The next few days were quiet and uneventful.

In the morning, I read books and watch the news at home, occasionally receive door-to-door consultations, and in the afternoon, I go to the preparatory dojo to solve problems.

Although I no longer teach the Fa, more and more people have come to see me solve problems.

Basically, all the county gentlemen who joined the first group of people to join the workshop came.

There are many local gentlemen in Jincheng who are tempted to inquire, knowing that they need to worship the door to join the club according to the rules, and they have to pay the money to listen to the law, and they didn't say anything unpleasant, and some wanted to go through the procedures to join the club on the spot.

But they were all rejected by Aunt Ma.

That's what I meant.

No new recruits will be recruited before the year.

Aunt Ma and Yu Laosan suddenly became busy.

Many local gentlemen in Jincheng invited the two to dinner under various pretexts.

Yu Laosan did not refuse to come, but Aunt Ma did not go.

But she didn't follow Yu Laosan, she only told him to eat more and talk less, and if she heard any news during the banquet, she would come back in time to talk.

Over the past few days, he has attended the noon and evening banquets in a row, and there have been a lot of bits and pieces of news.

Among them, the most important thing is naturally the selection of candidates for the new immortal master.

This is the biggest hit of the Kaneshiro Warlock Jianghu years ago.

Every warlock who begged for a living in Jincheng couldn't avoid the Earth Immortal Society and the old immortals, so he naturally cared about it, usually inquired in private, and inevitably discussed it during dinner.

Everyone knew that I was nominated by Long Xiaowu as one of the candidates, but between the words, they were not very optimistic that I would be elected in the end.

There is no other reason, the root is too thin.

If you want to be a fairy, you have to be able to occupy one, someone to listen to what you say, and someone to arrange things to do.

Basically, everyone thinks that with my ability, it is appropriate to stay in Jincheng for ten years steadily, take deep roots, and then try to seek the position of the immortal master.

It's too reluctant now, even if you can really beat those three and sit on the position of the old immortal, I'm afraid it's just a puppet.

But no matter how optimistic they are, it won't delay them from wanting to listen to me.

Willing to be so generous and open about fax skills, at least in Jincheng has never been before.

That's why they all want to join the church.

Even if I fail to fight for the position of immortal master and die, they will lose some money at most, but if they can learn a few real skills, they can pass on the family by themselves, and they will not lose money for several lifetimes.

The news that Yu Laosan can find out at the dinner is only here.

For example, whether the other three people fought because of my secret arrangement is not something that they can know in a short period of time.

I miss Lao Cao a lot.

I hope he is really on holiday for the New Year as Yang Xiaowen said.

But don't die outside.

Aunt Ma passed the news to me, and asked me with some anxiety if I really wanted to compete for the position of this old immortal.

I wanted to tell the truth, but looking at her old face full of nervousness, I couldn't bear to scare her anymore, and just said that my nomination was for making up the numbers, so she didn't have to worry.

Aunt Ma obviously didn't feel at ease, but inquired more energetically about the news.

She was a half-footed fringe person who couldn't have gotten any useful news.

But now that she has the identity of the research society, insiders no longer reject her, and she really heard some ambiguous news.

For example, Xiu Jiashou was attacked and burned down his home, not to mention, he was also plotted, his injuries were serious, and he was already lying in the hospital and couldn't get out; Men Hongqiang moved into Ge Xiu's dojo and didn't go anywhere except to participate in the health program of the TV station; Qin Yuanzhi was found to have a new problem, his detention in the detention center was extended again, and the grapevine said that he was likely to be sent to the mountain for further study.

The three major candidates have gone wrong, and only I am unharmed, which is inevitably a bit dazzling.

I thought that if Cripple Ding didn't come again, I would have to set up something for myself.

This was originally planned, but Ding Cripple jumped out, so he didn't prepare to set up any more things, and now it is convenient to reactivate the original plan.

Fortunately, Ding Cripple didn't make me wait long.

On the fifth night of my expulsion, he came running in the middle of the night and wanted to hang himself at the door of the dojo.

Just as soon as he hung it, he was discovered by Aunt Ma, and she was pulled down on the spot, and she instigated more than a dozen big mouths in a row, and she was beaten honestly and obediently.

When I saw him, his face was swollen like a pig's head, his expression was in a trance, his eyes were straight, and he looked like he had been planted by someone, and his mind was not there.

I didn't rush it, I locked him in a separate room, lit incense for two days and one night, and didn't give him food and drink, and then arranged for Aunt Ma to spread the news, but didn't say that Ding Cripple was rescued.

When the news spread, it quickly changed, saying that I was too ruthless, and Ding Cripple had offended me, so he actually forced him to hang himself.

This kind of thing is getting darker and darker.

What's more, this rumor came at the right time.

Naturally, I don't interfere.

When he came to see Ding Cripple again the next day, he was already sober, banging on the door and begging him to eat, even if he died, don't let him be a starving ghost.

I asked Aunt Ma to bring clear water steamed buns, let him eat enough first, and then see him again, and asked bluntly: "Who instructed you to come to me to make trouble that day?" ”

Ding lame man shrunk his neck and bowed his head silently.

I said to Aunt Ma, "Throw him out." ”

Aunt Ma asked, "Just let him go?" No interest? At least break a leg. ”

I said, "No, after he goes out, he won't live for more than three days, and there is no need to suffer this living sin before he dies." Although those of us who treat external road diseases cannot be regarded as doctors, we must still have the least benevolence, and we cannot be stained with the cause and effect of life and death. ”

Aunt Ma said: "If you go out, you will die, then you can't let him go so simply, otherwise if you die at our door, won't it affect your reputation?" ”

I said: "Now it is rumored that he was forced to death by my fighting methods, as long as he is let out, this rumor will be self-defeating, even if he runs to the door and hangs himself, even if he leaves a suicide note, no one will be so easy to believe." The people behind him will never remotely control him again. However, he will not be left alive again. ”

Aunt Ma asked at the right time: "Do you want to kill your mouth?" ”

I explained: "He's been with me for so long, and he must have thought he had to give everything before he could be released." There is no point in killing him again, but killing him can warn other people who do not dare to think otherwise. It's a pity for his family, and they will definitely die with him. ”

Jianghu warlocks, if you don't do it, you have to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Although Ding Cripple is a member of the Jincheng Warlock Jianghu, it is impossible not to know this.

But it's one thing to know, it's another to say it to your face.

Ding Cripple's body shook imperceptibly, lowered his head and said sullenly: "You don't have to scare me, if they really want to kill me, even if I tell you everything, won't I be dead?" I don't have the courage to die to bite someone, so be it. ”

I said, "If you tell me the truth, I can make sure that you and your family will survive." ”

Hearing this, Ding Cripple slowly raised his head and looked at me, a faint light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.