nycdaug Chapter 302 Underground Show
Chapter 302 Underground Show
Yi Chi heard the refugees whispering nearby. Their relief food was overturned, and he felt disgusted with this naughty young master.
"It is rumored that Young Master Jian has a bad temper, is mentally ill, suffers from hysteria, and often talks nonsense. It seems true, like a madman."
"That was just an understatement for Master Jian's sake!"
"This young master, who was blessed with fine clothes and delicious food, just drew lots when he was born. In front of so many distinguished guests, he not only threw away the lucky charms such as the seal, jade order, and golden abacus, but also threw them all to the ground!"
"It was the first time in history! I had some wealth at the time and was also at the full moon banquet. I saw everyone's faces change. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."
"He became even more terrible when he grew up. He had a domineering personality and caused trouble for the tea house every day. He was a complete disaster! Fortunately, he was the only son of Master Jian, so someone helped him to apologize and clean up the mess. Otherwise, he would have been beaten up long ago!"
"What sin has Master Jian committed to have such a son?"
The few people who were eating Jian's buns naturally did not dare to talk loudly, so they just hid in the corner, wolfing down their food while whispering in the chaos so that the housekeepers could not hear them.
Jian Xiurong finished yelling ferociously according to her memory, and at a glance she saw Yi Chi in the corner, who looked dirty but still had some resemblance to his original appearance.
He entered the scene with Hei Yichi, and didn't know Yichi was following him secretly, so he immediately became convinced that she was Hei Yichi's hateful evil cultivator who pretended to be the senior sister and deceived his young mind.
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The two looked at each other, and five words were written in Yi Chi's eyes: Who are you going to sell out?
A cold light flashed in Jian Xiurong's eyes: Good for you, you finally fell into my hands! Today I will take revenge! Clean up the mess for my senior sister!
The housekeepers were pleasantly surprised to see that Jane's shy and restless body suddenly stopped, and took the opportunity to hold her up and carry her out, comforting her in a gentle voice as they walked.
"Master, your health is precious. It's very sunny outside, so be careful not to get too hot. The Chilong ice sculpture that the owner of the manor hired someone to carve for a whole day is now finished. I've just sent it to your room for you to cool off while you study."
"Master, go and have a look!"
Jian Xiurong was distracted for a moment when the man was forcibly taken away. He came back to his senses and shouted angrily, "How dare you, my rude slave, threaten me! If you don't let me go, my father will beat you to death!"
Several guards immediately flinched and let go of their hands, only the butler still held on tightly.
Jian Xiurong has a fickle and tyrannical personality, and she has given orders to kill or injure many people over the years.
"That woman actually dared to glare at me just now. Drag her here and give her a hundred strokes of the cane!" After being freed, Jian Xiurong turned around immediately, pointed at Yi Chi's face and gave a cruel order.
Everyone: "!!!"
The group of refugees were terrified and their legs went weak. Oh my God, who can withstand a hundred beatings? Wouldn't that be equivalent to being beaten to death?
Although they did not feel the same, they were in a similar situation. One day, a down-and-out young man plucked up the courage to say, "You are not a government official, so what right do you have to kill people!"
Jian smiled arrogantly, looking worried and insane, "You are a bunch of homeless wretches. Even the city lord doesn't want you. How can you survive without my father's support?"
"After signing the contract to sell yourself and entering my Jian's Tea House, you will become a lowly tea-picking slave who can be beaten and killed at will. Who will care whether you live or die?"
Everyone: "..."
My heart felt cold.
No, I can't stay in this teahouse any longer. The future is dark, and the young master of the Jian family will go crazy and kill anyone he doesn't like. Who can stay here?
Let’s run away after finishing this meal!
Thinking of this, the refugees scrambled for the buns and put them in their arms, preparing to use them as dry food for their long journey to another town.
The housekeeper saw it all and felt dizzy. Why did this crazy young master get up so early today and even heard the sound of the wind coming over!
He messed up such a good thing, it's such a sin!
Fortunately, he sent people to find the owner of the manor as soon as possible, so now he just needs to delay the situation.
The butler was full of smooth talk, but Jian Xiurong didn't care about that and insisted on having Yi Chi beaten with a stick. The guards did not dare to disobey under the threat of death and went forward to drag Yi Chi away.
Yi Chi had already realized that Jian Xiurong thought she was a villain of Yi Chi, and it looked like he was determined to take the opportunity to beat her to death.
Yi Chi was speechless and took a few steps forward, wanting to say something to prove himself.
But Jian retreated three steps away in shame, staring at Yi Chi vigilantly, "This villain must be trying to plot against me, kill her now!"
Yi Chi stammered timidly: “Shame, shame…” It sounded like he was being called “shame”.
Jane was startled with shame.
"Sir, I didn't mean to glare at you. It's just that you are so handsome that I stared at you for a moment."
She used her eyes to hint wildly: It's me, you're shy, I'm the senior sister! Who else would call you shy except me! Hei Yichi only calls you junior brother!
Jane's face darkened in shame, and she looked even more nervous.
Shame on you? Is that something you can call me? You even tried to trick him by imitating the name that the senior sister used to call him in private!
Jian Xiurong became even angrier, her face clouded with dark clouds and looked gloomy. The guards did not dare to delay any longer and walked over with sticks in their hands.
He looked at Yi Chi with sympathy, then put his hands on her shoulders, ready to push her to the ground.
Yi Chi: “!!!”
She was convinced. The first life-and-death crisis in the secret realm was not brought by an evil cultivator or a competitor, but by her junior brother whom she had taught so carefully!
Once you get out, you can expect a good life!
Yi Chi gritted his teeth inwardly and exerted force in his hands. Just as he was about to resist, an angry voice of disappointment was heard.
"Shame on you! What are you doing? I told you to get up this morning and go to the study, but you came here and did whatever you wanted, and even ruined the relief meals for the refugees. You are simply..."
Master Jian, who was gentle and polite in the morning, pointed at him angrily and was so angry that he couldn't find any words to describe his anger.
"It's simply heartless and unreasonable!" Yi Chi took the opportunity to add.
Master Jian nodded immediately: "How could I have such a bastard son like you!"
"Let him go quickly!"
Jian Xiurong had a rebellious and unruly face, looking rebellious and asking for a beating: "Dad! This woman scolded me!"
"What's wrong with scolding you? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself?"
Master Jian cultivated his character, was gentle and polite in the first half of his life, but when Jian Xiurong was born, all his self-restraint was gone. At this moment, he pointed at Jian Xiurong's forehead and scolded her in a totally unpresentable manner, with spit flying everywhere.
Because he was too excited, he even picked up the stick in the guard's hand and started beating him.
Jane's shyness went from being unconvinced to running away in panic.
Everyone around was very relieved. Although the housekeeper and the guards cheered in their hearts, they still shouted "No, no, no" and pretended to stop the fight.
After a while, Jian Xiurong was forcibly taken away, Yi Chi regained his freedom, and received the warm care of Master Jian.
The latter sincerely apologized to Yi Chi and the refugees, and prepared new meals, even some clean clothes, and a temporary residence for them.
The cold hearts of the refugees were warmed. What was the relationship between the second-generation rich man Jian Xiurong and the owner of Jian Manor? The owner of Jian Manor was really a good man without any partiality.
They tentatively brought up the matter of the indenture.
Master Jian glanced at the housekeeper in a reproachful manner, then turned around, sighed and said to everyone, "The manor is in need of a long-term tea worker, but this is a matter of mutual consent, and we cannot force it."
"How about this, why don't you take a look around my farm first and learn more about it before making a decision."
"The indenture is only to give both parties peace of mind. In fact, if you work in a teahouse picking tea, you can save enough to redeem yourself in less than three years."
The refugees had a better impression of Master Jian.
In fact, they had no way out, and most people would have chosen to stay in the end. They didn't expect the other party to speak so politely and calmly, and they felt at ease following such a person.
Especially after the disaster of family destruction and death, facing such a Master Jian was like seeing a savior, and their fragile, confused and grieving hearts got a chance to breathe.
So, with Yi Chihun watching along the way, about a hundred refugees rushed to sign the indentures, preparing to settle down in the teahouse.
Yi Chi also followed the crowd and found a fake name to sign. It was just a flashback anyway, so he decided to just follow the crowd to avoid arousing suspicion.
Because no one knew her, Yi Chi said that she was going to Bai Town to visit relatives from another place. Everyone was in a daze during the escape and didn't know whether this person existed.
Yi Chi fooled herself temporarily, and the teahouse carefully asked her about her hometown information, probably for subsequent confirmation.
But that was a few days later, and Yi Chi lied based on what the refugees said without blushing or getting nervous.
As soon as the contract was signed, the housekeeper couldn't help but say, "The tea garden is in the harvest season recently, and we are in urgent need of workers. You will all start working from today!"
While Yi Chi was learning how to pick tea leaves in the tea garden, he was planning to visit Jian Xiurong's boudoir after dark.
but--
Her vision suddenly twisted and her head felt dizzy. When she opened her eyes again, the world beneath her feet was completely different.
This is a spacious and unique arena, with audience areas hidden in dark seats on all sides. There is also a secret special room above, which should be the VIP seats.
And she was standing behind the veil that blocked the spiritual consciousness of the arena, with a mask on her face and a small whip in her hand, preparing to appear on stage to the music.
In the pitch-black theater, only the handsome blue-haired boy in the transparent pool in the center of the ring was illuminated by a beam of light.
He was only clad in a thin blue veil and swam in the water with his innocent and pure blue eyes open. The scales of his shark tail were glittering and the halo was sparkling, making him as beautiful as an auspicious creature in a fairy pond.
But when he appeared in the current scene, it was undoubtedly proved that he was a plaything for people to watch.
Yi Chi knew this person, he was Pinglanxue.
If what I expected was correct, this should be some kind of shameful underground erotic show.
Yi Chi looked down at his tight-fitting chest and waist outfit and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, he went from being a miserable tea-picking slave to training mermaids in an underground theater. May I ask what the principle behind this is?