"Where are we going" Qin Lang put on a somewhat guarded appearance and did not immediately walk into the cave.
"Brother Zhao, don't panic, this is just a passage to the mountain gate of the Emei faction, the old man really wants to make friends with Brother Zhao, so he wants to introduce you to the head of the Emei faction and the elders, what do you think" The old man said with a pleasant face.
"Introduce to the head of the sect, the patriarch, Elder Feimu, you are going to make me a guest of the Emei faction," Qin Lang immediately changed into a flattered look again.
"Haha that's right, with Brother Zhao's means, it's okay to be a guest."
The old man laughed, but he thought in his heart that an idiot like you is also worthy of being a guest, you are just a fat sheep to be slaughtered "Since we're a guest, let's go quickly."
Qin Lang laughed and walked towards the cave.
This hidden cave certainly does not lead to the Emei Gate, because at the exit of the cave is a cliff, and it is a bottomless cliff.
"Elder Rotten Wood, this is the mountain gate of the Emei Sect" Qin Lang looked at the Old Man of Rotten Wood suspiciously.
The smile on the old man's face suddenly turned cold: "If you want to go to the mountain gate of the Emei faction, it depends on how loyal you are to the Emei faction.
Boy, you should know that I brought you here to save you.
Can't you see that the gang outside has been surrounding you, just ready to rob you?
” "What are they going to rob me," Qin Lang was so shocked that his mouth grew.
"Stupid, don't you know now," the old man snorted coldly, "I really don't know how you got to this point."
There's a saying that wealth is not exposed, haven't you heard it said?"
"Of course I've heard of it."
Qin Lang said in a panic, "But isn't this Fang City the Emei faction responsible for order and security, does anyone dare to attack me." ” The old man of the rotten wood secretly scolded that the rotten wood could not be carved, and sneered in his mouth: "The safety and order of the Fang City are the responsibility of the Emei faction, but after the end of the Fang City, after you leave the Xianfeng Temple, do we still have to be responsible for your safety?"
"Then I'm not very dangerous now," Qin Lang seemed to suddenly realize.
Rotten wood snorted coldly: "You only know now, but fortunately, it's not too late."
As long as you are loyal to the Emei faction and prove your role, you can be protected by the Emei faction.
It's just that I see that your cultivation has also broken through to the level of Wu Xuan, why are you still so simple-minded?"
Kuchiki wanted to say why Qin Lang was so "stupid", but considering Qin Lang's feelings, he turned stupidity into "simple", but in fact, it all meant the same thing.
"Hey, my martial arts level, I have all been promoted by pills."
Qin Lang smiled awkwardly, "Although my family is also a martial arts family, but kung fu has long since declined, and I didn't even reach the inner breath realm, but a few years ago, I accidentally entered a cave and got some pills, so I broke through to the martial arts level in a daze."
Although there are pills, I don't have a backer, so I heard that there is a market in the Emei faction, so I want to sell pills to make some money, and by the way, I will make some heroes in the rivers and lakes.
But hearing you say this, these people are not to be friends, and it seems that I can only seek refuge from the Emei faction. ” Rotten Mu nodded slightly, thinking that what Qin Lang said was the truth.
The idiot in front of him looks like a person with little talent, but strong shit luck.
In any kind of industry, there will be geniuses, which are enviable, but there is also a kind of person who is not a genius but is better than a genius, this kind of person has neither talent nor hard work, but shit luck is amazing, he can always get something for nothing, he can always have adventures, even if the talent is poor, he can quickly reach a certain level.
There is no doubt that the sloppy teenager in front of him should be such a person.
The old man of the rotten wood likes to meet such a person very much, because it is rumored that in the face of such a person, as long as he can kill him, he can plunder the luck in the dark on his body, and then he can have the same good luck.
The old man didn't expect this kind of rumor to be useful, but he really wanted to squeeze out the benefits of Qin Lang's body, whether it was an elixir or other good things, the old man was very interested.
Therefore, he is now sparing no effort to fool Qin Lang.
"That's right, you are not stupid enough to know how to shelter the Emei faction."
The old man nodded pretendedly, "It's okay to seek refuge from us, and you are already a martial artist at the level of Wu Xuan, even if you become an inner disciple and core disciple of the Emei Sect, it is possible."
However, as I said earlier, if you want to be protected by the Emei faction, you need to prove your worth to the sect, understand?"
"I understand how to pay the premium, right" Qin Lang pretended to be a little idiotic.
A look of embarrassment flashed across Kuchiki's face, but for the fool in front of him, maybe it would be good for him to understand the meaning of "protection money".
So, Masasei Kuchigi said, "Well, not exactly, but you can think so for the time being. ” "Okay, I'll pay a million to Emei, no, ten million, seek refuge, okay" Qin Lang pretended to be a little miser, which made the old man grit his teeth with hatred.
For a figure like the old man of rotten wood, there is not much difference between the banknotes issued by the state and the straw paper used in the thatched house.
"Ten million is not enough" Qin Lang saw that the rotten wood did not look back, and asked tentatively, "Is the 20 million okay?"
The old man of the rotten wood was so angry that he was about to kill, so he simply revealed his true form and sneered: "Do you think it is so easy to save your life, our Emei faction is short of money, but you are a million, ten million, you know how many temples there are on Mount Emei, do you know how many people spend money to burn high incense every day, how many people donate sesame oil money, we will be short of money, are you really stupid, are you calling us Huazi when we are Emei faction?"
"Then how much protection money should I pay," Qin Lang asked with trepidation.
"No amount of money is good," the old man said coldly, "We are not short of money, so you can only use things other than money, things that interest me to save your own life, such as pills, don't you have pills?"
After saying this, the old man of the rotten wood couldn't wait to slap himself directly, because he found that this kid was a complete idiot at all, so he shouldn't go around the bend with this kid, but directly went straight to the point and forced the pill in its original form to ask if it was right, what kind of master of the rivers and lakes, what kind of morality to pretend, just ask directly "Ah pill, you actually want my pill" Qin Lang suddenly became panicked, as if Scrooge had been found in a money jar hidden underground.
When he was panicked, Qin Lang involuntarily retreated, and then in the surprised gaze of the old man of the rotten wood, Qin Lang fell into the abyss behind him
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