Chapter 513

Ye Ziheng has followed that cult disciple for 24 hours non-stop for three whole days, and has completely figured out the daily course of action of this cult disciple.

The life of this cult disciple is still very "regular". They come out of the house at 7:00 in the morning, find a place to sit down and have breakfast, and then go to a nearby Internet cafe and stay until 12:00 noon. 00, and then come out from the Internet cafe and go to a nearby bar, where a person sits and drinks until 24:00 in the evening, and then returns to his house and sleeps at the end.

For three consecutive days, this cult disciple lived like this every day, in a daze. Now Ye Ziheng finally understands why it is so difficult to find talents among casual cultivator disciples.

Although most of these disciples do not have any background, but rely on adventures to embark on the road of martial arts, but even so, the treasures on them should be enough for them to practice for a period of time. As long as they are willing, they can use various means to improve their cultivation.

But they are not willing to spend that time at all. From their point of view, the practice may be too tiring, and the sacrifices are greater than the rewards. This is not the life they want. What they really want is something that pays very little but earns a lot .

Without the coercive order of the sect, their life may be called "carefree", but their cultivation has been stuck in place and it is difficult to improve.

But once they step into the world of martial arts, they will naturally understand the importance of a strong cultivation base, but they are unwilling to devote enough time and energy, so the cult appeared in front of them, with very little effort, Gaining strength by hurting others, although hurting others, is self-interested and can save a lot of trouble. As a result, a group of lazy warriors began to embark on a road of no return.

After three consecutive days of persistence, finally, on the third night, the cell phone rang. It was the first time Ye Ziheng heard the cult disciple's cell phone ringing, and his heart tightened accordingly.

Then, the cult disciple sat up from the bed, smelling of alcohol all over his body, with a trace of tiredness on his face, but when he picked up the phone and looked at the screen of the phone, his squinted eyes suddenly opened Bigger, then jumped up from the bed and picked up the phone.

Ye Ziheng squatted on the roof of his house and looked inside through a window. Although it was a little far away, Ye Ziheng still vaguely saw the two easy-to-understand Chinese characters written on the phone screen—— Boss!

"Hey boss, what can I do for you?"

The cult disciple answered the phone and immediately asked with a flattering smile.

"Why did it take so long to answer the phone, did I go to the bar and get drunk again!"

Because the cult disciple pressed the "hands-free" button on the cell phone, the phone's voice was relatively loud, and Ye Ziheng could hear it clearly even on the roof.

"No, I was washing my face just now. No, as soon as I heard you calling, I ran over to answer the phone immediately."

The cult disciple spoke with a smile on his face.

But the "boss" on the phone obviously didn't believe his words, snorted coldly, and continued.

"Hmph, you're just deceiving others. I still know who you are."

When the cult disciple heard this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, but in the end he could only laugh.

"Boss, you are so wise and mighty, you can't hide anything from you."

(to be continued)