"Help, is there any kind person?"
Suddenly a voice interrupted Yang Yi's thinking.
He opened the curtain inside the carriage and looked outside.
I saw several children crying and shouting on the roadside. One of the older children was holding a baby in his arms.
Yang Yi glanced for a few times and then looked at Shen Qingqiu.
"Give them some money!"
Xia Lingyin also stuck her head out, looking at them with some sympathy and pity in her eyes.
"OK."
Shen Qingqiu directly took out some silver coins, got off the carriage, and gently placed them in front of them.
Upon seeing this, several children hurriedly collected the silver coins and shouted thank you loudly.
Soon, Shen Qingqiu came back, set up the carriage again, and started walking.
"Is it enough to just give them a little money?"
Xia Lingyin looked at them unbearably and worried.
"Logically speaking, that money is enough for them to live well for a whole year."
Shen Qingqiu replied that she would not give more to the children just because they were pitiful. If the older child was smart, he should be able to use the money to start a small business and support them.
She was once a god and knew the right amount to do good deeds.
"But..."
"Then what do you want, take them with you?"
Guan Xiaorou interrupted her.
"There are thousands of poor children in this world, and it is difficult for you to take care of everyone at the moment. Besides, as long as you do what you can to help, it will be good."
Xia Lingyin lowered her head and said nothing.
Yang Yi gently touched her little head.
"You can get off the car now, and pay attention to safety on the road."
Xia Lingyin was stunned and looked up at him. She gave him a blank look at first, and then she was overjoyed. She directly pulled the Lin brothers and got out of the car quickly.
"Your behavior is not very good. She can't tell who is the good guy and who is the bad guy right now. If they have ulterior motives, this will probably be the fate of Verdant City."
Although Guan Xiaorou said this, her eyes did not mean to stop him, because she had just checked that those children were indeed from an ordinary poor family and were all related by blood.
"We can't let them understand the ugliness of the world at such a young age! It's okay to let them see more anyway."
"Haha, do you want to say that no matter what happens, you will be the one to take care of it, but you can't watch them forever."
Yang Yi suddenly felt that Guan Xiaorou seemed to talk a little too much today, and her mood was a little wrong. She seemed to have the feeling of an unreasonable old mother.
He smiled silently, feeling ridiculous at his metaphor.
"They will grow up eventually, and there is no rush."
Then he looked at her, his eyes a little wandering.
"Are you here? Do you want me to make you some brown sugar water?"
Guan Xiaorou was stunned, her face instantly turned red, she picked up the pillow next to her and threw it towards him.
"Go away, you pervert."
Yang Yi caught it steadily, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
"Ouyou, I have forgotten when Lingyin stopped calling me a gangster and a pervert. I miss it a little."
"You are hopeless."
...
"Rogue, pervert."
Shishi blushed and called out a few words softly. She didn't expect that brother Xiao Yi liked being called this by others, so she had to write it down quickly. In case he didn't give snacks in the future, she could call him a few more words.
Shen Qingqiu, on the other hand, was sending out his spiritual consciousness to pay attention to their situation behind them. He was either worried or curious about what they would do.
"Xiao Yi, isn't one of the main reasons why you came down the mountain to recruit a few junior brothers and sisters? Why didn't you think of recruiting them this time?"
Shen Qingqiu was very curious. She knew that the two Lin brothers accepted it casually, as if there was no special reason at all.
So why didn't they accept a few casually this time and from the City Lord's Mansion?
Shishi and Guan Xiaorou also looked at him curiously. They both wanted to know what his collection standards were, or whether there were any standards.
"Ah, this! Because they didn't mention it to me!"
Yang Yi picked up a dried sweet potato out of boredom, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and never got tired of eating it.
"that's all?"
Guan Xiaorou looked at him in shock, with confusion and confusion on her face. She always thought that he was very strict in accepting disciples and had his own set of ideas. Otherwise, how could he train junior brothers and sisters who would be so strong in the future.
Now you tell me that they only accepted it because they asked to be your junior brother and junior sister. Aren't you kidding me?
"Otherwise! Oh, if you show that you want to practice, I will ask more questions. If you really want to follow me, then I will stop."
Several people looked at him speechlessly.
"What if everyone in the city wants it?"
"Then just accept it all. Anyway, the resources used are the ones that Mingshan Sect should have provided."
As one of the three great immortals of the Mingshan Sect, Gushan is the immortal dojo that was opened. In fact, his qualifications have always been very high, and the number of disciples he is allowed to accept is very large.
Including one chief disciple, one closed disciple, nine direct disciples, one hundred and eight ordinary disciples, thousands of registered disciples, and countless anonymous disciples, one can imagine the resources required. How huge.
Moreover, Gushan also has its own system of guest officials and elders.
And when a disciple reaches a certain level, he can open up an independent line at any peak in the Gushan Mountains, and then accept disciples.
There are thirty-six peaks in Gushan, two small worlds, and dozens of heavenly blessed places. This is enough for Yang Yi to devote his whole life to developing.
There is even a larger town at the foot of Gushan Mountain where family members can live.
It's just that no one has lived in that town for a long time since it was built, so Yang Yi occasionally goes down the mountain to see if there are people from other places setting up stalls there to sell the things he needs.
Now that I think about it, I still miss the scene of me going down the mountain alone to buy groceries when I was a kid. At that time, I was always eagerly looking forward to more people coming to that empty city. Otherwise, it would be a bit scary if he had to stay there for one night. .
But fortunately, occasionally some people would come over to take a look. Now that I think about it, they should be the people arranged by the sect leader.
If you think about it carefully, at the current rate of recruiting junior brothers and sisters, even if it takes tens of thousands of years, it shouldn't be too late.
It doesn't matter, as long as the lonely mountain is lively enough, leave other peaks and other areas alone!
However, even the sect leader's line seems to have not had enough disciples. The main reason is that Mingshan Sect is too young, only more than 10,000 years old. Even stronger empires in the world have a longer history than Mingshan Sect.
His thoughts returned to the present, and looking at their disbelieving eyes, Yang Yi was also a little helpless.
The number of people in a city may not be enough for the city at the foot of Gushan Mountain.
