"I feel disgust for this place and the disgust I reveal when I think of it, it seems like this."

"When I was forced to come here and look at the people and things around me, my eyes should be the same as his."

"So I'm such a person too."

It is human nature to like to pursue the good, hate ugly, dirty and bad things.

The so-called upbringing is just a difference in taking this disgust in the heart, or in the face, or in the action.

In essence, there is not much difference.

Zhang Baoren endured the shame in his heart and analyzed his feelings and psychology...

“When did I start to hate this place?”

"Maybe it was with Wang Sheng, when he first stepped into this area, he saw that dirty and smelly environment."

"It may also be that gossip I heard from somewhere before constituted my impression of this place."

"The specific reason is no longer judging..."

"But quietly and silently made me develop a rich, inexplicable, deep-rooted prejudice about everything here."

Suddenly, Zhang Baoren thought about whether he would let these people move out to talk to Zhao Tuo just now because he was worried about the plague.

His words made him feel something wrong and uncomfortable.

"What does it mean that there is a place to settle such people?"

"What are you asking these people to get out?"

"Why can't these people go out?"

"Where can't these people go?"

"Is it not possible? Or is it not accurate? Don't want to?"

"These are all human beings, all living people!"

"Don't human life be bigger than the sky?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Or subconsciously, I don't want to count them as humans."

"I want to eliminate these people from my own world and drive these dirty and annoying things out of this beautiful city of Eight Hundred Miles."

"As long as these poor and dirty guys are gone, the world should be even better."

"Everyone, even me, thinks so."

There was a kind of disgust and disgust that didn't come to my heart.

I hate this place, and I even more disgusted with this place, which clearly reflects the ugliness in my heart.

It's really disgusting.

Zhang Baoren couldn't help but want to draw his sword and cut everything into pieces.

…

"Master Zhang...Master Zhang..."

"Well..." Zhang Baoren was interrupted by the moment of being stunned. He found that Zhao Tuo and the yamen runner were looking at him and hurriedly said, "I'm really sorry, I've neglected you two. I just saw... I saw these poor people and thought of something for a moment."

"Haha... The Taoist priest is really the heart of a Bodhisattva."

"There is nothing to be negligent and negligent. Everyone is their own brothers, but the Taoist priest really doesn't have to waste his energy on those people..."

The yamen runner said kindly, hugging Zhang Baoren with one hand and quoting forward with the other: "Don't care about those cheap people, please let's go inside, Taoist priest..."

The three of them walked south for a while along the space between the victims and the broken wall.

Then we arrived at a gate made of two large piles of earth.

In front of the gate is a house that has not been damaged by an earthquake and has not been demolished.

This is the only building Zhang Baoren saw here.

This house is taller and more powerful than ordinary houses. It is made of bricks and stones. It looks very solid and expensive.

I don’t know who built it, and who was the original owner, but now it has been requisitioned by the government.

In a cool place in the house, some documents and accounting rooms in official uniforms were sitting, scratching their heads and writing.

From time to time, there were also some men who were dressed more delicately, with a completely different temperament and figure from those around them.

Zhang Baoren and the other two did not enter the temporary yamen here, and passed the only house from the side and came to the back.

There is a straight dirt road directly behind the yamen, which is as wide as three people and as long as hundreds of meters.

On both sides of the road are small circles separated by simple fences made of broken bamboo and wood.

These seem to be chicken pens, pig pens, and a person is kneeling in the small compartment of animals.

There is a weed on everyone's head...

If you put a straw on your head in the market, it means putting your life on the shelves and inviting others.

This is also called "introduced to sell first".

Although this rule was spread in the end, no matter whether it was cattle, sheep, pigs, dogs, or various goods, no matter what they were sold, they would put a piece of grass on it.

Planting grass has become a business and a business.

But at the earliest, the meaning of planting grass was to sell oneself and work hard.

One grass, one life.

Zhang Baoren looked up at the endless heads and endless weeds at the first glance. It was indeed... a person is like an ant, and his life is like a mustard of grass.

…

Compared with those outside, these people who are about to be sold are a little cleaner, as if after some cleaning, they can already see their specific appearance.

At the same time, the piece of clothing wrapped around them, which looked like a piece of cloth, was simple but clean.

These neatly dressed, cleaned people kneeled in front of the path in the middle.

Show a tame, gentle, and respectful attitude to the people in the middle, and let them choose.

Zhang Baoren and the other two walked forward. Every time they passed by a circle of people, the more than ten people kneeling in the middle would slightly straighten their chests and show their appearance to the people in it.

Hopefully I can be selected.

There was a hint of hope and a hint of desire in the muddy eyes.

And when the three of them walked past without any indication, the luster in their eyes would become dim again.

The figures and ages of the people in each fence are about the same, and there are men, women, young and old among different fences.

It seems that people have been classified according to different needs in advance. Some are all children, some are girls of cardamom age, and some are men who can work...

Some are better quality, while others are more average, but no one is sick or old.

"If the Taoist priest likes someone, just point it out. They are all their own brothers, and they will definitely not let you suffer any losses."

The yamen runner pointed to the "lamb" on both sides and said to Zhang Baoren.

"I…"

Zhang Baoren opened his mouth, but was a little silent for a moment.

Looking at some silk and gorgeous clothes not far away, it seemed that they would choose "farm animals" and "goods", in a normal posture.

Looking at the selected people's excitement and joy, the expectant eyes beside him.

In this absurd environment where freedom is trampled and humiliated by random transactions and weighed.

But he really couldn't integrate it with peace of mind.

Even if he had the same purpose.

…

Because of the "Heaven and Human Way", Mr. Yin was urged to practice. Originally, Zhang Baoren thought about whether he could use the accumulation of Taoist priests in this world to learn from other things and improve his cultivation.

However, after learning in the Taoist Library that his supernatural powers are incompatible with the laws of this world, the road was cut off and he could only return to his right path with peace of mind.

My greatest reliance on the thirty-six magical powers recorded in "The Great-Level Immortality" has now been cultivated into four.

The fifth magical power has also appeared after the completion of "Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers". This magical power is called "The Book of Seven Arrows of Nail".

This is a very famous magical power.

Zhang Baoren learned about the weirdness and power of this magical power in a storytelling novel in his previous life.

Perhaps the supernatural powers he practiced were essentially different from those seen in his previous life.

But it's also weird.

This is the first sect that has not yet achieved a small success after digesting the trace of original power carried by the magical power.

This is also the first sect that provides the supernatural power of laying materials at the beginning of practice.
To be continued...