As soon as the two of them walked out of the miscellaneous service area, on the path to the dining hall, Duan Hui, a young man with a sallow face and a thin body, scolded when he saw that no one broke his mouth on the left and right.

"Phew, dog mongrel, how many years can you still be in good spirits on a dog day?"

Listening to the other party's scolding and foul language, Su Hong frowned and looked at Duan Hui suspiciously.

"Su Hong, you don't have to look at me, what I scolded is that dog mongrel Zhao Gui. Speaking of Zhao Gui, Duan Hui's face became extremely gloomy. “

"Your humiliation has just begun, I came to this damn Penglai Sect at the age of twelve, and it has been four years, you can't imagine how I spent these four years!"

Duan Hui, who has been bullied all the year round, has nowhere to vent his emotions in his heart, so much so that when he sees Su Hong, who is also humiliated, even if the other party is a stranger, he has to talk about it to the end and vomit four years of unhappiness.

Su Hong looked at Duan Hui's thin body, he could imagine that the young man in front of him must have lived a miserable and inhumane life in the Penglai Sect.

"In the sect, isn't there anyone who reported them?" Su Hong looked at Duan Hui, touching his cheeks that had lost his teeth and were burning in pain.

"Report?" Duan Hui seemed to hear a big joke and continued, "Whenever our miscellaneous disciples go to complain. Those old immortals in the sect said that in the cultivation realm, the strong are respected and the weak are slaves, and after they came back, they were beaten by Zhao Gui even more severely, and over time, no one dared to go to complain. “

"I think my parents did their best to send me here to cultivate immortals, but what the fuck are you cultivating in the past four years?" Duan Hui said this, his fist smashed down in the air, and he sobbed quietly.

Su Hong originally wanted to know more about the miscellaneous area, so as not to suffer a big loss in the future, but seeing that Duan Huixu was depressed, he had no choice but to swallow back the words that came to his mouth.

After a while, the two came to the door of the canteen, Su Hong looked up at the night sky, it was a moonlit night, he sighed secretly, endured the pain in his body, and followed Duan Hui into the door of the canteen.

The food of Penglai Sect is compared with the vegetarian food in the temple, this is Duan Hui's heart, and it is also the heartfelt words of all the miscellaneous disciples.

Su Hong endured that even if he was already seriously injured, he had to drink two more bowls of this Penglai Sect's vegetable soup without the slightest oil, as for the reason, Duan Hui told him that from tomorrow night, he would not be able to eat the sect's dinner, because his task could not be completed.

It's just that in the process of drinking the soup, Duan Hui, who was suffering on the side, could only look at Su Hong, who was holding up the thick bowl and his Adam's apple was constantly rolling, swallowing his saliva in a big gulp.

It wasn't until Su Hong drank the last drop of vegetable soup that the two walked out of the canteen and went in the direction leading to the dormitory.

Under the moonlight, Duan Hui supported Su Hong, and on the empty path, he said: "Su Hong, let me tell you below, you should listen carefully to the division of Penglai Sect's clothing grades, so as not to be reckless and suffer disasters for yourself in the future!"

Su Hong looked at the solemn expression on Duan Hui's face, he nodded solemnly, for this young man who had not known him for a few hours, Su Hong remembered his help to him deeply.

The night breeze blew, and Duan Hui's deep voice came into Su Hong's ears.

"Huang Yi, the representative servant, is not a disciple of the Penglai Sect, he has no status in the sect, and his main job is to carry water, collect medicine, and chop wood......

Basket clothes, outer disciples, can be promoted when they reach the third level of condensation in the miscellaneous service.

Bai Yi, a disciple of the inner sect, after cultivating to reach the fifth layer of condensation, he can apply to worship the elder as a teacher, this kind of disciple has an extremely arrogant personality in the sect.

And this last black robe represents the core disciple, and this kind of disciple's cultivation has to reach the eighth layer of condensation. can be promoted, and now in the sect, such disciples are also rare.

According to rumors, there are only four black-clothed disciples in the Penglai Sect now, and the rest of them were taken to the Heavenly Spirit Kingdom Ancient Transformation Sect by the sect master many years ago.

The four people left in the sect now have only cultivated to the ninth layer of condensation qi by accumulating years and months, and if there is no great creation that seizes heaven and earth in this life, I am afraid that it will be difficult to step into the possibility of building the foundation, so they can only stay in the sect and wait for death. “

"Su Hong, the above is all the things I know, in this Penglai Sect, you must remember to be patient with ...... everything. After Duan Hui finished speaking, he sighed secretly and turned his emaciated body.

Su Hong went through everything Duan Hui said in his mind again, and then he clasped his fists at Duan Hui's back and said, "Duan Hui, thank you." “

In the blink of an eye, the two walked into the dormitory area, Su Hong raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that under the bright moonlight, the range he could see was all ordinary wooden houses.

It's just that at this time, these wooden houses are closed with doors and windows, and there are only a few of them, and you can still see the dim glow of oil lamps emitting through the cracks in the windows.

Duan Hui, who opened the iron lock of the wooden door with his hand, shook his head and said, "Don't look at it, it's all sleeping, this miscellaneous area is not a human life, and sooner or later we will be exhausted to death." “

Su Hong entered the room, and only then did he see the layout inside, and the two wooden beds took up more than half of the space. The wooden bed by the window was stacked with an off-white futon.

And which one Duan Hui walked to, the bed was full of miscellaneous clothes, compared to which one Su Hong went, it was too messy.

Su Hong pointed to the wooden bed with a whole pile of bedding and asked, "Duan Hui, has anyone slept here before?"

"Yes.

Two years ago, a teenager named Qin Gang slept there, but on the afternoon before the Mid-Autumn Festival of the same year. Zhao Gui claimed that Qin Gang had stolen his qi condensation mantra and was forced to jump off the cliff in the back mountain ....... This matter was in the miscellaneous area at that time, and it was also rumored, and I don't know if it was Zhao Gui, a mongrel, who wronged Qin Gang by ignoring people's lives!" Duan Hui yawned, fell on the messy wooden bed and continued to speak: "It's really fucking tired, Su Hong, you should go to bed early, I don't have the strength to accompany you!"

After a moment's effort, Su Hong heard Duan Hui's violent voice, he shook his head helplessly, came to the bedside, and put the cyan package that he had been carrying all day on, and put it on the wooden bed with his clothes.

The white moonlight outside the window spilled in from the window and shone on the side of Su Hong's bed, he wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep, but everything that happened during the day kept coming to his mind, making him sleepless.

"This matter must be indirectly related to the fact that Ye Tian appeared to me twice on the boat...... “

Su Hong didn't believe it, if it was just for a pill, Zhou Lin and Zhao Gui snatched it away, and they could threaten it with words, there was really no need to bully a disciple who had just entered the sect.

It's just that Su Hong didn't figure it out anyway, he and Ye Tian had never had an intersection, why did this person calculate him so much?

Three hours passed, Su Hong's mind was still in chaos, he sat up straight, and wanted to open the futon and go outside the door to breathe fresh air.

But unexpectedly, when his hand was on the futon, he felt something that was fast and soft inside, and he curiously found the gap in the futon and put the thing in his hand.

It is a palm-sized "parchment scroll" with countless small characters densely recorded on it.

Su Hong pointed the "parchment roll" into the moonlight shining through the window, and finally saw clearly that there was a condensation mouth written on it, and then there were only two points of water and half a handwriting left below.

He frowned, and rolled the parchment closer, only to find that at the edge of the two dots of water there were some fine hairy threads.

Condensation ...... Resolved?"

"Yes, this must be the Qi Condensation formula that Qin Gang stole from Zhao Gui, but why is half of it missing?" Su Hong showed surprise on his face, and then showed a puzzled expression.

"Although I don't know what this thing is, but it can make the mad dog Zhao Gui kill a person, thinking that this must be a rare treasure Zhang. Su Hong held the "sheepskin roll" in his hand, glanced back at Duan Hui on the wooden bed, and saw that he was still snoring like thunder, so he took the sheepskin roll into his arms and hid it close to his chest.

It wasn't until late at night that Su Hong turned the bullying he had suffered during the day into a long sigh, pressed it in his heart, and returned to the wooden bed to fall asleep.

The next morning, the sky was slightly bright, and Su Hong was still asleep, when he heard Duan Hui's loud shout: "Su Hong, get up, get up quickly............"

Su Hong squinted his sleepy eyes, looked at Duan Hui who was anxious, and asked softly, "Duan Hui, why did you get up so early, did something happen?"

"It's all my fault, I forgot to tell you before I went to bed last night, I have to get up before dawn, otherwise I will be discovered by Zhao Gui, and you and I will ......have to die," Duan Hui became more and more anxious the more he spoke, and pulled Su Hong's futon covering his body aside.

Su Hong heard the word Zhao Gui, and hurriedly got up and put on the yellow clothes, after yesterday's incident, before he had the strength to recover the bullying, he didn't want this mad dog to bite him.

Duan Hui dragged Su Hong and ran out of the door, at this time, outside the dormitory, there were already countless panicked teenagers, they were wearing a shoe on their feet and holding one in their hands, limping, wearing while running, the scene was extremely chaotic.

The two of them ran wildly all the way, so the picture was staged all the time, Duan Hui seemed to have long been used to it, and Su Hong was shocked to see it, he didn't know how much of a crime these teenagers had suffered to be able to panic like this.

At this time, Su Hong really thought that this Penglai Sect was not an immortal cultivation sect at all. The people here are not immortals, but a group of market hooligans dressed in the garb of gorgeous immortals.

After half a pillar of incense, the two ran to the door of a big mansion out of breath, Duan Hui pointed to the house in front of him, and said, "This is the reservoir." That is, where you and I carry water. “

Pushing open the door of the house, the two walked in, and after Duan Hui explained the operation inside to Su Hong, Su Hong stopped in front of a large water tank, his eyes widened, and his muscles twitched on his swollen face with lost teeth.

In the reservoir, there are thirty or forty such large water tanks, each of which is the size of the house where he and Duan Hui live, looking at the big water tank in front of him, Su Hong asked in disbelief: "Do you really want to fill ten tanks a day?"

Duan Hui came behind Su Hong, patted him on the shoulder, nodded seriously, and without waiting for Su Hong to speak again, he said, "Now you know how hateful Zhao Gui's mongrel is, right?"

Su Hong nodded, expressing his agreement with Duan Hui's words, this Zhao Gui is a mongrel.

"Then how many cylinders do you pick?" Su Hong looked back at Duan Hui.

Duan Hui had a bitter face, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Three cylinders, but what's the difference with your ten cylinders?"

Su Hong turned his head, looked carefully at the shocking big water tank in front of him, and muttered to himself: "It seems that there is no difference." “

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the look in each other's eyes, cursing Zhao Gui's whole family to death, turned around and picked up the barrel together, and went to the direction of Penglai River in the valley.