Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

Knowing that Lu and Hu had nothing more to say, Ma Zhaoshan instructed Su Shu, who was standing nearby, "Take Fellow Daoist Lin to register and get his clothes and waist token."

"I'll also show him around and let him know what he needs to do every day."

"Yes, Brother Lin, please follow me."

Lin Sheng nodded, and after listening to Cao Xingyi's instructions, he left.

As Lin Sheng was leaving, he heard Cao Xingyi say to Lu and Hu, "Why are you two still here? The gifts for your new posts have already been delivered. If there's nothing else, please go back now."

Silently praying that Ma Zhaoshan could handle the situation well, Lin Sheng followed Su Shu and left quickly.

Lu Qianchui, who had already messed up the plan, was in a terrible mood after this incident. When he heard Cao Xingyi's words, he realized that he had really lost the Qinghui Pill he had just received, and his temper immediately flared up.

His aura was violent, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with murderous intent.

"Taking your bastard's head back will be enough to cover our tracks!"

"My head is right here, waiting for you to come and collect it! I'm here today specifically to see if a heartless man's heart is truly black!"

........

As Lin Sheng was listening to Su Shu mention that his working hours were noon and 1-3 pm, he saw a semi-transparent barrier flash across the sky.

It appears in an instant and disappears in an instant.

Su Shu also saw it, shook his head helplessly, and continued to explain to Lin Sheng.

Seeing how calm the other party was, Lin Sheng also calmed down.

"You don't need to record all the demon materials every day, just the ones that need to be recorded separately."

The rest is the work of other people.

"Yes."

"Although this temporary post doesn't pay much per month, it requires meticulousness, and as that cultivator Lu just said, sometimes you need to be on duty all night. But don't worry, the inn will provide you with appropriate compensation."

Meals will be provided for lunch and dinner; please don't find the service unpleasant.

"How could I possibly find it distasteful? This is exactly the kind of experience I need. I hope you can offer me more guidance and instruction in your daily life."

Lin Sheng spoke sincerely, bowing respectfully to Su Shu.

Su Shu smiled and nodded, showing his approval of Lin Sheng's attitude.

He had served as a monastic at Taoyuan Monastery for many years and had also received many other monks who held temporary monastic positions, none of whom were calm and composed.

They all complained bitterly, mostly saying that they had been careless and failed to compete with others, which led to them ending up in this barren place.

Therefore, seeing Lin Sheng's humble attitude, whether genuine or not, made Su Shu feel a little better.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

"My surname is Wu, and my given name is Rang. You may call me Wu Sushu or Mr. Wu."

"Understood, Mr. Wu."

Upon hearing Lin Sheng's reply, Wu Rang's smile deepened.

Lin Sheng addressed the other party as Mr. Wu because he found that this made the other party happier, far more so than using an official title.

Therefore, he decided to call the other party Mr. Wu from now on.

"Master Lin, the camp is not only responsible for recording and transporting demon materials, but also occasionally hosts the families of the entourage to rest here. If anything happens, do not get involved; someone will take care of you."

All you need to do is properly register the monster materials required by the lodging and record them truthfully.

You're just a temporary resident leader; don't let trivial matters attract your attention, otherwise even Liuyun Pavilion might not be able to help you.

After a pause, Wu Rang whispered, "After all, the campsites have access to demon materials, so it's inevitable that some people will have designs on them."

You just need to do your job properly and you'll have nothing to worry about.

Lin Sheng could easily understand Wu Rang's implication. He immediately realized that there must be some undercurrents in the camp, and Wu Rang was telling him how to avoid danger.

Lin Sheng nodded emphatically: "Yes, thank you for your guidance, Mr. Wu."

Lin Sheng knew that his main purpose was to get to know each other better, and he didn't have any ulterior motives, but Wu Rang's actions were full of goodwill.

Therefore, he expressed his sincere gratitude.

Afterwards, Lin Sheng received his waist token and lodging clothes. Wu Rang pointed to the waist token and said, "Keep this waist token safe. It is not only a symbol of identity, but also a magical artifact."

Lin Sheng glanced at the unremarkable waist tag; anyone would have thought it was just an ordinary metal tag.

"This is actually a magical artifact!"

Wu Rang nodded: "Yes, but it doesn't have any other use. Apart from Ma Sucheng's, the others are just extremely hard, and anyone who operates in the camp will have one."

Although it has no practical effect, it's better than nothing. If you encounter any unruly demons in the post station, you can use it to hit their heads, and it's also very useful for cracking walnuts.

Looking at the waist token in his hand, Lin Sheng wondered which was harder, the one in the token or the crystal.

"Come on, I'll take you to your usual office."

He led Lin Sheng to a house, and on the second floor, they found a small room. Pushing open the door, they were greeted by a strong smell of ink.

The room was surrounded by bookshelves filled with books of varying thicknesses. A table and chairs were placed on the right side, with books and writing implements on the table.

The window is right in front of the table; if you open it, you can see the people walking around the camp.

"The environment is quite nice, with both a scholarly atmosphere and beautiful scenery."

Hearing Lin Sheng's words, Wu Rang laughed: "Only you would think that way. In previous years, all the cultivators who came were extremely frustrated and kept clamoring to go back."

I pulled out a chair and sat down, then opened the window. Outside, the sky was blue under the sun. It was midday, and the sunlight was intense and warm.

In a daze, Lin Sheng had the feeling that he had returned to high school in his previous life and was studying again.

The abundance of books all around further enhanced the atmosphere.

Suddenly he shuddered and shivered, thinking of the elusive teacher and the endless exam papers.

Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, you should focus on recording the demon materials.

"Just come here on weekdays, and someone will bring you the information that needs to be recorded and registered on the day of your visit. Just record it without worry."

"Lunch and dinner are provided every day, and meals are included for those on temporary assignment, so you can eat there if you get hungry."

Wu Rang pointed to a house through the window, and Lin Sheng looked over and saw several baskets of fruits and vegetables being pushed inside.

"If you're really busy, you can have the kitchen staff deliver it; just let them know."

"When it's time to leave on weekdays or after you've finished your work, you don't need to tell anyone. You can use the rest of your time to cultivate."

Unless there are special circumstances, we usually don't require you to stay here longer than necessary. We will inform you in advance of any special circumstances.

The more Lin Sheng listened, the more he felt he had come to a place where there was plenty of money and little trouble.

Two taels a month doesn't sound like much, but the job is easy. You only work for two hours a day, and they provide two meals. So there's not much else to spend.

Moreover, overtime pay is given for working overtime.

Lin Sheng, who had spent his previous life constantly in swirls and rolls, was finding it hard to believe that he was living in ancient society.

"Mr. Wu, is this all the work?"

"Of course, how much more do you want?"

Wu Rang laughed; he had thought Lin Sheng would ask some kind of question.

"N-nothing, I was just asking."

"We are a small campsite, and most of the materials come from the pasture campsite, where you can't relax at all."

Even those on temporary assignments have several people, unlike us who only need one.

It's busy there, but the monthly pay is also higher.

As they were talking, Lin Sheng saw Lu Qianchui and Hu Bing walking out of the room, arguing noisily.