Shangyuque

Chapter 4: Public security must be strengthened and the market town must prosper. Do you understand?
This domineering man with triangular eyes is none other than a high-ranking member of the Qingxifang Security Maintenance Team. He is an outer sect disciple who is under the red light, and at the same time, he worships the garrison monk Jiang Bao as his cheap master - he is just trying to curry favor with the powerful.

He is called Gao Jian, but in fact he is short and mean, with a mean and mean appearance. He is really mean.

How can you open the door with your feet?

He was so arrogant because he relied on the fact that his master was the guardian monk of Qingxifang.

Just as Yulou looked over in surprise, the Red-browed Monk sitting in front of him spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, I wonder why you suddenly came to visit me?"

Mr. Hongmei was the owner of Huafengju and a guest of honor of the foundation-building monks guarding Hongdengzhao in Qingxifang. When he asked, Gao Jian naturally did not dare to be too presumptuous.

The man surnamed Gao stepped forward, bowed to Wang Rongyuan and Zhong Tianshuo, and then said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Hongmei, you may not know that the Hongdengzhao Merit Hall will soon be stationed in Qingxifang.

My master's idea is to take advantage of this grand event to liven things up and invite all the wandering cultivators within a few hundred miles to come to Qingxifang to do some shopping.

In this way, we can increase Qingxifang's profits this year and boost everyone's business.

Speaking of which, this is a great thing for your Huafengfang and Rongyuan Daoist's Zhiweifang, hahaha!"

Gao Jian's face was clearly full of smiles, but no matter how Yulou looked at it, she felt that his smile was sinister.

"Oh, Senior Jiang's plan is quite good."

Wang Rongyuan stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

Gao Jian, who was standing by, narrowed his eyes and added in his unpleasant voice.

“My master also said that with the grand event approaching, the public security in Qingxifang must be strengthened, the market must be prosperous, and notifying nearby independent cultivators to attend the event will also be a waste of manpower.

The cost is naturally not low, so we need to raise a sum of "solidarity fee".

Everyone should work together, and every shop in Qingxifang should contribute some spiritual stones to get things done!"

Together fee?
Why does it sound so much like a voluntary donation?

Can we become so unscrupulous by changing the name of taking bribes?

Everyone in Yulou was dumbfounded.

Those who know understand that this is the world of cultivating immortals, while those who don’t almost mistakenly think that they have not yet traveled through time!

You guys from Red Light Photo have truly learned the essence of management!
"Qi Xin fee? Tell me, how much Qi Xin fee do I need."

The Red-browed Monk stared at Gao Jian unkindly, raised his hand to signal his daughter who wanted to speak to be quiet, and asked slowly.

The guarding monk has always been like this. On the surface, he is polite and friendly to everyone, and is even willing to shamelessly call the Qi-cultivating monks his brothers.

but.
Forget it, he is a scion of a wealthy family within the red light district after all, so just bear with it.

"Huafengju can open a shop beside Qinyun Qingxi River, and Daoist Hongmei can become a friend of my master, so naturally there is no shortage of spirit stones."

Gao Jian mentioned his master again.

Yulou was a little curious about what kind of person the foundation-building cultivator with the red light was.
There are ways to make money and there are lackeys to do things.

For his master to have a disciple like Gao Jian, it is obvious that his master must be of high level.

Do you think Gao Jianshabi?
You are wrong, what they want is Takami Sapi!
"I'm short of it. I'm very short of it. To earn some spirit stones, I just accepted two apprentices from the Wang family."

Zhong Tianshuo didn't dare to bear the bullshit title of "no shortage of spirit stones", so he hurriedly explained.

As he spoke, the Red-browed Monk pointed at the Jade Tower.

Are you asking Yu'an?

Sorry, extra!
Gao Jian looked towards Yulou.

Stared at by his vicious triangular eyes, Yu Lou's back subconsciously tightened.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, Brother Tianshuo has a good way of practicing Taoism, so we sent two of our collateral disciples here. We had just finished the apprenticeship ceremony before you came in."

Wang Rongyuan, who was sitting at the top, spoke indifferently.

Yulou, don’t be afraid, your uncle is here!
“Of course, it’s not easy for you to run around doing things for your master.

Senior Jiang wants to make Qingxifang lively, and we support it. How about this, Wang's Zhiweifang will first offer 20 spirit stones! "

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Yulou instantly showed great respect for Uncle Rong Yuan.

What is level?

This is called level!
Xiao Gao, watch your expression, Zhong Tianshuo now has our Anbei Wang family behind him!
Your master is at the foundation-building stage, and the Wang family also has a foundation-building stage!

Your master comes from a big family in the Hongdeng Sect. The Wang family also has a true ancestor in the Hongdeng Sect who worships Zifu as his master!

Just twenty pieces, take it or leave it!
Moreover, Wang Rongyuan took the initiative to set the price, which was actually to help Zhong Tianshuo out of trouble.

Zhiweifang offered twenty coins. No matter how cheap your opinion is, you can't ask for too much from the lion of Huafengju, right?

Ms. Hongmei sighed softly with some emotion.

What’s the point of fighting alone no matter how powerful you are?

No matter how successful you are in cultivating the Tao and how perfect your Qi training is, in the eyes of the disciples of the major sects, you are nothing more than a casual cultivator kneeling down to beg for food in Qingxifang!

Although Wang Rongyuan's cultivation level was a little low, he first beat up the old ghost in the veterinary medicine shop, and then suppressed the insights of the foundation-building cultivators, fully demonstrating the spirit of the immortal clan.

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"Twenty Spiritual Stones?"

But Gao Jian did not recognize the name of the Wang family. He repeated Wang Rongyuan's words in a sarcastic voice.

Then, he raised his hand and bowed in the direction of the residence of the monks guarding Qingxifang, using the power of the tiger to bully others.

"My master is about to be transferred back to the Red Lantern Zhaoling Talisman Hall to serve as the deacon of the hall. After so many years in Qingxifang, he has developed feelings for this place.

The old man just wanted to do something practical for Qingxifang during his last year as the garrison monk.

When you are an official, you should benefit the people. I think everyone can understand my master's kindness.

Twenty spirit stones is not much of a support, don't you think, Rong Yuan Daoist friend?"

Yulou lowered her brows, feeling helpless in her heart.

Cultivating immortality, we are all cultivators. If you don’t become an immortal, there will be no freedom.

Wang was not at ease, and Hongmei was even less so. Even Jiang Baobian showed his greedy nature.

It was obvious that this cultivator who was in the foundation-building stage and was guarding Qingxifang wanted to make one last fortune before being promoted.

What can you do when the donation is thrown on your face?
Uncle Rong Yuan, you can't do anything stupid!
"Then tell me, how much should Zhiweifang pay?"

After a long silence, Wang Rongyuan finally spoke.

admit!

There is only one year left, so it would be a good idea to send the Jiang guy away. I can't have a conflict with Jiang Baobian just for a few dozen spirit stones.

After all, the reasons and excuses they gave were so appropriate and their presentation was quite decent.

When Gao Jian heard this, he immediately smiled.

"Not much, not much, just fifty will do, just fifty will do."

The outer disciple with the red lantern looked at the red-browed hermit again and continued.

"Huafengju's business is much better than Zhiweifang's, but there's no need to pay more. Fellow Daoist Hongmei, you can just donate 120 spirit stones."

But you don’t need to pay too much

Gao Jian is worthy of being the disciple of a foundation-building cultivator. A bitch master gave birth to a bitch disciple, and the moment he opened his mouth, he redefined the meaning of more and less.

"One hundred and twenty spirit stones, you..."

Seeing Gao Jian was so black-hearted, Hongmei Jushi's good friend, Wu Jinyan, the patriarch of the Wu family, a Qi training fairy clan, couldn't help but speak up.

Finally, someone gave him a chance to perform, and Gao Jian naturally would not let it go.

He waved his left hand, and the soul-locking rope on his waist came into his hand.

(End of this chapter)