Chapter 14: 100 Days of Cooking for the Villain Master - Day 14
With such a large amount of food, it is far from enough to rely on only four old men and the head of Nanhua.
So Zhao Miaomiao suggested that one of the four old men go to the mountain to call down all the disciples.
The four old men and the head of Nanhua seemed to have just remembered that they still had a group of disciples and several fellow disciples fighting with Chiying on the mountain.
Old Man No. 1 looked a little uneasy and asked, "How long have they been fighting?"
Old man number two replied tremblingly, "It should be... almost half an hour."
Old Man Number Three was annoyed: "Oh no! Our plan was to capture this disciple and then send a signal for the other disciples to retreat quickly.
As a result, I forgot about it while buying groceries!"
Old Man Number Four's eyes were red. "My disciples! I am truly sorry for you!"
Zhao Miaomiao was very surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"
Old Man No. 1 sighed and replied, “Although we go up the mountain to fight Master every month.
But I have never been able to defeat Master."
Zhao Miaomiao: "Oh, I've thought of it.
Then what? "
Old Man No. 2 also sighed, "So, going up the mountain to beat our master every month is more like a ritual for us.
We also know it won't succeed.
But I will still go.”
Old Man No. 3 continued to sigh, "But this time is different.
This time we have you, my little disciple, as a variable.
So many disciples work very hard.
They thought they could exploit Master's weakness, so many people were ready to fight to the death."
Old man number four wailed, “But Master is the kind of person who fights back whenever we attack.
If we run away, he won't chase us.
So a few months ago, we went up the mountain to fight Master, but when we saw we couldn’t defeat him, we came back.
Can all come back.
But everyone is working so hard today, maybe if Master gets angry, then... then...
The entire Wanshan faction was wiped out! ! "
Zhao Miaomiao comforted them: "No.
I don't think Chi Ying is very motivated to fight today, so no one will die."
The head of Nanhua Sect also looked solemn on the side, and finally stepped out to make the decision, saying, "No matter what the plan was, it has failed now.
So let's send out a signal first to let the remaining disciples come back."
The four old men nodded and quickly set off fireworks to signal retreat.
After a while, many people in white clothes came back riding on swords.
It's like a meteor shower of swordsmen in white clothes.
Of course, there were also a few people with red bloodstains on their white clothes.
The head of Nanhua Sect stood at the gate of the mountain. Whenever a swordsman flew by, he would count to see if anyone was missing.
Zhao Miaomiao felt that this scene was particularly like herding sheep.
At night, a group of sword-like lambs are sent up the mountain to fight with the villain master, practice martial arts, and grow.
During the day, call back these sword lambs.
No. 99 looked at the continuous meteor shower of swordsmen in white clothes, then pulled Zhao Miaomiao's clothes and asked Zhao Miaomiao: "Host, do you think Chi Ying can kill people?
Will he kill these disciples?"
Zhao Miaomiao shook his head, "No. If he wants to kill someone, none of the swordsmen here will come back alive.
Chi Ying wouldn't be so perfunctory and fight and sleep at the same time."
No. 99 was confused and asked, "Then why do the people in this sect hate Chi Ying so much?
Since there is no evidence to prove that Chi Ying has harmed these people in the sect.
Then why did the entire sect unite to target Chi Ying and want to kill him?"
Zhao Miaomiao couldn't figure it out, so she patted the old man next to her and asked, "Why do you have to kill Master?"
No. 99 was shocked: Huh? ? ? ?
Can this plot be asked directly?
Don’t we need to explore it slowly?
Will anyone really tell us?
This plot must involve a lot of complicated past stories, which need to be revealed bit by bit as the plot progresses.
Host, you are so reckless!
If we ask about this plot directly like this and are discovered by the people in the sect, we will be doomed if we want to find out the secret!
Maybe in order to protect that complicated story of the past, they will directly kill me and the host!
Just when No. 99 wanted to pull Zhao Miaomiao away, Old Man No. 1 answered.
"Because Master...has a golden bell!!!"
No.99: Hmm???
He actually said it!!
Zhao Miaomiao also: "Hmm?
Is it because of that golden bell that you're having trouble with Master?"
Old Man No. 1's expression was filled with grief and indignation, "My little disciple, you've seen that our sect is very poor.
Very poor, very poor, very poor.
We have nothing left and we almost had to mortgage our sect.
But Master is unwilling to sell his golden bell to help the sect overcome the difficulties!"
Zhao Miaomiao felt that this was unreasonable, so she spoke up for Chi Ying and said, "That clock belongs to Master, and only Master can handle it.
Whether the clock is made of gold, silver, or inlaid with diamonds, it has nothing to do with you.
You can't covet other people's things just because you are poor.
This matter itself is your fault."
When Old Man No. 2 heard what Zhao Miaomiao said, he came out to explain, "Little disciple, it's not like that.
We don’t want Master’s Golden Bell for no reason.
But there is a reason for everything.
Because the disciples we accept are homeless orphans, as well as those who are seriously ill and have no cure, and they attempt to prolong their lifespan through cultivation.
Therefore, in the entire Wanshan School, most of the disciples are unable to lift things with their hands or carry things on their shoulders.
But although they are weak, they can eat a lot.
In this way, the sect was gradually bankrupted.
It is not an easy task to feed so many orphans and sick people.
In the early years, I, several fellow apprentices, and the headmaster were always catching ghosts and eliminating monsters at the foot of the mountain, helping the people solve their problems, and collecting some rewards in the process.
Originally, the entire sect could barely survive by relying on the rewards for catching monsters from us uncles.
But at this time, a landowner came and said that the land belonged to them. He took out the title deed and wanted to take the land back.
We don't want to be forced to move out of the sect.
The Wanshan School was founded here, so it must remain here.
But the only way to stay is to buy the land from the landowner.
That's a lot of money.
Even if our entire sect sold all the valuables, we still couldn't raise this amount of money.
In desperation, we went up the mountain to ask Master for help.
But Master rejected us without even meeting us.
I don't care about the sect's affairs at all.
In the end, in order to collect the money, some disciples in the sect who were taking medication committed suicide and stopped taking the medication to alleviate the sect's financial problems.
Afterwards, other disciples who were sick and still taking medicine followed suit.
That year, we lost a total of twenty-six disciples.
If Master had been willing to help us, these disciples would still be alive!!”
Old man No. 2’s words made the three old men around him cry.
Old man number three, his eyes red, also stood up and said, "I remember that I brought home a little disciple. I named him Chatterbox because he had tuberculosis.
I have been earning money to buy medicine for him, teaching him to read and write, and teaching him to dance with swords and practice qigong.
I watched him get better day by day, and it was obvious that he could survive.
As long as he learns the 328th move of Qi training, he will be able to survive!
But after practicing the third move, he jumped off a cliff and died.
I can't even find his body!
He’s only fifty-six years old! !”
talent? ? ?
Okay.
Maybe at fifty-six, I can live another forty years.
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