Chapter 13 Uncle, do well

Jing Ruhua rode a horse halfway, and met the refugees who fled, looking at the ragged and dry refugees, Jing Ruhua was stunned, this was the first time she saw a large area of refugees, and then she also understood that only the people suffered in the war years.

"Uncle, it's okay, get food." When those refugees saw that Jing Ruhua was neatly dressed, not angry and arrogant, and had a sense of nobility, they surrounded Jing Ruhua one after another, blocking the picturesque road.

Jing Ruhua had no choice, pulled the reins, looked at the pair of refugees who surrounded him, and pursed the corners of his mouth.

It's not the unhappiness of being besieged, but if the scenery is picturesque, if she gives alms, the refugees behind her will definitely not let her go, no one knows better than her that she is forced into a desperate situation, and human beings often do unexpected things.

"Master, it's better than this." Songhua looked at the refugees who poured in, they couldn't leave for a while, Songhua rolled her eyes, and she thought of an idea.

"Songhua, good." Jing Ruhua raised her eyebrows when she heard this, she didn't expect Songhua to think of such a brilliant idea.

"Hey, hey." Songhua proudly jumped out of the burden of the picturesque scenery, and was complacent on the shoulders of the picturesque scenery.

Before Songhua could jump a few times, she was startled by the burning gaze, and Songhua came back to her senses to find that the hungry refugees with green eyes were staring at it one by one and swallowing saliva.

Songhua was frightened and quickly slipped into Jing Ruhua's arms.

Jing Ruhua indulged, this body has internal force, luck internal force, Jing Ruhua's words rang in everyone's ears.

"If you want food, you must offer it to me." After Jing Ruhua finished speaking, as soon as his hand moved, a large bag of steamed buns appeared out of thin air.

The refugees looked at the food that appeared out of thin air, fell to their knees, and shouted Bodhisattva.

"Hehe, master, this is a good idea, or did I see other heroines do this, buy people's hearts or something, you can get a lot of faith power!" Songhua said proudly.

What Jing Ruhua lacks now is the power of faith, and there is no need for hatred value, even for convenience, kill these refugees, and get no more hatred than Erer, and you have to waste Jing Ruhua's physical strength, on the contrary, if it is a certain benefit of charity, plus the ancients believed in ghosts and gods, Jing Ruhua's hand will make the refugees give birth to hope, feel that it is the blessing of the Bodhisattva, and dare not offend at will, so that the power of faith is harvested, and the strength of Jing Ruhua is saved, why not.

"Master, we can still learn from the methods of the heroine in those middles, we don't lack hatred now, there is no need to fight and kill every day, besides, where will human beings believe in the big devil, we are now in the transition period, we can be a real villain appropriately, both soft and hard, good and bad." Songhua analyzed the current situation of the picturesque scene, the master is promoted step by step, a lot of hatred needs to be upgraded in the early stage, and more advanced things are needed to be promoted in the later stage, so it can no longer be like before, although it is not to be a virgin, to grace the world, then to make a good image in front of outsiders.

Jing Ruhua nodded, feeling that what Songhua said made sense, she really needs the power of faith to break through the level of a higher realm now, so she has to make certain merits to have the power of faith.

Jing Ruhua suddenly understood why there is such a saying that evil cannot prevail over good, because decent people win in the hearts of the people, and give hope when human beings suffer, no matter whether the decent side is a true gentleman or not, there will be unlimited power of faith.