Seven-star Sword Master

Wang Qingping picked up the water cup again, drank the water in the cup, stood up suddenly, put five silver coins on the table, and said in a deep voice:

“Brother Changxing, according to the rules, these five silver coins are the first monthly salary given by the village to your family for joining the patrol team.

After that, you can receive one copper coin per month and one silver coin per year as compensation. These must be explained to you in advance."

After saying that, Wang Qingping looked at the silver coins on the table, greed in his eyes.

Silver coins are the official currency. One hundred copper coins make up one string. One silver coin can be exchanged for ten strings of coins. Above the silver coins are gold coins, and one gold coin can be exchanged for one hundred silver coins.

Although he was envious, Wang Qingping did not dare to harbor the slightest thought of embezzlement, because these five silver coins were the life-saving money that people earned by joining the patrol team.

He could be greedy for any kind of money, except the money earned from his life. Otherwise, not only would others fight him to death, but even the harsh laws of the Immortal Dynasty would be enough to take his life.

Lu Changxing's eyes fell on the five silver coins on the table, with no greed on his face, because these five silver coins were exchanged for his son's life.

"Oh, there is one more thing, Brother Changxing. Let me make it clear first. After you join the patrol team, you cannot quit midway. You must serve the patrol team for ten years. After ten years, you can stay or leave as you wish."

“Of course, as a benefit for joining the patrol team, the village will double the tax revenue for each household based on the number of people serving in the patrol team.

For example, if your family has four people and two acres of land, each person will pay two dou of tax each year, and one dou for one acre of land. The normal tax rate would be ten dou per year, which is one shi.

But from now on, if one person in your family joins the patrol, you can reduce taxes by four dou every year.

Starting this year, regardless of whether a person is still on patrol, this benefit will last for ten years, and the tax revenue after ten years will be discussed then.”

Wang Qingping's words "whether this person is in the patrol team or not" meant whether he is still alive or not. Lu Changxing naturally understood the deep meaning.

In this dynasty, the yield per mu was only about one shi and two or three dou, and ten dou equaled one shi.

Wang Qingping came to Lu Changxing's house this time and explained everything that needed to be explained. He was relieved, but he also knew that the family must be feeling bad at the moment, so he said goodbye:

"Brother Changxing, I won't bother you anymore."

"Aren't you going to stay and have a drink of water before you leave?"

"No, there are still some matters in the village waiting for me to deal with. I will go first and visit you next time."

……

After Lu Changxing sent Wang Qingping out, he turned around and went back into the house.

Meanwhile, soft sobbing sounds could be heard from the side after Wang Qingping left.

Apparently, Li Hongying couldn't help crying after Wang Qingping left.

She knew the significance of the five silver coins on the table. The five silver coins on the table were not just money; they were clearly her son's life!

In this kind of situation, Lu Changxing didn't know how to comfort Li Hongying, and could only let out a deep sigh: "Alas!"

Then, Lu Changxing waved to the two brothers Lu Feipeng and said, "Follow me."

After the three of them walked into the inner room, Lu Changxing first signaled to the two of them not to be so reserved and to sit down and talk.

Lu Changxing looked at Lu Feixue, whose face was pale and whose lips were trembling. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and patted him gently on the shoulder.

This slap scared Lu Feixue so much that she trembled all over like a frightened rabbit.

Seeing this, Lu Changxing could only sigh again: "Alas... sit down and talk."

"Yes, okay... okay, ah... Dad." Lu Feixue's voice was still trembling.

Lu Changxing turned his gaze to Lu Feipeng, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. He was very satisfied with his youngest son's performance this time, not as timid as his elder brother.

In fact, when the village chief Wang Qingping appeared in front of Lu Feipeng, a memory as strong as a surging tide suddenly flooded into Lu Feipeng's mind.

It turned out that the problem that Lu Feipeng had been thinking about but couldn't solve finally had an answer.

That was how his previous incarnation died. It was not until the memory just now appeared like lightning that Lu Feipeng suddenly realized it.

It turned out that the predecessor was frightened to death, or more precisely, was frightened to death by the news of joining the patrol team.

It turned out that five days ago, the village sent someone to tell Lu Changxing's family that they needed someone to join the patrol team.

The village chief will inform you of the specific matters and send you silver coins in a few days.

The reason why we have to wait for a few days is that the village cannot come up with so many silver coins at one time and needs to apply for funds from the higher authorities, so we have to wait for a few days.

Of course, there is also a special situation. When the village is in urgent need of manpower, people can be allowed to join the patrol team first, and then they can be paid after the funds are in place.

However, this situation is extremely special and this method is generally not used in the village.

"In that case, I really have to thank the patrol team for allowing me to travel through time."

Lu Feipeng said self-deprecatingly, feeling extremely speechless.

"You sit down too."

"Okay, Dad."

Lu Changxing's eyes flashed quickly in front of the two of them, and then he spoke:

“You two heard what the village chief said just now.

Let me make it clear to you here again, the rumors circulating in the village are not groundless. It is not an exaggeration to say that the patrol team is a suicide squad.

After all, every year, 10 to 20 people from the patrol team lose their lives. As far as I know, at the worst time, almost the entire patrol team was wiped out. "

"Pfft!"

When Lu Feixue heard this shocking news, she was struck by lightning and fell off the bench and fell to the ground.

Lu Feipeng was puzzled at first as to why his predecessor was frightened to death after hearing the news of joining the patrol team. Now he finally understood.

The word "death" has been lingering in people's ears since ancient times.

However, Lu Feipeng never expected that he would have to face such a heavy topic right after traveling through time.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, Lu Feipeng turned his gaze to his elder brother beside him, his eyes rolled, and he muttered in his heart:

"It seems that I have no choice but to sacrifice you. For the sake of the Lu family's continuation of its incense, I have to trouble you..."

Thinking of this, Lu Feipeng stood up quickly, with a flattering smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to pull up his eldest brother who had fallen to the ground, and said:

"Brother, why are you so careless? Don't hurt yourself."

As he spoke, he brushed off the non-existent dust for Lu Feixue.

"I'm fine, brother. I just accidentally sat on empty space." Lu Feixue hurriedly defended herself.

Lu Feipeng said with concern, "Brother, are you really okay? Don't hurt yourself."

Lu Feixue felt the care from her second brother, and her heart warmed. She quickly replied:

"Thank you for your concern, brother. I am really fine. I am not that fragile. I would hurt myself if I fell off the stool."

Lu Changxing, who was observing silently at the side, originally had a tense face because his son was going to join the patrol team, but now he showed a relieved smile.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think to himself: "The two brothers are so harmonious, I can feel more at ease in the future."

Lu Feixue had just finished speaking and was about to sit down again, but Lu Feipeng suddenly changed the subject.

"Oh, I'm glad you're okay, big brother. If you hurt yourself and it affects your ability to join the patrol in the next few days, it will be troublesome."

Lu Feixue, who was about to sit on the bench, suddenly lost her balance after hearing Lu Feipeng's words, and fell to the ground again, uttering a painful cry.

Even Lu Changxing, who had just praised the two brothers for their harmony, looked as if he had eaten a fly. He had an expression uglier than crying, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly.

Lu Feixue no longer cared about the pain in his body at this moment. His eyes were as big as copper bells, his eyeballs almost popped out, and he looked at Lu Feipeng with disbelief on his face.

He pointed a trembling finger at himself and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Me? Joining the patrol? You must be kidding!"

Lu Feipeng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, big brother, it is you, no need to doubt it, it must be you."

"Didn't I ask you, Lu Feipeng, to join the patrol team? Why did it become me?"

Lu Feixue struggled desperately again, this time he didn't even call him "Second Brother", but directly called Lu Feipeng's name.

Hearing this, Lu Feipeng quickly pretended to be sick, groaning "Ouch, ouch, ouch" and then said weakly:

"Dad, my head hurts so much. It seems that I haven't recovered yet. I have to lie down for a few more days. Can you bear to see me on patrol while sick?"

You are my elder brother who watched me grow up, you can’t just stand by and watch me die..."

Lu Feixue was almost so angry at these words that she laughed. Her chest rose and fell, and the corners of her mouth twitched as if she had a seizure. In her heart, she cursed Lu Feipeng:

"Lu Feipeng, Lu Feipeng, you are such a piece of shit. If I don't watch you go to your death, do you want me to go to my death myself?"

So Lu Feixue quickly looked to her father for help and asked impatiently:

"Father, isn't it said that the patrol team has an unwritten rule that the village and the patrol team tacitly agree and recommend that the member who joins the patrol team is the youngest in the family, as long as he is at least sixteen years old."

"What? There is such a thing?"

Lu Feipeng, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard this. Oh my God, he actually

He had no idea! So he looked at Lu Changxing in a hurry, expecting his explanation.

Lu Changxing looked at the two of them with an uncertain expression, and said slowly: "Yes, that's true."

"Damn it, this actually happened! Who made this rule? You better not let me know, or I'll make him pay for it."

Lu Feipeng cursed in his heart, but on the surface he still had to struggle desperately. He quickly explained:

"Brother, you also said that it was just a tacit agreement and suggestion. It's okay if I don't accept this suggestion!"

This time Lu Feixue was really anxious. If he didn't express his opinion, his brother would die. He looked at Lu Changxing anxiously and said, "Father, please say something!"

Lu Changxing remained silent and sighed helplessly in his heart. You two are talking to yourselves, do I have a chance to interrupt?

However, he couldn't stand watching his two sons quarreling any longer, so he coughed lightly to attract their attention, and then said:

"Ahem, don't be anxious. Just listen to what I have to say. It won't be too late to decide who will join the patrol team later."

He knew that his two sons must be very upset at the moment and had no intention of listening to his long speech, so he said briefly:

"Joining the patrol team is indeed risky, but it is not without benefits. Those who join can get a book of immortal cultivation techniques."

"What!" "Is this true?" The two brothers were shocked as if struck by lightning when they heard this.

Lu Changxing glanced at the two brothers and shouted unhappily:

"Of course it's true. Do you really think that we can fight against demons and monsters with our mortal bodies? We rely on the immortal cultivation techniques!"

I don’t know if Lu Feixue heard the following words, but Lu Feipeng didn’t hear a single word. At this moment, all he had in his mind were the words “cultivation techniques for immortality”.

At this moment, his face was flushed red, he was breathing heavily, and a "huffing" sound came from his nose from time to time.

In his previous life, he dreamed of finding the traces of immortals, but always to no avail. He didn't expect that in this life he could obtain the immortal cultivation method so easily. To be honest, Lu Feipeng was really tempted.

In order to obtain the immortal cultivation method, let alone the chance of death, what would it matter even if he really died? That was the immortal cultivation method that billions of people in the past life had dreamed of!

"Here comes the immortal cultivation technique, far ahead, far ahead! Wow, haha, I must be far ahead in the immortal cultivation world, become bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!"

Lu Feipeng suddenly pushed Lu Feixue aside, and with a plop, he knelt down in front of Lu Changxing.

"Father, I was just trying to scare you and play a joke on you. Well, I will definitely go on the patrol!"

Lu Changxing: ...

"I believed your ghost!"

Lu Feixue: ...

"If you hadn't almost tricked me into joining the patrol, I would have almost believed your lies!"