As for what kind of errands he can do in the future, although there is still no fixed number on the Ancestor Office, Zhao Sihai has some expectations in his heart. He pondered, after all, he had one more interview than his two younger brothers, maybe he would be able to be reused in the future?

However, this excitement did not last long, and many monks were also named for a second interview, and the hope that had just risen in Zhao Sihai's heart dimmed a lot.

After waiting for two more days in apprehension and anticipation, Zhao Sihai actually received the notice of the third interview. This time, there was no letterhead, but Qiu Xiang, the director of the Houshan Pig Farm, came to talk to him in person, and told him not to even reveal the news of the interview. In fact, with the experience of the first two times, Zhao Sihai didn't plan to tell the news of the interview to the two younger brothers, so he didn't have to be asked by the two brothers every time.

This third interview, there were no problems, just let him sit alone in a cabin. There was no examiner in the room, only a chair, and the disciple who led him into the hut asked him to sit on the chair, said "wait", closed the door and left. The house had no windows, and the door was covered with animal skins, so that when the door was closed, there was no light in the room.

Zhao Sihai sat in the dark hut for a while, wondering what this was going to test for a while? Suddenly, his whole body was enveloped by a palpitating coercion, and there seemed to be a devouring ancient beast hidden in the darkness, exuding a terrifying aura. Zhao Sihai mustered all his spirits and desperately resisted this kind of coercion, he was really afraid that if he couldn't control it, he would make an ugly state of fart.

The coercion from the darkness became stronger and stronger, Zhao Sihai trembled, sweating like rain, and finally couldn't hold on, slid off the chair with a pop, and knelt on the ground. He gasped for air, his hands on the ground, desperate to keep himself from lying on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, the pressure on his body gradually withdrew, Zhao Sihai's arm was weak, he couldn't hold on anymore, and he lay on the ground with a muffled hum, like a fish out of the water for half a day.

There was no examiner, no problem, Zhao Sihai lay in the room for a long time before a disciple pushed the door in and dragged him out without a sound. It was already dark outside, and this time no one told him to go back and wait for the letter. The disciple kicked him twice, and when he saw that he was so sore that he couldn't walk, he snorted coldly, "Waste!" Then he carried him out of the area of Hantan, and before he reached the back mountain, he casually threw him in a piece of grass, clapped his hands and left.

Zhao Sihai was like ashes in the middle of the grass, tears like rain, he knew that this time it was completely hopeless. Although I don't know what the purpose of the first two rounds of interviews is, this third round of interviews must have been eliminated. Thinking carefully about that terrifying coercion, there seemed to be a wisp of cold flame hidden in it, like a small snake walking up and down his body, and everywhere he went, the blood veins were expanding, and the spiritual power would bulge and beat uncontrollably.

Zhao Sihai stayed in the grass for half a night before he struggled to get up and staggered back to the back mountain. When he arrived at the simple hut on the edge of the spiritual field, he collapsed on a bed with only a layer of straw mats, only to feel that the cracks in his bones were sore and painful, and he had no strength to lift his fingers.

He lay in the house for two days in a row, not dripping water, and didn't eat anything, until no one on the pig farm went to dig out the manure, and sent someone to inquire, only to find Zhao Sihai, who was pale and had a high fever, and was full of nonsense. The Kaimai monk rarely gets sick, and Hu Laoqi, who is in charge of Lingtian, heard that the kid who was digging dung was sick, and he came to visit him in person, but he didn't give him any medicine, only said that the young man's body was strong, and he carried it over. When he left, he also left a sentence saying that if Zhao Sihai could not recover as soon as possible, the errand of digging dung would have to be handed over to others.

Zhao Sihai was so sick that it was difficult to even get up, but when his two younger brothers heard the news, they took turns to take care of him, and he lay in bed for seven or eight days, and then gradually eased up.

At this time, some disciples received letters of invitation from the Ancestor Office one after another, and Fifth Brother Zhao and Zhao Xiaoliu also received notices one after another to recruit them to the demolition brigade. That's right, these two goods did not receive an invitation letterhead, but a notice asking them to go to the ancestral office to report within ten days.

In contrast, Zhao Sihai was miserable, Hu Laoqi kept his promise and handed over the errand of digging dung to others on the third day of his bedstay, which means that the big cake that Elder Yin painted at the beginning was no longer his share.

Seeing that he was depressed, Fifth Brother Zhao comforted him and said, "You have had one more interview than us, how can you not have an errand." You just have to recuperate in peace, and maybe in a few days you will get a better errand than the two of us." ”

Zhao Sihai shook his head with a wry smile and said: "I'm afraid it's enough, I don't dare to ask for any good errands, I'm thankful that I can keep the clan of this miscellaneous servant." ”

I don't know that he just read these words, and the next day he received a piece of paper from the Ministry of Lian Zhen to cut off the clan name, which roughly means: After investigation, Zhao Sihai, a miscellaneous servant in the Lingtian of the Ministry of Lian Zhen, did not want to make progress, did not know how to be grateful, played the examination room, and discussed the sect in vain. Now cut off the clan of his miscellaneous servants, give a time limit of three days, and leave the mountain gate on his own.

Zhao Sihai held this paperwork, and his mood was much calmer. The fears that have been feared for many days are not so difficult to accept once they become a reality. While packing his bags, he explained to himself: Maybe it's true that as my father said, I'm not a cultivator. I finally fought a game, even if I didn't succeed, I won't regret it in the future. Daddy is old, and since the road of this life is over, I should go home and become a rich man in the mortal world.

Zhao Sihai didn't want to disturb the happy events of his two younger brothers because of his own affairs, so he left a letter for the two, and did not mention the matter of cutting off the clan registration, only saying that he finally understood that his path was over, and he was ready to go home to serve his father, and instructed the two to work hard on the mountain, and they could also become a foundation building monk in the future!

It didn't take him three days, and the night he received the paperwork, he carried the package and hurried down the mountain.

When I was self-explanatory, I thought freely, but when I really went down the mountain, I was worried about it step by step. I wonder how high-spirited he was when he first went up the mountain? Now he has ended up with the result of cutting off his clan status, and he is only blamed for his own suffering, and in order to relieve the pleasure of the moment, he has fallen into such a tainted and bad deed. There is no sect in the world that will be his place!

Zhao Sihai went down to the bottom of the mountain and respectfully kowtowed three times in front of the Qingtian boulder with the words Beaver Peak, although he was cut off by the Beaver Peak, he was also branded with the traces of the Beaver Peak in this life, and he could never erase it again.

The night was deep, and the surroundings were quiet, Zhao Sihai wiped his tears, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then hurried in the direction of Wild Wolf Town.

(Make up for the previous debt to the alliance leader who clearly loves you A but can't see each other, and also owes three more to Taoist friends.) Owe the pig's heart three watches, the five watches of the remnants of Taoist friends, and the first change of Yin's father. ）