Bitch Hill, Sage Peak.

He Haiqin stood in the corridor of the Saint's Palace, waiting for the Saint's response.

After waiting for more than an hour, no one in the room responded. The young man in white asked, "Are you tired of waiting? Those people outside have been kneeling for a whole day, but they may not even get a response."

He Haiqin didn't say anything. He knew his current situation and what he would face next.

The panting in the room finally stopped and the saint coughed.

The young man in white said to He Haiqin: "Don't forget the rules!"

He Haiqin knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the direction of the room.

From the time he was born until now, he has never kneeled down to anyone except his parents.

But today he knelt.

After kneeling for more than half an hour, the saint spoke: "After all, he is a man of merit. Give him a letter."

He Haiqin saved Lu Maoxian and had several dealings with the Lu and Ling families, and now he has received this document in return.

The document was sealed in a lacquer box, and He Haiqin was not qualified to read it. He took the document and, under the guidance of the young man in white, came to the back mountain.

There is a cave on the hillside behind the mountain. The young man in white pointed at the cave and said, "Go forward along this cave. Keep going straight. Don't stop and don't look back.

You have emerged from the cocoon and become a butterfly. You have left the mortal world. You must cherish this good fortune. "

He Haiqin walked along the cave with the documents. He was very hungry. Although he had lost his physical body, some of his food cultivation skills were still there. It was just that he didn't know what he could eat at the moment.

It was unclear whether it was black or white in the cave, and He Haiqin didn't know how long he had been walking. When he saw a bright light, He Haiqin ran forward quickly.

He thought he saw the entrance to a cave, but in fact he only saw a fire.

Where did this fire come from?

The flames suddenly rose up, allowing He Haiqin to see the road ahead.

There is a stone wall in front of us, with more than a dozen arches on it.

He Haiqin didn't know where to go, when he suddenly heard someone talking to him:

"Give me the paperwork."

Who?

He Haiqin didn't even see a single person.

The man's voice sounded like a seventy-year-old man and an eighteen-year-old girl speaking from the same mouth.

He Haiqin raised the document in his hand.

The document disappeared in an instant.

The voice from an unknown source sounded again: "Go through the third door."

Which gate is the three gates?

Counting from the left, the third archway was slightly lit up, and He Haiqin walked into this archway.

After walking for a long time, He Haiqin finally walked out of the cave.

It was still pitch black outside the cave. He Haiqin looked up at the sky, but saw no stars, only a dim haze that looked like clouds and fog.

"Are you the driver?" someone asked.

He Haiqin looked around but still didn't see anyone.

"Is he the driver?"

Bang!

A whip hit He Haiqin in the face.

He Haiqin, who had no flesh and blood, felt unbearable pain.

From cheekbones to jaw, He Haiqin felt rough scars on his face.

Bang!

Another whip.

"Is he the driver?"

"Yes!" He Haiqin answered loudly.

"Go forward, the car is ahead!"

He Haiqin walked quickly forward and saw a carriage.

The cart was loaded with a lot of stones, and He Haiqin drove the carriage forward.

He knew that he was no longer the head of the He family.

He knew that there would be a period of time in the future when he would be a slave and a servant here.

He was able to become a slave because he had done meritorious services to the saint.

Most people don't even have the chance to be slaves.

They can only be treated as animals.

He Haiqin drove the car and came to a wilderness amidst the shouting.

Dozens of people, both men and women, are carrying heavy stones and building a huge stone statue.

The stone statue was a huge ring, a silver-white ring.

"Unload the car!"

Accompanied by scolding, several people came forward and moved the stones off the carriage.

One of them was Li Xiu, who used some skills to make the stone lighter.

He did it very secretly, but was still discovered.

The invisible whip rained down on Li Xiu, and the scolding was as loud as thunder: "You dare to use the skills in the holy land, you madman should be beaten to death!"

He Haiqin watched with his eyes and remembered in his heart.

You must remember that you cannot use techniques in the inner state.

No matter how hard it is, you have to get through it.

For three times the lifespan.

A year ago, when He Haiqin was lying in bed, he was sure that he was going to die.

Only those who have died once know how scary death is and how important living is.

…

He Yuxiu sat in the He family mansion, listening to the accountant Sheng Shanzhou's account report.

For the first ten minutes, He Yuxiu listened very carefully.

After ten minutes, He Yuxiu was yawning and almost fell asleep.

Ten minutes later, He Yuxiu interrupted Sheng Shanzhou: "Stop chanting, I don't understand."

Chen Jitai, the head of the branch, said, "Sister Xiu, you have to listen to this. These two days are the days when families send out bonuses."

"Giving out bonuses..." He Yuxiu scratched her head and said, "I almost forgot, everyone is giving out bonuses today, right?"