Chapter 297: Shadow and Trace Reappearance (Repair)
Qin Yi always felt that the thinking here was very close to what Liusu had once encouraged him.
Could it be that everyone here is Liusu’s disciples and grandsons...
Maybe not, it's just the pursuit of transcending rules and cages, which is actually the commonality of all kinds of immortal ways. Chinese monks also have the same pursuit. It's just that it's particularly highlighted here. Even mortals are influenced by such an atmosphere and are born.
Thinking this way, the monk becomes even more unscrupulous.
What's interesting is that they are also divided into good and evil. In their unrestricted commonality, they still have the knowledge of good and evil.
The so-called "follow my heart", then what is my heart? Every "I" is different.
The contact now is only a corner, which seems quite cute, but Qin Yi can fully imagine how chaotic this place can be without the constraints of the "iron law".
"Do you have a mortal kingdom?"
"It cannot exist." The waiter said: "It existed before, but then it disappeared."
"How did it die?"
"Why do I have to tell you? Are you going to buy something?"
"..." Qin Yi took out a piece of gold.
The waiter took the gold and stopped talking.
Qin Yi: "?"
The waiter said: "You give me gold and I'll take it. I don't have to answer any questions you ask me."
Qin Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "Then what are you going to do before you are willing to answer?"
"I can answer if I want to, but if I don't want to, I can't. Are you going to bite me?"
Qin Yi is really angry and funny. Before, he thought that although it was weird, he could still communicate. Now he realizes that there is really no "reason" to explain.
Qin Yi hooked his hand, and the gold turned into a golden phoenix, flew out of the boy's pocket, and fell back into his hand.
"Doesn't this count as bullying you?" Qin Yi smiled: "I can give it if I want to, but I won't if I don't want to."
The waiter's eyes widened and he realized that Qin Yi was not an ordinary monk.
Originally, relying on the iron law that "monks cannot bully mortals", the other party could not rob him of the gold he had collected. It would be very troublesome to go to arbitration. Most monks do not have such a leisurely life, and most of them consider themselves unlucky. But Qin Yi does whatever he wants.
It seems that he has not seen many changes here. At least it is difficult for ordinary Qinxin monks to achieve it. Occasionally, there are very high-level "big shots", the kind that he can't even see when he looks up...
He immediately changed his expression and said with an apologetic smile: "My dear sir, I have something to say. As long as you give me gold, I will answer whatever you ask."
"The so-called disorder is still taking advantage of the rules." Qin Yi smiled: "I hope it's just a mortal. If the monks also say that disorder is meaningless, but actually take advantage of the rules, it would be really boring. They are just a person.
It’s just a place with special rules, what’s the point of being detached?”
Laughter came from inside: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you come in and talk?"
Qin Yi said casually: "When it comes to internal and external order, and talk about the superiority and inferiority of immortals and mortals, just come out and talk about it."
Liusu looked sideways in the stick, and suddenly felt that Qin Yi was very suitable for this place.
There was laughter all the way inside, and a shopkeeper with a goatee walked outside and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, are you from the north?"
Qin Yi said deliberately: "According to your routine, shouldn't it be said that it is the south? The west? The east?"
The shopkeeper laughed dumbly: "We talk about disorder in order to break free from the shackles, not to cause trouble for ourselves. You talk about the west and he talks about the east. In the end, no one knows who is talking about where. This is just looking for trouble, and it is not our fault.
Desire."
Qin Yi nodded and said with a smile: "So the reason why you separate the inside and the outside is also for the convenience of distinction. Don't you pay attention to the separation between immortals and mortals?"
"That's it. Regardless of whether we are immortals or not, we all have a common goal, which is to move towards convenience, not to live more and more tired. This is why we don't want to follow the rules, and this is why we follow the rules. They are all for the same purpose.
That’s all.”
"This is a safe zone inside the city, what if it's outside?" Qin Yi pointed to the outside of the city: "It sounds good, but I think the mortals here don't dare to leave the city at all, otherwise those who scolded the monks may not be alive if they go out.
"
The shopkeeper looked at him very strangely: "Why should anyone who scolded a monk be retaliated against?"
Qin Yi also asked him very strangely: "You are scolded like the wind blowing on your face. Are you so highly educated?"
"You can say whatever you want. Just behave yourself. Who are you disgusting with?"
Qin Yi: "..."
The shopkeeper seemed to be interested too: "Hey, don't you think that's disgusting? What kind of life are you living..."
Qin Yi's lips moved for a long time, and he didn't know how to answer.
After a while he asked: "Who is your city lord?"
"Without a city lord, the Qianshan Loose Cultivators Alliance covers this place and lives as they please. If the monks want to recruit disciples or find people to do odd jobs, they have a place to look for them. For other things, they don't need to worry about other people's affairs. The city lord does it.
Well?"
"No one manages it? What about taxes and stuff like that?"
"Tax? What's that?"
"Then... if everyone throws things everywhere and the ground becomes a mess within a few days, who will care?"
"Any matter that a monk can solve with just a raise of his hand...if you're used to it, just stay there. If you're not used to it, you can solve it by yourself. Please stay here?"
"……Fine."
Complete anarchic liberalism, with only an alliance of monks covering the basic rules of "doing no harm to mortals", and nothing else.
What a weird place.
"Then why do you monks live with mortals? Do you want anything?"
"We don't even live together. Most of the monks are still in the nearby Lingshan Mountain. They come to the city when they have something to do. This city was originally a small market formed spontaneously by nearby casual monks to exchange some things. Later, it became a place where people were hired to take care of it.
, gradually flourished, and then the people who invited married and had children and had offspring, and even the casual cultivators themselves had offspring who were unable to practice, so wouldn't there be a lot of mortals living together?"
"..." Qin Yi stared straight, his head still hurting a little. From a common sense understanding, settlements with clear differences in power will inevitably lead to skewed resources, distinctions between high and low, and form class oppression. But this inherent knowledge is not necessarily true here.
It makes sense, their idea is rather weird, even the basics of practice are openly sold, everyone practices together, I don’t know what’s going on...
If you continue to explore the specific social model, you may not be able to understand it for a while, and it is very likely that it is only like this in this city, and it will be another template when you go to other cities. After all, the entire "continent" is chaotic, and it should not be a unified model.
So it’s better to stop asking too many questions, otherwise it will be endless.
Twenty days can fly by in the blink of an eye. I am not here to travel or do social research. I just need to have a general understanding.
So he asked: "Does the shopkeeper have any elixirs or medicinal materials here? Let me see if there is anything I need."
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Then you are here by chance, there happens to be a great alchemist here today..."
Before he finished speaking, a big man stumbled in from outside, carrying a bloody man on his back: "Is there an alchemist here today? My friend is seriously injured, please help!"
Qin Yi followed the two of them into the inner room. Turning to the left was an alchemy room, where an old Taoist priest was sitting making alchemy. It was wrong to say he was a Taoist priest, because it was the first time Qin Yi saw someone wearing Tai Chi on a Taoist robe.
I took a pen and painted a smiley face...
The big man put down his friend on his back and said hurriedly: "Hurry and see if he can be saved?"
The tone of this begging was also drunk. Qin Yi remained silent and waited to see what the Taoist priest said.
The Taoist priest did not feel dissatisfied at all. He carefully examined the injured person and said in a deep voice: "Is this the Yin Sha Kung of the Xuanyin Sect?"
"So it's Yin Sha Gong?" The big man said happily: "Since you recognize it, does it mean it can be saved?"
"Yes." The Taoist priest pointed at the big man himself: "Go to Xuanyin Sect and take a Yangji Kung Fu. Then make peace with him, and both of you will be fine."
The big man's expression changed: "How is this possible!"
The Taoist priest waved his hand: "If you don't want to, forget it. Leave him here. I will study it slowly and maybe there are other ways."
The big man hesitated for a moment, then said: "I will also go to Xuanyin Sect to see if there is an antidote."
Not long after the big man left, the injured man was given a massage by a Taoist priest and woke up: "Where is Brother Zhang?"
"He could have saved you, but he didn't agree because of the danger. This kind of person is not worth dealing with."
The injured man gnashed his teeth and said: "So he is this kind of person..."
Qin Yi looked into his spiritual consciousness speechlessly. He originally wanted to see if he could save people, but when he looked into his spiritual consciousness, his expression suddenly changed.
What Yin Sha Gong, why does this hair stuck on the heart channel look so like Meng Qingying's tarsal maggot?