Summer is always lively, and there are many things going on within the Demon Cult. The enthusiasm of the congregation was mobilized, and there were basically no idlers.

Nearby towns are thriving again, and although there is food in the church, it is impossible to produce things such as cloth, rouge, and jewelry on its own.

However, some people opened a winery and made their own wine and sold it.

The shops in the town buy items from other places that the Demon Cult can't produce on their own.

As the number of women entrepreneurs increased, they gained purchasing power, and the town's fat powder, jewelry, and ready-to-wear shops flourished.

The Demon Sect has been closed for a long time, and most of the women in the sect are children of poor families, so they don't know anything about fashion and fashion.

What style of clothes and what color of flowers are popular for girls in the capital are all weather vanes that they are vying to follow.

Xiaojiao bought me a bunch of 'trendy items' and put them together to dress up like a Christmas tree.

I didn't try anything, Xiaojiao tried it on herself, and she applauded gently.

Yunzhou also did not hesitate to praise - beautiful!

The aesthetics of the three of them are too avant-garde, and I always seem out of place.

We farmed all summer, went shopping, and had picnics in the fields.

I also studied cooking according to the recipe of the owner of the home-cooked restaurant, but only Yunzhou survived, and the others squatted in the toilet for the night.

They suspected that I was using poison from the poison hall as a condiment, and that eating it was not only diluted, but also had a dark taste.

After trying a few times, no one dared to eat my cooking anymore, and the cooking training was over, and we started to go around the restaurant again.

Elder Gongsun and the others have also recruited enough people who are willing to build outlying villages.

In the past few years, the year has not been good, there are more refugees, and there are too many people who are willing to work for a mouthful of food.

It's not the first time that the Demon Cult has recruited refugees who have fled, it should be said that it recruits every year.

In the past, the four elders saw the advantages of buying people at the price of cabbage, and when buying people in the servant market, they had to go to the refugee camp to pick people at the standard price, and they didn't even have to spend money, and they could manage the food in the future.

There were no middlemen to make the difference, so the four elders kept going to the refugee camps to buy people, quote the market price of servants, and pull the public money into their own pockets.

Elder Gongsun learned from this practice and went to the refugee camp to pick up many 'brave men/women', and some people were willing to settle down for them, and they didn't have to pay for building a house.

The Demon Sect doesn't really let them die, but will train them how to protect themselves, warn them, and respond to the enemy.

My fresh fruit plan is also being implemented, some fruits are suitable for preserved fruits, and Shangtang has invited a master from elsewhere to make dried fruits that are not easy to preserve and have a surplus of fruits.

In addition to watermelons, I also have sweet potatoes in my field, and I also asked someone to help me make more than half of the sweet potatoes into dried sweet potatoes, and keep the rest for roasting and eating in winter.

The night at the end of summer was already a little cool, and the secret guards sent back the news, reporting that the rivers and lakes were catastrophic, and the martial arts had returned to the era of melee.

The catastrophe in Yuancheng led to a reshuffle of the martial arts, and how many people and sects were waiting for this opportunity to redivide the territory and climb to a higher level.

The Wulin League can't suppress people, isn't that revenge for revenge, revenge for resentment?

In addition to friends, there are enemies in the rivers and lakes.

All sects and masters kill openly and secretly, for revenge and revenge, and for profit.

Now it's been mad and slaughtered.

As a dark force on the rivers and lakes, it is impossible for the Demon Sect to be unattended.

However, it is large in size and has a large number of people, and the various sects that have been mutilated by the Rainy Heaven Palace are also very short of people.

And the Demon Sect did not lose anything in the Yuancheng Catastrophe.

The Demon Sect was able to welcome the New Year and the summer harvest without incident, only because other sects did not have the strength and courage to attack it.

It's a matter of time before it happens, so I told Elder Gongsun that we must be fully prepared before that.

The first batch of crops must be hoarded, and the warehouse is in the forbidden land of the blood pool.

There are several underground shelters in the residential area, and when the alarm in the tower sounds, the elderly, weak, women and children gather in the living area to take refuge in the nearest shelter.

The evacuation site is deep underground, the entrance is airtight, and the ventilation holes are elsewhere, making it difficult to find.

It is useless to use the usual methods of smoking, irrigation, etc.

The poison hall gave each member a poison bag, and if you don't open the first layer of sealing skin, it is an ordinary sachet, and when you open the sealing layer, it is a poison bag, and you can shake or sprinkle it at the enemy, as long as the distance is not more than two meters, it is not a windy day, and the effect is very good.

The hall master of the poison hall specially applied to me and demonstrated the safety of the poison bag.

It was a very dangerous thing for everyone to have poison in their hands, but the hall master was very desperate, he collected blood from everyone, and used their blood to tailor a poison that was unique in the world for them.

To put it simply, it is a poison with 'identification'.

If someone is poisoned by this poison, the dog cultivated in the poison hall will be able to smell who the poison belongs to.

When the head of the poison hall distributed the poison bag, he specially sent someone to do propaganda to remind everyone that he was optimistic about his poison bag, so as not to be used by others and take the blame for others.

The case hall also came forward to publicize how good their ability to solve cases is and how high the rate of solving cases is.

The torture hall followed out to publicize how cruel their punishment methods were, and it was better to live than die in their hands.

Their combination of anti-crime propaganda and advertising has done a refreshing job for me.

In the end, Wu Tang appeared in the end, using an impassioned tone or a warm and soft tone, reminding the sect that we should be consistent with the outside world, and that the poison bag should never be sprinkled on our own people, in order to protect the great home of the Demon Sect, please join hands to take care of the poison bag, abide by the rules, stay away from torture, and create a better future for the Demon Sect.

I almost cried when I heard this, and even wanted to apply to the poison hall for a poison bag to wear.

Yes, everyone has it, but I don't.

The hall master of the poison hall didn't dare to ask for my blood, he was afraid that he would not return.

However, who doesn't know that the deputy sect leader's martial arts are world-famous, and he is definitely not a human being, so how can he disdain to use the ordinary secret weapons of human beings!

I would like to say... I'm crumbling, but unfortunately no one cares about me.

Is this the legendary high place that is unbearable?

The good seedlings cultivated by Wutang will be tested individually, and those who pass the assessment, I will pass on the merits to them.

It's a top secret of top secrets, and no one knows about it except me and themselves.

I am not guarding against people from my own religion, but from outside spies.

I will give any spy who gets in, and I give them a chance.

It's easy to get in, but hard to get out.

As long as they pass on information to their superiors, I will find their nest.

Fortunately, this world is still an ancient country with backward means of communication, and there are only two ways for spies to transmit information to the outside world, using animals such as carrier pigeons, or people.

After all, MeSign doesn't run back with long legs.

Unless there's someone who can do it and use the 'qi' silk to manipulate it to run away, like me.

It's a pity that the spies are not superpowers, and the means of communication they use are still backward.

Wherever they live, I can find them and inject them with filaments.

As they fly out of headquarters and over farmland, they fall from the sky and are picked up by the men I sent.