After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 1 1. Puppet Sect
Demonic sect, puppet sect.

The newly arrived errand disciples stood in a row, with tears in their eyes, waiting to be called in, and Song Yan was among them.

The Demon Sect's recruitment, which is held once every five years, is mostly done through looting, especially for menial tasks.

Song Yan was also kidnapped.

But this is not important.

After being robbed, the original owner seemed to have died during transportation, and he just happened to travel through time, with no memories and nothing. This situation was actually the best for him.

A fierce man in black armor held the list, called out the names one by one, and made the allocations.

The allocation is random, because no one will specifically select quotas for menial disciples, and although "recruitment" is once every five years, the loss rate of menial disciples in the Demon Sect is still relatively high, so once there is a shortage of menial disciples, the Demon Sect will continue to capture them.

Before Song Yan traveled through time, he was just a social animal. At this moment, he listened carefully to the place names reported by the black-armored villain.

Papermaking room, mortuary, leather making room, laundry room, kitchen, spirit garden, messenger room, purchasing room, drug testing room
There are many types of odd jobs, but for the first-time odd jobs, they don’t even understand what some houses do just by hearing the names.

However, there are still some people who have heard of the Puppet Sect’s vicious reputation.

"Ma Laozuo."

"exist."

"You report to the morgue and assist the official disciples in their work."

The man who was named was a middle-aged man. He looked honest, but he trembled when he heard the words. He suddenly knelt down with a plop and begged with snot and tears, "Sir, please help me find another place. I am willing to be a pig or a dog, as long as you don't let me go to the paper-making room, the mortuary, or the leather-making room! Sir, please!"

The black-armored villain nodded and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you!"

The black-armored villain flicked his sleeves and a white shadow flew out quickly, growing larger as the wind blew, and settled down only when it appeared behind Ma Laozuo. It was a beautiful woman in a white flowing skirt and dress, and her soft hands were already resting on Ma Laozuo's head, one above the other.

Click!

As the little hand turned, Ma Laozuo's head also spun in a circle.

pat!

The body fell to the ground and was dead in an instant.

The murderous man in black armor raised his hand and the beautiful woman in white turned into a paper figurine and flew back into his sleeve. The murderous man clapped his hands, and soon an old servant came in and carried the corpse away with ease, and no one knew where he was.

Seeing the new servants in front of him staring in shock and with fear on their faces, the black-armored vicious man said, "You all heard it. He said he wanted to be a pig and a dog. I'm killing a pig and a dog. Isn't that too much?"

After saying this casually, the black-armored villain continued to call out names.

The rest were all trembling with fear and dared not say anything more. Anyone who was called out was trembling with fear and wanted to turn around and run away, but they did not dare to.

"Song Yan."

"arrive."

An ordinary-looking boy came out.

"You go to the leather workshop and assist the formal disciples."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He remembered what Ma Laozuo had said before.

Ma Laozuo said that as long as he was not allowed to go to the paper-making room, the morgue, or the leather-making room, everything would be fine.

It is obvious that the servants in these three rooms are in great danger.

But when the time came, Song Yan had no other choice but to reply with a trembling voice, "Yes."

Soon, Song Yan was assigned a sign. The body of the sign was made of black wood, and on the surface of the sign were written information such as "Song Yan", "Miscellaneous Service" and "Shadow Puppet No. 527" in blood or cinnabar. The former was the name and identity, and the latter was the number.

An old servant led the way, taking him through the huge mountain of the Puppet Sect, and then stopped in front of a lonely cliff. Song Yan took two steps forward and saw a row of stone chambers located on the cliff, and outside the cliff was surging clouds and mist.

Suddenly, Song Yan's pupils constricted, because he saw transparent hanging coffins growing on the cliff like teeth.

Looking more closely, there was actually a bed, a table, and chairs in the coffin, which were shaped like a house.

"just in front."

The old servant, who hadn't spoken a word or responded to any calls along the way, didn't care about Song Yan's confusion at all. He just pointed casually and turned away.

Song Yan held the token in his hand and walked forward with courage.

Many servants in the stone house looked up immediately, and when they saw that it was a man, many of them lowered their heads.

But the female servants still looked up and looked at him.

But after seeing that he had an ordinary appearance, a small number of them lowered their heads, while a woman with big eyes came up and showed her sign.

The cards show: Wang Susu, odd job, shadow puppet No. 675.

Song Yan looked at the number and was very curious. Why was his number higher than the servant in front of him? However, he also raised the sign and called out, "Sister Wang."

The woman named Wang Susu was wearing slippery white silk pants, and her figure was quite charming. She looked at the young man and said, "Here are servants leading servants. Whoever leads whom is willing. Just follow me."

Song Yan had no choice, so he nodded and said, "Thank you, Sister Wang."

Wang Susu seemed quite satisfied with his politeness, so she took him for a walk and introduced him to others.

“The Puppet Sect has five peaks: Paper Man Peak, Shadow Puppet Peak, Blood Corpse Peak, Mechanical Device Peak, and Strange Poison Peak.

Each peak has many chores. Our leather workshop belongs to the Shadow Puppet Peak.

We must do our best to fulfill the requirements put forward by the formal disciples of Shadow Play Peak.

In addition, there will be many task lists sent every month. If the tasks are not completed, the person with the least leatherworking experience will be executed."

"As for leather making, it is divided into eight steps. First, selecting the leather; second, cleaning the leather; third, drawing the draft; fourth, reviewing the draft; fifth, carving; sixth, applying color; seventh, drying; and eighth, stitching and sewing.

Can you draw?"

Before Song Yan could answer, Wang Susu said, "If you don't know how to do it, then learn it as soon as possible. The tasks will be delivered with the original drawings, and most of them are livestock.

Come into the room later, and watch me do it first."

Song Yan thought for a moment and asked, "Sister Wang, do we have a chance to become formal disciples?"

Wang Susu smiled and said, "There is a chance, and there is no chance."

"Why?"

“Most of us were robbed and brought here. Those with good qualifications have been picked away, and those who came here are not qualified.

But the Puppet Sect also knows that sometimes the aptitude tester may not be completely accurate. In order to prevent missing out on talents, they will send a disciple every week to teach the entry guidance method.

If someone can meet their requirements within the specified time, they will be tested again and become a formal disciple. "

"I see."

Song Yan nodded and looked at the transparent houses on the cliff again.

This time, before he could ask, Wang Susu said directly: "That is our house.

If you want to live long here, you must remember one thing: you must go to your room before dark, and never come out before dawn."

(End of this chapter)