Quick Transmigration: Boss, she stole the script from the villain again

Not only Yinshuang was confused by Wufeng, but Wei Zhao was also a little confused.

Recently, he has been torn between trusting her subconsciously and not believing her based on real experience.

It turns out that the other party is really just here to kill the leader of the Demon Cult.

Seeing her standing on a high place in a moon-white gauze skirt, welcoming everyone's kneeling, Wei Zhao raised his hand to cover his chest, dancing a little fast there.

After Qianying took control of the Devil's Cult, she quickly carried out a series of reforms.

It's true that she is a member of the villain group, but she also needs to be a well-structured villain. She doesn't even bother to do things like robbing houses, burning and looting, and bullying the weak.

And just by robbing, how much money can be robbed.

Fortunately, the Devil's Cult seemed to be aware of this problem before, and when all parties established contact points, they also did business by the way.

Qian Ying lazily flipped through the account book, but unfortunately there is not much material for business in the Demon Cult, and the shop he opened was always at a loss.

"This is easy." The waiter who had just been promoted to hall master by Qian Yingrong hurried up to offer advice.

"I knew there was a shop in Yong'an Town, and the shopkeeper was very good at running it. A small Yong'an Town made him earn at least tens of thousands of taels of silver a year."

Qian Ying looked at him with a half-smile, "According to your previous style, will you just watch others make money under your noses?"

The waiter in the shop heheed twice, "It's not that he is sensible, and the annual filial piety money is quite a lot."

"Yes." Qianying nodded, "That's right, our Xiyue Sect needs such talents."

Zhang Er was overjoyed for a moment, "Then I'll ask the brothers to arrest him, and by the way, arrest his wife and children."

"The wife and children are in our hands, so he must be obedient."

Qianying gave him a cold look, "It's not arresting, it's already said that we will be different from the past, how can we do such a thing."

Yinshuang and Wufeng breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before the breath was over, Qian Ying said again, "It's to settle down his family well, and be more polite to them."

Zhang Er immediately nodded. "Understood, I must be polite, and the eight palanquins will invite their family to teach."

Silver Frost + Fog Wind: .
In addition to changing the house robbery into a business.

Qianying also asked to open up wasteland and cultivate land. The Demon Cult has a very large territory. The mountain where the head altar is located is boundless, and it is not all mountainous. There is a large flat area in the valley between the mountains. If used well, it can be completely self-sufficient.

In addition, in addition to growing crops, you can also grow medicinal materials, mulberry, cotton, fruits, etc.

In this way, there is still a labor force left in the school, so it is okay to weave cloth and sew clothes or something.

After the mulberry cotton is harvested next year, we have the raw materials, weaving and tailoring our own clothes and saving money from buying from outside.

Anyway, no one can be left idle.

In the past, the way of survival of the Demon Cult was to go outside to "rob the rich and help the poor" every ten days and a half months. After the robbery was enough to eat for a period of time, a group of people would lie in the teaching and put it to pieces.

Those who are a bit self-motivated can just practice qigong, and those who are not self-motivated can just walk around and cause trouble?
A group of three-year-old and five-year-old men looked numb.

What the hell?

They are the Demon Cult, the Demon Cult.

Forget about doing business, what about farming, weaving, and tailoring?
Isn't that the same as those mud legs?
Not to mention their demon sect, even some big sects in the world don't do this, only those poor little sects who can't get rid of the pot are like this.

Qian Ying, "You can do it even if you are a small sect, but you can't? You are not even as good as a small sect?"

Everyone, "."

"Couldn't it be possible to change to another job?" Someone also realized that the new leader obviously didn't want to follow the old path of the Demon Cult.

"In addition to doing some business and selling specialty products, other sects also have a lot of darts and so on."

It's all fighting, and dart walking is a regular fight, so it's barely acceptable.

"A escort agency will be set up, but it won't use that much."

There are at least a thousand people in the entire Devil's Cult. For a newly established Escort Bureau, dozens of people in the early stage are enough.

However, there are still some people who are not happy, "The devil's religion should do what the devil's religion should do. Even if we are good, in the eyes of those pious and respectable sects, aren't we evil people who can be punished by everyone?"

"What are you doing? It's thankless."

Qian Ying didn't argue with him, and just slapped him to death.

"If you have any other opinions, let's talk together while everyone is here."

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What the hell, you shoot people to death at every turn, and you even talk about a hammer.

No further objections were raised, and the new policy of Xiyue God Sect was implemented in this way.
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Yinshuang and Wufeng are not people who don't know the dangers in the world. Before they were brought back to Jianjian Villa by the original owner, they were orphans who had seen too much darkness.

So even though she was shocked by Qianying's behavior, she saw that a new canon was promulgated and implemented.

The two also accepted their identities as guardians of the Demon Cult.

And he still excused Qianying in his heart, "The Devil's Cult is not all villains who are full of evil. If it's a big one, it will inevitably hurt innocent people."

Wufeng nodded, and looked at the few rough men who were yelled at and buried their heads in the back mountain to reclaim wasteland and farm land, "Well, as for those who have done bad things before, let them be reformed through labor. For them, it is considered punished."

As for the people who are really full of evil and do all kinds of bad things, they were basically shot to death when they went up the mountain on the first day because they shot at the senior sister.

Yinshuang also looked at the other side, a group of bearded, strong and rough men were angrily pulling their hair, holding embroidery needles carefully, looking like they were about to cry at the pieces of cloth.

Well, maybe for these people, it's worse than putting them in jail now.

Under Qianying's dominance, the affairs of the sect quickly got on the right track. She left Wufeng to take care of the affairs of the sect, and led Wei Zhao, Yinshuang, and several subordinates with high martial arts skills to leave the Demon Sect.

Go look for the herbs that can detoxify Wei Zhao.

Dongyang grass, kite red orchid, Xueyuan epiphyllum, red-tailed scorpion, although these medicines are rare, if you really make up your mind and don't care about manpower and material resources, you can still find them.

Qian Ying sent a lot of people out, spent a lot of money, and after three months, they got together.

Only the Nether Snake Gallbladder is the last one, which is not only rare, but also in the legendary death forest.

It is said that none of the people who entered the forest could come out alive, hence the name Death Forest.

At this time, Qianying and Yinshuang were discussing how to enter the forest in an inn in a town closest to the death forest.

"Actually, there is no need to detoxify." Wei Zhao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

"I will not die now, there is no need to take risks for me."

How can she do without detoxification, no one can stop her from purifying the little villain.

"Do you want to live your whole life with such a dilapidated body?" Qian Ying asked back.

This is still blessed by the spiritual spring water, and Wei Zhao endures the pain of the poison attack for two hours almost every day.

In the original plot, except for drinking the medicine and passing out, he endured this pain almost all the time.

Wei Zhao pursed his lips, "Even if I want to venture in, I should go by myself."