In the carriage.

Qin Yuan sighed deeply:

"prosper!"

“The people are suffering!”

"Death!"

“The people are suffering!”

Li Dejian's eyes lit up and he kept these words in mind.

Qin Yuan suddenly asked, "Xiao Li, do you understand anything?"

Li Dejian whipped the whip and drove, while he pondered: "Brother, I think -"

"The easiest thing to buy in this world is the hearts of the people."

"But the people we cannot let down are precisely the people's hearts!"

Well……

Qin Yuan held his forehead.

What's the train of thought in this kid's head? Why did he come up with this idea?

However, it really has a bright future!

Qin Yuan couldn't help but become curious about what would happen to the Great Zhou when Li Dejian came out.

It's really exciting.

For Qin Yuan, it was like a butterfly, gently flapping its wings, and creating a devastating storm under his own influence. Only then would he feel a sense of accomplishment!

On the contrary, he personally took part in everything and created a prosperous era with his own hands.

Compared with the former life, this life is really boring.

Qin Yuan lifted the curtain and looked at the vast mountains and rivers, his heart was filled with emotion!

Li Yinhuan rode her horse to the window and looked at Qin Yuan from the side.

The first thing that caught her eye was his eyes, evil yet clear and bright as stars.

Then his eyes fell on Qin Yuan's face, reflecting the gentle and jade-like face of the young man.

Li Yinhuan's heart moved slightly, and she asked Qin Yuan curiously: "How do you know they are scammers?"

Qin Yuan smiled, his expression gentle and warm, like the blazing sun behind him.

"From now on, don't believe in ghosts and gods anymore."

"If these illusory gods and Buddhas could truly save humanity from suffering, why would they allow them to suffer drought and become homeless?"

"Therefore, there are definitely no gods or Buddhas in this world."

Li Yinhuan pondered for a long time before asking in a deep voice, "Qin Yuan, why did that little yellow paper figure jump up?"

Qin Yuan shrugged and said softly, "It's just frictional electricity."

Friction... generates electricity?

Although I know every word, I can't understand them at all when they are put together.

Li Yinhuan was confused.

Qin Yuan asked Li Dejian to stop the carriage, and tore the paper into small pieces in his hand and placed them on the carriage board.

Then he casually broke off a dry branch, thought for a moment, and said to Li Yinhuan, "Sorry, could you lend me your head?"

ah?

Lend... lend me my head?

What is this for...

Under Li Yinhuan's surprised gaze, Qin Yuan took a dry branch and rubbed it gently on her hair for a while.

Li Yinhuan was startled and couldn't help blushing.

By the time I came to my senses and wanted to resist, it was too late.

Qin Yuan held the dead branch in his hand and aimed it at the small pieces of paper. Before he touched the paper, the pieces of paper flew onto the dead branch.

"This..." Li Yinhuan widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief and shock.

Qin Yuan smiled and explained, "This is friction-generated electricity."

Then, he continued, "Miss Li, if the gods are not in this world, they cannot appear."

“Behind every incident of divine manifestation is metaphysics.”

"And this frictional electricity is a kind of metaphysics."

Everyone knows.

The end of science is metaphysics.

"Metaphysics?" Li Yinhuan frowned and asked doubtfully, "I've only heard of Confucianism, Law, and Mohism. I don't know what this metaphysics is."

Qin Yuan spread his hands, looking embarrassed: "If I were to talk about this, it would be a long story."

"Miss Li, let me ask you, do you understand what I just said?"

"I understand!"

Li Yinhuan blurted out.

Now that things have come to this, how can she say she doesn't understand?

But this guy is really amazing, he always has many new and refreshing ideas.

In order to prevent Qin Yuan from seeing the flaw, she quickly changed the subject and asked:

"What's with that frying pan? It's scalding hot oil. Are you really invulnerable to water and fire and not afraid of heat?"

Qin Yuan stretched lazily and said, "That's even simpler."

"There's not only oil in that frying pan, but also a lot of white vinegar."

"It's so easy to boil vinegar. It will start bubbling in no time."

"But, to you outsiders, it looks like boiling oil, but it's not hot at all."

"That's why the oil in this pot boils so quickly."

As he spoke, Qin Yuan glanced at Li Yinhuan again and sneered, "Don't you still think that it was the magic power that took effect?"

Li Yinhuan's eyebrows were furrowed, her lips were pursed, her cheeks were puffed up, and small dimples appeared, making it seem as if the room was full of blooming flowers, dazzling and fascinating.

Qin Yuan stopped teasing her and continued, "That's why I got ahead of the old monk and put my hand in the frying pan."

"I waited until I felt the pot was hot before I pulled my hand out. Then I spent a long time chatting with the old monk, which wasted quite a bit of time."

"By the time the old monk made his move, the oil in the pot had already boiled!"

"How dare he reach down?"

Li Dejian, who was standing by, gave a thumbs-up repeatedly, expressing his admiration.

Li Yinhuan also suddenly realized.

Suddenly, she thought of something and her face darkened: "Why didn't you rub your head with the branch just now?"

Qin Yuan said as a matter of course: "Aren't the branches dirty?"

Li Yinhuan was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She glared at Qin Yuan fiercely: "Will it not be dirty if you put it on my head?"

Qin Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, I'm not dirty anymore."

Li Yinhuan was so angry that her face froze and she said angrily: "You you you...you bastard!"

If she didn't know Qin Yuan's talent and ambition well, she would have to beat him up to relieve her hatred!

Li Dejian wished he could kneel down to Qin Yuan on the spot.

My sister has met her nemesis?

Is it possible that this tigress-like sister of mine will also be punished one day?

Brother, this is amazing!

He seemed to have seen a way to make himself proud.