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Chapter Nineteen: Hao Yi's Hard Life

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    After turning a few bends in the mountain, the middle-aged Taoist led Hao Yi to the foot of the side peak, and came to a small courtyard, which was surrounded by fences without even a gate.  The houses are thatched huts that can only be seen in costume dramas, and some have a big hole in the top, and there are many piles of firewood outside the house.

    Several Huogong priests had already been waiting outside the gate of the courtyard. Seeing Haoyi and the others arrived, they hurriedly smiled and said, "Master Daoist, the orders from above are ready."

    An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Haoyi's heart, and he asked cautiously: "Martial nephew, are we here to visit? But what I'm going to is my residence?

    "Hehe, this is your residence, Uncle Master. How can you eat and drink for free in Shushan? Think about it," the middle-aged Taoist spread his fingers and counted, "The cheapest hotel outside costs 20 yuan a night.  , three meals a day, and each meal costs five yuan, how many times do you have to go to the toilet a day? Fifty cents each time Do you calculate how much you will spend after a day? So, the master asked you to come here to chop wood and light a fire  , you accept your fate."

    The middle-aged Taoist left Haoyi alone and left. Just as Haoyi was about to catch up, several Huogong Taoists stopped him with smirks on their faces: "Xiao Daoist, where are you going?"

    "I am a second-generation disciple of Shushan, how dare you guys treat me?" Hao Yi said angrily.

    "It's okay!" Taoist Huogong spread his hands, "This is the order of the heavenly masters, and we dare not refuse to carry it out." He took out a piece of yellow silk cloth with handwriting on it, and cleaned it up.  He cleared his throat and began to read: "Shushan Heavenly Master's decree: Haoyi, the second generation disciple of Shushan, refused to obey the rules, deceived his superiors, and disturbed the rest of the ancestor of Huawu.  Chop firewood for the pyrotechnician, and everything will be arranged by the pyrotechnic Taoist Wang Dagou during the stay in the firewoodhouse."

    After finishing the reading, this Wang Dagou looked at Haoyi with a smile: "How is it? Now you are a small fire worker under me. I have the final say on everything. Have you seen that pile of firewood?" Wang Dagou pointed  Pointing to a pile of firewood that looks like a small hill, "Let's start quickly, you can eat after chopping that pile of firewood."

    Hao Yi remained motionless, and said, "Why should I listen to you, I'm going to see Master."

    "Hehe, you made a mistake and were fired by Master Sitian. Now I am your master." Wang Dagou was still smiling.

    "I came here to cultivate the Tao, not to do odd jobs." Hao Yi also felt that this was a conspiracy, and panicked in his heart.

    "If you have learned to cultivate Taoism now, how can our brothers 'serve' you." Wang Dagou's eyes were narrowed into a smile, and he licked his lips.

    Haoyi suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten, but his mouth was still hard: "Don't do it, don't do it, just don't do it." His stubbornness came up again.

    "Okay, if you want to do it or not, you will starve if you can't finish chopping the pile." Wang Dagou and those Taoist pyrotechnicians went to work, and suddenly there was the sound of chopping firewood in the yard.

    Haoyi just stood there, staring at Wang Dagou and the others chopping firewood.  He's a rich man, if you want him to speak foul words, it's better to let him hit you to death

    "Food is here," it was noon, and a man came from a distance carrying a burden.

    All the fireworkers swarmed up, grabbed two steamed buns each, and ate with some pickles with relish.

    Haoyi licked his chapped lips, and was about to reach out, but was pushed away by Wang Dagou: "Boy, are you done with your pile?"

    Hao Yi retracted his hand embarrassingly.

    When the man who delivered the food left, Hao Yi followed immediately, and he wanted to leave this ghostly place and return to his home in Xijing.

    "Boom." The man walked over as if nothing had happened, and Hao Yi bumped into an invisible barrier.

    Looking back, Wang Dagou and the others were hugging their shoulders and smiling at him.

    "What's so funny." Hao Yi said angrily, and slammed his head against the barrier again.

    "I told you not to try it. This formation was personally set up by the two Taoist priests Mingming and Jing three days ago. It was specially designed for you alone." Wang Dagou kindly reminded.

    Haoyi's eyes darkened, and he almost passed out.

    "Hey, don't get dizzy, you haven't finished chopping the pile of firewood in the morning, and there is still a pile this afternoon. Remember, the more you accumulate, the more you accumulate." Wang Dagou and the others went to chop firewood again.

    Hao Yi pestered for a while, and finally gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, moved over the horse, picked up the ax and started to chop. He was angry and deliberately chopped hard. After a while, the blisters on his hands disappeared.  He was worn out again, and the pain was unbearable, but no one cared about him.

    When the man who delivered the food came again in the afternoon, half of Haoyi's firewood was still uncracked, and Wang Dagou was grinning.?He grabbed a steamed bun and handed it to him, and very humanely gave Haoyi two pieces of pickles.

    "Boy, there is still half of the work done, and that steamed bun should be my tribute. I will go to light the fire tonight, and everyone has to wash their feet. If it doesn't heat up, you won't even have a place to sleep tonight." Wang Dagou chewed  While holding the steamed bun, he said vaguely.

    So, our little Zhengtai Haoyi started his hard life. That's when he really wakes up earlier than a chicken, sleeps later than a dog, does the most work all day long, and suffers from Wang Dagou and others from time to time.  After being abused, Haoyi felt that he was about to be driven crazy. He tried to commit suicide several times but failed. As long as he picked up the ax and wiped it on his neck, the barrier would immediately bounce the ax away, and Haoyi was so angry that he  The female relatives of the two brothers greeted each other one by one.

    After a long time, Haoyi resigned himself to his fate, chopping firewood desperately every day, and at night he boiled water for Wang Dagou and the others to wash their feet. Before he knew it, Haoyi had long forgotten what crying was, even if he slapped him on the face, he would not cry.  One more tear.

    Three months later, Wang Dagou nodded in satisfaction: "Very well, you are very obedient. The formation was withdrawn yesterday, and then you can report to Lao Suntou. Little six, you take Xiaohao to find  Old grandson."

    Xiao Liuzi agreed, and walked up to Haoyi: "Hey, kid, let's go."

    Xiaoliuzi led Haoyi to the deep mountains and old forests.

    Seeing Xiaoliuzi and Haoyi leave, a fire worker couldn't help asking: "Boss Wang, aren't we being too ruthless?"

    Wang Dagou shook his head and said: "There is no way to do that, the superiors have said, how to be cruel." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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