Tao Qian Lizong joined the WTO, first and foremost for the third method, for the sake of cultivation.

But at the same time there are other purposes, one of which is to find a reincarnated body for his uncle, one of the Eight Immortals of Lingbao, Master Yuchan.

The convenience is that he doesn't have to work hard to find it himself.

As long as one enters the mundane world, Uncle Yuchan's true spirit will be able to sense it, but Tao Qian didn't expect it.

The first day of WTO accession!

Uncle Yuchan, is this the reincarnation?

And so coincidentally, it is in this magic capital.

Although quite surprised, Tao Qian still has to take responsibility.

Following the guidance of Uncle Yuchan, Tao Qian led the three children through the streets and alleys, and quickly walked across the land for several miles.

"Is it here?"

Tao Qian frowned slightly, looking at a large slum in front of him.

That's right, in addition to the deformed, prosperous, and even extravagant urban areas, there are slums one after another in the Demon City.

There are not so many in the original, but with the chaos in the dozens of major provinces of the Changsheng Dynasty, wars are fought everywhere, and various disasters and tribulations seem to never stop, and naturally a large number of poor people are born. Most of them died locally, but many successfully gathered in the magic capital.

The ruler of the magic capital, the ninth prince of the dynasty has become tyrannical and cruel, that is a recent thing.

In the past, he cherished feathers very much.

Instead of expelling and killing the refugees, they built many shacks and opened warehouses to put food and porridge.

Compared with the "General's Walled City", the countless dilapidated wooden shacks in front of Tao Qian can be said to be a slum in the true sense.

Dragon and snake mixed?

No, it's like purgatory here.

Tao Qian and the four stepped into it, and the extremely complicated and foul stench immediately rushed to the face, and they saw that there was hardly a good place to walk in front of them. That's all, it can be seen that piles of golden towers are scattered in a mess.

The yellow mud and feces are fully mixed, and the soup is thin and light, and the feces are steamed and smoked.

Although Tao Qian had seen more filthy scenes in the Xiangrou Concentration, this place shocked Tao Qian even more.

Except for these excrement and urine, there are no demons here, but there are people, all with yellow faces and thin skin, with cloudy yellow light and green light in their eyes.

There is no shortage of men, women and children.

All of them seemed to have no life, no hope.

Existing like walking dead, only occasionally, Tao Qiangli catches some brilliance of instinct to survive in their eyes.

Tao Qian was silent as he walked forward.

In the dilapidated shacks along the way, one after another faint sounds were heard clearly by Tao Qian.

"Mom, the dog's egg is not going to get better. You and Dad can replace me with it. I heard the stinky child say that a child as old as me can go to the market for three pounds of meat."

"Silly Zhu, listen to Dad, don't be a medicine man, Dad died, you are the last only seedling of our Liu family, Dad can't let you have anything, Dad first go to see your mother, take care of yourself... ."

"Big brother, Erni is so hungry, so hungry, I seem to have seen my parents, they came to pick me up..."

"Daughter-in-law! Daughter-in-law, are you still alive... Are you out of breath? Dead? It's alright, you don't have to suffer with me when you die, don't worry, I'll come right away, I'll pull you to escape the famine, and I can't go to the underworld. Pull it down, it will come right away."

"My son, please listen, the Heiwa couple next door seems to be gone, you can do it now, and you guard the door."

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The last sentence caught my ear, and Tao Qian, who was walking, stopped abruptly.

At the same time, in a shack made of rotten wood, a couple of hungry people came out sneakily.

Behind their house, a man, a woman and two children disappeared in a flash.

The middle-aged man held a blood-stained hatchet in his hand. The woman had sunken cheeks, green eyes, and her cat was about to touch her neighbor's house.

But suddenly, the two of them saw Tao Qian and the others.

Very strange, the two of them didn't scream, they just froze for a while, and then because of the size of Tao Qian's four people, there was a look of fear in their eyes.

But neither of them gave in. The man clenched the hatchet even more, looked at his wife, and then saw him looking at Tao Qian, pursed his lips, and said hoarsely:

"half?"

After spitting out these two words, he added a few more words.

"We want Heiwa's wife, Heiwa belongs to you."

"There are many of you, but I have a knife, so I'm not afraid of you."

These sentences came into my ears, and Tao Qian's face suddenly became ugly.

Although the middle-aged man's speech was not clear, it was easy to understand.

He is dividing meat.

Tao Qian still remembered the last similar experience, it was at Tiefo Temple, at Xiangrouji.

At that time, it was the demon cultivator who wanted to share the flesh with him, not the ordinary human race.

Tao Qian looked at the middle-aged man with a yellow face and thin skin, holding a hatchet and pursing his lips.

There was nothing unusual about the body on the bright side, but at this moment, Tao Qian's body was shaking like a river.

The immeasurable robbery magic method given by the master is running on its own, the qi machine is pulling, and the humanistic qi fortune is surging again, a strong silent urging, roaring in Tao Qian's mind.

Vaguely, Tao Qian sensed doom and chance.

Not because of this accident.

The matter of the couple of the starving people was solved very well.

For them, Tao Qian's supernatural means are almost indistinguishable from the "immortal" in myth.

It was the whole slum that really aroused Tao Qian's mind and made him start to think seriously.

And here, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of hungry people.

There is also a sense of perception, and at this time has woken up.

One of the Eight Immortals of Lingbao, the true spirit of Uncle Yuchan.

He watched from the sidelines, keenly aware of Tao Qian's thoughts, and the real spirit body suddenly began to scratch his ears and cheeks in the toad beads, lamenting again and again.

After hesitating for a while, he finally said abruptly:

"Nephew Tao, don't act rashly. If you want to do whatever you want now, trying to help the disaster victims in this slum, once you start to act, it means that you have entered a calamity, and it is a brand new calamity."

"If you can survive the past, you will gain great benefits, or a new magical power, or a new treasure."

"It's just that there are tens of thousands of refugees in this slum, or even hundreds of thousands. The life and death of such a large number of people have a huge amount of cause and effect."

"With your means, you can solve a meal, or a day, but after that?"

"Can your small body withstand the follow-up backlash?"

"I did it, but I couldn't do it. It might even get worse because of your involvement. Isn't it a sin?"

"Humanity matters need to be solved by the method of humanity... If you try to solve it with your own mana, even if a robbery immortal fills in, sooner or later, it will be the end of death."

Uncle Yuchan's persuasive exhortation made Tao Qian comprehend, but it did not shake his mood.

However, just when he was about to make a move, something unexpected happened.

The magic in the body was suddenly silent, and there was a blurry picture from the human destiny.

Tao Qian was stunned for a moment, and then showed a thoughtful look.

Then, to the starving couple in front of him, he said:

"The body of the dead has a disease. Even if you eat it, you will not be able to live for a few days."

"Wait a little longer, and someone will come to provide relief, distribute rice, noodles, porridge, steamed buns, etc., and some lucrative work to get."

"If you go to the line first, you can get a good seat."

After saying these few words, Tao Qian led three more children and continued to go deep into the slum.

The middle-aged and starving couple were stunned for a while.

Very inexplicable, actually believed Tao Qian.

"My son, you go back and take care of Erya, I'll take a look."

The man shoved the hatchet into his wife's hand, then stepped on the yellow mud of feces and urine, and ran out of the slum.

Not long after, the wife in the room suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums, and at the same time there were shouts of catching Kuai to announce.

"Dangdangdang!"

"Good news, good news, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is unparalleled in kindness and will open warehouses for disaster relief for three consecutive days."

"Rice, noodles, porridge, and big steamed buns, you can get everything. Hurry up and get it."

"If there are still strong people in the family, and they can still get some errands and work, they will all be paid."

"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose."

Listening to this, the house clenched the hatchet and embraced the wife of a pair of children.

He couldn't help being stunned, and then murmured:

"It turned out to be true?"

"The ninth prince who was killed in that day, actually will do disaster relief?"

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Just when the entire slum was boiling with the Ninth Prince's disaster relief feat.

Tao Qian had come to a slightly larger, but more dilapidated shack, where seven or eight and a half children, holding kitchen knives, sticks, stones, branches and other objects, stood guard in front of the door.

Inside the house, the two girls' cries filled with sadness and panic kept coming out.

"Uuuuu, big brother, mom is gone, mom is out of anger."

"What should I do, eldest brother, it's already half a stick of incense, like my mother, and my tenth brother died before he was born."

The person in charge outside the house is a boy who looks fourteen or fifteen years old.

Although he was still childish and bony, and when UU read www.uukanshu.com heard the bad news in the house, his eyes were red involuntarily, but he still tried his best to support him.

Through the broken wooden door, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Cut it out!"

"We were all picked up by my mother, and my mother tried everything to give us food. Her only wish is to give birth to their Chen family blood."

"The tenth brother must not be dead yet, the third sister and the sixth sister, hurry up, mother will not blame you, as long as the tenth brother's life can be saved, the mother will be very happy in the spirit of heaven..."

The young man was roaring, and suddenly several younger brothers behind him shouted warnings.

He turned his head abruptly, and immediately saw Tao Qian and the four coming.

He didn't care about the small three, but Tao Qian's tall figure made him immediately nervous.

The kitchen knife that was tightly held, aimed at Tao Qian, made an extremely cruel and twisted look, trying to deter Tao Qian:

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Get out of here, or we'll be desperate."

"Certainly!"

Tao Qian didn't have time to deal with the half-old children who were so stressed that they were about to rush over. He used the spiritual sound to hold their bodies and calm their minds.

At the same time, a move appeared directly in the shed.

Before he could see the appearance of the pregnant woman and the fetus, Uncle Yuchan hurriedly urged in his mind:

"Quick, nephew, cast the spell quickly."

"Both mother and son are still saved. After a while, your uncle's reincarnation will be gone."

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