My brother is so cunning.

Cheng Ziwei sat on the recliner of the underground car, feeling confused.

The scene of the death of the woman who was punched through the head by Wen Rui kept replaying in her mind, so that she didn't care why she took this strange underground vehicle to Jinlingzong.

This car is very large, as long as half a high-speed rail car. The passenger compartment can seat 8 people. In order to pursue comfort, there is also a dining car and a bar in the back of the car. There is a Jin Yaoer metal puppet in the car that acts as a waiter.

The sound insulation measures are also very perfect. The sound of drills outside and the friction between the carriage and the rock formations can only be vaguely heard, and it does not affect your rest.

Wen Rui and He Lingyun were sitting in the front row. Their heads were touching and they were laughing softly. They looked very intimate and harmonious, which made her feel sour in her heart.

However, Cheng Ziwei had no intention of being jealous for the time being. She kept thinking about Sect Master Wen's words.

Open the pattern.

Death is not the end.

These two sentences may explain his unscrupulous way of doing things.

Can we completely get rid of the miserable fate by killing that painful woman, ending her suffering in this life, and sending her soul into reincarnation?

But she is the only one suffering in the world. Could it be that the sect master wants to kill them all?

He also had the same attitude towards the monks. He did not regard the monks' lives as his fate at all. Cheng Ziwei could be sure that the last time he explored the secret realm, he heard that the sect leader had killed countless monks, but he did not have any psychological burden at all.

They must have this same idea. Sending people away to be reincarnated is like bestowing favors on others.

The underground car slowly raised its front, and the tilt angle could be clearly felt in the carriage. Cheng Ziwei guessed that after several days of travel, it had finally arrived at Jinlingzong, and the underground car was about to break out of the ground.

Sure enough, as she had guessed, after a bumpy ride, the car came to a stop, the side hatch opened, and the light from outside shone into the car.

Following Wen Rui out of the carriage, Cheng Ziwei saw a large area of ​​farmland being reclaimed.

Different from the terraces Cheng Ziwei saw in Shushan, the fields here are significantly larger.

This place is a plain, which is very different from the hills and mountains near Shushan where Cheng Ziwei lives. She guessed that this is a "well field" popular in the Central Plains. A "field" is a hundred steps long and wide, and a field is a hundred acres.

She saw farmers working in the fields, and was surprised to find that the workers were mixed with humans and demons. Strong bear, tiger, and wild boar demons replaced the cattle and were pulling plows to plow the fields. Humans and some small wolves, The fox, deer, and deer demons were leveling the ground with hoes and shovels, digging furrows and water diversion channels, while the smaller rabbit, rat, and toad demons were sowing seeds together with the human women.

This was the first time that she and monsters were mixed together, but given her background in teaching, Cheng Ziwei could only accept it.

After all, in Jie Jiao back then, human immortals and demon immortals could get along harmoniously and be like a family.

However, after careful observation, she also discovered an incongruity. The two tribes here did not seem to have a close relationship. Although they worked together, they were wary of each other and did not say a word to each other. They looked more like being caught. They were forced together.

The metal puppets patrolling the fields confirmed this in disguise. Some monsters were obviously forced, such as the bear monsters and tiger monsters. Occasionally they would break free from the plow harness and want to get angry, but the next moment there would be metal puppets rushing towards them. Come over and pin him to the ground and give him a good beating. After the beating, he will be honest for a while.

There are also stubborn people in the human race who show off their tempers and give up their opinions. The metal puppets are also not used to it, and they will whip out whenever they pick up the whip.

"Sect Master, what are these humans and monsters doing?" Cheng Ziwei couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.

"Grow the land for me." Wen Rui replied, "This is public land, and all living beings in my territory are doing corvées for me, the lord."

Cheng Ziwei couldn't think about it for a moment and asked: "Sect Master, aren't you a monk? Besides, you are an old official of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, can you also be a prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

"The Zhou royal family is declining day by day, and it can no longer control the eight hundred princes. If you have money and guns, you will be the Caotou King. Why can't I be the lord?"

Wen Rui smiled and said: "This place originally belonged to the Qin State. In the name of the Chamber of Commerce, I bought a territory of a hundred miles in the Lishan Mountains from Uncle Qin. Now I am the lord of this land, and they are all my subjects. "

"After the Battle of the Gods, Taoist Hongjun issued an order that monks like us cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the human dynasty or participate in the disputes between princes..."

"I am a mortal. I just live longer than ordinary mortals. I am not bound by this rule."

Wen Rui raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Besides, I am from the royal family of the previous dynasty. My status is much higher than that of Qin Bo, an earl who was born as a horse slave in the Zhou Dynasty. I have a claim to this place. How about a small restoration?" It’s reasonable and legal, and more consistent with the times since ancient times!”

"Furthermore, I did not use extraordinary force to directly kill the king and seize the country. I just gave Uncle Qin an offer that he could not refuse. I used one hundred thousand dans of grain, one thousand chariots, and ten thousand sets of weapons and armor in exchange for a small piece of his territory. A marginally weak country suddenly became a powerful country with only a few cities. It was too late for him to be happy! "

"I have entered into an alliance with Uncle Qin. The Wen clan will join the Qin State and gain enfeoffment. Any new land gained by the Qin State's troops to attack Quanrong can be exchanged with me for supplies. My territory will become larger and larger in the future."

Cheng Ziwei really couldn't find any words to refute, but she didn't understand how the head of a cultivating immortal sect could become a lord. Is it to compensate for the shortcomings of the Wen family's decline when the Yin Shang dynasty was destroyed?

She couldn't help but curse in her heart, that Uncle Qin was also very ambitious. His capital, Xianyang, was not far from Lishan. In order to gain temporary benefits, he lured a wolf into the house at his door. He attracted such a black-hearted tycoon, and he would suffer for himself if he was plotted to seize the country in the future.

"I don't believe that Uncle Qin is so stupid. He made a deal with you even though he knew your ambitions." Cheng Ziwei found out that Master Wen was not a strict boss, and Cheng Ziwei was bold enough to complain directly.

"Haha, I just told Uncle Qin that if he doesn't accept my kindness, I will go to his evil neighbor Quanrong. King Quanrong is worried about not having enough food, weapons, and arrows. If I supply unlimited supplies, the population will Over a million dog soldiers can pull up an army of 300,000 cavalry and archers. What will Qin do to resist?"

Cheng Ziwei was speechless for a moment, frowning and said: "I really don't understand, Sect Master, if you don't practice well, what's the point of being a lord, and what good will it do to all living beings."

"The little girl pattern is really not good." Wen Rui shook his head and said: "The main purpose of our sect is to establish a diversified Jiejiao country, to set an example for the grass-roots teams in the world who are always going to reverse course, so that they know the advanced nature of the Jiejiao teachings. Jiejiao culture is the most suitable to educate all living beings and guide them from ignorance to barbarism to civilization and progress.”

Cheng Ziwei didn't say anything, but just pursed her lips. A metal puppet was whipping a strong human race man to the ground with a whip, begging for mercy again and again.

“So civilized!”

Wen Rui was also a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "Sometimes, it is necessary to use some tough measures and carry out physical education... The level of the human race today is too low. Generally, they can't read a single big character. If they don't fight, they can't do anything. I can’t remember. This is already the gentlest punishment among the vassal states. Beating is also a form of education, while scolding is a form of love..."

Cheng Ziwei looked around and saw that the well fields were connected together. Irrigation facilities such as ditches, deep wells, water trucks, etc. were also quite complete. It was roughly estimated that there were tens of thousands of acres, and they were all well-developed good fields. If they were taken care of properly, they would definitely be able to produce Countless grains were produced.

"Are you enslaving sentient beings to farm for you in order to produce food to support sentient beings?" Cheng Ziwei asked curiously.

"This is public land, and all output belongs to me as the lord. The people's rations must be grown on their own private fields."

Wen Rui replied: "What is produced here is a high-yielding pasture called giant fungus, and then bean sprouts and sorghum. The forage is transported to the eastern grasslands to feed cattle and horses, the bean sprouts are used to press oil, and the sorghum is used to make wine and distiller's grains. and bean cakes to feed the pigs.”

"Expressing people's power, you are so evil..."

"Hey, you are an ignorant child who doesn't know anything about farming or politics."

Wen Rui curled his lips disdainfully and said: "The human race can work together with the demon race in the public fields, and can be exempted from 30% of the tax for the year. The iron farm tools used can be taken away after serving. These people came to serve on their own initiative, crying and shouting. I The conditions given are already countless times more favorable than those of all the lords of the vassal states. Many savages from the surrounding small countries have fled to my territory and begged to become my subjects. "

Cheng Ziwei seemed to notice something and asked: "Most of the products produced here are used to raise cattle, horses, pigs and sheep. What do you do with so many livestock?"

"The demon tribe prefers blood food. Blood food is as important to the demon tribe as food is to the human race. I will use these livestock to trade with the demon tribe."

Wen Rui pointed to the farm tools used by the farmers and said: "These iron tools were exchanged for livestock with the monster kings who are engaged in industry in the northern mountainous areas. The excess livestock can also be traded with the wild monsters in the mountains of 100,000, and exchanged Some scarce resources such as spider silk, scorpion venom, spiritual stones, gems, and spiritual gold.”

"Don't underestimate the livestock trade. The demon clan has a sufficient supply of blood food, so they will not target the human clan. A cow can grow to more than a thousand kilograms in one and a half years, and its meat is eighteen times longer than ten. How many times more adults are there every year? How many lives can be saved invisibly, and how much murder can be avoided by the demon clan? If this business continues to expand its production capacity, it can provide me with more merit every year than a skilled hand in rejuvenating people and applying medicine everywhere to save people. There are so many miracle doctors!”

Only then did Cheng Ziwei suddenly realize and get great inspiration. She realized that it was not killing demons that could make meritorious deeds.

"What is the fundamental contradiction between the demon race and the human race? The struggle for living space is nothing more than seizing ecological niches. To put it bluntly, it means destroying other people's jobs to earn a living for ourselves."

Wen Rui patiently explained her confusion: "The human race developed the wilderness, cut down trees to build houses, and cleared forests to open up wasteland, which greatly reduced the population of wild animals. The demon race couldn't hunt blood food, so they decided to target the human race, which was easier to hunt. On my body, I started to eat people. Don’t you? If the humans are allowed to open up wasteland and cultivate the land, the humans will starve to death, and if the demons are not allowed to eat blood, the demons will also become weak and die. Does this situation have to be solved by killing one party? What’s the problem if two tribes are begging for food from the same pot?”

Wen Rui sneered and said: "So, from now on, the so-called righteous monks should not engage in genocide of monsters in the name of protecting the human race. With my plan, if you shout this kind of slogan again, it is all done by certain beings. The excuse of karma. God's way is clear and retribution is not good. When the time comes, I don't think there is any monk in the world who is not afraid of bad karma and dares to kill monsters indiscriminately!"