Chapter 146: Demon Cult Farming
Elder Gongsun couldn't do anything about him, so I also worked with them to persuade him. No matter how powerful his magic skills are, as long as he uses them for a long time, he is still in danger.
Wan'er's martial arts can hardly help, and the masked man's methods are very unusual.
Although the masked men invited me to come with them, the Demon Cult must remain in charge.
Simon Innocent personally inspected the maze and found that several key mechanisms had been damaged by traitors and could not be repaired.
The labyrinth is equivalent to being wasted, and the headquarters area will no longer be safe.
The Demon Cult that has lost the protection of the maze is likely to become fat in the eyes of some people.
Today's congregational people are not used to life without maze, and they have lived under the protection of maze for generations, and they have long since forgotten what it is like to be waiting for a day and bloody rain.
Neither the martial arts nor the people responsible for training the 'armed' sect members had any experience in group fighting.
The assassins of Wutang only occasionally went out to carry out assassination missions, and they still went out secretly by one or several people, and did not participate in the battle of hundreds or thousands.
Simon has no hatred to leave at this time, which is really outrageous.
Even his die-hard fans felt that he was a little disregarding the life and death of the sect, so they strongly advised him not to leave yet.
How much he wanted to find his birth mother, even I, who had known him for a short time, knew it.
What's more, Elder Gongsun, who watched him grow up, must not be able to persuade him in the end.
He said there were two of us, and one was enough.
He also asked me, don't you want to farm?
Now is the perfect time to start implementing the plan.
He has to go, and I can't force him to stay, after all, this is his home.
But Wan'er must stay, as half of the mother's family, I am against her going out on adventures.
Simon wanted to take his daughter-in-law to see his mother-in-law, but he was worried that he would not know if there would be a next chance after seeing him.
But my mother's family is even more afraid that she will not return, and I don't trust the masked people, even if they tell the truth, I still don't feel at ease.
They may not be able to do anything about Simon Wuhate, but Wan'er does not have profound skills to protect her body, even if Ximen Wuhate is willing to protect her desperately, she may not be able to protect her.
Fortunately, Simon is not so stubborn about things related to Wan'er's safety.
He asked Cheng Fei to paint a portrait of Wan'er, and took her portrait to meet his future mother-in-law, so that his mother-in-law could know what his daughter-in-law looked like.
The Demon Cult has no painters, and there are not many literate people.
There are no shops, no schools, illiterate children, and the next generation is still illiterate.
When recruiting, only the 'physical' test is done, and there is no written test.
Not to mention the servants who were bought casually, if they didn't survive, no one would come in and be a servant for a mouthful of food.
It turned out that when I was at home, I was so poor that I couldn't eat, and reading was a daydream.
Simon took the cartoon version of Wan'er's portrait without hatred and left in a hurry.
Before leaving, he promised Wan'er that he would come back to marry her mother after seeing her.
Hearing what they said when they parted, my heart suddenly struck, and I always felt that it was unlucky to set up a flag on such an occasion.
I injected healing energy into him, not a trace, but a large mass.
Waving goodbye to him, I was a little worried as I watched him follow the masked man away.
But there were so many things waiting for me to do, and this little worry was quickly squeezed out by work.
After the death of the Four Great Elders and their people, no one in the sect questioned my identity for the time being.
Simon has no hatred to set up the position of deputy sect leader, and they also approve of it.
They had seen the oil hidden everywhere in the headquarters.
If I hadn't informed them in advance and protected them with special means, they knew what would happen to them once the oil was ignited.
Since I am a great hero of the Demon Sect, their benefactor, and the sister of the sect leader, it seems that there is nothing wrong with serving as the deputy sect leader.
After Simon left without hatred, the first thing we did was to have a meeting.
I took out the plan I had prepared and only talked about two things at the meeting.
First, it is necessary to pay close attention to safety work in the future, and second, the future development of the Demon Cult depends on agriculture.
A few fans of the farming plan Ximen Wuhate knew that they were mentally prepared, but they still didn't believe that I could really do such a thing.
Until I announced it in front of everyone.
The old man in the sect felt that this matter did not seem to be what the Demon Sect should do.
But when young people heard that farming can make everyone's lives better, they were a little excited.
Ordinary members can only eat three meals a day, and the servants are almost the same treatment, the difference is that the servants are not paid, and the ordinary members can receive a meager salary.
However, there is no place to spend money in the church, what to eat, drink, and wear every day is determined by the superiors, and they can't buy rice when steaming buns in the canteen today.
People who form a family in the Demon Sect also have no choice about what ingredients they send and what they cook.
They want to earn more, have more choices, and improve their quality of life.
Servants can also be paid according to their work, and they are paid the same as everyone else, and they are equally impressed.
Elder Gongsun and Huangfu are illiterate, these old people, they are only worried about one thing, everyone is farming, what should be done about the affairs of the rivers and lakes?
Do you want to practice martial arts, is the Demon Sect still considered a Jianghu sect?
I've thought about this for a long time, and of course I can't just farm, especially after the maze disappears.
At present, the rivers and lakes are in turmoil, and the Martial Arts Alliance is falling apart, and someone will definitely take advantage of the chaos to come to the Demon Sect to test the truth.
found out that they changed into farming little sheep, so why not snatch it wantonly?
Therefore, farming should be done step by step, first divide some people, and pick out people who usually have nothing to do and eat idle food, and first pick out the wasteland for farming.
Needless to say, just by looking at my face, they know that I am not a great good person.
After the news was announced that everyone in the church would have to work and no longer support idlers, no one was surprised that the church knew that it was my decision.
Guard Jia volunteered to help me find out the 'people's feelings', and the news he brought back was that the sect members never thought that it would be easier to work under me than under the four elders.
Their exact words were, 'I'm afraid it's harder.'"
I'm glad they know that, but I don't force them to love their work.
If you don't want to work, you can leave on your own, and no one will stop you.
Those who are willing to stay and earn money with their hands to support themselves must obey the distribution and arrangement in the future.
Of course, there are people who don't want to work and want to eat white food.
But with a hundred of their guts, they didn't dare to make trouble.
The Demon Cult is not a village, and I am not a village chief or town head.
There are no such places as poison halls, torture halls, and secret halls in villages and towns.
The village chief and the town mayor waved their hands, and they would not let the troublemakers die instantly, and the blood would flow into rivers and piles of corpses.
How good my martial arts are, they have some points in their hearts.
The four elders don't dare to duel with me, how many heads do they have?
Some leave silently, others have hope for the future.
There are also those who take a wait-and-see attitude to see if the result is good or bad.
I have the principal for farming, and now money is not a problem, mainly people.
The patrol has been reorganized and its number has been reduced by one third.
They are not only responsible for patrolling the headquarters block, but also patrolling the outer maze.
I remembered the renovation team of Simon Wuhite's group, sent them to the maze, and told them to build a few watchtowers first, according to a certain distance.
It doesn't matter if someone comes here sporadically, I'm just afraid of a large-scale surprise attack.
The decoration team was hired by Simon Wuhate with a lot of money, and it can be described as a decathlon.
The renovation of the new house is nearing completion, and Simon has no hatred and doesn't know when he will come back, and they are idle.
The watchtower adopts a pure wooden structure, and there are not too many people left on it, and each tower is guarded by two people, every 8 hours, three shifts.
Something is done to send a message to the monkey, so that the patrol people don't have to go over to patrol frequently.
Every two hours, the tower sends out a signal to the patrol team, and as long as the signal is played, it means that everything is safe.
The color of the signal fireworks that have an accident or an abnormal situation is different from that of reporting safety.
The four courtyards are still key protection objects, although I don't know what the things in this courtyard do.
But it should be a very important thing for the people in the Demon Cult to guard it from generation to generation.
And it moves, maybe it's an ancient black technology product such as an instrument for measuring earthquakes.
In short, it certainly doesn't hurt to keep them functioning properly.
As for the vacant positions, they will be recommended by Elder Gongsun to fill the vacancies.
If you can't do it for a while, it's a probationary period.
The four elders, including their predecessors, gave all the resources in the sect to their cronies.
So when they and their cronies go offline, some 'intangible' resources go offline.
The first person to worry about this was Xiao Wicked, the new hall master of the Martial Hall.
He took this name and was domineering, but in fact he was a gentle person.
He was recommended by the illiterate emperor and promoted to the head of the martial arts.
Within seven days of taking office, he came to me, first wandering outside the courtyard, asking his subordinates to come in, and then pacing in the courtyard.
The subordinate next to him, who didn't know what he was going to do, grinned and couldn't hold it anymore.
In the end, I got tired of the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the floor, so I took the initiative to open the window and call him in.
The weather is getting cooler, the doors and windows are all closed, the plants in the courtyard are losing their leaves, and the autumn season is getting stronger, but the master of Xiao Hall is sweating.
"Hall Master Xiao, if you haven't thought about it, go back to Wutang and think about it first, don't grind the soles of your shoes in my yard." As the co-chair, I can hold meetings in the council hall and handle the affairs of the church.
It's the same as the emperor's early dynasty, but there are no major events, and the sect leader will not go to the council hall to work.
It is usually in the study of one's own residence to meet the 'supervisors' under him.
Yunzhou recently had a new partner, not tired of being by my side, he had a strong interest in being a teacher, learned from my practice, made a lot of literacy and numeracy cards, to teach drug people to recognize words and learn to speak.
Simon left without hatred, the wedding was put on hold for the time being, and Wan'er was free, following Yunzhou every day and continuing to be her maid.
Not to mention that occupational diseases are not easy to treat, Nanjiu and Yueba can obviously work on the table, but they have to hide under the table, on the top of the beams, and in the corners, doing their duty as secret guards.
The guards Jia, Ding, and Xin were arranged by me to lead people to cut wood, the three of them were born as guards, and they had a good foundation in martial arts, and I believe that he could settle those who had not participated in labor for a long time.
Thanks to their efforts, the mangrove forest has become a firewood stack for the Demon Cult.
Mr. Zhang was the hall master in the merchant hall, taking accounts every day, and he was so busy that Yue Nanxiang finally came back to me...... Retreat and martial arts.
Cheng Fei applied to go to the poison hall as an apprentice and work as an assistant to the new hall master.
I will not allow the poison hall to test the poison on living people again, and the torture hall is also empty.
The master of the Dark Hall disappeared, and on the day of the rebellion, all the people in the Dark Hall disappeared.
When the four elders fought with Simon Wuxi, when their lives were in danger, there were no secret guards to save them.
Anyone who has been in or out of the Demon Sect that day, I will know.
So they didn't disappear on the day of the rebellion.
Only I didn't enter the dark hall, and the hall master and the secret guards who were still cultivating and training inside didn't have my qi on them.
I reckon they left the Demon Cult headquarters through other routes before the rebellion.
Shangtang had sent people out, and the fishing village where Yue Nanxiang and Mr. Zhang lived temporarily was also guarded.
In the days leading up to the rebellion, there were indeed frequent arrivals, and not necessarily every group of those who went out returned.
Regardless of whether the hall master of the dark hall was a member of the four elders or not, since they had already run away, there was no need to send someone to find them.
The sky is big, and who knows where they went.
If they were the members of the four elders, sooner or later they would come back for revenge.
If they just took advantage of the chaos to escape from the Demon Cult and find another job, then there was no need to bother with them.
There are so many things that need to be done in the church right now, and I only have to solve the trouble of finding the door.
For example, Xiao is a wicked man, standing in front of me, still like an ant on a hot pot.
"If you have something, just say it." I didn't call him into the house to see his round face, which was flushed.
"Deputy Sect Master, I, my subordinates... There is one thing......"
"If you swallow and spit it out, I'll make your head move."
"The martial arts cheats in the sect are gone, please send someone to collect some more."
"Isn't that able to speak normally? Let's talk about it in detail, what martial arts cheats? ”
Xiao is sorry for his name, and he doesn't look like a wicked person at all.
He glanced at me, perhaps hearing that my tone had not changed much, and that there was no sign of anger, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued:
"Deputy Sect Master, you also know that our Demon Sect is not only a kind of martial arts practiced by the sect master, but also different martial arts practiced by various elders, Dharma protectors, and hall masters."
I nodded, indicating that I knew this, and motioned for him to continue.
He swallowed his saliva, and now that he had started, the rest of his words were much smoother.
When the Demon Sect was founded, it collected a lot of martial arts secrets from all over the place.
Give it to the right people in the sect to practice, in order to strengthen the Demon Sect and let everyone have the ability to protect themselves.
But as the maze was erected, martial arts turned from a 'weapon' into a luxury, a reward, and a rare resource.
From choosing the right person to practice, it has become handing it over to cronies to practice.
The teaching of martial arts by seniors is no longer to see who has the right physique and whether they are loyal to the Demon Sect.
After a long time, not only the quality of martial arts has declined, but there are fewer and fewer people who know it.
Some of the cheats were even destroyed in factional struggles.
The martial arts of the four elders were taught orally by their predecessors.
There were no paper textbooks left at all, and the apprentices of the four of them had only been getting started for a few years, and their level was too average, so they were easily solved by the masked man.