The corners of Wang Ping's mouth twitched, this big brother's brain turned quite fast, but he was not really an immortal cultivator, so he sighed and shook his head and said, "Hey... You also know that the spiritual power of the earth is thin now. ”

"I know that."

The man looked at Wang Ping and nodded seriously, he had seen all these things in it, and the powerful immortal cultivators flew to other planets because the earth was not suitable for cultivation.

"So the current spiritual power of the earth can't maintain the balance of body temperature, so... I still want this futon. ”

Wang Ping was talking serious nonsense, and put her hands behind her back, looking like a master in the world.

"Oh... So that's it..."

The man nodded a little disappointed, and after a while, the line reached Wang Ping, and the person who issued the futon put the things in Wang Ping's hand, and then waved his hand and said, "Next." ”

"Hey... It's coming, it's coming. ”

The man ran forward with a smile, took the futon and chased after Wang Ping.

"There's also a rice bowl in front, which looks pretty big."

Wang Ping saw that many people in front of him were lining up to receive the iron jar for eating, which was larger than the bowl.

Who knew that the man behind him sighed and said, "Master, you don't know anything." ”

"How?"

Wang Ping came to this kind of place for the first time, so he naturally didn't understand the problem, and the man pointed to the jars used for eating and said: "The size of this thing is ordered by the city lord, but these people will deduct rations when they distribute food, and you will know when the time comes." ”

“……”

Wang Ping nodded after listening, this ability to oppress migrant workers is still still there, and he doesn't treat people as human beings at all, he is so tired from working normally, and he doesn't have enough to eat.

"Let's go get the lunch box, and when you're done, go to the tent over there and stand by."

The green-skinned dog with them lifted his baton, pointed to the tent in the distance, lit a shoddy cigarette and left.

"What do you mean? Free time? ”

Wang Ping looked at the back of the green-skinned dog and said, the man behind him sneered and said, "How can you be so kind, you are in it to let you rest, I guess I will work tonight." ”

"Night?! How do you work at night? ”

Wang Ping looked at his cheap apprentice in surprise, and the latter shook his head helplessly and said: "People don't care if you can do it or not, anyway, just urge it, beat it if you don't obey, and throw it directly outside, no one knows." ”

"So excessive? Nobody cares about them? Or is there no one to look for the missing person? ”

Wang Ping looked at him with a frown, and the latter sighed and said, "Hey... Most of the people who come here have no money or power, or they are alone, who will go back to take care of them..."

Just when Wang Ping wanted to say something more, someone behind him urged him, and he realized that he had already lined up, so he hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Grab your stuff and go up."

The person who sent the thing looked at Wang Ping impatiently, reached out and took an iron jar and a pair of chopsticks and threw them to Wang Ping, who quickly caught it and walked forward.

"Let's go, Master, go to the tent."

Wang Ping's cheap apprentice held the futon and chopsticks, and pointed to the old yellow tent with his chin.

Wang Ping hummed, and the two walked in side by side.

The smell inside was really bad, the smell of feet and sweat were mixed together, and there were people spitting, Wang Ping really wanted to press the face of the person who spit into the phlegm he spit, but he didn't do it, he wanted to go out early.

There were nearly thirty people crowded into the small tent, and simply laying a mattress on the ground was considered a sleeping place, Wang Ping swept it, and there was still a place in the corner, so he took his apprentice and walked over.

"By the way, Master, my name is Chen Jiaming, just call me Jiaming."

His cheap apprentice grinned at Wang Ping and smiled, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and then began to spread the sheets on the ground, he slept outside, anyway, he didn't dislike others, Wang Ping slept inside.

"Hey! Boy, there's someone here. ”

A tall, thin and tall man, probably in his thirties, suddenly walked over and looked at Chen Jiaming and Wang Ping with disdain.

After Chen Jiaming laid out the futon, he stood up straight and looked at the man and asked, "Where is there anyone?" Isn't this empty? ”

"Lao Tzu said that someone is someone! Can't I take it for someone else? ”

The tall and thin man scolded sharply, and suddenly raised his slap high and slapped it towards Chen Jiaming.

"Smack!"

Chen Jiaming's eyes that had been closed hurriedly opened, touched his face, he was not beaten, he looked up, his master tightly grasped the hand of the thin and tall man, the latter's face was flushed, and he wanted to pull his hand out but couldn't exert his strength.

"Master..."

Chen Jiaming looked at Wang Ping's indifferent face, and his heart suddenly warmed.

"Boy... You'd better let go, or I'll let you know what life is better than death!" ”

The man pulled his hand back vigorously, but Wang Ping's strength was surprisingly large, and he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

Wang Ping snorted coldly, and suddenly grabbed the man's hand and pushed him backwards.

"Oops..."

The man fell heavily on the other person's body, and the two of them lay directly on each other's stomachs.

"Don't bother me, knock out your teeth again."

Wang Ping looked at the tall and thin man coldly and said, he doesn't want to cause trouble now, but not causing trouble doesn't mean that he will be bullied.

"Fuck..."

The tall and thin man struggled to get up on the ground, and suddenly there were two or three more people behind him, who seemed to be in the same group as him.

"You two want to go against us, don't you?"

The tall and thin man sneered and looked at Wang Ping, who sighed, then pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed him in the neck.

"Big brother be careful!"

The two people behind the tall and thin man hurriedly rushed forward, but Wang Ping had already strangled his neck with his arm, and then put the dagger against his neck, making a knife mark, and blood slowly flowed out of it.

"I've said it, don't bother me."

Wang Ping strangled his neck viciously, and the knife in his hand slowly strengthened.

"Big... Big brother..."

The tall and thin man grabbed Wang Ping's hand in horror, and his body had begun to tremble, and he was in a urine. The smell then came out of his crotch.

"! It's disgusting! ”

Wang Ping was directly frightened when she saw this kid, so she let go of her arm and kicked him out with a hard kick.

The tall and thin man got up and ran out, not knowing what to do.

More than a dozen men around looked at Wang Ping with some fear, and secretly swore in their hearts that this guy must not be provoked, this is a master who dares to fight hard, and they are far away, and even the man next to Chen Jiaming silently moved the quilt to the side.

Wang Ping doesn't care about this, it's a good thing, happy to be idle, and the position on the bed has become bigger.

"Master, it's going to be fine..."

Chen Jiaming looked at the tent a little timidly, just now those few people ran out I don't know if it was a person, although his master is very powerful, but two fists are difficult to beat four hands, they have a high chance of suffering.

Wang Ping smiled, put the dishes and chopsticks next to his head, and then took off his coat and said, "What are you afraid of, I'm so powerful, what are you afraid of?" ”

"But..."

Chen Jiaming wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wang Ping.

"Don't say it, don't worry, they won't be back."

Wang Ping looked at Chen Jiaming and said, gave him a reassuring look, and then wrapped his coat in a roll, put it under the back of his head and closed his eyes.

"An immortal cultivator is an immortal cultivator... The realms are different. ”

Chen Jiaming looked at Wang Ping, who was full of calmness, and was even more convinced of him in his heart.

Sure enough, as Wang Ping said, those people never came back, I don't know if they changed places, Wang Ping rested for two hours, and then opened his eyes, he glanced at Chen Jiaming, who was still sleeping next to him, put on his coat and walked out.

"I'm hungry... I don't know if there's anything to eat. ”

Wang Ping walked out of the tent, touched her gurgling belly, and looked around for something to fill her stomach.

"Hey! That kid over there! ”

Suddenly, a voice came from his ear, but he didn't care, and still walked on his own.

"! You can't hear Lao Tzu speak, can you! ”

A man's roar came, and then he heard the sound of a stick flying from the air, Wang Ping reached out without looking back, and directly took the stick in his hand, and then he slowly turned his head, and a green-skinned dog was looking at him in surprise.

Wang Ping walked towards him with a stick, his face was full of indifference, the green dog was frightened and straightened his hind legs, who knew that Wang Ping handed the stick to him when he walked up to him and said, "Do you know where to eat?" ”

"That's... Over there..."

The green-skinned dog was frightened by Wang Ping's empty-handed kung fu of catching the flying stick, and trembled and pointed to a large makeshift stove.