My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

But his previous incarnation was lucky and had a long life, so he escaped with his life, but his soul was severely damaged.

Originally, his predecessor had really become a madman at this time. However, his soul had traveled through time and was not affected by the injuries of his predecessor's soul.

The injuries were all on his face, and he looked miserable. Jiang He nodded with satisfaction. He thought that if the Zhao family resigned, he should be able to get more compensation.

After leaving the room, the three disciples were still sleeping in a huddle.

After installing the heating talisman, the room was already very warm, and the quilt that was previously tightly covered had been kicked down to the feet.

The eldest disciple and the second disciple hugged the youngest disciple tightly on each side. Jin'er, who was sleeping between them, had a frown on her usually expressionless face, which looked a little troubled.

Jiang He moved lightly and pushed the door open carefully.

The Zhao family, who was previously on duty, was in Dongfang City.

Dongfang City was the first city to be established. The number and strength of the cultivators living around this city are unmatched by other cities.

There were originally three foundation-building families here, the Zhao family, the Chen family, and the Lin family.

Each of them has a foundation-building cultivator. The Lin family declined because the head of the family and several elders died in an important trade.

The Zhao Mansion in front of us covers an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters. There are guards patrolling outside from time to time, and there are other members of the Zhao family guarding the mansion.

These guards are often jokingly called watchdogs by casual cultivators who can't even get in the door, and they are also part of the Zhao family's pomp.

His sixth-level Qi training level was outstanding among them. Therefore, he was mainly responsible for patrolling near the gate.

A middle-aged man stood at the door with a depressed look on his face, and there was a slap mark on his face exactly the same as Jiang He's.

Seeing Jiang He, his face darkened:

"How dare you come back? You can't even stop a little kid."

Jiang He only knew that this middle-aged man was a steward of the Zhao family, but he was also a cannon fodder in the original novel.

After Lin Chi broke into the Zhao family, he relied on his golden finger: the Xuanhuang Pearl, and slapped everyone in his hand, deliberately humiliating the Zhao family.

The foundation-building cultivator of the Zhao family was just about to take action to kill this ignorant little cultivator, but Lin Chi was not a fool.

At this time, he had already met one of his future concubines: Liu Wan.

On the surface, he is the elder of Wuya Sect, but in reality, he is a hidden man of Demon Sect. The elder of Wuya Sect tried to protect Lin Chi, and the Zhao family had no choice but to bear the loss.

Why is it hard for cannon fodder to be cannon fodder?

Jiang He bowed politely:

"The Zhao family once had a rule that if a guard is injured on duty, he will be compensated with corresponding resources. Besides, my spiritual stones for this month have not yet been paid. I will leave naturally after getting what I deserve."

Butler Zhao was still very angry at this time. His superiors were embarrassed and put all the blame on him. They fined him half a year's salary and made him guard the door for a year. They announced to the public that it was all because of his poor supervision.

He immediately said sarcastically:

"You still want a salary? I let you be the guard because you are at the sixth level of Qi training. I didn't pay attention to the rumors because I saw you were doing your job well. But I didn't expect you to be such a waste that even a fourth-level cultivator couldn't stop you from giving up your previous salary. You should be content. Get out, get out now."

This old wall lamp was taking advantage of him to vent his anger. The Zhao family members inside couldn't stop this fourth-floor guy, so they blamed him.

Jiang He was unhappy now:

"Look at your dog face. Aren't you also at the sixth level of Qi training? How come you were also slapped?"

After that, since his predecessor had no face, he didn’t care about it anymore and immediately shouted at the top of his voice:

"My fellow guards, my fellow Taoists. This housekeeper Zhao is destroying the Zhao family's reputation. I have shed blood for the Zhao family."

The Zhao family is located on the main road of Dongfang City, so there are naturally many wandering cultivators coming and going. His loud voice successfully attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Chapter 9 Humiliation?

"Don't, don't, don't"

Butler Zhao didn't expect this man to be such a scoundrel. He originally planned to play a trick on him and give him the money after he bowed his head and begged for mercy. He didn't intend to default on the debt.

After all, families that live among the casual cultivators all attach great importance to reputation. Otherwise, who would dare to trade with you?

"Here you go, all yours, get out of here now." Butler Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly.

"So this old bastard wanted to take my hard-earned money." Jiang He ignored him and continued to yell loudly.

"Shut up! How can this be? A cultivator has no dignity at all, and has no dignity at all just to ask for a few dozen spirit stones."

The girl's cold voice came from inside the Zhao residence, with a hint of irritability.

Zhao Qiujun was feeling depressed. She had always been resistant to the marriage arranged by her family and practiced hard just to control her own destiny.

At the age of eighteen, he entered the eighth level of Qi training and became an inner disciple of the Wuya Sect.

The Lin family happened to be in decline, and Lin Chi's cultivation had not improved at all.

Under her firm opposition, the Zhao family finally canceled the engagement.

As a result, Lin Chi somehow attached himself to Elder Liu, physically slapped the Zhao family in the face in public, and even threatened to break off the engagement himself.

How could she, who already thought highly of herself, endure such a great humiliation?

In her eyes, Jiang He was a cultivator in his forties whose cultivation level was not as high as hers. He just ate and waited for death all day long and was like a waste. Just looking at him made her look dirty.

If it were usual, she would not bother to pay attention, but today she was in a bad mood.

"Miss, these so-called few dozen spirit stones were earned with my life. Is face more important than life?"

What he said was true. After being slapped, my predecessor was no different from a dead person.

The girl in front of him was wearing a yellow skirt. Her figure was still tender, but her face was fair and flawless, showing her grace and a hint of pride between her brows.

My previous life had seen her from afar a few times. This was the young lady of the Zhao family who had broken off the engagement.

This appearance is worthy of being the female supporting role that can help the male lead break up the engagement, but it's a pity that the ending is rather tragic.

Jiang He recalled the ending of the Zhao family: that night, Lin Chi broke through the late stage of Qi training, broke into the Zhao family, and killed Zhao Qiujun's father, the head of the Zhao family, while Liu Wan secretly protected and assisted Lin Chi in killing the Zhao family's foundation-building ancestor.

All the Manchus were annihilated and piled up into a Jingguan.

Zhao Qiujun’s head was piled on the top of the Jingguan. It has to be said that this male protagonist was really decisive and ruthless.

I don’t know how many innocent people died.

I didn’t think much of this novel when I first read it, but after coming to this world, every person I come into contact with is a living being rather than just cold words.

Even the sarcastic housekeeper Zhao, or this arrogant eldest lady.

Is there really a way to die?

Hearing this, Zhao Qiujun's expression became even more contemptuous. In her opinion, who didn't know Lin Chi's spiritual skills, Jiang He was just slapped in the face, but he shamelessly said that he paid for it with his life.

I want to see how shameless this middle-aged monk is.

Thinking of this, she grabbed a handful of spirit stones from her purse and threw them on the ground casually.

In the sunlight, the round, crystal-clear spirit stone emitted a faint glow, rolling back and forth beside her delicate embroidered shoes. "This spirit stone, do you want to take it or not?"

Hearing this, Jiang He got angry:

"Miss, why are you humiliating me like this? This spirit stone is what I deserve."

"How could my Zhao family do such a thing?" Zhao Qiujun crossed his arms, looking arrogant, "This spiritual stone is an extra reward for you. In consideration of your hard work and great contributions."

She deliberately emphasized the hard work and great contribution at the end.

Is there such a good thing?

It seems that this young lady has become stupid from practicing all day long, and has no idea of ​​the difficult living conditions of independent practitioners in the outside world.

My previous life was considered well-off. After all, I was at the sixth level of Qi training in my prime, and I could earn ten spirit stones a month by working as a security guard in the Zhao family.

However, those cultivators who were in the early stages of Qi training worked hard to draw talismans, but they might not earn even ten spirit stones in a month.

Dignity? Is it important to have a life?

At least he doesn't have the foundation yet. Living alone is fine, but there are three little girls behind him.

Jiang He pounced on his food like a hungry tiger, and hurriedly picked up the spirit stone that had rolled to the ground.

Until I saw a pair of embroidered shoes in front of me, and then looking up I could see white stockings wrapped around tight calves.

I don't know if the young lady's legs are white, but they are definitely very long.

"Well, Miss, please move your feet."

Several spirit stones were scattered between her feet. Zhao Qiujun looked at Jiang He, who was already busy picking up spirit stones at her feet. She quickly covered her mouth and nose and took two steps back in disgust.

Jiang He was speechless for a while.

Damn girl, I will remember this grudge.

When you are beheaded by Lin Chi, you will have to pee a few times.

Jiang He left the Zhao family with a huge amount of spirit stones in his pocket, feeling satisfied.

There were often cultivators passing by on the road, and Jiang He always felt that their eyes were vaguely cast towards the spirit stone in his arms, making him unable to help but tighten his grip on the long sword at his waist.

But when I looked up, the feeling of being watched disappeared.

But on the way back, I didn't encounter any scenes of murder and robbery.

"I am just too nervous. It is nothing for a sixth-level cultivator to have hundreds of spirit stones. It is just that my previous life was too poor."

Jiang He laughed at himself in his heart.

I have offended the Zhao family this time, but they will not come again in the future.

The ten spirit stones for this month, the twenty spirit stones as compensation, plus the fifteen spirit stones lost by Zhao Qiujun, and the nineteen spirit stones left by himself, totaling sixty-four spirit stones.

With this money, many plans can be implemented.

Jiang He was thinking about future changes.

Lin Chi’s broken engagement is the beginning of the novel, and various events follow from there.

The first to be hit was the destruction of Wuya Sect. Liu Wan had been lurking in Wuya Sect for more than ten years, from the Qi training stage to the foundation building stage, and finally became a guest elder, but she never forgot her original intention.

After figuring out the Wuya Sect's formation and strengths and weaknesses, he finally found a perfect opportunity, contacted the Xuanming Sect to launch a surprise attack, and captured Qingmu City in one fell swoop.

Lin Chi was originally hunted by Wuya Sect for slaughtering the Zhao family, and fled from Qingmu City in a panic. Therefore, he returned as an inner sect disciple of Xuanming Sect.

These wars have nothing to do with them, the lower-level cultivators. As long as they do not take the initiative to participate, the Xuanming Sect will not make things difficult for them.

However, it is possible to make some money from the war. Although Qingmu Castle suffered from exploitation under the rule of Wuyamen, it has enjoyed peace for a long time.

Combat talismans are not selling well, but once a war breaks out, the price of this thing will skyrocket.

The market in Dongfang City is obviously more prosperous than that in Xifang City. Jiang He thought of the look Bai Minxin had given to Tanghulu before, and simply bought a rack of Tanghulu.

Then he carried the shelf to the dairy shop and ordered a month's supply of spiritual milk for three people. Since the word "spiritual" was mentioned in this milk, the price more than doubled, and it cost him nine spiritual stones.

The three children were in very poor health, so Jiang He thought of buying some milk to nourish them. He immediately went to place an order.

After placing the order, I started to regret it. Now I don't have a stable source of spiritual stones. Every spiritual stone should be used wisely.

Jiang He sighed.

Chapter 10 New Home

Jiang He hesitated for a while, then bought a large bag of spirit bird feed and spent three spirit stones to give it to Grandma Sun.

One reason was to show her care for the three disciples, and the other was to build a good relationship so that it would be convenient to buy talisman paper from her in the future.

In the future, he will definitely practice and draw talismans a lot. If he can get certain discounts, he will be able to save a lot of spirit stones over time.

the other side.

In the yard, Bai Minxin stretched out his right hand.

Her five fingers were covered in blood, her nails had been cruelly crushed, leaving only scattered fragments embedded in the flesh.

A bird happily landed on her white palm, chirping.

Bai Minxin gently combed his feathers, and the bird rubbed its little head against her palm affectionately.

Since childhood, she has had a special affinity for animals.

However, in her opinion, this is the curse of her life.

With a whine, the tender feathers flew everywhere, leaving only a pool of broken flesh and feathers in the palm of his hand.

She narrowed her eyes with great enjoyment.

If this is him.