Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 271

It has been a few days since the last chance at Twin Towers Mountain.

Lin Zhuming originally wanted to look for the little Taoist priest at night again, but he couldn't find it no matter what. Instead, he searched and exchanged in the square market and got some things.

So he continued on his way, this time following the river sandwiched between the southern and northern mountains.

I don't know if I walked eighty miles or a hundred miles, it was a densely populated place.

"Last time I realized the method of wandering gods in dreams and established a dojo in dreams. There is nothing I can do along the way. Now that I am here, I can preach in dreams."

Joining the crowd, I saw a huge stone sculpture of Bixi by the river, with an inscription on its back, which stated that it was used by the town water.

Behind the Bixi stele is the Confucian Temple and the Academy, which seems to be a place of great humanity.

Lin Zhuming likes to enter the dreams of these scholars the most, it is always clearer than ordinary people, and it is easier to communicate.

It's just a place where literature and Taoism are prosperous, and there are few palaces and temples, and there is not even a place to place orders, so I found a dark alley and spread the rags, which can be regarded as a shelter.

There is no need to stay in a hotel.

Because Lin Zhuming lived in the dark alley, he began to clear the darkness, and because Liuding Liujia started working again, the place where Lin Zhuming stood was the "pure land", a place without dirt and dust.

Although this place is prosperous, it seems to be a river port, but when the unloading of the port is completed, those laborers received meager wages, bought two steamed buns, and then walked into the dark alley, intending to rest on the spot for a while, and then go out to find work Dry.

The coolies looked at a Taoist who came from nowhere in the alley. He looked quite young, and his clothes were not dirty or torn, but he sat there cross-legged, not daring to disturb him for a while.

It was Lin Zhuming who said: "The believers don't need to pay attention to the poor Taoist priest, just feel free. The poor Taoist priest came here to take a rest in this treasured place."

Only then did the workers feel relieved, squatting against the corner of the wall,

At the beginning there was no sound, just two steamed buns started to gnaw, but later, they communicated in dialect and began to ignore Lin Zhuming.

The laborer's body smell was not good, it was sour, but Lin Zhuming didn't frown or cover his nose.

Just feeling, this is the real world.

The slightly older one seemed to be the leader of the group, talking about where to find a job in the afternoon, and then fell silent again.

A few young people began to comment on the people passing by the alley, nothing more than how much his clothes were worth, or their respective family conditions.

Only one of them, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, closed his eyes and rested his mind after eating steamed buns, not participating in their casual chats.

Waiting for the sun to dip slightly in late August, the few laborers got up again and went outside to find work.

At this time, Lin Zhuming was still meditating.

At dusk, none of the laborers came to the alley. They lived in a chicken feather shop at night, a penny-a-night Datong shop, with chicken feathers under the floor, the kind where people squeeze people and feet squeeze each other. .

After paying the money to live in the store, the owner gave him a dustpan of chicken feathers.Residents spread chicken feathers on the ground and curl up on it to sleep.

Some also spread a thick layer of chicken feathers on the ground in advance, and the poor people who live in the shop pay the money, then take off their clothes, plunge into the pile of chicken feathers, and sleep soundly under the burial of chicken feathers.

The boy didn't like this, he only brought a straw mat, took out the hidden straw, spread it on top of it, took a pillow made of bricks, anyway, there was a braid as a cushion, it wasn't too stressful, The cover is a sack for carrying goods. This kind of sack is used to hold rice noodles. It is made of coarse linen and costs a few cents each. It is solid and can hold some daily necessities in addition to being a blanket cover.

It’s just that the laborer simply ate half a pancake with cold water, and couldn’t eat any more. He was about to sleep, but he stared at Lin Zhuoming. He also meditated in the same way during the day and now, as if he hadn’t moved all day.

"Could it be dead?" The little laborer tiptoed around, intending to take a closer look.

Lin Zhuming suddenly opened his eyes: "This believer, what's the matter?"

"No, no, I see you haven't eaten all day, do you want to ask if you eat cake?"

"Haha, thank you, one meal is hard to come by, poor people dare not accept gifts, believers can eat by themselves."

The little laborer went back resentfully, wearing a sack, pretending to sleep, but the night was very cold, even a guy like him, with strong firepower, couldn't help but find it difficult to sleep, so he stared at Lin Zhuoming from the corner of his eye.

"So lovely."

Lin Zhuming has been subduing the real fire and real water all day long, and Ren Du's two channels have been opened, but it is very difficult to maintain the balance of yin and yang and five elements.

The five elements generate and restrain each other, take advantage of crimes, and help each other. They are all related.

Lin Zhuming opened the two orifices of the heart and lungs, the energy of gold and fire in the body will be sufficient, and the other three qi will be weaker. The five elements are the changes of yin and yang. If Lin Zhuming wants to open the five internal organs early, he needs to find out the balance among them. This is also the preparation for stepping into the realm of the earth fairy.

If the yin, yang and five elements in the body are endless, then basically, you can live forever and see for a long time, which is the so-called five qi in the chest.

Lin Zhuming washed it away for the first time, but later found that Yin and Yang were out of balance, so he made up for it. As a result, due to his own lack of experience, he fell into a vicious circle of adding salt when there was too much water, and adding water when there was too much salt.

However, after a day of adjustments, Buping was able to find the right place with the help of the Shaoyang spirit of the scholars in the nearby Confucian Temple and Academy.

Therefore, I plan to fall into a dream and practice in the dreams of the human beings in this city.

The closest one is this young laborer, and above his forehead, a dream is born, playing the content like a mirror.

Lin Zhuming went away in a dream, and then he heard a sentence: "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor." This sentence.

But it is the young laborer who left his hometown and worked as a laborer.

The dream showed that the laborer saw his father being beaten to death with a stick and his mother being bullied when he was young, so he secretly vowed to kill his enemies and take revenge.

This child's dream was full of blood, full of murderous intent, and bleak.

At other times, he secretly learns from the boat gang, and the fighting moves of others at the dock are also very impressive.

Lin Zhuming thought to himself: "This doll is a bit of a life-saver. It is suitable for learning Kung Fu. However, it is just a laborer. If you practice martial arts, you will not be supplemented. I am afraid that it will be five labors and seven injuries in a few months. I need to mention it." Give him some opportunities."

Immediately, a murderous intent emerged from the Seven Killing Sword, which was penetrated by Lin Zhuoming into his body.

In the dream, the little laborer had already dreamed that he was avenged, but was wanted by the government, just like a small series.

However, Lin Zhuming did not stay for long, otherwise he would automatically substitute and arouse empathy, which would be the thoughts of five poisons and miscellaneous desires.

(End of this chapter)