He Xin turned the badly injured scoundrel over and made him lie on his back at the entrance of the stairs. He hadn't walked back to www.biquge.info the platform yet, and Qian Changjun and others took the initiative to greet him. Qian Changjun and a few people talked nonsense to He Xin about helping. He Xin heard that Du Shen agreed, so he naturally had no objection.

Everyone returned to the platform in groups. Because Du Shen just said that if you want to help, you can't stay on the platform. Qian Changjun and the others stood cautiously on the stone steps, waiting for He Xin's verification.

Several Adepts lined up. Qian Changjun nodded, and a thin ice crystal formed on the palm of his hand. Qian Changjun asked He Xin to stretch out his hand and feel it. He Xin felt that the ice crystals were cold. He nodded in recognition of Qian Changjun's identity: "Before giving away flour, I want to explain it to everyone first. ”

He Xin was stunned, becoming more and more serious. Qian Changjun and the others were worried that they would not be able to obtain flour easily. He Xin didn't notice it, and said to himself: "The boss asked everyone, and there is a great thing to share with you." It's a pity that everyone is scattered on weekdays, and it is inconvenient to discuss matters. That's why everyone came and made an appointment for a meeting. ”

He Xin pulled out a stack of business cards and a ballpoint pen from his coat pocket. He Xin lay on the big stone pier next to him, and wrote Qian Changjun's name on a business card. He Xin got up and solemnly handed the business card to Qian Changjun with both hands: "This is the entrance ticket." At noon the day after tomorrow, go to the address on the business card to discuss the matter. Come or not, whatever you want. Don't blame me for not reminding you. The boss is light on wealth and righteousness, and when the time comes, there will be good things to tell you. ”

"What's the good thing?" not only Qian Changjun, but several people with abilities asked one after another.

He Xin shook his head: "I can't say anything clearly." In short, you will know when the time comes. Now, Brother Qian can receive flour. Go get it yourself. Limited to one pack per person. ”

Cheon Changjun nodded, put away his business card, and walked to the flour pile. Looking at the chest-high pile of flour, Qian Changjun's heart was slightly flustered. He would love to take a few more bags. He dispelled the greed in his heart, picked up a bag of flour, and walked to Du Shen. He bowed to Du Shen and thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Du." Don't hide it from Mr., the two children in the family ......"

Du Shen raised his hand and waved lightly: "Don't thank me." I have my own intentions. Let's go. Tell them not to come and bother me. ”

Qian Changjun nodded and straightened up: "Anyway, thank you for your assistance." Qian Changjun walked to the entrance of the stairs and stopped another stranger who also wanted to thank Du Shen. The two walked down the stone steps together. Qian Changjun saw that on the road below the stone steps, more than a dozen figures had gathered. Most people gathered in front of Ji Xiong and listened to him tell him about what had just happened. Several figures crouched beside the seriously injured scoundrel, checking his life and death.

Qian Changjun's face was straight, and he glanced at the stranger around him. The two of them hugged the flour and came forward to explain the situation and maintain order.

There is Ji Xiong's demonstration, there is a silent warning of a seriously injured scoundrel, and there is an explanation of Qian Changjun and others. The next action proceeded calmly and smoothly.

The sky was slightly pale, and it had been a long time since anyone with any supernatural abilities had come up the mountain. Du Shen got up and walked towards He Xin: "Stop acting." You go and call Ji Xiong up and deal with it normally. By the way, store the generator in the temple. ”

He Xin nodded, simply packed up his tools, and rushed down. When He Xin led Ji Xiong back, the remaining nearly a thousand bags of flour on the platform disappeared. He Xin was surprised when he saw this, looked at Du Shen twice, and did not make a sound.

Du Shen handed the flour in his hand to Ji Xiong: "I can endure humiliation, I am a man." I just hope you don't hold a grudge against me. ”

Ji Xiong caught the flour, his legs trembled, and his body shook. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "In the current world, a piece of steamed bun can live a life." My sir gave me a bag of flour and I was too late to be grateful......"

"Alright," Du Shen interrupted with a raised hand, "Let He Xin tell you the news and address." What to do in the future, you think for yourself. ”

Du Shen walked down the stone steps alone. Qian Changjun and the others were guarding the staircase. They saw Du Shen's figure and took the initiative to gather to greet him. At this time, the number of people who are oblivious to maintaining order is already in the hundreds.

"Mr. Du!" a dense figure blocked the entire staircase exit.

Du Shen stood on the stairs with a warm smile: "Thank you for your help." Let's all go home and rest. Today's certification has ended. Tonight and tomorrow night, I'll continue to come over and certify other Adepts. I hope you will keep it a secret from the authorities. ”

Everyone agreed: "Mr. Du, don't worry." We will never betray you. "The base doesn't care if we live or die, who cares about them?" "Mr. Du, I'll come to help tomorrow night!"

Du Shen smiled and urged everyone to leave. Someone shouted, "Mr. Du, there should be a lot of flour left in you, do you want us to help carry it or guard it?"

"Yes, yes!" echoed a number of people, "we're willing to help for free." ”

Du Shen clapped his hands slightly and suppressed his voice: "Thank you for your concern." I've already shipped the rest of the flour, and I'll ship it again tonight before I'm certified. ”

"Shipped away?" everyone was stunned. You must know that although everyone has no evil thoughts, they have always been thinking about Du Shen's flour. Everyone is always on the lookout for movement on the platform. I didn't see any human movements, and I didn't hear any sound, why did the nearly 1,000 bags of flour on the platform suddenly be transported away?

Du Shen smiled: "Of course it's shipped away." If you don't believe me, you can go and see it!"

Many people were moved, but they hesitated and did not move. Du Shen looked at Qian Changjun nearby: "Qian Changjun, you lead everyone to take a look." ”

Qian Changjun nodded and stepped up the steps: "I'll take a look." Qian Changjun took the lead, and everyone followed.

Hundreds of people bypassed Du Shen and rushed to the platform. He Xin slowly walked down against the current: "Sir, what are we going to do now?"

Du Shen turned his head and looked: "Has Ji Xiong's business card been written?" Seeing He Xin nodding, Du Shen stepped forward and walked towards the off-road vehicle: "Go home and sleep." You can rest during the day, but the matter of delivering the message must be carried on by the people you have gathered. I'll pay them the same as they did yesterday. ”

He Xin perked up, clenched his fists and stretched his arms vigorously: "Mr. Du, I am in good shape." Stay up for two or three days at night, no problem at all. ”

Du Shen opened the car door: "Whatever you want." As long as you don't delay what I've arranged. ”

Du Shen drove away, and Qian Changjun and others still carefully searched the platform and temple. The temple was dusty, and there were not many traces of ordinary people's activities, let alone flour. There are no other trails down the hill around the temple, only a few trails up the mountain.

After inspecting the temple, the crowd dispersed to explore the path up the mountain. Everyone was curious, and after a brief investigation, they turned back one after another. Qian Changjun and several people who had surrendered to the deed walked down the mountain. A few people were absent-minded and thoughtful.

A middle-aged man with glasses suddenly spoke: "This Mr. Du, I'm afraid it's not small." It was only half an hour, right? There was no movement, and nearly a thousand bags of flour were quietly removed. It's not necessary, right?"

No one answered. Everyone was silent for a while, and Qian Changjun changed his left hand to hold the flour: "Whatever." At least this Mr. Du is generous, and it seems to be benevolent. ”

The man with glasses looked worried: "I'm afraid that what he wants is very big!"

"What can he do," a low, sturdy young man was lifeless, "If you are great, you will want to live this life! In this world, even if we have a little ability, we can't eat, we still starve to death!"

These words are practical and heavy. Several people present became depressed at the same time. Several of the people present had used their abilities to get out of trouble. But the ability is good, but at most it increases the ability of everyone to fight alone. In the face of a few dozen zombies or ordinary people, everyone still took a break.

"Perhaps, this Mr. Du is an official person," someone speculated wildly, "or it is the subordinate of some person in power." Otherwise, where did he get all that flour?"

"I don't think so," someone shook his head immediately, "the officials don't need to bother so much." As for those in power...... this man sneered: "You still don't know their virtues? Why don't we want to go out to collect supplies, aren't they the devils? Will they be so generous and give us flour for nothing? I estimated that this night, Mr. Du gave away more than 1,000 bags of flour. That's more than 5,000 pounds, enough for us to eat for three or four years, right?"

"It doesn't matter where he comes from," a well-mannered young man scanned the woodland at his feet in the hazy moonlight, "and it doesn't matter what his purpose is." This Mr. Du is doing things, at least quite atmospheric. He invited us to a party and gave away so much flour for nothing. Actually, we can not go at all. Isn't the flour he gave out all the water in the water?"

The urbane young man put the flour at his feet and leaned over to pull the weeds on the side of the road. He quickly gave up and complained in a low voice, "Did you think it was a turnip?"

The elegant young man got up, and seeing that everyone was silent, he picked up the flour and continued: "Judging by Mr. Du's performance. He was either bold by nature or incredibly wealthy, and he didn't care at all about the flour he gave away. Whether he is bold or not, at least there is still a lot of food in his hand. Such thick thighs, even if they are a little risky, are worth hugging, right?"

Everyone was stunned. The lifeless young man was stunned for a moment, and nodded heavily: "Doesn't it mean that the certification will continue tomorrow?" I will come to help tomorrow to see if Mr. Du still delivers flour." ”

Qian Changjun's heart tightened, and he was a little troubled: "I estimate that there will be more people coming tomorrow." What if Mr. Du doesn't have enough flour to deliver?"

"No," the man in glasses was also slightly nervous, "he's stacking more than two thousand bags of flour today." I secretly calculated, definitely not less than two thousand. Today there are close to a thousand bags left. He's not going to have a thousand or two thousand flour left, right?"

"I see that you are worried in vain," the elegant man shook his head, "In the current world, he will not only have flour, right? As long as Mr. Du can still take out more than 2,000 bags of flour tomorrow. I immediately asked him to take my knee down. I'd rather be pit to death than starved to death. ”