Chapter 12 Calculation

Night fell, and the moon was in the middle of the sky.

The Yunlai market was bustling and the lights were still on.

In a small forest not far from the market, a figure emerged. He was wearing a black windbreaker, tall and straight, and his bright eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

This young man was Lin Chen.

It was not that he was unwilling to return to the sect, but when he used the invisibility technique to sneak towards the sect, he found that many people were ambushing in the direction he left.

Although Lin Chen was not afraid of fighting with them, he rushed forward knowing that there was an ambush. That was not a traitor, but stupid.

"I lurked near them, but no one noticed, which means that the other party has not determined my location, or the means to track me..."

"I changed several routes, and found ambushes every time. Someone must have revealed the direction I left..."

"And when I was fighting with the three casual cultivators before, someone caught up with me. They must have judged my location through the movements during the fight..."

The news that he had obtained thousands of spirit stones was leaked, and the direction when he left was exposed. He mobilized the casual cultivators to rob the team and sent a team to chase and kill...

Connecting all the information, Lin Chen's aura became more and more fierce.

After all, he has been in the world of immortal cultivation for ten years. Although he is focused on the scientific research of immortal cultivation, he does not understand some inside stories, calculations, and human relationships outside the sect and in the world of immortal cultivation, but this does not mean that he is a fool.

He conducted transactions in the room of Baibao Tower, and he wore black clothes when entering and leaving, hiding his storage bag. How did those cultivators who love to kill and rob treasures determine that he had thousands of spirit stones on him and was a fat sheep?

And when he left, he could be sure that no one was following him.

But if there are spies everywhere in the market, through the transmission of information, arrange different people to lock his position and determine the direction he left, there is a great possibility.

Then by mobilizing the blood repair team, ambush in the direction of departure, there is a great chance to block him.

Based on the above considerations, Lin Chen can be sure that he was robbed and killed, and it is definitely related to Fang Mingyuan, the manager of Baibaolou!

‘I originally wanted to trade well, but I didn’t expect that people would think I was easy to bully. It seems that if I don’t use some tricks, I really think I’m a good guy? ’ Lin Chen’s eyes flashed with a cold light.

Although it is said that a gentleman’s revenge is not too late for ten years. But if he has the ability, why does a gentleman’s revenge take ten years? I’m afraid he would rush to the enemy’s house with a sword that night!

Of course, although Lin Chen has the ability to break into Baibaolou and kill people, he is not so stupid.

Not to mention that he will be wanted by Baibaolou after killing the other party, cutting off this road to Yunlai Market.

After killing someone, how to face the Qingyun Sect monks stationed in the market, or even the Foundation Establishment monks chasing after him is a big problem!

Maybe this is Fang Mingyuan's conspiracy, using himself as bait and the Foundation Establishment monks in the market as knives to kill people with borrowed knives!

"I will not do such a stupid thing if I rush forward and kill people with a knife, but I will be in danger." Lin Chen's eyes were dim.

"But who stipulated that you must personally draw the knife to kill people?" Lin Chen glanced at Yunlai Market, and then jumped towards it.

...

In a restaurant in Yunlai Market.

The rich aroma of wine and food filled the hall, and monks in various clothes sat in groups of three or two, and waiters passed by from time to time with delicacies. Between the clinking of glasses, there were people coming and going, a lively scene.

Although the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage have extraordinary powers, they cannot practice fasting like the cultivators in the Foundation Building Stage, so eating is still indispensable for them.

At this time, during the eating time, the familiar cultivators talked and exchanged the information they had learned.

Most of them were casual cultivators, living in Yunlai Market by working or selling their bodies.

It's not that they don't want to have spiritual land for cultivation, but in the Lingnan cultivation world, most of the spiritual lands have owners, and the remaining small parts are either in rare places and difficult to find, or occupied by powerful monsters.

In the process of cultivating immortals, spiritual energy is indispensable, so in order to preserve the hard-earned immortal path, they can only stay in the market and become cheap labor, providing a foundation for the prosperity of Yunlai Market while earning that meager spiritual stone.

But after scraping and eating, there is almost not much left of that spiritual stone, let alone using it for cultivation.

Of course, facing this kind of oppression, worse than pigs and dogs, it's not that no cultivators have thought about leaving.

But if they all leave, who can come to exploit them in the upper echelons of the market?

Therefore, all cultivators working in the market are forced to sign a contract. Once he leaves the market, his cultivation will be abolished and all his property will be taken back.

And once this happens, even if he can leave, what's the point?

Therefore, most cultivators completely give up the idea of ​​leaving and choose to work hard here, accumulating spiritual stones from generation to generation in exchange for the opportunity for their descendants to stand out.

But even with such an idea, their lives are still miserable. Not only have their descendants failed to accumulate wealth, but they have been constantly oppressed and become poorer and poorer. After all, in this world of immortal cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, who will care about those casual cultivators working in the market?

"Have you heard? A few days ago, the lucky man who picked a hundred-year-old spiritual medicine was killed by those blood cultivators who killed people for treasures!"

"Is it true? Is the news you got accurate?"

At this moment, at the wine table, some people were discussing quietly and sharing their own experiences.

Blood cultivators are what the casual cultivators in the city call those casual cultivators who specialize in killing people and grabbing treasures, but not in production.

"This is the third time this month! The blood cultivators near Fangshi are so rampant, why don't the guardians of Fangshi just ignore them?" someone said angrily.

"Control? For the big shots above, as long as the prosperity of the city is not affected, everything else is just a side issue." Someone shook his head.

Blood cultivators usually kill people to silence them. Unless they fight back, few people survive. This results in the news of being kidnapped and killed rarely leaking out.

Although the monks who travel to Fang City know that someone is killing people to seize treasures, they do not know the seriousness of it. In addition, most of the monks are confident in their own strength, so the prosperity of Fang City has not been affected much. Influence.

"I don't know. Isn't it good to earn spiritual stones peacefully? Why do you have to kill people and steal wealth?"

"It's not as easy as squeezing and plundering resources while working peacefully. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"This makes me want to do blood cultivation."

"Come on, with this little strength and being a blood cultivator, I'm afraid you'll be slaughtered on the first day, right?" The people on the side sneered.

"I don't know if I am strong or not, but I will have no problem beating you!"

"Oh, it's just you? Do you dare to make gestures?"

"Come on, whoever is cowardly is your grandson!"

Perhaps because they drank some wine, the discussion became more and more intense.

"Speaking of which, why was the guy selling the elixir targeted by the blood cultivator?" At this moment, someone raised this question.

"What's so confusing about this? Everyone knows that he sells elixirs. It's strange that the blood cultivators don't keep an eye on him." A monk said disapprovingly.

"But the problem is that the transaction of elixirs is carried out in the store room. Except for the store and myself, no one else knows. Why is the news spread?" A voice appeared among the crowd.

As soon as this question came out, everyone in the venue paused and looked at each other, and the venue fell into silence for a while.

"I heard that guy went to the Baobao Building in Fang City to trade..." A person seemed to mutter. Although his voice was low, it was very clear in the silent lobby.

"Shh~ There are some things that you just know in your heart, but don't say it out loud, otherwise you will encounter blood cultivators the next day!" After a moment of silence, a voice sounded in the lobby, which seemed to be a warning, but also seemed to be taunting.

Many people in the venue nodded in agreement, looked at each other, and continued eating as if nothing had happened.

For a moment, all the communication in the venue disappeared, leaving only the sound of people eating and moving around.

At this moment, Lin Chen was sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, looking down at the silent monks downstairs, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

The few people who just raised questions in the venue were naturally arranged by Lin Chen.

A man selling elixirs in Baibao Tower was robbed and killed by a blood cultivator. This actually happened. But it wasn't someone from Baibaolou who leaked it, so Lin Chen really didn't know.

But it doesn't matter. Rumors are like three people becoming a tiger. If more people say something, it becomes true even if it is not true.

Moreover, the scene in front of me not only happened here, but also appeared in restaurants all over Yunlaifang City. Although it also cost some spiritual stones, it was worth it for Lin Chen!

‘Conspiracies and calculations are not what I am good at. In my past and present lives, I am only over 40 years old. How can I compare with those old foxes who have lived for nearly a hundred years? ’

Lin Chen is very aware of his own weaknesses. In his previous life, he was just a college student. Even though he has been a man for two lifetimes, he has not stepped into society much. In terms of conspiracy and calculation, how can he compare with those old foxes in the world of immortality who have lived for hundreds of years?

But it doesn’t matter, he is a time traveler!

"What we time travelers bring with us is not only systems, magical weapons, scientific thinking and the like, but also the vision and horizons that have experienced the baptism of the information age!" Lin Chen's eyes were dark.

In ancient times, there was little information, and some truths had to be experienced before they could be understood.

But modern times are different. As long as you read enough information and think carefully, you can naturally come up with some principles of life!

For example, when Lin Chen watched a certain music circle eat melon, he concluded two principles:

First, it is easier to target one person than a group. The second is to stand by and watch, and there are far more people who add insult to injury than those who help when it is time for them!

Just like a certain music circle in the previous life, if you said that the whole circle was chaotic and unhealthy, they would join forces with the major media to suppress your voice, and even subtly make you feel that this is the case, so that you would not dare to speak out. .

But if you just single out one person and report him, then the other enemies in his circle will at best stand by and watch, and some will even add insult to injury without hesitation!

Although Lin Chen doesn't know what a shopping mall is like, there is no doubt that the principles are the same!

'If I single out the news that the major shops in Yunlaifang City are linked to the blood cultivator, I may not be able to bring down Fang Mingyuan. Instead, it will offend the top management of Yunlaifang City, causing them to unite to block the news and even hunt down me, the mastermind behind the scenes. make……'

'But what if I just spread the collusion between Baibaolou and Xuexiu...'

In this world where gangsters and gangsters can happen at any time, no one wants to be killed because of a transaction.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, the most important thing for a shop is its reputation and the confidentiality of transaction contents!

And if this shop spread rumors of deliberately leaking information and cheating on each other, would the monks who came to trade still come here?

And although many shops in the market belong to Qingyun Sect, they also compete with each other. What would the managers of other shops do if they knew about the spread of this news?

A rumor cannot defeat the manager of a large shop, but what if someone with ulterior motives fanned the flames?

Thinking of this, Lin Chen looked at Baibaolou, and his dark eyes became more and more profound.

Villains are proficient in conspiracy, and wise men calculate people's hearts.

No matter how precise the conspiracy is, as long as one link goes wrong, the following will go wrong one after another. Even if there are countless compensation plans, it is just a matter of mending the fold after the sheep have bolted.

But people's hearts are different. As long as the benefits are calculated, most people will make the expected choice!

And Lin Chen believes that as long as he can give others a chance to attack Fang Mingyuan, someone will definitely take the opportunity to add insult to injury!

So this time, he spread rumors, but calculated people's hearts!