Silver notes! This is a general silver notes one by one, and you can exchange silver at a money shop anywhere. Without further ado, silver notes are naturally the most basic and important necessities for traveling around the world and living at home.

The denominations of the silver bills were divided into one liang, five liang, ten liang, fifty liang and one hundred liang. Qin Shuang counted them and found that the combined silver bills of Huan Qiao and Geng Chun were as high as 120 liang! And this did not include some of the broken silver in the package.

The majority of them are from Geng Chun's silver notes. This guy seems to be flexible in his mind. He doesn't know where he cheated him. He actually has eighty taels of silver notes on him, which is twice as much as Huan Qiao's forty taels!

Qin Shuang couldn't help but sigh inwardly that the attitude of Chengyuan Wuzong toward formal disciples and servile disciples was really a world of difference.

He knew that within the sect, ordinary formal disciples could receive five taels of silver every month as living expenses, while core formal disciples could receive ten taels. As these disciples improved their level, the more silver notes they could receive.

For errand disciples like Qin Shuang and Ding Xiaoliu, they have no way to practice martial arts and have to do heavy work. After a month, they can only receive a few coins of broken silver. Moreover, even if they only have a few coins of broken silver, they cannot get it smoothly. They are often owed, and even if they are deducted for various reasons, they are left with only a dozen copper coins. This is a common thing.

So even though Qin Shuang had been in Chengyuan Wuzong for quite some time, he had never seen anything like silver bills until now, and he didn't expect to see so many of them at once today.

The most important thing is that not only are the treatments in terms of income, but the traitors also have to endure the current situation of being bullied by formal disciples and complaining about the lack of a lane. Even if a traitor disciple is beaten to death by formal disciples, the sect almost ignores it, and at most scolds a few words, and a little funeral expense is a problem.

It can be said that in Chengyuan Wuzong, he was very strict with his servant disciples and almost did not regard him as a human being.

A feeling of relieving hatred suddenly rose in Qin Shuang's heart. He looked at the direction of the cliff and said to himself: "No matter how rich you have, it's good. Now it's all considered to be a contribution to this young master."

After putting the silver notes, Qin Shuang found two identical leather small bags in the packages of the two. The two small bags contained some small bamboo pieces of different numbers that he had never seen before.

These small bamboo pieces are as long as the index finger of an adult, and the same size, but the colors are different, and they are divided into four colors: yellow, green, blue and red.

When I looked carefully, I found that these bamboo pieces had some small characters written on them, with the yellow bamboo pieces saying "one hundred" on them, the green bamboo pieces saying "two hundred" on them, while the blue and red bamboo pieces saying "five hundred" and "one thousand" on them respectively.

Qin Shuang counted it and said that if we look at these numbers, the total number of all bamboo slices is 2,100.

He looked over and over again and again. Although these bamboo pieces were made exquisitely and small, they were neither high-value things nor obviously some kind of currency. The numbers written on them had no units, so I don’t know what they mean.

However, since Huan Qiao and Geng Chun both have these things in the package, and they are also packed in small leather bags, it is obviously useful. Moreover, these things are very light in weight, so Qin Shuang put all these small bamboo pieces into a small bag and put them away, so he would study them slowly when he had the opportunity in the future.

The rest of the things are of no value except for the disciple identity cards of the two people and a medicine bottle with a note of "Treasure Pills" in Geng Chun's package.

Qin Shuang put the valuable things in a package and put them away by himself; put the useless things and the disciples of the two, and threw them into the abyss far away.

Then he plated the rope and stuffed it into a very inconspicuous crack in the rock, and covered it with weeds. After confirming that nothing was wrong with everything around him, he turned around and went down the mountain.

As he passed by the mountain, Qin Shuang stopped and his eyes fell on a small tiled house that had been tilted and damaged.

It is actually a tile house, but it is actually a simple wooden shed with low walls. It cannot be completely covered by even covering it, and it looks like a pigpen.

The house is surrounded by dry firewood like a hill, as well as tree stumps for chopping firewood, hatchets, bamboo baskets and other debris, which looks messy and muddy. Even if you stand more than ten meters away, you can smell the sour and rotten smell that comes out.

This ragged wooden shed, which no matter who walks over, will cover his nose and frown, is the place where Shen Qi lived in Chengyuan Wuzong for eighteen years, and it is also where Qin Shuang often helped Shen Qi carry dry firewood.

Qin Shuang sighed, his face showing sadness.

Because in the past, when Qin Shuang had free time, he would often come here to help Uncle Qi chop firewood, talk to Uncle Qi, relieve boredom, and pour out the bitterness in his stomach. But now, the house is still there, and the things are still there, but Uncle Qi is no longer alive.

After thinking about it, Qin Shuang walked towards the house. Since Uncle Qi had already left and the Chengyuan Wuzong occupied a vast area, he probably rarely came here again in the future, so he planned to take a last look to remember Uncle Qi.

After a stick of incense, Qin Shuang, who had tidied up the house a little, opened the door again and walked out. The scene in front of him changed his face.

I saw four strong young disciples, each holding weapons, standing in the position where he had just entered, forming an arc, obviously waiting for him to come out.

"Law Enforcement Disciple?" Qin Shuang couldn't help frowning. He had just focused on missing Uncle Qi, but he didn't notice the movement of someone coming at the door!

Qin Shuang knew that there was a law enforcement team in the Chengyuan Wuzong, which was specifically used to deal with some fighting disputes within the sect and to execute punishments.

The members of the law enforcement team are basically taken turns by some disciples with strong cultivation. Just like these four young disciples, they are already at the true level of cultivation.

Qin Shuang estimated that although he was at the peak of meridian cultivation and was still a little different from these disciples at the true meridian realm, he could defeat anyone if he really fought alone; but now he had four against him, so he would not have much advantage.

After Uncle Qi passed his skills to him, although Qin Shuang now has a great internal strength cultivation, his martial arts moves come and go, but he only has the "Nine-Turn-Breaking Jade Finger".

Although the "Nine-Turn Jade Finger" is powerful, the Nine-Turn Step is even more elusive, but unexpectedly dealing with one or two people is OK. If you have to deal with four people at the same time, it will be a bit difficult.

Seeing this formation, Qin Shuang's first reaction was, was it that the matter of killing Huan Qiao and Geng Chun had been exposed? But when I thought about it again, I felt it was impossible, because it was less than half an hour before the incident, and he also confirmed that there were no other people around at that time; even if someone else saw it and ran to report immediately, it would not be possible that it would be so fast, right?

At this time, a disciple of Wei looked up and down at Qin Shuang, pointed his hand and said, "You, come with us!"

Qin Shuang asked quickly: "Dare you ask me, what's going on?"

The disciple was silent for a moment and said lightly: "I don't know. Elder Lei told us that anyone who comes here will take Langjufeng to him for interrogation. You just follow us obediently, there is no need to say much."

Originally, the law enforcement disciple wanted to take someone away, so there was no need to explain anything. Perhaps this disciple saw that Qin Shuang was just a low-ranking servile disciple, so he was a little confused and then said a few words.

And just these two sentences, Qin Shuang immediately guessed what was going on: Lei Min, a cunning guy, still didn't give up on Guang Han Jue. Now that Chen Qi is dead, the old thief naturally bet all his last hope on him, and he is preparing to take him back and ask him.

Lei Min is one of the elders of Chengyuan Wuzong. It is naturally easy to use his power to mobilize several law enforcement disciples and prevent other elders and leaders from knowing about it.

The four disciples, one in front, one in the back, and two in the middle, each on the left and right of Qin Shuang, walked towards Langju Peak. They did not put shackles on Qin Shuang, as if they thought that a slaughter disciple did not have enough ability to cause any storm, so there was no need to be such trouble.

Qin Shuang was thinking quickly, thinking that he wanted to take advantage of this time that there was no one on the mountain road, should he immediately take action to defeat the left and right men, and then immediately escape from Chengyuan Wuzong.

Because if he was taken to Langju Peak like this, with Lei Min's strength, he would be afraid that he would never have the chance to escape again.

Qin Shuang became more and more determined as he thought about it. Just as he was about to take action, a loud voice suddenly came. A group of disciples came out of somewhere, talking and laughing, but they followed Qin Shuang and the others not far away.

These disciples obviously saw Qin Shuang being taken away by four law enforcement disciples, but after only a few glances, they talked to themselves and no one cared about these other people's business. What's more, the people who law enforcement disciples want to take away have nothing to do with them.

Qin Shuang sighed in his heart. There were so many disciples following them all the time. In front of everyone, it seemed that his escape plan could not be implemented and he was completely still in the womb.

What should I do next? I can only take one step at a time.

However, at this time, neither Qin Shuang nor the four law enforcement disciples nor the group of laughter were noticed. After seeing Qin Shuang's situation, a figure quickly flashed to the side, and then disappeared without knowing where he ran.
Chapter completed!