This Martial Saint is too generous.

Chapter 276 The leftovers that beggars are willing to eat will not taste bad
The snacks in the teahouse were not enough, Qin Jinyang was tired all the way, and his mouth was so hungry that he wanted to pack up the delicacies for Yucheng.

After leaving the teahouse, Qin Jinyang casually grabbed a local-looking boy, asked for directions, and walked towards the famous restaurant street.

Hey hey hey.

This is the best travel guide.

If you want to find delicious food, you must ask the locals.

However, the little brother looked at Qin Jinyang's retreating back, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Humph.

If you ask for directions, ask for directions. What does it mean if you don’t give money?
You group of high-ranking officials and nobles are short of years, but not short of money.

Since you don't give me money, you are looking down on me.

……

Qin Jinyang looked at the funeral street in front of him with a dazed expression.

Correct!
Coffin Street.

On both sides of the road, there are coffin shops, paper doll shops, paper money shops, and tailor shops that specialize in tailoring clothes for the dead.

Even in the daytime, Qin Jinyang felt that the street was gloomy.

As for food, there is no shadow.

Qin Jinyang smiled wryly.

After all, he was deceived. The locals in Yucheng... are not authentic.

Because of one person, Qin Jinyang began to have an opinion on a city.

Shaking his head, Qin Jinyang was about to turn around.

This time, he was not going to ask the locals again, but to ask the beggars for directions.

Beggars are greedy and often know where the leftovers are the best.

The leftovers that beggars are willing to eat will not taste bad.

When leaving, Qin Jinyang took a special look at the funeral street.

Something weird.

This scale is a bit too large.

Where there is need, there will be supply.

To support so many coffin businesses, there must be enough corpses.

But Xiangyu City is not close to the border, and there is no war. In theory, there are not so many dead people.

At this time, a young man not far away was walking along the funeral street accompanied by his teacher.

Qin Jinyang could hear the conversation between the two.

……

"Did you see it? There are so many coffin shops here, but they are all prepared for the students of Yuzhi Academy."

"Whether it's a newcomer in the first year, or the second year, or the third year...even a teacher, they may die at any time."

The teacher's tone was serious, as if he was teaching young people.

The young man was slightly older than Qin Jinyang by one or two years. Judging by his clothes, he was obviously from a wealthy family and a classmate.

The young man had the same expression as Qin Jinyang, looking at the dazzling array of funeral shops while expressing casual emotion.

He is young, at the age of the most passionate, and it is difficult to resonate with these cold coffins.

"The death rate in the Yuzhi Academy is extremely high. In the academy, eating, drinking, and drinking will cost years. If you want to practice quickly, you need a lot of years. For ordinary newcomers, it is only a matter of renting a house that can practice. It will consume half of the body's years, let alone consume a lot of elixir."

"For us ordinary warriors, it takes seven or eight years, or even more than ten years, to break through from the third rank to the fourth rank, which is normal. But you, the proud sons of heaven, often need to compress it to seven or eight months in pursuit of a limit. The difference in resources consumed on the way is not simply ten times, but a hundred times, or even more than a hundred times."

"Master, I know that you have a resolute character and refuse to admit defeat in small things, but in Yuzhi Academy, when you should admit to being ordinary, you have to accept your fate... How many talents took risks for the sake of their age, only to be carried back in the cold coffin .”

The teacher persuaded him earnestly.

Along the way, the tutors are actually persuading young people.

After all, the family can still support it, so it won't be a last stand.But the young master has an extreme personality and has never suffered any setbacks since he was a child. He is worried that the young master will not be able to stand mediocrity and will do extreme impulsive things.

Coming to see the rows of coffin shops is also a wake-up call for the young master.

Needless to say, the young people gathered here can no longer be described as geniuses.

All of them are monsters.

This teacher is almost 60 years old, but he is still a third-rank martial artist.

Even if he is an ordinary third-rank, he is respected in the family. Although he is the teacher of the young master in name, the head of the family calls him a brother. He has never regarded him as an outsider, and he is closer than a brother.

But the young master is still young, he has already reached the full rank of the three ranks, and even successfully washed the clock once, his cultivation base has already left him behind, and now he is more like a housekeeper.

If there is no accident, the young master may wash the bell for the second time within a year, and even break through to the fourth rank.

Four products.

That is a dignified fourth grade.

The tutor has inquired carefully, and in fact, the qualifications of the young master, among this batch of new recruits, are only at the middle level.

The strong men from Kyoto and the geniuses from the four major provinces have released the news that they want to break through to the fourth-rank Dzogchen before leaving the teacher, and even want to hit the fifth-rank.

Damn!

Comparing people to people can really piss people off.

Putting it on ordinary people, who would dare to fantasize about the fifth rank casually?
Thinking back to when I was young, I didn't even dare to dream of the fifth rank.

This group of people is actually going to aspire to the fifth rank at such an age.

Let alone three short years.

Even if it is 30 years, breaking through to the fifth rank is still the luckiest of luck.

Therefore, the teacher understands why the death rate of students is high.

High returns inevitably come with high risks.

As far as his family is concerned, although it can provide all the pills for the young master to break through to the fourth rank.

But that is a pill at normal speed.

If the young master pursues the limit breakthrough at the fastest speed at all costs, then he needs the most high-quality elixir.

Often the price of this kind of elixir is as high as dozens or even hundreds of ordinary elixirs.

Two days a day, the family can afford energy consumption.

If it was a few months, the whole family would have to be eaten up by the young master alone.

For the young master, this Yuzhi Academy is both an opportunity and a catastrophe.

The master even couldn't bear to let the young master fight in this purgatory, he would really die.

But he also hoped that the young master could soar into the sky and become famous.

"Teacher, don't worry."

"I don't have fewer arms or legs than others. I can compete for years that others can compete for."

"Others can break through to the fourth rank within a year, why can't I?"

"In a word, what others can do, I can definitely do! What others can't do, I will try my best to do it."

The young man is full of ambition, with a self-contained pride.

At this time, a coffin shop owner passed by and happened to hear the young man's passionate words.

His face was full of disdain, and after passing by, he still muttered: "The coffin in my shop is so high and low that I will leave one for you."

Qin Jinyang also smiled wryly.

It is a good thing that teenagers are high-spirited.

But the expression of the coffin shop owner seemed to be used to all this.

It seems that a lot of people really died.

"Oh, young master, how can I persuade you to be cautious in everything!"

"In addition to the age pressure, you will also encounter internal vendettas."

"Warriors in the school fight for everything, suppress everything, and can't let go of their hearts. As time goes by, the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and their tempers are getting hotter. Coupled with the friction of not seeing up and down, those of you Classmates, they will draw knives at you at every turn."

"In the academy, students are allowed to sign life and death certificates. I heard that there is a life and death ring, and the blood on it has never dried up."

"Young master, you are upright. If you meet someone you can't beat, you should bear it when you should... Avoid the edge temporarily, it's not shameful."

The tutor spoke earnestly and earnestly.

"Humph!"

Obviously, the boy didn't take his words to heart.

In his eyes, there was even a faint flame burning, as if he was expecting life and death.

Qin Jinyang was thoughtful at the side.

He did hear the life-and-death arena mentioned to Xeon.

In the academy, it is theoretically not allowed to draw a sword in private, but if one party presents a life-and-death certificate, the other party has only two choices, either bow down and admit defeat, make an apology, or draw the sword to decide life and death.

They are all young people with full of vigor. Once they bend over, they will become the laughing stock of the academy.

Even Xiang Xeon's easy-going temper has been in the arena of life and death.

Of course, if the loser begs for mercy and offers corresponding compensation, there is a high probability that he will be forgiven.

"Also, you guys are the future pillars of the imperial court. In addition to internal dangers, you will also face assassinations by rebels and rebels. The border has not been peaceful in recent years. Barbarians from other countries , will also send killers over..."

"In short, it's getting more and more dangerous, young master, you must be careful."

The tutor chattered.

While talking, the two left the funeral street.

"Hahaha, traitors and traitors? I wish they would kill me, especially foreign barbarians. I hope they will come right away... I heard that killing rebels and barbarians can earn you a lot of years in the academy."

"Qiu Shengdan is refined by the Taidan Institute. If I can save dozens of pills, as long as I break through the fourth rank, I will soon reach the middle stage of the fourth rank... the day when I surpass my father is not far away!"

"My dad is still playing with mud at my age!"

The young man speaks arrogantly, and even deliberately amplifies his voice, as if others will worship him after hearing the rhetoric.

The teacher shook his head, the look in his eyes was even more worried.

The character of the young master is actually directly related to the master's high-handed discipline.

Because of this, the young master has been rebellious in his heart since he was a child, and he dreams of surpassing the master as soon as possible, so that he can feel proud.

Qin Jinyang looked away from the boy.

But the bosses in the funeral street looked at the two of them one after another. There were all kinds of weird smiles on their faces. Several bosses exchanged glances, and seemed to be exchanging familiar chat topics: Brother, guess what, this kid’s When was the body brought over?
……

Just as Qin Jinyang was about to leave, a group of people approached from afar.

This group of people was attending a funeral, and in the middle of the road was a dark coffin.

It is a wealthy family, and the funeral procession is very long.

It might be a senior from Yuzhi Academy, Qin Jinyang is going to take a look.

Before he knew it, many spectators came beside him.The crowd broke their mouths and started chatting.

Soon, Qin Jinyang learned a lot of information from the chat.

It turned out that this funeral team was not a student of Yuzhi Academy, but a big local family in Yucheng.

In the past few days, there is a high probability that no students will die in Yuzhi Academy, and the veteran students have no dangerous missions, so the bosses rarely take time off, but they won't be free for a few days.

The Lushan Trial is about to start, this year's special situation, plus there are foreigners, it is destined to be a bloodbath.

There are enough coffins in the coffin shop, and even the wooden planks are well stocked, ready to be assembled at any time.

Hearing that it wasn't the body of Yuzhi Academy, Qin Jinyang lost interest for a while and prepared to leave.

……

The big family's surname is Liu.

The Liu family had a hundred-year-old grandmother who passed away just after her one hundred and seventh birthday.

After all, it was a centenarian returning to the West, which was a happy funeral, so not many people in the Liu family were sad.

Several sons in the crowd were dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, but they had different expressions, because the old grandmother left a lot of private property, and they were all thinking hard about how to put as much money in their pockets as possible.

Some children of the younger generation even quietly pushed and fought in the team, but no one came to stop them.

The grandchildren have grown up, and these are the great-grandchildren, the great-grandchildren.

To these children, the old grandmother is too strange, after all, it is more than five generations old.

In the crowd, instead, many servant girls quietly wiped away their tears.

Qin Jinyang listened to people chatting, the old grandmother had been kind all her life, she had great power in the Liu family, she was kind and lenient to the servants, she was very popular.

Now that the grandmother passed away, the good times of the servants may be coming to an end.

They are crying for their grandmother, and they are also crying for their own future days.

Qin Jinyang has no interest in these things.

Soon, the crowd was ahead of him...

The funeral procession was just an episode, after passing this street, Qin Jinyang might forget about it.

But at the end of the street far away from the queue, there was a young man kowtowing reverently.

The team was whistling, and the speed was extremely slow.

The young man's forehead was covered with blood, and his legs were already soaked in blood.

Behind him, there are two marks made by rubbing blood.

He was following the funeral procession, but instead of walking on his feet, he walked on his knees.

The young man was dressed in white sackcloth, with a pious and sad expression, more like a filial son of the deceased.

The sackcloth was obviously new and of poor quality, completely different from the well-cut mourning clothes in the team.

Inside the sackcloth, Qin Jinyang also saw very rough fabric.

The shirts of ordinary laborers have several layers of patches on the neckline.

Qin Jinyang also noticed a detail.

The young man's clothes were very clean, as if they had been washed several times.

Qin Jinyang was a little curious, so he walked up to an old man watching the excitement, and looked at the young man's life experience curiously.

……

Dung Lang Zhang.

This young man seems to have no name, and people call him Dung Lang Zhang.

Dung man Zhang is a hungry man from other places, he came all the way by begging, and when he arrived in Xiangyu City, he was covered in wounds, had a high fever and was already on the verge of death.

Fortunately, Dung Lang Zhang was lucky enough to meet the old grandmother of the Liu family.

Afterwards, the old grandmother ordered that a bowl of rice be given to Dung Lang Zhang every day, and she also spent money to see Dung Lang Zhang's illness.

Soon after, Dung Lang Zhang recovered.

He swore he would never beg for food again, so he started looking for a living in Xiangyu City.

But how can ordinary businesses get a disaster victim from other places? If there is no poor relative in a family, even if it is a servant of the nursing home, people will desperately want to go.

Furthermore, Dung Lang Zhang injured his leg when fleeing famine and was a little lame, which also blocked many roads.

In the end, the dung man Zhang went to the most menial work.

Pick shit!

In fact, it is called picking manure. This business is even dirtier than picking manure, and it is even more unbearable.

Xiang Yucheng is a big city. Every morning, a lot of filth in the city will be dumped into the river outside the city.

Over time, the small river became so stinky that it even caused the spread of dysentery and killed many civilians.

After that, Yuzhi Academy invited skilled craftsmen from the imperial city. After surveying the terrain, the craftsmen began to dig ditches and build dams, so that the dung water could flow down the water and irrigate the cultivated land along the way, killing two birds with one stone.

Because of this great project, Xiangyu City has a new look, and there is no need to worry about the smell anymore.

But sometimes, accidents still happen.

The mouth of the dam is not wide. Sometimes there is too much filth accumulated, and it is easy to accumulate, and eventually get stuck in the mouth of the dam, causing the sewage to flow back and pollute the entire city.

At this time, people who are proficient in water are needed to dredge the dam mouth.

In fact, people have also tried to bombard it forcibly, but the power of martial arts is too great, and a little carelessness will destroy the entire dam.

Dung man Zhang was born by the water and has been good at swimming since he was a child... In order to have a full meal, he did not hesitate to jump into the most filthy water.

From then on, Dung Lang Zhang became his name.

At this time, Dung Lang Zhang knelt behind the funeral procession, and he wanted to kneel ten miles to send off his benefactor.

Qin Jinyang noticed that there was another servant in the Liu family, who seemed to be guarding against ghosts, as if he was afraid that the dung man Zhang would rush into the team and pollute the Liu family.

Indeed, Dung Lang Zhang is very disgusted.

Before he came, he had already bathed dozens of times in the Qingshui River outside the city, and his skin was almost soaked.

But there is still a faint smell on the body.

There is no way, there are too many warriors living in Yucheng, and the warriors use genius treasures, and the filth behind them is also unusually penetrating.

Not to mention filth, even the stinky sweat smelled stronger than ordinary people.

When I was in Helan Mountain Villa, I needed to soak in a special bath from time to time to get rid of the smell completely.

"He is a caring person!"

After understanding the ins and outs, Qin Jinyang turned and left.

……

Finally found a restaurant street.

Have a meal!

Delicious buns.

After dinner, Qin Jinyang continued to stroll.

Before he knew it, he actually wandered into the bathing street.

The bathing here is a serious bathing, similar to the decent place of Helan Villa to get rid of the smell.

Qin Jinyang was going to find an inn.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

Dung Lang Zhang.

He had just been evicted by a bath keeper.

"Go, go, come and soak, can we still do business? Who wants to soak in dung soup?"

The boss is cursing.

"I have washed many times in the river outside the city, just to get rid of the smell on my body... I have silver, and my silver is clean."

Dung Lang has an honest and dull expression, he is used to all kinds of rejections.

"Go! Go! Go!"

The shopkeeper is not accommodating at all.

……

Dung Lang Zhang is not discouraged, he may have experienced life and death, and his face is not important at all.

He was transferred to another bath, which was also rejected.

The third one was still rejected.

……

Qin Jinyang walked to the bathing pool where the dung man had been rejected, and inquired curiously.

"This dung man Zhang is actually kind. He wanted to go to the Liu family to kowtow, but the other party thought he smelled bad. He wanted to take a bath. As long as he got rid of the smell, the Liu family would allow him to worship."

"But I can't ask for it. Open the door to do business, and others will dislike it."

This shopkeeper is relatively easy to talk to.

Qin Jinyang nodded.

……

Dung man Zhang walked to a small bathtub.

Qin Jinyang estimated that the bathhouse was about to close down.

"Walk, walk, walk... You want to soak in my bath, unless you book it for three days... Because you are alone, I have to change the water, the potion is very expensive, and your little money is not enough."

The shopkeeper's face was dark.

Not long ago, a student of Yuzhi Academy was soaked to death in this bath, and since then it has become a murderous place, and it has not opened for a long time.

After finally finding a customer, it turned out to be a coolie digging manure.

It's just bad luck.

……

[Hint: Would you like to throw out the gold leaf in your hand to help the little brother surnamed Zhang take a bath, so that the bath shopkeeper will not dare to be unruly again? 】

(End of this chapter)