Miao Tianjie had long been dissatisfied with the attitude of these handyman disciples. Every time they saw these special disciples who directly joined the Lu Sect as followers and entered the outer sect, they felt as if they had met their enemies.
They speak coldly or sarcastically, have a harsh and mean attitude, and criticize others for no reason when completing tasks. He even found excuses to deduct their merit points anytime and anywhere. Miao Tianjie had long wanted to beat them.
Over the past few days, Miao Tianjie has painstakingly studied the disciplines of disciples of the Vinaya Sect. The status of outer disciples is much higher than that of servant disciples. For an outer disciple like him, even if he beats a servant disciple, he will be fined at most. There will be no merit points...
Rolling up his sleeves, Miao Tianjie had just rushed in front of the handyman disciple, and the handyman disciple had already yelled.
"Senior Brother Xingdian please testify that he was just forced to defend himself and did not intend to offend the outer disciples!"
With a loud roar, the handyman disciple passed by Miao Tianjie like the wind. The moment he passed by Miao Tianjie, he struck Miao Tianjie eighteen times with his elbows and knees. .
The punch was like thunder and as powerful as a bell hammer. It struck hard into Miao Tianjie's flesh and bones, shattering dozens of bones in his body.
Miao Tianjie howled miserably, his body went limp, he fell to the ground and slid forward far away.
The handyman disciple who took action calmly stood up, patted his sleeves, and looked at Yin Feifei and the others with cold eyes.
"It's true that you are outer sect brothers, but your cultivation is not as good as mine. If you want to beat me, you have to be able to beat me."
The handyman disciple's words were full of disdain. He snorted softly, turned around and left.
The fat on Yin Feifei's face trembled, and he slowly took a step forward.
"Even if there is something wrong with Xiao Miaozi, why do you have to be so ruthless?"
"It hurts his muscles and bones. He won't be able to move for at least two months."
The handyman disciple turned around and smiled coldly.
"He is still alive, so I have not violated the sect's laws. If you are dissatisfied, you can come and beat me!"
Yin Feifei's body trembled. He wanted to rush up and beat the handyman disciple, but seeing Miao Tianjie lying on the ground who didn't even dare to twitch and screamed in pain at the slightest movement of his body, he thought again. Lost that courage.
Several Xingdian disciples wearing blood-stained clothes with black beast heads tattooed on their sleeves were like ghosts, quietly turning out from behind a tree not far away. They looked at this side with great interest, holding the torture stick covered with barbs with both hands, as if they were watching a show.
The Vinaya sect has strict laws, but it does not prohibit its disciples from fighting.
At this point, the Vinaya Sect is still very 'open'. As long as there are no too tragic bloody conflicts, tens of thousands of sect members are seriously injured and tens of thousands of disciples die every year, this is not a big deal to the Vinaya Sect.
In the future, the disciples of the Vinaya Sect will travel around the world and monitor all directions. The people who are their enemies include dignitaries from aristocratic families, disciples of large sects, evil spirits, heretics, and even bandits. Every disciple of the Vinaya Sect has his hands full of blood, and every disciple of the Vinaya Sect has killed countless people.
Through a lot of fighting and fighting within the sect, the ferocious aura of the disciples of the Lu Zong was cultivated. This is something that the senior officials of the Lu Zong and even the Holy Dharma Sect have acquiesced in. In fact, the Holy Dharma Sect is still promoting this kind of struggle between disciples intentionally or unintentionally.
Therefore, the disciples of the Hall of Punishment did not step forward to stop Yin Feifei, but stood aside and watched with leisure.
It was early in the morning, and people were coming in and out of the surrounding mansions. Some inner disciples also came out with their followers, looking over here with their arms folded. Most of these people are from aristocratic families who are worried about the world being in chaos and longing for more liveliness.
Yin Feifei clenched his hands into fists and looked nervously at the handyman disciple. He took two steps forward, but before he could make a move, someone was already making a loud noise behind him.
"Fat man, damn fat man, beat him up!"
"As a disciple of the Vinaya Sect, you can't help but fight privately. Beat him!"
"Damn fat man, beat this damn face to death, Your Majesty, I will reward you with a penny."
Yin Feifei turned his head and saw angrily that a few tender-skinned young men were shouting and making trouble with their fists.
He was so angry that he stamped his feet, and just as he was about to speak, the handyman disciple narrowed his eyes and rushed directly in front of him.
A heavy punch hit Yin Feifei's belly. Yin Feifei's belly was round and extremely fat, and almost the entire arm of the handyman disciple was punched into his belly. Yin Feifei howled miserably, and his round body was sent flying up, and he crashed into the three Yin Feijie behind him.
Yin Feixu, Yin Feijie, and Yin Feiyun stretched out their hands at the same time, supporting Yin Feifei in a panic.
Their six arms pierced Yin Feifei's back almost simultaneously, sinking deeply into his thick fat.
Yin Feifei's extremely elastic fat bounced up. The fat on his back bounced as he was retreating. He vomited blood and flew forward a few steps, and then hit the ground hard. His belly was too round and too big. After he fell to the ground, he bounced up hard and fell back down again.
Yin Feixu and the other three took a few steps back at the same time, and people nearby heard the "clicking" sound coming from their arms.
The handyman disciple sneered, pointed at Yin Feifei who fell on the ground, and sighed at the punishment hall disciples.
"Several senior brothers saw him. He stomped his feet and prepared to attack. Only then did the junior brothers fight back."
"His movements were too slow and his strength was too weak, so he was knocked down by me, my junior brother, before he could take action."
The handyman disciple cleverly described Yin Feifei's stomping of his feet as a deliberate attack. Several of the execution hall disciples obviously agreed with his statement, nodding and smiling disapprovingly.
Yin Feixu was furious and scolded him sharply.
"What a fart!"
The handyman disciple had just severely injured Miao Tianjie, but Yin Feixu and the others were not very angry. Miao Tianjie was not related to them, nor was he acquainted with them.
But Yin Feifei was injured, and the three of them took action to support Yin Feifei at the same time.
This is a member of the family, a member of the Yuanlu world. They may have disputes and even fights internally, but when dealing with the outside world, the members of the family are unanimous in dealing with the outside world and rarely turn their swords inwards.
However, this handyman disciple was too strong, and Yin Feifei was knocked out. They held Yin Feifei up at the same time, but the other party sent a dark force through Yin Feifei's huge body, shaking the bones and muscles of his arms. injured at the same time.
Hearing the strange behavior of the handyman disciples, Yin Feixu became angry and immediately scolded him unscrupulously.
"How dare you! Do you think we are treating things unfairly?"
"You dare to question the disciples of the Hall of Punishment, are you going to rebel?"
Several disciples of the execution hall rushed forward, and two of them, who were very familiar with each other, grabbed Yin Feixu's shoulders. The other person pulled out a long wooden board made of iron wood from his waist and pointed it at Yin Feixu's shoulder. His face was twitching all over.
The sound of 'papapapa' was like thunder. The disciples of Xingdian were very good at palming the mouth and had great strength in their hands. Yin Feixu's head was whipped around, and he received ten slaps in the blink of an eye.
Yin Feixu's face quickly swelled and turned purple, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth spurted out.
The disciple who took action pointed at Yin Feixu's nose with the wooden board in his palm and warned in a cold tone.
"Go back well and study the laws of our sect. Disciples of the Hall of Punishment, there is no room for doubt. Anyone who violates it, hehe!"
Several disciples from the execution hall sneered a few times, glanced at Yin Feiyun and Yin Feijie, and then turned around and left.
To them, it was just a small punishment for a few outer disciples who didn't know whether to live or die. What did it mean
The handyman disciple bowed deeply to several punishment hall disciples with a smile on his face. The flattering smile on his face was simply disgusting.
After several disciples from the execution hall left, the handyman disciple straightened up and came out with a dead face again. He pointed at Miao Tianjie and Yin Feifei lying on the ground, and then pointed at Yin Feixu whose face was covered in blood, and laughed mockingly.
"I kindly remind you that if you fail to complete the task of three hundred cauldrons of rosin firewood today, each of you will have two merit points deducted."
"Tsk, tsk, how many merit points have you saved now?"
After sneering a few times proudly, the handyman disciple walked proudly to another mansion and threw a task book to a few young men and women standing in front of the door.
Deliberately squeezing out a sharp voice, the handyman disciple spoke in a weird voice.
"You have to be careful, don't learn some unflattering things. If you break the sect's rules, you will suffer the consequences yourself."
Miao Tianjie, who was lying on the ground beside him, suddenly raised his head. Regardless of the severe pain of broken bones all over his body, he howled with a lung-splitting roar.
"Boy, if you have the guts to leave a name for yourself, I've never suffered like this before!"
The handyman disciple sneered and pointed back at Miao Tianjie.
"I'm waiting! I'm waiting for you to take revenge!"
"If you don't come, you're just a son of a bitch."
"You won't change your name in work, and you won't change your surname in office. Junior brother is just a first-class handyman disciple, Luo Tianguang's."
After announcing his name with a sneer, Luo Tianguang turned around and left, continuing to distribute the tasks assigned to them today to the followers of the inner disciples he was responsible for.
For Luo Tianguang, handing out these task books every morning is also a sect task given to him by the sect. The task is not onerous, but the reward is very rich. With ten merit points each time, it is much easier and more enjoyable than completing other tasks.
"Luo Tianguang!"
Yin Feixu gritted her teeth and repeated the name fiercely.
Yin Feiyun and Yin Feijie didn't say a word, and carefully carried Yin Feifei who was vomiting blood and Miao Tianjie who was suffering from fractures back to the yard.
Miao Tianjie was fine, but Yin Feifei caused them great trouble. His weight was not a problem, but his size was too huge. Yin Feiyun and Yin Feijie worked together to drag him back with great difficulty.
Qing Ling was cooking meat porridge in the kitchen. She stood by the pot and used a long-handled spoon to scoop up a little bit of porridge and soup from time to time to test the taste.
Qing Ling, who was shaking her head, was deeply intoxicated by the delicious meat porridge. She was about to ask Yin Feifei and others to have breakfast before going to work, when she heard the sound of Yin Feifei vomiting blood loudly in the yard.
hurriedly dropped the spoon and rushed out of the kitchen. Qing Ling saw Yin Feifei covered in blood, and then looked at Yin Feixu's bruised and swollen face. She picked up her skirt and went to Yin Xuuge's retreat room. run.
"Master, Master, it's not good, Fatty Fatty and Liu Xu'er were both injured."
"And that naughty little seedling was beaten like a dead dog."
"Master, Master, how many eggs are Fatty and the others going to use to reduce swelling this time?"
"The eggs here are very valuable. It only takes five copper coins to buy an egg. The people selling eggs in the Vinaya are so evil."
Before Yin Feiyun and Yin Feijie could stop him, Qing Ling had already grabbed a wooden stick and hit the quiet room door where Yin Xuuge was retreating with a bang.
(End of chapter)