The county lord walked into the land temple.

As soon as he entered the Land Temple, a beggar who was called the King of Beggars by the beggars in the village appeared in front of the county lord.

The beggar king said, "Hello county lord, please come with me." ”

The county lord nodded, and followed the beggar king to the back of several cases in the land temple.

The duty of the two beggar kings is to contact the county and the killer world.

The county has been in the limelight for so many years, and it is naturally related to the people in the rivers and lakes, this is his ability, and it is also the ability he should have, otherwise it would be impossible to do transactions with the underworld iron head gang for so many years.

The land temple is actually not big, and when it came to the back of several cases that were originally used to place the land statues, the beggar king pushed aside the firewood and grass on the ground, touched an iron ring, and forced, with a bang, a round mouth that only allowed one person to pass through was presented in front of the two people.

The prefectural lord burrowed into the hole. Climb down the ladder.

There is still a corridor below, very small, and only one person can pass through.

And after the beggar king waited for the county lord to enter, he closed the entrance to the cave, came to the outside of the land temple, and sat on the ground to guard.

Outside, the guards of several counties chatted with the beggar king.

They've known each other for a long time.

The guards took out the two roast chickens that the county had asked them to buy and handed them to the beggar king.

The beggar king was not polite, so he took it and began to eat, of course, wine is also indispensable, and the county lord has long considered it.

The beggar king was dirty, his hair was too messy, his face was dirty, and he couldn't tell how old he was, but he knew that it shouldn't be too big.

One of the attendants said, "Great King, where did the second king go today?"

The beggar king tore the roast chicken and said vaguely: "It's his turn to go out to find food today, haha, I'm lucky today, I just eat two roast chickens alone, haha." ”

Several of the attendants all smiled, and did not hide the disdain for the beggar king on their faces.

These entourages are all county honorifants, and they are the most trusted people in the county.

It's not once or twice that they've come here.

What a king of beggars.

It's just a joke.

There are two people, one is called the beggar king, and the other is called the beggar king.

Under the intentional or unintentional support of the county's henchmen, with their daring and desperate style, they finally occupied the land temple. It is used as a point and way for the county lord to communicate with a special person.

The strangeness of the hidden method protects the county lord very well.

In fact, until now, all the poor beggars in the village here have not known that the county lord often comes here. Because every time the county comes, he dresses up in disguise.

Even if it was a head-on collision, he couldn't find out that this was Cao Xianzun.

The county leader walked in the tunnel for a while, the tunnel was not big, and he came to a room with a twist and turn.

If it weren't for the fact that the county respected it often, anyone who hadn't been here would definitely get lost inside.

Rao is a county lord who often comes, and occasionally gets lost, but the county lord can quickly adjust and find the right way.

Although the room is not large, it is not low and oppressive, but it seems spacious in this cellar.

The county leader walked in.

The furnishings inside are very ordinary, even a little rudimentary. There was a long table in the middle of the room.

At the other end of the table, sit this masked man.

The masked man beckoned, "Hello, sir." "Although it was a greeting, he did not stand up, and it is clear that this greeting has no real feelings. Or to put it another way, at least this masked man doesn't feel inferior in front of the county honor, so he says hello very casually. 85

The county lord didn't care, nodded and said, "Okay." Then he sat down at the end of the table, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The masked man exchanged a few words with the county honor. Judging from the words of the two greetings, the two are still relatively familiar.

But in fact, the two have not spoken to each other more than a hundred times, although it has been more than ten or twenty years since the two first met.

It can be said that the two are both familiar and strange. And so far, the county has never seen the true appearance of this old friend.

Once the county respected this request, but the masked man refused, and then the county respected no longer had this curiosity.

And the relationship between the two only needs to be communicated in one situation.

When it is necessary to use force.

There are some practitioners in this world who are in darkness.

Their sect doesn't matter, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts, that's not a thing. They live in darkness, they only do things for money.

They are killers, killers in the cultivation world.

In fact, the killer industry has been around for a long time, and it has been used since ancient times to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. Someone has offended you, and you want his life, but you don't dare, or you don't want to do it yourself, then you can, pay someone to do it. It's great to be able to take revenge and get yourself out.

And cultivators, with their own strong cultivation and skills, are naturally more suitable for the profession of killers in comparison.

There are many people in the rivers and lakes who say that these cultivators who are killers are the scum of the cultivation world, because because of their existence, the cultivators, a group of high-ranking gentlemen, have an indelible filth, and these dregs should be wiped out.

But this is far from the truth.

The scum is not the scum, and many times it cannot be judged in this way.

It is true that most of the people in the group of killers in the cultivation world are slaves of money, but there are also many people who have no choice but to do it.

For example, who is sick in an old person's family.

At such an age as an old mother or father, the son has to be taken care of by his side and practice filial piety.

But what if you don't have any money? You can't go to the homes of the rich to look after them, because you make money, but you have to stay there twelve hours a day.

So what to do?

Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

In the early stage, you only need to spend an hour every day to inquire about the target's work and rest time, and then find a certain day when the weather is good, go, kill, and come back to get the money.

It's as simple as that.

The money they get can be used by their parents for a month's worth of decoctions and supplements.

Forced by life or forced by reality, there are always many people who are forced to do that part. They can't ignore their own mistakes, but they can't be blamed for it all.

And at this moment, sitting at the other end of the long table with the county lord is the middleman between the killer and the buyer.

This role, don't ignore it, this role is too important.

Most practitioners don't know where to contact buyers. In the past, they buried themselves in one thing, and that was to practice, and then they could set foot in the spiritual realm.

You ask them to go to a buyer, and they simply don't know what to do.

On the other hand, buyers who need a high-level martial artist like a cultivator to take revenge are also at a loss.

At this time, a middleman is particularly important.

You want to buy, he wants to sell.

Well, we've got a job to do.

You all need me, well, we'll have something to eat.

And this bowl of rice doesn't have to be so tiring to eat.