The bones were incinerated in place, the ashes were buried deep and planted with green trees.

There is no epitaph, no explanation. If you don't dig through the dirt and look at it, you won't know that there are dead people buried here.

No one went to investigate the matter of the white bones again, and no one mentioned it again. Those who knew about this were either dead or secretly gag-off.

All traces of the men in black along the way were silently annihilated, as if they had never appeared.

Of course, in the dead of night, there are still unknown forces operating in the shadows. These are not at all known to Jin Ling and the others.

All of Jin Ling's thoughts now are spent on running his own territory, Fushan Hall.

A territory with no taxes.

Not only did they not have any tax revenues, but they also had to allocate a lot of money to maintain the food, clothing, shelter and transportation of hundreds of orphans.

Although the Jin family opened a grassland restaurant next to Fushan Hall, the profit of the restaurant is only a drop in the bucket for the required expenses.

Therefore, the whole fairy township is holding hands, ready to watch the excitement. Finally, there was a character in his immortal township who reached the heavens, but it turned out to be a second fool.

Jin Ling also understood. But he felt that what he had done was meaningful. If he doesn't care, no one else cares. Although he can't do it, at least, he can be sure that he will make the lives of these orphans better. And other people, all they bring to them are bullying and insults.

He did it according to his own heart. Perhaps it was the painful experience of the early death of his parents in his previous life that made him sympathetic to these orphans. In the last life, at least Lao Zhuang took care of himself and was good to himself, but what about these orphans, who will care about them?

The same experience allows me to have a deeper understanding of their pain.

Let Luo Ying count the specific number of orphans and materials in Fushan Hall, and let Liang Xiaoyu select children who can take care of themselves to continue to form a service team, oh no, a service squadron. It turned out that when he was in Longling Camp, there were only thirty-nine children. Now, there are ten times as many children who can take care of themselves and do simple tasks.

......

Lingshan Xianxiang, the township lord's mansion, the Mingwei Courtyard where the deputy township lord Song Peng lives.

Song Peng, Song Ning, Song An, and dwarf Liu Song and others were present. There are also several backbones of the township lord's mansion, all of whom are Song Peng's henchmen.

They were holding a meeting, and the purpose of the meeting was only one, how to deal with Jin Ling, who was rewarded by the Immortal King's imperial decree.

"Father, in my opinion, the imperial decree is not a big deal. Song Ning took the lead in saying that at this time, he was about twenty-five or sixteen, with a big waist and a round waist, powerful and powerful, and a long sword embroidered on his chest, with three gold stars on the sword. This represents the cultivation of high-level immortals.

"Jin Ling just ran into a dead mouse by a blind cat, learned the whereabouts of the six princesses by mistake, and met Captain Gong of the Black Clothes Society by chance, and only then did he get a royal decree. This does not mean that His Majesty the Immortal King has any favor for him! Your Majesty, I am afraid that he has already forgotten about him. ”

"Yes, uncle. Song An also said, "If it is true that he has met the sixth princess, why hasn't he seen the six princesses and people from the Lingluan Sect come to him for such a long time?"

Everyone expressed their conjectures. Song Peng was noncommittal.

"Father, my enmity with that kid has been forged since I was a child. Song Ning's eyes flashed with resentment, "He openly insulted me in public, broke my arm, and made me reprimanded by the township lord and detained by the township law enforcement team. ”

"Not bad. This kid killed my demon worm Komatsu, and this resentment has been hidden in my heart for a long time. Liu Song said, "If he hadn't been a young immortal who was favored by the villagers, I would have killed him a long time ago!"

Another squire-looking man frowned and said, "Deputy Township Master, you originally promised us, that Fushan Hall occupies an extremely wide area, and it is in the center of Xianxiang, and the location is excellent. After the orphans were driven away, we were going to develop into a big bazaar there. But now, it's the domain of a Dingjue......"

Hearing this, Song Peng really frowned.

The squire continued, "All of you here are your own people, and you can summon me to this meeting, and obviously treat me as your own. Since it is my own person, I might as well say it, I dare not disobey the decree of the Immortal King, I am afraid that no one in this Lingshan Immortal Township will dare to disobey...... It's just that I paid you 6,000 gold yuan for that place......"

The words stopped abruptly, and Song Peng glared at him angrily. Song Ning and the others also looked bad.

The squire knew that he had lost his words, and hurriedly shut his mouth.

After Song Peng was embarrassed, he smiled and said to everyone: "Actually, it's okay, everyone here is your own people." I have always been unabashed about the people I trust. Let's think about it, an orphanage that everyone avoids actually occupies one of the best locations in Xianxiang, and it occupies such a large area. If we can make full use of this place, how much profit value should it create!"

Everyone agreed.

Song Peng said to the squire: "Boss Lin, don't worry. I've got a way to get you what you want. I, Song someone, if I can't get this place in the end, your money will be returned at the original price!"

"It's serious, it's serious. The squire Boss Lin hurriedly expressed his prevarication, but the look on his face was obviously relieved.

"Father, why don't we find someone and go to the bottom first?" Song Ning asked cautiously, "That Jin Ling, it is said that the current level of immortal power is only the lowest level of junior immortals. ”

Song Peng thought for a while, nodded silently, and said, "You can do this." ”

A cruel light flashed in Song Ning's eyes and nodded.

"However, we must be careful about the impact, and don't have anything to do with our father and son. Song Peng said, "What I need is to get things done, not to bear a reputation for bullying the weak for myself." ”

"The father is relieved, and the son will naturally not take action himself. Song Ning was confident.

......

A group of uninvited guests came to Fushan Hall. This group of people led the way by Zhang Fengda of Fengda Casino, who had a relationship with each other. Followed by a group of vicious men. Some of the men were bare-chested, with a spotted tiger tattooed on their chests.

"It's not good, it's someone from Lihutang!" Liang Xiaoyu was taken aback, "They didn't come with good intentions, Lord Ding Jue, let's hurry up and go to Xianxiang to find someone to help!"

"Not necessarily. Jin Ling said lightly, "I want to see what they can do and what they dare to do." "Standing at the door of Fushan Hall with the children, blocking the way for people to enter the door.

"Big brother, that's him. Zhang Fengda saw Jin Ling, remembered the last time he was beaten, and couldn't help but shrink his head and hide behind a rude man.

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