"Boss! Second child! Fourth child! Come on! Someone wants to steal the chicken!" The short fat man saw a man sitting next to the thatched house, his face changed, and he shouted hurriedly.
Not far away, three roars came.
"Who is so bold! He dares to steal the chickens of our talented people!"
Facing such a scene, Chu Cheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something. His consciousness came out and covered a ten-mile radius.
I saw a bamboo forest on the flat land not far down the opposite slope. In the bamboo forest, there was a two-story wooden house.
"..."
Chu Cheng looked at the short fat man with a confused face, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. Feelings, this person is his long-term friend.
And this thatched house is not used for living, but for these people to raise poultry.
After a while, three more people rushed up from the downhill slope.
The three of them are not very old, they look no more than 20 years old, and their bone age is no more than fifty.
One of the thin-faced young men shouted loudly: "I am a thief! How dare you steal the chickens of our talented and talented people! You don't even want to know who we are!"
"Second brother! Don't talk nonsense to him! Just do it!"
"Fourth! Go and see if there are any young men!" said a black-faced young man.
A short and thin young man quickly ran to the thatched house and opened the mat curtain to count.
"One, two, three, four, five... fifty-seven..."
"Boss! Sure enough, one is missing! There are only fifty-seven. Yesterday there were fifty-eight!"
"Oh my god! You actually dare to steal our chickens!" The black-faced young man was angry! They brought this in from outside with great difficulty, so that they could live a small bourgeois life and occasionally make dental sacrifices.
"...."
Chu Cheng glanced at them, waved his hands, and said helplessly: "Brothers, these are all misunderstandings. I didn't steal your chicken."
"Fart! How could one of the chickens be missing for no reason without stealing it!" The short and thin man said in pain: "Oh my god! My chicken brother! My duck sister! We won't be able to see each other for a week."
There are quite a few of these chickens and ducks, and they only occasionally kill one for the Dadaya Festival.
It is extremely difficult for a handyman disciple to leave the sect. They also went through great hardships and begged someone to follow the alchemist to go shopping.
At that time, less than twenty were purchased in total. At first they were reluctant to eat until the new chickens and ducks hatched.
Chu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, sighed, took a top-quality spiritual stone and threw it over.
After all, these are his future friends, and Chu Cheng does not want to directly use coercion to scare these Qi-gathering monks. Otherwise, you will have to live under their constraints from now on.
The black-faced young man saw a spiritual stone flying over, caught it, and said with a sigh: "Bah! You want to send us away even with a spiritual stone?"
The next moment, when he saw this spiritual stone, his eyes widened.
"This...this is the best spiritual stone!" They were just low-level monks, and they all entered the Purple Luck Sect by chance and became members of the Purple Luck Sect. Even top-grade spiritual stones were seen in the hands of those alchemists. How could one have seen top-grade spiritual stones before.
But this spiritual stone exudes rich spiritual power and has no impurities. It can still be seen that this is a top-quality spiritual stone.
"I wonder if this top-quality spiritual stone can compensate for a chicken?" Chu Cheng stood up and patted the grass residue behind him.
The black-faced young man's eyes narrowed, he thought for a moment, threw the top-grade spiritual stone in his hand towards Chu Cheng, shook his head and said: "These chickens are precious just because they are precious in the sect. For low-level monks like us, we can't get rid of them." I don’t have some common habits, especially eating. But a chicken is not worth a top-quality spiritual stone.”
"Yes! You are insulting us by giving us the best spiritual stone!" the short and thin young man shouted.
('gad2; h(ex) "Let's do this. Give us ten medium-grade spiritual stones and you can leave." The black-faced young man thought for a moment and said.
Ten middle-grade spiritual stones, neither more nor less. It is equivalent to one month's salary for each of them.
"Wait, Fourth! How many did you just say?" the short, fat man suddenly shouted.
"Fifty-seven! What's wrong?" asked the short and thin young man.
"...Fourth, didn't we just eat one yesterday? Didn't you count it? It's fifty-seven." The short fat man said with a sigh of relief.
"...."
"...."
"Do you remember? We ate hens stewed with bamboo shoots yesterday." The short fat man said proudly.
He is often called stupid by these people. Look, did he move back today?
The atmosphere was stunned for a moment.
"Ah ha ha ha! This is all a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!" The black-faced young man showed a friendly smile, walked up to Chu Cheng, and said with a dry smile: "Brother, I'm really sorry!"
"Haha. It doesn't matter." Chu Cheng shook his head.
From the black-faced man's rejection just now, Chu Cheng had a good impression of him.
One top-grade spiritual stone is far more valuable than ten mid-grade spiritual stones. The middle grade is converted into ten thousand.
The number of ten thousand is considered a considerable sum of money for a few of them. There are too few low-level monks who can refuse.
And they did it, which shows that they are not greedy people. Maybe it would be nice to have such a roommate.
"This fellow Taoist is a disciple from which region?"
There are twenty-one areas for handymen, each area has a thousand people, and each area is divided into ten communities, covering thousands of miles.
The four of them have been in District 13 for more than ten years, and they know almost all of them. And this young man in white is very unfamiliar, and his cultivation level cannot be seen. His realm should be several levels higher than them.
Chu Cheng coughed, blinked and said, "I live here."
"Live here? Hey, are you from next door?" the short and thin man asked in surprise.
"That's not right, the next door is dozens of miles away from here, and I've seen Li Erdan's gang, but not you." The thin-faced young man said doubtfully.
"Ahem, this is my identity token." Chu Cheng handed the token over.
The black-faced young man took a look at the token and was stunned for a moment.
"Are you...the new one?" the black-faced young man exclaimed. Then he laughed and said, "Hahaha! So it's you!"
They received news yesterday that someone would be moving in.
The four of them waited all night last night to welcome the new couple, and even stewed a chicken specially, but they didn't arrive for a long time. So the chicken had to be divided among four people.
"Why are you here? We have been waiting for you all day last night." The black-faced young man asked.
"Ahem, I thought this thatched house was where we lived." Chu Cheng said with some embarrassment.
"So that's it!" The black-faced young man understood and said with a smile: "The place where we live is in the bamboo forest. The four of us built this thatched house by ourselves. These chickens are too noisy in the morning. If they are placed in the forest, they will affect us. Sleep.”
Chu Cheng nodded and had to say that these people lived a very relaxed life.
Just now, when my consciousness swept away, I saw a lot of bacon hanging in the bamboo forest.
"Brother, my name is Song Dawei, the fat guy is Wang Hongwei, the thin-faced guy is Zheng Fa, and the short guy is Xiao Wenzhe." The black-faced young man introduced.
"I wonder what your brother's name is?" the short fat man asked.
"My name is Chu Cheng." Chu Cheng smiled softly and liked the atmosphere very much.
These four people were carefree and didn't seem to have any scheming at all.
"Brother Chu! You are the last one to come. From now on, call me boss! From now on, I will protect you from the outside!" Song Dawei patted Chu Cheng on the shoulder and then patted his own chest, saying proudly.
('gad2; h(ex) "Ahem, boss." Chu Cheng coughed and smiled shyly. He looked like a completely new person.
"Well! This fat guy is the third child. This short guy is the fourth child, and this thin face is the second child." Song Dawei introduced them one by one.
"Boss! What are you talking about! What do you mean by a dwarf!" Xiao Wenzhe was unhappy.
"Hahaha!" Song Dawei stood behind Xiao Wenze and gestured, directly over the two heads.
Xiao Wenze stopped talking, thought for a while, and changed the subject: "Fifth brother, don't listen to what the boss says. I am practicing a physical training technique. It causes bone compression. Once this magical technique is completed, I will be able to recover." . Let’s go, fourth brother will take you to have breakfast, you have to work later.”
The handyman disciples have to go up the mountain to pick spiritual herbs every day and hand them over to the Spiritual Grass Hall in exchange for a certain amount of points.
Chu Cheng couldn't laugh or cry at these four people, they were simply four living treasures.
The place where he lives is pretty good. There are three rooms on each floor, and Chu Cheng lives on the second floor.
For breakfast, Chu Cheng just had a bowl of porridge and a piece of bacon, and that was enough.
Chu Cheng watched the four people eating with great joy and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't there Bigu Pill in the sect? Why do you still eat whole grains?"
Wang Hongwei picked up the last piece of bacon, finished the bowl of rice porridge in one go, wiped his mouth and said, "What's so delicious about that thing? It has no taste at all."
"Speaking of taste, I have recently been developing a chicken-flavored Bigu Pill. Once this pill is released, it will definitely become famous in the Purple Fortune Sect!" Wang Hongwei rolled his eyes and said suddenly.
"Come on, when was the Bigu Pill developed that was not disgusting and unpalatable to death?" Zheng Fa said sarcastically.
"The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan, you know nothing!" Wang Hongwei rolled his eyes.
"Okay! After eating, pack up quickly. It's time to gather." Song Dawei put down the bowl, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.
"Gathering? What gathering?" Chu Cheng asked doubtfully.
"Lao Wu, you have just joined the Purple Fortune Sect. You don't know that the daily task of our handyman disciples is to go up the mountain to pick elixirs. Every day, the Lingcao Palace assigns a task to each area."
"Oh." Chu Cheng nodded and asked: "Where should I take the alchemy master test here?"
"Alchemy Master Assessment?" Song Dawei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Lao Wu, you can't do things in one go, you have to do it step by step. You don't know how difficult the Ziyun Sect assessment is. Look at me, boss, I am the same in the outside world. A second-grade alchemist, placed here, can’t even qualify as a medicine boy.”
"Ahem, I'm just asking." Chu Cheng said with a smile.
"The assessment will be held at the end of every year. Twenty-one regions will be held together. If you can enter the top fifty, you can become the medicine boy of those alchemists. If you have a 70% superior rate, you can be promoted to alchemist! "
"At the end of the year, there are still three months left." Chu Cheng murmured.
Three months, no more, no less. Chu Chengjueding was promoted to Alchemist in this assessment. I'll go find out about Xuan Ye then.
"Okay! Let's set off, don't be late." Song Dawei stood up, took out a flying boat, and said proudly: "This is a top-grade flying spiritual weapon. It only takes a quarter of an hour to reach the gathering place. It is precisely because It, we can rest a little longer.”
"Lao Wu, you go first! Let you feel the speed of a high-grade flying spiritual weapon."
Chu Cheng smiled, nodded and jumped on the flying boat. Then he took a look at the flying magic weapon in his savings ring...
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