he saw the fourth generation in the corner in the distance.
"Brother Zuo, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" Qian Yu spoke first.
The fourth generation shook his head: "What else, the four seas are home, I have to thank you this time, otherwise, I don't know that there is an uncle in this world." ”
Zhang lame hurriedly denied: "What did the little young master say, although I am known as the disciple of Master Zuo to the outside world, I am just sticking gold on my face, Master Zuo only had two disciples in total, and I can only be regarded as a little guy who is a master."
Hey, it's a pity, it's precisely because of his humble status that he was lucky enough to save a small life. ”
The fourth generation on the left is very firm: "I believe that you are my uncle, that is, my uncle, and no one can change it." ”
Zhang Cripple still wanted to refute, Qian Yu said: "It's just a broken uncle, if he wants to recognize you, let him admit it, anyway, if you join the Baiyi Sect now, you don't have to worry about whether you are hostile to the imperial court." I really couldn't get over it in my heart, so I made up a ceremony and let the four generations accept apprentices on behalf of his grandfather. ”
The fourth generation looked at Qian Yu helplessly: "I didn't expect that after seeing you these days, your mouth is still so unreliable." ”
The three of them said while walking, Qian Yu asked about the recent situation of the fourth generation of the left, and it turned out that after the fourth generation of the left helped Qian Yu finish the well he needed, he left Qingfeng County, and a series of later accidents did not catch up. It wasn't until he received a letter from Qian Yu through a secret channel that he rushed over in a hurry.
Qian Yu said: "How is it?" Now that I have joined the White Cloth Sect, it can be regarded as a rebellion against the imperial court, have you ever thought about staying here and fighting with me? ”
The fourth generation of the left has an arrogant personality, Qian Yu thought that he would refuse, but he didn't expect the fourth generation of the left to nod: "I heard that the Baiyi Sect is the number one religion in the world, I have long wanted to come in and mingle, but I have never had a way, and today I finally realized this wish." ”
Qian Yu was pleasantly surprised: "Really? That's great! ”
Ever since he joined the White Cloth Sect, he has always felt isolated and helpless, and he often hesitates in the depths of his heart, but now he has finally found some comfort.
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"What, you want to be a craftsman? No way, I don't have this position at all. Qinglong's reaction was extremely strong.
Two days ago, Qian Yu had not yet dealt with the matter of being a holy master, and now another one wanted to be a craftsman, and his status was still required to be above the four great venerables, what do you think of the white-clothed sect, and what do you think of the four great venerables who are admired by ten thousand people?
The fourth generation of Zuo didn't seem to hear Qinglong's words: "Lord Saintess, the eldest grandson of the descendant of the great master Zuo, the iron-smelting skills have not only been passed on by him, but also created a new method of iron-smelting, if there is me, I believe that the Baiyi Sect will be able to go further, even if it overthrows the rule of Dahua, it is not impossible." ”