In a mountainous county, there is so much land in a family, which is really a lot, and it is much stronger than Li Bawang before.

After asking a person about the situation, he abolished one hand for some people and abolished both hands, and then asked all of them to move out of the county immediately, as far away as possible, and never let themselves see it in the future.

He found a squire surnamed Zhao and asked him to take rice porridge from the Chen landlord's family, and the person who received the porridge could also receive different amounts of silver or silver dollars, and auctioned off all the land deeds, house deeds, and mountains and coal mines, and the proceeds were used for relief to the victims.

When it was in full swing, a group of government officials came to disperse the crowd and walked straight into the courtyard, but the crowd did not disperse far, and they all looked at the three pots of porridge at the door.

"Who's in charge?"

Qian Jin sat on the Taishi chair, "It's me." ”

"Who are you, why did you rob the Chen family?" a leading man walked over amid the hugs of the front.

"It wasn't me who robbed them, but they robbed me. ”

"What proof is that?"

Now you stand in my yard, which is mine, and the deed is mine. ”

"You robbed people's houses, and you still beat them up here, it's simply lawless. ”

"Is there a law of the land? and you will show evidence of how I robbed them?"

"Pure quibble, arrest him!"

Before the officials could make a move, Qian Jin directly grabbed him from the crowd five feet away, "Tell me, how can I quibble?"

The man's face was blue, and he couldn't get out of his anger, where could he speak.

"Since you can't tell, I'll treat you as the one who robbed my property with them, and such a person deserves to die. As soon as the words fell, Qian Jin broke his neck and threw it back in front of the group of people. The officials were dumbfounded, unable to believe that this was true. It's only two breaths, and one person is gone, and there is nothing alive under everyone's noses.

Qian Jin pointed at the officials and said, "You are the ones who came with them to rob my family's property?"

The men hurriedly stepped back, shaking their heads to indicate that they were no, that they were just under pressure to follow.

"Go back and tell those who want to rob my property, I'll wait for them here, and if they want to rob them, I'll be here at all times. Drag him back!"

The property was auctioned as usual, and Qian Jin continued to sit on the Taishi chair, looking at the groups of people who came to receive the porridge outside the door. In the evening, no one came to make trouble, and the crowd left.

The whole grains and silver dollars in the house were counted, and a third of them had not yet been used, and the silver tickets had not yet been used.

On the second day, the action continued, and on the third day, all the grains were distributed, and the title deeds of the house were all auctioned.

Qian Jin handed over the remaining nearly 120,000 Guangyang and silver tickets to the squire surnamed Zhao, and asked him to give porridge at least once a week in the future until all the silver dollars were used up, and gave him the Chen family's house.

As a result, the squire surnamed Zhao did nothing else later, and specially boiled 10 pots of porridge every day, and those who came did not refuse to come until 1950, when no floating population came to eat; at this time, one-tenth of the silver ticket had not been used, and two-thirds of Guangyang had not been used up.

As for the gold and silver, Qian Jin carried all the boxes, those Guangyang and silver tickets were enough to give porridge for a long time, and it was better to take these things away by himself, and the antiques should be given to him.

After returning home, Qian Jin practiced for another half a year, and felt that he had hit a bottleneck and did not make the slightest progress, so he decided to travel far away, this time, Nian Mei did not plan to follow, mainly because her skills continued to improve, and Feifei was only five years old and needed someone to take care of and guide.

Qian Jin deliberately went to the porridge shop to see it once, and when he saw that the porridge shop was still going on, he was relieved to go away, and at the same time felt that this model was better and worth promoting elsewhere.

Across the Yangtze River, Qian Jin's first stop came to Wuhan, Hubei, on the way to meet a small landlord who would charge Qian Jin a capitation fee, Qian Jin still opened a porridge shop there, this porridge shop is larger, because the landlord has more money.

In Wuhan, Qian Jin is still looking for the footprints of the Japanese Invaders. After 11 days of groping in the three towns of Wuhan, he did not find a company or a shop named after Yamato; Qian Jin was a little suspicious that the Japanese did not enter Hubei, but he thought that it was impossible, Jiangxi and Hunan had entered, and it was impossible that there would be no one here.

When drinking tea in the teahouse, Qian Jin inadvertently mentioned the matter of the Japanese Invaders, and then some people reported that there were originally Japanese Invaders, but they were attacked once by the Pao Brother Organization, and it seemed that many people died, and the Wolves did not know where to go, leaving only a dozen corpses.

When Qian Jin heard this, there were only about 20 people who came out, and more than a dozen people were knocked out, so they should have been evacuated. However, it is better to explore the surroundings so as not to slip through the net.

In the following days, Qian Jin went to the urban-rural junction and the suburbs to inquire, but he did not hear of any Japanese or people who could not understand the language living nearby, so he had to give up.

Qian Jin asked several older people in the procession and learned that they were either tenants or small self-cultivated peasants, who had been forced by the landlords to unite counties and villages to the point that they had no choice but to flee the famine and beg.

Qian Jin walked all the way along the official road, and from time to time he saw hungry people on the side of the road, and sometimes he saw a newly built mound of earth on the side of the road, with a broken wooden board or stone inserted in front of it, on which the name of so-and-so was written as a tombstone.

Seeing a large village on the side of the road, Qian Jin walked in and knocked on the door from door to door, saying that he wanted to beg for a bowl of water, but in fact he wanted to see the living conditions of the peasant households. Unexpectedly, as those who fled the famine said, a small number of farmers fled, and some families did not flee, mainly because the young and middle-aged people in the family were bought by others to serve as soldiers, and they could get a few silver dollars to live for the time being.

When he entered Shanxi, the situation was no worse than that in Henan; Qian Jin heard a story told by the common people: A landlord had taken a fancy to a tenant's wife, and often went to his house to rape his wife while the tenant was out to work; later someone secretly told him that he had expressed dissatisfaction with the landlord in the past, and as a result, the landlord colluded with the kidnappers to kidnap the tenant, and his family spent all the things in the family to redeem him; the landlord set a table of wine for him to catch the wind and wash away the dust and suppress the shock, and the tenant was grateful to the landlord, and said nothing, and continued to go out to do farm work honestly。

All the way north, all the way to see the begging crowd along the road, all the way to listen to the stories told by all kinds of begging people, all the way to listen to the people in the teahouse tell the story of some unscrupulous landlords. Qian Jin's mood was already a little numb, and over time, as if he had seen through the red dust, he was no longer so excited about these things, and he didn't want to continue to make soup kitchens.

Along the way, Qian Jin has already made eleven soup kitchens, and if this continues, I don't know how many can be made. The key lies not in the landlords, but in the way of thinking of the ruling class, which is to work upwards and downwards; killing a group will still raise a group, and it will only increase the number of killings. It seems that this is not the solution to the problem, and if we want to solve the problem, we need to start from the root, that is, to replace the national government, but this is not a problem that can be solved by oneself.

Unless he saw someone kill someone, Qian Jin no longer wanted to kill people or evict the landlord's family, so as not to disturb his mind.

Finally came to the prairie, Qian Jin let out a long roar, leaped down from the horse's back; untied the two horses and let them graze on the grass, and began to gallop on the grassland, galloping without lifting his breath, until he was tired of running; then lay on the grass, looking at a few white clouds hanging in the blue sky; staring at the blue sky and white clouds, as if he was already floating in the sky, moving slowly with the white clouds in the sky; for a long time, Qian Jin felt that the air flow began to operate spontaneously in his body.

Continuing to meditate like this, the airflow speed became faster and faster, and the airflow flowed quickly through each acupuncture point, and Qian Jin felt that every pore was absorbing the spirit and essence of the harmony between the grassland and the blue sky.

Qian Jin didn't even realize that he was no longer actually lying on the ground, but gradually about five inches off the ground.

Feeling the warm sun in the afternoon and feeling the sky around him, Qian Jin felt that he was getting more and more relaxed, and he also felt that his sense of hearing was becoming more and more sensitive.

I don't know how long time has passed, Qian Jin gradually woke up from his visualization, consciously boosted his luck, and guided the air flow to run rapidly along the 960 acupuncture points throughout his body, feeling that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and his hearing was becoming more and more acute, as if the sound of underground rats making holes could be heard.

Slowly close the gong, qi into the dantian, turn over and sit up. Qian Jin didn't know that he had risen five feet from the ground and slowly landed on the ground from five feet in the air, and he didn't know that five days had passed, let alone that he had been hanging in the air for five days unconsciously.

When I looked back, the two horses were not around, and I remembered that I had come galloping and had not led the horses over.

Lifting his breath and stepping out, Qian Jin couldn't help but be surprised, this step is much farther than before, and it is estimated that fifty zhang should be indispensable. After taking a few steps in a row, he still didn't find the horse, and he was a little suspicious of how far he had run. After running back and forth for nearly ten miles, he didn't find any horses, but he found that there were horseshoe prints, and there were many footprints behind them, which should be wolves! Qian Jin hurriedly chased down along the horseshoe prints, and finally caught up with the horses and the wolves in about ten miles, but the horses in the pack boxes had already fallen to the ground, and it was estimated that they had been killed or bitten by wolves, and the other horse was still galloping forward.

Qian Jin let out a long roar, and the horse immediately stopped running, but turned around and ran towards Qian Jin, and the wolves also ran towards Qian Jin like a tide.

When the wolves came to him, Qian Jin used all the routines taught by the master such as monkey boxing, grappling hands, and King Kong boxing, and on the way forward for Qian Jin, he saw the wolves keep flying to both sides, and fell to the ground with a poof.