Why do people go crazy? "
Ji Yanzhu asked on the way to Snake Street, one of the twelve streets in the Seven Cities.
Ji Jie Bi: "In addition to congenital and acquired factors, it is either a physical reason such as brain damage, or it is driven crazy by some stimulation. If it is a physical reason, Taichu Guan should have a way to solve it, so to speak Come on, that disciple is probably stimulated."
Jiyanzhu: "Is it because you can't break through in cultivation?"
Ji Jie Bi: "That shouldn't be the case. This junior is still young. At this age, he has the cultivation of Nascent Soul Dzogchen and still has a long life. He won't go crazy over such a thing, right?"
Ji Sha Sword: "It's hard to say that my direct disciple has a high spirit."
While listening to their discussion, Jing Yingrong bought liquid medicine, mineral powder and other items needed to raise oysters in the grocery store on Snake Street.
Compared with Qicheng, the characteristic of Twelfth Street is that there are no sect industries, and all disciples set up stalls and open shops by themselves. The long street is an uninterrupted road, with a dazzling array of goods on both sides. The stalls and shops are also small, but it is extremely lively. The sound of bargaining is endless, and it is more of a fireworks atmosphere.
Jing Yingrong stopped when passing a stall selling spiritual beast bait and her eyes fell on one of the boxes of food.
The stall owner cleverly recommended: "Do you have demon pets such as shrimps and crabs? You can buy one and try it out. I make these food myself. The ingredients are fresh and full of energy. Keep your pet safe and eat them. Afterwards, the skin is fragrant and the meat is tender... No, it's because the shell is shiny and big."
Jing Yingrong: "I want two boxes."
"Okay, two boxes, take them."
After paying the bill, Jing Yingrong was walking to the next stall when she suddenly heard a loud voice:
"We're recruiting people! Take a look. You don't need spiritual stones to sign up. You don't have to contribute points. The remuneration is generous and you have the opportunity to be appreciated by the powerful. There is no such store in this village. Don't miss it if you pass by. !”
A few steps away, a male disciple was holding a large flag and waving it. He kept shouting, attracting side glances from those who came and went.
Beside him, a female disciple sat behind a small table with an embarrassed look on her face.
The male disciple was shouting loudly, but the female disciple couldn't bear it and pinched his back. She gritted her teeth and said, "Stop shouting! If you shout about such a serious matter, it's like cheating. Who will come!"
The male disciple let out an "ouch" in pain, rubbed his back and said aggrievedly: "Then what can we do? Who told us to be assigned to the street. After sitting on the bench for a long time, how can we attract others if we don't do this? We won't be able to recruit by then. If someone comes in, we both have to be scolded."
After saying that, the male disciple continued to shout: "Come and take a look. Don't be deceived by signing up for free! Hey, senior brother over there, you are the most suitable person with your handsome and handsome appearance. Come and try it! Hey, hey, you stare at What am I doing!”
The female disciple covered her face and said, "Be careful of getting beaten."
After she said this, she didn't hear the male disciple's voice again and couldn't help but raise her head in confusion.
At some point a figure stood in front of the table. She looked up and up, and finally understood why her companion was suddenly quiet.
Jing Yingrong: "What are you recruiting people for?"
Male disciple: "Do it, do it, just bring tea and water...ah!"
He hugged his feet and screamed in pain, hopping on one foot.
The female disciple retracted her protruding feet without leaving a trace, and said with a smile on her face: "I am serving as a waiter at the disciple-taking ceremony of Lord Tongsheng. We are very short of people right now. Senior sister, are you willing to join us?"
Jing Yingrong asked in confusion: "Are the ceremony attendants being recruited now?"
Female disciple: "It was originally arranged long ago, but we received a notice from the sect yesterday that the master of the Shijue Palace will also come to watch the ceremony. The leader said that he could not lose his status for the sect, so he decided to change a group of waiters and replace them. The person must be extremely outstanding in appearance and figure, so there are not enough people who meet the standards of the leader."
The male disciple who recovered added: "So we were sent out to recruit people."
In the sea of consciousness, Ji Yanzhu said: "Shi Jue Mansion? Ah, in the immortal performance I watched in the mirror last time, many of the actors in it came from this Shi Jue Mansion, right?"
Ji Jie Bi: "You remember correctly. Generally speaking, when recruiting people for this sect, the first thing they look for is their appearance, followed by their fundamentals, understanding, and perseverance."
Jing Yingrong asked the female disciple: "Is the waiter just serving tea and pouring water?"
The female disciple hesitated for a moment, ignored the male disciple's wink, and said truthfully: "Actually, there are a lot of things to pay attention to, such as timing, sequence, movements, expressions, etc. Of course we can all teach, but... because of tight time, there is no It’s so simple, you need to be patient to learn it, it may be a bit tiring...”
Jing Yingrong: "Then I'll sign up."
Female disciple: "Huh?"
"Don't be stunned!" The male disciple ecstatically pushed the female disciple and said to the mirror: "Senior sister, you don't need to sign up, you will definitely be selected! We will take you to the leader right now!"
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The second big city on Yingshan Mountain is Zhouyun.
There is a large house in the east of the city, and people come in and out of the door from time to time.
There were many people sitting in the spacious front hall, and every once in a while a voice came from the back of the hall:
"Next!"
Then someone got up and went to the back of the hall.
In the small room at the back of the hall, a woman was reclining in a chair, holding a roster with her left hand, resting her forehead on her right hand, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her face was extremely ugly.
There were two people standing on each side of her, both looking frightened.
"Next, Yu Jingbo!" shouted the man on the left.
A disciple walked in.
The woman raised her eyelids and took a look, then waved her left hand holding the roster. Without even saying a word, the man on her right sent the disciple out knowingly.
The person on the left is calling someone, the person on the right is sending someone away, and the time between them is getting shorter and shorter. Only occasionally did the woman look carefully at the people who came in, and reluctantly nodded. The man on the right welcomed him into the side hall and handed him over to others to receive him.
Soon there were only a few people left in the front hall.
"That's all?" the woman said, showing strong dissatisfaction.
The man on the left said bravely: "It's only one day, don't worry, we will recruit enough people."
Hearing this, the woman became even more dissatisfied: "Only one day? How many days are left until the ceremony? Do you think there is too much time?"
The man on the left was silent.
The man on the right couldn't help but said: "Are the requirements too high? I have been to Shijue Mansion, and some of the ones you looked down on just now are considered to be above average in Shijue Mansion."
"What I want is to come up! Come up!"
The woman hit the armrest of the chair with the register, said sternly, and immediately threw the register to the ground.
The man on the right reluctantly picked up the roster.
The woman looked around and noticed something, and said, "Where are Li Xiaolan and Chen Sheng? No one was recruited?"
As soon as she finished speaking, someone suddenly rushed in from outside.
"I've got it, I've got it!"
The male disciple named Chen Sheng was breathing heavily. Behind him, Li Xiaolan appeared at the door with Jing Yingrong.
The woman sat up suddenly.
She stared at Jing Yingrong without blinking, and at the same time snatched the roster from the man on the right, pointed at Jing Yingrong, and said in a tone that could not be refuted:
"You, don't go anywhere. Wherever the master of Shijue Palace is, you will be there."
