No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 147 No need

Now that the formation was opened, the two began to patrol the Qingyun Market according to the areas.

Walking on the street, you can clearly feel that there are fewer people on the street than before.

How could the scene of the sky cracking a few days ago not have an impact on the cultivators?

Passing by a street selling magic tools, Xu Shun saw the knife shop owner of the Treasure Pavilion waving to them.

The bronze ring in Xu Shun's hand was bought at the Treasure Pavilion.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Xu Shun came to the Treasure Pavilion and said.

"I heard someone died in the east?" Shopkeeper Dao still looked the same, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face. He looked very young at the age of 23.

It's just that wrinkles began to appear at the corners of his eyes, which made it clear that he was not that young.

"Shopkeeper, you are so well-informed!" Xu Shun said, "Could it be that the shopkeeper knows something?"

"I dare not tell you the inside story." Shopkeeper Dao waved his hand and said, "Those two people are one old and one young. The old one has sallow skin, while the young one is young and somewhat feminine..."

He described the appearance of two people, who were exactly the same as the people who died outside the market.

"Did they buy things from the shopkeeper?" Xu Shun said as he took out a notebook.

Shopkeeper Dao looked at Xu Shun taking out a small notebook, his eyes twitched, and he said, "They bought a lot of things from me, quite generous."

"While they were bargaining, another person came to buy something."

“Although that person was bargaining, his eyes were always on these two people.”

"I had my doubts in my heart and felt that this person had ulterior motives, so I reminded the two guests in a subtle way. But the two guests seemed to know what was going on and were quite confident in themselves."

"Then I heard someone had died in the east."

Xu Shun asked, "What does that person look like?"

The knife shopkeeper gestured and said, "He has a baby face, a beard, is about this tall, and is wearing a gray-yellow long gown. He doesn't look very advanced in cultivation."

"I can sense that his cultivation level is about the same as mine, perhaps at the Spiritual Enlightenment stage."

"Does the shopkeeper have anything else to add?" Xu Shun asked, "Which direction did they go after buying the things?"

"They seem to be going to buy gourds." Shopkeeper Dao pointed to a street to the south.

So Xu Shun took Zichai to another street to inquire about the whereabouts of the two men.

Coincidentally, the two people went to Fulu Pavilion.

Many years ago, Xu Shun also bought gourds here. From the shopkeeper of Fulu Pavilion, Xu Shun learned how many gourds the two men had bought, and a baby-faced man also appeared vaguely beside him.

Afterwards, Xu Shun visited other shops, such as the cloth shop, the pill shop, and the magic weapon shop, and remembered the whereabouts of the two people and the baby-faced man clearly.

Along the way, Zichai just watched silently without saying a word.

When the patrol was over, Xu Shun and Zi Chai returned to the office and saw that Taoist Lan Xing had returned.

Not only did he come back, he also brought back a person's head, the baby-faced guy.

So Xu Shun reported to Taoist Lan Xing the details about the deceased that he had found out in Qingyun Market.

Taoist Lan Xing interrupted Xu Shun after hearing two sentences.

"No need! You don't need to tell me, and I don't need to hear it either." Taoist Lan Xing said, "I just know that killing that person is enough."

"As for what they bought, whether it was premeditated, due to a festival, or just a spur-of-the-moment decision, it doesn't matter!"

"Listening to it will only waste my time!" For a true soul like him, listening to the trivial matters of a few dead people is meaningless to him.

"..."

So Xu Shun's work was in vain.

"Hehe~" At this time, Zichai laughed out loud beside her.

She knew that Xu Shun was doing useless work, but she didn't say anything because she just wanted to laugh at Xu Shun.

The monks don't need any evidence to track down the murderer, as long as they know that you killed him. The monks don't consider whether you have any grudges with the deceased.

Taoist Lan Xing was thinking that you shouldn't kill people near Qingyun Market, which broke the rules of Qingyun Market.

"Then I'll write a notice!" Xu Shun said, "Explain the whole story clearly, and then post it at the entrance of Qingyun Market as a warning."

"Just because you killed someone and maintained the order of Qinghua Market, you have to let people know about it, right?"

Taoist Lan Xing thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. He said, "Let's do as you say!"

So, Xu Shun wrote a detailed case notice based on the information he had collected and imitated the notice before the time travel, and posted it at the entrance of Qinghua Market.

"Why do you do this?" Zi Chai asked as she looked at the notice which described the entire incident in detail.

"Doesn't this make us look very professional?" said Xu Shun.

Anyone who saw the notice knew what had happened and how Qingyun Market handled it, which was also shocking to some people.

"If more words mean professionalism, then it is true," said Zichai.

"No, being able to explain something clearly is a sign of professionalism. Professionalism inspires trust." Xu Shun said, "I think the duties of our collective guards are rather confusing, and many things are ambiguous."

"If we can standardize it and make it public, it will increase our dignity."

The main task of Jiwei is to maintain order in Qingyun Market. How to maintain order and what kind of order to maintain is rather vague and depends entirely on the personal judgment of Jiwei.

"Our dignity doesn't rely on this!" Zichai said, "It relies on Uncle Lan Xing!"

The Qingyun Jiwei has never relied on rules and systems to maintain the Qingyun Market, but on Master Lan Xing and the Qinghua Sect behind him!

"I feel like this isn't right!" Xu Shun shook his head.

He felt that the people in the immortal cultivation world were still a bit sloppy in their management.

Although force is the basis for maintaining order, it should be regulated by systems, which will reduce costs and form routines.

"You feel it's not right, so it's not right?" Zichai chuckled and said, "Wait until you reach the Yuanshen stage before you say that!"

They are only in the Dragon-Tiger Stage now. After the Dragon-Tiger Stage, they will enter the Golden Core Stage. After the Golden Core Stage, they will enter the See the Truth Stage, and then the Yuanshen Stage.

Only monks of Qinghua Sect who are at Yuanshen Stage can take charge of a matter independently, while monks below Yuanshen Stage are mostly executors in the sect and have no decision-making power.

When the sect holds meetings, nothing happens below the Yuanshen stage. They just do whatever their superiors say.

Xu Shun sighed and said nothing.

There are monks in this world, and personal martial arts are magnified to the extreme, so one person can decide many things.

Since others can establish a new order according to their own wishes, one day his cultivation will be enough.

He can also establish a new order according to his own ideas.

(End of this chapter)