Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 168: In troubled times, who doesn’t care for oneself?

When Chen Ci found the fat man Ding Jiang, his expression was a little strange. He thought that as an emperor and a courtier, this guy, as a remnant of the previous dynasty, would not live a good life, but he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for nearly a year. This guy is actually a bit fairer, and his rich round face, tsk, looks much better than an ordinary landowner or rich man at a glance.

It's just that the environment where I live is slightly worse.

In the back mountain, there is a huge vegetable garden. There is a faint smell of manure in the air. Seven or eight handyman disciples are bending down and working in the vegetable field, throwing away some broken vegetable leaves and caught fat insects. To the old hen in the bamboo fence on the side, Ding Jiang was lying on a chair beside him, drowsily basking in the sun, with a plate of peanuts and a small pot of turbid wine at hand. He could live a moist life under such poor conditions. It's a waste of talent to put this guy in the vegetable garden.

It's only right to go to the veterinary hospital and get a job.

"Junior Brother Ding, I didn't expect you to be promoted."

Chen Ci chuckled and said hello: "What do you think you are, the deacon of the vegetable garden?"

"Senior Brother Chen!"

Ding Jiang was interrupted from his sleep. He just heard the voice that sounded familiar to him. When he opened his eyes and saw Chen Ci, he jumped up from the chair, surprisingly flexible.

"How did you come"

After saying that, Fatty Ding glanced at Chen Ci. He had also done something for Lin Qinhu, so he knew that this senior brother Chen was more valued by the teacher than the registered disciples like them.

Chen Ci thought for a moment and had something to say.

"Relax, wait a while, maybe it will get better."

Besides, Lin Laohu doesn't attach much importance to the position of Fuhu Altar in Xishan Prefecture. All he wants is the quota for Quanshan Disha. If he occupies this quota, it doesn't matter whether he comes back or not. He might as well practice in Liangjianghai City and wait for his merits. After completing his journey, he went up to Quan Mountain to condense evil spirits and form elixirs. Once he had the strength to protect himself, he returned to Heshan and became an ancestor of the side sect, attacking the golden elixir avenue. How could he care about such mundane matters.

"Senior Brother Chen, teacher, he is an old man. Alas, that's all, I won't mention it anymore, I won't mention it anymore."

Ding Jiang waved his hand: "As soon as Guanzhu Shen came to Fuhu Temple, the number of Taoists, servants, and maids in the temple more than doubled, so he made us registered disciples and servant disciples eighteen, and those fat servants Don't think about being a deacon. Junior brother, I am quite discerning. When I became the head deacon in the kitchen room, I had food and drink, and not much to do. Some senior brothers were assigned to be deacons in the clean room, so I lived a small life. , I can’t even raise my head in the temple.”

But he kept his word, Ahu was brave enough to intercept and kill his fellow disciples, and he was really afraid of death. He always asked and said it was okay, but refused to reply once he tried to persuade him.

Lin Laohu said that the matter in Xishan Mansion was settled, which should be true. He would not deliberately deceive Chen Ci about such matters. There was no need.

Fatty Ding hesitated to speak, sighed, lowered his voice, and whispered: "On the surface, the temple says that Master Shen is the temporary successor, but privately there are some rumors that the teacher has done something big, even though he is still hanging on the altar. However, he will not return to Xishan Mansion in the name of the master. When the magical power is completed in the future, he will return to Heshan to be the immortal immortal. Like me, the registered disciples have shallow cultivation. How can we get the immortal mountain general altar? We are still old If you honestly take the position of deacon in Guanli, there may be some hope of advancement."

But looking at his expression, it was obviously not as relaxed as he said.

Chen Ci was a little surprised, and after pondering for a moment, he asked: "Senior brother Lin still has some business in Jiangzhou. He can't come back to Xishan Mansion for the time being, so he asked Uncle Shen of Red Dragon Temple to temporarily take over the position of the master of Fuhu altar. Why, it looks like Do you know something about this? By the way, what's going on with you? How come you are sent here because you have some cultivation skills?"

Ding Jiang was about to speak, and after thinking for a while, he simply led Chen Ci to a small courtyard far away from the vegetable garden. Although it was simple, it was a single family house, so it was quiet.

"Senior Brother Chen."

Chen Ci thought about it for a while, and gradually came back to his senses. Lin Laohu was really cautious. He had nothing important to do, and he couldn't go back in the short term. I'm so afraid that I don't dare to go back to Xishan Mansion!

Damn, it’s impossible to guard against it.

"Hey, stop talking, this vegetable garden is pretty good."

In the past, Master Jiao was showing off his domineering attitude, and in the later, a cheap brother said something was going on in Xishan Mansion. Mr. Chen believed it, so he simply left Haishi and returned to Xishan Mansion.

Ok?
Won't you go back to Xishan Mansion again?

This isn't right.

Fatty Ding was a little excited when he suddenly saw Chen Ci, but after a while, he seemed to look away, sighed, and didn't ask anything.

It is estimated that Old Shen Tao will temporarily take over the position of Master of Fuhu Altar. The short lifespan of this cultivator is one to twenty years, and the long life is estimated to be only twenty or thirty years. The quality of the Taoist foundation is also estimated to be poor, and Lin Laohu is also Only then was he relieved that he would temporarily take over the position.

But Chen Ci didn't know if there were any other transactions involved, but it was obvious that this veteran Taoist master who had retired from Chilong Temple wanted to take Fuhutan under his command, otherwise he would not have changed his tune with such great fanfare. open.

"I'm afraid it's also to seize the power of the Quanshan Disha next time. Either for the sake of the disciples, or for the sake of the descendants. Anyone who can become a Taoist master must be an outstanding person. After all, he has the planning vision of a hundred years." Chen Ci frowned slightly. Wait, wasn't it agreed that Mr. Chen made the decision internally, but given the situation, it's hard to say whether Ah Hu will support Ah Ci in the future.

What about the positions of the three capitals and five courtyards?

Do you want to occupy a good position in advance and compete for it?
Everyone is worried, can't they just make way for Mr. Chen, the Light of Heshan!
Chen Ci glanced at Ding Jiang and felt that the fat man was a quick-thinking person who knew how to advance and retreat. Otherwise, he would not be able to live well in Fuhu Altar as an old person.

"Junior Brother Ding, I recently got in touch with Senior Brother Ye Dudao. He wants to recommend me to be the head of the Fuyuan. What do you think?"

Chen Ci thought for a while, organized his words, and asked in a deep voice: "Uncle Shen and I met once in Jiangzhou, but I don't know much about the situation in Fuhutan. Can you teach me a thing or two?"

"Senior Brother Ye Chuan Ye?"

Ding Jiang was slightly startled, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. He didn't know whether he was envious of Mr. Chen's connections or the position of the master of the Fuyuan.

"I'll tell you the truth, little brother. If it were Guanzhu Shen, or Senior Brother Luo and Xue, Senior Brother could be the master of Fuyuan."

Ding Jiang thought for a moment and then replied: "The seats of the three capitals in the temple are all occupied by the direct disciples brought by Master Shen. I usually eat wine and have fun with several other deacons. I heard that all three of them have headaches." They are all eyeing the position of the next temple leader. Among them, the two senior brothers Luo and Xue are stronger and have more junior brothers to win over. I am afraid that the positions of the five courtyards will fall into the hands of these two people. Senior Brother Ye is ranked last and has a strong foundation in the temple. At best, you may not get much benefit from following him.”

Chen Ci suddenly realized, no wonder this man named Ye was so attentive when they met. He really had other thoughts, it turned out that he wanted to find a helper.

In this small Fuhu Altar, Shen Laodao is only the acting altar leader. The conflict of interests is really complicated.

Mr. Chen is devoted to the truth, but he is still an outsider in this bustling world of Fuhu, and is really tired.

Chen Ci frowned slightly and was thinking about the gains and losses. Ding Jiang seemed to have thought of something and said, "By the way, senior brother, there is one more thing. I heard some disciples chatting in the temple. From this year on, Fuhu Altar will be the sole master. The land of the Mansion is tied with the Red Dragon Temple. In the future, the deacons of each county will not have to hand over the offerings to the Red Dragon Temple. However, the share of the offering seems to have increased a bit, but I don’t know the details. "

Chen Ci: "."

Just think that they are repairing Mr. Chen's house in advance and don't be angry.

It's just very troublesome.

It is said that the King of Hell is easy to meet but the devil is difficult to deal with. Although it is not a big deal to directly reject the man named Ye, others have already spoken and still apply for a job for him. If he does not give him this face, I am afraid it will be a troublesome thing in the future. He The mountain cult monks are all very petty, and Mr. Chen knows this very well.

"Junior Brother Ding, I understand."

Chen Ci was thinking about something, so he simply stood up, put down a hundred taels of gold tickets, and said with a smile: "I came in a hurry, so don't dislike some Jiangzhou specialties. If you have time in the future, we can get closer and closer."

"Brother, this."

Although Ding Jiang was a little moved, he didn't dare to accept it directly. Previously, he was the registered disciple of the master of Fuhu Altar, while Chen Ci was just a deacon in Changping County, so he could keep some money.

Now he is just a waiter and deacon in the kitchen, but Chen Ci may become one of the three capitals and five courtyards, and he dares to accept money. No, it is already impolite if he didn't give Chen Ci some money.

"Nothing, working in the vegetable garden is still hard work. Seeing that my junior brother has lost a lot of weight, I took it to replenish my body."

Chen Ci nodded slightly. A handyman and deacon might not be useful for big things, but if there were some changes to Fuhu Altar, it would be enough.

Ding Jiang subconsciously touched his chin. It was quite round. Could it be that he had really lost weight?

Chen Ci waved his hand and left leisurely. Since he had met his old acquaintance, there was no point in staying in this vegetable garden any longer.

On the way back to the side courtyard, Chen Ci lightly rubbed his fingertips. This time, he was involved in some minor trouble. However, when cultivating in this world, he is surrounded by minor cultivators, so he cannot avoid such benefits when he encounters them. .

"That's right, you can do that."

Chen Ci's heart moved slightly. The man named Ye wanted to make her his helper, but Mr. Chen was not alone. Lin Laohu's name could be borrowed for another use.

(End of this chapter)