Early the next morning, before it was completely bright, Qi Rushong set off for the Demon Hunting Sect headquarters.

Although he didn't understand why the chief sect leader did this, he had to go even if it was for the poor people of Zhongzhou City.

This time, he was not empty-handed, but exchanged all the silver he carried for rice, vegetables and other food needed by the poor people, and then hired a carriage to send it to Ye Lao. He would do his best to help the people

!

When Qi Rusong arrived, the disciples of the Demon Hunting Sect were preparing ingredients for cooking porridge.

Ye Chouhe didn't seem surprised to see him again. He waved gently and asked his demon hunters to unload the ingredients from the bullock cart, and then motioned for him to step forward to help.

In less than a stick of incense, the poor people lined up in a long queue again.

"Rusong, I'll leave this place to you." The head of the sect ordered him.

"As you command!"

"Why do you obey? You have returned to the secular world and are not a disciple of the Demon Hunting Sect." Ye Chouhe's expression immediately changed, "How can I, Mr. Ye, be so virtuous and capable as to give an order to you, the majestic King of the Southern Territory?

If you talk to me in this tone again, then go back!"

"I..."

"What are you? Are you here to please me? Or to prove that you are a good person?" Ye Lao scolded sternly, "Huh, if you come here with a purpose, I, Ye Laoer, will not give you a good look!"

"Purpose? No, that's not the case. I really want to help these people!"

"Since you are sincere, what do you mean by obeying your orders? I, Mr. Ye, gave you the task to come here?"

Qi Rusong shook his head, "I will try my best!"

Ye Chouhe looked at him for a long time, then handed him a wooden bowl: "Take a sip of porridge first. The number of people today will be twice that of yesterday. There may not be any leftover by then."

He was indeed hungry. He had been preoccupied with his thoughts since morning and had not eaten anything. He sipped deeply and then handed the wooden bowl to the demon hunting disciple who was responsible for cleaning it. This time he drank from it and could no longer smell any peculiar smell. He had already

I’m used to [Fairy Porridge].

A scrawny old man staggered forward, covering his stomach with his hands. The work of giving out porridge began again.

On this day, just as Ye Chouhe said, he was busy until dusk, when the crowd gradually dispersed.

He rubbed his sore shoulders and then looked for the general sect master, but found nothing.

Where did Mr. Ye go? He thought to himself.

Suddenly, a hand was put on his arm. "Chief Sect Master!..."

Qi Rusong turned around immediately, but it was a little girl with a pale face, wearing a hooded robe that was disproportionately large.

"May I ask the general sect master?"

The girl muttered something.

Qi Rusong couldn't understand, "What are you talking about? Can you make it clearer? Can you speak Daxia dialect?"

A voice behind her said, "I will."

Qi Rusong didn't like people always surprising him like this. This time it was a man wearing a hood, who was very tall. From under the hood, he could only see the slightly red candlelight reflected in his eyes. "The chief sect leader asked you to

Don’t come tomorrow, hypocrite!”

"Hypocrite?" Qi Rusong repeated the word, "Who are you?"

"Demon hunter." The man's tone was gentle, "Please don't come tomorrow. You will only disrupt the order here."

"I'm here to see the main sect master. I'm here to help the poor people. A real monster hunter shouldn't reject me."

"Of course we will not reject true believers." The man told him, "You were once a demon hunter, but what about now?"

Hearing this, Qi Rushong's heart suddenly felt mixed.

"Who are you? Tell me!"

"I am Qi Rushong!"

He couldn't see the man's face, but somehow he could feel his smile. "No," he said, "Who are you?"

"King of the South!" This was Qi Rushong's second answer.

"I ask you again, who are you?"

He swallowed, and then suddenly remembered the oath of the demon hunter. "I am a nobody."

"Close, who are you?"

To join the demon hunting sect, you have to give up your previous identity. This is the oath of a demon hunter.

Thinking of this, he answered loudly. "I am the unknown person who protects Daxia! I am a demon hunter!"

"At last you have not forgotten your oath." The man lifted his hood and said, "Rusong, come back tomorrow."

Qi Rusong took a closer look and saw that the man was Ye Chouhe, the head of the Demon Hunting Sect! He was testing me...

"I will come again. There are people here who need me."

~~~~Separating line~~~

On the third day, Qi Rusong arrived very early. After carrying the ingredients, a Demon Hunting Sect disciple came forward and said, "Prince Qi, the chief sect leader asked me to tell you that if you are free today, please go to [Blacksmith Street]

Help a blacksmith named Zhou!"

"Excuse me, what needs to be done? I can make good preparations."

“You’ll find out when you get there!”

"Then what are the characteristics of him or his shop?"

"The shop is high up, made of wood and rough stones, and the floor is high enough to overlook the huge house in the narrow alley below. The two doors of the house are made of sandalwood, with a hunting picture carved on them. A pair of stone lions

Stand guard on both sides of the entrance."

"Thanks!"

After saying that, Qi Rusong left the Monster Hunting Sect headquarters, turned into the [Rat's Nest], and rode along the winding path onto the intricate streets.

After several twists and turns, [Blacksmith Street] appeared in front of you.

Along the way, we passed blacksmiths working in front of the forge, mercenaries and warriors bargaining with armor, and gray-haired iron dealers selling various old iron knives in their shops.

As they climbed higher and higher, the buildings became taller and taller. Most of the blacksmiths in the city were here.

Following the demon hunter's tip, Qi Rusong quickly found the blacksmith shop. He tied his horse to the stone pillar at the door and walked sideways into the house.

The clerk in the shop had a keen eye, and he immediately recognized the family crest on Qi Rusong's vest. Not long after, the owner of the house hurried forward to greet him, with a smile on his face, and he was busy bowing and bowing.

"Hurry and pour wine for the King of the South." He said to the blacksmith, and then motioned Qi Rusong to sit down on the bench. "Sir, my name is Zhou Ming. Please sit down and treat this place as your own home."

The boss was wearing old cloth clothes and smelled of sweat.

"How do you know my identity?" he asked his boss.

"The only people who have come to our Zhongzhou City from the south recently are the prince and your entourage. Ordinary guards are not qualified to wear clothes with the emblem of the Qi clan!"

Qi Rusong was at a loss for words. "I'm here to help," he said, "What do you need me to do?"

"How dare I trouble you, Your Majesty," Zhou Ming said, "I just need you to make a fair judgment."

"Oh? Please come quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes. My lord, please wait patiently!" He said, taking a wine glass and filling it with wine. "Do you need to make new armor? Although my shop is small, I dare to tell you

I guarantee that there will never be anyone in Zhongzhou City whose skills can compare with mine.

If you don't believe it, you can go to every blacksmith shop in Central Continent and compare it yourself. In fact, any country blacksmith can make armor. The one I made is comparable to a magic weapon."

Qi Rusong sipped his wine and listened to what he continued. According to Zhou Ming's boast, not only did the captain of the capital guard buy his entire set of armor here, but many government officials who really knew the goods were also regular customers, not to mention other disciples of the demon hunting sect.

.

"What about the Crown Prince of the East? Did he come to your place?"

Zhou Ming paused for a few seconds after hearing this, "The Crown Prince of the Eastern Realm came to see me, and it was also on the orders of the head of the Demon Hunting Sect. Unfortunately, I didn't have the honor and never served him."

Qi Rusong smiled slightly, looked at him calmly, said nothing, just waited quietly. He didn't know when he started, but he found that silence was often more effective than asking questions, and that was exactly the case now.

After a while, the shop assistant returned to the front hall again, and then whispered something to Zhou Ming.

"Your Majesty, the woman and her child are in the backyard," Zhou Ming told Qi Rushong, "Please come with me."

"backyard?"

"Yes!" Zhou Ming glanced at him.

He led Qi Rusong out of the back door, passed through the forge, and came to the backyard.

A middle-aged woman and a child were sitting on a bench. The middle-aged woman had dirty long hair, a dirty coat, and was shirtless. Her eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, while the child was holding on to her with tears on her face.

A woman's clothes.

"That's her." Zhou Ming said.

Before Qi Rusong could send a message, the woman choked out, "My lords, I really have no money. Please show mercy."

"Repaying debts is a matter of course." Zhou Ming told her, "I'm very sorry. I also want to be a good person. But in today's world, I am old and young. I'm afraid this winter will be very difficult."
To be continued...