Hu Zhiran and others didn't care about this. Whether it was ordinary people or cultivators, there were people at the lowest level.
Many practitioners became slaves due to bankruptcy or various reasons, and many were killed. The insect plague in the spiritual fields in Anping City a hundred years ago destroyed the lives of many spiritual field owners, which was even worse than the beggars in front of them.
Zhou Yang also understood that the landlords and officials in the secular world, just like the family clans in the spiritual world, had dirty hands.
Landlords and officials make a living by exploiting the people, and families and clans also rely on plundering resources to survive. In the process of plundering resources, those low-level cultivators are naturally the front legs and cannon fodder. The resources exchanged with their lives ensure the cultivation needs of the so-called big shots.
War in the world of cultivation is frequent, just as it is natural in the secular world.
However, in secular wars, in addition to competition between countries, there are also internal wars.
Internal wars are often started by the impoverished poor and slaves. Death by starvation is death, but even if they fight hard, there is still a glimmer of hope. Therefore, in secular countries, conflicts between the upper and lower classes break out from time to time, most often in disaster years.
Song Huhu and Linghu Deyi were not surprised and kept urging everyone to hurry up. But Myolie was very kind-hearted, giving her gifts here and there, refusing to leave, and cast a begging look at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang sighed, he understood Xing'er's mood very well. She is also a poor person, having been sold as a slave since she was a child. She still has a slave mark on her forehead, which cannot be removed by non-peak cultivators of Tianyuan.
He himself climbed up step by step from the lowest level, and also went through hardships and life and death to get to where he is today. You have to fight for your own future and destiny, and relying solely on charity will not last long.
But he didn't want to make Xing'er sad, so he took out the two golden tickets from the storage bag and handed them to Xing'er. This can also be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. In a certain sense, it can also be regarded as taking them from the people and using them for the people.
These gold tickets were found from Gongsun Ju, and all his wealth was exploited by the people. At this time, they were returned to their original owners.
Xing'er didn't know what 20,000 taels of gold meant, but this amount should be quite large.
She handed the golden ticket to an old man with a yellow face and asked him to buy some food for the villagers, but the old man looked at the golden ticket in a daze, looking confused.
"Where has he seen this thing before? A few copper coins are usually good, but 20,000 taels of gold is not worth it even if their village is sold. Besides, you won't spend it if you give it to them!
Forget it, we have the golden ticket, so we don’t need so much gold and silver. Miss Xing'er, you return the golden ticket to Zhou Yang, and I'll just give them some yellow and white things. "Song Laohu couldn't laugh or cry when he saw Myolie trying to give gold tickets to the beggars.
Needless to say, they and even the landlords in the village may not have seen gold tickets, especially ones with such a large denomination.
Firstly, these beggars don't recognize it, and secondly, if they really take it out, will they be able to keep it? It would have been taken away by strong men long ago.
After Tiger reminded her, Xing'er realized that what she had done was a bit unreliable. She blushed and hurriedly returned the golden ticket to Zhou Yang.
Song Laohu handed a bag of gold and silver to the old man. When the old man saw this, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. All the beggars also knelt down and even called the tiger a living Bodhisattva who saved the suffering.
Song Laosan didn't care about this, but Xing'er smiled happily.
When this happened, everyone got on their horses and galloped forward.
Chengtian County is much larger than Yuntian County, and the city was built much earlier. It is said that it is thousands of years old and is comparable to some large monastic cities.
Chengtian County has dozens of subordinate counties with a population of tens of millions.
The Hudong Fucheng that Zhou Yang and his party arrived at was the largest Fucheng under the jurisdiction of Chengtian County.
When they arrived, the city gate was about to close.
The guards saw a group of people rushing towards them from a distance, but they did not stop and continued to close the city gate. There was a creaking sound, and the two doors gradually overlapped and were about to be completely closed.
"Damn it!" Song Laohu cursed angrily as he galloped on his horse.
These guards clearly saw them, but they still turned a blind eye. Damn it! If it is really necessary to close it, it will be even more difficult to open it again. They will have to stay in the wasteland tonight, these bitches!
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whooshing sound, and four black lights were shot out from behind him, heading straight for the city gate. They were Xuanfu Sect's unique black-feathered arrows.
The four black-feathered arrows each hit a gate with great force. Fully half of the arrow body penetrated the city gate, and the remaining half of the arrow body was trembling.
But the city gate that was slowly closing moved backwards. The guards who were pushing the door hard felt a strong force coming from them, and they were knocked open by the city gate. They fell back a few steps, and two of them were unsteady. , fell down and sat on the ground.
The guards were shocked. Where did the madman come from to be so domineering?
Taking advantage of this gap, Zhou Yang and others hurriedly approached the city gate like lightning.
The guard captain was shocked. Could it be that there was an enemy attack?
He immediately drew out his sword and called on the guards to push the city gate again to stop the invading enemy.
The city gate slowly closed again.
"Fuck!" Tiger and Tiehu yelled at the same time. There were still dozens of feet away, but there was only a gap of less than a foot in the city gate.
Zhou Yang's expression also changed. He didn't have time to think too much, and his spiritual power started to move. He took a step of more than ten feet, and then took another step to reach the city gate. He flew up and kicked towards the gate.
How could a few mortals stop it this time? A city gate was pushed open, and the guards behind it fell on their backs.
Zhou Yang ducked into the city and met the pale guard captain. Without saying a word, Zhou Yang slapped him. The captain was instantly blown away and his sword was thrown away.
The guards behind were stunned. Is this still a human being? They arrived in just two steps from a distance of tens of feet, and kicked the city gate open with one kick. It took a lot of effort for the four of them to push only one door. Could it be that the person coming was... The guards didn't dare to think about it anymore. Went down.
"Rat, why did you close the city gate when you saw us?" Zhou Yang said angrily with a gloomy look on his face.
"Who are you? Why did you break into Hudong Mansion at night?" The guard captain couldn't get up for a long time, but a tall guard holding a waist knife asked in a trembling voice.
"Bold! I'm asking you!" Zhou Yang flew up with another kick and kicked the tall guard away before he could react.
He didn't want to embarrass the mortals, but these few were too abominable. He knew clearly that someone was going to enter the city, but insisted on shutting them out. Without giving them a lesson, it would be hard to get rid of the bad breath in his heart.
At this time, Song Laosan and others also rushed in on horseback. The expressions of the eight or nine guards changed drastically. A single person riding alone was so powerful. Dozens of people broke in at once. Isn't this life-threatening!
After hearing what Zhou Yang said, the guard captain understood at this time that they were just entering the city and it was not an enemy attack.
And judging from their skills, these people are all martial arts masters, and they may even be high-ranking immortals. I can't afford to offend them. If one of them is not good, he will be beaten and killed on the spot. Also a possibility.
"I, we thought there was an enemy attack, so, so we closed the city gate..." The captain who got up also saw the situation clearly and said solemnly.
In fact, when they see someone coming, it's not that they can't wait, but no one is willing to wait if there is no benefit. When the time comes, they will close the door and no one will enter the city.
If the others had to endure their lives and sleep in the wilderness, no one would have imagined that all those coming here were evil stars. If I had known, I would have let them into the city.
At this time, the captain and the guard who had been beaten were filled with regret.
"Bastard! Is there such a small number of people in the enemy attack? I think you are blind!" Song Laosan was so angry that he almost kicked him again. The captain was so frightened that he backed away and dropped his head to the ground.
"What we are waiting for must not be leaked, otherwise..." Zhou Yang's eyes flashed sharply, and his meaning was very clear.
"Everyone, don't worry, heroes. We hereby swear that we will never reveal a single word about today's events. If we violate our oath, we will be punished by heaven and earth!" The guard captain swore a poisonous oath in public.
He didn't dare not do this, and they all looked so fierce. If they didn't show sincerity, they would die on the spot.
These people come and go without a trace, and their death is in vain.
"Fourth brother, do you need it..." Tiger said via voice transmission, with murderous intent rising in his eyes.
"Forget it, it's better to cause less trouble. After all, they are members of the government, and it will be a bit troublesome to kill them. I'm afraid they don't dare to tell this matter. I'll find a place to stay first." Zhou Yang shook his head. .
"Okay, let's go!" Old Lao Song waved, and a dozen fast horses galloped along the official road in the city.
The purpose of their stay in Hudong Mansion was to observe Fan Yuan's movements. If there was no news about him in the next day, they would rush directly to Wangyue Ridge in Chengtian County.
Therefore, after entering the city, a dozen people dispersed, in groups of two, and stayed in inns in the four urban areas of the southeast, northwest and northwest, so as to better understand their movements.
Xing'er naturally stayed with Zhou Yang, and the two of them chose an inn to stay.
When Zhongming saw them together again, he became angry.
He didn't realize it before, but since he saw it with his own eyes that day, Xing'er actually lay in Zhou Yang's arms and slept all night. When he saw Zhou Yang, he wanted to go up and beat her up.
Miss Ling'er is not only the person they protect, but also the idol in their hearts. Their idol was desecrated, and their dissatisfaction is only minor. If he had his way, he would first beat Zhou Yang half to death, and then humiliate him to relieve the pain in his chest. Bad breath.
Helpless, all of them together were no match for Zhou Yang, and even with Pu Zheng and Hu Zhiran's dissuasion, he could only hold this breath in his heart.
Naturally, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yang would not live together. They each asked for a room and then separated.
Zhou Yang did not fall asleep immediately. Although he was a little sleepy after traveling for days, he had already developed a habit of practicing meditation or studying classics before falling asleep.
But today, he did not enter meditation, nor did he study hard. Instead, he took out a storage bag, shook it lightly, and poured the contents on the ground.
This is Chunyu Laojiu's storage bag.
At that time, the storage bag was collected by Bai Meng, but Chun Yujiu was killed by Zhou Yang, so the loot would naturally belong to him. Therefore, after Bai Meng found Chun Yujiu's identity token, he returned it to Zhou Yang.
He couldn't refuse, so he accepted it.
