This martial saint is too generous

The snacks in the teahouse were not full. Qin Jinyang was tired from the journey and was very greedy. He wanted to pack up the delicious food for Yucheng.

After leaving the teahouse, Qin Jinyang randomly grabbed a young man who looked very local, asked for directions, and walked towards the famous restaurant street.

Hey hey hey.

This is the best travel guide.

To find delicious food, you must ask the locals.

However, the younger brother looked at Qin Jinyang's retreating back with a sneer on his lips.

snort.

If you ask for directions, just ask for directions. What does it mean if you don't give me money?

You, a group of dignitaries, are short of years but not short of money.

Since you don't give me money, you are looking down on me.

…

Qin Jinyang looked at the funeral street in front of him with a confused look on his face.

right!

Coffin Street.

Both sides of the road are lined with coffin shops, paper figurine shops, paper money shops, and tailor shops that specialize in cutting clothes for the dead.

Even during the day, Qin Jinyang felt that this street was gloomy.

As for the food, there is no trace.

Qin Jinyang smiled bitterly.

After all, he was deceived. The locals who went to Yucheng... were not authentic.

Because of one person, Qin Jinyang began to have opinions about a city.

Shaking his head, Qin Jinyang prepared to turn around.

This time, he was not going to ask the locals for directions, but was going to ask the beggar for directions.

Beggars are greedy and often know where the leftovers are best.

The leftovers that beggars are willing to eat will not taste bad.

When leaving, Qin Jinyang took a special look at the funeral street.

Something weird.

This scale is a bit too huge.

Where there is demand, there will be supply.

To support so many coffin businesses, there must be enough corpses.

But going to Yucheng is not close to the border, and there is no war. In theory, there are not so many dead people.

At this time, a young man not far away was walking on the funeral street, accompanied by his teacher.

Qin Jinyang could hear the conversation between the two people.

…

"Did you see it? There are so many coffin shops here, and they are actually prepared for the students of Yuzhi Academy."

"Whether it's a new recruit in the first year, the second year, or the third year... or even a master, they may die at any time."

The tutor's tone was solemn, as if he was giving lessons to the young people.

The young man is a little one or two years older than Qin Jinyang. Judging from his clothes and dress, he obviously comes from a wealthy family and is a classmate.

The young man had the same expression as Qin Jinyang, looking at the dazzling array of funeral shops with casual emotion.

He was young and at the age when his blood boiled the most. It was difficult for him to resonate with these cold coffins.

"The death rate in Yuzhi Academy is extremely high. In the academy, it takes years to eat, drink, and have sex. If you want to practice quickly, you need a lot of years. For ordinary recruits, they just need to rent a house where they can practice. It will consume half of your life, not to mention taking a lot of elixirs."

"For us ordinary warriors, it would take seven to eight years, or even more than ten years, to break through from the third level to the fourth level. But you, the proud ones, who pursue the ultimate speed, often have to compress it to seven or eight months. This The difference in resources consumed along the way is not simply ten times, but a hundred times, or even more than a hundred times."

"Master, I know that you have a resolute personality and have refused to admit defeat in everything since you were young. But in Yuzhi Academy, when you should accept being ordinary, you also have to accept your fate... How many talents have taken risks for the sake of years, only to be carried back in a cold coffin. .”

The tutor advised me earnestly.

Along the way, teachers and tutors are actually advising young people.

After all, the family can still support it, and it is not necessary to fight against the odds. But the young master has an extreme personality and has not suffered any setbacks since he was a child. He is worried that the young master cannot stand mediocrity and will do extreme and impulsive things.

Coming to see the rows of coffin shops is also a warning to the young master.

Needless to say, the young people gathered here really cannot be described as geniuses.

All of them are monsters.

This teacher is almost 60 years old, but he is still a third-grade warrior.

Even if he is an ordinary third-grade man, he still has a respected position in the family. Although he is nominally the young master's teacher, the head of the family treats him as a brother and has never treated him as an outsider or closer than a real brother.

As for the young master, he is young and has already reached the third rank. He has even successfully washed the clock once. His cultivation has left him behind. Now he is more like a butler.

If there are no accidents, the young master may clean the clock for the second time within a year, and even break through to the fourth level.

Fourth grade.

That is a dignified fourth grade.

After careful inquiry, the tutor found that the young master's qualifications were only average among this group of new recruits.

The strong men from Kyoto and the geniuses from the four major provinces have all released news that they want to break through to the fourth level of perfection before leaving the army, and even want to attack the fifth level.

Damn it!

Comparing people to each other can really make people angry to death.

For ordinary people, who would dare to fantasize about the fifth level?

Thinking back to when I was young, I never dared to dream about the fifth level.

This group of people are actually trying to win the fifth rank at such an age.

Not to mention just three years.

Even if it takes thirty years, being able to break through to the fifth level is the luck among the lucky.

Therefore, the tutor understands why students have a high mortality rate.

High returns inevitably come with high risks.

As far as my family is concerned, although it can provide all the elixirs for the young master to break through to the fourth level.

But that's an elixir at normal speed.

If the young man wants to pursue the ultimate breakthrough at the fastest speed at all costs, then he needs the most exquisite elixir.

Often the price of this elixir is as high as dozens or even hundreds of ordinary elixirs.

For two days a day, the family can afford it.

If it takes a few months, the entire family will be eaten up by the young master alone.

For the young master, this Yuzhi Academy is both an opportunity and a catastrophe.

The master is even reluctant to let the young master fight in this purgatory, as people will really die.

But he also hopes that the young master can soar into the sky and become famous.

"Teacher, don't worry."

"I don't have fewer arms than others, nor do I have fewer legs than others. I can also compete for years that others can compete for."

"Others can break through the fourth level within a year, why can't I?"

"In a word, I can definitely do things that others can do! I will work hard to do things that others can't do."

The young man was full of ambition and proud of himself.

At this time, a coffin shop owner passed by and happened to hear the young man's passionate words.

His face was full of disdain, and after passing by, he muttered: "The coffins in my shop are high enough to leave one for you."

Qin Jinyang also smiled bitterly at the side.

It is a good thing for young people to have high morale.

But the expression on the coffin shop owner's face seemed to be that he had been used to all this for a long time.

It looked like a lot of people were dying.

"Hey, young master, how can I persuade you to be cautious in everything!"

"In addition to the pressure of age, you will also encounter the problem of internal vendetta."

"The warriors in the academy fight for everything, are depressed about everything, and cannot feel relieved. As time goes by, the pressure becomes more and more intense, and the temper becomes hotter and hotter. Coupled with the friction of looking up and down, your... My classmates will draw knives at you at every turn."

"In the academy, students are allowed to sign life and death certificates. I heard that there is a life and death arena, and the blood on it has never dried up."

"Young Master, you have an upright temperament. If you meet someone you can't beat, you should be patient when you need to be patient...it's not shameful to avoid the edge temporarily."

The tutor spoke earnestly and sincerely.

"snort!"

It was obvious that the boy didn't take his words to heart.

There was even a faint flame burning in his eyes, as if he was anticipating life and death.

Qin Jinyang was thoughtful on the side.

He did hear Xiang Xian mentioned about the life and death arena.

In the academy, it is theoretically not allowed to draw a sword in private, but if one party declares life and death, the other party has only two choices, either bend down and admit defeat and apologize, or draw the sword and fight for life or death.

They are all young and energetic young people. Once they bend their backs, they become the laughing stock of the academy.

Even Xiang Zhiqiang's happy-go-lucky temperament has been in the arena of life and death.

Of course, if the loser begs for mercy and offers corresponding compensation, there is a high probability that he will be forgiven.

"Also, you guys are the future pillars of the imperial court. In addition to internal dangers, you will also face assassinations from traitors and traitors. In the face of assassinations from rebels, the border has not been peaceful in recent years. Barbarians from other countries have , will also send killers here..."

"Anyway, it's getting more and more dangerous. Master, you must be careful and careful."

The tutor is chattering.

The two of them left the funeral street while talking.

"Hahaha, rebels and traitors? I wish they would come to kill me, especially the foreign barbarians. I hope they will come immediately... I have heard that killing rebels and barbarians can earn you a lot of years in the academy."

"Tai Danyuan has refined Qiu Sheng Dan. If I can save dozens of them, as long as I break through the fourth level, I will soon be in the middle of the fourth level... The day when I surpass my father is not far away!"

"My dad was still playing in the mud when he was my age!"

The young man speaks arrogantly and even deliberately amplifies his voice, as if others will admire him after hearing his arrogant words.

The tutor shook his head, with an even more worried look in his eyes.

The young master's character is actually directly related to the master's high-pressure discipline.

Because of this, the young master has been rebellious since he was a child, and has always dreamed of surpassing the master as soon as possible, so as to be proud and proud.

Qin Jinyang looked away from the young man.

But the bosses on the funeral street looked at the two people one after another. There were all kinds of weird smiles on their faces. Several bosses exchanged glances and seemed to be exchanging familiar chat topics: Brother, guess what, this kid’s When will the body be brought over?

…

Just as Qin Jinyang was about to leave, a group of people came knocking from a distance.

This group of people were attending a funeral, and in the middle of the road was a dark coffin.

It was a wealthy family, and the funeral procession was very long.

It might be a senior from Yuzhi Academy, Qin Jinyang was ready to take a look.

Unconsciously, a lot of people watching the excitement came around him. The crowd started chatting with each other.

Soon, Qin Jinyang learned a lot of information from the chat.

It turned out that this funeral team was not students from Yuzhi Academy, but went to a large local family in Yucheng.

There is a high probability that no students will die in Yuzhi Academy in the past few days, and there are no dangerous tasks for old students, so the bosses rarely take a break, but they will not be idle for a few days.

The Guilu Mountain Trial is about to begin. This year's situation is special, and there are foreigners, so it is destined to be a bloody storm.

The coffin shop has enough coffins in stock, including wooden boards and raw materials, which can be assembled at any time.

Hearing that it was not the body of Yuzhi Academy, Qin Jinyang lost interest in time and prepared to leave.

…

The big family's surname is Liu.

There was a 100-year-old grandmother in the Liu family who passed away just after her 107th birthday.

After all, it was a centenarian's return to the West, and it was a happy mourning, so not many people in the Liu family were sad. It was just a matter of pomp and etiquette for a wealthy family.

Several sons in the crowd were wearing linen and mourning, but their expressions were all ulterior. Because the old grandmother left a lot of private wealth, they were all thinking hard about how to put as much as possible into their pockets.

Some children and juniors even quietly pushed and fought in the team, and no one came to stop them.

The grandchildren have grown up, and these are the great-grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

For these children, the old grandmother is too unfamiliar. After all, she is more than five generations older.

In the crowd, there were many servants and maids quietly wiping their tears.

Qin Jinyang listened to people chatting, saying that the old grandmother had been kind all her life, had great authority in the Liu family, was kind and lenient to her servants, and was very popular.

Now that my grandmother has passed away, the good days of the servants may have come to an end.

They are crying for their grandmother, and they are also crying for the rest of their lives.

Qin Jinyang has no interest in these things.

Soon, the crowd was ahead of him...

The funeral procession was just an interlude. After passing this street, Qin Jinyang might forget about it.

But at the end of the street far away from the procession, there was a young man kowtowing devoutly.

The team was whistling and marching very slowly.

The young man's forehead was covered with blood, and his legs were soaked with blood.

Behind him, there were two marks made by rubbing blood.

He was following the funeral procession, but instead of walking with his feet, he walked on his knees.

This young man was dressed in white linen, with a pious and sad expression, more like a filial son of the deceased.

The linen clothes were obviously new and made of poor quality, completely different from the well-tailored mourning clothes in the team.

Inside the linen clothes, Qin Jinyang also saw very rough fabric.

The clothes of ordinary working people have several layers of patches on the collar.

Qin Jinyang also noticed a detail.

The young man's clothes were very clean, as if they had been washed several times.

Qin Jinyang was a little curious, so he walked up to an old man who was watching the excitement and curiously looked at the young man's life experience.

…

Shi Lang Zhang.

This young man seems to have no name and is called Shi Lang Zhang.

Shilang Zhang was a hungry man from another place. He came all the way begging for food. When he arrived at Xiangyu City, he was covered in wounds and had a high fever. He was already on the verge of death.

Fortunately, Shilang Zhang was lucky enough to meet the Liu family's grandmother.

After that, the old grandmother gave an order to give Zhang a bowl of rice every day, and she also spent money on treating Zhang.

Soon after, Shilang Zhang recovered.

He vowed not to beg for food anymore and began to look for a living in Xiangyu City.

But how can ordinary people make a living and get a disaster victim from out of town? Who doesn't have a poor relative? Even if it is a servant who cares for the home, people are eager to get there.

Furthermore, Dung Lang Zhang was injured in his leg when he was escaping, and he was lame, which also blocked many roads.

Finally, Shi Lang Zhang went to the most menial job.

Pick shit!

In fact, it is called excrement picking. This profession is dirtier than picking excrement, and it is even more unbearable.

Xiangyu City is a big city. Every morning, a lot of filth in the city is dumped into the river outside the city.

Over time, the smell of the river became so bad that it even caused the spread of dysentery, killing many civilians.

After that, Yuzhi Academy invited skilled craftsmen from the imperial city. After surveying the terrain, the craftsmen began to dig canals and build dams so that manure could flow down the river and irrigate the cultivated land along the way, killing two birds with one stone.

Because of this great project, Changyu City has a completely new look, and there is no need to worry about the stench anymore.

But sometimes, accidents happen.

The mouth of the dam is not wide. Sometimes too much filth accumulates and it easily accumulates. Eventually, it gets stuck at the mouth of the dam, causing sewage to backflow and pollute the entire city.

At this time, people who are proficient in water properties are needed to dredge the dam mouth.

In fact, people have also tried forced bombardment, but the power of martial arts is too great, and the entire dam will be destroyed if not careful.

Shilang Zhang was born by the water and has been good at swimming since he was a child... In order to have a full meal, he did not hesitate to jump into the filthiest water.

From then on, Shilang Zhang became his name.

At this time, Shilang Zhang was kneeling behind the funeral procession, intending to kneel for ten miles to send his benefactor off.

Qin Jinyang noticed that there was a servant in the Liu family, as if he was guarding against ghosts, as if he was afraid that Zhang Zhang would rush into the team and contaminate the Liu family.

Indeed, Zhang was despised by others.

Before he came, he had taken dozens of baths in the Qingshui River outside the city, and his skin was almost broken.

But there is still a faint odor on my body.

There is no way, there are too many warriors living in Jade City. The warriors use genius treasures, and the penetration of filth behind them is also extraordinary.

Not to mention dirty, even the stinky sweat smells stronger than ordinary people.

In the past, when I was at Helan Villa, I had to soak in a special bath from time to time in order to completely get rid of the smell.

"He is truly a caring person!"

After understanding the ins and outs, Qin Jinyang turned and left.

…

Finally found the restaurant street.

Have a meal!

Delicious buns.

After the meal, Qin Jinyang continued to walk.

Unknowingly, he wandered into the bathing street.

The bathing here is a serious bathing, similar to the serious place of Helan Villa to get rid of the smell.

Qin Jinyang was going to find an inn.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

Shi Lang Zhang.

He had just been kicked out by a bathhouse owner.

"Go, go, come and take a dip. Can we still do business? Who wants to take a dip in shit soup?"

The boss cursed.

"I have washed it many times in the river outside the city. I just want to get rid of the smell... I have silver, and my silver is clean."

Shi Lang had an honest and dull expression, and he was used to all kinds of rejections.

"Go! Go! Go!"

The shopkeeper was not accommodating at all.

…

Shi Lang Zhang is not discouraged. He may have experienced life and death, and his face is not important at all.

He went to another bathhouse, but was also rejected.

The third one was still rejected.

…

Qin Jinyang walked to the bathhouse where Zhang had been rejected and inquired curiously.

"This scumbag Zhang actually has good intentions. He wanted to kowtow to the Liu family, but the other party thought he smelled bad. He wanted to take a bath. As long as the smell is gone, the Liu family will allow him to worship."

"But I can't have it. If I open the door to do business, others will find it awkward."

This shopkeeper is relatively easy to talk to.

Qin Jinyang nodded.

…

Shi Lang Zhang walked to a small bathing pool.

Qin Jinyang estimated that this bathhouse was about to close down.

"Let's go, let's go... If you want to take a bath with me, you have to book it for three days... Because you are alone, I have to change the water. The potion is very expensive, and your little money is not enough."

The shopkeeper had a dark face.

Not long ago, a student from Yuzhi Academy was soaked to death in this bathhouse. It has become a dangerous place since then and has not been open for a long time.

It was hard to get a customer, but it turned out to be a coolie digging manure.

Simply unlucky.

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[Prompt: Are you willing to throw out the gold leaf in your hand to help Mr. Zhang take a bath so that the bath owner will not dare to be unruly? 】