Su Ziang thought to himself that he had just arrived at Houtu Peak for half a day, who knew what bullshit rules were, so he only heard Xu Liang snort and said, "Let's be straight, how many spirit stones can you respect, and you can also use silver." ”

"I've never seen a spirit stone. Su Ziang originally had some broken silver on his body, but he could give it all to the man in black, and now he could only say: "I was once taken captive by mountain bandits, and the silver and household registration documents on my body were taken away by mountain bandits, if Xu Daochang likes it, you might as well wear my clothes away." ”

"You don't have household registration documents, you don't have filial piety silver, and you don't have a sect recommendation, so you're obviously a poor bastard. Xu Liang rolled his eyes, with a look of contempt, and said mockingly: "Do you want to come to Houtu Peak to eat and drink?

Su Ziang was depressed, he often heard people say that the king of Hades is good, but the little ghost is hard to find, looking at Tian Duoduo and Xu Liang's tone and expression just now, it is just like a pair of obscene little ghosts asking for money.

The mountain breeze blew gently, and Su Ziang felt cool.

Standing there alone, without assistance, without answer, without knowing anyone, waiting for the verdict of the two lewd imps, he suddenly remembered the Infernal Sea.

Although the Infernal Sea is barren and lonely, but there are usually no patrols and guards, the prisoners are all equal, and no one despises them.

"Knock knock ......" in a burst of footsteps.

Xu Liang ran back alone, shouting with a black face: "For the sake of Shui Zhenren's face, if I don't drive you away, let's live in a firewood room." After speaking, he glanced at Su Ziang, his eyes were full of disgust and contempt, as if Su Ziang owed him a lot of silver, and then ran away angrily.

"Most of my Su Ziang have a relationship with the firewood house, and I will live in the firewood house when I go there. Su Ziang sighed, and his heart was full of helplessness and disappointment and ran towards the firewood room.

There were no windows on all sides of the firewood house, and it was full of dead grass.

After Su Ziang entered, he first put the dry grass together, and the dust on the dry grass floated up, and the smell of rotting grass and mud permeated the firewood room.

"It seems that there is no food to eat tonight?" Su Ziang lay on the dry grass and thought silently for a while, then got up and pushed open the firewood door and walked out towards the bottom of the thick soil peak.

The sun was in the west, and there was a slight twilight between the peaks, and when I turned a corner, there was a messy stone forest on the left side of the peak, and there were no fields and gardens around.

Chirping, chirping, and a long lonely cry of birds came from the stone forest.

Su Ziang's heart moved, he went into the stone forest, picked a boulder with an obvious position, pulled out a tiger-headed short sword and dug a deep pit under the boulder, and took out the red blood bracer of the Hebian blood wolf, the embroidered handkerchief of the Mai woman from his arms, and finally found a small golden eagle.

The red blood bracer was slightly heavy, and with Su Ziang's knowledge, he couldn't see what it was refined, and the embroidered handkerchief of the woman in sackcloth didn't know what the mystery was, and it couldn't be opened for a while, and the little golden eagle emitted a faint luster in the twilight.

After the little mute suddenly disappeared in Pingyuan County, Su Ziang was angry for a while, threw the little golden eagle into the bushes on the side of the road, and began to regret it after walking a short distance, so he ran back and picked it up.

"Well, the people here don't seem to be very friendly, so don't snatch you all away. Su Ziang put a few items into the deep pit, covered them with earth and gravel, and then returned to the firewood room unhurriedly.

There was really no food that night, although the weather was not cold, Su Ziang was hungry, tossing and turning on the dry grass like a poor little mouse, thinking about Zheng and Su Ziqing, thinking about Wu Liuqi, and not falling asleep in a daze until the second half of the night......

In the early morning of the next day, Su Ziang woke up early, lying in the dry grass and thinking silently about his thoughts, when there was a "pop", the door of the firewood house was knocked open, and a mountain breeze poured in.

"Poor bastard, don't you know the rules? Get out and work. Xu Liang rushed in and shouted, Su Ziang's heart swelled with anger, his eyes flashed with anger, and he clenched his fists unnaturally.

"What's the matter, don't accept it?" Xu Liang rolled his eyes, shook his fist, and sneered: "Master Dao, I am a foundation building cultivator, do you hear clearly?

"Building a foundation for cultivation?" Su Ziang had heard Ding Yidao talk about the distinction between the ranks of warriors before, and this new term Xu Liang said should be the distinguishing standard for monks, right? But he didn't know how clever the foundation building cultivation was, he glanced at Xu Liang lightly, his edge was sharp, and he lowered his head and drilled out of the firewood room.

"Hmph, do you dare to call me to Daoye?" Hmph, hum ......" Xu Liang looked proud, and followed out of the firewood room, the morning light was bright outside the firewood room, and the heads of people in front of hundreds of grass rooms were shaking, carrying water, sweeping the road, coming and going, all busy.

In the middle, a tall and thin Taoist man, with his back to everyone, standing like a green pine, was overlooking the mountain peak.

"Senior Brother Tian, this kid's name is Su Ziang, the one I told you last night. Xu Liang jumped in front of the tall and thin Taoist in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to point at Su Ziang.

"Do you understand the rules?" Senior Brother Tian glanced at Su Ziang twice, asked, his eyes were not wavering, and he said lightly: "You make it clear to him, don't show a word." ”

"That's it, that's it. Xu Liang nodded, just turned his face, immediately changed his face, and roared: "There are many rules in Houtu Peak, and the outer disciples who have just entered the mountain gate have to work more......"

Senior Brother Tian glanced sideways at Su Ziang, and then walked away with his hands behind his back, only to hear Xu Liang's fierce howl: "Poor bare-bones carry the toilet in a house in the east to the back of the peak every day to rinse it, if there is a smell on the barrel, you lick it clean with your tongue for Dao Ye." ”

After Xu Liang finished howling, he walked away, just took a few steps, turned around and rolled his eyes and jumped back, pointing to the tall thin male Taoist priest who was far away and said: "That's Tian Duoduo's brother Tian Dafeng, the head of the Houtu Peak, and the disciple of Tu Tingzi Zhenren, if you dare to be lazy when you are poor, be careful that Manager Tian slaps you to death, and you don't want to flush the toilet for the Taoist master quickly." ”

Su Ziang was very depressed in his heart, he just got out of the Infernal Sea, went to Taihua Mountain, and wanted to enter the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, but he was ordered to flush the toilet by a lewd ghost, and after thinking about it, he went to the Evil Wolf Valley and entered the Infernal Sea, and he could turn evil into good fortune, and he should be able to do the same in Taihua Mountain.

At sunset, for five consecutive days, Su Ziang gritted his teeth, drilled out of the firewood room before dawn every day, and flushed the toilets in a grass house in the east one by one, so as not to let Xu Liang find any fault.

There were hundreds of teenagers as old as Su Ziang on Houtu Peak, all of whom were new outer disciples.

Every morning in the morning, Xu Liang shouted and shouted in the sound of "poor eggs", planting spiritual fields, carrying water, brushing toilets, and brushing toilets.

It didn't take long, because he needed help, Su Ziang became acquainted with two teenagers, one was named Chu Tian, and the other was Feng Dawei, Feng Dawei was short and fat and had a lot of meat, and was nicknamed Little Fat Man.