Chapter 152 Free is the most attractive

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The masters of martial arts mentioned by Snowman caught my attention, and I decided to go out personally to find out which sect they were survivors of. The Wulin Alliance has been disbanded, and people from all walks of life have fled everywhere. It is inevitable that some people will take advantage of the chaos to do evil.

Troubled times were not a suitable background for me who wanted to farm.

In order to be able to farm with peace of mind, I hope the world will be peaceful soon.

The one from the palace sent people to investigate and secretly visited remote villages along the snowy plains.

Sure enough, they found that the entire village had been reorganized, and the original villagers no longer lived in it.

The total number of villages occupied by snowmen is about twenty.

They are all close to the snowy plains and far from the capital. The villages are not too big, with no more than a hundred people.

Snowman bribed the local officials and promised to pay the grain on time in the future and would not affect the local tax collection work.

These officials don't have many villages under their control. They can "replace" them all at once, but they don't have to worry about anything in the future.

People in the village only marry other nearby villages, and their lives are relatively isolated.

Snowman's choice of targets is not arbitrary, but must be carefully investigated in advance.

The villagers in more than twenty villages were slaughtered by them, and we only discovered it recently. If I hadn't decided to investigate the villages around the demon sect on the spur of the moment, I'm afraid no one would have discovered this matter until now.

The snowman clan in the palace gave orders to wipe out the ambition of the wolf.

The court discussed for several days whether to fight or not.

After all, the little emperor needs to refer to too many opinions.

Before the order to exterminate the snowmen was given, Siyang Village ushered in the third group of people.

What Snowman sent this time was not a spy, but a horse team composed of thirty people.

They came to massacre the village, and before they even entered the village, they shot kerosene arrows from a distance.

If Siyang Village was burned to ashes, the villagers would be homeless.

The air net I deployed outside the village sensed their movements and enveloped the burning arrowheads of the kerosene arrows.

The kerosene arrows lost their accuracy and fell into the open space one after another. The arrows burned for a while and then went out.

Nothing happened to the villagers' houses. The snowman wondered and reined in the horse outside the village.

They circled the village, shouting loudly, and did not scare any humans except the poultry and livestock in the circle.

In Siyang Village, which is close to the snowy plains, fires are lit to keep warm from late autumn.

But in the village, only the chimney of the village chief's house is smoking, and the popularity is pitiful.

They sent ten men into the village without dismounting, carrying spears and knives.

After checking, they found that only the village chief's house was occupied, and all other houses in the village were empty.

They still didn't know why the kerosene arrows went out, so they lit the kerosene arrows again and shot towards the village chief's house.

At this time, the air threads from outside the village had entered the body of the "horse". The people riding the horses didn't know yet that their vehicle was controlled by me.

The kerosene arrow fired at the village chief's house landed in the courtyard, as if it was stopped by an invisible force.

The arrow burned in the clearing, the flames getting smaller and smaller.

The ten snowmen who entered the village noticed something was wrong and wanted to turn around and run away.

However, their horses were stimulated, threw them off hard, and ran away.

Snowmen were thrown off their horses, and some were knocked unconscious and couldn't get up for a long time.

Those who climbed up were caught by the air threads on the ground, and the air threads entered their bodies, paralyzing them instantly.

Just as I detained the spies, I still detained them the same way.

The people outside the village didn't want to rescue their companions at all. They escaped faster, but they were not as fast as I could control the air thread. The horses they rode did not run far away, but all rushed towards the village. Once they entered the village, they went crazy and killed them. Throw it away.

Once the man was thrown out, the horse immediately fled out of the village.

The snowman was hit hard by the fall, and some suffered broken bones or were more unlucky and died directly.

There are also those who are lucky, strong, and agile.

Eight people quickly got up from the ground, still holding on to their weapons when they fell off their horses.

Four people simply jumped off their horses and landed easily without any injuries.

These four people alone could massacre dozens of villagers in Siyang Village.

But no matter how high their martial arts skills are, they will eventually land. As long as their feet land on the ground, they will step on the air mesh.

They were very alert and felt something was wrong, so they wanted to use Qinggong to avoid the "things" on the ground.

However, they are fighting "air" and have fallen into my air trap.

They struggled to avoid it for a while, but gradually they couldn't hold on any longer, and the air threads penetrated their bodies, and they became floor players like everyone else.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" One of the floor players asked as their mouths could still move.

"I haven't seen or heard of him. He may be an expert from Yuancheng." He asked his companion, and the person in question replied.

"Thousand Thousand Thousand Threads is the supreme martial arts that has been extinct for hundreds of years. Based on your knowledge, you have never seen or heard of it." Before I could speak, Xiaojiao had already inserted her waist and helped me blow the bull off. .

She also chose the name Qiansi Wanwei, but it's very vivid.

It is impossible for Snowman to have heard of her newly made up martial arts name, but there is no doubt that my martial arts is superior to theirs, and they know that they are in trouble.

There was no room for them in the cellar of the village chief's house, so we set aside a room to hold them.

Two days later, people from the capital arrived and took them all away. Our mission was completed.

The snowmen in the first three Yangcun villages were captured and the village was temporarily vacant.

The villagers in Siyang Village did not dare to come back immediately. They heard that the monarch was going to war with the Snowman. They were worried about being cannon fodder and hoped to stay in the Demon Cult until the extermination operation was over.

They stayed in the Demon Sect for a few days and found that the headquarters of the Demon Sect was the same as the county towns, not as scary as they imagined.

I asked people to use special vehicles to transport their poultry and livestock back to the Demon Sect, and those who owned it would be given to whom.

The villagers can stay at the Demon Cult with peace of mind. Those who are willing to go to the farming training class can go, and those who want to be literate in the school can also go.

The four sheep villages couldn't put together a single school. The villagers heard that the Demon Sect's school was free and open to all men, women and children. Anyone who could move and was not confused went there.

Old people just want to see something new, so two visits are enough. Young and middle-aged people are thinking about how to live, and their main focus is still on work.

But every family sent their children to study, and no one was allowed to be left behind.

I want to open a grain factory and a fruit processing factory at the headquarters of the Demonic Cult. Even though they had a lot of people before, the most important thing is manpower. A few days ago, there was a large reduction in staff, and now a large number of people are assigned to farm the land. Other positions are available. Not so much the staff.

As long as the factory is set up, there will be more jobs, and the villagers want to give it a try.

There is a lot of preliminary preparation work, and it is when people are needed to help. I am even more happy that they are willing to participate in the work.

The four elders spent a lot of money to build several resorts at the headquarters, which they usually use for gatherings. They are magnificent and include stages and auditoriums.

I asked the construction team to convert the Yanle Building into a trading hall.

From now on, the things that the church members grow in their own residences can be exchanged with others at will, such as vegetables for melons and beans for grains, according to the unified price standards of surrounding villages, towns and counties.

Renovation takes time and requires more manpower. Some villagers recommended themselves to the foreman and got a job as a temporary worker.

Not only can food be exchanged in the trading floor, but other items can also be exchanged, so I asked the foreman to separate different areas, one for food and one for daily necessities.

Stalls may be large or small, and the most important thing is that they must have fire prevention facilities, including safety exits and evacuation passages.

I took the time to visit Demonic Stone Mountain. The amount of mining in ancient times cannot be compared with modern times. They just used primitive tools to cut the mountain. Since the establishment of the Demonic Cult, they have not even mined a fraction of the metal ore contained in Demonic Stone Mountain.

Although I am a modern person, I am not a miner. I know nothing about mining. Moreover, it seems that it is not cost-effective to mine this thing with martial arts. Using internal force... is also a fool's errand to move mountains.

After inspecting the magic stone mine, I was only worried about the health of the miners. Guard Jia and the others were mining here and were wrapped up every day.

The body is black and gray, can this thing not be inhaled into the body?

I asked the old people who have worked here for a long time, and they said that "occupational diseases" are very serious. Generally, people should be replaced after one year of digging. After this time, people will get sick.

In the second year, he had a mild cough, in the third year, he had a severe cough, in the fourth year he had to stay in bed, and in the fifth year he died when he couldn't afford medicine.

Most of the people who mine in Demonic Stone Mountain are servants bought by the Demonic Cult with money. If they die, they will die. If they had not joined the Demonic Cult, they would have died earlier.

They were open-minded and had already accepted their fate.

The four elders did not buy servants from Magic Stone Mountain, so the previous rebellion had nothing to do with the miners. They and the people who hid in the mountain saved their lives.

They were very grateful to me for saving their lives. I told them not to thank them too early. I could cure their "occupational diseases" and they would go back to Xiaojiao to apply for Dabu Pills. After taking the medicine, they would be cured.

There is my healing energy in Dabu Pills, and if they have healing energy in their bodies, their illnesses will slowly heal.

Magic stone mine is the main export commodity of the Demon Cult. It must be mined when it should be mined, and the health of the miners must also be protected.

Winter is coming soon, so I gave them sick leave to let them rest and recuperate.

For the servants of the Demonic Cult, the highest boss is the Cult Leader. If the Cult Leader is not present, the Deputy Cult Leader is the highest.

So letting them take a holiday to recuperate is just a matter of a word from me.

I told Elder Gongsun and others that if there is anyone out there who thinks it is unfair and wants to take sick leave, he should immediately apply to work as a miner in Magic Stone Mountain. That would require more people.

The congregants are very clear about the conditions in the mines. No one wants to endure such hardship, so no one picks on the miners.

When I say there is a shortage of people in the mine, I am not trying to scare them. There is indeed a shortage, but when recruiting workers within the church, there is no way we can recruit people who volunteer to work in the mountains.

They would rather farm than work as miners sucking up ash all day long.

Originally, the servants did not get paid for their work, but I set a salary for them and gave more to the miners.

The mining of magic stone mines does not even require explosives.

But there were no explosions or landslides, because they were digging mountains on the ground, starting from the top and slowly progressing downward.

There's more beneath the ground, but they haven't dug that deep yet.

The headquarters is undergoing reform and bustling, and the town outside is not quiet either.

The drug store owner went back and leaked the contract between him and me to people in other stores.

People from other shops discussed together and finally decided to send representatives to the Demon Sect to find me.