Chapter 65 Disguised Miners
The day after Wang Daoyuan sent the letter, the eighth uncle Wang Shoujiang released the news of recruiting people.
Some ordinary people nearby came to Jingtie Mountain one after another. After all, this is the fringe area of the Wang family’s territory. There are many monsters and beasts. It is difficult to support the family by growing crops alone. Most young adults choose to work in some of the family’s mines and forest farms. .
Wang Daoyuan put on a black robe without a hat, and went under the pseudonym Huang Yun to sneak into Jing Tieshan. San Xiu is dressed in a lot of clothes, but it is not conspicuous.
This time recruiting miners, in addition to the ordinary members of the Wang family, there are also a few loose cultivators, but they are all on the first and second levels of Qi training.
The vast majority of loose cultivators have no systematic inheritance, and it is extremely rare that they can comprehend all kinds of arts.
A cultivator like them who has just stepped into the cultivation path has low cultivation base, weak combat power, inability to hunt down monsters, and no special skills. Apart from helping some forces as coolies, there is no good way out.
The Wang family's family is backward in Taoism, and has always been a person with a tail, and treats ordinary loose cultivators with kindness.
It has a good reputation among the loose cultivators. There are still some loose cultivators who help the Wang family, and some even join the Wang family.
All cultivating families are happy to recruit scattered cultivators. After all, there are many female cultivators in any family. If you marry outside, the family will suffer too much.
To cultivate a cultivator through hard work and marry another family, the initial investment is basically equivalent to throwing it away, and it is easy to expose some of the family's secrets.
Unless you marry out to a stronger family and seek support.
For example, a female cultivator of the Zhuji family married a child of the Zifu family.
On the contrary, recruiting excellent loose cultivators can add fresh blood to the family and increase the number of cultivators in the family.
Some loose cultivators work in the industry of the Cultivation Family, and they also have the intention of joining the family. Although it is impossible for most families to help the cultivators build their foundations, there are still plenty of daily training resources.
The cultivators themselves will not be recognized by the family, but their descendants will not be treated differently if they grow up in the family.
Among the loose cultivators who entered the mine with Wang Daoyuan to work, there was a person who had the idea of joining the Wang family.
This person looks pretty good, he is more than seven feet long, and he looks like he is in his early twenties, but he just gives off an oily feeling.
As soon as this person saw Wang Daoyuan, he took the initiative to chat up: "Brother, do you also want to join the Wang family?"
Wang Daoyuan is a little strange, why does this guy ask this question, is it popular for loose cultivators to say hello?
Besides, I don't look like someone who eats soft rice.
He is relatively masculine in appearance, more than eight feet long, with eyebrows like lying silkworms, eyes like stars, and his face is sharp and angular, which is indistinguishable from Buttermilk.
Wang Daoyuan asked, "Why does this brother ask that? Are there many people who come here to be miners to join the Wang family?"
"It's not too much, it's just that I have this idea." The slick youth said, "In Xia Lin Yuan, seeing Xiongtai's extraordinary appearance, he even did this kind of work, thinking that he also wanted to join the royal family, then there will be more in the next. Rival."
Wang Daoyuan was a little suspicious of this Lin Yuan, and this guy had never seen a female cultivator of the Wang family, so he was about to join the family.
Either he feels that the immortal realm is hopeless, he doesn't want to fight anymore, he wants to find a place to live a good life, or to put it bluntly, he wants to be a moth; or he is a spy sent by other forces.
Either way, it's not a good bird.
Moreover, this guy came at this time, and he took the initiative to say hello to himself, which might have something to do with the previous disappearance case.
This morning, twenty or thirty people came. In the afternoon, the steward took the new people down to the mine and assigned them to work.
The mine road was dug according to the extension direction of the mine vein. There were twists and turns, and there were a lot of forks.
There are big managers and small managers in the mine, and the big manager is in charge of a business in the mine, such as mining, mine transportation, logistics, etc., each has a big manager.
Below the big steward are several small stewards, equivalent to captains, who manage a few to dozens of people.
Most of these stewards are relatives of the cultivators of the Wang family, who have no spiritual roots. In order to make the cultivators have no worries, the family usually finds something to do in the family property for them.
The big steward brought a group of people into the mine, and each small steward picked a few people and brought them into the mines they managed.
The little steward assigned to Wang Daoyuan is an honest man in his thirties. He doesn't talk much, and he is not bad for ordinary miners, and he is very popular among miners.
There is also a loose cultivator who is assigned to Wang Daoyuan, who is about 30 years old and has a second-level Qi practice.
The strength of monks is far beyond that of ordinary people, and the speed of mining stones is far from that of ordinary people. If there are monks under them, the entire mine tunnel will dig more ores, and there will be rewards for small managers.
After being assigned to two monks at a time, the little 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 two monks assigned to the mine tunnel. We will be able to mine this month. Rank first, and then everyone will be rewarded."
A sturdy young man sneered: "The monks have a fart. Were there still few monks in the tunnels before? Didn't they all disappear? It's hard to say how many days these two can live."
The loose cultivator who came with Wang Daoyuan was a little scared and asked, "Didn't you say that this matter has been resolved?"
The robust young man snorted and said, "What's resolved, that is, someone from the family has been sent here. There has been nothing wrong in the past few days. After checking for a few days, I can't even find out why the person is missing."
The little steward reprimanded: "What nonsense? Do you still want to do it?"
The robust young man was not convinced, and just about to talk back to the little butler, he was stopped by a few older companions next to him.
The little butler assigned work to the new arrivals, then turned around and left.
Wang Daoyuan wanted to say a few more words, so he pretended to be reckless and said, "Whatever he is doing wrong, I have cultivated since I was a child, and I am afraid of those monsters and ghosts?"
Seeing Wang Daoyuan talking big, the robust young man mocked: "There were a few immortals older than you before, and there was no movement before they disappeared.
No matter how powerful you are, how can there still be a powerful immortal sent by the clan to guard Jingtie Mountain? Even his old man can't find out the reason, can you do it? "
Everyone dared to speak when the little manager was away, and I said it one by one.
A middle-aged man in his 40s said: "It's strange to say that I am in my 40s. Unlike you young people who are snooze, it's almost enough to sleep for two or three hours a day, but every time someone When I disappeared, I was very sleepy and could sleep for more than four hours."
Everyone said that they were energetic, and Wang Daoyuan also discovered from their conversations that there was an abnormality when someone disappeared.
The miners slept in the rest area at night. The so-called rest area was formed by widening the mine tunnel. Each person had a straw bunk and two quilts. The rest area was not very spacious. Dozens of people rested here, almost one by one.
But every time someone went missing, the others in the same mine didn't notice it, and even the monks who hadn't disappeared didn't notice any movement.
In addition, the middle-aged man said that every time someone disappeared, he always slept very deeply.
From this, it can be inferred that someone may have poisoned or used a spell such as soothing the nerves.