The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Chapter 123 With a clear conscience

Lao Fei couldn't persuade them any more, so he asked them to go to another hill to wait for him instead of staying where they were.

Qiwu threw a walking talisman at him, but the talisman had limited effect, probably because Qiwu was too big compared to the little people in the world of immortal cultivation. Qiwu tried it himself, and found that one talisman could only travel a hundred miles.

Lao Fei suddenly felt that he was going faster, and the trees around him whizzed by. The originally difficult climb became very easy. He knew that it was the gods who were helping him.

He stopped and kowtowed, "Thank you, God, for your mercy."

Then he immediately got up and ran.

Qiwu drove the car over his head and arrived at the iron mine in just over ten minutes.

The iron mine huts were all demolished. Lao Fei looked around the main mine, identified the direction, and headed towards a place.

The main mine entrance had been blocked with stones and covered. When Qiwu was investigating, he only saw a few main cave entrances. He didn't expect there was another cave over there.

Lao Fei was picking up the stones, and Qiwu quickly cleared the stones through the system control. When the stones were cleared and the system could detect them, Qiwu was silent. She was not sure whether she should let Lao Fei see this scene.

"Everyone inside is dead," said the disembodied voice.

Lao Fei paused and hesitated for a moment, then continued walking in, "I want to take a look. I brought him out of the village and I want to take him back."

Everyone had fatal injuries. Lao Fei looked carefully and finally found Ah Er in the corner.

Ah Er had wounds on his chest and abdomen, and he was still tightly holding a small cloth bag the size of his palm. Lao Fei knew what it was. It was the soil they had packed when they left their hometown.

Lao Fei finally couldn't hold back his emotions anymore. "It's my fault, it's my fault. If I hadn't led everyone to escape the famine, we wouldn't have come to this damn place. It's so far away that even our souls can't return."

Qiwu was outside listening to his crying and wailing, and began to question his original decision. He wondered if he had exposed the private iron mine to the sun, this massacre would have avoided happening.

But think about it, who could she expose it to? She had already revealed the news to the political enemies of the Tenth Prince, but the exchange of power and interests caused the matter to be covered up again.

It's not like no one had exposed the Tenth Prince's arrest of refugees before, but it was just brushed aside. The Tenth Prince even received an award from the Emperor for his meritorious service in pacifying refugees. This world is ridiculous.

Even those in power watched the refugees being killed and then used them to attack their political opponents.

She had always wanted to make the Marquisate and the clan cut their flesh with a blunt knife, letting them watch the glory and wealth they wanted slowly vanish into thin air, torturing them bit by bit,

Should she kill all these evil spirits that are causing trouble to the world one by one as soon as possible? Qiwu felt confused.

Tutu connected her at this time, and Qiwu came back to his senses.

Tutu asked her, "I have prepared the fire spirit stones and exercises for you, when do you want to start?"

Qiwu did not answer her, but told Tutu what he was thinking at the moment, "Do you think that if I had exposed the iron mine incident earlier, would there have been a different outcome?"

Tutu thought for a moment and said, "You can save them temporarily but not forever. This country is already rotten to the core. Even if you say it this time, let's not talk about whether the Tenth Prince will kill these people earlier.

Even if you make it public, what will happen to them? As the stain on the Tenth Prince, will they be used by his political enemies? Will they cause greater internal strife? There is already famine in various places. If this matter is exposed, probably people will rise up in rebellion. After all, the emperor's sons do not treat people as human beings.

There is not a single person in the whole court who is dedicated to serving the people. The old emperor is obsessed with prolonging his life, and the princes are attacking each other. How many of them can you save?

Moreover, if there is not the Tenth Prince, there are still a dozen other princes. If there are no princes, there are countless princes. You can never kill them all. "

Qi Wu thought for a moment, "Can I rely on various props to pretend to be a god and change the decision of those in power?"

Tutu only asked her one question, "Can you guarantee that the system will always be there? Once the system is gone, how can you guarantee your own safety? Even if you become an entry-level practitioner, your body is very fragile, and there are not many ways to protect your own safety.

Also, when a country is obsessed with gods and Buddhas, no one will work hard to live, and everyone will pray to gods and Buddhas, begging for the gods' mercy. Isn't that another kind of chaos?"

Qiwu frowned and thought carefully.

Tutu said, "We will all be immortals in the future. Our cultivation cannot be too intertwined with the fate of the dynasty. If you want to influence the dynasty by playing tricks, it will be very disadvantageous to you.

You have already tried your best to expose them from the beginning. We are all ordinary people. We should have a clear conscience and try our best. We don’t have to bear the fate of others on our own shoulders.”

After listening to Tutu's words, Qiwu thought about it and breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I will save the few people I can see."

Lao Fei was going to meet up with the others, carrying Ah Er's body.

Qiwu felt a little emotional, and put a travel talisman on Lao Feitou to help him reunite with a few people. They dug a grave for A'er in a beautiful place, put A'er and the soil from his hometown together, and then cut a bunch of A'er's hair. If they could return to their hometown, they could let A'er's hair return as well, so that their soul could find the way home.

The Qiwu Control System put some change on the people and left. The fasting pills she fed to the refugees could keep them from starving for a month, enough for them to escape further.

Qiwu returned to the mansion at dawn. Xing'er was still awake and anxiously waiting for her. When she saw her come back, she said, "Miss, can you take me with you next time? I'm so worried about you."

Qiwu felt warm in his heart and touched Xing'er's little head. "Okay, I'll take you with me from now on."

Tutu asked her if the mirage pearls in the old lady's storeroom were still useful.

Qiwu sighed. The old lady had not noticed that the warehouse was empty. The old lady had gone outside the city to worship Buddha some time ago and no one knew when she would be back. The Mirage Pearl had not been used yet.

When the Mirage Pearl was mentioned, Qi Wu came up with an idea, "The Tenth Prince is bad and stupid, should we punish him? If we don't let go of this anger, it would be unreasonable."

Tutu still has a few Mirage Pearls. "What content do you want? I'm not very familiar with the illusion of Mirage Pearls, and their durability is very low."

Qi Wu discussed with her the contents of the Mirage Pearl, "How severe should the punishment be for the Tenth Prince? Should he be unable to sleep or have a restless sleep, or become mentally ill? Or should he be made to behave improperly in public, so that he can no longer participate in the fight for the throne."

Qi Wu hadn't thought it through. "Given how stupid and bad he is, let's give him the full treatment. First he will have trouble sleeping and eating, and then he will behave inappropriately."

Tutu urged Qiwu to hurry up and go to sleep. By the time Tutu had consumed all the mirage beads, it was already noon at Qiwu's place.

Qiwu had just woken up and was about to order lunch, but the old lady was about to go back home.