"Miscellaneous disciple?"
After hearing the report from his subordinate Jinyiwei, Lu Hanjiang was stunned at first, and then was speechless for a while: "That old boy Yushu doesn't think that if he plays word games with us like this, Jinyiwei will let him go, right?"
His subordinate Jin Yiwei replied: "Sir, according to the common theory of Jianghu, the chore disciples are the same as the handymen and are not considered as members of the sect. Even if their status is different, they only bear the responsibility of inadvertent inspection. If we are so careful If you try too hard, it will end up being ignored.”
Lu Hanjiang nodded slightly: "The truth is this, that is to say, if you want Bao'er to really play a role, the Qingcheng faction has to come forward in person to prove that this kid is extraordinary, right? Let me think about it... ..Yes, ask Ji Baihu to come over."
"yes."
The Jin Yiwei retreated, and after a while, Huangfu Xiaoyuan came over in person. Then she saw Lu Hanjiang hand over a blood-red sign with the words "Blood Debt, Blood Repayment," which looked scary.
Huangfu Xiaoyuan took the sign, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said: "It is said that Ke Hentian, the Master of the Evil Path, once worked for a killer organization called the Blood Ghost Hall. There is no one in the world that they dare not kill. This group of People have no names, and they only recognize each other by tokens when they meet. It is rumored that the tokens are like blood soaked with the words 'Blood debt must be paid with blood'. I didn't expect that the legend is true."
Lu Hanjiang said with a smile: "It is groundless and there is no reason. Rumors in the world always have a source. However, Ke Hentian did not work for the Blood Ghost Hall. He founded this killer organization."
"Are you familiar with Ke Hentian?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan asked. Lu Hanjiang always had some strange friends in the world, and she was no longer surprised by this.
Lu Hanjiang shrugged and said, "We can't be friends. To be honest, I haven't met that strange Taoist priest a few times. I just got this token by chance after meeting someone from the Blood Ghost Hall."
"Take?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan was skeptical about this word.
"Don't worry, the members of the Vampire Ghost Hall don't know each other. They only recognize the token. No matter where your token comes from, you can go to them to trade with it. This is a pass, which can save you money." Go get some trouble." Lu Hanjiang said.
"I understand," Huangfu Xiaoyuan put the token away and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Lu Hanjiang smiled slightly: "There is an inn thirty miles southeast of here. Show this token to their accountant, and then tell him that there is a new chore disciple of the Qingcheng sect named Bao'er. You want to buy this with your money. The kid’s life, here are ninety-five taels of silver, please keep it.”
With that said, Lu Hanjiang handed the money bag to Huangfu Xiaoyuan, who frowned: "The Blood Ghost Hall is in the murder business, how come there are still some oddities?"
"Ah, that's not the case," Lu Hanjiang blinked and said, "The price of the Blood Ghost Hall is clearly marked. The price of the kid is fifty taels apiece. With a background from the Qingcheng Sect, double that to almost a hundred taels. I have the change. If it’s not enough, please help me pad it first.”
"..." Huangfu Xiaoyuan glanced at him speechlessly, then took the money and left.
After Huangfu Xiaoyuan left, Lu Hanjiang dug into his pocket again. Apart from the large banknotes given by Lao Qian, there were only some copper coins that the beggars squeezed out. He couldn't help but sigh and called. His subordinates are Jin Yiwei.
"Go back to the Central Plains and tell the brothers in the gang to pay your contribution in advance." Lu Hanjiang ordered.
"This..." His subordinate Jin Yiwei was stunned and said in a low voice: "Sir, we have already received the money twenty years later. If we collect it again..."
Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows, looked at him and said, "What? Do you want to succeed me as the leader of the gang?"
The Jin Yiwei shook his head quickly: "Your Majesty, you are serious. How dare you humble your position?"
"That's alright, you're not the next gang leader. Why do you care so much?" Lu Hanjiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's for their own good that the disciples in the Kuyiku gang will pay more. Come on, we can each get what we need. No matter how many people ask for this kind of merit-increasing thing, they can't get it."
"I understand."
The Jin Yiwei didn't struggle for long after he retired. In the Beggar Clan, all members are paid voluntarily. The leader of the gang never forces him. He just earns his qualifications without spending any money. If he spends money, he can be promoted faster. This is all Obvious rules.
But to be honest, even if the leader of the Lu clan had received the money twenty years later, when the matter was brought up again, there would still be an endless stream of disciples rushing to pay the money, which can be regarded as a fight.
This is an obvious scam. People spend money to make money. Only by rising to a high position can they make money. However, in fact, even if they really get promoted to seven or eight bags by paying money, there will still be someone on their head who will collect their money. , this is a dead end.
Because the Beggar Clan seems to be in high positions, everyone collects money, and lives a very prosperous life. In fact, these people are all Jin Yiwei, and they are all actors arranged by the leader of the Lu family. Most of the money collected has been squandered by the leader.
Only when the group of people below rose to the rank of Nine Pocket Elders by paying money will they truly realize that as long as the gang leader is still there, they will always have to pay.
There is no solution to this problem unless they kill the gang leader and take over themselves. Of course, Lu Hanjiang also considers the risks of this approach, but after thinking about it a little more, he doesn't care. After all-
According to his way of playing, whether the Beggar Gang will still exist at that time is still a question, so there is no need to worry about it.
...
On the other side, Huangfu Xiaoyuan came to the inn as Lu Hanjiang said. She bluntly said that she wanted to find the cashier. The waiter in the store didn't notice anything wrong and immediately called the cashier for her.
The accountant was an honest and honest middle-aged man. When Huangfu Xiaoyuan showed her token, the expression on Huangfu Xiaoyuan's face did not change at all. Instead, she held her hand in kindly manner and asked, "I don't know what the guest wants to do." Business?"
"There is a chore disciple from the Qingcheng sect named Bao'er. I want his life." Huangfu Xiaoyuan said in a hoarse voice, and then took out a bag of money, totaling fifty taels.
The accountant took the cushion and narrowed his eyes: "This is a big deal, I'm afraid..."
Huangfu Xiaoyuan didn't say anything, and directly took out the second bag of money and handed it to the other party, still fifty taels.
Mr. Accountant chuckled and said: "The guest is very generous. In this case, I will do this business. After the transaction is completed, I will tie a red scarf outside the inn door. After the guest sees it, he can go to inspect the goods."
Huangfu Xiaoyuan nodded, turned around and left. The cashier took away the money with a smile, as if nothing had happened, returned to the counter, picked up the abacus and continued tapping.
The waiter quietly came over and asked, "Master Li, what is that person here to ask you to do?"
Mr. Accountant chuckled: "My child wants to go to college. It happens that my in-laws have some relationship with the county college. She came to me to gain access."
"I see, you're studying. No wonder the weight is so substantial." The waiter suddenly realized.
"You have sharp eyes, and you know that the portions are sufficient." The cashier tapped the waiter on the head with a pen: "There are so many guests waiting for you, go to work, otherwise the shopkeeper will see you." , just wait to be scolded."
"Yes, yes." The waiter left with a smile. The inn was as lively as ever. Huangfu Xiaoyuan's coming and going did not attract anyone's attention. Everything was so ordinary.
