"Yes."

"But very little."

"At the end of the Demon Age, people and half-demons gradually learned this special knowledge from the demons of the moderation faction."

"However, even people can't teach each other."

"What's more, the demons who have just gone through the demon era?"

"And ......"

Speaking of this, the old monk paused and did not continue.

Qin Ran didn't ask either.

Because, he knows this period of history.

Some demons continue to call themselves demons.

And some demons have become 'gods'.

Onuma is one of them.

Among the hundred gods, more than eighty percent are such beings.

As for the remaining two percent?

Half-demon, accounting for the vast majority.

Very few people have become gods.

"Is there such a person in Rashoji Temple?"

Qin Ran continued to ask.

"Yes."

"Both I and Chen can make simple treasures and basic potions."

The old monk nodded.

"Is it just simple?"

Qin Ran raised his eyebrows.

Such an answer was obviously not what he imagined.

The reason why a force with a long history can experience the erosion of time is that in addition to the rules and regulations of the force itself, it is the inheritance of the system.

Moreover, such a inheritance, except for the core part, must be comprehensive.

"Well, because, the Rashon Temple is no longer the Rashon Temple that people know."

"In that battle, we not only needed to seek refuge under the coronation of Elite, but we also lost our Craftsman and Medicine Maiden, as well as many inheritances."

"In fact, the current Rashoji Temple is just an empty shell with the name of 'Rashoji Temple'."

The old monk said slowly.

The tone was calm, and there was no special look on his face, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"That battle?"

Qin Ran asked.

The old monk did not answer and remained silent.

"What about the Craftsman Demon and the Medicine Maiden?"

"They're supposed to be a catch-all name, right?"

"Will you be able to reach them?"

Qin Ran is not a person who gets to the bottom of things, he respects the secrets of others, especially when the other party is still in his own camp.

"With the original scale of Lin City, it is difficult to support a craftsman demon or medicine girl, even if you have Ye City and many cities now, you can only barely support one of them."

"Moreover, most of the existing craftsmen and medicine girls have been summoned to their command by other crown ministers, and it is difficult for you to hire them directly."

"All that's left are some hidden craftsmen and medicine girls."

"It's hard to hire them."

"I can't promise you anything, I can only do my best."

The old monk said very conservatively.

This conservative attitude made Qin Ran understand that he still thought simple at first.

Before any plan begins, Qin Ran will subconsciously think carefully and try his best to be foolproof, and relying on the city to make props and potions is no exception.

Qin Ran had already made full mental preparations, he knew that this was not a simple matter, but the difficulty he was facing now was far beyond his imagination.

However, Qin Ran did not give up his plan.

He pondered for a moment and continued to ask, "How many treasures and potions can you and Chen make each week?" ”

"Weekly?"

"With Chen's and I's abilities, it's already a lucky thing to be able to make one every year."

"I don't have any talent for that."

"Chen is different, she has talent."

"If Her Majesty can train her well, she may be able to make two pieces a year."

Facing Qin Ran's inquiry, the old monk who had always remained peaceful showed a wry smile this time.

Chan is different?

Qin Ran followed the old monk's words and thought of the girl who used the power similar to the dawn.

Because of the power of the morning light, the other party gave Qin Ran a deep impression.

However, they never saw each other again, even in Rashoji Temple.

Plus the words of the old monk at this moment.

Obviously......

"Protection?"

Qin Ran had a guess in his heart.

Any force will protect its own special talents, and Rasheng Temple will naturally not be an exception, even if it is broken.

If it was before, if Qin Ran wanted to see this girl, it would naturally be very difficult.

But now?

With the change of identity, there is no need for Qin Ran to take the initiative, the old monk has already begun to recommend it.

"Chen is now completing a phase of his studies somewhere."

"It will take about three to four weeks, and when the time comes, she will rush back to Lin City with the rest of the people from Rasheng Temple - about seven to eight people."

Seven or eight people?

Qin Ran squinted.

The old monk did not give an accurate figure, which is enough to show that such cultivation is not safe.

But what can be completely safe?

Accidents can happen at any time, and it is far better to use the usual accumulation to deal with such accidents.

In this regard, Qin Ran had an approving attitude.

After all, he always goes through life and death in exchange for enough gains.

"I'll look forward to it."

"I also look forward to you bringing me news of the Craftsman or the Medicine Maiden."

Qin Ran said.

"I do my best."

The old monk folded his hands.

After that, the conversation revolved around the safety and management of Lin Cheng.

Qin Ran didn't bother to point fingers.

Even, in the end, he simply summoned the two demon hunters of 'Lian' and 'Mou' to meet them, and asked the two to discuss the governance of Lin Cheng with the old monk on behalf of the funeral society.

Qin Ran listened to the whole process.

Until a moment before dawn, the crowd dispersed.

The whole plan has been finalized, and all that remains is to implement it.

Naturally, this kind of implementation has nothing to do with Qin Ran, and it is completely the funeral society and Rasheng Temple that are responsible.

And Qin Ran?

After packing his backpack, he set out on his way back to Yancheng.

The agreement with Onuma is not only a contract between the two, but also about the main quest.

Of course, Qin Ran understood what was the most important thing.

……

Outside the forest city, under the cover of night.

Several hideous figures gathered here.

They whisper.

"Are the 'Gods of Forest City' sure to be dead?"

"Dead!"

"'Dead Bird' has a dinner party!"

"Great!"

"Here's our chance!"

"Kill the 'Death Bird', Lin Cheng is ours!"

The whispered dialogue, with this, turned into cheers.

However, when cheering, reason did not disappear, and some demons simply raised doubts.

"But the 'Death Bird' can kill the 'God of Forest City', and the strength must be very strong, even if we get together, ...... together"

"Afraid of what?"

"We're adults with the descendants of the Great Demon as helpers!"

The words full of doubts were directly interrupted by a demon.

As he spoke, the demon pointed to the road in the distance.

A rhinoceros-sized monster crawls next to a torn car, chewing on innocent travelers.

Blood splattered and guts flowed.

Such a scene. In the eyes of ordinary people, nature is extremely terrifying.

But in the eyes of demons, it is normal, a symbol of strength.

Moreover, the descendant of the Great Demon didn't mind showing off his power more.

Therefore, when a lone traveler appeared at the end of the road, the other party flew up with a roar without thinking about it.

Then......

Shattered by a kick.