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Chapter 42 Today is a Good Day (13)

"You change your child and eat it, so you are suspicious of your sister. But, you shouldn't, right?"

"It's just a possibility. Although it's not high, I can't trust them. You know? There aren't many fields in Qingshan Village. Even in a good harvest year, each household can't feed five or six people, but here , every family has more than five children, why do you think this is?"

"...Increase the labor force?" Lu Qingyu said hesitantly. In fact, she had already thought of it, but she still couldn't believe it.

"It's useless to increase the labor force. If you have more people, you can open up more fields at most, but the extra fields are still not enough to eat. The key to the problem is not the number of laborers, but the output. The output of this kind of food is just that, no matter how many people there are, it will not be enough. , so having more children will prevent famine.”

"How is this possible... you think too much... right?"

"This is Southern Xinjiang, the base camp of the Demon Sect. Nothing is impossible. People can eat anything when they are hungry. Of course, things have gotten much better in recent years."

"But they're still making preparations, aren't they?"

"Yes, that's the same sentence. This is the base camp of the Demon Sect. Even our three major righteous sects can only survive here. There is no way to eliminate the influence of the Demon Sect. The ethical code is often very weak here."

"The root cause of this situation is not having enough to eat. So from your point of view, junior brother, how can we change it?"

"I can think of two ways. One is to improve grain varieties and increase grain production, and the other is to do business and use money to buy grain. Unfortunately, the former is difficult and requires a high level of technology. The latter is not feasible, of course. , and now there is a third type, cultivating immortals.”

"So, this is why you hate this place, junior brother?"

"Pretty much. Although their bodies are still alive, their hearts are dead. Even if I tell them the method, they won't try it. It's hopeless."

"Junior brother, is there something wrong with your communication?"

"Impossible! How could I be wrong?! Here we are, right down there." After saying that, he pressed the sword light and flew towards the ground.

Lu Qingyu looked at Hu Qibao's back helplessly. Well, now she knew where those comments came from...

However, she didn't think Hu Qibao didn't know this, it was just that he didn't want to wear a mask.

With a slight smile, Lu Qingyu pressed down on his sword light and followed him. Just let him go as he pleases. It's just mortal affairs. There are so many mortals, can you handle it?

"Sixth sister." Hu Qibao looked at the skinny woman washing clothes inside and smiled as he landed in front of a small courtyard.

"Are you...Xiaobao? Are you alright?" The woman who was only in her 20s but looked like a 40-[-]-year-old woman stood up and looked at Hu Qibao in disbelief.

"It's me, I succeeded."

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After chatting with the fourth sister for a while, Hu Qibao left with Lu Qingyu and his sword. He was not good at communicating with his family. Even if he wore a mask in his previous life, this was not what he was good at, not to mention the relationship itself in this life. Not very good yet.

For these sisters, Hu Qibao himself has more of a kind of empathy, and they are all "reserve food". Their birth has a tragic color from the beginning.

They are able to survive until now not because their parents love them, but because they have not yet encountered that kind of famine...

However, what is even more sad is that if his sisters had not entered the fairy gate, they would definitely walk on this road in the future...

The human ethics here have almost completely collapsed. To be honest, it is difficult to repair it. Although it will be easier if there are immortal cultivators, that is not something he should worry about.

Why are you thinking so much? Just do your own thing and practice well.

After returning home, Hu Qibao still ignored Hu's father and Hu's mother. He just walked to the utility room silently, dug out some of his remaining things and put them into a storage bag.

After listening to Hu Qibao's words on the road, Lu Qingyu now didn't have much favorable impressions of Hu's father and Hu's mother. The idea of ​​easing their relationship disappeared. She followed Hu Qibao to the corner and looked at the debris curiously.

"This is... so junior brother, you have wanted to become a wife before?" Lu Qingyu picked up a puppet and teased slightly. "That's right! Dreams should be cultivated from an early age!"

Lu Qingyu rolled her eyes at Hu Qibao, and began to search for the puppet.

"Puppets like yours are so weird. Do such eyes really exist in reality?" Lu Qingyu picked up a paper figurine with Kazilan's big eyes and asked doubtfully.

"Not sure, but it looks better this way!"

"Really?" Lu Qingyu continued to search with some doubts.

Hu Qibao took a quick glance and felt relieved. Fortunately, the eldest sisters were all set on fire, otherwise his character might have collapsed!

Finally, after flipping through it for a while, Hu Qibao finally pulled out a wooden sword engraved with a golden light curse.

This was what he did after he discovered the Immortal and the Golden Light Curse experiment was successful. At that time, he wanted to try it and see if he could create any magical weapon. After all, it was written like this in the novel.

It's a pity that he failed. This piece of crap is useless. It's not a magic weapon, not to mention a magical weapon. Although it is engraved with the Golden Light Curse, it doesn't respond to the Golden Light Curse at all. It's just a proper toy.

And the reason why he wants to retrieve this wooden sword now is because he once saw a special weapon refining method called Heart Sword in the Sutra Pavilion, which is about...

Well, what he was bragging about didn't have any heart sword at all, at least not in the Shenhuo Sect's Sutra Pavilion. He took back this wooden sword simply because he wanted to use it to show off when he became more advanced in the future. It was also used to split mountains and kill immortals. The sword is different from the wooden sword used~

After all, you’ve come here, so you can’t leave empty-handed, right?
"What is this? A magic sword?"

Seeing that the wooden sword was covered with incantations, Lu Qingyu put down the figure and asked curiously.

"No, it's an ordinary wooden sword. It's a toy made in the past. How about it? Isn't it handsome?"

"Childish...the size of the sword is wrong..."

"Well, don't worry about these details." Hu Qibao waved his hand and looked at the wooden sword carefully. After seeing that there was nothing unusual about it, he put it away with determination.

He got up, dusted himself off, and walked into the house. There was nothing left to see. Many of the things he had done in his spare time were gone, and that was all that was meaningful.

This is because it was still early to come back. If it had been two years later, nothing would have been possible.

"Yo yo yo~" Hu Qibao looked at the senior sister who entered the room and started teasing Hu Ping again in surprise. Does she like children so much? "There's something I want to tell you."

"You want to take Xiao Ping'er away?" Hu's father took a puff of dry cigarette and looked at Hu Qibao calmly. He had already guessed this.

Knowing son Moruo father.

Although their relationship between father and son was not good, he knew what kind of character his children were, and there was no way he would leave Hu Ping to them.

After all, he has always been the person who is most opposed to having children in his family, and if he asks himself, if the kind of famine recorded in the village's records does happen in the future, the first person to die will probably be Hu Ping...

Because she alone does not have enough strength to protect herself...

"No problem, is she also going to cultivate immortality?"

"Yes, Xiao Ping'er has a pretty good talent. By the way, I plan to change her name. Hu Ping is a bit masculine. I respect your wishes. She will still be called Hu Ping, but the character for Ping will be changed to Ping."

"..." Papa Hu smoked two cigarettes, pretended to think about it, nodded, and agreed. Anyway, he didn't know how to write these two pings...

"How long can you...approximately stay? Your mother misses you very much."

(End of this chapter)