A saint can mobilize the power of a world, and a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian has strong combat power, but in the end, he relies entirely on himself.
Neither is good or bad, but he prefers the latter because that way he can go further and not be restricted by one world.
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The heaven and earth compensated, allowing the people living in the new world to witness miracles again. They began to become accustomed to such frequent occurrences.
It’s just that they haven’t truly seen God, and some doubts still exist.
But this is the fact, and it is useless for them not to believe it, so people's bad natures began to gradually reveal themselves. People often use conspiracy theories to correspond to certain things, and then push themselves step by step into the abyss.
That is what people often say. Why do you want to kill yourself when you are full?
Zhang Haoran vaguely remembered a world he had experienced before. Wasn’t it the situation where humans wanted to have the power to fight against themselves, which almost led to the extinction of the world?
If not stopped, humans in the new world are likely to follow in their footsteps.
This matter is actually very easy to resolve. Now that Hou Tu is in charge of this world, nothing can go wrong.
After some consideration, I decided to just let it develop.
The aliens' technology far exceeds that of humans. Zhang Haoran asked them to block the technology from the outside world to prevent them from seeking their own death.
If the time really comes, Zhang Haoran doesn't mind making the underworld busy for a while and sending them all to be reborn.
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"Cooking cakes, selling cooking cakes~"
"Tanghulu..."
"Boss, please have mercy on me and give me something to eat!"
"Fuck you! Where did you come from, you stinky beggar? Get out of here right now. If you delay my business, I will break your legs!"
Zhang Haoran walked calmly on the streets of the ancient town.
The hawking sounds were continuous and people were coming and going in an endless stream, which was a rare lively scene.
Zhang Haoran looked in the direction of the scolding voice and saw a beggar in tattered clothes with boils on his body and face being driven away by the bun shop owner.
The latter looked submissive and timid.
Zhang Haoran walked over, took out a few copper coins from his pocket and threw them at the vendor: "Okay, give him a few buns, I'll pay for it."
"Hey, this gentleman looks like a kind person. Okay, you..."
The peddler's expression changed quickly, and he was smiling happily in a blink of an eye. He quickly packed a few buns and stuffed them into the beggar's arms.
Zhang Haoran ignored the vendor's compliments, looked at the beggar squatting on the ground, and said, "Come with me."
The beggar looked down at the buns in his arms, then looked at Zhang Haoran who had turned and left, hurriedly took out a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, then stood up and followed him.
Zhang Haoran didn't say a word along the way. The beggar followed him carefully, not daring to speak a word.
When we arrived at the street, it seemed rather desolate in stark contrast to the bustle just now.
On both sides were people selling their children. The children, with pale, dirty faces, were kneeling on the roadside with straw stuck in their hair.
Some of them may have been forced to do so, but some were definitely abducted. This is a common phenomenon in every era, and even in later generations it cannot be completely eliminated; it has just become more secretive.
"Sir, look at my child. He eats little, but it doesn't affect his work at all."
"Sir, take a look at my daughter. She is already eleven years old. If you raise her for another two years, she will be able to serve you!"
Zhang Haoran just cast his gaze at the children, and some of them who were good at observing people's expressions hurriedly introduced them to him.
The beggar following behind him seemed to be used to it and was not at all moved. However, even if he had a little bit of sympathy, what could he do? He couldn't even take care of himself.
Zhang Haoran stopped at this time, pointed to an empty space and said: "Go and help me move a chair and a table and put them there."
The beggar looked around when he heard this, feeling a little overwhelmed.
Zhang Haoran took out a bag of copper coins and threw it to him: "Go ahead."
"Ah, oh!" Seeing this, the beggar turned around and ran out.
Zhang Haoran didn't have to wait long before he saw the beggar running back panting, carrying a table and chairs.
Seeing that his efficiency was pretty good, Zhang Haoran nodded.
The beggar followed Zhang Haoran's instructions and placed the table in the open space. He bought it from a second-hand vendor.
If there is any advantage to being a beggar, it is that he knows where every plant and tree in the city grows. That's why he can find what Zhang Haoran needs so quickly, and what he buys is not worth much.
After Zhang Haoran saw that he had finished, he sat down.
Then he said to him, "Start with the ones selling children in front, bring them to me one by one, and say I bought them."
"Ah? Oh!" The beggar exclaimed in surprise at first, then after he realized what was happening, he hurriedly ran to do as he was told.
As the first person was brought in, Zhang Haoran asked them to sign and seal their names, then gave them money, kept them, and let them leave.
After that, there was no need to wait for the beggars to pass by. Those who sold their children would swarm over when they saw this.
Seeing that the scene was somewhat chaotic, Zhang Haoran pointed at the beggars and said, "All of you should follow his instructions and stand in a line. If you don't obey, I will make sure you lose both your money and your lives!"
After hearing this, no one dared to act rashly, as no one knew the origin of this handsome man in fancy clothes.
"Hahahaha... I want to see who is so arrogant!"
"Ah~! No! It's Yuan Batian! Run!"
There was a lot of chaos and it looked like a bad guy was coming. A sturdy man with a fierce look on his face came over aggressively with several of his men, pushing the people who were blocking their way.
"So you want to buy out all the brokers here?" Yuan Batian glanced at Zhang Haoran and said.
"That's right!" Zhang Haoran was calm and composed. He opened his folding fan and gently waved it, saying, "What do you think?"
"Hahaha... I don't care what your opinion is. I just want to do business with you. I have a supply of goods, at least hundreds of them. As long as you are willing to pay, I will sell them to you. How about it?"
"Of course, you don't have to buy it. At worst, I can cut off their hands and feet and let them beg on the streets." Yuan Tianba's eyes flashed with ferocity.
Zhang Haoran knew that the other party wanted to use his kindness to kidnap him. Although he sneered at this, he still smiled and said: "Okay, as long as they are healthy and safe, I will give you a satisfactory price."
"Hahaha...Okay! I'll send someone to look for you in the evening." Seeing that the other party was sensible, Yuan Tianba left after leaving this sentence.
Seeing him leave, those people who had not run far away and were hiding in the dark to observe, came out again with the children, wanting to continue making deals with Zhang Haoran.
Zhang Haoran was not affected by what happened just now and continued with what he was doing.
I also know that what I have done can only be done once, but not twice or three times.
After all, there is a saying in later generations: no trade, no harm.
Except for those who are forced into a desperate situation, such as those beggars who specialize in trafficking children, they will inevitably become more rampant after getting the sweet taste.
Of course, Zhang Haoran identified each one of them during this process. Identifying a person's psychological activities is a very simple task for him now.
Afterwards, there was no need for them to exist in this world.
And just now he concluded from Yuan Batian's words that this guy was the biggest human trafficker and had done all kinds of evil things. Zhang Haoran had already arranged his ending in his mind.
After busying around for a while and rescuing all the children, Zhang Haoran led a large group of people to a manor outside the city.
Wherever he passed, passers-by looked at him in surprise.
After arriving at the destination, Zhang Haoran took them to a bathroom specifically for bathing, which could accommodate dozens of people at the same time, with separate divisions for men and women.
Zhang Haoran asked the beggar to take the boys in to wash, and assigned a girl who looked older to take care of the girls.
New clothes had already been placed for them inside, and when they came out again, they looked brand new.
What made him speechless was that the beggar was still the same as before, without taking a shower or changing clothes.
"Why don't you change?" Zhang Haoran walked forward and asked.
He just smiled timidly: "Master, I'd better forget it. I'm a beggar. I can't get food if I'm too clean."
Zhang Haoran was almost laughing out of anger. He didn’t know if this guy was pretending to be stupid or just pretending to be stupid. He seemed to be quite smart before.
He sighed, took out a hundred bucks from his pocket and said, "This is your reward for following me today. I want to tell you that you don't need to beg for food, and you can live well."
Zhang Haoran put the money in his arms while he stared blankly at her: "Do you want to go back to be a beggar? Or do you want to stay and work for me?"
"I..." The beggar was actually hesitant.
"But I, Zhu Dachang, can't do anything except be a beggar."
"Wrong, you did a great job today. You knew where to find what you needed, and you were quick in getting things done. This proves that you are not completely useless. You have to remember that everyone is born to be useful.
From now on, you will stay in the mansion and run errands for me. You will have three meals a day and you will also get wages.
Go wash up now, these children still need help to arrange accommodation, I'd better leave this matter to you."
Then Zhu Dachang walked into the bathhouse in a trance.
After coming out again, he looked pretty good. Apart from a few obvious scars on his face that were a bit ugly, there was nothing wrong with him.
Zhang Haoran casually took out a bottle of rejuvenation medicine that he had mixed when he was bored and threw it to him.
"Take one pill of the medicine here every day." Zhang Haoran did not explain anything and directly asked him to arrange a place for the children to rest.
During the meal, trays of large meat buns were placed in front of everyone.
I told them that each of them would have two buns and a bowl of rice porridge, and not to eat too much. I was afraid that they would not starve to death but would die of overeating instead.
Let them adapt for a while first.
In the following days, Zhang Haoran opened a bookstore in the backyard, taught these children to read, and taught them some martial arts.
He would not raise these little guys to be useless. They still have to rely on themselves in the future. Even if they don't plan to leave in the future, they have to be useful to him.
"Young Master, are you going out today?" Zhu Dachang was feeding the horses and asked hurriedly when he saw Zhang Haoran coming over.
"Well, let's go and take a look around the county town."
Zhang Haoran looked at Zhu Dachang, who was very different from half a month ago, and nodded.
The abscesses on his face have long disappeared now, and Zhang Haoran occasionally asks him to read and learn characters with the other children, so he seems a lot more confident now.
"Okay, sir. I'll harness the carriage right away." Zhu Dachang said hurriedly.
Zhang Haoran nodded and stood aside waiting quietly.
After everything was done, Zhang Haoran got on the carriage, driven by Zhu Dachang, and headed towards the city.
As for the family, he doesn't have to worry about it at all. The girl, who was older back then, can now take care of everything at home.
Those children all cherish this hard-earned life very much. They are all sensible and law-abiding.
"Young master, where are we going?" Zhu Dachang asked after entering the city.
"Go to Yichunyuan." Zhang Haoran said lightly.
"Ah? Sir, are you going to that kind of place?" Zhu Dachang was very surprised when he heard that. Zhang Haoran always gave him the impression of a man with extraordinary temperament, upright and kind character. In his opinion, it was difficult to associate that kind of place with him.
"I'm going inside to do some work."
"Oh? Then what's the similarity? Don't the people who go in know that it's for that kind of thing?"
"..."
Zhang Haoran had only given that explanation, but Zhu Dachang insisted on thinking in that direction.
"You were a beggar before, so you must be very familiar with that kind of thing? What? Do you want to try it in there too?" Zhang Haoran joked.
"Uh~ No, no, I can't enter that kind of den of brothel. I didn't even dare to think about it before. I only heard about it. But I heard that the courtesan Xiaoyu inside is very popular. You can go in and take a look." Zhu Dachang said, his eyes began to blur, revealing an obsessed look. No one would believe him if he said he had never thought about it.
"Oh, I see, you want to see it yourself, right?"
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"Hey~ Sirs, the girls missed you so much, why did you come just now?"
As soon as I entered, I was seen by the old brothel owner with her face covered in powder and she said some clichéd words to me.
These people have never been here, so which girl would miss them? They would rather miss the money in their pockets.
"You two gentlemen have come at the right time. Today is a special day for our courtesan Miss Xiaoyu. If you are interested, don't miss the opportunity." The madam said with a smile.
"Oh?" Zhang Haoran was a little surprised. He didn't expect Xiaoyu had not lost her virginity yet. But that's okay. Which man had not had fantasies about the goddess Maggie Cheung in her previous life?