Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 205
Right now, the Bixiazhuang monks in Lingyin City, except for the middle-aged man surnamed Wang who is in the middle stage of foundation establishment, the other three are only in the early stage of foundation establishment.

And these four people don't need Cao Wei to do it himself, the corpse demon who has reached the half-step Yasha level, the cloud leopard in the late second stage, and the colorful scale python in the middle stage of the second stage under his hands can easily remove them.

It's just that Cao Wei underestimated him, but he didn't underestimate the enemy.If he really wanted to plan to ambush and kill these four people, he would naturally take action himself, sweeping away with a thunderbolt to ensure that no news would be leaked.

But it was easy to kill them now, but once the four foundation-builder cultivators were killed at the same time, it would definitely attract the attention of the old master of Bixia Village, Master Yangfeng.

According to the news from the Foundation Establishment period spies placed here by the Zongmen, this person is a mid-Gold Core cultivator, but because he doesn't have much lifespan now, he has been recuperating in the cave all the year round in order to prolong his life for several years.

However, a few years ago, this person had summoned nearly a hundred monks in the middle and late stages of foundation establishment in Bixia Village, and severely warned his disciples to keep their heads.

At that time, the spy should have been among the crowd. He saw that the old man's body was almost withered, leaving only a mouthful of pure vitality, like a sick tiger dying.

Although the other Jindan monks coveted the foundation accumulated by Bixia Village, once the Daoist Yangfeng made a move in this state, he must have the intention of perishing together. Therefore, for the sake of their own safety, these Daoist people are now in hibernation Among them, they just waited for the other party to swallow their last breath, and then swarmed up to share and eat.

Of course, in order to gain the upper hand, they forced and lured the monks who established the foundation of Bixiazhuang to be their eyes and ears.

In this case, the whole village has different people's hearts.

It is precisely because of this that the Zhou family ended up in such a situation this week.

Only a few months after Zhou's sudden death, his son Zhou Wenyuan died again due to an inconspicuous task. Even a blind person can see the strangeness in it.

Under normal circumstances, this real Yangfeng would definitely investigate to the end. No matter what the Zhou family said this time, it was also the Foundation Establishment family under the name of Bixiazhuang. How could they ignore it?
Of course, this is not to repay the Zhou family's fairness, but to reassure the hearts of other Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Cao Wei, who was wandering around the city, looked at the scenes of all walks of life here, while thinking in his heart that if these four people were killed, how likely would it be to attract this old man to leave the customs in anger!
Of course, if he leaves with one blow, the opponent probably won't make a big move because of this.

Now that the curfew is approaching, pedestrians on the street are in a hurry.

Cao Wei raised his head and looked around, looking around with his mind, and found the sound of Yingying and swallows coming from a distant attic, so he went happily.

After walking through a few long streets, he came to an attic with big red lanterns hung up. He stopped and watched, and scholars from left and right walked in together.

"Why doesn't this brother come in?" A scholar in green shirt asked.

"I've seen Xiongtai, why is it so lively?" Cao Wei said slowly.

At this time, several Confucian scholars in shirts urged the scholar in green shirts.

"Let's leave first, little brother. Miss Ruyan is meeting friends with the piano tonight, so it's naturally more lively than usual."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man chased his friend away.

"This young man has a very good face! Is there a girl he knows?" A bustard who looked like a half-mature lady walked over with a round fan, smiling.

"I heard that Ruyan will appear on the stage tonight. I wonder if Yin will be lucky enough to be the guest of honor?" Cao Wei asked.

"This daughter of the slave family is a showman rather than a woman." The old bustard laughed.

"If Yin doesn't pay after playing, it's not considered a sale." Cao Wei said, and there was an extra spirit stone in his palm, and then he threw it over.

Seeing this, the old bustard's eyes lit up, he hurriedly put the spirit stone into his arms, and then chased after her.

After arriving at the brightly lit lobby, she shouted loudly: "Your honored guest, Xiaoqing and Xiaohong call Ruyan out to greet her."

Many scholars present heard the words and couldn't help paying attention.

Among them, some mortals from the foundation building and qi refining families came to pay respects after seeing the appearance of the visitor.

Cao Wei nodded his head lightly, and then saw a beautiful woman with a good appearance, a graceful figure, and a book scent all over her body slowly coming down the stairs, then waved away the crowd and walked towards her.

All night, the sound of the flute was humming, and the fish and the dragon danced.

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dawn.

Cao Wei rearranged his clothes, left with unfinished thoughts, and then turned around in the city.

As night approached, he had roughly grasped the people's livelihood in Lingyin City, so he couldn't help shaking his head.

The situation in Qifeng City and Lingyin City is similar.

The price of rice is two hundred yuan per stone, five hundred yuan for a bolt of linen, ninety yuan for a catty of coarse salt, fifty yuan for a liter of turbid wine, and other firewood, oil, and meat are also expensive.

And in all walks of life, whether it's the boy in a restaurant, or the person who chops firewood and sells fish for a living, the daily income is probably only seventy cash.

These days are stretched, and almost all of them are in a difficult situation where there is no food for the morning, but there is no food for the night.

However, there are also high-ranking officials and dignitaries who spend dozens or even hundreds of taels at a table, but they stop eating after a few chopsticks, and there are also some who spend a lot of money to groom a clean lady, just for the sake of face.

This situation is the same as it was in southern Xinjiang decades ago, when more than [-]% of the mundane fields were in the hands of big families.

Of course, since Southern Xinjiang reorganized the secular world and established three dynasties from the four kingdoms, the Qingxia Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Yunfu Sect once held a meeting that lasted for nearly a month. Many foundation-building monks also participated in it, discussing and formulating laws and regulations in various aspects such as criminal law, land property, taxation, and labor, mainly to restrain the mortal families of all parties in the secular world.

That is, each family has different restrictions according to Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuanying. The people fight for profit!

And if it exceeds the limit, then the main line family will pay the corresponding spirit stone fine according to the proportion, and the punishment is getting heavier and heavier.

In short, it is to let these vested interests rule by doing nothing, and don't think about changing ways all day long to search for the people's fat and anointment.

After all, the three sects despise the secular gold and silver, as long as it is for the mortals under the governance to maintain the largest number, to ensure that more children with outstanding spiritual roots will be born from it.

At the same time, in order to quickly restore the people's livelihood after the war, Sanzong also began to release the high-yielding grain seeds he had cultivated, and sent disciples in the Qi refining period to help build roads, water conservancy and other facilities damaged by the war. .

After all, if a monk does not use mana to fight, that one person is enough to compare with hundreds or thousands of mortal coolies.

Only in the aspect of building roads, Qi Refining monks cast an earth spell, and one person can easily build several miles in one day.

Not to mention the concerted efforts of hundreds of thousands of people, it is unimpeded to meet mountains and open mountains, build bridges when encountering waters, and kill a few ghosts and evil creatures that slip through the net along the way.

In addition, the most important thing is that you don’t need too much luggage. It is enough for you to carry some bigu pills, yellow bud pills, Yiqi pills, and spirit stones with you.

Of course, this can only happen under the order of the sect, otherwise, not many monks would be willing to do these things for these mortals.

After all, people who eat fatty pork until their mouths are full of oil will not care whether the people below have eaten, nor will they let the oil out.

After several years of recuperation, people's livelihood has gradually improved.

Today, in the Wei Dynasty under Qingxiazong's rule, a stone of rice is only [-] Wen, a piece of linen is [-] Wen, coarse salt is [-] Wen a catty, and a liter of turbid wine is [-] Wen. With all the work, one person can earn one hundred and twenty dollars a day.

This kind of income can make the life of a family of five quite nourishing.

And before he knew it, Cao Wei walked to the Zhou family's old house.

When an old steward saw the person coming, he walked out quickly and said in a respectful voice: "The villain pays homage to Immortal Master Yin."

"Old Zhou, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your hair has turned gray a lot!" Cao Wei laughed.

"The villain is just a mortal, so naturally he can't withstand this age, how can he compare with Immortal Master Yin? Please come in quickly, the master has already ordered the villain to wait in front of the door." The old steward smiled and led the way.

"You can exhaust a martial arts figure like a great congenital master. It seems that you have not lived a clean life in the past few years. Are there many Xiao Xiao who are secretly peeping from other families?" Cao Wei walked in with him.

"A lot! Priests from various races come here every three to five days. The seven disciples taught by the villain have all died. Those old guys are trying to kill me with a wheel." The old steward sighed.

"With your martial arts cultivation, if you leave the Zhou family, you can enjoy wealth and honor wherever you go, so why bother?" Cao Wei asked unhurriedly.

"Don't forget the kindness you have received, and you will die in the end." The old steward shook his head.

"Young Daoist Zhou's charm can't be compared to Yin's!" Cao Wei looked ashamed.

"Master Yin was joking."

While the two were walking and chatting, Zhou Wenhong came over quickly to greet him after receiving the notification from the other servants in the house.

I saw him bowing and bowing with joy on his face: "Thank you uncle!"

"Excuse me! Looking at you like this, I think Chen Daoyou has already sent someone over." Cao Wei said slowly.

"Chen Guanshi exempted the [-] acres of spiritual fields that were burned this year, and changed the [-] acres of spiritual fields from high-grade to medium-grade." Zhou Wenhong said with a nod.

"Although your [-]-acre spiritual field is really inferior, this old man only has so much face. It's not easy to do this!" Cao Wei said in a calm tone.

"My nephew understands, I don't dare to ask for too much!" Zhou Wenhong responded.

"Now that I understand, can I let the old man take a look at the things left by Fellow Daoist Zhou? Why don't you tell me that Wen Yuan took them all away? I understand this child, so it's definitely not like this!" Cao Wei chuckled. One sound.

"Brother took away the magical artifacts, medicinal materials and some spirit stones left by my father. But in the past few years, under many difficulties, the spirit stones in my nephew's hands are really running out. Now only I have read some classics of practice exercises, of course, many of them are treasured by my father, which may be beneficial to the monks who established the foundation!" Zhou Wenhong said carefully, for fear that the person in front of him would suddenly change his face.

"Huh?" Cao Wei stared at him coldly.

"What my nephew said is the truth, there is absolutely no concealment!"

From the very beginning, Zhou Wenhong also understood that these things would not satisfy the old ghost Yin, but the situation of the Zhou family was no longer for him to think about, even if it was still a life-saving straw, he had to hold it tightly.

After all, it couldn't be any worse.

"Go and fetch everything! Where's my niece and grandniece, why are they missing?" Cao Wei asked.

Hearing these words, Zhou Wenhong's face suddenly stiffened.

However, the old steward next to him said decisively: "Master Yin, Madam and Miss are resting in the backyard, do you want the villain to go forward and let him see you?"

"No need, the old man will go there by himself. Nephew, it should take some time for you to get the things, and it should be tomorrow, right? There is no rush, take your time!" Cao Wei said with a smile.

"Thank you uncle for your understanding." Zhou Wenhong sighed.

"Don't worry, the old man will naturally be considerate!"

As soon as the words fell, Cao Wei walked quickly towards the backyard by himself, and there was no one in sight.

Seeing this, the old steward patted Zhou Wenhong on the shoulder, and said slowly:
"Wen Hong, don't take it to heart, just treat some things as if you don't know! Since the master left, the relationship with the foundation cultivators who usually come and go in the house has almost been broken. Right now, there is Immortal Master Yin, so we can't offend him! This person is actually What you have done is not too much, it is better than other monks."

In the final analysis, this is still a world that is worse than anyone else.Cao Wei at least fulfilled what he promised after tasting the sweetness, and then got paid.

The other foundation-building monks didn't want to carve up the Zhou family directly at the beginning, or they just got the benefits and didn't do anything!
Of course, it's more about not caring, and treating it as if you can't see it.

After all, in order to solve the current predicament of the Zhou family, at least the Foundation Establishment cultivators must come forward.Otherwise, Chen Fu wouldn't give the slightest bit of face, but the Zhou family had no property that could make the Foundation Establishment cultivator's heart beat.

Another morning.

Satisfied, Cao Wei came out of the backyard and walked briskly to the hall in the front yard. Zhou Wenhong and the old steward had already been waiting there. It is the basic five-element breathing method.

"Originally here?" Cao Wei asked.

The books on this table are all copied copies. After all, mortals cannot release their spiritual thoughts, and cannot directly consult the jade slips of exercises.

"Uncle, please have a look!" Zhou Wenhong took out several jade slips from his bosom, and presented them up.

Cao Wei reached out to take it, then flicked his sleeves, and put the jade slips together with these books into the storage bag.

Then he said slowly: "Nephew, since the matter is over, the old man will not stay any longer, you can wait and take care of yourself."

"Uncle won't stay for a few more days, so that my nephew can have a good time entertaining me!" Zhou Wenhong asked in a complicated mood.

"No need, this hospitality is enough, and it seems that you don't really want to stay." Cao Weilang smiled and left, went out of the hall, came to the courtyard, and flew away with the imperial weapon out of the light.

(End of this chapter)