Everyone looked at the bald Zhang who accepted the entrustment and looked at him like a dead man.
"Okay, okay, okay, one is proud and ruthless, one has moral integrity and a bottom line, and there is a little girl who never gives up and adapts to circumstances.
It's my fault that I'm here.
Otherwise, wouldn't these three children with integrity have to die?"
" This voice shocked everyone, and everyone looked at a young man with an ordinary face, who was Xiao Cheng.
Of course, it is the state of disguise under the phantom god.
The people watching suddenly discovered a problem, that is, this guy was incompatible with this place in terms of clothing, temperament and other aspects.
They could not notice it until he made a sound.
Such a different kind of guy, in the slums here, should be like rat shit among the white rice, so he can be seen at a glance.
Why can't he notice it if he doesn't make a sound?
People in the slums are used to observing words and expressions.
Just thinking about it, the word monk appeared in my heart, and I couldn't help but tremble.
I didn't dare to look more, and subconsciously turned my eyes away from the young man.
Although the spiritual world and the secular world are in the same time and space, they are indeed two worlds.
It is difficult for secular people to come into contact with this world, but they are not ignorant.
At least, they understand that in the eyes of monks, their lives are no different from ants.
As a human being, he sees himself as an ant, so how can he expect others to see him as a human being?
Dignity is something that can never be relied on charity from others.
It can only be earned by one's own efforts.
It is useless to pray to Buddha or God.
If you don't have the consciousness to stand up and sing, you should never think about straightening your spine.
Xiao Cheng's perception was so sharp that he could clearly observe the eyes of these indifferent people who were at the lowest level, and he sighed repeatedly in his heart.
"Slavery, once again, is truly reflected in front of us.
This is the case in the two domains.
In fact, isn't it the same in the Four Continents?
Liberating their minds is more important than liberating their bodies.
Even if I have great supernatural powers and can copy the democratic society of the previous life, Once these people do not emancipate their minds, their efforts will be in vain.
A democratic society will never truly come, and the feudal system that makes them sick will continue to exist and cannot be exterminated."
I have to say that Xiao Cheng thought too far and was a little off the line.
The feudal hierarchy is deeply rooted.
How could someone like him, who has escaped from freedom, change it at will?
This involves the fundamental bottom line issue of vested interests.
If he really wants to spread democratic ideas throughout this world, he will encounter resistance.
It’s not as simple as two regions, the entire four continents will rebound, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Fortunately, Xiao Cheng also knew that most of this was just his own fantasy.
He shook his head and threw the unrealistic thoughts behind him.
He walked slowly to the children who were looking over in surprise, looked at Bald Zhang, a smile appeared on his face, and ordered: "Here, feed them."
Two small dark red pills appeared in his palm, exuding a sweet smell.
Bald Zhang and his little brother and sister were frightened by the aura of the visitor.
Bald Zhang took the elixir and gave it to the seriously injured boy first, and then to the little girl.
Amid everyone's astonishment, it took ten breaths for the brother and sister's injuries to become intact.
For a moment, everyone looked at the young man in awe.
Everyone knows how valuable the monk's elixir is, how can we not be in awe of it?
The little boy's injury stabilized and he stood up strong.
He glanced at Xiao Cheng, but did not kneel down.
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He exuded an aura of nobility that could not be concealed.
He said lightly: "I don't say thank you for your kindness.
In the name of the announcement, I Mo Haichuan will definitely repay you in the future."
Xiao Cheng smiled when he heard this.
He used sound transmission so that only these three children could hear it.
"I am Xiao Cheng, the owner of Longxiang West Factory."
The expressions of the three children changed drastically at the same time.
Xiao Cheng's face remained unchanged, but his heart moved.
"As a gang member, it is normal for Bald Zhang to know his name.
After all, the underground gangs that are mixed with dragons and snakes are extremely well-informed.
Most underground gangs have the shadow of practicing sects behind them.
Many gangs are practicing sects in the secular world.
Spokesperson.
Therefore, the officials mostly pursued the investigation with their eyes closed, and turned a deaf ear as long as they did not do anything that would shake the foundation of the empire.
This is also the reason why gangs like Qiqi Club can survive.
There is a shadow of the spiritual world behind them.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Bald Zhang has heard of his name through the gossip.
But what about the brother and sister?
How did they learn about their names?
Although Xichang has a great reputation, it refers to the world of cultivation.
The secular world does not know these things at all.
Relatively speaking, ordinary people are more concerned about the issue of food, rice, oil and salt.
In this way, this seemingly down-and-out brother and sister are not simple.
At least, they had come into contact with monks before, and judging from the noble temperament displayed by these siblings inadvertently, they must be from extraordinary backgrounds.
Well, that should be the case."
Xiao Cheng understood in his heart.
He looked at the three children who could barely suppress their surprise and said slowly: "The people from the club are coming soon.
You can escape together.
I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer."
"Wait a minute."
When the bald man opened his mouth, a little boy named Mo Haichuan called out to Xiao Cheng, and his expression became extremely respectful.
"Oh, what's wrong with you?
The club is coming soon.
If you don't take your sister and escape to speak to me, it will be more dangerous.
You should understand that people like me can't attack ordinary people at will.
I’ll help you once, but I can’t help you forever, understand.”
Xiao Cheng’s expression became serious.
"I understand".
Haichuan nodded in response, held his sister's little hand tightly, turned his head to look at her with a startled look, and suddenly said to Xiao Cheng, "I want to learn from you as my teacher."
There was a hint of understanding in Xiao Cheng's eyes, but he pretended not to understand and asked: "Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
"Because I want to be like you, even more powerful."
The little boy seemed to have no idea about modesty and said this casually.
"You haven't awakened your magical properties yet, right?"
Xiao Cheng responded lightly, not taking the little boy's rude words seriously.
"My benefactor was no better than me before he was fifteen years old."
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Mo Haichuan's words, which were neither humble nor arrogant, made Xiao Cheng's expression astringent.
"A bit brave, but if you want to be my apprentice, you need two conditions.
Let me talk about the first one first."
Xiao Cheng smiled faintly, turned his hand, and a dagger with dazzling light appeared.
He stuffed it into Mo Haichuan's hand and said in a solemn voice: "This is a low-level magic weapon.
It is extremely sharp when blowing and breaking hair.
I will use special techniques.
Sealing an energy into your body will allow you to have the peak attack power of Tianmen for an hour.
This is the help I give you.
But you need to personally solve the problem with the Qibai Society.
If you can solve it, you have satisfied the first condition.
If you can't solve it, why bother talking about the second condition?
Do you want to give it a try?"
Xiao Cheng asked as he looked down at the boy who wiped away the blood on his face and revealed a round face.
Mo Haichuan clenched the dagger in his hand, turned around and patted his sister on the head, turned around and replied, "Of course I will try
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