Following the exclamation of surprise, Zi Chen saw an old man in sackcloth looking at him in the hall.
"Manager Zhang."
Zi Chen knows the old man. He is the steward here. His surname is Zhang. He is very easy-going. Although his status is not as good as that of the inner disciples, he is higher than that of the outer disciples. Some disciples who have gone out come here to hand over some things.
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The old man walked up quickly and whispered beside Zi Chen: "Where have you been these days? You disappeared for several months."
"I went out to practice for a while, so I didn't bring back these things." Zi Chen took out a lot of animal skins from the baggage on his back.
"You have to be careful. Recently, Wang Meng has been looking for you again, and he is still looking for Zhao Can. By the way, you are back. Why hasn't Zhao Can come back?" Manager Zhang took the animal skin and whispered.
Although he is not very talented and is old, Manager Zhang is a very good person and his words are full of concern.
Zi Chen smiled faintly and said, "Zhao Can is dead."
He spoke in an understatement, as if the person who died was a cat or a dog, not his good brother.
Manager Zhang was an old man. He just glanced at Zi Chen and patted his shoulder gently. Zi Chen, who had always been kind, was so indifferent when talking about his brother's death. Manager Zhang obviously saw something.
"You should be more careful lately, I think they have bad intentions." After saying this, Manager Zhang took Zi Chen's baggage and left.
At this moment, two teenagers came from outside the door. After one of them saw Zi Chen, he said something strange: "Hey, isn't this Zi Chen? Why, I haven't seen you in a few months.
Not dead yet?"
"Is something wrong?" Zi Chen turned around and looked at the two of them calmly.
"Humph, what can we do to find you? We are not from the same world as you. It's Brother Meng who is looking for you. I don't know what kind of bad luck you have that makes Brother Meng so interested in you." Another person said.
The young man curled his lips and said.
The two people in front of them, the taller one is called Fu Jie, and the shorter one is called Chi Ming. As the two said, they had no contact with Zi Chen before.
Because they were all following Wang Meng, and Wang Meng was Wang Xiong's younger brother, the two parties, who had never been in contact with each other, now came into contact, obviously because of the five-hundred-year-old snow ginseng.
"Let's go."
Seeing that Zi Chen was motionless, Fu Jie's voice became much sharper.
"Where to go?" Zi Chen looked at Fu Jie.
"Of course I'm looking for Brother Meng." Fu Jie said impatiently: "I really don't know what kind of luck you got. What kind of shit did you step on to have Brother Meng look for you by name?"
"I don't know where I stepped on a piece of stinky dog shit, but I know that the shit you two stepped on must have come from in front of Wang Meng's door, and it's as smelly as your mouths."
Zi Chen glanced at the two of them coldly and said sarcastically.
After saying that, he ignored the two of them and left directly.
"stop."
Being ridiculed by Zi Chen, the two people's faces became very ugly. Fu Jie flashed and blocked Zi Chen's face.
At the same time, Chi Ming also followed closely, with true energy escaping from his whole body, and he glanced at Zi Chen coldly.
"Fifth level of true energy?" Zi Chen looked at the two of them and his pupils shrank slightly.
"Yes, with the fifth level of Qi, you can enter the inner door steadily. Boy, you must also know the difference between the inner door and the outer door. If you offend us, you won't even know how you died." Fu Jie sneered, his face
There was a proud look on his face.
More and more people came here, and naturally some people noticed this scene. When they heard Fu Jie's words, there was even more envy in their eyes.
"This Zi Chen actually offended Senior Brother Fu Jie. He is really looking for death."
"That's right, Senior Brother Fu Jie and Senior Brother Chi Ming are both going to become inner disciples."
Some people, in order to deliberately please Fu Jie and Chi Ming, ridiculed Zi Chen from a distance.
"Haha, Zi Chen, now I'll give you a chance to kneel down and apologize, and then follow us to find Brother Meng." Hearing the sounds around him, Chi Ming laughed even more, his expression even more arrogant.
For the outer sect disciples, entering the inner sect is their greatest wish, and the inner sect disciples are also superior.
Many people who joined in the fun had some pity in their eyes. Offending Fu Jie and Chi Ming was equivalent to offending Wang Meng, and offending Wang Meng was equivalent to offending Wang Xiong. Zi Chen's path was almost cut off.
Even entering the inner door is not easy.
"Yes, kneel down and apologize, and then tell everyone who is the real shit." Fu Jie also sneered.
"idiot."
Zi Chen was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them. He looked at each other as if he were an idiot and said disdainfully: "You still kneel down to apologize. Who do you think you are? You are like garbage."
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
In this situation, Zi Chen had many choices, either apologizing, being tough, or staying silent, but they never expected that Zi Chen would fight back with such vicious words and so thoroughly.
To put it bluntly, the two of them are worthless.
"you!"
Zi Chen's reaction was naturally beyond the two's expectations. At this moment, the arrogance on their faces disappeared, replaced by anger, incomparable anger, and a murderous intention. The breath of the fifth level of Qi was directly locked on
Zi Chen is obviously going to take action.
"Why, you still want to take action? I'll give you some courage to see if you dare?" Zi Chen said coldly.
Fighting is prohibited in the Lingwu Sect, and outer disciples are not even qualified to participate in the battle arena. Even if there is a serious conflict, they cannot take action within the sect.
Although Fu Jie and Chi Ming both have the strength of the fifth level of Zhenqi and can enter the inner sect Titie, they have not participated in the assessment and are currently only disciples of the outer sect. Therefore, the two of them were furious in their hearts and spitting fire in their eyes, but they could not
Nai He Zichen.
So Zi Chen strode away gracefully.
The farce ended just like that. Fu Jie and Chi Ming were frustrated and furious, and no one with a blind eye came to deliberately fawn over them.
"Huh, wait and see."
The two of them snorted coldly, had no choice but to say harsh words, and then left.
Zi Chen returned to his hut. There were two huts. Although they were not big, they were relatively well-equipped with tables, chairs, benches and beds.
Next to Zi Chen's cabin is Zhao Can's residence. In the past, because the two had a good relationship and were brothers, they tried to find a way to live next to each other. Unfortunately, now that he thought of Zhao Can again, Zi Chen looked calm, but in his heart,
But it became cold.
"Zi Chen, get out of here."
Not long after Zi Chen returned to the hut, there was an angry shout outside. Zi Chen was not familiar with this voice before, but now he knew it was Fu Jie's voice.
Fu Jie was fierce and arrogant.
After Zi Chen walked out of the room, he realized that there were not two people, but three people.
In addition to Fu Jie and Chi Ming, there is also a younger-looking boy who seems to be younger than Zi Chen.
"Wang Meng."
Zi Chen naturally knew Wang Xiong's younger brother, Wang Xiong, who had come to the outer sect many times for Wang Meng's sake. Zi Chen had seen him from a distance before, but the two had never met.
At that time, Wang Meng was aloof, and Zi Chen was just a passerby.
"You see Brother Wang Meng, why don't you come over obediently?" Chi Ming couldn't help but shouted when Zi Chen walked to the door and stopped moving.
"Is something wrong?" Zi Chen remained indifferent.
Because of Zhao Can's betrayal that day, these people who had never interacted with him came to find him, and they continued to cause trouble for him.
After surviving the catastrophe that day, Zi Chen was already extraordinary. He really didn't take the simple fifth level of Qi seriously.
"You are Zi Chen, you have a very good character." There was a faint smile on Wang Meng's lips, but there was a mature and steady tone under his childish expression.
Zi Chen said nothing, waiting for the other party to say something.
Wang Meng didn't waste any time and said directly: "You must also know the purpose of my visit. It's the five-hundred-year-old snow ginseng."
After saying this, Wang Meng stared at Zi Chen.
"Snow ginseng, what snow ginseng?" Zi Chen pretended to be stupid.
The indifferent expression disappeared, and there was anger in Wang Meng's eyes. After all, he was just a young man, and he didn't have enough power in the city. He could easily get angry, "Are you pretending to be stupid with me?"
"I don't know what you are talking about." Zi Chen said lightly.
"Haha, okay, very good, you will know what I am talking about soon." Wang Meng sneered, then turned and left.
Lingwu Sect has the rules of Lingwu Sect. The inner disciples may not need to abide by them, but the outer disciples have to abide by them. Even Wang Meng can't do it, so he left because he was afraid that he couldn't help but attack Zi Chen. Although afterwards,
I can settle this matter myself, but it's really not worth it for Zi Chen.
So he left.
"Teach him a lesson." Wang Meng said lightly when leaving.
"Okay, no problem." Both of them nodded, with excitement in their eyes.
…
In the early morning of the next day, when Zi Chen walked out of the room, he smelled a foul smell, and then Zi Chen retracted his kick like lightning.
Because there was a yellow lump in front of his door, exuding a strong stench.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
At the same time, Zi Chen also heard a sound like splashing water next to him. Following the sound, Zi Chen saw a disciple in Tsing Yi wearing a mask on the side of the house, using a stinky wooden barrel to draw a
The gourd and gourd scooped up some shit-yellow soup and water and poured it on Zi Chen's house.
Because the contents in the barrel were so smelly, every time the Tsing Yi disciples poured something out, they would frown and their Adam's apple would move, as if they were making a difficult-to-swallow expression.
"Hey, what are you doing."
Zi Chen shouted coldly at the disciple in green, and at the same time, he was ready to step forward to argue.
Unexpectedly, his sudden anger startled the other party. He accidentally shook his hand, and the feces and urine accidentally escaped and got on his wrists and sleeves. Immediately, the other party felt like vomiting.
Feel.
"What are you doing."
Zi Chen shouted angrily again, and he was carefully walking out of the door.
The disciple in Tsing Yi was very panicked and tried to hold back the urge to vomit. When he saw Zi Chen coming, he quickly filled the gourd ladle in the wooden bucket. The gourd ladle filled with soup and water shook again, and in an instant a ladle of feces and urine crossed a line.
The arc flew towards Zi Chen.
After that, the latter threw down the wooden barrel and gourd gourd, and flew away into the distance. The wooden barrel turned a few times, then turned over, and all the contents poured out, and suddenly there was a more pungent smell.
, and it spread.
There was an arc of shit in front of him, and there were many shit-yellow things at his feet. Zi Chen could only carefully step back and retreat into the room again. After avoiding the arc, he found that the disciple in Tsing Yi was no longer around.