Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Hu Qing looked at Sun Dajun, thought for a moment, and made a decision.

He is not safe in Haitian City now and can only escape to another place.

He can take Qingyin with him, but Sun Dajun can't. He still has a mother and can't take the whole family on an adventure.

But we can't leave now. We have to teach Sun Dajun some basic knowledge first. If we rely solely on a hot air balloon, something will definitely go wrong later.

Hu Qing said, "Dajun, from today on, you will be in charge of the hot air balloon alone. I won't help you. You will be responsible for talking to the guests yourself."

Sun Dajun was very puzzled, but he agreed anyway and began to check the basic structure of the hot air balloon.

Hu Qing asked Qingyin to entertain the guests in the living room while he went to make some drawings for Sun Dajun.

Hu Qing sat in the study, various facilities from his previous life flashing through his mind, and finally he chose some amusement park installations.

After all, Sun Dajun doesn't have spiritual power. If he makes some too sophisticated devices, they might be seized by others.

It is better to choose facilities that will not infringe on the interests of others.

In the end, Hu Qing chose simple facilities such as seesaw, trampoline, slide, and swing.

Given Sun Dajun's personality, it would be impossible for him to compete with others for the market, so we should open up a market for him.

Hu Qing began to draw pictures and make notes on the manuscript paper. After writing for a whole morning, he finally understood the basic structures of several facilities. Now he had to write some marketing strategies.

After all, in this world, marketing is still the most basic: relying on people.

Because of its good quality and high cost performance, it started to spread from person to person and eventually became popular.

Some basic marketing strategies in the previous life are flash sales, discounts, discounts for purchases over a certain amount, free orders, and lotteries in this world... Which one is not a dimensionality reduction attack?

After working for a long time, Hu Qing looked at the thick stack of manuscript paper on the table and smiled. He had also published a book in another world.

Thinking of this, Hu Qing had an idea and found two pieces of wild forest boar skin. After some simple trimming, the book cover was ready.

He used his spiritual power to carve the nine characters "Zen and Amusement Park Maintenance Technology" on the cover of the book, then thought for a moment and, with a touch of mischievousness, carved below:

Author: Hu Qing

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he still left a mark in this world.

After lunch, Hu Qing counted the morning's bill, 36 silver coins, it seemed that the heat had subsided.

Sun Dajun had nothing to worry about. He felt that making so much money every day was already great.

Hu Qing checked the time and decided to go and retrieve the customized iron can from the blacksmith.

When he arrived at the blacksmith shop, there were already seven iron cans outside, shining in the sun.

Hu Qing walked in and saw that the blacksmith was casting the last iron can.

The raging flames were burning, and the entire blacksmith shop seemed to belong only to the magma. The blacksmith's sweat dripped onto the iron can and instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Hu Qing stood by and waited for a while until the blacksmith finally finished making the can. Now all he had to do was wait for it to cool completely.

Hu Qing couldn't wait that long, it would be the same if he went back to cool down.

He rented a cart from a car dealership, put the tin can on the cart, tied it up, and drove towards the ancient mansion.

Since he advanced to the foundation-building stage, his eyesight has improved and his strength has become greater.

These eight iron cans were no problem at all. He just ran while dragging them without stopping.

When Hu Qing was unloading the goods, Sun Dajun was shocked. Why were there so many?

After Hu Qing placed the iron can in the corner of the yard, he began to sort out the leather of the wild forest boar. The ones he hadn't used up last time should be enough to make eight.

After he prepared all the materials, he lay down with peace of mind.

I'm tired after so long, can't I take a break?

Just as he was lying there about to fall asleep, an unexpected guest arrived.

Qingyin gently woke Hu Qing up and pointed to the young man in the yard.

Hu Qing thought someone was causing trouble, so he grabbed a chair and came out.

The young man turned around and it was Minghua, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple. However, he was not accompanied by any subordinates and was not wearing an official uniform.

His hair was a mess, and he couldn't hide the dark circles under his eyes. He looked a little dazed.

Sun Dajun saw Hu Qing coming out and said:

"Sir, this gentleman wants to ride in a hot air balloon, but he wants you to fly him personally."

Minghua handed four silver coins to Qingyin and said:

"Take me up with you, just the two of us."

Hu Qing also wanted to see what kind of medicine he was selling, so he didn't refuse.

Under Qingyin's worried eyes, the two of them flew into the sky on a hot air balloon.

Hu Qing stopped mid-flight, looked at Minghua, and said:

"Sir, if you have anything to say, just talk about it here. There's no one else but the two of us."

"You are the murderer of the alley murder case, right?" Minghua went straight to the point. It seemed that he was under a lot of pressure these two days.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Wasn't Xue Tu the murderer in the alley murder case? The emperor issued the notice himself."

"I don't know what ability you have that can make the emperor speak for you. Don't you know whether Xue Tu is the murderer?"

Minghua's face was distorted as he continued to roar:

"Qin Fen was beaten to death with fists. I compared Xue Tu with the other corpses, and the fists didn't match. Xue Tu was stabbed in the heart by a long sword, while the butler used a spear. And you, exactly, used a long sword!"

Hu Qing didn't expect Minghua to actually find some clues, but he still refused to admit it:

"There are so many people in the world who use longswords, why do you have to say it's me?"

Minghua was a little crazy, and he put his hands hard on Hu Qing's shoulders and said:

"After the auction, you were invited by Guild Master Qian to have tea, but you didn't stay until midnight. You probably had an argument with him, and were then driven away. Guild Master Qian bribed someone to slaughter you. Then you ran into Qin Fen, and because of some connection, you also started a dispute with them. Then a three-way brawl ensued, and somehow, you survived."

Hu Qing glanced at Minghua. He didn't expect that Minghua was so capable that he could guess the truth almost immediately.

Hu Qing unclasped Minghua's hands from his shoulders and said:

"Master Ming, this is just your imagination. I am only at the Qi Condensation Stage. How could I survive a fight between two Jindan Stage masters, let alone kill them?"

After Hu Qing finished speaking, he saw that Minghua did not respond and his eyes looked a little empty, so he turned off the switch and prepared to descend.

Minghua stared at the murderer in front of him. He knew he was the murderer, but he had no substantial evidence to prove it, and the emperor had already announced the truth.

Soon, the hot air balloon landed in the yard. After Hu Qing jumped out of the basket, he saw Minghua inside and said,

"What is the matter, my lord? A little flight frightened you?"

Upon hearing this, Minghua turned around and left angrily.