Clenching his fists and lightly beating his legs, Chai Tiannuo had a wry smile on his face. After all, finding the real body is the only real thing. After all, it is just a hastily created demon clone, which is thousands of miles away from the real body.
It's just that the clone is really weak now. The original body is scattered all over the earth. I'm afraid the fragments are not as big as a groundnut. It would be extremely difficult to find it.
As the saying goes, it comes back again. Only with a strong body can you have the chance to find the true body. However, only by finding the true body can you strengthen yourself.
"My mother, isn't this going into an endless cycle?"
Unable to resist cursing, Chaitino stood up, jumped down from the slope, and sat down on the ground. He cursed again, "Grandma, thief, and grandma," and started shopping with his sleeves rolled up.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Don’t think too long, just find a way to survive!
First I tried it at a porter's gathering place. I couldn't move the huge sack, let alone carry it. Then I tried it at the blacksmith's shop and the handyman couldn't even swing the hammer.
After trying everything from store clerks to stable grooms, Chaitino was completely discouraged, and his body turned out to be a useless piece of wood!
Even the word "waste" made Chai Tiannuo twitch his brows and find a way out!
The general saw two and a half young men selling firewood there. The business was very good, and less than four bundles of firewood were sold out in half an hour.
If you can't carry heavy things, just carry less weight. It doesn't count, right?
After looking around the market in general, Chaitino went up the mountain while the sky was still bright. He ate the remaining rations and rested early to recuperate for tomorrow's money-making plan.
The next day, before dawn, Chai Tiannuo got up, took a waist knife, walked to the old forest, and started working on the fallen dead trees.
The name of the mountain was desolate, and Chaitino, who was sweating profusely and looking pale, felt that the name was extremely appropriate for him.
There were firewood everywhere in the old forest, and it didn't take long to collect a lot of it. Chai Tiannuo happily tied it into a bundle with tough vines, carried it on his back, and headed down the mountain.
It's just that Chaitino really thought highly of his own body. After walking for more than ten steps, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to throw down the bundle and move forward with a grin on his face.
When he reached the bottom of the mountain, Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but cursed himself as a waste again. Only two bundles of five bundles of firewood were left at the bottom of the mountain. Isn't this on the same level as the two half-year-olds yesterday!
After thinking about it for a long time, Chai Tiannuo finally managed to get to the city gate. In the end, he could only admit that he was not as good as a half-grown man. He couldn't hold on halfway and had to sell it at a low price. Three pennies of firewood was given to a penny and he rode a donkey backwards.
The old man was really heartbroken.
After finally reaching the market, Chaitino sat down on the ground, sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
The firewood was easy to sell, and it was bought before the incense sticks were ready. The aunt who bought the firewood effortlessly carried the firewood, looked at Chai Tiannuo, and said with some curiosity:
"You're a weird beggar. It's so easy to get money by begging. Why do you bother Baal to chop wood and sell it for money?"
Chai Tiannuo did not answer, but looked at the beggars with flattering faces accepting money from others, and smiled bitterly in his heart. As a scholar who reads books from sages, he actually looks down on those people who have hands and feet but get something for nothing.
If you eat what you eat, can you still have a bottom line of dignity?
Taking a closer look at the four slightly rusty dumplings in his hands, Chai Tiannuo held them tightly, swallowed hard and walked to the food stall, asking for a bowl of the cheapest clear soup noodles.
It entered the stomach.
Reluctantly, he used his chopsticks to pick up the chopped green onion at the bottom of the bowl and put it into his mouth. Chaitino let out a long sigh of satisfaction, and the fireworks of the world entered his belly, so comfortable!
In the rest of the time, Chaitino walked around the city, hearing and seeing, and got a little understanding of the place.
Just as the young man and woman who robbed the tomb said, the name of the small town is Fengcheng, which is the county seat of Feng County. It is a blessed place surrounded by mountains and rivers. Its location is similar to that of Shaoyin County, both in the southern part of China.
It's just that it's different from the seventeen provinces directly managed by the Great China court. The area of Shang Kingdom is much smaller, and the system it adopts is also very different. It's the Kyushu system in ancient legends!
Feng County is under the jurisdiction of Qingliang Prefecture, and Qingliang Prefecture is the main prefecture under Liangzhou.
Listening to the nonsense of passers-by from all over the world, Chai Tiannuo started to sweat a little on his forehead. Why did he feel as if the severance of heaven and earth had never happened here.
Moreover, the story before the myth was the same as that of the great world, but it was very different after that. The Human Emperor still existed, and he was the Emperor of the Shang Kingdom!
But this is just the royal family of the Shang Kingdom enjoying themselves. After the death of the real last human emperor, there will be no more in the world except the emperor.
There are all kinds of immortals, gods and ghosts, but they rarely appear, but they can often be heard. Even the heavens are not heard of being annihilated, and they are still the main body of Taoist belief.
"...It's getting more and more interesting!"
Chai Tiannuo shook his head slightly, but felt that his mind was a little confused. This world was like another China, another great world, another development path.
After careful consideration of the concepts from his previous life, Chai Tiannuo had a vague guess. Could it be that this is another parallel space?!
His mind was confused for a long time. When he saw that the sun was already setting in the west, Chaitino regained his composure. He returned to the food stall and used the remaining two pennies to eat a bowl of noodles with clear soup. Then he went up the mountain with a serious mind.
After doing this for several days, Chaitino realized that, in fact, this was also a dead end.
The income from cutting firewood every day was almost nothing but food. In a few days, I only had three big coins left in my hand. At this rate, I would be exhausted and would not be able to leave Fengcheng.
However, these few days of wandering around the county town were not in vain. I finally found a way out, and in Chaitino's opinion, he has a bright future, and he is a contemporary calligrapher!
There is no market to be seen, and the calligraphers of the third and fifth generations are hiding in the alleys that specialize in selling pens, inks, paper and inkstones.
There is a square wooden table, a square high stool, and then there are the four treasures. The scribe has no trouble writing, but there are many people asking for letters.
Chai Tiannuo has roughly calculated that each scrivener's daily income must be at least a hundred cents. For him now, if he has a huge sum of money, that is half a hundred bowls of noodles, which can last him until death!
On this day, Chaitino and Xixi went to a shop selling the four treasures of the study with three big bucks in their pockets. After asking seven or eight shops, they could only smile bitterly. The price was so bad.
In the end, an old shopkeeper thought he was pitiful and didn't take the money. He gave him an old pen and five pages of rough bamboo paper. As for the inkstone and ink sticks, don't worry about it. The price was too high, so he used a bamboo tube to hold some ink for him.
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"That's right. If you have hands and feet, you should find a job to support yourself. What you get when you become a beggar is money, but what you get in mourning is your dignity as a human being!"
The old shopkeeper said seriously that Chai Tiannuo did not explain anything, but just crossed his hands and bowed deeply. The old man had a kind face and kind eyes and acted sincerely. He remembered this good deed!
Arriving at the end of the alley, he shamelessly borrowed tables and stools from the shop next to him. Chaitino nervously set up his stall and waited for customers to come.
All the scriveners looked at Chai Tiannuo with surprise on their faces. They couldn't understand why a beggar wearing divine clothes wanted to scriven for him.
Time passed little by little, and Chaitino's uneasiness slowly turned into disappointment.
There were many people coming, but no one was looking for him. Most of them were regular customers of several scriveners, so they would not seek help from someone they did not understand. As for the rest, no one would ask a beggar to write for him.