"Where are we going?" Qin Lang put on a guarded look, 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 Sect. I really want to make friends with Brother Zhao, so I want to introduce you to the head and elders of the Emei Sect. What do you think?" explain.
"Introduction to the head, the elder? Could it be that the elder Kuimu is going to let me be the guest minister of the Emei Sect?" Qin Lang immediately changed into a flattered look.
"Haha... That's right, with Brother Zhao's means, it's okay to be a guest." The old man Kuchimu laughed, but he was thinking that an idiot like you is also worthy of being a guest. You are just a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. !
"Since we are guests, let's go quickly." Qin Lang laughed and walked towards the cave.
This hidden cave is definitely not leading to the Emei School Gate, because there is a cliff at the exit of the cave, and it is a bottomless cliff.
"Elder Kuanmu, is this the mountain gate of the Emei Sect?" Qin Lang looked at the old man Kuimu suspiciously.
The smile on the old man's face suddenly turned cold: "If you want to go to the gate of the Emei Sect, it depends on how loyal you are to the Emei Sect. Boy, you should know that I brought you here to save you. Don't you see If you don’t come out, the group of people outside have been surrounding you and are planning to rob you.”
"What! They want to rob me?" Qin Lang opened his mouth in shock.
"Stupid, don't you just know now?" The old man Kuchimu snorted coldly, "I really don't know how you have survived until now. There is a saying called 'wealth is not revealed', haven't you heard of it?"
"I... Of course I have heard of it." Qin Lang said in a panic, "But isn't the Emei faction in charge of order and security in this square city? Does anyone dare to attack me?"
The rotten wood old man cursed that the rotten wood could not be carved, and said with a sneer: "The safety and order of Fangshi is the responsibility of the Emei Sect, but what about after the Fangshi is over? After you leave Xianfeng Temple? Are we still responsible for your safety? "
"Then I'm not very dangerous now!" Qin Lang seemed to suddenly realize.
Kuchiki snorted coldly: "You only know now? But fortunately, it's not too late. As long as you are loyal to the Emei Sect and prove your usefulness, you can get the protection of the Emei Sect. However, I see that your cultivation level is not good enough. After breaking through to the level of Wuxuan, why are you still so... pure in thinking?"
Kuchiki originally wanted to say why Qin Lang was so "stupid", but considering Qin Lang's feelings, he changed stupidity into "simple", but in fact they all mean the same thing.
"Hey... My level of Wuxuan is all raised by pills."
Qin Lang smiled embarrassingly, "Although my family is also a martial arts family, kung fu has long since declined. I didn't even reach the inner breath state, but I entered a cave by mistake a few years ago and got it. Some elixirs, so I broke through to Wuxuan level in a daze. Although there are elixirs, I have no backing, so I heard that there is a market in the Emei sect, so I want to sell elixirs to make some money, and I will be stronger by the way Heroes of the Jianghu. But from what you say, these people are not to be handed over to, it seems that I can only seek asylum from the Emei faction."
Kuchiki nodded slightly, thinking that most of what Qin Lang said was true. The idiot in front of him looks like someone who lacks talent but has a lot of shit luck. In any 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 his shit luck is amazing, and he can always get something for nothing , can always encounter endless adventures, even if the talent is poor, he can quickly reach a certain level. There is no doubt that the scruffy boy in front of him should be such a person.
The old man Kuchimu likes to meet such people, because there are rumors in the world that facing such a person, as long as he can kill him, he can rob him of his dark luck, and then he can have the same good luck as him. The old man Kuchimu didn't expect such rumors to be useful, but he really wanted to squeeze out the benefits of Qin Lang. Whether it was pills or other good things, the old man Kuchimu was very interested. Therefore, he is now sparing no effort to fool Qin Lang.
"That's right, you're not stupid enough to know to seek refuge from the Emei Sect." The old man Kuchimu nodded pretendingly, "It's okay to seek asylum from us, and you are already a martial artist at the Wuxuan level, even if you become a member of the Emei Sect Both disciples and core disciples are possible. However, as I said just now, if you want to get the protection of the Emei Sect, you need to prove your worth to the sect, understand?"
"I understand - pay the premium, right?" Qin Lang pretended to be an idiot.
A look of embarrassment flashed across Kuchiki's face, but for the idiot in front of him, maybe it's not bad if he understands the meaning of "protection fee". So, Kuchiki said sternly: "Uh... not exactly, but you can think so for the time being."
"Well, I will hand over one million to the Emei faction... no, ten million, and seek shelter, okay?" Qin Lang once again pretended to be a miser, which made the old man gnash his teeth with hatred.
People like the old man Kuchimu went out in person, is it for a mere one million or ten million money? For a character like the deadwood old man, there is not much difference between the banknotes issued by the state and the papyrus used in the latrine.
"Ten million is not enough?" Qin Lang saw that Kuimu didn't look back, and asked tentatively, "Is twenty million okay?"
The old man Kuchimu was so angry that he was about to kill someone, so he simply showed his true colors and sneered: "You think it's so easy to save your life? Is our Emei sect short of money? But you have a million, ten million? Do you know how many people are there on Mount Emei? A temple, do you know how many people spend money to burn high incense and how many people donate money for sesame oil? Will we be short of money? What an idiot! Don’t you think that our Emei sect is beggars?”
"Then how much protection fee should I pay?" Qin Lang asked with trepidation.
"It doesn't matter how much money you have!" The rotten wood old man said coldly, "We are not short of money! So, you can only use things other than money, things that I am interested in, to save your life! — such as pills, aren't you Is there any medicine?"
After saying this, the rotten wood old man wanted to slap himself directly, because he found that this kid was a complete idiot, he shouldn't have to go around with this kid, but directly asked about the elixir straight to the point, showing his true colors! That's right, just pretend to be a high-ranking scholar or a respectable person, just ask directly!
"Ah... elixir, you want my elixir?" Qin Lang suddenly became panicked, as if a miser had been found with a money jar hidden in the ground. When he was panicking, Qin Lang involuntarily backed away, and then under the surprised eyes of the old man Kuchimu, Qin Lang fell into the abyss behind him.