After the monks of Xuntian gained enlightenment, they worked every day as if their buttocks were lit on fire, just wanting to finish as soon as possible and go home early.

The department store circled by Zhuchen was very large, including various stalls, warehouses, toilets, water storage rooms, etc. The monks made an estimate and found that if they didn't work harder, they might not be able to see Xuntian before the end of this year.

sun.

Having been in the world of cultivation for so long, this was the first time they could feel the warmth of home so clearly.

In addition, there is also a sense of absurdity that time is spinning.

In those days, the people of Yuyuan were working as craftsmen in Xuntian, but now they are trapped in Chaowen doing hard labor. It is all an injustice.

This group of monks consciously had a different stance, and still did not talk to the people in Chaowen. They just dug holes and piled rocks in the open space every day.

But after holding it in like this, they naturally felt a little resentful. When the supervisor was away, they worked shoddily and perfunctorily, and the stone foundation was not laid properly.

As a result, the supervisor seemed not to notice, and every time he came over to take a look, nodded and left, holding his hands behind his back.

Brother Xuntian also secretly laughed at them, saying that young girls are just young girls, and they actually sent someone who knew nothing to supervise their work. It is strange that this commercial building can be built well.

Naturally, they did not dare to go too far. If the commercial building collapsed easily and injured people, with Zhuchen's arrogant and unreasonable style of dealing with things, would they have to chase him thousands of miles to find a burial place?

They were having a hard time here and were secretly playing tricks. Two days later, the people in Chaowen came to see them.

At noon that day, Uncle Liu, who was responsible for the daily meals, pushed a small trolley filled with porridge to transport things to the construction site.

Several helpers silently opened the lid of the pot, helped to make the porridge, and delivered it to the monks one by one.

The person he was still hostile to suddenly brought him food? The Xuntian monks were holding the slightly hot wooden bowl, and their surprise was beyond words.

They all stood there blankly, staring at the thick and sticky white porridge in their hands and the appetizers on the side, not knowing how to respond.

The helper calmly took his hand back and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The monk nodded hastily: "Thank you so much?"

"No need to thank us." The cook didn't even raise his head, threw the rag over his shoulder, packed up the things on the car at will, and said, "It was Manager Zhang who suggested making lunch for you, and Xianjun also agreed. If you want

Thank you, you should tell them."

A group of people responded quietly.

The meal they had been thinking about for so long actually appeared at this time. They thought they would never be able to eat a grain of rice from Chaowen in their lifetime.

...The people of Chaowen are doing this, regardless of the causes?

After the people left, the monks were still looking at each other. They each found a place to sit down and stirred the bowls with chopsticks.

The rice porridge was still hot and very viscous, which showed that the cook prepared porridge from the bottom of the pot for them and did not prepare them with some thin soup.

The side dishes on the side are still steaming, and the color of the crisp and tender leaves shows that they were picked fresh today. A layer of oil slowly emerges on the surface of the white porridge, and it smells particularly fragrant.

Everyone took a small sip, and the sounds of drinking porridge started to sound one after another, and then they started talking quietly.

"Have I not eaten for too long? Why do I think this bowl of porridge tastes so good?"

"This minced meat is so delicious. But I think they don't have many opportunities to eat meat, so why are they willing to give it to us?"

"The common people in Chaowen are actually pretty good..."

As everyone ate, they felt that the taste was not quite right. There was a faint bitterness in their mouths, making it difficult for them to swallow.

They were not afraid of the common people hating them, and they did not even take it to heart. But they couldn't stand such a soft knife, and it suddenly penetrated their hearts, making them feel uncomfortable all over.

After finishing the meal, they consciously took the dishes and chopsticks to the river to wash them, neatly folded them, and returned them to the kitchen. When they worked again in the afternoon, everyone's attitude was much more sincere, and they also took the time to hand over some preliminary projects.

Repaired it a bit.

Yuan Poshui witnessed the changes in his disciples with his own eyes. He had mixed feelings in his heart and wanted to scold them.

You bribed them with just a bowl of porridge?! It was just a small bowl of porridge that was given to them after they were hungry for several days! Where is the backbone? It’s not like they haven’t seen good things in Xuntian.

All said and done, Leader Chaowen's methods of winning people's hearts were too vicious.

...But the porridge is really delicious.

In the evening, Zhuchen wandered over with the supervisor, smiled and greeted the young people: "Have you eaten today?"

Everyone was shy and smiled awkwardly with her.

"The people are also sensible. If you are helping Chaowen do things now, they will treat you as one of their own. Do you really want to compete with each other to the point of fighting to the death?" Zhuchen said meaningfully, "Let others respect you, and fight with each other.

It is indeed a different feeling to make others fear you. Using force and intimidation can make people obedient, but it can also make people turn away. Isn't it much better like this now?"

Everyone was silent and no longer as tough as before.

Zhuchen clasped his hands together and said loudly: "So, cultivating immortality is not as good as playing with infrastructure!"

It's different like her, she's an adult, she wants it!

Zhuchen laughed twice, turned around and walked away, leaving everyone confused.

...The head of Chaowen is quite abnormal, does she know it?

Two days later, Yuexing and Yingxiu were going back.

Pu Fengzong's side kept urging them day after day, but they wanted to waste some more time, but they couldn't.

Zhuchen prepared several quilts, a large basket of Tongguo, and a few buckets of water for them. He also killed a briquette for them to take with them. In addition to the several magical beasts they had asked Ruoyou to help capture earlier,

The luggage is almost full.

These things must be kept fresh, so you can’t delay on the way. You must leave after packing them up.

I tied my bags tightly with my sleeves, feeling deeply ashamed.

It was packed when they came, and it was packed when they left. After picking up a lot of wool from Chaowen, they would probably be slapped on the head by their master when they returned to Pufeng.

But she is greedy! The food here is so delicious!

Yingxiu hugged Zhuchen and said with tears: "I will be back soon, little junior sister! Just wait for me! I will bring you delicious food by then!"

Zhuchen: "...Why don't you go to my breeding area and talk?" That's where her true love is, right?

Ying Xiu hugged her for a while, rubbed his face on her clothes, raised his head and asked, "Where is Master Yue Xing?"

Zhuchen: "I'm going to say goodbye to Master."

Yingxiu sighed for the ten thousandth time: "I really want to be my uncle's apprentice..."

Zhuchen: "..." Head Pu Feng feels so pitiful for thinking about betraying his sect all day long.

Yue Xing stood behind Feng Buye, while Feng Buye stood in front of the window sill.

Yue Xing said a lot of things, including the head's various rambling instructions. Feng Buye only occasionally gave him a vague response or two, staring outside for a moment, not sure if he heard it or not.

He simply shut up and followed the other person's line of sight and looked out.

In the past few days, demon cultivators would come over for dinner every day, order a large table of dishes, buy some groceries, and then leave.

Zhuchen was happy, but Feng Buye seemed to be extremely concerned about it. He didn't know how long he had been keeping this secret peeping behavior. Anyway, according to Yue Xing's analysis, the situation was quite serious.

Yue Xing considered it carefully and said: "Uncle Master, why don't you want to associate with the demon cultivator Zhuchen?"

Feng Buye was displeased: "Why does Zhuchen want to associate with a demon cultivator?"

"They are not bad people, and they have no malicious intentions." Yue Xing said, "Uncle, you will know if you ask the sword."

With Feng Buye's vigilant posture all day long, if he detects a trace of evil thoughts from those demon cultivators, I'm afraid they may have already died in the Nine Heavens.

Feng Buye's tone was solemn: "Then they are also demon cultivators."

...But aren’t you the same?

Yue Xing did not dare to reason with Feng Buye, she lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, only secretly saying in her heart that Feng Buye had changed.

He thought to himself that he was about to leave, and he had to ask Feng Buye for a word to the leader to deal with it. Just as he was about to speak, Feng Buye turned around, with deep solemnity in his dark eyes, and said:

"Go back and talk to the leader."

Yue Xing: "Yes."

Feng Buye: "Soon there will be changes in the world. Let Pu Fengzong and other sects send a few disciples to guard the edge of the demon world."

"Mutation?" Yue Xing was stunned for a moment, "What kind of mutation is it? What did the master's uncle figure out?"

Feng Buye didn't explain much, just said in a low voice: "You will know it in the future."

The boundary monument of the demon world is loose, the spiritual veins are exhausted, the demon energy is overflowing, and the demon cultivators swarm out.

The beginning of all bad luck.

Countless monks have willingly fallen into the devil's path. Because they are no longer restrained, they have become ugly and cruel and murderous.

In less than a hundred years, the Immortal Cultivating Continent will completely turn into a human purgatory, with demon cultivators everywhere coming and going. Ordinary people are like ants, and Taoist cultivators humble themselves to survive. I wonder if this is what heaven wants.

Yue Xing observed his attitude and knew that the matter was serious, so he took note of it seriously. Because Yingxiu was urging him outside, he bowed and said, "Well, my nephew will leave first."

Feng Buye nodded: "Be careful on the road."

Zhuchen and his junior brother watched the two of them leave, waving their hands until they disappeared.

Feng Changyin sighed with maturity.

After these two people left, he was the loneliest person. He had taken Yingxiu to play in many places in the past two days, and now that he was free, he felt somewhat empty.
To be continued...