Chen Luo was walking on the street.
The streets filled with the atmosphere of the market were very noisy. Chen Luo, dressed in a green shirt, looked like a teacher in the city. Pedestrians doing rough work would subconsciously avoid him when they met him, and some people would subconsciously smile when they noticed his gaze.
In Tianmu Kingdom, scholars have a very high status.
Chen Luo's current identity is a failed scholar. With his means, it is easy for him to leave his name in the list of Tianmu Kingdom.
"Mr. Chen, this is the meat my father asked me to give you."
A boy with a small tuft of hair on his head, holding a piece of pork belly, bowed respectfully to Chen Luo. Judging from his constantly twisting buttocks, this action should have been taught to him by his parents.
Only those who can read and write can become a superior person.
Nearly 90% of the people in Tianmu Kingdom were illiterate. The opportunity to learn to read was not available to ordinary people because books were a monopoly. For children from ordinary families, the opportunity to learn to read was very rare. Only by knowing how to read could they have the opportunity to turn their lives around and become upper-class people.
This is the child of Butcher Li.
Looking at this chubby little boy, Chen Luo subconsciously recalled the tiger boy who clamored to learn cultivation from him when he was in Yueguo’s hometown.
After so many years, Hu Wa must have grown old. When he left the Yue Tomb, he left some Qi and blood elixirs for Ma Quezi and the others. With the special environment in the tomb, it should be no problem for these people to live to the end of their lives.
"Thank your father for me."
Chen Luo accepted the meat with a smile. As a poor scholar, he would not refuse such a gift.
"Can I call you sir?"
Seeing Chen Luo accept the meat, the little boy's eyes lit up and he immediately asked.
"Can!"
Chen Luo couldn't help but smile, and reached out to touch the little boy's head. The little boy's name was Li Fugui, the third son of Butcher Li, with two older sisters. He was the only male in the family, and his parents left all the opportunities to him.
"Hello, sir."
Li Fugui is very smart, which may be largely due to his parents' teaching. But for a seven or eight-year-old child to be able to apply what his parents taught him so well has already surpassed most of his peers.
"Come to me tomorrow with a pen and paper ready. Do you know where I live?"
Chen Luo did not go to see Butcher Li. The butcher asked his son to come because he was afraid that he was not good at speaking and thought that it would be impolite for a man like him who did rough work to come to his house. This is also the thinking of most people at the bottom. They have low self-esteem, but have confidence in their next generation beyond comprehension. They think their children are the smartest and best children in the world.
"Yes, sir, he lives in the alley around the corner."
Li Fugui's face was full of joy. He didn't expect the gentleman to be so easy to talk to.
After saying goodbye to his master, Li Fugui ran home happily. He wanted to tell his parents the news. They would definitely be very happy. If his parents were happy, he would be able to eat braised pork in the evening! It might be difficult for other children to eat meat, but Li Fugui's father was a butcher. He would always leave some for him after he finished his work. However, salt, oil, sauce and vinegar were too expensive, so the family usually ate boiled meat in plain water.
Chen Luo pushed open the door.
The yard was very clean.
It has been half a year since he came to Yunxiao County, and he has gradually integrated into the life here. The neighbors around him all know him, and they know that there is a failed scholar in the alley around the corner, and it is said that his ancestors were high-ranking officials.
With this background, the ruffians in Yunxiao County did not dare to trouble him. In order to cover up his livelihood, Chen Luo also rented a calligraphy and painting stall at the entrance of the City God Temple and made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings.
Just like the 'way of entering the world' taught to him by Gu He, he has now really become a poor scholar, living a very fine life every day. Even the house he lives in now was left by his 'ancestors', and he has no money to repair the broken roof.
Sitting cross-legged in the room, Chen Luo closed his eyes again.
As the Heart Demon Art was in operation, the flames around him gathered like smoke and dust, slowly increasing the strength of the Void Pill in his body. In half a year, the golden shadow on the Void Pill increased to 75%. He had no scruples about practicing in this place. He would harvest the 'Heart Demon' every night.
Unlike the immortal cultivators on the mountain, ordinary people would only get sick after their "heart demon desires" were harvested, and they would recover after a while. They would not go astray like the immortal cultivators, and their years of hard work would be ruined in an instant. Chen Luo also did not intend to refine everyone in the city like the evil cultivators in Guoshan County did.
Only the dumbest evil cultivators would do a one-time deal.
The real evil practitioners with solid background all focus on sustainable development.
After half a month of accumulation, Chen Luo has already felt the changes. The "Heart Demon Jue" with the Heart Demon Ancestor's brain running, and the "Heart Demon Jue" without the Heart Demon Ancestor's brain running, are two different methods. Chen Luo didn't know if this was the habit of the cultivators in the upper realm. Many details of the Heart Demon Ancestor's practice were different from the cultivators he had met before. The habit of breathing and refining qi would follow a certain frequency, like the tide, rising and falling, not a single stable. This feeling is like ordinary people, eating the same food, some people get fat after eating, and some people can't get fat even if they eat a lot. The biggest difference is the digestion rate and utilization rate.
The colorful smoke and dust swirled around Chen Luo, and he was completely wrapped in it, looking like a demon in the fog. This was the perspective of the Heart Demon Art. In the eyes of ordinary people, there was nothing around him, just a person sitting on the bed and taking a nap.
'Demons in the heart follow the mind, and obsessions are neither good nor evil.'
In the external brain, the Heart Demon Ancestor had an idea. From the perspective of the Heart Demon Ancestor, Chen Luo's use of the Heart Demon was very rudimentary and did not meet his expectations.
Following this induction, Chen Luo changed the frequency of his martial arts technique.
A striking flame appeared in front of him.
This time he saw a ball of 'inner demon' that was different from all the previous flames. This ball of inner demon flame was golden.
"Calamity? There is no one here who is going through calamity. Where does this calamity come from?"
An idea popped up in Chen Luo's mind, but he still moved closer to the golden flame. If he could absorb such a strong inner demon power, it would be enough for the last step before transcending the tribulation.
As consciousness spread, a familiar sense of distortion came over me.
Step
The sound of footsteps just came from my ears, and a man in black gentleman's clothes was walking back and forth in front of me. The black shallow shoes on his feet were very clean, and there was a black belt wrapped around the middle. At first glance, he was a landlord.
"Brother Chen, can you please say something?"
The man walked for a while, and after noticing that Chen Luo, who was sitting on the chair, was motionless, he couldn't help but speak.
Chen Luo did not answer.
He was still observing the surroundings. The 'wisp of calamity' that entered this time was extremely complete. It was almost comparable to the inner demon calamity of Elder Rong Ling. It was difficult for Chen Luo to understand what kind of 'desire' could produce such a powerful 'inner demon' in a place where there were no calamity-crossers.
The biggest possibility is superposition. The frequency adjusted by the Inner Demon Ancestor will allow him to make better use of the 'scattered inner demons'.
This place is not the obsession of one person, but the obsession of several or even dozens of people. Only in this way can the scene in front of me be explained.
That strange ray of calamity energy was most likely caused by the martial arts technique.
The calamity energy brought about by the practice of martial arts.
"These two little bastards did this together. You don't want me to take it all on my own, do you?"
Seeing that Chen Luo didn't say anything, the gentleman in fancy clothes said with an unhappy look.
"Brother Wang, why are you so anxious? This isn't the first time these little bastards have done something like this. In the end, it will just be you and me losing face and having to apologize to the Master."
Chen Luo has figured out his current identity.
In this obsession, he is the father of a child. This child is very naughty. The night before yesterday, he and the boy from Wang Yuanwai's family, together with a few half-grown children, set off a firecracker when the teacher went to the toilet.
How could a fifty-year-old teacher be frightened? He slipped and fell directly into the pit. If the servants had not found him in time, he would have drowned in the pit. Afterwards, the culprits were naturally investigated. The children of the Chen and Wang families were caught by the steward and beaten half to death.
This was not the end. The teacher was furious this time and said he would report the matter to the academy and deprive the two little guys of their right to study. In this era, once someone was deprived of the right to study, it would be impossible for them to turn over a new leaf in their lifetime.
"He will certainly lose face. I'm just afraid that the teacher won't give up. After all, he has a great reputation." Seeing Chen Luo speak, Mr. Wang's expression eased.
"It's just a matter of money, Brother Wang. I'm going to go back and raise the money first."
Chen Luo stood up and bowed.
Chen Luo is very open-minded about the world created by the 'inner demon'. He is not like these people who feel sorry for the money they have earned through 'hard work all their lives'.
"Little bastard!!"
When Mr. Wang heard that it would cost a lot of money, he felt so angry that his flesh ached and his hands itched. He knew he had to go back and beat that bastard up to vent his anger.
After leaving the Wang family, Chen Luo walked on the street.
The surrounding scenery is very real, with gray wall tiles and green ground. When one touches them with one's fingers, one can feel a cold touch. If it were not for the effect of the technique, it would be hard to imagine that this is a world derived from people's "inner demons".
"Master, do you really want to give Master Cen so much money?"
The old housekeeper who was following Chen Luo couldn't help but ask, this time in addition to the money, there were also several pieces of good land given away. For the landlord family, the land deed is their lifeblood. This time, in order to resolve the crisis, the master has already touched the roots of their old Chen family.
“Money buys security.”
Chen Luo got on the carriage and gave orders calmly.
From the perspective of an observer, he saw clearly that the trouble caused by the children this time was neither big nor small. The old scholar who was bombed was a poor scholar. For a country gentleman, a scholar was nothing. But the key point was that this teacher had taught for a lifetime, and among his students there were several powerful figures, one of whom was still working in the county. If the other party was determined to cause trouble, the two families might not be able to withstand it, after all, "the rich should not compete with the officials."
After understanding the cause and effect, Chen Luo made the most rational choice in the shortest time.
After arranging the apology, Chen Luo returned to the Chen Mansion in a carriage.
He is the current head of the Chen family. The one who instigated the setting off of firecrackers last night was his only son, Chen Yuanzhi.
"Master, you are finally back."
"Master, Yuanzhi is still young."
As soon as he opened the door, he saw several women coming to greet him. These women were all Chen Luo's "wives". Looking at these familiar faces, Chen Luo couldn't help but sigh. (End of this chapter)
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