It was probably the first time for Sword Master Bugui to experience such a thing as being called to ask for salary, and there was a momentary emptiness on his expressionless face.
Song Nanshi looked over calmly.
After a long time, he came back to his senses, looked at the unfamiliar apprentice in front of him and the account book she held in front of him, and fell silent.
He calmly asked: "Before I was mostly not in Lanze Peak, who was in charge of your monthly records at that time."
Song Nanshi: "It's the second senior sister."
Not Returning Sword Master: "Then this time..."
Song Nanshi hurriedly answered: "This time when the master went out, he took the second senior sister away."
After a pause, she reminded vaguely; "Master seems to be leaving in a hurry."
Not Returning Sword Master: "..."
Before leaving this time, Zhu Xiu seemed to have said that Lan Zefeng still had things to arrange.
But this time, it was about "her", and he didn't want to delay any longer.
However, Song Nanshi seemed to be afraid that he would not remember, and kindly reminded: "Master, have you remembered? Disciple can elaborate."
Not Returning Sword Master: "...my memory is not that bad."
Song Nanshi immediately beamed with joy, and without a trace, pushed the account book in his hand in front of Bugui Jianzun, and said cryptically, "Then Master...this monthly salary..."
A look that is afraid that he will rely on his salary.
Sword Master Bugui closed his eyes.
Since he became qualified to be in charge of a peak, his cultivation base has become more and more refined, and his emotions have rarely fluctuated.
Even hearing the news of that person, he was more surprised than happy.
But this time...
Sword Master Bugui opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the apprentice in front of him.
"I'm not going to treat my disciple harshly." He said coldly.
The deity came out, and it seemed that he was really angry.
Song Nanshi smiled and said, "I understand."
Master Sword of Not Returning turned around, out of sight.
He said coldly: "You go back, tomorrow I will ask your second senior sister to send your monthly salary over."
Song Nanshi successfully asked for his salary, saluted quickly, turned around and left.
In Wuliangzong, the monthly salary of direct disciples is eighty high-grade spirit stones per month, which is equivalent to death wages.
But I have passed on my disciples personally, and the resources and spiritual stones given by the master are countless. Who would really live on these eighty spiritual stones?
Southern Song Dynasty.
She is probably the worst direct disciple of the entire Wuliang sect.
But she was able to get to the present field, all by herself.
As the hero of a book, Jianzun Bugui is not a stingy person, and he can't do things that treat his disciples harshly.
But at the same time, as a proud male lead, he didn't see anyone except Bai Yueguang in the early stage, and he didn't see anyone except the female lead in the later stage.
Their group of apprentices is also "anyone".
If you take the initiative to ask for it, he will never be stingy, and if you don't ask for it, he will not consider what you need.
The protagonists each have their own strengths, and they never took the initiative to speak.
Song Nanshi, a poor cannon fodder, has no confidence, but based on the principle that the less the protagonist's affairs are involved, the later the cannon fodder will be later, and he didn't ask the master for anything other than a monthly salary.
In the words of the old man Shi, he thinks his life is easy.
That night, Song Nanshi had a good night's sleep with the dream of being able to instantly earn two thousand spirit stones upon waking up.
As soon as he woke up, as usual, he would turn on the magic stick system and draw a hexagram first.
Before the lottery, she washed her hands eight times, and even snatched a seat with a good view from the morning exercise disciples.
Then use up all the piety in this life, and wish yourself a lottery that will make you rich overnight.
A black sign popped out.
Song Nanshi looked intently.
Today, morning.
Yes, keep your feet on the ground.
Not suitable, get rich overnight.
sign.
Song Nanshi: "..."
The words "It's not suitable to get rich overnight" are specially bolded in bold.
She suspected that she was being ridiculed by this magic stick system.
Song Nanshi directly turned off the lottery interface with a dark face, and said coldly: "Feudal superstition!"
Turn around and leave aggressively.
The disciples who were doing morning exercises next to her were bewildered by her operation.
Someone asked hesitantly: "I remember that this junior sister is a hexagram master? Why are you still talking about feudal superstition?"
In the Southern Song Dynasty, he was quite famous in Wuliangzong.
After all, as a disciple of Lan Zefeng, instead of learning swords, she became a hexagram teacher with that old man in Xuantong Peak who had lost thirteen disciples. Everyone thought she was out of her mind.
Another person said clearly: "This is regret for becoming a hexagram teacher."
The man shook his head.
The others also shook their heads.
This Junior Sister Song is pitiful.
Poor Song Nanshi had just returned to the cave when he saw his second senior sister waiting for her.
She suddenly felt that the second senior sister was so refreshing.
Her two thousand spirit stones came.
Seeing her coming back, Zhu Xiu said guiltily: "Junior Sister, blame me for not making arrangements two years ago."
Song Nanshi wondered what excuses you were making for the scumbag man, and immediately said: "It's not the senior sister's fault, I..."
Before I finished speaking, I heard Zhu Xiu say: "...so I added a little more to my junior sister's original monthly salary to make up three thousand spirit stones, which can be regarded as my senior sister's apology."
Song Nanshi: "..."
She swallowed her words on the spot.
Looking up again, I saw the light of a rich woman exuding from the senior sister.
The rich woman said sincerely: "I hope my junior sister will not refuse."
Song Nanshi was also very sincere: "How can I live up to my senior sister's kindness."
So, the deal is done.
The rich woman is very satisfied.
Song Nanshi was more satisfied.
The atmosphere was happy for a while.
The rich woman felt that today's junior sister seems to be much easier to talk to.
This is a rare opportunity, so she decided to take this opportunity to reveal her ultimate purpose for coming.
So, Song Nanshi was still savoring the feeling of the Lingshi, when he heard the senior sister lower her voice and say: "To be honest, the senior sister came here this time, and there is actually one more thing that I would like to clarify for the senior sister."
Song Nanshi assured the ticket on the spot: "Senior Sister, just say it, Junior Sister knows everything!"
Zhu Xiu said in one breath: "So the disciple who eloped from Sanjiu Peak has finally been found?"
Song Nanshi: "..."
Looking up, there was a pair of longing eyes from the senior sister.
The left eye is written with eight, and the right eye is written with hexagrams.
Song Nanshi was silent for a moment, without changing his face, he said: "I didn't find it, but that uncle inquired about something serious."
Sister: "What?"
Song Nanshi: "That Yaozu girl's ethnic group is polyandry!"
The senior sister was excited: "It's so?!"
Song Nanshi looked over.
The senior sister immediately changed her tone and condemned: "It's so!"
An imperceptible smile appeared on Song Nanshi's face: "Not only that, but that Yaozu girl already had a husband before that, and she is the main wife."
The senior sister took a deep breath: "That junior brother..."
Song Nanshi said sadly: "Go to the concubine's room."
The senior sister was shocked for a moment.
Song Nanshi saw that she couldn't recover, so he simply did his own thing first.
When Zhu Xiu reacted, he saw that his junior sister was holding a black jade stick in her hand and was carving something with a carving knife.
She has good eyesight and saw the word "li".
There is also a graphic made up of lines of uniform thickness but varying lengths.
The senior sister was curious: "This is?"
Song Nanshi explained: "This is the Li Gua in the Eight Diagrams."
Senior sister grasped the point: "Gossip?"
Song Nanshi: "...not the gossip you think."
The senior sister also reacted, and smiled sarcastically: "Then this pattern..."
Song Nanshi touched the square pattern made up of lines of different lengths, and said: "These lines are called lines, and the shape formed by these lines is the hexagram of Li Gua."
She said: "Our hexagram master's self-protection method."
The senior sister was very interested: "Then can you demonstrate it to me? I have never played against a Gua Shi before."
Song Nanshi smiled, and suddenly said: "Life is fire."
After the words fell, a dark light flashed on the black jade sign, and a cluster of flames appeared in Song Nanshi's palm.
She lightly stroked the diagram on the black jade stick, and the flame grew bigger and bigger.
There was a hint of surprise in Zhu Xiu's eyes, but it was just a surprise.
After all, it is a recognized fact that the Gua Master's combat effectiveness is not strong.
In the past, when Song Nanshi participated in the Zongmen martial arts competition, no one was willing to fight her, for fear of killing her.
In the Southern Song Dynasty, it was commonplace.
The hexagram teacher has sixty-four hexagrams, and these sixty-four hexagrams are derived from the eight trigrams.
This gossip is also called the eight palaces.
Qiankan Gen Zhen Xun Li Kun Dui.
Tianshui Mountain Thunder Wind Huo Dize.
Qualified divination masters can penetrate one of the hexagrams for their own use as a means of self-protection, while unqualified divination masters can only do fortune-telling for others.
Song Nanshi was considered qualified, or in the words of the old man Shi, he was born with shit luck.
From the first day of learning hexagrams, she found that Li hexagrams were very close to herself.
From fire.
So she can play with fire anytime now (no.
Gua Shi's tricks probably won't catch Jianxiu's eyes, so Song Nanshi put away Lihuo.
At this moment, a trace of sparks splashed on Zhu Xiu's cassock.
A moment later, the vestment, which was worth thousands of gold, looked like paper, with a trace of burning clearly visible.
Neither found out.
Zhu Xiu only vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, he felt that it might be an illusion caused by his unhealed injury.
So, in front of Song Nanshi, she took out a medicine bottle that Song Nanshi was very familiar with.
How can it not be familiar! She bought it wholesale from the second-hand market at the price of eight spirit stones!
——Isn't this the one I gave to that scumbag master yesterday?
Song Nanshi watched helplessly as the senior sister took the medicine she made, poured out two pills and ate them.
She was silent for a moment, then calmly asked: "Senior sister, this elixir is..."
The senior sister smiled and said, "It's the Rejuvenation Pill. The master gave it to me when I was injured. The medicine is very effective."
Song Nanshi: "..." Thank you for complimenting me.
At this moment, Song Nanshi finally had a deeper understanding of how disdainful this master is.
Looking up, the senior sister had a very satisfied smile on her face, as if with this bottle of elixir, her injuries were worth it.
Song Nanshi knew that the senior sister at this moment probably had no admiration for the master, she just followed his lead and wanted to repay.
But this didn't prevent Song Nanshi from feeling disrespected by his master!
What kind of male lead is you so scornful? Wouldn't it be good to enter the crematorium!
She said sincerely: "Senior sister, I know that there is a newly opened crematorium at the foot of the mountain, and the first appointment for living people is 20% off."
Sister: "Huh?"
Song Nanshi: "...it's nothing."
She calmly took out the alchemy furnace, and decided to have a meal to calm down.
Open the lid, the rice is fragrant.
She calmly served herself a bowl.
Just after taking two bites, she heard her senior sister's shocked voice: "Junior sister, you are..."
Song Nanshi: "Eat."
Sister: "You use the alchemy furnace..."
Song Nanshi: "Cook."
Sister: "Then your cooking pot..."
Song Nanshi: "Alchemy."
Sister: "..."
Song Nanshi didn't hear a sound for a long time.
After a long time.
"Boom"!
There was a loud bang.
Song Nanshi immediately turned his head, and saw Zhu Xiu rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Song Nanshi was shocked!
what happened!
Even if you can't understand my heresy of cooking with a pill stove, don't get dizzy!
Or...
Song Nanshi's eyes fell on the medicine bottle that fell beside the senior sister.
medical malpractice.
Song Nanshi's eyes darkened.
On that day, many people in Wuliangzong saw the little hexagram master Song Nanshi holding his unconscious senior sister and running frantically to the medical hall.
...
In the medical hall.
Song Nanshi sat outside the clinic, watching a young doctor walk in calmly.
After a while, the young doctor's face became more and more serious: "Master, uncle, please come here."
Immediately, two middle-aged doctors walked in for diagnosis and treatment.
The middle-aged medical practitioners pondered.
"Uncle..."
"Uncle Master..."
The middle-aged doctors called for foreign aid.
Several elderly doctors walked in.
Another diagnosis and treatment.
The elderly doctors began to scratch their heads and looked at each other.
After a while, a group of doctors surrounded Zhu Xiu and started scratching their heads.
Song Nanshi's heart sank more and more.
Expert consultation.
It's over, shouldn't she drop the heroine butterfly?
Just when Song Nanshi was feeling uneasy, a medical practitioner came out and said with a sad face: "We have good news and bad news, you..."
"Bad news." Song Nanshi rushed to answer.
Doctor: "The bad news is that we can't find out the cause of your senior sister's coma, and there is nothing we can do."
Song Nanshi was weak: "The good news..."
The doctor smiled shyly: "After discussion, we unanimously decided to name this disease after your senior sister!"
Song Nanshi: "..."
Whether this is good news or not, she doesn't know.
But she felt that the three thousand spirit stones she had just acquired might not be enough to compensate her.