Chapter 2
The vested disciple Chongming betrayed his master and was determined to become famous and let the master acknowledge his strength.
When playing the game, creating a disciple vest will randomly draw initial skills, and the career development of the disciple will depend on the player - that is, the master - what path to take.
The initial skill of the eldest disciple Chongming is the ability to communicate with living things.
The flowers on the roadside, the birds in the sky, the insects in the ground, these animals and plants will tell the eldest disciple what they know, which will be reflected as letters on the game panel.
Bu Zao observed the game panel of the eldest disciple vest.
[Name: Chongming
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Level: LV.87
Main Occupation: Intelligence Dealer (Locked)
Secondary Occupation: Hidden Weapon and Poison Master
Skills: Eyes and Ears of Everything (initial skill), Treading on Snow Without Traces (Light Kung Fu), Rejuvenation (Internal Kung Fu) (Others are in progress)
Physical Strength: 90
Intelligence: 100
Charm: 92
Status: Angry, betrayed the sect, does not tolerate criticism, moody]
When Bu Zao was in the Salted Fish Sect, he trained like crazy, but his initial skills represented the talent of a disciple vest - Chongming's talent and experience growth rate in martial arts were not as good as his two junior brothers. He had to have some self-protection ability when he was in the underworld, especially for intelligence.
So Bu Zao developed in a roundabout way, and the eldest disciple focused on hidden weapon poison making.
I was eager to go down the mountain for the first time, and clicked on the latest letter with a red dot.
[Secrets of the underworld: Mr. Zhang, who was blind in one eye in the east of the city, was a bandit who escaped from the net twenty years ago. He counts silver at home every day. (From the chrysanthemums at the door of Mr. Zhang's house.)]
[Secrets of the underworld: Mr. Chen in the south of the city likes to look at erotic paintings after drinking. (From the swallows under the eaves of Mr. Chen's house.)]
[Secrets of the underworld: Mr. Li, the butcher in the west of the city, is actually a wanted criminal who fled after killing someone. The reward is fifty taels of silver. (The flies from Butcher Li's house.)]
...It seems something strange has sneaked in It
would be a waste of talent if this skill is not used as an intelligence dealer, so when playing games, the eldest disciple also focuses on intelligence dealers and makes money by selling information.
Selling intelligence to make money is also a legitimate way to make money. Bu Zao relied on his rich experience in playing games and worked hard. In just a few months, he created the image of a mysterious intelligence organization in the world.
——The name is "Wanwulou".
Everything in the world can be used as an ear, and everything in the world is known.
As long as you pay enough money, there is no news that you can't get.
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The first time Lu Xiaofeng heard about "Wanwulou" was from Master Guisun.
"Dazhi Datong" is the master of the Jianghu. He is willing to pay fifty taels for each question. There is no news that they don't know.
The only person who can communicate with them is the old man Guisun. Lu Xiaofeng once asked the old man for relevant information in order to solve the case.
This old man is greedy for pleasure. When Lu Xiaofeng met him half a year ago, the old man was laughing in the brothel with silver in his pocket, but this time he was eclipsed with a wine bowl.
"Lu Xiaofeng, have you heard of the "Wanwu Building"? "
Grandpa Guisun asked sadly.
Lu Xiaofeng shook her head, and Grandpa Guisun's expression eased a little, and he actually looked a little happy.
"Next time you have something you don't understand, you can continue to come to Dazhi Datong." Grandpa Guisun said, "Twenty-five taels for one question. "
Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows. He had never seen Dazhi and Datong in person, but after dealing with them so many times, he understood that Dazhi and Datong's rules were not negotiable.
If a problem is said to be fifty taels, it is fifty taels and it cannot be changed - and now, they have actually taken the initiative to lower the price.
"Could it be that the "Wanwu Building" is also engaged in intelligence business... people?"
Lu Xiaofeng was a little unsure whether the so-called "Wanwu Building" was a person or an organization.
"It's an organization." Grandpa Guisun said firmly, "Otherwise how would they know so many secrets?"
Lu Xiaofeng said, "From what you said, they are more powerful than you."
Grandpa Guisun took a sip of wine angrily and said, "They started to be active in the underworld about two years ago, and in the past few months they have taken away all the business of Dazhi Datong!"
The people in the underworld only knew that Grandpa Guisun was the messenger of Dazhi Datong, but they didn't know that he was Dazhi Datong himself, not even Lu Xiaofeng knew.
So when Grandpa Guisun was so angry, Lu Xiaofeng just thought that he was unhappy because he couldn't earn the money for leading the way, and he understood it very well.
After all, Mr. Guisun has no other business, and now a "Wanwu Building" suddenly appears and takes away Dazhi Datong's business, which does make him worried.
But "Wanwu Building" is an organization, and Dazhi Datong only has two people. The new wave pushes the old wave and is stronger than the old wave.
"And it is said that the owner of Wanwu Tower..." Old Master Guisun was a little drunk and said unwillingly, "The owner is still a young man...! He is so young and yet he has so many rules! It is as difficult as climbing to heaven to meet him!"
Lu Xiaofeng asked: "Then have you met him?"
Old Master Guisun said loudly: "No! I don't even know his name!"
This man was already drunk, relying on the alcohol to complain to Lu Xiaofeng about the entanglement between him and Wanwu Tower.
A month ago, Old Master Guisun found that he could not coexist peacefully with Wanwu Tower in the increasingly miserable business situation. Either he made money or the other party made money.
So Master Guisun collected all kinds of gossip about this person and planned to meet the owner of the building in person. Not to mention to compete with him, at least to find out where the other party came from.
But the owner of the building was really hard to see. Master Guisun tried every way, but he didn't see him. After being left out for a long time, the other party personally sent him a letter and asked him to meet him.
It can be seen that this person has long known that Master Guisun was investigating him.
Master Guisun met the owner of the building through the screen with a sense of depression. From the voice and tone of the owner of the building, he could tell that he was a young man. The shadow on the screen had a straight back and a very unkind tone.
But the tone was another thing. What made Guisun even more angry was that this unknown host used his secret to threaten him!
"...and then?"
The drunk Guisun complained to Lu Xiaofeng, and got stuck when he talked about meeting the young owner of Wanwu Building. He hesitated for a while and took a sip of wine.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking him.
It was like teasing a cat with a feather to leave a sentence unsaid in front of Lu Xiaofeng, which made his heart itch and his curiosity almost overflowed.
Guisun said, "There's nothing to say, he's such a rude guy... Humph."
Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll ask him myself."
Guisun didn't care: "Whether you can meet him or not is another matter."
It seems that he didn't want to talk about it no matter what.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't care much about the secrets of Mr. Guisun, but the young and weird host unconsciously aroused his curiosity.
"You said he was young, but is he younger than me?"
"From the sound of his voice, he's about your age. He's pretentious and weird."
...
After parting with Mr. Guisun, Lu Xiaofeng walked on the road with a smell of alcohol. When he passed a bridge, he stopped and looked out.
Someone was paddling a boat under the bridge. The boatman was holding the oar, his hair was simply tied up with a mahogany hairpin, and a green willow leaf fell on his head.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing and shouted to him, "Master! There are leaves on your head!"
The boatman looked up when he heard it. He was a young man with a handsome face. Willow leaves fell with it. He reached out and grabbed a willow leaf. He waved to Lu Xiaofeng to express his gratitude. He smiled brightly but didn't say anything.
Lu Xiaofeng happily watched the boat drift under the bridge and then walked away.
The boatman, Bu Zao, the head of the Salted Fish Sect, stirred the river water with the oar and sighed: Lu Xiaofeng is worthy of it. What an outgoing person.
The system expressed doubts about the player's sigh. 〗
The leader does not need to communicate deeply with the game characters now. Bu Zao mainly advocates a general passing behind-the-scenes leader. Before revealing all the truth, he, the leader of the Salted Fish Sect, Bu Zao, is just a passing worker. After
sending the guests on the boat to their destination, Bu Zao rowed the boat back to the boatman gathering point. He has been a boatman for a month and has earned some money to pay off his debts.
The first job was a boatman. The experience was just okay, but it didn't make a lot of money, so Bu Zao also took on some craftsmen's business - such as patching roofs and wall holes.
"Xiao Bu, Xiao Bu, are you free to come and help Manager Li fix the roof later? There was a water leak in one of the rooms last night, and we just found out this morning that the mattresses are all wet."
Bu Zao tied the boat rope, and someone came to find him to fix the roof for Manager Li of the inn.
"Okay."
Bu Zao accepted the commission, put on his tools and went to Manager Li.
After hammering for a while, Bu Zao reached out to wipe the non-existent sweat and sat on the roof to fish.
At a glance, several ups and downs of human figures flashed above the roof, and the closest figure was just opposite, only across the street.
For a moment, Bu Zao, who was holding the hammer, made eye contact with the other party.
[Ding! Jianghu Characters Illustrated Book +1]
[Sikong Zhaixing, this man is the king of thieves, the best at disguise, there is nothing in the world that he cannot steal - that's what he said, but there are also things he cannot steal, such as... your heart (red heart), right (chirp)]
Bu Zao shuddered. No matter how many times he read Sikong Zhaixing's introduction, it was a bit unbearable. The bad taste of the copywriter was perfectly reflected at this moment.
Sikong Zhaixing's figure flashed by. This guy should be working diligently at this time.
As long as the player and the game character make eye contact, the other party will be collected in the Jianghu Characters Illustrated Book. After that, no matter where the other party is, Bu Zao will know where he is.
Today is the first time Bu Zao and Sikong Zhaixing met.
Bu Zao shook the hammer and sighed, it is indeed a monkey spirit, jumping and playing parkour on the roof.
After repairing the roof, Bu Zao was paid, but before he could even warm up the money, he reluctantly used it to pay off his debts.
After all, the Salted Fish Pie... was in serious deficit. Building and perfecting a sect would cost more money than Bu Zao had imagined. The money earned from completing side quests was simply not enough to make up for the deficit, and now the sect is still in a state of not making ends meet. Fortunately,
the eldest disciple's career is on the right track. I believe that with the concerted efforts of the sect, Bu Zao firmly believes that he will be able to make ends meet.
[The system expresses subtle appreciation for the player's ambition.]