It’s five o’clock in the morning in Daomen Mountain.
After getting rid of Tai Xuzi, I wandered around the stairs at the foot of the mountain in boredom.
After confirming that there were no pursuers and that his traces had not been exposed, he quietly returned to the dormitory and fell asleep under the covers.
Tonight's negligence resulted in a passive situation of alerting the enemy.
Taixuzi will definitely strengthen the defense of the forbidden area in the back mountain afterwards. It will be impossible for me to "imposter" and sneak in.
Breaking in by force means killing without caring.
This is contrary to the idea of kindness that Sanbo told me to do. I don't want to go to the point of "exterminating humanity" unless it is absolutely necessary.
What's the difference between a me like that, treating human life as nothing, and becoming a monster?
Furthermore, the Six Meridians of China have a profound foundation. With thousands of years of accumulation, they must have some terrifying trump cards.
Just in terms of martial arts cultivation, I seem to be a master of Tai Xuzi.
But to take a step back, the existence of the earth soul is related to the foundation of the mountain gate. A drop of soul blood is equivalent to taking away one-third of the Taoist gate's current luck.
If we add in the third uncle's drop, tsk tsk tsk, a catastrophic crisis that is close to annihilation, will the Taoist sect let me go?
Don't you dare risk your life with me?
I might not be able to catch all the trump cards if they are thrown out all at once.
The purpose of stealing soul blood is to eliminate the demonic energy in the body and restore a normal life. It is not about exchanging lives for luck.
Sanbo is waiting for me, Lingxi is waiting for me, and my family is waiting for me.
I have to go back alive.
Come back safely and intact.
"Dang-dang-dang."
Just as I closed my eyes and thought about what to do next, a dull and harsh bell suddenly rang in the yard.
The "five heroes" who were sleeping soundly got up without hesitation, yawned and put on their clothes and shoes.
His movements were neat and uniform, as if he had received special training.
I stretched out in a pretentious manner and asked, "Is this the assembly bell?"
Kuang Chan, the short-haired young man who was violently beaten by me last night, nodded and bowed and said: "Boss, it's half past five now. We have twenty minutes to wash up and have breakfast. We will gather in the courtyard at five fifty to accept the roll call from the chief servant."
"One minute late, and you'll get a whipping."
"Work on time at six o'clock."
I put on my coat, pointed at Zhou Laigui and said, "How can he work with his skin torn apart?"
Kuang Chan replied: "You can ask for injury leave for him, up to three days."
"If I can bribe the chief servant with some benefit, I can extend it to one week."
"Of course, there is no salary during the injury leave."
I shook off the dust from my sneakers, bent down and untied my shoelaces and said, "The cafeteria is several thousand meters away from the courtyard. It takes twenty minutes to wash up, have breakfast, and run back and forth. Are you sure you can make it in time?"
The bearded man with a bruised nose and swollen face smiled and interrupted: "Boss, boss, the handyman disciples don't have breakfast."
"To be precise, last night's dinner was breakfast. You have to prepare it yourself in advance."
As he spoke, he opened the wet towel on the red lacquered wood table, revealing three fist-sized rice balls, and said proudly: "There is enough rice in the cafeteria, so I can wrap it up with some pickles according to my personal appetite. Everyone does this."
I frowned slightly and said, "The dormitory is hot and humid, and the rice will go rancid."
The bearded man said nonchalantly: "A little sour taste is nothing, it's better than being hungry."
"There are tasks assigned every day. If you can't complete them, you will be punished."
"Boss, you just came yesterday, so you must not have prepared breakfast. I..."
Bearded Hu Daxian said attentively: "We five brothers will give you a rice ball each to express our feelings. Please take care of me in the future."
I twitched my mouth and quickly refused: "Forget it, I won't die from hunger."
Then, I picked up the basin and planned to go to the well to wash up.
The moment I opened the wooden door, I was speechless. My dear, the yard was full of people and it was bustling. It was even more lively than attending a temple fair.
The bearded man stood behind me, suppressing a smile and said, "Just get used to it."
I bravely squeezed into the crowd and finally moved to the well.
The bearded man took the initiative to fetch water and never forgot to remind me to speed up.
