This Martial Saint is too generous.

Chapter 11 The Small Circle of Attendants and Disciples

In the evening, Qin Jinyang returned to the villa with the package on his back.

When he entered the mountain gate, he met Steward Wang, and the eyes of the two met. There was unspoken hatred in both eyes. The two passed each other with expressionless faces and no words.

Old Liangtou made a false accusation, and it was Steward Wang who made the accusation. Anyone with a discerning eye knows it well.

But Manager Wang followed the rules from the beginning to the end, and the hall master only looked at the rules and didn't investigate carefully.

As long as the hall master's majesty is a little bit weaker, it may not be possible to wait for Soujia, and Wang Guanshi will kill him first and then play.

Qin Jinyang woke up from the nightmare several times, but was still afraid.

In his heart, he had already been killed by Wang Guanshi once.

This is a sworn hatred.

As far as Wang Guanshi is concerned, Qin Jinyang cannot live either.

Gao Erhu became more and more arrogant now, threatening more than once that he would change himself and let Qin Jinyang be in charge.

I can't afford Gao Erhu!
But if I try to kill you, Qin Jinyang, there is still a chance.

Steward Wang was in a state of desperation during this time, but fortunately, he finally spent money to get in touch with a hard relationship, and maybe he could find the hall master and say something good for him.

……

"Say... did you go to see the mansion? Is there a good place?"

"Speaking of which, the prices of houses in Wuhe Town have risen sharply recently, but don't worry, the young master said that if you earn enough for 100 taels, it will definitely be enough for 100 taels."

"50 taels can only buy a shabby house. Let's buy a big house with a yard, a latrine, and a kitchen. The one that starts at 100 taels, haha!"

"I really envy you for being able to write. Even if you are serving as a disciple, it is difficult to save up to 100 taels."

into the night.

Gao Erhu was chewing on the roast chicken, and kept pouring the dirty wine into his mouth.

Although the villa also has chicken and wine, but it is not as good as the fireworks in the town.

"Yeah, it has increased a lot!"

Qin Jinyang smiled.

Paralyzed and time-traveled, even the topic of housing prices cannot escape.

On Earth, housing prices are not pure steel and concrete. In fact, many factors come from the value of school districts, hospitals, business districts, transportation, etc.

And here, it's safety.

In places protected by strong armed forces, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and there are many merchants, and the price of houses will rise.

But Qin Jinyang didn't marry a wife, so he never considered buying a house.

Having said that, in ancient and modern China and foreign countries, in other worlds, when women get married, their obsession with houses is exactly the same.

"Tiger, you bought so many things for women, do you want to get married? Whose girl is it?"

Qin Jinyang pointed to the package beside him.

The best choice for a girl to marry is a young man with a status, a house, and an income.

But this is just wish.

Although Gao Erhu doesn't have a house at the moment, he has an extraordinary status and is good enough for an ordinary girl.

"Keep your things first, let's go to a good place together tomorrow!"

Gao Erhu squeezed Qin Jinyang's shoulder, his mouth full of alcohol.

……

late at night!

There was no book copying work today, but Qin Jinyang was not idle either. He was sitting on the bed and was performing Da Jiang Gong.

As long as you follow the route of the exercise and circulate the true energy in the body once, the true energy will expand a bit. Although the process is boring and makes you drowsy, the body will still give you a very comfortable feedback the moment the cycle is completed.

For the same martial arts, if the level of mastery is only at the beginning, it is very different from Xiaocheng, let alone Dacheng and Consummation.

Sometimes, because of the different levels of mastery, it doesn't even look like a martial art.

Qin Jinyang wanted to practice Dajiang Gong to great success as soon as possible.

"It's too slow, add more!"

There are still 6 potentials left in the panel, and the current conditions for rooting are insufficient, so keeping them is just for display.

add a bit!

With a thought, the 6 potential points are in Dajiang Gong.

boom!
In an instant, the zhenqi nearly doubled in size, and Qin Jinyang's meridians were in severe pain, and his limbs and torso seemed to be torn apart alive.

At the same time, Qin Jinyang's mind was clearer than ever before, and he even had an illusion that he could feel the cold wind trail outside the window.

Pain, accompanied by pleasure.

This is a very complex taste, hard to describe, endless aftertaste.

It took about an hour before Qin Jinyang's discomfort dissipated, and the violent qi in his body gradually subsided.

"The growth of true qi has nearly doubled, and it has not yet reached the barrier! The gap between Xiaocheng and Dacheng is farther than imagined... Good thing... the brother of the guard team said that the bigger the gap between each stage of martial arts, It proves that the potential is higher."

Qin Jinyang washed his face with cold water and walked out of the hut.

During the practice of Dajiang Gong, you will enter a state of ignorance and trance. If you can keep your consciousness clear, it can replace sleep.

But this scale is difficult to grasp, and he fell asleep if he was not careful, which was also the root cause of the disciples' death.

Qin Jinyang only needs to sleep for a short time, and Dajiang Gong can make up for the rest of his dormancy needs, and his spirit is even more transparent than others.

In the middle of the night when the bright moon was in the sky and the cold air made his lungs ache, Qin Jinyang suddenly grabbed a handful of dirt.

hum!
Infuriating as one likes, immediately covered in the palm.

Swish!
Dust was flying and scattered all over the walls of the hut.

Qin Jinyang walked over to examine it carefully.

Not bad.

As the true energy expanded, the lethality of the dust also increased by a level.

Others may not be able to see the abnormality, but in Qin Jinyang's eyes, the blue bricks in a certain part of the wall covered with loess have been broken.

This is the beauty of Dust Yang Gong.

There is interference, there is killing, and materials can be found everywhere, especially after committing a crime, there will be no clues left.

Is there a more perfect hidden weapon than loess in the world?
……

"Tea party? Are there tea parties among your disciples?"

Early the next morning, Gao Erhu knocked on the door early.

Feng Duoying went down to work, Qin Jinyang was not on duty, and both of them were idle.

"Actually, it's just a group of attendant disciples chatting and getting to know each other. If anything happens, they can take care of each other."

Gao Erhu chatted while walking.

Qin Jinyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry in his heart: "I'm damn... the original version of the industry exchange group?"

He used to be a small department manager in the company.

The bad group on the phone pushed.

[Department manager's ball singing K group] [Manager resource introduction and sharing group] [Manager interview exchange group]

If it wasn't for promotion, he wouldn't be able to enter this group in his life.

The group leader also has a similar exchange group.

Among city-level managers in various regions, there are also various groups belonging to their class.

This small group seems to have an invisible barrier, which protects a group of people with equal status and excludes people with insufficient status.

The department manager knows all kinds of communication groups in the city manager's mobile phone. Although there is a high probability that they are useless, he is not qualified to enter... This kind of group is like a black hole, it is also tempting you to come in, tempting you to climb up quickly, so that you will not be able to enter. Do not work desperately, others 996, you spell 997.

A group, or circle, is a stage where only those who are equal to each other are eligible to talk.

In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, perhaps it is just necessary for social interaction.

"Tiger, I won't go to the tea party for your disciples!"

After Qin Jinyang figured it out, he stopped and handed the package to Gao Erhu.

With different identities, different topics, and different status, even a look from others is repulsive.

If you are an attendant disciple, someone will naturally invite you.

You are not, you are a clown if you go.

"No, there is something important today, you have to go if you don't... Give my brother some face."

Gao Erhu would not follow Qin Jinyang.

"Even Lord Yan's face, I won't give it..."

Qin Jinyang walked resolutely.

……

[Hint: Your friend is a decent person, would you like to give him face? 】

(End of this chapter)