"This Duan Yu has deployed two killing moves in total, one by Miss Mengqin and the other by Butler Qin."
"If it is true that according to what the Kagemusha said, they sent the Kagemusha to deal with it because they couldn't bear it, then Butler Qin might do it himself."
"After all, it is a costly act for a warrior to hide his soul in the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows."
"Even if it were me, I wouldn't use it continuously."
There are two situations when martial arts masters plant spiritual seeds in other people.
In the first case, it is provided by the victim.
For example, Chu Qianqiu planted the mark of unconditional obedience on the Buraoshan people. This mark is provided by the Buraoshan people for the wear and tear of the brand. As long as the Buraoshan people are still alive, they need to supply the spiritual brand every day, and he can maintain the brand.
Ensure that the mark remains until the end of his life.
In the second case, the soul is consumed by itself.
For example, the spiritual imprint that Chu Qianqiu planted on the girl Mengmiao is of a self-depleting type. It is like rootless water, which will continue to weaken over time and eventually disappear.
The first is more vicious, while the second is more subtle and will not burden the host.
Because in the second case it can be self-sufficient.
Chu Qianqiu and the man named Duan Yu are all top masters in the world. Chu Qianqiu believes that there will be no one in this world who can waste more souls than him.
Therefore, he believed that Duan Yu personally took action against Butler Qin.
Just wait and see.
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Fengzhou, Peacock City, Salesian Hospital
These days, Chu Qianqiu has been quite effective in improving the "Hidden Dragon Art". Together with the six-door "Hidden Heaven and Earth Art" and the "Blood Shadow Magic Art", it is enough for him to levitate high in the sky and follow Butler Qin's actions.
, without being discovered.
As a result, Butler Qin’s behavior was beyond Chu Qianqiu’s expectations.
Because he was delivering food to the orphans in the Salesian Home.
"Master Lingxiu, is there enough rice in the courtyard?"
"The old man sent these four bags of rice first, and there are several carts of millet behind him. We can't let the children starve."
Steward Qin came over quietly carrying four bags of grain, and asked Master Lingxiu, who was originally frowning, to stretch his eyebrows and said repeatedly:
"Brother Qin, rice is expensive in the city, how can I keep asking you to spend money on it?"
"You also have a big family to support."
Even so, Master Lingxiu held the four bags of rice tightly and refused to relax.
"A little rice, what's it worth?"
"The old man works as an errand in the Governor's Mansion, and there is a lot of money to be made."
Butler Qin shook his head and began to question him carefully.
"If the Salesian Hospital still has money on hand, we can buy as much rice and flour as we have."
"In places like Chanding City, the price of rice is already 300 cents per catty. Now the price of rice in Peacock City is only 100 cents. That's because the Governor's Office and the Buddhas in the city are trying to keep the rice price down for the sake of Buddhism."
"Sooner or later it will have to go up."
When Master Lingxiu heard this, she and Butler Qin had known each other for many years, and she knew that there was no lie, but if she was asked to come up with the money, it would really be gone.
"Where is the money?"
"These days, money is like grain in a rice vat. It is getting less and less every day, and there are more and more abandoned children every day."
"The poor nun thought that he might as well go back to his old business."
"Some noble people may be able to earn a few more taels of silver if they like this."
Master Lingxiu said with a wry smile.
She was originally an outer disciple of the Hehuan Sect and worked in the Yihong Academy. After getting old and losing her beauty, she actually converted to Buddhism, became a monk, and came to the Salesian Academy to accompany her children.
In today's Peacock City, food prices are also rising three times a day. Although the Vajra Temple will not sit back and watch Peacock City fall into famine, it has opened its granaries and supplied high-priced grain to stabilize the situation in the city.
However, the shortage of food still had a huge impact on the lower class people in the city.
But when they saw the people outside the city in hell on earth, they immediately felt that they were living in the Western Paradise, and they chanted Buddha's name every day.
The refugees couldn't enter Peacock City, so they left their children outside the city. Master Lingxiu couldn't bear to see so many children starving to death outside the city, so she always picked them up inadvertently.
With this coming and going, the pressure on the Salesian Home became even greater.
"No, no!"
"It's so hard for Master to come out of the world of mortal desire. How can he enter the devil's cave again?"
"As for the matter of food and money, the old man will figure it out."
"There are many wealthy businessmen in the city. Maybe the old man can talk to them and ask them to donate some money."
Butler Qin shook his head repeatedly.
Originally, depending on his income level, it didn't seem to be very difficult for the chief steward of the Governor's Mansion, a strong man in the late stage of congenital life, to maintain a Salesian home.
But the entire Peacock City is no less than Shangjing, with a population of millions, and the number of abandoned babies and orphans is also staggering.
There are tens of thousands of mouths waiting for food in the Salesian homes in Peacock City. Now a pound of rice costs 100 cents, and ten thousand taels of silver can be eaten up in less than a month.
In the past six months, Butler Qin has spent too much money on the Salesian Home, and he can't allocate more money at the moment.
"Brother Qin wants to ask wealthy businessmen to donate money?"
"That's the reason, they should donate more."
"Hearing what Brother Qin said, the poor nun thought of something." Master Lingxiu did not get too entangled in the matter of returning to her old career, but suddenly her eyes lit up.
"There is a young master who wants to see Brother Qin."
"Brother?" Steward Qin frowned. Those young masters and rich ladies usually come to the Salesian Home to do meritorious deeds, but they often make a mess and disturb the hearts of the children.
Some children become very jealous when they see their young masters living a wealthy life, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, and they start making noises from time to time.
"Yes, what the poor nun saw is a rich master."
"The brocade robe he is wearing is worth thousands of taels of silver."
"He said his surname is Duan, his name is Duan Yu, and he wants to meet Brother Qin."
"Okay, the old man has unloaded the cart of rice and went to see him." Butler Qin nodded. He is also considered to be an expert and bold man. After all, in this Peacock City, Butler Qin is also the number one person. He has a late-stage innate talent.
With his cultivation level, people will look up to him wherever he goes.
As a result, he had just moved the rice and noodles to the Salesian Home when he saw a man dressed as a wealthy businessman walking over.
"May I ask, old gentleman, is this a Salesian home?"
Chu Qianqiu pretended to be a businessman from out of town and looked around.
"If you don't want to be a gentleman, just call me old man."
"This is the Salesian Hospital." Butler Qin looked at Chu Qianqiu with some suspicion.
Wealthy businessmen like him usually go to temples and Salesian homes to either commit adultery or steal.
"To be honest, I grew up in a Salesian hospital since I was a child."
"After many hardships, I finally got some money."
"As the saying goes, those who practice it remember its tree, and those who drink its flow cherish its source." Note 1
"Now that the Salesian Home is in trouble, Xiao Ke should do what he can."
Chu Qianqiu's face was not red, and he was making up lies breathlessly, which made Butler Qin feel a bit friendly. Master Lingxiu, on the other hand, was much more direct and asked hurriedly.
"I would like to ask Your Excellency, Mr. Gao, how much money you can donate."
"I am forever."
"Just a small donation, how about one hundred thousand taels?"