It's a cannibalistic world.

Whoever doesn't have a deep hatred in them.

People like Wuyi who want to climb up are naturally no exception.

"The Yuanyang faction is divided into miscellaneous disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples, and so on."

"The miscellaneous disciples say that they are miscellaneous servants, that is, domestic servants, and they can't learn any martial arts at all, although they will teach a set of five poultry operas, saying that they can strengthen the body."

"But if you have to work for 7 hours a day, which miscellaneous disciple can cultivate those five fowl operas in such an environment?"

"Working for the landlord's family, I will also give some money, and I will have a few pieces of meat to eat during the New Year's holidays."

"But when you go to work in Yuanyang, not only do you not have a penny, but you even have to bring your own dry food, and they also say that this is a chance for you."

"No wonder Uncle Bu told me that he would rather work for the landlord than go to the sect to practice martial arts and do miscellaneous labor."

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, it's all a fucking trap for sectarian calculations."

"Whoever believes is a fool."

Qingfen couldn't help blurting out, and he was afraid for a while.

Everyone wants to learn martial arts and make a class leap for themselves.

Therefore, the cost of learning became more and more expensive, and after only teaching one set of five poultry operas, the Yuanyang faction could prostitute a large amount of free labor for nothing, or bring their own dry food, and they didn't have to give them food.

This sounds a lot like an educational competition in the past life.

"yes, I'm that fool, I'm that fool!" Wuyi was screaming, if it weren't for the broken hands and feet, he would have hugged his head and cried.

"Go on." Chu Qianqiu looked at the other party noncommittally and asked him to continue to say what was in his heart.

When everyone is facing death, they will say what is hidden in their hearts.

It seems that this method can earn more information than torture.

"I came to the Yuanyang faction to practice martial arts, to be a dashing Taoist master, and to become a martial arts master."

"But for three whole years, three years of miscellaneous labor in it, and I didn't learn anything."

"I also spent the money that Bai Zhu earned in Baixiang Building."

"I'm incompetent, I'm a beast, I'm not as good as a beast."

Wu Yi wailed in a hoarse voice on the side, and Qing Fen listened with a smile.

Even Wang Baichuan pretended to sobbed twice, but when he saw that Chu Qianqiu was still expressionless, he stopped acting.

"Getting to the point." Chu Qianqiu didn't want to hear about his tragic experience, but wanted to see if there was any important information hidden in his heart.

There are some small people who can often know particularly valuable information, which he has verified more than once.

When a person is convinced that he is certain to die, he can tell many secrets.

This is also where Chu Qianqiu can take advantage of it.

"So I went to be a practice disciple, and to put it nicely, I call it a disciple, but I am actually a practice slave."

"Make wedding dresses for others, and pass on the true qi and internal strength to those inner disciples, true disciples."

"Because we're more money-saving than pills."

"I can spend 4 hours, 8 hours a day cultivating, I can do without that"

A hundred ginseng pill costs 300 taels of silver at worst, and it doesn't actually cost so much money to train a practicing slave, with the rise in the price of pills, more and more sects and families choose to train slaves, let slaves practice, and then absorb true qi.

Not because they are more effective than pills, but because they are more cost-effective.

"I finally practiced the coveted inner martial arts, and practiced the Qingyang Gong like the outer disciples, but I lost the possibility of becoming a martial arts master forever."

"Although I can eat meat and have money to take, I have lost my dream of becoming a martial arts master forever."

"At this time, Tan Shoujing, the deacon of the outer gate, came to me, and he said that there was an opportunity for the practicing slaves who performed well to become disciples of the outer gate."

"I, I'm a brute."

Speaking of this, Wuyi cried very sadly, with an expression that he was a beast, and wanted to seek death and life.

"Are you finished?"

"It's really stinky and long as a last word."

Chu Qianqiu's face did not have a little wave, but Qing Fen felt empathetic.

Why don't you fucking be impressed.

I'm so miserable, I have to have some sympathy.

Wuyi was stunned, he could deceive the Baizhu girl around, and he thought that he still had some acting skills, otherwise how to pretend to be internally injured and how to pretend to be affectionate.

But he didn't expect Chu Qianqiu to be such a ruthless creature.

"Wang Baichuan, the last thing you have to do, understand?"

Chu Qianqiu got up from his seat, took Wang Baichuan's joints back, and then picked up the saber that had fallen on the ground and put it in his hand.

"The villain understands!"

Wang Baichuan smiled cruelly, he knew that it was time for him to accept the name.

Maybe it would be troublesome to kill an outer disciple of the Yuanyang Sect, but he could mix in Baixiang Town for so many years, so he naturally had the skills to dispose of the corpse.

"Slow, slow, I still have secrets, I still have something to say."

"I have the cheats of "Qingyang Gong", and I have "Bagua You Longzhang"

"By the way, the Yuanyang faction is looking for someone, and Guyang Zhenren and Qianyang Zhenren are looking for it."

"The person they are looking for is related to Great Xia! They must be Great Xia's spies. ”

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Ahh

"Next time."

I don't want to hear it this time.

Chu Qianqiu yawned.

Wang Baichuan slashed into Wuyi's chest with a knife, dug out one of his black hearts, then put the knife down, knelt respectfully in front of Chu Qianqiu, and shouted loudly:

"The unkind and unrighteous people have been killed, please instruct the young master."

"The token of Tie Qianshan, the virtuous person lives in it, and please accept it from the young master."

"You're a clever person, no wonder you can be at ease in this Baixiang Town."

"Qingfen, bring up the token."

Chu Qianqiu now has Qing Fen as his subordinate, so he can naturally let him try to see if there is any trickery on this token, that Qing Fen is also smart, and he took the token and observed it twice before respectfully handing it to Chu Qianqiu.

Chu Qianqiu looked at Wang Baichuan who was kneeling on the ground, played with the token twice, and then made his arrangement.

"From today on, Qingfen is the boss of the gang, and you have to assist him in collecting intelligence."

"If there are six doors, I will have them here."

"What the six doors don't have, I want to have on my side."

"Do you understand?"

"The villain understands." Wang Baichuan did not have the anger of being seized power, but the joy of finally surviving.

I have a use value, so I can live in peace.

"I, how can I be the boss?" Qing Fen stumbled when he spoke, as if he was stammering.

He had no idea that such a change would take place today.

"I said you can do it, you can do it."

"Don't you want to get ahead? Then I'll do it. ”

Get ahead, practice martial arts, and eat meat.

These most simple desires finally made Qingfen grit his teeth.

"Subordinates obey!"

This is about the same, people are not afraid of low status, they are afraid of having no ambition.

Since this little green skin is a bit ambitious, it doesn't hurt to let him try.

As for the gang in Baixiang Town, he must control it.

Not only can you mislead the direction of the six doors, but you can also get a steady stream of information for yourself.

As for the most crucial person in this.

"Wang Baichuan."

"The villain is here."

"You are a person with value, don't waste your value."

"Maybe one day, Wang Rong will kneel in front of you and weep like Wuyi."

Hearing this, Wang Baichuan raised his head suddenly, and Chu Qianqiu had disappeared.