Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 72 The Ghost-Faced Knife That Everyone Wants to Kill
Early the next morning.

Li Rui took Wang Zhao and Yang Yong to the county government office.

He has the face of being the leader of the Tiandi Alliance.

The clerks in the household registration office did not have too much trouble and all the procedures were completed in less than half an hour.

Walk out of the county government gate.

Yang Yong and Wang Zhao felt like they were dreaming.

"I'm a white household?!"

From the moment they sold themselves, they never thought that they would be able to escape from slavery.

Li Rui was also sincerely happy for the two of them.

As people who have all been slaves, they can better understand Yang Yong and Wang Zhao’s current feelings.

"If you are willing, you can come to work for me and I will pay you. If you are not willing, I will find a way to get you some land outside the city."

Yang Yong and Wang Zhao both looked confused.

They have become accustomed to life in the Zhu family, where they are ordered around by their master in everything and never have the power to choose.

Now that they are suddenly given a choice, they are inevitably at a loss.

Li Rui sighed softly.

Of course he understood this feeling.

"There's no rush for this. You two don't have a place to stay, so just stay here first. When you've made up your mind, just tell me."

The words have not yet fallen.

Wang Zhao raised his head suddenly and said firmly: "Master, you taught me how to raise horses and let me get rid of my status. I will never be able to repay you for this kindness in my next life. I will serve you like a slave in this life!"

Li Rui was so angry that he laughed: "I asked you to redeem yourself, not to make you work like a beast of burden again."

Wang Zhao grinned foolishly and scratched his head:

"Anyway, I'll follow Master Ding for the rest of my life."

Yang Yong also made up his mind: "Old Li, if you don't mind, I will sweep the floor for you. Anyway, I don't think you will be impressed by my mediocre skills, so I can't be a security guard."

Li Rui: "It's up to you."

Wang Zhao and Yang Yong both moved into the mansion next to Tianyi Hall.

Li Rui even went to the building on purpose.

Tell Zhou Shulin and Liang He that there are two more people in the mansion.

To prevent misunderstandings.

After doing all this, he took the two of them into the mansion.

"Oh my god, a house with four entrances!"

Even the Zhu family, one of the richest families in the city, only lived in a house with five courtyards, and Li Rui was alone, so he could not even imagine the happiness of rich people living in a house with only four courtyards.

"It's ruined, it's ruined."

Yang Yong walked around the house.

Seeing the abandoned houses, he cried out in grief.

Li Rui was a groom back then, so he could have a single room.

He was different. For most of his life, he still slept in a dormitory with other guards. At most, they were older, and the number of people sleeping in a dormitory had been reduced from more than ten to four or five.

The snoring is loud every day.

Yang Yong started cleaning the house without saying a word.

He had always dreamed of having such a small courtyard.

In the past, I often dreamed about how I would decorate a big house, and now I finally have the chance.

He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to help Li Rui tidy up the abandoned house.

Otherwise, according to the old saying in the village, you will be unpopular and lose your financial luck.

Watching Yang Yong busy.

Li Rui had no intention of going up to persuade Lao Yang not to work. Since he had been paid, it was only right for Lao Yang to do some work. Otherwise, the relationship between the two parties would be soured.

Moreover, Yang Yong and Wang Zhao would also feel guilty about it.

At most, they would not be treated as servants like the Zhu family.

He has now become the hall master and the black market butler.

It's not a problem to support two people.

Wang Zhao was also very reserved at first, but after seeing the stable, he became much more energetic.

He cleaned the house several times inside and out.

Li Rui reluctantly advised: "There is no horse in this stable."

But Wang Zhao didn't listen and kept saying that it would definitely be useful in the future.

They happily and skillfully began to clean the stable inside and out. Seeing that they could not be persuaded, Li Rui simply followed them.

Return to the house.

A smile twitched his lips.

"It would be more lively with more people."

A few miles outside Qinghe City, in the mountains and forests.

A bald man with a fat head and a big belly staggered in the woods, cursing as he walked.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Song, I am going to kill your whole family. You are so cruel when you meet me."

"Ouch."

The bald strong man grinned.

Tang Sheng had just punched him in the corner of his mouth, and now it was bruised and bleeding.

"Fuck, I will take revenge for this!"

The bald man's name is Hu Yanzhuo.

There is an even more famous name in the martial arts world - Ghost Face Knife.

Ghost-faced Blade Hu Yanzhuo still can’t figure it out. He just returned to Qinghe from another county.

Why did Tang Sheng from the Tiandi Alliance want to kill him as if he had a grudge against him?

The Ghost Sect is hated by everyone.

But he remembered that the Tiandi Alliance had always had a non-contributory attitude towards this matter.

He shook his dizzy head:
"Who cares? If you dare to hit me, you'll all die. Kill, kill, kill!"

If he hadn't run fast.

I might even lose my life, this vengeance must be avenged!

The black market is as bustling as ever.

There is a constant stream of merchants coming and going.

Li Rui walked on the streets of the black market with his hands behind his back.

However, with his identity in the black market, he would still be recognized even if he didn't wear the clothes of the Tiandi Alliance. So he simply stopped wasting time and just walked around with a swagger.

Some well-informed merchants would greet Li Rui, the boss of the black market, in a flattering manner when they saw him.

In addition, those who are not clear about Li Rui's identity will also look up to him because of his temperament.

A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle.

Although Li Rui is older, the uniform of the Tiandi League makes him look energetic, and the gold embroidery on the edge of his clothes makes him look more noble.

Not to mention that he now has a body full of muscular muscles. Although it is not obvious when he wears clothes, the aura he gives people is very different.

As the head of a hall, of course you can’t dress too shabby.

According to legend, some hermit masters do not care about their appearance and appear sloppy.

But Li Rui is not qualified now.

When this outfit is sold on the black market, everyone looks at him with awe.

"Old man, sell all this cold dew grass to me. I'm not a stingy person, so how about giving you eighty cents?"

A skinny, shrewd-looking young man was squatting in front of a small stall.

"This"

An old man with a weather-beaten face widened his eyes in surprise.

He was originally a herbalist living nearby.

Dissatisfied with the low prices charged by pharmacies, he reluctantly spent the entry fee to sell drugs on the black market.

I didn’t expect that big business would come in right after the opening.

Eighty cents!
It’s enough to feed their family for several days.

"This gentleman is so generous. I will pack it for you right away, old man."

"Row."

The skinny man nodded with satisfaction.

There was a barely perceptible cunning glint in his eyes.

The old man tied up a large bundle of herbs and handed it to the skinny man. The man was quite generous and took out exactly eighty copper coins, then left happily holding the herbs.

Li Rui saw this scene.

His heart moved slightly.

The herbs that the skinny man just bought were flashing with golden light.

This means that there is a magical herb hidden among these herbs!
You can buy the magical herb for eighty cents.

Blood earned!
(End of this chapter)