Chapter 12 The arrogant handyman disciple

The square-faced child hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the handyman disciple and asked, "Senior brother, didn't you say that each person has three bottles of Yuan-Pui Yuan Dan, a total of thirty pills? I... I only have twenty-seven pills."

"What are the twenty-seven? The pills inside are all installed by me, there is no way they can go wrong!" the handyman disciple said with confidence.

"But there are really only twenty-seven in here. If you don't believe me, count them!" the square-faced child whispered.

"What are you counting? Didn't you see that I was busy? Do you want to get the elixir or get out of here!" The handyman disciple opened his eyes, slapped his palm on the table with a bang, and roared loudly. road.

This movement made the square-faced child tremble in fright. Looking at the tall handyman disciple in front of him, he hesitated for a moment. The square-faced child lowered his head angrily and said no more.

When the other children saw this, they also shrank their necks, and the smiles on their faces froze.

Immediately afterwards, another child with a square face also received three bottles of pills.

Walking aside, the square-faced child was also busy checking. At this sight, his face immediately turned the color of prunes.

But when he looked up at the handyman disciple, he saw that the square-faced boy silently put the elixir back into the bottle without making a sound.

Su Twelve stood behind the crowd and saw all this.

He clearly saw that the square-faced child poured out only twenty-five pills from the medicine bottle. Among them, there are still two useless elixirs, and the remaining elixirs are gray in color, and they are all low-grade elixirs.

Su Twelve frowned slightly and said nothing. But this man's behavior reminded him. Every time someone comes to the village to collect grain, they always mix good grain with bad grain and cut corners.

Soon, all six children received their own elixirs.

However, after checking each other, the six children all looked sad and lowered their heads, as if they dared not speak out in anger.

Of these six children, the worst one only received twenty Yuan-Pui Yuan Pills, three of which were Waste Pills.

At this time, it was the turn of Zhu Hanwei, who was second to last.

The handyman disciple glanced at Zhu Hanwei's identity card and grabbed three bottles of pills.

"Senior brother, I am Zhu Hanwei, the son of the mayor of Huilong Town. You have worked hard to distribute the elixirs. This is a trivial matter and is not respectful." Before the handyman disciple could hand over the medicine bottle, Zhu Hanwei took it out of his arms in a hurry. A piece of silver was put on the table with a smile.

The silver was as big as a baby's fist and seemed to be quite heavy, at least fifty taels.

Seeing the silver, the handyman disciple's eyes flashed.

Squinting his eyes, he raised his hand and skillfully put the ingot of silver into his sleeve.

A handyman disciple like him has no hope of practicing cultivation. All he can do is to get more money so that he can go back home from the mountain and enjoy the wealth in the world.

Looking at Zhu Hanwei again, the handyman disciple was smiling and his attitude suddenly became friendly.

"Junior brother, you don't have to be so polite. The Peak Master has entrusted me with this important task, and I will definitely not let him down."

"You are a very good boy. If you work hard, you will definitely achieve great results in the future."

With a smile and a few words of encouragement, the handyman disciple took out three porcelain bottles from his arms and handed them to Zhu Hanwei.

"Senior brother, don't worry. If I really succeed, I will definitely not forget you." Zhu Hanwei nodded hurriedly.

After saying that, he took the medicine bottle and walked aside to check it quickly.

There were two smooth and round pills in the Peiyuan Pill in his bottle, which turned out to be top-grade pills. The rest are also bright in color and are all middle-grade elixirs. And there are thirty pieces in total, not one too many, not too little.

At this scene, several other disciples stared with envy.

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Su Twelve glanced at it, not envious at all. The Peiyuan Pills tempered by the mysterious pill furnace are all top-grade pills, countless times more precious than this.

However, no matter how small an ant is, it is still meat. These pills were distributed by the sect and belonged to him.

There was no reason for him not to accept it, both emotionally and rationally.

Holding the identity card in his hand, Su Twelve also walked up to the handyman disciple.

At this moment, the handyman disciple returned to his impatient look, his eyes quickly glanced at the identity card, he glanced at Su Twelve with disdain, pursed his lips and muttered.

"Su Twelve? The boy who took over from Chen Xi to guard the abandoned alchemy room?"

"You kid is really lucky. You can live for such a long time in a place like that! Here, here are your pills." As he said this, he rolled his eyes, took three medicine bottles from the corner of the table, and threw them away roughly. To Su Twelve.

Su Twelve frowned, a little unhappy, but he was not here to cause trouble and did not have an attack.

After taking the medicine bottle, he hesitated for a moment, then opened it and took a look.

This sight immediately made him feel angry.

Three bottles of pills, only fifteen Peiyuan Pills in total.

The most annoying thing is that these fifteen pills are all black and emit a foul smell.

Wherever this is a magic elixir, it is clearly a useless elixir.

In the yard, several other people were preparing to leave. When they saw the pills received by Su Twelve, they all showed gloating smiles.

Originally, I was a little envious of Zhu Hanwei. Now that I see someone who is countless times worse off than them, my uncomfortable mood suddenly feels much better.

"Senior Brother, what do you mean?" Su Twelve stared at the handyman disciple in front of him and slapped all the waste elixirs in his hand on the table.

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There is a mysterious elixir furnace, and it doesn’t matter if it is a useless elixir.

But he couldn't swallow this breath.

If there are only one or two waste elixirs and two or three are missing, then forget it.

But now, half of the elixir is missing, and the rest are all useless elixirs.

He also has a mysterious alchemy furnace now, but what if he doesn't have an alchemy furnace? These pills may very well ruin his path to immortality!

"What do you mean? Boy, why did you bring these waste elixirs to my place?" The handyman disciple snorted coldly, folded his hands on his chest, and asked.

"Didn't you give me this useless elixir?" Su Twelve frowned and asked coldly.

"What did I give you? Boy, I think you are crazy! This is the elixir pavilion, not the waste elixir room! You want to slander me? This is not a place where you can cause trouble?" The handyman disciple said with a bad look on his face. Then he started to threaten.

He didn't dare to deduct too much from other disciples, but he really didn't pay attention to Su Twelve, the loser who guarded the useless alchemy room.

However, he really didn't expect that Su Twelve would dare to resist and question him in turn!

And he had just handed these waste elixirs to Su Twelve, but now he directly refused to acknowledge them.

Su Twelve was dumbfounded by this operation.

Isn't this just playing rogue?

"Making trouble? If you say so, then I can only ask the peak leader for comment!" Su Twelve said coldly.

"Looking for the Peak Master to comment? Do you think the Peak Master will have time to deal with you?" The handyman disciple sneered, looking like he was convinced of Su Twelve.

"Peak Master doesn't have time, but I think Senior Sister Xiao Yue will have time." Su Twelve said calmly without flinching.

He didn't want to waste too much time here. Asking Xiao Yue to handle this matter was undoubtedly the simplest and most trouble-free way.