Elder Gongsun and the others couldn't do anything to him, so I worked with them to persuade him. No matter how powerful his magic power is, it is still dangerous as long as it is used for a long time.
Wan'er's martial arts was of little help, and the masked man's methods were very unusual.
Although the masked men invited me to go with them, the Demon Cult must stay here.
Ximen Wuhen personally inspected the maze and found that several key mechanisms had been destroyed by traitors and could no longer be repaired.
The maze is effectively useless, and the headquarters area will no longer be safe.
The Demonic Cult without the protection of the maze is likely to become fat in the eyes of some people.
But today's churchgoers are still not used to life without the Maze. Generations of people have lived under the protection of the Maze, and they no longer know what it is like to be safe and ready for a bloody storm.
Neither the martial arts hall nor the people responsible for training the "armed" members had any experience in group fighting.
Wutang's assassins would only go out occasionally to carry out assassination missions, or one or a few people would go out secretly. They had never participated in a battle involving hundreds or thousands of people.
It is really outrageous for Ximen Wuhen to leave at this time.
Even his biggest fans felt that he was a little careless about the lives of his followers, so they tried their best to persuade him not to leave yet.
How much he wants to find his biological mother, even me, who has only known him for a short time, knows this.
What's more, Elder Gongsun, who had watched him grow up, would definitely not be able to persuade him in the end.
He said that between the two of us, one of us would be enough.
He even asked me, don’t you want to farm?
Now is the best time to start implementing the plan.
If he insists on leaving, I can't force him to stay. After all, this is his home.
But Wan'er has to stay. As a half-brother, I am opposed to her going out to take risks.
Ximen Wuhen wanted to take his daughter-in-law to meet his mother, but he was worried that after this meeting, he would not know if there would be another chance.
But our mother-in-law's family is even more afraid that she will never come back. I don't trust the masked people. Even if they tell the truth, I still don't feel at ease.
They might not be able to do anything to Ximen Wuhen, but Wan'er doesn't have deep skills to protect her body. Even if Ximen Wuhen is willing to protect her with all his strength, he may not be able to protect her.
Fortunately, Ximen Wuhen is not so stubborn about matters related to Wan'er's safety.
He asked Cheng Fei to paint a portrait of Wan'er and take her portrait to meet his future mother-in-law, so that her mother-in-law could know what his daughter-in-law looked like.
The Demon Cult has no painters and not many literate people.
There are no shops or schools here, and there are many illiterates. The next generation will still be illiterate.
When recruiting people, only the 'physical' test is done, there is no written test.
Not to mention the servants who were bought casually. If they couldn't survive, no one would come in as a servant just for a meal.
It turns out that when I was at home, I was too poor to eat, and studying was just a daydream.
Ximen Wuhen took the cartoon version of Wan'er's portrait and left anxiously.
Before leaving, he promised Wan'er that he would come back to marry her after seeing his mother.
Hearing what they said when they said goodbye, I felt a sudden surge in my heart. I always felt that setting a flag on such an occasion was unlucky.
I injected healing energy into him, not just a trace, but a big dollop.
I waved goodbye to him and watched him follow the masked man away. I felt a little worried.
But there were so many things waiting for me to do, and this little worry was quickly overwhelmed by work.
After the death of the four elders and their people, no one in the sect has questioned my identity for the time being.
Ximen Wuhen established the position of deputy leader, and they also approved it.
They had seen with their own eyes the kerosene hidden throughout the headquarters.
If I hadn't informed them in advance and used special means to protect them, they knew exactly what would happen to them once the kerosene was ignited.
Since I am a great contributor to the Demon Cult, their benefactor, and the sister of the leader, there seems to be nothing wrong with taking on the position of deputy leader.
After Ximen Wuhen left, the first thing we did was have a meeting.
I took out the plan I had prepared before and only talked about two things at the meeting.
First, we must pay close attention to safety work in the future, and second, the future development of the demon sect depends on agriculture.
Several die-hard fans of Ximen Wuhen knew about the farming plan, and they were mentally prepared, but they still didn't quite believe that I could really do such a thing.
Until I announced it in front of everyone.
The old man in the sect felt that this matter was not something the demon sect should do.
But when young people heard that farming can make everyone's lives better, they were a little excited.
Ordinary believers can only get three meals a day, and servants are treated similarly. The difference is that servants are not paid, while ordinary believers can receive a meager salary.
However, there is no place to spend money in the church. What they eat, drink, and wear every day are all decided by the superiors. Today, the canteen steamed buns, so they couldn't buy rice.
People who raise families in the Demon Sect also have no choice over what ingredients are given to them and what they cook.
They naturally want to live in a life where they can earn more, have more choices, and improve their quality of life.
Servants can also be paid according to their work. They receive salaries like everyone else, and they are just as excited.
Old people like Elder Gongsun and Huangfu, who are illiterate, only worry about one thing. Everyone is farming, but what about the rivers and lakes?
Do you want to practice martial arts? Is the Demon Sect still considered a martial arts sect?
I have already thought about this. Of course, just farming will not work, especially after the maze disappears.
At present, the world is in turmoil and the martial arts alliance is falling apart. Someone will definitely take advantage of the chaos and come to the Demon Sect to test the truth.
If you find the little fat sheep in their mutated field, why don't you come and rob them?
Therefore, farming should be carried out step by step. First, some people should be separated. Those who usually have nothing to do and have nothing to do, should be selected first to open up wasteland and cultivate the land.
I don't need to say anything, just by looking at my face, they know that I am not a good person.
After the news was announced that everyone in the church would have to work and no longer support idlers, no one in the church was surprised when they knew it was my decision.
Guard Jia volunteered to help me inquire about 'people's sentiments', and the news he brought back was that the church members never thought that working under me would be easier than working under the four elders.
Their original words were 'I'm afraid it will be even harder'.
I am very happy that they have this understanding, but I do not force them to love labor.
Those who don’t want to work can leave on their own without anyone stopping them.
Those who are willing to stay and make money with their own hands to support themselves must obey the distribution and arrangements in the future.
Of course there are people who neither want to work nor want to live for free.
But given their courage, they wouldn't dare to make trouble.
The Demonic Cult is not a village, and I am not the village or town leader.
There are no places like Poison Hall, Punishment Hall, or Dark Hall in villages and towns.
Even if the village chief or town mayor waved his hand, the troublemakers would not be killed instantly, with rivers of blood flowing and mountains of corpses piled up.
They have some idea of my martial arts skills.
The four elders don't dare to duel with me, how many heads do they have to lose?
Some people left silently, while others placed hope on the future.
There are also people who are taking a wait-and-see attitude and want to see whether the results are good or bad.
I have the capital for farming. Now money is not the problem, the main thing is people.
The patrol was reorganized and its numbers reduced by one-third.
They are not only responsible for patrolling the headquarters block, but also patrolling the outer maze.
I thought of the decoration team from Ximen Wuhen's group. They were sent to the maze and told to build a few watchtowers at certain intervals.
It doesn't matter if someone comes here and there, I'm just afraid of a large-scale raid.
The decoration team was hired by Ximen Wuhen with a lot of money. It can be said that they are all-rounders.
The decoration work of the new house is almost completed, and Ximen Wuhen doesn't know when he will come back, so they are idle.
The watchtower uses a pure wooden structure, and there are no need to keep too many people on it. Two people are assigned to guard each tower, with three shifts every eight hours.
When something happens, send the Sky Monkey to send a message, so that the people on the patrol team don't have to patrol frequently.
Every two hours, the tower will send out a signal to the patrol. As long as the signal is sent, it means everything is safe.
The colors of fireworks used to signal that something is wrong or that an abnormality is detected are different from those used to signal safety.
The four courtyards are still the focus of protection, although I don’t know what the functions of the things in this courtyard are.
But for people in the Demon Cult to protect it from generation to generation, it should be a very important thing.
And it can still move. It may be an ancient black technology product such as an earthquake measuring instrument.
Anyway, it certainly doesn't hurt to keep them functioning properly.
As for the vacant positions, Elder Gongsun and others will recommend people to fill the vacancies.
We'll see if it works for a while, which is the probation period.
The four elders, including their seniors, gave all the resources in the religion to their cronies.
So when they and their cronies go offline, some 'intangible' resources also go offline.
The first person who was troubled by this matter was the new leader of Wu Tang, Xiao Weiren.
He has a domineering name, but he is actually a gentle person.
Recommended by the illiterate Huangfu, he was promoted to the master of the martial arts hall.
Within seven days of taking office, he came to see me. First he wandered outside the courtyard, asking servants to come in, and then paced in the courtyard.
The servant next to him, who didn't know what he was going to do, could hardly keep his smile.
Finally, I got tired of the sound of his shoe soles scraping the ground, so I took the initiative to open the window and called him into the house.
The weather is getting colder, all the doors and windows are closed, and the plants in the courtyard are losing their leaves. In the autumn season, Hall Master Xiao is sweating on his forehead.
"Master Xiao, if you haven't thought about it well, just go back to the martial arts hall and think about it first, and don't wear your shoe soles in my yard." As the deputy leader, I can hold church meetings and handle church affairs in the conference hall.
It is the same as the emperor's morning court, but if there is no important matter, the leader will not go to the meeting hall to work.
Usually, I meet my 'supervisors' in the study room of my residence.
Yun Zhou has recently found a new friend, Bu Da Ti Ti, who is very interested in being a teacher. He followed my example and made many literacy and numeracy cards to teach addicts how to read and speak.
Ximen Wuhen left and the wedding was put on hold for the time being. Wan'er was free and followed Yunzhou every day and continued to be her maid.
Not to mention that occupational diseases are difficult to cure, but Nan Jiu and Yue Ba can clearly work on the table, but they insist on hiding under the table, on top of the beams, and in nooks and crannies, performing their duties as secret guards.
I arranged for the guards Jia, Ding, and Xin to lead people to cut trees. The three of them are guards and have good martial arts skills. I believe they can deal with those who have not participated in labor for a long time.
Thanks to their efforts, the mangroves became the firewood pile of the demonic cult.
Manager Zhang works as the master of a business hall, doing accounts every day, and is so busy that Yue Nanxiang finally comes back to me... to practice martial arts in seclusion.
Cheng Fei applied to be an apprentice in the Poison Hall and work as an assistant to the new hall master.
I do not allow the Poison Hall to test poison on living people anymore, and the Punishment Hall is also in an empty state.
The leader of the dark hall disappeared. On the day of the rebellion, everyone in the dark hall also disappeared.
When the four elders fought against Ximen Wuhen, no secret guard appeared to save them when their lives were in danger.
If anyone enters or exits the Demonic Cult that day, I will know about it.
So they did not disappear on the day of the rebellion.
Only the secret hall I didn't enter. The master of the secret hall and the secret guards who were still being trained there didn't have any trace of my energy on them.
I estimate that they left the Demon Cult headquarters through other channels before the rebellion.
The merchant hall had sent people out, and the fishing village where Yue Nanxiang and Manager Zhang were temporarily staying had also been guarded.
In the days before the rebellion, people did come and go frequently, and not every group of people who went out came back.
Regardless of whether the secret hall master is from the four elders or not, since they have run away, there is no need to send people to look for them.
The sky is so big, who knows where they went.
If they are from the four elders, they will come back to take revenge sooner or later.
If they just took advantage of the chaos to escape from the Demon Cult and find another job, there would be no need to care about them.
There are too many things that need to be done in the church now, so I only deal with the troubles that come to me.
For example, Xiao Wuren, standing in front of me, was still like an ant on a hot pot.
"Tell me if you have anything to say." I asked him to come in, not just to see his round, red face.
"Deputy leader, I, my subordinate... have something to do..."
"If you hesitate any more, I'll make your head move."
"There are no martial arts secrets in the sect. Please ask the leader to send someone to collect some more."
"Isn't it possible to speak normally? Tell me in detail, what are the secrets of martial arts?"
Even evil people are sorry for his name, and he doesn't look like a villain at all.
He glanced at me, perhaps because there was no change in my tone and there was no sign of anger. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"Deputy leader, you also know that our demon sect does not only have one type of martial arts that is practiced by the leader. Each elder, protector, and hall leader practices different martial arts."
I nodded, indicating that I knew this, and motioned for him to continue.
He swallowed. Now that he had started, the rest of his words became much smoother.
When the Demonic Cult was founded, many martial arts secrets were collected from various places.
Leave it to the right people in the sect to train, in order to strengthen the demon sect and give everyone the ability to protect themselves.
But as the maze was erected, martial arts changed from 'weapons' to luxuries, rewards, and rare resources.
From choosing the right person to practice, to leaving it to a trusted person to practice.
Seniors teach martial arts no longer based on who has the right physique or whether they are loyal to the demon sect.
As time goes by, not only does the quality of martial arts decline, but fewer and fewer people know how to do it.
Some secret books were even destroyed in factional struggles.
The martial arts of the four elders were orally taught by their seniors.
There were no paper textbooks left at all. The four of them were apprentices who had just started for a few years and their skills were too average, so they were easily eliminated by the masked men.
