Dark Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 98 Guarding the Village

"Junior Brother Zhang, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

As soon as Zhang Qing finished speaking, the young cultivator immediately stood up to return the greeting, looking as if to say, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He also enthusiastically introduced, "This is Elder Fan, the village chief of Shiqiao Village!"

The elderly cultivator stood up shakily: "I am Fan Xin, greetings to the Venerable Cultivator."

After some polite greetings, the three sat down and began to talk.

This young cultivator is the current resident cultivator of Shiqiao Village, and he has been waiting for Zhang Qing to come and take over in the past two days.

This person is already eager to step down.

Of course, the handover process still needs to be followed.

After verifying the identity badge, the young cultivator handed a key to Zhang Qing.

This is the key to his residence.

Then, the young fellow disciple, together with the old village chief, explained to Zhang Qing in detail the duties of the resident cultivators.

Shiqiao Village has a total of 127 households, with a population of just over 600 but less than 700, and owns several thousand acres of farmland.

And some mountain orchards.

Everyone in this village was a tenant farmer of the Xuanming Lower Court, who had cultivated the fields for the outer gate of the Xuanming Palace for generations.

As resident cultivators, their basic task is to ensure the safety of the village and eliminate small ferocious beasts that ordinary farmers cannot handle.

Monsters, and evil!

Of course, this place is far from the Black Mist Zone, and evil spirits are very rare. If the garrisoned cultivators cannot solve the problem, they can also ask the sect for help.

In fact, the main problem the resident monks encountered was that some gophers and mountain foxes liked to destroy crops and kill livestock.

Coiled snake, night wolf, etc.

In addition, it is necessary to guard against bandits and thieves who raid villages.

Overall, Shiqiao Village is quite safe.

During Zhang Qing's predecessor's tenure, there were very few situations where he needed to personally intervene.

Even if nothing is wrong, one cannot leave one's post without authorization.

The lower house regularly dispatches deacons to patrol the various tenant villages.

If you are caught violating the rules, you may be expelled from the outer club if the violation is serious!

However, the resident monks are allowed to go out once every so often.

You must talk to the village chief beforehand and not act on your own.

"Remember this, remember this!"

The young cultivator gave a final word of advice: "Junior Brother Zhang, when you are stationed in the village, stability is paramount. Do not act rashly in any way."

Zhang Qing clasped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

You're too kind.

The young cultivator laughed heartily: "I've told you everything I needed to. Junior Brother Zhang, farewell to our sect!"

"Goodbye!"

After seeing off the former resident cultivator, Elder Fan said to Zhang Qing, "Master, let me take you to your residence."

"This is troublesome."

So, led by the old village chief, Zhang Qing arrived at the place where he would be living for the next six months.

The houses in this village, like those in Yingji, are built with stones from the ancient ruins, emphasizing sturdiness and durability. However, they are not very attractive and appear quite crude.

However, the residence of the resident monks was the best in the entire village.

The three adjacent stone houses, plus the enclosed courtyard, offered a much larger living space than the single rooms in the lower courtyard.

There was even a large tree planted in the yard, with lush branches and leaves, full of vitality.

Zhang Qing opened the door and, accompanied by Village Chief Fan, walked around the house inside and out.

The room was fully furnished with all the necessary furniture and daily necessities. Zhang Qing's ex-girlfriend had even left behind a full water tank, several bundles of firewood, and a bucket of rice.

Basically, you can move in with just your belongings.

In addition, the house, both inside and out, was thoroughly cleaned.

Overall, Zhang Qing was quite satisfied.

The only downside is that the concentration of spiritual energy here is higher than in Yingji.

It can't compare to the Xuanming Lower Academy!

This means that Zhang Qing's cultivation efficiency will decrease significantly over the next six months.

But this is something that can't be helped.

Fortunately, it only lasted for six months.

After inspecting the house, Village Chief Fan cautiously asked, "Shangxiu, is there anything else you need?"

Zhang Qing shook his head: "Not at the moment."

"Then I shall take my leave. Please feel free to give me any instructions."

The village chief's residence is actually very close to here; you can hear him clearly if he shouts.

After Village Chief Fan left, Zhang Qing took out bedding and other items from his storage bag and arranged them in his bedroom.

Soon the new home was taking shape.

Just as Zhang Qing finished, there was a gentle knock on the courtyard door: "Shang Xiu?"

Zhang Qing was slightly taken aback, then went over and opened the courtyard gate.

Then, the old village chief Fan returned, followed by two young girls.

The two girls were about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in very simple cloth clothes. Their skin was dark and a bit rough, and their appearance could only be described as pretty, not beautiful.

It's simply because they're young.

They were all nervous and shy, and kept their heads down, not daring to look at Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing asked in confusion, "Old village chief, what's going on?"

"Both of these children are from the village and are willing to serve Shangxiu."

Village Chief Fan said with a smile, "You can choose one, or keep both of them. It's their good fortune to serve you."

Zhang Qing suddenly realized the obvious, and was both amused and exasperated.

What is this?

Is it a sugar-coated bullet?

He shook his head: "No need, I prefer to be alone in peace and quiet, it won't affect my cultivation."

Although Zhang Qing now feels a little craving meat from time to time after eating it a few times.

But he only tasted delicacies and didn't really think much of the wild vegetables from the fields.

Zhang Qing wasn't that hungry.

Most importantly, Zhang Qing didn't want several outsiders watching him every day.

After all, he harbors a big secret!

Zhang Qing's refusal made the old village chief's smile awkward, while the two village girls showed obvious disappointment.

One of them quickly glanced at Zhang Qing, bit his lip, and lowered his head again.

The village chief, Old Fan, was filled with trepidation: "So that's how it is! I was very rude!"

"It's alright."

Zhang Qing thought for a moment and said, "How about this, from now on, she can come and clean the house for me every three days."

He pointed to the girl who had just been peeking at him.

This village girl is not only quite bold, but also quite ambitious.

If the appearances are similar, of course you should choose the bigger one.

"Her name is Xiao Cui."

Village Chief Fan was immediately relieved and beamed with joy: "Please rest assured, she will definitely do her job well."

"That's settled then."

Zhang Qing said, "Don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary."

After dismissing the white-haired old village chief, Zhang Qing returned to his room and took out a talisman from his storage bag.

Message symbol.

Hu Meier had given him three communication talismans before.

Zhang Qing has already used two cards.

Now that Zhang Qing has been assigned to guard Shiqiao Village, he naturally needs to notify this beautiful fox spirit as soon as possible.

It's all the fault of Old Village Chief Fan, who insisted on playing tricks on Zhang Qing.

This aroused his interest.

The next moment, the talisman in his hand transformed into a streak of light, instantly flying out of the room and soaring into the sky.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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