The rooms rented by Chu Qingxiao and the others, except for Chu Qingxiao, who was laying on the floor in the main house, the rest of the people's rooms were not big.

Outside of a small bed and a large wooden box that can hold some daily necessities, there is no more room to move.

Zhu Quan didn't like to squeeze into a bed with strangers, but the open space on the side of the room was too cramped, and he didn't have much room for it.

So in the first half of the night, he hardly felt sleepy, and tried to escape a few times, but the other party bolted the other end of the rope that bound his hands to the door, and tied a bell there.

Whenever he tried to break free from the ropes in his hands, the bells would make a jingling sound.

This kind of noise is too harsh, it may attract the attention of these guys at any time, and before falling asleep, Meng Ziliang told him about his personal experience, Zhu Quan was somewhat afraid of Meng Jin.

Zhu Quan, who was afraid of being beaten, stayed up in fear until the second half of the night, and then he couldn't resist his fatigue and fell asleep.

By the time he woke up from his sleep, it was already dark.

"I mean, how long are you going to sleep?"

When he opened his eyes, he saw the woman he regarded as a dominatrix, with her hands on her chest, staring at him condescendingly.

Zhu Quan shuddered and hurriedly stood up.

"You...... What are you doing? He asked, and subconsciously grabbed the futon on his body with both hands and blocked it in front of him.

Only then did he realize that the rope that bound his hands had been loosened at some point.

"Come out to dinner, and then go get down to business with me." Meng Jin didn't respond to his question, and after saying this, he turned around and walked out of the house.

After walking a few more steps, there was another pause under his feet, and he glanced back at Zhu Quan, who wrapped his body in a futon, with contempt: "Don't stand in the way, just your appearance, even my brother can't compare, who is rare!" ”

……

Zhu Quan was somewhat resentful of Meng Jin's last sentence.

However, considering the considerable gap in combat strength between the enemy and us, he did not have the courage to refute after all.

There was a clean up of his appearance that was not good in Meng Jin's mouth, and then walked out cautiously.

When I arrived at the door, I saw that the stone table in the small courtyard was full of sumptuous meals.

There are chicken, duck and fish that he can name, and there are all kinds of pastries that he can't name, which can be described as dazzling.

Zhu Quanchang is so big, he has never seen such a luxurious table of meals, and this is just a breakfast.

He couldn't help but glance at the layout of this small courtyard again, it didn't look too big, and there were seven or eight people squeezed out, no matter how you look at it, this group of guys doesn't look like the kind of rich and noble people.

Last night, he refused their dinner with the idea of not eating the food that came to him, and he hadn't eaten for most of the day at the moment, looking at such a sumptuous meal in front of him, smelling the aroma from the tip of his nose, Zhu Quan's stomach made a gurgling sound very uncontrollably.

"Let's go, eat."

"You have to eat enough, or you won't be able to withstand my sister's toss." At this time, Meng Ziliang, who lived in the same room with him yesterday, put a hand on his shoulder.

Zhu Quan, who had not yet reacted, half-pulled and half-dragged him to the stone table and sat down.

Zhu Quan, who had just sat down, was still a little cramped, but the people around him didn't know him.

Just eating breakfast by themselves, joking with each other, joking, or exchanging business.

It's a weird bunch.

In addition to the Meng family siblings, there is a blind old man who always holds a sword in his arms.

There was a drunkard who had been drinking since she saw her, and except for the blind old man, she was supposed to be the oldest in the courtyard, well, the biggest in every sense of the word.

There is also a pair of girls of the same age, but they don't seem to like each other, and they keep arguing when they are free.

The only person who looked like a normal person was the young man with a big sword box on his back, but at the moment he was sitting there with a frown, as if he had something in mind. And beside him, there is a girl who is not as beautiful as these girls, but she looks comfortable, and she is looking down and packing some fish and meat on the table that have not yet moved her chopsticks into the food box.

From the conversation between her and the teenager, Zhu Quan vaguely heard that they seemed to be planning to give some of the uneaten meals to several lonely old people on the street.

In this day, if there is no queen under the knees, and decades of hard work when you are young, you are not qualified to enter the inner gate.

When he is old and has no way to earn spiritual iron jade that can be exchanged for silver money through Qinghuan Mansion, then life in this Hanging City will become extremely difficult......

Zhu Quan has seen many such examples.

Probably because of this, the evil feelings he felt towards everyone in his heart have changed a lot.

"Hello? I said, do you eat or not? If we don't eat any more, we'll have to go. But at this moment, Meng Jin's voice suddenly came.

The woman's cold voice made Zhu Quan's slight affection for everyone disappear in that instant.

He didn't dare to look at the other party, so he hurriedly lowered his head at that time, and began to feast on the food on the table in line with the principle that no matter how he died, he could not be a starving ghost.

……

"What are you bringing me here for?" In front of Qinghuan Mansion, Zhu Quan stared at Meng Jin with wide eyes, and his face was sick.

"I told you, I won't practice swords again, and I won't come to this place where human blood is eaten!"

The expression on Zhu Quan's face was slightly excited, and he said to Meng Jin at that time.

seems to be very resistant to Qinghuan Mansion.

Meng Jin heard from his father Zhu Renzhao that Zhu Quan's mother died unexpectedly because she took over the mission of Qinghuan Mansion and went out with her inner disciples to kill the outer gods.

"You must know that Qinghuan Mansion is not the culprit, you have to hate, and you should hate the outer god who killed your mother, not ......" She said a little more.

But when it came to his mother, Zhu Quan's face changed, and there was a bit of resentment in his eyes that he had never seen before.

"You don't understand anything, I don't need you to teach me how to do things!" Zhu Quan said coldly.

Meng Jin was stunned, and probably felt Zhu Quan's excited emotions at this moment.

She was silent for a while, and finally decided not to continue this topic that displeased Zhu Quan, and instead took out a piece of letter paper from her arms.

"You can hate Qinghuan Mansion, or you can hate Tianhang Mountain."

"But everything you have is given by your father, and as a man, you can't take it all in peace, can you?" At the same time, she had to say so sarcastically.

These words obviously hit Zhu Quan's sore spot, and he blushed and retorted: "I didn't! ”

Meng Jin responded to his words, but looked down at the letter in his hand and said: "You are eighteen years old this year, according to the price of Tianhang City, you will get at least five taels of silver for your monthly residence, and two taels of silver for clothing and food, for a total of 1,512 taels in 18 years." ”

"That's not even counting, the Blood Condensation Pill you needed for your monthly cultivation before, as well as the purchase of various cultivation classics, and your father also invited an inner disciple for you to tutor in your cultivation a few years ago, these former zeros add up to five hundred taels."

"When everything is settled, you owe your father, two thousand taels of silver."

"What do you mean?" Zhu Quan seemed to notice something, he looked at Meng Jin and asked in a low voice, "My father asked you to come to me, is it to collect debts?" ”

"You and your father are in the same boat, since you can't get along well, and you don't want to accept his teachings, shouldn't you pay him back what you owe him?" Meng Jin asked rhetorically.

"So, he gave birth to me and raised me just so that I could live the way he laid it down for me? Once I have other thoughts, am I guilty? You should give him back what he gave me, right? Zhu Quan asked rhetorically.

Meng Jin's brows furrowed: "I didn't say that you must follow the path your father has set for you." ”

"But at least you can't waste your life."

"How do you know I'm wasting my life?" Zhu Quan asked rhetorically again.

"Moreover, no one stipulates that everyone must be born to practice kendo, right?"

"Could it be that just because I was born in Heavenly Hanging City, it would be heinous not to practice swordsmanship?"

Meng Jin sneered: "No one said that you must learn swords, but at least learning swords is the right way!" ”

"If you don't follow the right path, you should be idle, is it right?"

When Zhu Quan heard this, he raised his head and looked straight at Meng Jin, then gritted his teeth and said, "No." ”

"Learning the sword may be the right way! But in the Heavenly Hanging Mountain, learn the sword......"

"It's not the right way!"

Meng Jin didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhu Quan's words, she was about to say something more, but Zhu Quan turned his head to look at the Qinghuan Mansion in front of him.

"Don't you just want me to pay back the money I owe my father?"

"Yes!"

"But I, Zhu Quan, am tired to death on the way to repay debts, and I will never touch half of the sword on this mountain again in this life!"

After saying this, Zhu Quan turned around and walked into the Qinghuan Mansion in front of him, with a very resolute attitude.

……

Cheng.

Chitu Lane.

The midday sun is scorching.

Zhu Quan's body was tied with two ropes, tightening his clothes that were already soaked with sweat.

Gritting his teeth, he struggled down the alley, the other end of the rope connected to a wooden cart full of goods.

He had already pulled the wooden cart from the north of the city to the west of the city, a distance of nine miles, he had no cultivation in his body, and the strength in his body had long been exhausted.

Meng Jin, who was following behind him, held his hands in front of his chest, and was a little surprised by this in his heart, thinking that with Zhu Quan's character as a disciple, he would probably not last long and be defeated, and then she could use this to make a request and let him go back to continue practicing kendo.

But unexpectedly, this Zhu Quan had a bit of backbone, and he gritted his teeth all the way to this place.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, you are tired and tired this trip, and you can only earn three spirit iron jade, that is, six coins of silver. The distance of two thousand taels is not a star and a half! Seeing that it was hard to work, Meng Jin sneered, and was ready to crush Zhu Quan's insistence psychologically.

But Zhu Quan, who was burying his head in pulling the truck, heard this, and only glanced sideways at Meng Jin.

And this time, this sweaty young man lost his previous anger and panic between his eyebrows.

He just smiled hard and said, "You don't have to bluff me, let alone tell me big things." ”

"You're just a person who took a commission in Qinghuan Mansion and wants to earn the money from my father."

"Even if I only make six cents a day, sooner or later I will pay it back, but can you wait that long?"

When Meng Jin heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he was a little ugly.

"People like you are the most hateful, if you want to make money, you have to make money, and you have to give yourself a righteous and awe-inspiring name."

"You don't even know what I've been through, and then you're going to be up high and teach me what to do? Don't you think you're ridiculous? ”

"You are just like this Heavenly Hanging Mountain, it never thought of helping anyone, but just made a promise to an inner disciple, and then let millions of people stay in this city."

"Let them work here for the rest of their lives for such an illusory goal."

"But I never told them that a large part of them had no talent at all from the beginning, or were not suitable for kendo at all, and were destined to become inner disciples."

"Even if someone really did it through their own efforts? But from beginning to end, what does these achievements have to do with Tianhang Mountain? ”

"What kind of famous and decent family, it is just a moth that is parasitic on the head of the world's swordsmanship, but it is parasitic on the common people in the world, relying on the blood of millions or even tens of millions of people to maintain its own brilliance!"

"I'll never learn a sword! In other words, I will never learn a sword under the realm of the Heavenly Hanging Mountain! ”

"You can't change me!"

"Never!"

"Because I know I'm right!" Zhu Quan said this, his face was a little pale because of overwork, but at this moment, the gaze in his eyes was extremely firm.

Meng Jin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know how to refute it for a while.

In fact, a long time ago, she and Chu Qingxiao and others also discussed that some decisions of Tianhang Mountain do have a lot to discuss.

But she was unwilling, and was suppressed by such an unlearned guy, and said at that time: "Can ...... You said it nicely, even if you think that Tianhang Mountain is not good, then you shouldn't be idle every day, right? ”

"The world may not be so good, but the more bastard the world, the more you should work hard to make yourself able to protect the people you should protect."

"Instead of following a group of fox friends and dogs, spend all day drinking!"

"We didn't spend a lot of time, my friend, and we didn't have to be indiscriminate!" Zhu Quan retorted loudly.

"As for your fox friends and dogs, when I took you away that day, if they really regarded you as a friend, how could they let you go?" Meng Jin asked with a sneer.

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Quanzheng was about to refute something.

But at this time, several figures suddenly appeared in the alley in front of them, blocking the way of the two.

Meng Jin's brows furrowed, and he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and at this time, he looked behind him, but saw that several figures also appeared at the entrance of the alley behind him, blocking the way to retreat.

"In this hanging city, there are also robberies of houses?" Meng Jin muttered like this, but one hand was placed on the silver spear behind his back.

As she was saying this, out of the crowd came a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a green shirt with a bit of bookish anger that was incompatible with the hanging city of the day.

He looked here at that time, looked past Meng Jin, looked at Zhu Quan beside her, and said.

"Brother Zhu! We're here to save you! ”

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