After the steward of the medicine hall announced that the period of three years would be changed to two years, Yang Chan found that more people were practicing the Bull Demon Powerful Boxing in the courtyard. Even late at night, there were still people practicing boxing, and they were still practicing hard.
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Everyone's face turned pale and their energy and blood were depleted, but they still practiced the Bull Demon Powerful Fist forcibly.
After the steward's announcement, within three days, Yang Chan saw more than 20 corpses being carried away and buried in the medicine hall. These were just the handyman disciples in the medicine hall, and the handyman disciples in other halls,
It is estimated that it will not be less than in the medicine hall.
This attitude of using the life roll made Yang Chan realize the seriousness of Qingzhou's disaster, because if the disaster in Qingzhou had not been too serious, these handyman disciples would not be so desperate. After all, they only have one life.
As the saying goes, it is better to die than live.
You would only make this choice if you can't survive outside.
However, after seeing so many people dead, some of the handyman disciples quietly returned to normal and were no longer so troubled, but only partially.
When the steward of Qingyuanmen saw this situation, he arranged for someone to perform the death ceremony as usual, so that no one would die in the house and no one would know about it, and the body would stink.
In such hot weather, the body will stink within a few hours and may even cause infectious diseases.
When Yang Chan was counting, he noticed that many names had been crossed out on the list, and they were all dead people.
His daily tasks are also increasing, because after the death of the handyman disciples, the tasks of these people are divided among all the handyman disciples.
The people who had had time to chat disappeared, and most of them had sad looks on their faces and were much silent.
And new handyman disciples have begun to be recruited again. This is recruiting for the entire Qingzhou to make up for the batch of handyman disciples who have been retired for more than two years. In the era of famine, you can imagine how fierce the competition will be.
Already.
If the recruitment of new handyman disciples is completed, the tasks of these handyman disciples will also be lighter, but no one will be happy about this, because most of the old handyman disciples will be dismissed, which is also the vast majority.
The fate of the handyman disciple.
Yang Chan's daily practice progress has been steadily improving these days, but he is not very happy, and his face also shows a sad look. Although the increased workload has been evenly distributed, he is really very tired now.
After completing his chores every day, he wanted to lie down and rest.
This is true for the handyman disciples, but there is no change for the formal disciples of Qingyuan Sect, because it has no impact on the formal disciples at all.
Official disciples are the people of Qingyuan Sect.
During the lunch break, Yang Chan did not relax. Instead, he joined the group of people practicing the Bull Demon Powerful Fist. Even if a handyman disciple fell down next to them, he did not let these people stop.
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Medicine hall.
"Hall Master, the harvest of medicinal herbs in the medicinal fields today has been reduced by 30%. The weather is too hot. Even if we arrange for the handyman disciples to water the fields, many medicinal herbs will still be burned to death."
"The amount of medicine collected at the foot of the mountain is even less than 40%. If the weather is still so hot, it is estimated that the subsequent harvest will be even lower."
As the deacon who collects medicines in the medicine hall, Sikong Yan naturally knows the situation of collecting medicines every day, and also knows the source of the shortage of medicines received.
This is a natural disaster that cannot be fought with human power.
"In the future, we will arrange for a group of handyman disciples to water the medicinal fields every day. The situation in the medicinal fields must be stable. As long as there is a heavy rain, it will return to normal."
Gu An nodded. This was not the first time he heard such bad news. The harvest of medicines was decreasing every day, so he had to do his best.
As the leader of the medicine hall and the elder of the Qingyuan Sect, he naturally reported these problems to the sect leader and others, but there was no good solution.
"In one month, it will be the day to pay tribute to the medicine. You should handle it yourself and arrange for someone to receive it."
Gu An ordered.
The medicines in Qingyuan Sect, medicine fields and collected medicines are only part of it. More medicines are the medicines donated by the forces protected by Qingyuan Sect in Qingzhou. They pay tribute once every six months. There are many medicines in tribute, and naturally the Qingyuan Sect becomes more and more popular.
If you take it seriously, you will arrange for disciples in the sect to help solve some problems.
"I am the hall master. I will not let down the hall master's great trust."
After hearing this, Sikong Yan's face showed joy, because he was responsible for receiving medicines sent from various places, which meant that he could benefit from them.
Medicines that are usually in short supply during practice can also be seen at the first time, and you can use your authority to get some of them.
As long as it's not too much, generally no one cares.
"Are these people all disciples who have been working on the mountain for more than two years?"
Gu An asked casually when he saw the disciples who were working hard to practice the Bull Demon Powerful Fist in the open space during their free time at noon.
Most of these disciples are depleted of energy and blood. Although they are proficient in Bull Demon Power Fist, their movements are not very standard. They are far from perfect in Bull Demon Power Fist. They basically cannot understand the power of the bull and will be kicked out.
"Huh!"
Suddenly, Gu An's eyes lit up when he saw a figure among the group of people.
"Who is this person?"
Gu An pointed at a person practicing the Bull Demon Powerful Fist among the crowd and asked.
Sikong Yan did not answer, but looked at the steward aside. As the deacon of the medicine hall, he naturally did not care about these handyman disciples.
"Back to the hall master, this person's name is Yang Chan. He has been on the mountain for two and a half years. He is a medicine boy who collects medicine in Jishan Town."
After the deacon saw clearly the person Gu An was referring to, he instantly revealed Yang Chan's identity. To recruit handyman disciples in the Qingyuan Sect, one must have a clean family background and very traceable origins.
"Back then, I paid tribute to a century-old ginseng plant and became a handyman disciple. Before I entered Qingyuan, I was a medicine boy and worked..."
The deacon opened his hand and found Yang Chan's journey up the mountain and some simple comments from Yang Chan.
"Two and a half years ago, his qualifications are relatively average. This person is about to perfect the Bull Demon Powerful Fist. If he can understand the strength of the Bull Demon, he should be admitted to the medicine hall!"
After two and a half years of listening, Gu An was much less interested in Yang Chan. If it had been a year and a half, or even shorter, then he would have been a talent that could be made.
But even so, if you can understand the power, you can still join the Qingyuan Sect and become an ordinary disciple.
In addition, Yang Chan's evaluation is that he is diligent and diligent in his work, which is pretty good. At the same time, it can also give some hope to these handyman disciples.
After all, it is a good story that a handyman disciple who had been a disciple for two and a half years realized the power and became an official disciple of the Qingyuan Sect before he retired.
At the same time, it can also give some hope to those who are approaching the two-year mark.
The senior figures of Qingyuan Sect are naturally happy to see this situation.
"Yes, Hall Master."
After hearing this, Sikong Yan instantly understood what Gu An meant.
During this period, many handyman disciples died, which made some of the handyman disciples a little scared and thought of slacking off. If the news about Yang Chan could be spread at this time, the situation would naturally be much better.
This is a living sign.
"After the medicine is finished, you can give Yang Chan a bowl of qi and body nourishing soup."
Sikong Yan looked at the steward aside and ordered.
"Yes, Mr. Deacon."
The steward hurriedly replied and expressed his gratitude for Yang Chan's good luck.