harleyscars Chapter 5: You deserved to die!
Chapter 5: You deserved to die!
The next day, at Yuanwu Peak's miscellaneous service office.
Today is the day to receive the monthly allowance.
Before dawn, all the servant disciples gathered in the servant courtyard square.
When Lin Xiaoyou arrived, a long queue had already formed.
As usual, there are three tables in total.
In front is spirit rice, behind is pills, and at the very back is a table that emits fragmented spirit energy.
Behind the table sat Zhao Cheng, the disciple in charge.
The sixth level of embryonic breathing, the first wheel of the spirit.
He loves doing two things most on a daily basis.
1. Examples of deductions.
Second, swearing.
As soon as Lin Xiaoyou joined the queue, someone behind him laughed.
"Hey, isn't this the genius from Wangyue Lake?"
Lin Xiaoyou turned around, somewhat bewildered.
The speaker was Liu Ye, who possessed the third level of embryonic breathing and was circulating his energy.
There were two other people standing next to him, both seasoned veterans of the servants' quarters.
Liu Ye held a rough little booklet in his hand.
The ink on the cover was still wet.
"The miscellaneous disciple of Qingchi returns from Wangyue Lake, breaking through three realms in a single day."
Lin Xiaoyou's eye twitched.
That bastard Chen Shou, wasn't he supposed to be sent to engrave it? How did the original manuscript get leaked?
Liu Ye turned to the first page and read it aloud in a sarcastic tone:
"The black wolf is behind, the setting sun is in front, young friend Lin touches the broken mirror, and a talisman seed falls into the mirror."
Many people in the courtyard looked over.
Someone laughed out loud.
"Junior Brother Lin, where is your broken mirror? Take it out and let your senior brother take a look."
"Don't just look at it. What if you accidentally find a talisman seed and break through three realms in a single day?"
"He's broken through the three realms? More like a broken bowl."
Lin Xiaoyou didn't speak, but silently stepped forward, intending to collect his monthly allowance first.
Zhao Cheng sat behind the table, glanced at him, and casually opened the account book corresponding to him.
"Young friend Lin."
"exist."
"Your monthly allowance is 30 catties of spirit rice, one Qi-cultivating pill, and half a Qi-shattering pill."
Lin Xiaoyou stepped forward and bent down to receive it.
Zhao Cheng took out the spirit rice from the bag, then took out a small porcelain bottle, and finally placed half a broken spirit on the table.
Lin Xiaoyou reached out to take it.
Zhao Cheng, however, held down Sui Ling.
"Last month you went out to collect herbs and submitted two less stalks of Green Beard Grass, so half a piece will be deducted."
Lin Xiaoyou looked up: "Those two stalks of Green Beard Grass were taken away by Senior Brother Wang from the outer courtyard."
Zhao Cheng's expression remained unchanged.
Do you have proof?
"Besides, what does Senior Brother Wang have to do with our servants' quarters?"
"A task that wasn't completed isn't completed; don't make excuses!"
"Even if that Senior Brother Wang is real, he's still a member of our sect!"
"He has to listen to the sect too!"
"Think it over before you speak. Is this because you failed to complete the mission, or is it that Senior Brother Wang infringing on sect property?!"
Lin Xiaoyou was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
This Senior Brother Wang is clearly Zhao Cheng's brother-in-law.
He only gave away the green grass at the behest of the person in front of him.
How come it's his fault now?
The bustling square fell silent for a moment.
This kind of thing happens all the time.
They take the blame from above and leave the rest to bear the consequences.
They were just menial laborers.
Lin Xiaoyou used to be tolerant.
But today, he doesn't want to endure it, and he can't endure it.
He owes twenty spirit stones.
Even half a shattered spirit is money.
"No credentials."
Zhao Cheng released his grip: "Then deduct it."
A voice came from the crowd behind: "Lin Tiancai, didn't Canjing tell you that you can't speak recklessly without evidence?"
The square was instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Lin Xiaoyou carefully put away the spirit rice and pills, but didn't leave.
He stared at Zhao Cheng.
"Senior Brother Zhao, I want to register for the small competition in three days."
Zhao Cheng looked up.
"you?"
"I."
Liu Ye laughed even louder: "You, at the second level of the Fetal Breathing stage, are signing up for a small competition? To give others practice on?"
Lin Xiaoyou turned around and looked at Liu Ye.
Are you signing up too?
Liu Ye was taken aback. Although it was somewhat unexpected, he had dominated the outer courtyard for so many years and had no reason to back down.
"certainly."
"That's good."
Lin Xiaoyou walked up to him and reached out to snatch the booklet from his hand.
"This couldn't have been sold to you by Chen Shou, could it?"
As he spoke, he turned to the first page.
Then, in front of everyone, he pointed to the title.
"Three days later."
I'll hit you.
The laughter in the courtyard grew even louder.
The smile on Liu Ye's face slowly faded.
"What did you say?"
Lin Xiaoyou stuffed the booklet back into his arms.
"Your ears are at the second level of fetal breathing?"
Liu Ye's face darkened.
He stepped forward and bumped his shoulder into Lin Xiaoyou.
The impact carried considerable force.
A third-level fetal breathing technique versus a second-level fetal breathing technique is enough to make someone stumble and fall.
Lin Xiaoyou did not dodge.
"Bang!"
Shoulders collided.
Lin Xiaoyou took a half step back.
The courtyard suddenly became quiet.
Zhao Cheng also narrowed his eyes.
Lin Xiaoyou patted his shoulder and flexed his wrists.
"Don't rush."
"The fight will take place on stage in three days."
Liu Ye stared at him, his lips twitching slightly.
"it is good."
"I'm waiting for you."
"If you don't go on stage then, I'll come down and break your legs."
Lin Xiaoyou nodded.
"If you lose, you have to give me your monthly allowance."
"When you see me in the future, lower your head and bow to me, calling me 'Big Brother'."
Liu Ye laughed in exasperation.
"Okay, okay!"
"Young friend Lin, you're really something."
"Everyone in the courtyard, listen up!"
Lin Xiaoyou turned to look at everyone.
"Did you all hear that?"
No one answered.
But the eyes of the onlookers lit up.
The servants' quarters were too miserable.
Everyone wanted to join in the fun.
Zhao Cheng pushed the roster out.
"Press your fingerprint."
Lin Xiaoyou stepped forward and pressed his handprint.
Zhao Cheng said in a low voice, "Young friend Lin, the servants' quarters is not a popular novel."
"If you lose on stage, no one will help you."
Lin Xiaoyou withdrew his hand.
"Senior Brother Zhao."
"Um?"
"How do you plan to set the odds this time?"
"Consider that half of the Soul Shard as a bet on myself winning."
Zhao Cheng was a little unsure of what to do when he saw him like this for the first time.
"What if we lose?"
Lin Xiaoyou spoke calmly, as if he hadn't heard her: "I'll come to collect it in three days."
On the way back, I saw Chen Shou also queuing to receive his monthly allowance. I casually handed him the book, "Qingchi Miscellaneous Disciple Returns from Wangyue Lake, Breaks Through Three Realms in One Day," and gave him a light kick while whispering in his ear...
"waste!"
"They can't even guard their own tools for making a living."
"No wonder he's been writing for years and still flops. He deserves it!"
……
System space.
After watching this scene, Li Xun sat in his chair in silence for a long time.
Then he rubbed his face.
"This kid is really daring."
"Is twenty spirit stones really too much of a burden?"
"Should we find a reason to reduce the price for him?"
[User Lin Xiaoyou has been detected to have triggered a public conflict.]
[Temporary boost service can be activated.]
Li Xun, alert, didn't use his inquiries about the price; instead, he asked, "How much?"
[A 20% fee is charged for advance payment of next month's data allowance to users.]
"Should the user or I pay this transaction fee?"
[User responsibility.]
Li Xun immediately sat up straight.
"This feature is great."
Should we send an advance payment invitation to the user?
Li Xun thought about it.
"No rush."
"A helping hand in times of need is truly valuable."
"Wait until he's cornered before popping up the window."
He paused, then a smile played on his lips.
"Also, send him a message."
Please enter your message.
"Content: Xiao Bi wins against Liu Ye, and the outstanding fee will be reduced by one spirit stone."
[Deduct 1M.]
"hair."
[Sent.]