Chapter 47: Life is easy, living is hard, and dying is even harder! [Seeking recommendations! Collect!]

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  Turning around and coming to a dark corner, Wu took out the red envelope and hastily pulled out the cash inside...

  One hundred yuan note, two fifty-yuan notes, three twenty-yuan notes, one ten-yuan note, two five-yuan notes, and also a one-yuan note, finally there is a five-jiao note, adding up to a total of 281.5 yuan.

  "Hmm, not bad, enough for Master Wu to eat for a few days." Wu Zhengxie happily put the money in his pocket, and the red envelope with the character "shou" (longevity) on it was also picked up by him, reserved for next time.

  He can get his hands on about 21.85 yuan, and if he rounds it off to the nearest whole number, Wu can use around 22 yuan.

  To be honest, for that one in ten rule, Wu Zhengyi had secretly scolded it dozens of times, but no matter how much he scolded, it was useless. What should be followed still had to be followed, after all, this was the rule.

  With a heart full of depression, Wu Zhengye slowly moved forward with a heavy gait.

  The next morning, Wu Zhengyi was shocked and lost his voice when he woke up from the air raid shelter.

  Because... H City Nancheng Police Station squadron leader Yan Jing was sitting next to him flipping through his few 'priceless treasures'.

  "Awake?" Without turning back, Yan Jing said while flipping through a book, "You usually read these books when you have nothing to do?" As she spoke, Yan Jing nodded continuously, "If you really understand what you're reading, then I must admit that I underestimated you before."

  "This master can naturally understand." Wu Zhengxie hummed and said, "Just like the book in your hand, that is the 'Yang Yongmeng's Notes on Rhyming Dreams' left by Master Yang Yongmeng to this master. It records the legendary life of Master Yang, including numerous explanations of Feng Shui, Qimen Dunjia and other techniques, such as......"

  "Hmm, this rule is not bad!" Wu Zheng was just about to show off his knowledge of the Qi Men in front of Yan Jing, but unexpectedly got interrupted by Yan Jing's words: "For all disciples of our sect, the fortune and wealth obtained from divination must be used to help others. Only then can one avoid heavenly punishment..."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Zhengye suddenly felt depressed. "I'm saying, Chief Yan, you've been staring for half a day, can't you understand just this one sentence?"

  Yan Jing turned back, smiled, and her smile was very beautiful. Wu Zhengyi's eyes widened in surprise, but immediately, a cold hum brought the distracted Wu back to reality.

  "Wu Zhengxie, according to the sect's rules, should the nine layers of wealth you've obtained be used to help others?" Yan Jing asked with a serious expression.

  Wu Zhengyi was taken aback for a moment, then replied without thinking, "That's natural!"

  "Hmm, that's good." Yan Jing nodded slightly and looked at Wu Zhengxie with a hint of a smile, "In that case, the 5,000 yuan in cash I kept for you three days ago..."

  "Wait a minute!" Wu Zhengye was shocked, and immediately widened his eyes, grabbing Yan Jing's hands, "I'm saying, sister Yan, you mean that the 5,000 yuan wasn't swallowed up by the black-hearted hospital?"

  Yan Jing's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, her frail and delicate body was suddenly grasped by Wu Zhengye's large hands, causing her to feel a sharp pain. "Wu Zhengye, let go! You...you're hurting me!"

  "Ah!" Wu Zhengxie hastily let go, and then smiled foolishly, "Heh heh, I got a bit excited for a moment. Yan Jie, what you said earlier was true? Uh, I mean that 5,000 yuan thing, are you really keeping it safe for me?"

  Upon hearing this, Yan Jing couldn't help but give Wu Zhengye a white eye, "Still calling yourself a master? A few thousand yuan is like taking your life."

  "Hmm, this... " Wu Zhengxie rubbed his head, with no embarrassment on his face. "Sister Yan, you don't know, doing business is tough nowadays! This master has been traveling the world for decades, and it's rare to have three days without worrying about food... Those five thousand yuan..."

  "You can only take a tenth of it!" Yan Jing corrected with a stern gaze.

  "Even if it's only a tenth, there are 500 taels of silver, heh heh, 500 taels of silver! Master Wu can at least go half a year without starving to death. Yan sister, you say, aren't these 500 taels of silver important to Master Wu?" Wu Zhengxie rubbed his hands together with a delighted face, the smile on his face couldn't be stopped."

  "Yan sister, you're really a good person! You know that black-hearted hospital will swallow people whole without spitting out their bones, so you've taken care of Master's money first. Haha, great! Great!"

  Upon hearing this, Yan Jing looked at Wu Zheng Xie with suspicion, "From what you're saying, it seems like you have a strong dislike for the First People's Hospital of H City?"

  "It's not just annoying!" Wu Zhengye glared, gritting his teeth and continued, "Think back to when I, the great master, was seriously injured... hmm, afterwards, I was rescued by kind-hearted Xiao Min and sent to that black-hearted hospital. You guess what? They swallowed up the 1,000 yuan that Xiao Min had left for me in just one day!"

  One thousand oceans, that's a whole one thousand oceans!!!!!

  If it weren't for this master's quick wit, the last two bottles of medicine wouldn't have been used by them, otherwise, this master would have starved to death on the side of the road.

  "Yan Jie, you tell me, can I not hate them?"

  "She...” Yan Jing's mouth was agape, but before she could utter a word, Wu Zhengye became excited again in a nervous manner. "But now it's all good, even the heavens can't tolerate the evil deeds of that black-hearted hospital, heh heh, misfortune has befallen them, I wonder what that black-hearted hospital will do?"

  "You... you know about this?" Yan Jing's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

  He swept Yan Jing with a glance, and Wu Zheng smiled mysteriously, "Underestimating me, aren't you? Those evil spirits are indeed difficult to deal with, but if I were to take action, humph, half an hour would be enough to completely suppress them!

  "But why should I help them? That damned black-hearted hospital, I just want to see what it looks like when it becomes a ghost town."

  "You..." Yan Jing's face was expressionless and speechless. "I'm asking you, Wu Zhengyi, are you really a cultivator? How can your heart be so narrow?"

  "Am I narrow-minded?" Wu Zhengye pointed to his own nose, saying in surprise, "The Black Heart Hospital swallowed up Master's one thousand dollars' worth of life-saving money! Aren't they even more narrow-minded?

  No, they're wrong! They're not narrow-minded! They just want people's lives in a distorted way! They are much more ruthless than those professional killers.

  Sister Yan, look at the current society, how many people have been ruined by medical treatment, with families broken and scattered? How many people have been forced to commit illegal acts due to medical treatment?

  It's easy for people to be born, but hard to live and even harder to die!

  Giving birth to a child is easy, but raising them up is an extremely difficult thing. Why is it so difficult? It's not that they can't afford food, the real reason is that they can't afford medical care.

  When people eat grains, they must have illnesses; this is the heavenly way. However, in this dusty world, how many people can truly look up to illnesses?

  "Gold has a price but medicine is priceless", you must have heard this phrase before, right? Why is this medicine so expensive? Isn't the main reason that hospitals are making huge profits from it?

  But then again, if they didn't do such a sloppy job, the 'property prices' of the Beicheng Public Cemetery wouldn't have appreciated so fiercely." "Cough cough," Yan Jing was speechless from Wu Zhengye's complaints, "Master Wu, you're also a master after all, why bother to nitpick with them? Besides, if you help them, they'll give you a reward too, right?"

  "Reward?" At the sound of these two words, Wu Zhengye's pupils suddenly lit up, and Yan Jing couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Wu Da Shi, you're really something! Can't you hear the word 'money' without drooling?" "Hehe..." Wu Zhengye rubbed his head, smiling awkwardly, and asked, "Yan Jie, after I helped them deal with the yin evil breaking the door, how much reward can they give? Hmm, my meaning is, if they don't give enough money, this Da Shi won't do it! It's a lot of trouble."

  "Again it's about money," Yan Jing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her face displeased as she looked at Wu Zhengyi, "Master Wu, how much money do they need to give you before you're willing to help them?"

  Seeing Yan Jing's icy expression, Wu Zhengye's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The 5,000 yuan was still in her hand, and for a moment, Wu Zhengye didn't dare to open his mouth widely. "Sister Yan, considering your face, they should at least... uh, pay at least 1,000 yuan! And they have to treat us to dinner!"

  "Ah!!!!!!"

  Now, Yan Jing was thoroughly stunned.

  "This... one thousand yuan is not expensive, really not expensive!" Wu Zhengxie quickly explained after seeing Yan Jing's expression, "The evil spirit of the black-hearted hospital has risen from the ground and is now almost concentrated in the sky. If it's not thoroughly dealt with as soon as possible, that place will become a dead land, where no living person can enter!

  Third sister, strangers are not allowed near you understand? Strangers are not allowed means that the living cannot walk there, because that place belongs to the territory of the dead!

  "Think about it, I'm a master and I have to compete with those dead people for land, I charge 1,000 yuan and I didn't even make as much money as that black-hearted hospital. At most... at most I won't let them have their meals included, Sister Yan you see..."

  Wu Zhengxie's explanation suddenly amused Yan Jing, "I said Master Wu, can't you have a little bit of pursuit? Even if not for yourself, should you consider those people you've helped? What can 1,000 yuan do to help others?"

  Besides, among these one thousand yuan, you still have to take out one hundred yuan, right?

  Wu Zhengye seemed to have understood the sentence, and for a moment, Wu's pupils lit up, stretching out two fingers, but then felt wrong and changed to one palm, "Or... five thousand?"

  "Hmph!"

  Yan Jing was so angry that she laughed, "Wu Da Shi, I've figured it out. When you were caught and put in the detention room, it was really a case of mistaken identity. With your temperament and courage, even if you tried to swindle people, you wouldn't be able to cheat many out of their money."

  "Wu Zhengxie scratched his head, "Sister Yan, then how much do you think is suitable?"

  Bai glared at Wu Zhengye, and Yan Jing opened her mouth to say, "I heard that the director of H City's First People's Hospital invited the founders of Qian, Dui, and Zhen from the eight families on Fengshui Street to come and solve the hospital's problems. Their appearance fees......"