Dong Xiaoping walked directly towards the Qingshui Teahouse without delay, but he was in a daze all the way, and on the first day of October, he knew that the first day of every ten days was like Monday of every week in his previous life, the difference was that the week was seven days, and every ten days was ten days.

But what is this meeting for? I don't know why it's in a teahouse. Could it be that at the weekly assembly of college students, the answer is answered by name! As for the teahouse, isn't it necessary to have another "tea party" after the roll call?

I thought about it in a mess, and I couldn't figure out why, so I could only wait until I got to the place.

When I arrived at the Qingshui Teahouse, I saw a blackboard hanging at the door of the teahouse, which read "Requisitioned by the assembly, no idlers are allowed to enter".

Stepping into the teahouse, the hustle and bustle is coming. Roughly estimated, there should be thirty or forty people here, and the whole teahouse was packed, and sure enough, it looked like a rally.

These people are all dressed as monks, just looking at the clothes, most of them have an old style, and the material is also a little low-grade, and a few of them have even some torn clothes, which makes Dong Xiaoping, who is dressed in brocade clothes, very prominent.

The room was so full that it seemed impossible to find a vacant place. There were seven or eight tables, but there were people around each table, and some of the square tables even had five or six people sitting around.

For a while, Dong Xiaoping didn't know where to go, so he was stunned.

The originally noisy room suddenly quieted down, and everyone was looking at Dong Xiaoping who was standing at the door.

At this time, in the table closest to the door, a chubby middle-aged man stood up and greeted Dong Xiaoping with a smile: "This junior brother has just registered for the entry, right? ”

"Thank you, senior brother!" Dong Xiaoping saw someone greeting him, and hurriedly replied.

While smiling and walking towards the table, he guessed in his heart: this person should see that he is dressed luxuriously and wants to make friends with himself.

"Senior Brother Liu, move over there a little so that this new junior brother can sit down. Seeing Dong Xiaoping coming over, the fat middle-aged man said to a monk with a small round hat beside him.

Dong Xiaoping followed the fat middle-aged man's gaze and looked over, isn't this monk with a small round hat a leper strong? It seems that he failed to become an official disciple, and he actually drew the "Seventy-Nine" lot.

Liu Qiang (Leper Ziqiang) obviously also recognized Dong Xiaoping, with a look of disbelief.

"Senior Brother Liu?" the fat middle-aged man said in a somewhat inquiring tone.

It is estimated that he was stunned by Dong Xiaoping's dress as a monk, and the leper was stunned and did not give any reply.

At this time, Dong Xiaoping had already come to the table.

"Senior Brother Liu!" the fat middle-aged man saw that the leper was motionless, his voice was quite high, and he called out a little impatiently.

Only then did Liu Qiang react, with an embarrassed face, he slowly let go of the space. It can be seen that Leper Ziqiang is very reluctant, but with so many people at this moment, he is not stupid enough to go crazy here.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu!" Dong Xiaoping glanced at Leper Ziqiang and smiled meaningfully.

With the vacant seat forcibly moved by the leper, Dong Xiaoping casually pulled an empty stool by the wall, and then sat down happily.

The fat middle-aged man patted Liu Qiang with the back of his hand and motioned for him to move his position a little more, and smiled at Dong Xiaoping: "This Senior Brother Liu only joined the club in the first half of the year, and he doesn't understand some rules, don't you mind." ”

"Haha! No, no!" Dong Xiaoping said politely.

Liu Qiang's face darkened and he didn't look at Dong Xiaoping.

As he sat down, Dong Xiaoping looked around at the other two people at the same table, a man and a woman, sitting in the east and north directions respectively.

Dong Xiaoping guessed that this fat middle-aged man should have some status in this circle, otherwise Liu Qiang would not be so honest.

"Thank you for the invitation, my name is Dong Xiaoping, I don't know what to call my brother?"

"My name is Tian Qijia, and I have been in the society for seven years, but my talent is dull, and now I have a four-layer cultivation. The fat middle-aged man smiled.

Dong Xiaoping was stunned, this person's cultivation is quite good.

"Senior Brother Tian is humble. Thinking about learning more about the situation, Dong Xiaoping asked again: "May I ask Senior Brother Tian, is this gathering every ten days going to distribute moon silver and pills to us?"

According to Dong Xiaoping's idea, the general sect will regularly distribute resources to its disciples to practice. Well, that's the case in novels.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Dong Xiaoping's question, the fat middle-aged man was slightly stunned and looked at him with a little doubt.

The leper next to him also glanced at Dong Xiaoping with disgust, but he didn't say anything.

"Haha!"

The young man at the head of the table smiled and said, "Senior brother, you're not mistaken, right?

The friar at the head of the north also covered her mouth and smiled.

Dong Xiaoping's face was full of doubts, and asked, "Won't you want us to pay the teacher?"

When several people at the same table heard this, they nodded in unison, except for Liu Qiang, who had been black-faced.

Dong Xiaoping was quite speechless.

"What kind of routine is this? Isn't it all about sharpening your head and worshipping the master in the novel, and then you just eat and drink without worrying, sit back and wait for the experience to Taobao, and finally fight monsters and upgrade?

Pit!

Tian Qijia sighed: "Hey, Senior Brother Dong, our registered disciples are not as good as official disciples, and the master will not invest any resources in us." If you want to cultivate resources, you have to rely on us to earn them one by one. ”

The young man said, "So, our registered disciples must strive to become official disciples. Lao Tian, you are all four layers, I heard that Senior Brother Lin died on a mission a few days ago, and the red mission is vacant, this time it should be your turn to choose the red difference!"

Tian Qijia said: "That's not necessarily, you see that I am not the only one who cultivates to the fourth level of our society, besides, I heard that the tutor borrowed a person from other societies to make up for it, and it may not be elected." ”

Dong Xiaoping hurriedly asked, "What is the benefit of this red difference being so dangerous?

The young man smiled: "Our club is divided into three ranks: red difference, white difference, and gray difference, of course, other clubs are similar to this." As for the red cha, it is the rank of following the mentor out of the task, and if he doesn't die after a year or two, the mentor will recommend him to become a formal disciple according to the task contribution. What about the white difference, it's just us, of course, you and Liu Qiang are not. This white errand usually does not go out of the master's door, but cultivates and earns money in the area of Qingbo Lake, and the money earned is handed over to the master in a certain proportion, and the rest is his own. ”

"What is this ratio?" Dong Xiaoping continued to ask.

The friar complained: "That's quite a high percentage, almost halfway. In addition, if you don't reach a certain amount every month, you will be punished. ”

The young man continued to laugh and said, "Then it also depends on the person! You see that Senior Brother Tian has done a good job, and at least two taels of secret silver will come in every month!"

Senior Brother Tian waved his hand and hurriedly said, "Oh, how can there be? It's hard for me to earn a tael, and I don't know who is spreading the word." ”

"What about the gray difference?" Dong Xiaoping at this time was a curious baby, and he kept asking questions.

The young man said: "The gray difference is the disciple who has not yet cultivated to the first level, and the Nuo~ You and Senior Brother Liu are the gray difference." Ash is usually doing some simple and safe work, it is best to follow a white cha disciple, and when you have cultivation, you can do white cha and earn more money. ”

Tian Qijia smiled at Dong Xiaoping and said, "Senior Brother Dong, I don't know if you are interested in coming to my fishing ground to do things? ”

The young man interjected and laughed: "The Dong brothers lack this money? ”

The nun said enviously: "This material style, I saw it last time, this whole set is afraid that it will cost five taels of Mithril!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who heard them was shocked. A few people couldn't help but look at Dong Xiaoping again, but their eyes stayed on the clothes, as if they could see the flowers if they looked closely.

"Ah, it's so expensive? I'm afraid I can buy a spiritual weapon. Dong Xiaoping was secretly shocked.

If you don't say that women like to "buy, buy, buy", just look at it and tell the price. Dong Xiaoping didn't expect Zhao Yuan to give him this set of clothes how much it was worth, and he thought that this clothes would not assist in cultivation, at most one or two taels of silver, but he didn't expect it to be so expensive!

Liu Qiang said at this time: "Well, spending money on useless clothes, Senior Brother Dong's heart to seek the Tao is really resolute, and the younger brother admires it!"

Ren is a brainless person can also hear that Leper Ziqiang's words are full of ridicule.

Tian Qijia immediately said: "Senior Brother Liu is ridiculous! These clothes are not only beautiful, but also pay attention to comfort and cleanliness, which is also beneficial to cultivation. ”

The young man shook his head and said, "I don't agree, the clothes and accessories in the world are useless things, and they are precious." ”

Liu Qiang originally wanted to grasp this point to satirize Dong Xiaoping, but he didn't expect these senior brothers to pick up nice words and secretly scolded "snobbery", and at the same time wondered, how could this person mix so well?

Dong Xiaoping didn't care about the words of a few people, and said with a smile: "This dress was given by someone else, and I can't afford it." ”

Tian Qijia had a smile on his face and asked, "Oh! It was sent by the elders, right?"

Hehe! Dong Xiaoping secretly laughed at himself.

The young man interjected: "Senior Brother Tian, you are a fourth-level high-level cultivator, and your intention to inquire about other people's family backgrounds is too obvious, why do you look so mercurious?"

I think the relationship between the two should be good, if the relationship is average, the words will definitely not be so casual, and maybe it will offend people.

When the nun saw that the two of them were talking to me, she did not interject, but covered her mouth and chuckled.

Tian Qijia snorted and said, "What kind of high-level monk am I, the five or six levels of cultivation of those people are average, and that senior brother has reached the seventh level of perfection at the beginning of this year!" As for the second half of the male monk's sentence, he directly ignored it, pretending not to know.

Seeing this, Dong Xiaoping said silently in his heart, "This Senior Brother Tian must be a person who is left and right."

Dong Xiaoping asked, "It must be very difficult to do such a high level of cultivation to be a red cha, right?"

The young man said: "Cultivators, who doesn't risk their lives, how can they avoid beating, killing, and killing! How can they become formal disciples if they don't become red chasers? Formal disciples are not like us, not only do they not pay their monthly money, but they also have some subsidies when they go out of the task. ”

The nun said, "I think it's still the best inner door, you don't have to do any work, you just practice every day, and you never worry about resources." It's like us, it's tight to buy some spiritual food, and we're worried that the monthly money is not enough to pay every month. ”

The young man said, "You, you haven't entered the outer door yet, so you're thinking about the inner door?"

The friar pursed her lips, but did not speak.