Zheng Fu, Shen Chi, and Wang Gua, who received the task, left from the commander's tent one after another.

Zheng Qian only left Zhou Shang and Lou Hong to make the final explanation, "Please ask Captain Zhou to select some team members from the mob camp to join Yongning with me, and be responsible for all the security and protection work of the Vientiane hypermarket, and the safety of Qiankunji will be entrusted to the elder brother!" ”

"Huh? That's not quite right, right? ”

When Lou Hong heard this, he didn't understand a little: "If you want to enter Yongning City to face the Shang Alliance, it is not enough to use the strength of Zhou Shang as a guard, it should be that he stays in Qiankun Ji, and it is appropriate for me to enter the city with you!" ”

Zhou Shang didn't make a sound, but Zheng Qian smiled unkindly, put his hand on Lou Hong's shoulder and said: "Brother, the cause we want to do, strength is not enough, we have to be sober!" ”

"What do you mean?"

Lou Hong raised his eyebrows, shook his shoulders, shook his hand away, and said dissatisfiedly: "You mean I'm not sober?" ”

"Don't be angry, brother, what I mean by sobriety is not to be brainy, but to understand the fundamental truth of our actions."

Zheng Qian, who was shaken away, smiled, but still patiently explained: "Only by knowing why to swing your fist can you hit the right target, so as not to abuse violence." ”

"Understand what you're throwing your fist for?"

Lou Hong thought that he had captured the point between the words, and raised his fist with a sandbag and said: "I understand this too well, whoever dares to go against us, I will swing my fist at whom!" Isn't that clear enough? ”

"It's... This idea is certainly sufficient for defense, but it can be applied in complex environments. ”

Zheng Qian smiled implicitly, and then asked: "Let's put it this way, brother, why does Qiankunji want to settle these homeless people to settle down and start a business?" ”

"Why? Why do you want to help the weak? ”

Lou Hong was stunned: "Didn't you help when you saw it?" ”

"The Tao is the Tao, but the truth is not the truth..."

Zheng Qian shook his head and smiled, with a helpless expression that he wanted to talk about but didn't know where to start.

This expression made Lou Hong feel that he had been greatly insulted, and shouted: "Damn, what kind of expression are you, okay, even if I don't understand, Zhou Shang can understand?" Since everyone doesn't understand, why don't you bring a strong one? ”

As he spoke, Lou Hong snapped, patted Zhou Shang on the shoulder, and sought recognition with an unconvinced expression, "You said yes!" ”

Zhou Shang, who was patted on the shoulder, did not change his face, and without even hesitation, he agreed loudly: "Commander Lou is right!" ”

Seeing that the two of them looked like they were hooking their shoulders and backs, Zheng Qian had to hold his forehead with one hand, and spit out a sentence with a helpless face, "Captain Zhou, is this really good?" ”

Suffer!

Sure enough, as soon as Lou Hong heard this, the palm on Zhou Shang's shoulder tightened suddenly, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Huh? Boy, do you know? If you understand, what should you say? Fooling Lao Tzu? ”

"Commander Lou misunderstood, what you just asked is, if everyone doesn't understand, is it right to bring strength, I think it's right, so it should be!"

Zhou Shangmian did not change his color, first answered the truth of his response, and then explained: "But I just agree with your point of view, and I don't say that I don't understand, so how can I say that I can be fooled!" ”

“？”

Hearing this, a big question mark popped up above Lou Hong's head, and he said suspiciously: "Could it be that you really understand, then tell me, what is the reason for helping the homeless?" ”

"What is not good will not be done for long."

Zhou Shang shrugged and said, "So the fundamental reason why we help the weak is because there are benefits, and the benefits are great." ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Lou Hong was very displeased when he heard this: "We gave food, paid for the construction of houses, and worked hard to teach those homeless people to make a living, but you actually said that you were greedy for benefits?" If you can't make any sense, I'm going to punish you for not knowing how to pretend to understand! ”

"Alas, since I cultivated, I found that my appetite was getting bigger and bigger!"

Zhou Shang didn't rush to explain, but got up and walked to the sand table, put up a pile of sand and soil with both hands, and asked a seemingly unrelated question without hurrying, "Ask Commander Lou, how much do you eat?" ”

"Let you explain, what kind of sand are you playing with!"

Lou Hong complained dissatisfiedly at first, but still gave an explanation: "Cultivators are like this, the higher the realm, the greater the amount of food, of course, there are individual differences, and it is also related to the amount of training, just say me, if there is no spiritual liquid to accompany the meal, if you want to maintain the daily training consumption, at least half a fat pig per meal, why do you ask this?" ”

In the corner of the sand table, Zhou Shang set up an oval sand pile, patted the bottom with his hand, and asked without raising his head: "Then can you eat less at each meal?" ”

"Eat less? Hungry? You are crazy? ”

Lou Hong was a little impatient: "Remember, we can't go hungry on the path of forging our bodies!" ”

"Okay, since you can't go hungry, are you willing to farm and herd?"

After Zhou Shang patted the cone-shaped sand pile with his hand, he nodded with satisfaction, raised his head and asked again.

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, is your kid's brain broken, we are cultivators. Do you understand? How can you do such a small thing that everyone can do! ”

Lou Hong's temper came up: "Dong Laxi has been talking for a long time, can you explain it!?" ”

"Haven't you already explained?"

Zhou Shang, who patted the mound, stood up straight, looked directly at Lou Hong's eyes, and said in a light tone: "No cultivator improves the realm in order to plant more, so as the largest consumer of resources, there is no output, which is why we must help the homeless!" ”

“... What do you mean by that? ”

Looking at Zhou Shang's calm eyes, Lou Hong panicked for no reason, and subconsciously retorted: "According to what you say, we are coveting their coolies to help the homeless?" If you don't have those people who farm, you can't practice? Ridiculous, simply ridiculous! ”

"It's really ridiculous, cultivators need a lot of resources, but they don't produce anything."

Zhou Shang's expression was calm, and he casually gave Lou Hong a heavy blow: "Even if you are hungry all over the place, I have never heard of any cultivator starving. Most of the displaced people in Qiankunji were farmers before, why did they cultivate for a year, the wind and rain were smooth, and the harvest was gratifying, but in the end, they would not have enough to eat and became homeless? ”

Rumble!

As if he was hit head-on by a ferocious combat skill, Lou Hong stiffened violently, his breathing stopped, and his brain went blank, "I... I... I "didn't say anything for a long time."

On the contrary, it was Zheng Qian on the side, and the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became!

He knew that Zhou Shang understood, but he was not sure to what extent Zhou Shang understood.

But when I heard what I had just said, my heart, which had been calm for a long time, had a strong fluctuation.

It's like a traveler walking through a lonely desert and suddenly meeting a fellow traveler.

Holding back his excitement, Zheng Qian set his eyes on Zhou Shang and asked, "Can Captain Zhou explain why?" ”

"Why else is it that people who are all over Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers. Where there are more practitioners, the heavier the burden on the peasants will be. ”

Zhou Shang's tone was still light, but people became more and more excited when they heard it.

"So what to do?"

Zheng Qian asked pretending to be indifferent.

"What can I do? It is known that Commander Lou has to eat half a pig for each meal, and there is a fat pig, so I asked, how can the three Commander Lou be fed! ”

Zhou Shang smiled and asked himself: "Fight, one die, two people divide equally, two die, one person eats two meals!" ”

"Eat two full meals, wonderful!"

Hearing this answer, Zheng Qian smiled even more happily, and asked again: "But it's not worth fighting for a fat pig, why don't you look for another one?" ”

"Where are the pigs?"

Zhou Shang also smiled: "Pigs can't eat meat and starve to death, even if they don't die, they should be too old to raise them!" ”

"Then you can eat something else, cows, sheep, tigers, leopards, do you have to eat pigs?"

Zheng Qian asked again.

"Hey, isn't it the same what you eat, the consumption is here, even if you don't fight for the fat pigs, you will fight for the cattle and sheep, the tigers and leopards, and you will still fight after all!"

Zhou Shang spread his hands, his face full of indifference: "The problem is not what to eat, but the people who eat meat." ”

"Yes, yes, meat eaters, clams, meat eaters!"

Zheng Qian stroked his palms and laughed, laughing so much that tears came out.

And Lou Hong, who was on the side, trembled and listened to the conversation between the two from beginning to end, his face kept changing, and the more he listened, the more he held his breath.

He felt as if the world he knew had suddenly shattered, and it was clear that cultivators should be role models in the world!

Cultivation should be a respectable thing, why is it that in the dialogue between these two people, the cultivator is so unbearable.

This kind of tearing feeling scratched his ears and scratched his heart, Lou Hong really couldn't stand it, and held back a sentence: "Could it be that the peasants' sufferings and the displacement are everywhere, are they all because of cultivation?" ”

Lou Hong stubbornly looked at Zhou Shang, the extremely powerful martial arts master, but his eyes were shaking and flickering at this time.

"Ugh..."

Zhou Shang sighed and didn't speak, just slowly stretched out his palm.

The palm of his hand slowly moved to the cone mound that had just been erected on the sand table and stopped.

Zhou Shang waved his hand violently, and the upper part of the conical shape was shattered, and the gravel shattered and splashed everywhere.

"Without cultivators, farmers should be able to live better; But there are no peasants ......"

The faint sound floated into his ears, and Lou Hong stared blankly at the mound of earth that was shattered by the fan, but seemed to be standing more steadily, and only felt that an awl was drilled into the atrium.

After those exercises, the images of feasting flashed through my mind one by one.

The once hearty satisfaction has become a deficiency in his heart at this time, and he doesn't even dare to carefully recall the taste of chewing food.

For the first time in his life, Lou Hong had huge doubts about the matter of cultivation and the correctness of cultivation.

"If so... And that's what it is... What's the point..."

The unconscious murmuring, representing Lou Hong's martial arts heart, was shaking violently.

"It's the cultivator who has the problem, what's the matter with the practice?"

It was still Zhou Shang who expressed his dissatisfaction with Lou Hong's angle of drilling into the horns: "Obviously, cultivators are a more productive group of people, even if they are only engaged in ordinary production work, they are stronger than ordinary producers!" ”

As if a beam of light shone into the darkness, Lou Hong raised his head suddenly: "So what should I do?" ”

"Aren't you already doing it?"

Zhou Shang pointed to the location of the Qiankun Commercial Bank on the sand table, and explained: "The number of cultivators in an area is essentially determined by resources, so the first step of the commercial bank is to help the displaced people, establish a production base, let them live in peace and obtain the benefits they deserve, so as to increase the number of producers and get more resources, so that they can support more cultivators, this is the benefit!" ”

The truth is still the same, and the matter is still the same.

But Lou Hong couldn't be as straightforward as he was at the beginning, and felt that it was all the business bank paying.

At this time, he was even a little weak-hearted: "But... Isn't it still the difference that we take most of the resources they produce? ”

"Of course there is a difference, because the way we collect resources is in exchange, not in slavery, and even less in deprivation."

Zheng Qian took Lou Hong's question and said proudly: "And the conditions we use to exchange, in addition to currency, also have a safe environment and fair rules!" Can such a big ship full of hope for life be the same as those rotten and tattered ships outside that will sink unsinkable? ”

You only need to look at the laborers in the Qiankun collection and the laborers in Yongning City to know the difference between the two.

Therefore, Zheng Qian said these words confidently, loudly, and with a clear conscience.

"Okay, I see!"

Lou Hong's eyes were bright and generous, and just one conversation made him feel that his martial arts heart had become more condensed, his fists clenched loudly, and his fighting spirit rushed into the sky: "Whoever dares to oppose us will be a rotten and broken ship, scuttling it!" ”

Silent...

Zheng Qianfu and Zhou Shang glanced at each other helplessly, and walked out together, chatting as they walked.

"Dude, you still don't get it!"

"Half-understood."

"Can there be half of it?"

"It's rare for a strong person to be able to accept his limitations."

"It's a pity that there are too few sincere martial arts powerhouses like my brother."

……

In the end, Lou Hong still accepted Zheng Qian's arrangement and stayed at the residence of Qiankun Commercial Bank.

Zhou Shang selected some teammates with a relatively peaceful temperament from the mob camp and settled in Yongning with Zheng Qian.

I have to say that Zheng Gan's actions have really attracted some attention from Yongning.

Since entering the city, Zhou Shang has noticed several peeping eyes, not to mention the eyeliner walking back and forth on the street in the middle of winter.

After all, the destruction of thousands of families has made Qiankun Commercial Bank synonymous with danger in the eyes of high-ranking families like Yongning.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Zheng Gan's movements have attracted much attention.

But the eyeliner followed for a long time, and I didn't see any big movements, just seeing the other party throwing money.

Although the shops and houses are all deserted areas, it is not difficult to detect the intentions of the Qiankun Commercial Bank from the behavior of the other party.

Is this going to get in in a big way?

No one expected Zheng Qian's movements to be so fast and bold!

Before the New Year has passed, the signboard of Vientiane Hypermarket has been erected.

At first, the families in the west of the city didn't care, after all, before that, no one knew what [hypermarket] was!

However, there are many people onlookers, pointing and pointing to see the freshness.

After all, counting nine in the middle of winter, at the end of the year, it is rare to have some time free in a year, and you will see this fresh and lively life.

Then they saw truckloads of goods heading into the Vientiane hypermarket.

Followed by the kind of price tags that are six feet high and three feet wide, hanging on the outside of the gate on the left and right, one of which is full of the names and prices of some goods, compared with similar products in Chengxifang City, it is not necessarily much affordable.

But the content on the other price card is very interesting.

【Rapid Alchemy Classroom of Qi Sensing and Pulse Realm】

[Led by Jiucheng Peiyuan Cheng Dan, he personally taught unique alchemy skills]

【Baojiao Baohui, Tong Su is not bullied】

"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.