"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!" a burly man was lying on the ground and shouting, and the voice could be heard from dozens of feet away. In a short time, he could see that many people surrounded him, and some people tried to help him up, but they were afraid that his injuries would worsen, so they had to put a bed and quilt under him so that he would not lie on the ground.

After a while, a few people walked in from the periphery of the crowd, led by the sitting doctor of Zhao's pharmacy. This doctor, surnamed Wei, is a doctor with good medical skills found by the Zhao family in Lingshan Town, and usually sits in the Zhao pharmacy and prescribes some medicines. There are a lot of ordinary people gathered in Lingshan Bazaar now, and if there is a headache and excitement on weekdays, they will come to Zhao's Pharmacy to let Dr. Wei take a look, and they don't dare to bother the monks of Sanqing Palace. Fortunately, the people who are moistened by the aura usually have very few chances of getting sick, and most of the prescriptions prescribed by Dr. Wei are nourishing prescriptions, and they can occasionally meet those who are weak and sick.

Just now he was still in a daze in the pharmacy, when he was pulled out of the chair and said that someone had injured him and asked him to take a look. He was both excited and sad, and his ability finally had a place to use. He's already good at bone injuries, and this time he can be considered to be able to show his skills.

"Quick, let me see where the injury is!" he pulled away from the crowd, walked over to the burly man, observed his eyes for a while, and said, "Okay, don't shout, it's just some skin trauma, the bones are a little misaligned, it's not a big deal!"

Dahan's face turned pale with pain, and he trembled and said, "You said it lightly, but it hurts me!"

Doctor Wei pouted: "You're okay, if you don't have as thick skin and flesh as you, you may have fainted in pain." However, how did you fall so that you just happened to drop your big crotch?"

Dahan sighed: "I'm not here to catch up with the deadline, I was setting up a shelf on the construction site just now, who knew that one didn't pay attention and fell directly from the second floor." At first, I didn't feel anything at all, so I patted my ass and stood up, and who knew that when I came back from work, I started to feel pain as soon as I walked here. ”

Doctor Wei said: "Okay, you are lucky, just fell on the big crotch, if you fall on the vertebrae, maybe you have to go to the immortal masters to take a look." Okay, okay, you lie here first, I'll go back and prescribe a patch for you, and you'll be fine in a few days after you put it on. With that, he turned around and left.

When he came back, he already had a few more paper bags in his hand, took out a paper bag and opened it, inside was a pair of medicine stickers, he didn't care about the dirt that the big man had just rolled on, he directly opened his clothes and put it on the big man, and said in his mouth: "Okay, just take care of a few pairs of medicine stickers and you'll be fine." ”

Turning around, he said to everyone present, "If you have time, send this kid home." After saying that, he turned around and left, not even asking for money for the medicine patch. But the big man couldn't help but express himself, and endured the pain and shouted in the back: "Doctor, when the injury is healed, I must come to the door to pay for the medicine, and then thank Your Excellency for your kindness!"

Everyone carried Dahan home, and only then did they begin to discuss the benevolence of Zhao's Pharmacy and Dr. Wei. Maybe it's because the values preached by Sanqing Palace have influenced everyone in Lingshan, and they are all interested in helping others. Let Hao Zhicheng, the general manager of Lingshan Bazaar, feel that he can do nothing.

When Qin Guan was chatting with Nian Luyao and others, he sighed: "It is worthy of the people under the rule of my Sanqing Palace, this ideological consciousness is high." A grateful and virtuous person, a benevolent and righteous high virtue, is not in vain in this pure land opened up by our Sanqing Palace. ”

Nian Lu Yao shook his body, he was still used to sitting in a wheelchair, instead of standing on a prosthetic leg: "Palace Master, although this is a trivial matter, it can be seen from it that just a few years are enough for ordinary people to trust the concept of our Sanqing Palace, not to mention that in the future, the reputation of our Sanqing Palace in Beihai will become more and more resounding, and more people will trust us." At that time, even ordinary people who don't practice will be able to surpass those cultivators who respect their strength in terms of mental cultivation!"

The monks of the older generation of Sanqing Palace all deeply understand that the heart is more important than spiritual power, so from the very beginning when Sanqing Palace built the spiritual mountain, it has imperceptibly influenced these ordinary people, and now it can be regarded as a preliminary effect.

Qin Guan pondered for a moment and said, "Since this is the case, we also have to come up with a plan to reward them, and we can't let this performance be done in vain." This is not only related to whether our education will be successful in the future, but also whether there will be people willing to continue to be kind in the future. ”

Qin Guan was full of emotion about this matter. In his previous life, he also helped many people with enthusiasm, but most of the people who were helped only gave him indifferent responses, and very few people would give him encouragement or even give him back. If now, when he has the ability to help more people, he still doesn't choose to guide people's kindness, then what's the point of cultivating to heaven? "After all, everyone is like a dragon, and it is Datong!"

More than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and a lot of loose cultivators and small sects have come from all directions one after another, fortunately, the huge Lingshan Bazaar can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, and now it only occupies a small point. However, because the facilities built are not complete, even if these people want to gain a foothold in Lingshan, they have to stay in the inn opened by the locals of Lingshan for the time being.

In the past ten days, all kinds of shops that have begun to appear have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the commercial district in the north has now become a large construction site, but everyone who still has some ability to help people build has now become construction workers and is working here in full swing.

However, there is still a big shortage of manpower, after all, there are only a few thousand ordinary people, and the rest are monks, so these monks can't be allowed to do these jobs. Not only did the monks lose face, but ordinary people were also afraid of delaying the monks' cultivation, so these buildings had to be built quickly.

Hao Zhicheng looked at it, this is not good, at this rate, even next year, it will be impossible to completely build the huge Beifang City. He hurriedly found Yu Qi, expecting Yu Qi to come up with a solution. As for Qing Xuan, Hao Zhicheng didn't dare to disturb him, just Qing Xuan's black face could scare him into not daring to speak.

Yu Qi spoke much better: "Manager Hao, don't worry, I think this matter is easy to solve." A few days ago, I granted those loose cultivation tokens to those who came to our Spirit Mountain, and I know the specialties of many people. One of them's specialty is estimated to be able to solve your problem. ”

Hao Zhicheng asked curiously: "Steward Yu, do you want to tell me what that person is good at?"

Yu Qi smiled, sold a pass, didn't tell Hao Zhicheng, and directly asked Hao Zhicheng to go to the bazaar to find the loose cultivator named Fan Jian.

As soon as Hao Zhichengfu heard this name, an obscene-looking face popped up in his mind, he shook his head, and the imagination in his mind swayed out: "Why does this person's name sound so 。。。。。。 So special?"

Yu Qi held back a smile: "Yes, when I first heard his name, I was also stunned for a while. I don't know how his parents named their son, how did they come up with such an embarrassing name. Don't say it's you and me, even Elder Qingxuan, when he first heard him say his name, his face was also twitching, if it weren't for maintaining his black face image, it was estimated that he would have laughed. ”

Hao Zhicheng didn't dare to gossip about Qingxuan behind his back, so he had to smile with Yu Qi, then wrote down Fan Jian's address, turned around and returned to the bazaar.

Fan Jian was a small foundation monk who worked with his father, who was a mason, since he was a child. If it weren't for the tsunami, he would have inherited his father's craft and worked as a diligent mason on the island.

But there were unforeseen circumstances, and a tsunami destroyed the small mortal city, leaving only dozens of people displaced to a foreign land, including Fan Jian. If it weren't for the chance encounter with a casual cultivator looking for a mantle heir, he would have starved to death on the streets.

The casual cultivator had reached the upper limit of his lifespan, and the professor gave Fan Jian a basic cultivation technique, as well as a two-handed small spell, and passed away. Fan Jian relied on those two small spells to struggle to survive in Beihai, and practiced all the way to the foundation building period. Of course, his qualifications are not good, so after practicing for a hundred years, he is still at the level of the early stage of foundation building.

However, the two spells he learned were extraordinary, other monks either practiced some powerful spells, or practiced some superb protection spells, but Fan Jian was good, and the two spells inherited from his master had nothing to do with the battle at all. These two spells, one is the Yellow Turban Force, which relies on the painted paintings to summon the Yellow Turban Warrior to carry things, and the other is to scatter beans into soldiers, although it sounds very mysterious, but in fact, it is to turn a bean into a labor force that can be maintained for a period of time, and it has to be driven by people, which is very rigid, and it is not as much as the Yellow Turban Warrior can carry more things, but it consumes more spiritual power than the Yellow Turban Warrior, and the chicken ribs are very strong. Therefore, under normal circumstances, Fan Jian used the portrait of the Yellow Turban Lux as his main means of making money, and carried some things for other monks to earn spirit stones.

At this time, Fan Jian was meditating in the inn, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside the door, he woke up from his meditation, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is outside the door?" disturbed his practice, and he was naturally a little annoyed. I finally came to a place with abundant spiritual energy like Lingshan, and I haven't been cultivating for a long time, and my spiritual power has just increased a little, and I was interrupted from my cultivation.

The person outside the door smiled and said: "Daoist friend is polite, I am Hao Zhicheng, the head of Lingshan Bazaar, and I have come here to see Daoyou." ”

When Fan Jian heard this, he was suddenly clever, why did even the manager of Lingshan Bazaar come to his room to find him. He thought about it carefully, he had been cultivating inside the house these days, and he hadn't gone out at all, so it shouldn't be that he had caused some trouble outside. If it is not a curse, what could it be?

He was still thinking about it, but Hao Zhicheng said loudly again: "What, don't Daoists welcome me to come? ”

Hao Zhicheng sat on the chair, smiled and waved his hand: "Fan Daoyou don't need to panic, I'm just making a little joke, and I don't have the slightest intention of blaming Daoyou." Fellow Daoist sit, you stand like this, I don't think the two of us can continue talking. ”

Fan Jian cautiously sat opposite Hao Zhicheng and asked, "I don't know what the chief manager is doing when he comes to me?

Hao Zhicheng smiled and nodded: "Daoyou is very transparent! You are right, I originally went to the Sword Pavilion and found Yu Qi in charge, and wanted him to help me solve a problem." But he recommended you to me, saying that you have a solution to my problems, so I came to find Taoist friends again. ”

Fan Jian was not arrogant because he was remembered by Yu Qi, he asked cautiously: "I don't know what the trouble of the chief manager is? Knowing that I, Fan someone, can help the general manager, I must be duty-bound." ”

Hao Zhicheng shouted: "Fan Daoyou is really fast-talking, then I'm welcome." Speaking of our Lingshan Bazaar, you see, you live here in the southern area of the bazaar, surrounded by inns and local residents, and the inn you are in is also newly built. But the North District is different, it was originally a flat high-rise building, full of newly built shops, and the whole is a noisy construction site. However, there are so many laborers in our Lingshan Bazaar, and so many places have been started at once, which is really stretched, and the construction period will have to be supported until next year. So I'm in such an anxious mood, I can't let you fellow Daoists see this scene all the time, it not only delays your cultivation, but also has a bad impression of our Lingshan. ”。

Fan Jian nodded: "I understand what the chief manager means, just want me to help speed up the progress? This is easy, I just have two spells in my hand, which is the most suitable to speed up the construction period." It's just that as a monk, I'm doing these things, isn't it a bit 。。。。。。 ”

Hao Zhicheng waved his hand: "I understand your thoughts, you can simply send out the summoned things to help build it." As for whether you can do it, leave this to me Sanqing Palace, and ensure that you can improve the spells of your fellow Daoists, and you won't be paid any money. Fellow Daoists, please rest assured!"