Child (Second Update at 8am)

Chapter 92 Children (Second update at 8 a.m.)

The boy sent him to the gate of Feiyun Temple. When he handed him the birdcage, he asked eagerly: "Sect Master, the thirteen copper coins you rewarded me must have been spent, right?"

Li Wuxiang laughed: "I did."

Seeing that he was still talking, he said: "In the future, you may encounter some unsatisfactory things. When you feel that you can't bear it any longer, hold the copper coins in your hand and think that this matter will eventually pass. Get better—if you get through this, great things will happen.”

The clerk thought for a while and felt that what he said was very different from those fortune tellers. But when he thought about it more carefully, he felt that he really felt happy when he held the copper coins. It seemed that he didn't care about many troubles. It should be really consecrated. Although the words are similar, they are certainly not random nonsense.

He said goodbye happily, and Li Wuxiang also walked in happily.

As soon as he entered the atrium, he smelled the aroma of food. When he saw it, he saw a seven or eight-year-old boy in rags sitting at the stone table under the bamboo forest, devouring food. Cheng Peixin and Cheng Shengfei were sitting on the side talking to him. , their expressions were very soft.

This scene made him feel quite comfortable - he thought that Feiyun Temple did not care about worldly affairs, but he did not expect that such a little beggar-like child would be given a mouthful of food.

Cheng Peixin saw him walking in and immediately stood up: "Fellow Taoist, we are ready. We can start dissolving tonight."

Li Wuxiang was stunned for a moment: "Human? Who?"

He looked at the child and frowned. Cheng Peixin immediately whispered: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I won't hurt the child, I'm just borrowing his body for a use. This child was found in a house near the city. He eats and drinks less, and his parents agreed." Yes. In the past, Guanli would often find some children to use, just to make them grow faster and make up for the family's money for a year. "

Grow faster... Li Wuxiang immediately thought of Zhao Puppet and Jin Shui.

He took a few steps to the side and said, "Master Cheng Guan, please take a step to speak."

Cheng Peixin followed, and Li Wuxiang thought for a while: "Are you going to form a battle array to pray to the gods?"

Cheng Peixin nodded: "To dispel the soul, you need to invite the door god to invite the soul and then trap it. Taoist friend..."

She thought for a while and suddenly smiled: "Oh, I know what you are worried about, fellow Taoist. Your Sword Sect doesn't seem to like this kind of thing. But this matter is taboo to no one except the Sword Sect. All spiritual gods need some incense. Yuanli, this time I need to ask for some of the true spirit of the door god. The incense is not enough, I have to ask for Yangshou."

"But decent sects like the Thirty-six Sect are not those casual cultivators or heretics. When doing this kind of ritual, they only select children. They must also read the horoscopes and know that they are free from illness and disaster. They take one year of Yangshou to grow up faster. It would be a good thing for poor people to make up for the extra money earned in a year and eat, drink and consume more. Naturally, we have to ask our parents and ourselves if we are willing to do it. Would never do it.”

It seems that in this world, people are also a resource and consumable. Li Wuxiang was silent and thought for a while.

According to Cheng Peixin, all thirty-six sects were doing this kind of thing, and it was done openly, and no one except the swordsman felt anything was wrong. And even for Swordsman, judging from her attitude when talking to him, he shouldn't be very taboo about it.

What they don't like is probably Zhao Puppet and Zhao Qi's approach.

No wonder. When he first knew that using Yangshou to form a formation to invite gods would give people a little more longevity, he was thinking that since this method worked, someone must do it, but he didn't expect that privately he had become accustomed to it.

He sighed: "Master Cheng Guan, are there many shops in Deyang City taken over by wandering cultivators?"

"Huh? Ah, yes."

"For example, if I open a shop and a casual cultivator wants to occupy it, I usually pay taxes to the city. Now if I go to the city lord to complain, will the city lord take care of it?"

Cheng Peixin was stunned, as if she didn't understand what he meant. She frowned and thought for a moment: "Ordinary people wouldn't do this, and even if they did, they wouldn't care. Fellow Taoist, what's wrong? Which shop have you chosen?" "

Li Wuxiang shook his head and nodded again: "No. Just ask, then the temple master can go get ready and call me then."

Cheng Peixin responded, still a little confused, turned around and walked back to the stone table to sit down.

Li Wuxiang looked at the child for a while and then walked into his room.

I was very happy when I came back, but now I feel a little lost in interest. Not because of the child, but because he discovered that the world was completely different from what he thought.

When it came to the Dharma post, Zeng Jianqiu told him about the fight for the Dharma post. In summary, if you are strong, you are justified, and if you are weak, you deserve to die. He thought that this kind of code of conduct was only in the world of spiritual practice. After what he saw in Deyang today, he realized that such a code of conduct applies to the entire world.

You opened a store and it was taken over by a strong man. Even if you were beaten to death and it was extremely unfair, it seems that as long as you don't offend anyone you shouldn't offend and you can still pay taxes, then there is nothing to say.

This kind of situation is not uncommon where he comes from, but there is always a layer of morality and righteousness, and this kind of decency is regarded by the vast majority of people as a consensus, so this kind of decency can often save people.

This world doesn't even have this kind of decency. Because there are cultivators and powerful forces that cannot be countered, there is no need for that kind of dignity.

He couldn't help but think of Chen Xin again.

The Chen Xin family gave him a good impression, but the father and son of the Wang family said privately that the town lord had taken a deer from his family some time ago, and that during the years when Xue Baoping was bullied, Chen Xin, the town lord, did not make decisions for her.

He used to think these things were a bit awkward, but now he has figured it out.

"As long as nothing goes wrong, it is reasonable" - this is the consensus of this world, including those "good people".

Li Wuxiang spit out the small sword from his mouth and took it in his hand to look at it. At this time, the sun began to set in the west, and the sunlight was slightly orange-red, shining on the small sword, gilding it into gold.

When he left Jinshui, he just wanted to find a way to get his internal organs. He really got it a few days ago, and he didn't think about what to do in the future. He thought that after dealing with Xu Daosheng's funeral, he could find a place to practice alone, and then look around in this world after he became strong, and see things that he didn't have before.

But now he looked at the little sword again, and suddenly realized how rare a good man Zeng was in this world. And those swordsmen should be the group of people in this world who are closest to the definition of "good people" where he came from, and the most similar to his moral values.

Now, he really wants to be a swordsman.

If he cannot protect himself for the time being and must temporarily rely on a powerful force, the Sword Sect should be the best choice.