Chapter 65: Camouflage miner
On the second day after Wang Daoyuan passed the letter, the eighth uncle Wang Shoujiang released the news of hiring people.
Some ordinary people nearby came to Jingtie Mountain one after another. After all, this is the edge of the Wang family's territory. There are many monsters and it is difficult to feed the family by planting crops alone. Most young adults choose to work in some mines and forest farms of the family. .
Wang Daoyuan put on a black robe without a hat, alias Huang Yun, mixed into Jingtieshan. San Xiu dressed a lot, but it was not conspicuous.
This time recruiting miners, in addition to the ordinary people of the Wang family, there are also a few casual cultivators, but they are all on the first and second level of Qi training.
The vast majority of casual cultivators do not have a systematic inheritance, and those who are capable of cultivating true abilities are extremely rare.
The monks who have just stepped into the path of cultivation like them have a low cultivation base, weak combat effectiveness, inability to hunt monsters, and no skill. Apart from helping some forces do coolies, there is no good way out.
Wang's family is backward in the family, and he has always been a human being with his tail clipped. He treats ordinary casual cultivation and is also kind to others.
has a good reputation in casual cultivators. There are still some casual cultivators who help Wang's family, and some even enter the Zuwang family's casual cultivators.
All cultivating families are willing to recruit casual cultivators. After all, every family has a lot of female monks. If you marry outside, the family will suffer too much.
It worked so hard to cultivate a monk and marry another family. The initial investment is basically a waste of money, and it is easy to expose some of the family secrets.
Unless it is married to a stronger family, seek support.
For example, a female monk of the Zhuji family married a child of the Zifu family.
Instead, they recruit excellent casual cultivators, which can replenish fresh blood for the family and increase the number of family monks.
Some of the businesses of the family who have been in casual cultivating to the cultivation of the real family are also embracing the desire to do things. Although it is impossible for the vast majority of families to help the cultivator to build a foundation, there are still no shortage of resources for daily cultivation.
The cultivators themselves will not be recognized by the family, but their descendants will not be treated differently when they grow up in the family.
Entering the mine with Wang Daoyuan in casual meditation, there was a person who had the idea of joining Wang Zuoyuan's family.
This person looks pretty good. He is more than seven feet long, and he looks like he is in his early twenties. It just gives people a slick feeling.
As soon as this person saw Wang Daoyuan, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Brother, do you want to join the family of Wang Zuoyuan too?"
Wang Daoyuan is a bit strange, why does this guy ask such a question? Is it because casual cultivators say hello like this?
Besides, I don’t look like a soft rice.
He looks more masculine, more than eight feet in length, eyebrows like a silkworm, eyes like stars, and his face has sharp edges and corners.
Wang Daoyuan asked: "Why does this brother ask like that? Are there many people who come here to be miners to join the family of the king?"
"It's not much, it's just this idea in Xia." The slick young man said, "In Xia Lin Yuan, seeing his brother's appearance is extraordinary, he even does this kind of work, thinking that he also wants to join the family of Zuowang. It's a rival."
Wang Daoyuan is a little suspicious of this Lin Yuan, this guy has never seen the female sister of the Wang family, so he has to join the family.
Either they are conscious of the hopelessness of immortality, do not want to fight, and want to find a place to live a good life, to put it bluntly, they want to be a moth; or they are spies sent by other forces.
No matter which kind, it is not a good bird.
Moreover, this guy came at this time and took the initiative to greet himself. It might be related to the previous disappearance case.
People on the 20th and 30th came this morning. In the afternoon, the steward brought the newcomers down to the mine to distribute work to them.
The mine tunnel was dug according to the extension direction of the vein, with twists and turns, and there were a lot of forks. If it weren't for the stewardship and the birth, there would be nowhere.
There are big stewards and minor stewards in the mine, and the chief steward is in charge of a matter in the mine, such as mining, ore transportation, logistics, etc., each has a big steward.
There are a number of small stewards under the big steward, equivalent to the captain, managing a few to dozens of people.
Most of these stewards are relatives of the monks of the Wang family and have no spiritual roots. In order to let the monks have no worries, the family usually finds something for them to do in the family property.
The chief steward brought a group of people into the mine, and each minor steward picked a few people and brought them into the mines under their management.
The little steward assigned to Wang Daoyuan is an honest man in his thirties. He doesn't have much to say, and he is pretty good to ordinary miners, and he is very much loved by miners.
There is also a casual training with Wang Daoyuan, who is about 30 years old, and he is on the second level of Qi training.
The strength of monks is far beyond ordinary people, and the speed of digging ore is far from that of ordinary people. If there are monks under his hand, the entire mine tunnel will dig more ore, and small managers will also receive rewards.
After being assigned to two monks at a time, the steward was very happy. He took the newcomers to the rest area of his mine tunnel and said to the old miners: "This time we have been assigned to two monks in the mine tunnel. Ranked first, everyone will be rewarded by that time."
A sturdy young man sneered: "The monk has a fart. Were there few monks in the tunnel? They disappeared unknown or not? It's hard to say that these two can live for a few days."
The casual cultivator who came with Wang Daoyuan was a little scared, and asked, "Didn't it mean that this matter has been resolved?"
The robust young man snorted and said: "What has been solved is that another person has been sent from the family. Nothing has happened these days. After checking for a few days, I can't even find out why the person is missing~www.wuxiaspot.com~Little Guan Shi scolded: "What nonsense? Do you still want to do it? "
The robust young man was not convinced, and just about to continue to talk back to Xiao Guan Shi, he was held back by a few older companions nearby.
The little steward assigned jobs to the newcomers, and then turned and left.
Wang Daoyuan wanted to add a few more sentences, and he pretended to be reckless, and said, "Whatever he is doing, Huang Yun has cultivated since I was a child. I was afraid that those demons and ghosts would fail?"
Seeing Wang Daoyuan's big talk, the vigorous young man mocked: "There were a few immortals older than you before, and there was not even a single movement before they disappeared.
No matter how good you are, can there be any immortals sent by the clan to guard Jingtieshan? Even his old man can't find out the reason, can you do it? "
When the little steward is absent, everyone dared to speak, you said each sentence.
A middle-aged man in his forties said: "It is strange to say that I am already over forty years old. Unlike you young people who are snooze, it is almost enough to sleep two or three hours a day, but every time someone Missing makes me very sleepy and can sleep for more than four hours."
Everyone talked with enthusiasm, and Wang Daoyuan also discovered an anomaly that appeared when someone disappeared from their conversation.
The miners sleep in the rest area at night. The so-called rest area is formed by the widening of the mine. Each person has a straw pavement and two quilts. There is not much space in the rest area. There are dozens of people resting here, almost everyone.
But every time someone disappeared, other people in the same mine didn't notice it, and even the monks who hadn't disappeared didn't notice any movement.
Plus the middle-aged man said, every time someone goes missing, he always sleeps very deeply.
It is inferred from this that someone may have poisoned or used spells such as calming the nerves.
