Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 77 City University, Living in Difficulty (Please follow up!)
half a month later.

Xiaomi District, Courtyard 44.

in front of the courtyard.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, this is the receipt, please keep it well."

The monks of the two city defense patrols accepted the two spirit stones with a smile, and bowed their hands politely to Yu Xian and left.

Yu Xian casually threw the receipt into the storage bag, closed the door, and shook his head secretly.

"Shangyang City is big, it's not easy to live in."

Buying a house in Shangyang City does not mean that you can live here safely all the time. Each person has to pay a spirit stone to the patrol team every month, which is called a spirit tax.

The patrol team is responsible for providing security protection, maintenance of public areas, etc.

For example, when the warning formation outside the yard sounded, monks from the patrol team would come to inspect to avoid further losses to the homeowner.

As for the maintenance of the public areas, there is more.

Including the maintenance of some basic formations, the protection of regional spiritual plants, the repair of the performance field, etc.

In Yu Xian's understanding, the patrol team is probably equivalent to a combination of property management, neighborhood committees, street offices, and police stations.

Of course, in actual management, the patrols have much less power.

Especially in the face of Yu Xian, a monk in the late stage of Qi training.

When the patrol team came to collect a fee, the vice-captain had to step in, so as not to make people think that their attitude was bad and cause unnecessary trouble.

After all, once being hated by others, it is impossible for the monks of the patrol team to stay in the city for a lifetime.

Moreover, most of the monks in the patrol team belong to the group without houses and do not have the right of permanent residence, so they still live in collective dormitories.

Once you receive too many complaints, you will be kicked out of the patrol and lose your chance to stay in the city.

Therefore, even though most of the monks in the patrol team are not well paid, they love their jobs very much, and even take the initiative to work overtime.

It is natural to be more polite to a monk with capital and strength like Yu Xian.

One complaint from Yu Xian is more effective than complaints from a hundred mortals.

After all, if a monk like Yu Xian in the late stage of Qi training is willing to follow the procedure and file a complaint, it is to give face to the patrol team.

If the patrol doesn't respond, it's hard to guarantee that he won't use his own way to solve the problem.

Regarding the lesson of the master's anger, the blood spattered three feet, the patrol teams in the various urban areas have not known how many times it happened.

To sum it up, people with strength are respected everywhere.

For example, No. 57 Courtyard not far from the next door is a group rental house, where a group of monks who want to practice in Shangyang City live, but cannot afford a house.

They will rent a room and apply for a temporary residence certificate. In addition to the house rent, they have to pay a spiritual tax of two spiritual stones per person every month.

These people's strength and status are not high, and they are very polite when facing the members of the patrol team, and their attitude can even be described as humble.

Some couldn't pay the spiritual energy tax, and cried out to beg the patrol team for a few days' grace, but they were still driven out of the city by the patrol team without mercy.

Such a person complained to the patrol team ten times, not to mention solving the problem, it would be nice to be able to answer them once.

Yu Xian shook his head, getting these distracting thoughts out of his mind.

Just now.

"Sir, I heard from the sister Wang next door that there is a job of raising silkworms in Linlangyi Pavilion, and they will give us silkworm eggs for free, as long as we sell the silk to them in the future, the price will be fair.

We have such a big yard, and we raise silkworms all over, which can increase our income a lot. "

Magnolia stood pretty in the middle of the courtyard, pink petals fell behind her, and the voice was very gentle.

"I also want to do something for my husband."

She added.

Hearing this, Yu Xian rolled his eyes and said angrily:
"I asked you to go out and hang out with your neighbors and make some friends, because I was afraid that you would be bored after practicing for a long time, and I didn't ask you to go out and find someone to introduce you to a job.

Others don't know what the master of the family is, but you still don't know.

In two years, we will move to the inner city.At that time, I will let you take a good look at how a Taoist companion of a foundation-building monk should live. "

The Mi District is located on the edge of Lingmai, after all, it is still a civilian area.

A monk like him who owns a single-family courtyard is already considered a big brother, and there are many others who inherit the legacy of their ancestors.

Just like Zhou Fan who was their guide before.

Most of their ancestors were elite monks who practiced qi, worked hard all their lives, and finally bought a house in Shangyang City.

But in the end, he did not break through the Foundation Establishment.

Once the younger generation is not up to date, but is reluctant, or dare not sell the house and leave Shangyang City at all, they can only rent out the house and find a job to make ends meet.

In this way, a mixed relationship between mortals and monks in Xiaomi District has been formed, and some complicated interpersonal relationships have been formed.

The sister Wang who Yulan mentioned is the No. 45 courtyard next door, she is a monk in the middle stage of Qi training.

She looks like a beautiful young woman, but she is actually in her early fifties, and she belongs to the hopeless kind.

On the contrary, her husband is a monk who is at the peak of Qi training.

Now the two couples are saving spirit stones and want to buy a foundation-building spiritual item, hoping that their husband can build a foundation.

Although the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object is not as effective as the Foundation Establishment Pill, it also has the effect of helping monks establish a foundation.

So Sister Wang's cultivation has long since stagnated, and she has several part-time jobs on weekdays. She refuses to use more of a spirit stone, just to save a few more spirit stones for her husband.

Yu Xian came here for half a month, and only met her husband once.

It was a dark-complexioned, ordinary-looking man. He looked about 30 years old, and he was very evil. I heard that he spent most of his time outside the city and was engaged in some dangerous activities.

The ordinary appearance proves that this person is dedicated to cultivation and is a person with a firm heart.

Seeing Yu Xian frowned,

Yulan lowered her head, feeling a little wronged in her heart, and replied humbly:
"I see."

Yu Xian suddenly had the feeling of coaxing the child to study hard, so he said with a helpless smile:
"It seems that I can't let you stay with Sister Wang for a long time. Otherwise, I will be stupid like her. I am different from her husband. I need the few spirit stones you earned.

In the future, let others know that I am a dignified foundation-building cultivator and have to raise silkworms to earn spiritual stones from Taoists, and they still don’t know how to laugh at me.

Tell me to hang out in the foundation building circle in the future.

Don't think too high or false about cultivators.

In fact, there is no difference between this immortal cultivator and ordinary people. They are all human beings, have seven emotions and six desires, and have circles and classes.

If you think about it, after we arrived in the capital, even if the palace didn't make any income, do you think the princess asked other people to go out to make money?
Even if there is a lot of money, she can earn it just by stretching out her hand.

No, why?

Because the concubine cannot be underestimated by others, even if Prince Fu's mansion is down and out, it is still the mansion of the prince, a member of the upper class.

The house of cutting ice does not raise cattle and sheep, this is the pride of the palace.

Likewise, I don't need to.

If you really do this, instead of helping me, you are harming me. "

The more Yulan heard it, her face turned paler, and she felt clumsy, as if she couldn't help anything.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry, I don't blame you."

Yu Xian took a few steps forward, hugged Yulan, and comforted her:

"I know you don't have confidence in yourself, you feel that you are a dull person, and practicing is a waste of my spirit stone.

But so what?
I am happy, I also want to live forever with you. "

"Do you just have the heart to let me practice alone in the future? You think treating your husband like Sister Wang is love, but you are not Sister Wang, and I don't like that kind of love either.

And if you don't cultivate well, if you get old in the future, I really don't like it. "

"At that time, don't blame me for really throwing you away, I am a dignified monk, I will not take an old woman's Taoist companion.

Tsk tsk, let me see, when you cry, I noticed that the wrinkles around your eyes seemed to appear. "

Yulan was so moved now, she hugged Yu Xian and cried.

As the saying goes, those who are close to the vermilion are red, and those who are close to the ink are black. She indeed saw Sister Wang's selfless dedication to her husband, so she reflected on herself.

Love is beautiful, but also very heavy.

She can't enjoy Yu Xian's kindness to her with peace of mind, and always wants to do something for Yu Xian.

It just so happened that Sister Wang provided her with the template of a good wife.

She naturally imitated it.

And she has a little thought.

By doing so, she will no longer have to practice in the future.

"I... I won't cry, I will practice hard in the future, Mr. Xianggong, you... spank my ass, I'm thinking about it again."

Yulan sobbed in Yu Xian's arms, and her heart of Taoism was fooled into firmness again.

Xueba will never understand the pain of learning scum.

Obviously I practiced so hard, but the results were so weak.

She doesn't have any long-term dreams, and she doesn't have the pressure of survival and life. For her, it doesn't matter whether her cultivation level is high or low.

If practice does not bring positive feedback, it will overwhelm you.

After such a long period of time, naturally he is unwilling to practice.

Yu Xian had already discovered this problem.

However, in the face of Yulan's evasion and slackness, Yu Xian has no feeling of anger or hatred for her.

He never felt that he provided good conditions for Yulan to practice, so she had to be honest and work hard to practice.

Even if many monks out there are licking blood at the edge of the knife for a little resources in order to improve their cultivation base, they even die.

But the good conditions he gave were only what he thought were good.

Magnolia may never need it, and it may even be a kind of pressure for her to be kind.

Therefore, he would only use the name of love to fool her, and whenever her mind was unstable, he would let her persevere.

Then hold on a little longer...

Maybe it will last like this for the rest of my life.

At least at this stage, the effect is very good.

After half an hour.

Yu Xian felt that his cultivation was steadily improving again.

He picked a grape from the tree and threw it into his mouth. It was sour and sweet, and he felt that today was another day of hard work.

(End of this chapter)