When Wang Quan walked back to the yard, he saw a dozen adult beggars pushing the children aside and surrounding the porridge bucket to serve rice.
But Ajiu just stood quietly, and no one dared to make any mistakes.
Because there was a beggar lying on the ground, covering his arms and groaning.
"what happened?"
"Brother, they want food when they come. I told them to wait in line and wait until the children finish eating before giving it to them. They will grab it."
Ajiu's face was expressionless, but in reality he was complaining.
If she didn't want to cause trouble to her brother, and didn't want to kill people in front of these children who reminded her of herself, these guys... would have died.
"Ouch? This is unbearable." Wang Quan smiled kindly, "Everyone, please go to the back and line up, and receive the food one by one."
Seeing a familiar face, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Isn't this that person? I'll give you three taels of silver and let you go to the unknown village outside the city. I'm sorry you didn't go?"
Five taels of silver is enough to cover a month's expenses for a family of five in a "well-off family" in this world.
Three taels of silver is really a lot.
That beggar was the same beggar who asked Wang Quan for three taels of silver at the bank gate.
Seeing that Wang Quan had no airs at all, he relaxed a little, but he was still a little scared, so he whispered: "My hero, it's not that I don't believe you. The main reason is that I'm afraid that Zhuangzi is a cannibal, so I went to work as a coolie.
What to do.”
Wang Quan's expression was calm, "That's a serious money-making place. They will lend you the land on credit at a very low price, and then they will give you seeds and teach you how to plant them. You will only have to hand over 30% of the harvest next year to settle the account.
"In five years at most, the debt can be paid off, and no more rent will be collected after that. Even if it is collected in the future, it will not exceed half.
"After working here for a few years, I will have my own land and build a house. Then I can marry a wife. Wouldn't it be good?"
Seeing that Wang Quan's attitude was still so good, the beggar let go and said, "Hey, who knows if it's true or not? Don't be a hero, you've been deceived. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
He didn't dare to say that Wang Quan was the one who colluded with others.
Wang Quan had no expression on his face.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting colder, the beggar wanted to lighten the mood and made a joke, "Why don't you give us some money, heroes? Those heroes in the world will give you some when they are drunk and drunk."
"That's better than farming."
Wang Quan said leisurely: "It's only been four days, where did you spend those three taels of broken silver?"
The beggar sighed: "Unlucky! I gave it to the watchman as a filial piety, hoping to spend the night at the restaurant. As a result, not many heroes were drinking in the past two days, and those who came to drink were coming and going.
They didn’t even look at me, and some even hit me if they were bothered.”
He smiled and stretched out his hand, "My hero, do you think you can give me some more?"
"No, Wumingzhuang is only a few miles outside the city. Go by yourself." Wang Quan turned around and said to Ajiu, "Ajiu, those who have sound limbs and are not sick don't need to be fed."
The beggar was stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Wang Quan, "My hero! This is not necessary! If you don't give me money, why don't you give me a bite to eat?"
Wang Quan asked: "Those charlatans won't pay you, and those government servants will drive you away. Do you dare to stop them like this?"
The beggar murmured twice and put down his arm that was blocking Wang Quan's path.
Wang Quan patted his shoulder, and then said: "I have injected a qi energy into your body. If it is not removed within three days, you will bleed to death. The owner of Wumingzhuang outside the city can release this qi energy for a fee of only
Three taels of silver."
He took out three taels of silver and stuffed it into the beggar's hand, "It's up to you whether you want to go or not."
The beggar was stunned and didn't dare to talk to Wang Quan anymore, so he turned around and ran away.
Wang Quan looked at the other beggars again, and simply slapped them down to the ground with a slap from the air. Then each of them threw a piece of broken silver and said, "Like him, let's all go."
The beggars did not dare to hesitate or retaliate. They did not even look at them with hatred. They were afraid of kowtowing and begging for mercy.
But their knees seemed to be blocked by the air and they couldn't kneel down.
Seeing that Wang Quan ignored them, they turned around and ran away.
Wang Quan sighed, "There is still a long way to go..."
Of course he didn't have the energy to do it.
But I don’t blame them for this kind of thing, who knows if it’s a lie or not.
At least based on their past experience, such a good thing cannot happen in the world. They are even more afraid of tricking them into joining a beggar gang.
So even though the publicity has started, there are still very few people who actually go to Wu Guren's place.
This kind of thing doesn't depend on how you say it, it depends on how you do it.
Now it's like forcing them to go.
But when they actually started doing it and discovered that what Wang Quan said was true, they would naturally work hard to do it.
By then others will naturally believe it.
Wang Quan glanced at Huang Rongxue, who was still standing there in a daze, and Luo Xiao, who was silent with his head lowered. Then, when he was about to speak, he suddenly looked back at the room where Su Zicheng was.
Ajiu also looked over at the same time.
Only the two of them could hear it. Suddenly, several shrill but weak barking sounds came from the room.
Not long after, Su Zicheng came out in a hurry, bowed his hands to Wang Quan and the others, and left the yard.
After a stick of incense, he came back, followed by several staff from "Duanchenlou Logistics".
They entered the house, then carried out several children covered with cloth and covered with black fur, and left directly.
The remaining children in the yard were stunned.
Their expressions were horrified, and their little bodies were shaking as they held the rice bowls.
Wang Quan quickly comforted them, "It's okay. They are going to get treatment and live a good life. You will be able to see them again in the future."
The children all nodded and returned to normal.
But deep in his eyes, there was probably still a deep uneasiness.
Su Zicheng whispered: "It's better to take it slow. Just send them all to Mr. Wu's place."
Wang Quan was happy, "Yes, Senior Wu has always felt that his Xiaoyao Sect has no descendants. Now it's better. Send him a large number at once, and he can slowly teach his disciples."
He glanced at Huang Rongxue and said, "If you want to learn martial arts, you can go there. Senior Wu is very strong. On that bullshit ranking, he is ranked much higher than me."
Huang Rongxue pursed her lips, glanced at the other little beggars, and then lowered her voice, "Those... people and dogs, are they dead?"
Before Wang Quan and Su Zicheng spoke, she smiled and said, "It's okay, but living in this world is painful."
Wang Quan grinned.
This little girl is also quite good at figuring things out.
Forget it, she should be able to understand after going to Lao Wu anyway.
"Okay, tomorrow these children will also be sent to Senior Wu. It's time for us to leave for the capital."
He ignored Luo Xiao.
Huang Rongxue gritted her teeth and suddenly wanted to kneel down, but she also knelt down.
She had no choice but to lower her head and say to Wang Quan: "Brother Wang! Please accept me as your disciple!"
"I don't accept apprentices. If you want to learn martial arts, you can either find this scholar, or go with them to Wuming Village to find that fat uncle."
Wang Quan waved to the little beggars, and after receiving a chorus of "Bye bye, brother", he left with a satisfied smile.
Ajiu followed him silently.
"Brother Wang! Your sword!"
Wang Quan, who had already walked out of the courtyard, waved his hand without looking back, "If you like it, I'll give it to you. Just take it and play with it."
After he and Ajiu disappeared around the corner, Huang Rongxue raised his head and looked at Su Zicheng, "Brother Su, who is better, you or Brother Wang?"
Su Zicheng touched his nose and answered honestly, "I can't compare to Mr. Wang even if I have a hundred people."
"I understand, Brother Su, you are a good person."
Huang Rongxue clenched the divine sword "Hongyan" in her hand, already making a decision in her heart.
She wants to sneak away and follow Wang Quan to the capital Chang'an!
She must worship Wang Quan as her teacher!
Luo Xiao looked at her silently, raised his hand and took her handless left arm, giving her a comforting look.
She will also go with her.
............
At the same time, inside the palace——
"What does Shengzhai mean? That madman Wang Quan killed their saint, and they actually expressed this?"
The middle-aged emperor, whose hair was already graying, frowned and looked down at the middle-aged scholar, "Bizhi, didn't the academy respond at all?"
The middle-aged scholar sitting below and on the left caressed his beard, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know either. When I returned to the academy a few days ago, the mountain chief only asked where Zicheng was after knowing this person.
"When he learned that Zicheng was following Wang Quan, he just laughed three times and then stayed behind closed doors. One day ago, a junior fellow student from the academy sent a letter saying that the mountain chief had disappeared."
The emperor frowned even more tightly.
He had always wanted to get rid of Su Xin Shengzhai's control over the Zhou Dynasty, and Wang Quan was a chess piece he found that he could use.
If Wang Quan can be used to attract Sheng Zhai's attention, then his plan can begin.
After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Bizhi, is there any movement in Taiqing Temple and Liantai Temple?"
The scholar replied: "The leader of Taiqing Temple and the abbot of Liantai Temple are still in retreat, but Li Yian, who is currently walking in Taiqing Temple, is killing the heads of various Taoist sects who are attached to Taiqing Temple for some reason.
"Xuanjue, the current living practitioner of Liantai Temple, had already killed the abbots of four major Buddhist sects. Not long ago, he came to the capital to challenge Fan Longcheng, the leader of the Beggar Gang. He was severely injured and disappeared.
"Both Taiqing Temple and Liantai Temple have remained silent on this matter and have not said anything to the outside world."
"Okay!" The emperor's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but smile on his face, "It would be better if there was chaos! Isn't it the king's land in the world? The four holy places should not be weighing on the imperial court long ago!
"We must also pay attention to the duel between the two great sword gods in the world in the future. If both of them lose, we must keep them in the capital at all costs! We must also make good use of Wang Quan's unexpected surprise!"
The scholar couldn't bear it, "Your Majesty, if the two sword gods are forced to a dead end, and the 800,000 people in this city... I suggest that it is better not to set the duel location in the capital. Or try to keep the people temporarily
Migrate."
"They are not fools. If that were the case, why would they come?" The emperor directly rejected his suggestion. "A small impatience will ruin the big plan. For the sake of world peace, we have to sacrifice the people of this city."
"this......"
The scholar sighed, stood up and bowed, "I will go back and think about what else to do. Your Majesty, I will excuse you."
"Well, Bi Zhi, take a good rest and don't put too much pressure on yourself. I still need you."
"Yes, I will retire."
After the scholar left, the emperor's originally gentle expression returned to indifference.
He rubbed the jade seal on the desk and murmured softly, "If the world is not in chaos and the people of the capital do not die, how can I achieve my long-cherished wish? If I cannot hatch the divine bird that protects the country, how can I resist the pressure of Su Xin Shengzhai?
Where is the 'god' above the whole world..."
Su Xin Sheng Zhai, inside the main hall——
Looking at the shadow of the emperor reflected in the shadow in front of him, and listening to his muttering to himself, the stunning immortal sitting on the high platform smiled lightly and said, "Then I'll do what you want."
She looked at the other stunning immortal standing down and said, "Xiao'er is done playing, it's time to call her back to inherit the will of the 'god'."
"Yes, Sect Master."
The bitter cold land of the northwest.
More than 20 men in black struggled to walk in the snow that was as deep as their knees in the wind and snow.
The leader was holding a wooden box, and no one said anything.
After walking several hundred meters, they saw a large unfrozen lake in the wind and snow.
There was still a person sitting vaguely by the lake.
The man was wearing a gray shorts cloth, with some snowflakes on his shoulders, and a fishing rod in his hand, quietly waiting for the fish to take the bait.
The group of men in black walked three feet behind him and stood quietly in the snow without saying a word.
Half an hour later, the fishing rod trembled.
Only a shrill dragon roar was heard resounding through the sky.
Then, a ten-foot-long bloody monster emerged from the lake, its body covered with pustules and twisted and squirming muscles.
The monster's shrill roar actually caused bursts of thunder in the blizzard, and thunder flashed in the clouds.
The fisherman sighed: "It's too weak."
Immediately, the monster's cry stopped abruptly, and it suddenly split into pieces in mid-air. Then the body parts fell to the lake, and the whole lake was dyed red with blood.
At this time, the leader of the man in black, who was covered with snow, knelt down on one knee and presented the wooden box, "Your Majesty, the young master is dead."
"oh?"
The man in gray slowly stood up and turned around, revealing an ordinary face with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
He opened the wooden box with calloused hands, and what was contained in the box was the beautiful and fragrant head of Ye Shuangqiu, the young master of the Demon Sect.
"Ha..." The Lord of the Demon Sect gently stroked Ye Shuangqiu's cheek and said in a calm voice, "Who did this?"
The leader of the men in black lowered his head, "He is a young man named Wang Quan, a new face in the Central Plains martial arts world. He is only thirty years old and is already number 21 on the Heavenly Ranking."
"Wang Quan? What a good name. It seems that I have to accept a new apprentice." He grabbed Ye Shuangqiu's head and threw it into the lake, then turned and walked into the wind and snow, "I hope this new apprentice will be twenty years old."
It will bring you some surprises in the next year."
The Lord of the Demon Sect, the number one in the world and the only loser in the world, has stopped fighting. Twenty years after integrating the Demon Sect, he has returned to the world!
............
"Ah sneeze——! Ah sneeze——!"
Under the warm quilt in the inn room, Wang Quan, who was sleeping soundly, sneezed several times.
He chirped, chirped, and slept soundly.
But the white-haired Ajiu in his arms opened his eyes.
She took Wang Quan's hand out of her chest, sat up, looked down at Wang Quan, "Sister An, I know it's you."
Wang Quan's skin suddenly exuded black and red tentacle-like life forms covering his whole body, and then slowly transformed into a woman wearing a black cheongsam.
She sat up, holding a folding fan in her hand.
He raised his head, with a gentle smile in his black and red eyes, "Long time no see~ I want to wash my sister's feet again~~~"
Ajiu looked at her coldly, "Why do you want to interfere with my brother's thinking?"
"Because I know Mr. Wang~~" Miss An opened the folding fan and covered half of her face below her nose.
Her eyes were crooked, full of a doting smile, "Mr. Wang is like this, a little kind-hearted. When he sees an injustice, he wants to take care of it, but he doesn't know how to take care of it. I like his entangled and cute look the most.
Got it~~
"But...I will feel bad."
Miss An closed the folding fan, the smile on her face disappeared, her eyes were scarlet red, "So he doesn't have to think so much, he can just do what he wants to do.
"As for how to deal with the aftermath of this filthy planet... for the rest, I, An Wanying, will be enough."
Her tone was calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.