Second Cycle –

"This Duan Yu has laid out a total of two killing moves, one is Miss Mengqin, and the other is Steward Qin."

"If it is really according to the Shadow Warrior's words, because he can't bear it, he sends the Shadow Warrior to deal with it, then Steward Qin's side may do it himself."

"After all, it is a costly act for a martial artist to hide his divine soul in the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows."

"Even if it's me, I won't use it continuously."

The martial arts master planted spiritual seeds in other people, which is divided into two situations.

In the first case, it is provided by the victim.

For example, Chu Qianqiu planted the mark of unconditional obedience to the immortal mountain people, this mark is provided by the immortal mountain people to provide the loss of the brand, as long as the immortal mountain people are still alive, they need to supply the spiritual brand every day, and he will raise the brand, which can ensure the existence of the brand until the end of his life.

In the second case, the soul is depleted on its own.

For example, the spiritual imprint that Chu Qianqiu planted on the Dream Girl is a self-depleting type, it is like rootless water, which will continue to weaken with time and eventually disappear.

The first is more vicious, the second is more stealthy, and does not burden the host.

Because in the second case, it is self-sufficient.

Chu Qianqiu and the man named Duan Yu were all top masters in the world, and Chu Qianqiu believed that there would be no one in this world who could waste more than him in his divine soul.

Therefore, he believed that Steward Qin was the one who personally took action.

Just wait for the rabbit.

……

Fengzhou, Peacock Town, Salesian Hospital

In the past few days, Chu Qianqiu's improvement of the "Hidden Dragon Technique" has been quite effective, and with the "Heaven and Earth Hidden Technique" of the six doors, as well as the "Blood Shadow Divine Skill", it is enough for him to levitate in the sky, tracking Steward Qin's actions without being discovered.

As a result, Steward Qin's behavior was beyond Chu Qianqiu's expectations

Because he was delivering food to the orphans of the Salesian.

"Master Lingxiu, is there enough rice in the courtyard?"

"The old man sent these four bags of rice first, and there are several truckloads of millet in the back, so I can't starve the children."

Steward Qin quietly came over with four bags of grain alone, and asked Master Lingxiu, who was originally sad, to stretch his eyebrows, and said in a loud voice:

"Brother Qin, rice is expensive in the city, how can I always ask you to break the bank."

"You also have a large family to support."

Having said that, Master Lingxiu held the four bags of rice tightly and refused to relax.

"A little rice, what's it worth?"

"The old man is on an errand in the Governor's Palace, and some of them can be fished with oil and water."

Steward Qin shook his head and interrogated carefully.

"If the Salesian House still has money on hand, buy as much rice and noodles as possible."

"In Zen City and other places, the price of rice is already 300 yuan per catty, and the current price of rice in Peacock City is only 100 yuan, which is the governor's palace and the Buddhas in the city for the face of Buddhism, to stabilize the price of rice."

"Sooner or later, it will have to go up."

When Master Lingxiu heard this, she and Steward Qin had known each other for many years, and they knew that there would be no fakes, but if she asked her to take out the silver, it was really gone.

"Where is there any silver?"

"These days, silver is like grain in a rice jar, less and less every day, and there are more abandoned children day by day."

"Poor Ni thought, just go back to the old job."

"Some nobles are good at this, and they may be able to earn a few more taels of silver."

Master Lingxiu said with a wry smile.

She was originally an outer disciple of the Hehuan Sect, working in the Yihong Courtyard, but after she was old and decrepit, she really converted to Buddhism, became a monk, and came to this Salesian Courtyard to accompany the child.

In today's Peacock City, the price of grain is also rising three times a day, although the King Kong Temple will not sit idly by and watch the Peacock City fall into famine, and has opened the granary to supply high-priced grain to stabilize the situation in the city.

However, the shortage of food still has a huge impact on the middle and lower classes of the people in the city.

It's just that when they look at the people outside the city in hell on earth, they immediately feel that they are living in the Western Elysium, and they don't stop chanting Buddha every day.

The homeless people couldn't enter Peacock City, so they left the children outside the city, and the Lingxiu Master couldn't bear to see too many children starving to death outside the city, so he always picked them up inadvertently.

This back and forth, the pressure on the Salesian House is even greater.

"No, no!"

"Mrs. Shi finally came out of the sea of red dust and desire, how can she enter the demon cave again?"

"The matter of food and silver, the old man will figure it out."

"There are many rich merchants in the city, and I hope that the old man can talk to them and ask them to donate some money."

Steward Qin shook his head again and again.

Originally, relying on his income level, the great butler of the Governor's Palace, a strong man in the late congenital stage, it didn't seem to be very difficult to raise a Salesian Hospital.

But the entire Peacock Villas is no less than Shangjing, with a population of millions, and the number of abandoned babies and orphans is also very amazing.

There are tens of thousands of mouths waiting to be fed in the entire Salesian House in Peacock Villas, and now a pound of rice costs 100 yuan, and 10,000 taels of silver can be eaten in less than a month.

In the past six months, Steward Qin has spent too much money on the Salesian Hospital, and he can't draw more for a while.

"Brother Qin wants to ask rich businessmen to donate money?"

"That's the reason, they should donate more."

"Hearing Brother Qin say this, the poor nun remembered something." Mrs. Lingxiu did not dwell too much on the matter of returning to her old business, but suddenly her eyes lit up.

"There is a brother who said that he wanted to see Brother Qin."

"Brother Childe?" Steward Qin frowned, those sons and daughters came to the Salesian Home, normally to make merits, and they often did a lot of things, and they also disturbed the children's hearts.

Some children saw that their sons and buddies were living rich and rich, and they were angry with their fresh clothes, so they were very red-eyed and made noise from time to time.

"Yes, the poor nun saw that he was a rich man."

"He is wearing a brocade robe, which is worth thousands of taels of silver."

"He said that his surname is Duan, his name is Duan Yu, and he wants to see Brother Qin."

"Okay, the old man unloaded the cart of rice and went to see him." Steward Qin nodded, he can be regarded as a master of art and bold, after all, in this Peacock City, Steward Qin is also the number one person, and his cultivation in the late stage of congenital development will make people look up to him wherever he goes.

As a result, as soon as he moved the rice noodles down to the Salesian Hospital, he saw a man dressed as a wealthy merchant walking over.

"Dare to ask the old gentleman, is this the Salesian Hospital?"

Chu Qianqiu was a businessman from out of town, looking around.

"Don't dare to be a gentleman, just call me an old man."

"This is the Salesian." Steward Qin looked at Chu Qianqiu with some suspicion.

Wealthy businessmen like him usually go to the temples and come to the Salesian Hospital, either traitors or thieves.

"Don't hide it from the old man, I grew up in the Salesian College since I was a child."

"After a lot of hardships, I got some silver taels."

"As the saying goes, those who fall into the ground think of their trees, and those who drink their streams cherish their sources." (Note 1)

"Now that the Salesian Home is in trouble, Xiao Ke should do what he can."

Chu Qianqiu's face was not red, and he made up lies without breathing, which made Steward Qin suddenly feel a little cordial, and Master Lingxiu was much more direct and hurriedly asked.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's surname, how many silver taels can you donate."

"Contemptible Bandai."

"Just donate a little, how about 100,000 taels?"

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