On the sixteenth day of the fourth month of descent from the mountain, on October 14, the haze gradually dissipated.

It took us two days, and Feng Xiaoer and Zhu Xuan were finally ready.

Two almsgiving points were set.

One point is: at the entrance of the [Zhujia Pharmacy] in the city, there was a large flow of people here every day.

The other is: dozens of meters outside the gate of Jianye City, along the edge of the official road, set up a stall to set up a charity point.

Feng Xiaoer set aside 200 stone of grain from the warehouse of the Feng Family Chamber of Commerce, and used it to deal with this charity plan first, two charity points, each with five stones of grain to cook porridge every day, one pot and one pot from six o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the afternoon, a full six hours.

The two families gathered enough 2,000 medicinal materials, and all the night's work was ground into medicinal powder, packed and put away.

Fifty herbs were used for each almsgiving site every day, which was enough for two alms for twenty days, but only for twenty days.

We have to find a way to buy more herbs in these 20 days.

And the most important thing is to get enough money.

Feng Xiaoer also gritted his teeth and donated the dividends from the robbery of the thieves on his way, although the two of them added up to only 100,000 taels of silver, which was just a drop in the bucket, but it was always better than nothing.

Because the amount of deficiency is too large, Feng Xiaoer can't make the decision to spend money from the family account, and has already written a letter to send it to Feng Yangyue, hoping to get a reply as soon as possible to help alleviate some of the funding gap.

The head of the Zhu Xuan family also took out 100,000 taels of silver, if he could successfully buy back the 200,000 taels of medicinal materials that the Zhu family lacked in the early stage, it would already be a very ideal situation, at least nearly 10,000 complete medicinal materials could be dispensed.

The head of Zhu Xuan's family is also a benevolent doctor, and the Zhu family disagreed at first, and many people did not agree to do a loss-making business.

In the end, Zhu Xuan took out the letter from her grandfather, the owner of Changlin Village, which contained a sentence "If the master of Benxin comes to Jiangnan, remember to make friends, this person can invest", so he tried his best to overcome public opinion and accompany me and Feng Xiaoer to have a crazy fight at any cost.

Autumn in October is cool.

Before dawn, Lin Luoluo and Feng Xiaoer and I set off to the town outside the city.

The city is completely handed over to the head of Zhu Xuan's family, and it is also her territory, so it is completely fine to believe in her ability.

The shed had already been erected yesterday, and Feng Xiaoer pulled a strip of cloth on the side, and the four big characters of Long Feifeng Dance read 'Free Medicinal Porridge'.

The people of the Feng family had already been busy an hour ago, setting up pots and stoves, with sufficient manpower, and boiling ten pots of porridge at the same time.

When we arrived, the first pot of porridge had just been boiled, and the lid had just been opened, and the aroma of medicine had already wafted in.

Bowls of good white porridge are steaming hot on the wooden table.

In fact, it doesn't look white, but a faint beige, I think it should be the color of the doped powder, and the medicinal fragrance mixed with the white porridge is inexplicably a little tempting.

"Master, if you are wronged, let's eat this for breakfast." Feng Xiaoer said.

"Why, we're such picky people. Luoluo, come, this bowl is for you. With that, I picked up a bowl and gave it to Lin Luoluo.

Forehead...

A strong medicinal fragrance in the mouth, the rice grains are soft and soft, the entrance is slippery, the taste is extraordinary, the grain fragrance is rich, light and palatable

It's okay, it's just a simple medicinal porridge, I even kind of thought, another bowl.

One after another, people entered and left the city, and farmers and merchants who walked back and forth came to ask for a bowl of porridge to drink. The Feng family and the Zhu family arranged for many people to take the initiative to bring the cooked hot porridge to those infected people who were curled up on the side of the road, on street corners, and under trees, to drink bowls of hot porridge and warm their bodies.

Everyone hurried, said thank you, and they were busy, and the burden of life did not allow them to stop.

The sun rises in the east, the golden light falls on the earth, the coolness of the early autumn morning gradually dissipates, and the hot porridge warms the heart.

A white dress jumped down on the edge of the almsgiving booth against the rising sun, only to see that it was a white and flawless flower and moon appearance, bright eyes, bright teeth, red lips and pink face, and a fair lady 'Yunduoer' girl.

"Give me back the sword." As soon as they met, Yun Duoer was angry and talked directly to me.

"Sister Yun Duo'er, good morning, you are so beautiful today." Lin Luoluo approached her.

That night, Lin Luoluo didn't know that we had a fight, and I robbed her sword.

"No, you didn't give it to me." I have a proud face, and the famous sword in my hand has no reason to return it before I win against me.

"It turns out that Master's sword was given by you Sister Yun Duo'er, I asked Master if he refused to tell me, where do you rub it every day, man." Where did Lin Luoluo find her to complain.

Look, this hand 'drops', wonderful.

"Hmph, don't pay it back. Luoluo, you can't believe too much in a man's words, and his mouth is full of nonsense. As she spoke, Yun Duo'er walked forward and picked up a bowl of slightly cooler white porridge and put it in her mouth.

Yun Duo'er drank it in a few sips: "There are a lot of medicinal herbs in your porridge, and the taste of the medicinal herbs is too strong, just like drinking medicinal food." Are you trying to save them? ”

I shook my head: "I can't talk about saving, let's do my best, the entire huge Jiangnan, I can't do anything." ”

Yun Duo'er suddenly jumped away from the topic: "I asked the head of the Zhu Xuan family, and she also told me your plan." I also gave her the 1,000 taels of gold tickets for your head, and used them to buy medicinal herbs. Smelly monk, you have to remember that you owe me a sum of money. ”

"Hey! This is not what I asked you for, so you are not afraid that she will lie to you. "One thousand taels of gold is one hundred thousand taels of silver, it really is, people sit at home, and debts come from heaven.

"You think it's you. Anyway, what about your monk's robes and robes, why don't you wear them anymore? Yun Duoer asked curiously.

"If I don't wear monk's clothes, I'm still a monk. There is no difference. I gestured with my hands.

While we were chatting, a small group of patrol soldiers, five people walked over, and stood in front of the stall with a fierce look.

The one who took the lead suddenly shouted:

"Who told you to set up a stall here! Don't eat any of them! ”

Lin Luoluo was frightened and subconsciously hid behind me.

Many people who were drinking porridge were also taken aback, hurriedly put down the bowl in their hands, and ran far away without looking back, not wanting to cause trouble.

Feng Xiaoer saw that this was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Official, we are just giving alms, it's free, do you want to have a bowl too, the taste is okay." ”

"Less nonsense, no stalls without permission." As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed the side of the table with one hand, and lifted it hard before everyone could react.

Bang!

Smack!

A bowl full of porridge flew up and down in front of everyone's eyes, and fell to the ground, scattered and shattered.

For the first time since I came down the mountain, I felt anger in my heart, and I didn't even feel my fists clenched.

Before I could attack, I saw a white figure flash, the skirt fluttering, and a delicate fist imprinted on his face.

In the exclamation of the officers and soldiers, they flew upside down a few meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahh My handsome nose! her for me! ”

Syllable!

Bang Bang Bang!

Four figures flew out in a graceful arc.

Yun Duo'er crossed her hands on her hips: "Get out of here!" If you dare to make trouble again, don't blame me for being unkind! ”

"Wait! If you dare to make trouble in Jianye City, you will die! "The one who takes the lead is still hardening.

"Don't say it, boss, go, let's go." Several others hurriedly picked him up and fled the scene.

"Humph!" The clouds scared them with their fists.

Relieve gas!

It is... It's a big fuss.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.