Chapter 2 It's not easy to fool children
Seeing Li Yanmo's expression of picking up a bargain, Lily Jiang shook her head.
There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Those supreme holy bodies did not disappear with the end of the wilderness. Only the cultivation methods of the corresponding holy bodies disappeared.
Countless people and countless sects thought they could raise those supreme holy bodies. Countless people and countless sects thought they could find the cultivation methods that were lost in the wilderness, but the result they got was that their bodies were wasted.
Looking at Li Yanmo's expression, Jiang Baili knew that Li Yanmo had something in mind.
Lily Jiang didn’t intend to persuade her, but kindly reminded her, “If she is left alone, she will soon die of physical weakness.”
"Ah? How long can she live?" Li Yanmo's heart tightened.
"five."
"Five months?!"
"Four."
“That’s not funny.”
Li Yanmo, who knew Lily Jiang's character well, complained, rubbed his face, and asked shamelessly.
"Can I write an IOU?"
"Okay, two hundred taels."
After signing the IOU, Li Yanmo felt a toothache.
The previous emperor died before he could complete his business, and now he is starting with a debt of 200 taels.
However, Jiang Baili was still reliable. After receiving the IOU, she picked up the little beggar. Within a quarter of an hour, Jiang Baili had changed her clothes and came out holding a quilt rolled up like a spring roll. She stuffed it into Li Yanmo's arms and turned around to get the medicine.
Li Yanmo looked down and immediately held his breath, understanding what it meant to stay clean and untainted by the mud.
The little beggar was wrapped in a blanket, and the dirt had been washed off. His face, as white as silk, was now flushed with a healthy blush. Because he was young, his facial features were still very immature, but he already had the appearance of a disaster for the country and the people.
"I changed her clothes. She is very weak now. If you don't want to kill anyone, you'd better improve her food. Here is what you want—"
Jiang Baili tied the medicine bag to the neck of a slaughtered rooster, hung it on Li Yanmo's neck, and sat back, puffing out smoke from the pipe, "Remember to come to me tomorrow to get more medicine."
Li Yanmo was a little stunned.
"Why, do you think I'll cheat you out of two hundred taels? Go away, don't interfere with my business."
Lily Jiang closed her right eye and waved her hand impatiently.
Li Yan thanked him and left the clinic carrying the little beggar.
The rain had subsided a lot at this time, but there was still drizzle falling. In order to prevent the little beggar from catching a cold, Li Yanmo took off his coat and half-covered the little beggar's head with it to keep ventilation and block the rain.
Jogging all the way, Li Yanmo left Luoyang Town and arrived at his residence.
It was a small wooden house surrounded by a fence.
The cabin was originally a temporary resting place for hunters. When you push open the door, you can see the entire space. Because no one has lived there for a long time, Li Yanmo took advantage of it.
Li Yanmo spent a lot of effort to clean the hut. Fortunately, the hut was very solid and had no problems with leaks. After some modifications, it looked quite presentable. However, due to space constraints, the kitchen and other facilities were built outside the hut.
The little beggar hadn't woken up yet, so Li Yanmo put her on the bed.
He turned around and fiddled with the medicine bag given by Lily Jiang, and at the same time began to think about how to trick this little beggar into becoming his disciple.
Becoming an apprentice must be voluntary. It is not difficult to fool a child of eleven or twelve years old, but it is different to fool a homeless child.
Li Yanmo, who was multitasking, did not notice that the beggar who was curled up in the quilt had opened his eyes. Under his eyelashes, which were as white as snow due to vitiligo, his crimson eyes were reflecting Li Yanmo's back.
The glimmer in his eyes was fluttering, sometimes confused, sometimes alert, sometimes hesitant, but all these were eventually suppressed by the cold light honed by pain. If Li Yanmo looked back at this moment, he would be frightened by the beggar's eyes. That was not the look a child of eleven or twelve years old should have, not even the look a human should have. The beggar now was like a sword without a sheath that had wiped out all emotions.
The kitchen knife hanging on the wall trembled with the cold light in the beggar's eyes and pointed at Li Yanmo.
But when he saw the rain marks on Li Yanmo's shoulders, the cold light gradually lost its sharpness and finally turned into a hum, reminding Li Yanmo that he had woken up. But Li Yanmo was too absorbed in the subject and did not notice the movement. The beggar hummed twice more and then stopped Li Yanmo's action.
Li Yanmo hurriedly wiped the medicine residue off his hands with a rag, then carried a stool to the bedside.
In order to save space, and because the cabin was really small, he placed the bed he made by hand against the wall, with the head and foot of the bed against the wall, leaving only one side open for bunk beds. This made it easy for someone to curl up in the corner and shiver, and also made it easy for Li Yanmo to block the other person's escape route.
"Oh, little girl, wake up..."
Li Yanmo leaned forward and sat down, crossing his fingers, trying hard to create the image of a hermit, completely unaware of the amusement that flashed across the beggar's eyes.
"Who are you?"
The beggar's voice was a little hoarse and childish, a natural little clip.
"Me? My name is Li Yanmo, and I'm a... cultivator. Little girl, I have a connection with you. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
Li Yanmo originally wanted to come to me to see your amazing skills.
But the little beggar was born with a weak body and had a white disease, so maybe he was from a wealthy family. What if the little beggar knew that he was born with a weak body and said that he had amazing bones, wouldn't that prove that he was a liar?
"Monk?"
The beggar murmured, his face full of confusion.
Seeing this reaction, Li Yanmo felt a lot more at ease.
Obviously, the beggar in front of him had never been exposed to anything in the world of immortal cultivation, otherwise he would not be so confused.
"Yes, monk, come, look at this card--"
Li Yanmo's confidence gradually grew, and he took out a card from his arms.
This is a very common type of playing cards in the streets and alleys. It has different patterns and numbers, and both the old and the young like to play with it.
The beggar became interested, and his scarlet eyes stared at the cards in Li Yanmo's hand.
Li Yanmo snapped his fingers, and the card instantly changed into a completely different card.
The beggar was stunned and stared blankly at the cards in Li Yanmo's hand, while Li Yanmo shook his head proudly.
Before traveling through time, he had studied a magic master's video for a long time. Not only children, but even some adults had been fooled by him.
Of course, to those monks, this kind of trick relying on hand speed is just like that of a fool.
"How about it, do you want to learn?"
The beggar stared at the cards in Li Yanmo's hand for a long time, which made Li Yanmo feel guilty. When his fingers were about to give up holding the second hidden card, the beggar's scarlet eyes slowly raised, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"think."
"Okay, then from today on you are my disciple, Li Yanmo. What's your name?"
"Jian Xin."
The rain clouds were reluctant to disperse after squeezing out a few drops of rain. The golden sunlight fell through the window, building an illusory bridge between Jian Xin and Li Yanmo.
【Number of Apprentices: 1】
[The sect management system is officially open]
[Sect Master Li Yanmo, Cultivation Level: Mortal]
[Clan name: tentative, prestige level 0 (0/100)]
[Zongmen area: 50 square meters]
【Disciples recruited: 1】
[Resources distributed this month: 5,000 low-grade spirit stones, three marrow nourishing pills, and a yellow-grade Qi training technique.]
[Sovereign Master's Salary: 50 Low-grade Spiritual Stones, Yellow-grade Qi Training Technique]
(End of this chapter)
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