But because Chu Dong studied all day long, he really didn’t have time to make money. In addition, he had no father or mother, and had to pay for food and clothing by himself. That’s why he took this job, and it was given to him by Wu Yong.

Wire.

Chu Dong was still grateful at the beginning, but no matter how you look at it now, it's all hurting him.

Chu Dong did not agree immediately, but said: "Village Chief, it is so dangerous tonight, I don't want to die."

The villagers gnashed their teeth anxiously and looked at the people around them. No one dared to look at the old man for fear of getting burned.

"Hey! If you don't fight, something will happen. Chu Dong, are you okay? I went to the house to ask for a talisman for you.

You should help the village chief."

Chu Dong: "It's not impossible to ask me to do the update.

You have to pay more, it’s money that buys your life.”

The surrounding villagers were a little surprised, because this Chu Dong was so strange. In the past, this stupid scholar was submissive and rarely talked, but today he actually asked for money?

Aren’t scholars very noble?

But Chu Dong was helpless. His appetite was too big now. Even if his intelligence and brain fusion were improved, he still wanted to eat something good. This poor scholar didn't have a penny on his body.

Wu Yong: "Village chief, if no one calls the clock, something will happen to someone again tonight."

Village Chief: "My monthly payment has been raised from one tael to ten taels, which is the limit of what I can give you. Chu Dong, I will take good care of you. If something happens again, I will not be able to keep my position as the village chief!"

Someone immediately became dissatisfied: "These ten taels of silver are enough for our expenses for a year!"

Chu Dong: "Either you go?"

The dissatisfied person immediately lost his voice. If you have a life to earn this money, you have to have a life to spend it.

"Brother, you and I have learned the technique, but this is not how we should use it."

The man's words were sudden, and he was behind the crowd. The crowd automatically moved aside, revealing an old beggar leaning against the wall. The old beggar's eyes were very bright, making people feel like they were trapped in him.

This is the man who had been watching Chu Dong at the entrance of the village yesterday.

Wu Yong glared at the man: "It has nothing to do with you. If you want to take care of yourself, don't meddle in other people's affairs."

The old beggar picked up the broken bowl and stood up, patted the dust on his body, sighed, and left. However, it seemed that the old man meant what he said.

Lao Wangtou dug into his pocket and took out ten taels of silver and put it in Chu Dong's hand, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

"I'll pay you the money first. Don't miss your errand tonight. Go to my place later and take your stuff away."

Wu Tong: "Brother Chu, please don't go. It's not safe. If you are short of money, I still have some here."

When Wu Yong saw his daughter like this, he felt a little angry. He came up and grabbed Wu Tong's hand and wanted to take her home.

As he was leaving, he bumped into Chu Dong and almost knocked him down. His strength was really unusual.

This man who is over sixty years old can actually still have such strength, and his thin body can be blown down by a gust of wind, but his strength is much greater than that of Chu Dong.

The old village chief took two brave men and carried the man to the south of the town, where people are usually buried.

Chu Dong: "I have to find that old beggar, he must know something.

And I always have a strange feeling when I look at him."

[It is the turbidity of the eyeballs. The white part of his eyes is not as turbid as people of this age]

Chu Dong: "Indeed, his eyes are so bright. I'll catch up and ask."

There are only about a hundred households in their small town, and there are not many vendors on weekdays. Each family sweeps the snow in front of their house, works on the fields, and lives a comfortable life.

But no matter how you look at this kind of village, it is not suitable for a beggar's life.

Chu Dong finally found him under the archway at the entrance of the village. This place was rarely visited by people on weekdays. What could be gained here?

Chu Dong: “Uncle, are you hungry?

How about I treat you to a meal?"

"You call me uncle, do you know how old I am?"

Chu Dong: "Looking at his body, he must be very young. He should be in his fifties."

Chu Dong had tried his best to sound younger. In fact, he felt that this person must be at least sixty, or even almost seventy years old.

The old beggar smiled, revealing his big white teeth, which were neat and without stains. They were definitely not what an old man should have.

"You kid, you are ignorant. I am only thirty-nine years old this year. You have to call me big brother."

Chu Dong was stunned for a long time without realizing it. Thirty-nine years old?

Chu Dong: "Brother, you are a little anxious. Let's go and treat you to a meal."

The old beggar glanced at Chu Dong with disgust.

"Just you, please invite me?

Forget it, let me treat you, come on, come home with me to eat."

Chu Dong: "Do you still have a home?"

"What? Can't a beggar have a home?"

The old beggar led the way directly out of the village. Within a few steps, he saw a large house. He had the impression that this house was the former residence of the landlord here. But later, the landlord's family died suddenly and the house became deserted.

This is a notoriously haunted house.

"My name is Huang De. Just call me Brother Huang. Don't worry, I bought this house. I just think this town has beautiful scenery and is suitable for retirement. I didn't expect that there are so many troubles."

The old beggar opened the door, and a maid came out to welcome him. She brought tea to the old beggar and changed her clothes. Is this the life a beggar should have?

"Master, the food is ready. As you asked, we have an extra pair of chopsticks."

Huang De: "Okay, I understand, you can go down."

Chu Dong: "Are you going to invite guests today?"

Huang De smiled softly, turned around and asked, "Isn't that you?"

These words made Chu Dong's scalp numb. Was he being tricked?

Huang De brought Chu Dong into the house. The food was very rich, and half of it was meat. This was an extremely rich dish. After all, in this small place, meat dishes were only served during the holidays.

Chu Dong: "I suddenly have something going on at home, so I have to leave first."

Huang De sat at the table and suddenly said: "Don't you want to know why that female ghost is pestering you?

I am a human being, there is no need to be afraid.”

Chu Dong finally sat back. He really needed some information, some information unique to this world.

Huang De: "Eat it, it's all good stuff."

Chu Dong was not worried about him poisoning him, because he was not worthy of such a card to deal with a poor scholar like himself. Just now, he just wanted to treat others to a bowl of noodles.

Chu Dong: "Are you the same type of person as Wu Yong?"

Huang De: "Oh? Why do you ask that?"

"I guess, you are both young but look very old, and you just said that you and I have learned martial arts?

What is the art?"

Huang De suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, I never thought there could be such a broad-minded person in this small village.

You guessed it right, that person and I are both warlocks.

It’s just that I have practiced martial arts and am a little younger than him, hahaha.”
Chapter completed!