Leng Yanxianfei

Chapter 10

The crowd dispersed and returned to their respective posts. The old man stopped beside Ran Yechen.

"Grandpa Qin, thank you." Ran Yechen thanked the old man.

"My child, your life is miserable. Your mother just passed away. Grandpa knows that you came here to earn funeral expenses."

"On the first day of work..." A crystal teardrop in the corner of Grandpa Qin's eyes shone in the sunlight.

"Grandpa Qin, it's okay, this little injury is fine."

"It doesn't matter why, the skin and flesh are all open."

"Come on, kid, you dig the soil, and I'll pick it up." The old man stuffed the hoe in Ran Yechen's hand, and picked up the pole and dustpan on the ground.

"Well, grandpa Qin is so kind."

Ran Yechen looked at the upper part of his wrist, a small diamond-shaped dark green gravel was embedded in the flesh.

Ran Yechen picked out the small gravel in his hands, and the blood flowed down quickly without the obstruction of the small gravel.

Shaking the small dark green gravel in his hand from side to side, the dark green is like a spar.

"It's not a bad stone." Ran Yechen saw that the small gravel had sharp edges and corners, and the color was deep and beautiful.

"It's not bad to take it back and make a bracelet." Ran Yechen put away the small gravel, tore some cloth strips and wrapped them around his hands and knees.

The sun slowly walked to the west, and the colorful clouds floated in the sky. A round of golden light shone on Ran Yechen's face, making him look like a son of God in the sky.

"Stop work, dinner is ready..." A shout came from the tent.

"dinner's ready."

"It's dinner, it's dinner."

"Let's go eat..."

"Yechen, follow up."

"Everyone, put down the work in your hands, eat the buns and get the money!"

The men on the construction site dropped their tools one after another and rushed towards the camp.

"Come on, Xiaochen, let's go quickly, there will be nothing left if we go late."

"Um"

Ran Yechen was supported by Grandpa Qin, and limped to the camp.

Everyone lined up in two lines, with Ran Yechen at the back.

"Next." A man walked away with a steamed bun and a steamed bun in one hand, an earthenware bowl in the other hand, a string of copper coins hanging on his little finger, and squatted on a stone to eat.

One hundred copper coins are equal to one silver coin, and one hundred silver coins are equal to one gold coin.

Fifty copper coins for a string of copper coins, cheap labor.

"Next!" Another person led his things and walked aside.

"Next!"

"Next!"

"..."

"Next……"

Finally arrived at Ran Yechen.

"Little devil! I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you a little more money, take it back to recuperate!"

"Brother Long" took two strings of copper coins and threw them to Ran Yechen.

"Thank you."

The night is as cool as water, the evening breeze is blowing, the autumn leaves are rustling, and the moonlight is pouring on the lake.

A bonfire alone, lonely back, even the fire looks a little lonely.

It was a young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features, handsome as a fairy, and he could vaguely see that he would be a handsome son-in-law when he grew up in the future.

He raised his hand to the moon, with a dark green diamond hanging on his wrist with a hemp rope.

There was a touch of melancholy in his eyes, he seemed to be looking at the pendant in his hand, and he seemed to be looking at things in the distance through the pendant in his hand.

"Ran Yechen." A voice suddenly sounded in Ran Yechen's ear.

"Who? Who called me?" Ran Yechen looked around nervously.

But the surrounding area was very quiet, and it was inevitable that he would feel a little creepy behind him who believed in ghosts and gods.

"I call you!" the voice sounded again.

"who are you?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm on top of you."

"No...impossible!" Oh my god, on me?Could it be a ghost?
"Where is the evildoer! Do something wrong here!" Ran Yechen shouted.

"Haha~"

"What are you laughing at?" Ran Yechen nervously touched his body.

"laugh you are ridiculous"

"You're the one to be ridiculous," Ran Yechen retorted.

"I'm in the smokyite hanging on the chain in your hand."

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Ran Yechen said to the stone in his hand.

"Neither human nor ghost."

"Then what are you?"

"A wisp of remnant soul."

"A remnant soul is also a soul, and a soul is a ghost, and a ghost is the soul of a person after death."

"..."

"Do you want to become a fairy?"

"Cheng Xian?" Ran Yechen was no longer afraid.

"Become an immortal, seek eternal life."

"eternal life?"

"Yes, do you want to?"

"Of course I do!"

"However, is it so easy to be a god?"

"Of course it's not that easy to become a fairy. You are a mortal, and mortals have to practice if they want to become a fairy."

"Cultivation?"

"Yes, mortals must go through cultivation to get rid of their mortal bodies and transform into immortal bodies before embarking on the road of cultivating immortals."

"Then how do I practice?"

"There's no rush, I'll teach you how to practice."

"Why do you want to teach me how to practice immortality?"

"Because, Mo Jing was opened by your blood, and you are the master of Mo Jing."

"don't know."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will gradually understand in the future. Let me simply explain to you, it means to recognize the Lord with a drop of blood. Mo Jing absorbed your blood, and it is your thing. No one can take it away." , All spiritual weapons in the realm of comprehension have to be recognized by a drop of blood."

"and also……"

Ran Yechen chatted with the remnant soul living in Mo Jing all night...

(Originally there will be a 2nd update at night, but... embarrassing... I went to watch Legend of Lu Zhen during the day... and then at night... I went to pk pairs in the group...

The upper couplet from Feixue: Mo Tong grinds ink, ink splashes Mo Tong wipes ink
The second couplet of Flying Snow: Concubine Xue enjoys the snow, Concubine Xue's sleeves are stained with snow

The second couplet of Li Dui: Scholar reads books, Shufu scholars make Badoushu
The second line of my pair: The swordsman dances the sword, and the sword breaks the swords around the swordsman.

Please forgive me if I am not right, they are all amateurs after all. )
(End of this chapter)