I'm the one running the game

"I am new here. If there is any misunderstanding, I am willing to make it up to you." Wang Jing is also an old man. Naturally, he will not mindlessly say that I am so-and-so or that my father or master is so-and-so as soon as he opens his mouth. This will only make the other party kill people and silence them.

"Just for you, even if you sell your entire body for taels, it won't even sell for 100,000 taels." Lu Xingshi said disdainfully.

Hearing this, Wang Jing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he was taking the blame for someone else.

"You must be the Golden Crow Divine General Lu Shaoxia. Maybe we have some misunderstanding. I don't know what one hundred thousand taels is." Wang Jing said calmly.

"Even I know it, and I still say I don't know what one hundred thousand taels are. You Qingyu sect won't think there's something wrong with my brain, right?" Lu Xingshi said jokingly, letting go of the other party's inner lining, and one end was only as big as a thumb and brightly colored. The bird of prey is very conspicuous in the white clothes.

When Wang Jing saw the other party's action, he also understood that the other party was prepared.

"It's useless for you to look for me, Shaoxia Lu. It's not me who took your money. I only have three thousand taels with me. If Shaoxia Lu thinks it's okay, please take it away." Wang Jing said in a deep voice.

After he was easily controlled by the other party, he understood that he had no chance of winning, and he should not think about any small tricks. The gap in strength between the two sides was not something he could mess with. This was to protect his own life.

"A hundred thousand taels is actually just a small matter." Lu Xingshi let go of the control. The other party was a sensible person and did not dare to make small moves, let alone escape.

"Please let me know, Mr. Lu."

Wang Jing, who had regained control of his body, was as honest as Lu Xingshi thought, so he raised his hand and asked.

As long as he didn't kill him immediately, it meant that he still had a chance to survive.

"Do you know what happened in Tongzhou?" Lu Xingshi asked directly.

"Tongzhou?" Confusion appeared on Wang Jing's face, and he had no idea what Lu Xingshi was talking about: "Although I am a member of the Qingyu sect, I am just a disciple. I usually only collect money, collect goods, obtain poisons, I don’t know much about medicinal materials and the like.”

This is true. He is actually just a controlled tool. Unless he climbs up to become an elder, he doesn't have to go out to do these things.

Of course, he collects these things by using poison to control the target and his family.

"You don't know? Then do you know where the one hundred thousand taels of silver that Qingyu Sect received from Langya Chamber of Commerce went?" Lu Xingshi asked again.

He could also see that Wang Jing was not lying.

"This amount of money is extremely large. How could a disciple of mine know about it? Maybe even the elders in the sect don't know about it." Wang Jing said honestly.

"Okay, this guy must know where the Qingyu Sect is." Lu Xingshi retreated and did the next best thing. If he still didn't know, he would have no choice but to kill him.

He came here to inquire about information, not to hear the other party's answer that he didn't know this or that.

"I know, I know, I know this. In the Green Miao Village in the middle of Sichuan, we all pretended to be the people of the village, and the leader is the envoy of the Great Song Dynasty." Wang Jing said quickly.

"It's indeed a good method..." After hearing this, Lu Xingshi was also a little bit embarrassed. This Da Song is really weird. In the past, the Wen Dao Hall approved the skin to be listed in the Imperial Academy, and later, the Qing Yu Sect used a covert to hide the chieftain.

The original intention of the chieftain was to manage the mountain people, villagers and even foreigners. The chieftain's Xuanwei envoy was similar to the Imperial College's sacrificial wine. His official position was not big, but he had real power. More importantly, he was far away from the imperial power, so he naturally controlled a place.

It's no wonder that the other party has been able to hide for so long. Who would have thought that Qingyu Sect is actually located in the middle of Shu, which is similar to Tongzhou.

From this point of view, there should be many hidden sects that have learned to develop themselves under the banner of the imperial court.

"Then what do you need so much money for?" Lu Xingshi asked the key.

The Qingyu Sect's infamous style is also obvious to all, and it has amassed a large amount of money as a result.

There must be somewhere to spend this money. The head of the Qingyu Sect cannot be a person who only eats and eats.

"This...I don't know. Although I know more than the peripheral disciples, I haven't come into contact with the core of the sect."

"However, there are some vague rumors in the village, saying that the leader is attacking the highest poisonous technique inherited by the Zhen sect, and he needs to use the blindly heavenly technique and poison as a guide."

"If you want to practice this poison, you not only need to spend a lot of money, but also need to support people. At least 100,000 people are needed to have a chance of success." Wang Jing told everything he knew.

"Heavenly power poison?" Lu Xingshi was a little confused.

"There are four levels of poison in Qingyu Sect, which are divided into heaven, earth, black and yellow, and are divided according to merit." Wang Jing explained.

"So that's it, so do you know what this Heavenly Power Poison Influence is?" Lu Xingshi narrowed his eyes and was now certain that the Tongzhou epidemic was probably the work of the head of the Qingyu Sect.

"There are three flavors of Tiangong poison in Qingyu Sect, namely mass graves, life-killing stickers and Tiannu incense. Among them..." Wang Jing briefly summarized the situation of these three flavors of poison.

Lu Xingshi quickly identified the source of the epidemic in Tongzhou, which was the poison of Tiangong in the mass graves.

Only this poison can spread on a large scale, because it is a disease caused by fermentation of corpses.

Wang Jing actually didn't know much. He only had a rough understanding of these poisons.

At his level, the poison levels that he can learn and use are only black and yellow. No matter how high they are, he can't touch them.

Only elders are qualified to touch and practice earth power poisons, while naturally only the masters are qualified to practice heaven power poisons.

However, it did not prevent the general efficacy from being spread. There is no impenetrable wall in the world.

"Young Master Lu, do you have anything else to ask?" After Wang Jing finished speaking, he did not wait for Lu Xingshi to continue asking, but he was active.

Between his own life and Qingyumen, he chose himself.

After all, he was just a tool for Qingyumen to make money. If they really wanted to treat him well, why would they poison him and control him and give him a quota every year.

"Is there any way to lead all the Qingyumen disciples who are running around to Lumiao Village?" Lu Xingshi must be thinking of catching them all in one fell swoop.

Wang Jing understood Lu Xingshi's idea, and his mind turned, and then he said: "On the ninth day of the next month, when we have to pay the bill."

If Lu Xingshi is led to Lumiao Village, he will definitely go there without a chance of returning.

In this way, he can also get away.

As for Lu Xingshi really annihilating Qingyumen, then... just die with him, otherwise what else can he do.

If he is worthless now, he will die directly, and there is still a glimmer of hope if he leads the other party back.

"I am willing to be Young Master Lu's insider and support Young Master Lu." He added that keeping himself alive is the key.

"Hehe, your thoughts are not pure." Lu Xingshi saw through the other party's thoughts at a glance, but he didn't care: "I'll give you a chance. If you really want to be an insider, I can spare your life when I destroy Qingyu Sect."

Wang Jing was stunned, and then said: "Unfortunately, I have a life-demanding note on me. If there is no antidote, I will die with Qingyu Sect."

The poison in all Qingyu Sect disciples is the life-demanding note that only the head of Qingyu Sect has. The validity period is one year. If the corresponding antidote is not taken in time within one year to alleviate it, death is inevitable.

That's right, the antidote for the life-demanding note can only alleviate it but not completely eliminate it. This leads to the fact that once the disciples of Qingyu Sect enter the sect, they are like a deep sea, and freedom is a passerby from then on.

Not only the disciples, but also the elders are like this. However, they are more affluent. The attack is every two years, and they don't need to pay money. As long as they don't betray and complete the tasks assigned by the head, they are high-level thugs, and their treatment is much better than that of money-making tools.

"No solution? That's not necessarily the case." Lu Xingshi has the ability of medicine and poison. With the innate Qi and spiritual wisdom, the effect of 1000 points has played out 3500 points. With the enlightenment of 200 points, he doesn't believe that the other party can be stronger than himself?

Wang Jing was also conflicted when he heard this. In the end, he sighed and planned to wait and see.

He recognized Lu Xingshi's strength and reputation, but poison was not his forte after all, and the life-demanding notice could not be solved by internal force, otherwise he would have directly surrendered to Lu Xingshi.

Following this Jinwu God General is much better than following Qingyu Sect.

"It's the ninth day of next month, and there are still twenty days to go. There's still plenty of time. If nothing goes wrong, we can still make it." Lu Xingshi estimated the distance to Shuzhong and it was more than enough to arrive.

However, Wang Jing was in a dilemma.

"Young Master Lu, my share this year... has not been collected yet, and there is still a gap of 7,000 taels." Wang Jing said hesitantly.

"How much is your share a year?" Lu Xingshi asked curiously.

"Ten thousand taels." Wang Jing did not hide it.

Hearing this, Lu Xingshi was also shocked: "So much? Then every year, the tributes from you disciples alone must be millions of taels?"

In Lu Xingshi's view, Qingyu Sect is so large that it is normal to have hundreds of disciples.

"In fact, there are not so many. According to last year, there are only 108 disciples in the sect, including me."

"And there are only three or five disciples who can complete the share. Most people can't collect the share of 10,000 taels."

"It's about 500,000 taels a year." Wang Jing said that you are exaggerating. If there were really millions of taels a year, their Qingyu Sect would have been destroyed long ago.

"That's more reasonable." Lu Xingshi also responded. His idea was the best case scenario.

It's not that easy to get 10,000 taels.

Langya Pavilion originally had money because it was passed down from ancestors, and the expenses were small and the disciples of each generation did not spend it indiscriminately, otherwise it would not have been able to last so long.

"In addition, Qingyu Sect actually has its own business, and the total amount added up to about 1 million taels a year."

"But most of it was taken away by the head of the sect, used to open up connections with the court and practice martial arts, and the rest was distributed to elders and disciples."

"There is not much left every year." Wang Jing also complained.

If you want to maintain your foothold in the court, it is impossible not to spend money.