There's lightning and thunder outside, and it's raining heavily.
Inside the dark and humid hut, it was raining heavily outside and light rain inside.
However, Chen Li didn't care. He lay upright on the musty-smelling bed, staring blankly at the dripping water.
The heart is as gray as death.
Just three hours ago, he was lying on a soft bed, drinking Coke, eating fruit, and playing games comfortably.
Not surprisingly, for Chen Li, who is nearly 30 years old, works out of town, bought a house with a loan, and has no girlfriend, this will be another boring and boring weekend.
Just like before.
The passion for life is fading away day by day, and he is becoming more and more like a zombie in this noisy big city. But no matter how passionless he is, no matter how crazy his fantasies are, Chen Li never thinks about time travel.
"Why is this..." Chen Li let out a long sigh.
Two lines of clear tears slowly slid down.
Even if he has absorbed some scattered memories, he already knows that the owner of this body with the same name as him is still a legendary immortal cultivator.
Even if there are people in this world who can fly across the sky, there are people who can live to be hundreds or thousands of years old, there are people who can move mountains and seas...
But this is not him.
Those are all back waves and front waves,
And he was just an ant that would be crushed by any wave in the passionate beating of the front and back waves.
This body is already forty years old, and its cultivation level is only at the third level of Qi training. It is neither a genius in cultivating immortals nor a descendant of a noble family. What else can you expect at this age?
In the memory of this body, what Chen Li felt most was humiliation and depression, fear and numbness.
If he had a choice, he would rather travel to a world without extraordinary power, at least... there would be a greater chance of dying of old age and dying well.
…
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
After lying there for an unknown amount of time, Chen Li's thoughts were interrupted by a rough slapping sound coming from the wooden door.
"anyone there?"
"Open the door!"
"Open the door quickly!"
The voice had a strange intonation.
Chen Li's eyes turned numbly instinctively, as if they came to life. In the memory of the original owner, this seemed to be the voice of the person in charge of Fangshi. He hesitated, then quickly got up and went to open the door, shouting:
"I'm coming……"
You can't escape by hiding.
The rain outside had stopped before I knew it, and the fresh air after the rain was filled with the fragrance of earth and the faint smell of urine.
"Why so slow?" The steward said impatiently as he stamped his feet with mud on his feet.
"Wang... I'm sorry, Steward Wang. I've been too tired recently. I fell asleep just now. I wonder what important matters Steward Wang is here?" Chen Li tried to calm down and tried to smile.
"What do you think? Don't look down on me. The rent has been late for three days this month. If you don't have any money, get out of here." Manager Wang had a bad look on his face.
"There's money, there's money! I'll get it right now." Chen Li sighed inwardly, said quickly, turned around and went to get the money.
Although this is a shantytown on the outskirts of Fangshi, and this house was built by Chen Li himself, Fangshi has no influence on its rent collection, and the people who receive the rent also feel that it is reasonable.
Overbearing?
perhaps!
Houses in this world are not valuable, and land is not valuable either.
But safety is worth money.
After all, this place belongs to Fangshi's sphere of influence, and Fangshi was established by the Changsheng Sect, the most powerful sect in this area. Not many people dare to make trouble here. Compared with the human lives outside, and the remains on the road, there is no doubt that here
Much safer.
In addition, the market is nearby and facilitates transactions, so it attracts a large number of casual cultivators to live here.
The original owner is one of them.
Chen Li returned to the house feebly, and with vague memories, he found a money bag deep in a two-meter-high pile of dry firewood in the corner.
The money bag was very heavy. When he opened it, he found a pile of gold and a solitary spiritual stone. He was not in the mood to look at it more, so he picked up the only spiritual stone and walked out of the door.
"Huh, just in time next month, it won't be so easy to talk to then." Manager Wang took the spirit stone and glanced at him.
"Yes, yes, I will do it next time, I will do it next time."
"Manager Wang, please go slowly!"
When Manager Wang walked away, Chen Li turned around and was about to go back to the house. The door to the next door opened and a female cultivator came out with a urinal. She skillfully poured the urine onto the roadside. The stench in the air suddenly became stronger.
, then turned around and chatted with a smile:
"Chen Daoyou, you just paid the rent today?"
"It seems that we know each other." Chen Li didn't want to pay attention. At this time, he had to stop and forced a smile on his face.
Perhaps due to the impact of his own memory impact, the memories he obtained were incomplete and appeared fragmented.
The female cultivator looks to be in her early thirties, dressed as a Taoist nun, with a smile on her face. Although she is only middle-to-upper-class in appearance, her fleshy chest and slender waist outline the charm of a mature woman.
"Yeah, yeah, I've been a bit shady with money recently." Chen Li raised his mind and dealt with it carefully.
People here are unfamiliar with the place, and everyone has murderous skills. It really makes people feel insecure outside.
"With your skills in making talismans, when you are still short of money, go to the hook bar less often next time. Those women practice some unorthodox and evil secret skills, which are most likely to corrode bones and suck marrow. Be careful to be sucked dry."
, I would say you should find a serious woman to live with."
How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?
Chen Li couldn't help but blush.
How could he be blamed for what happened to the original body?
"Ah haha, I'm not going anymore." Chen Li responded awkwardly but politely, wishing he could scratch his scalp a few times.
But the female cultivator refused to let her go like this, and said with a sneer:
"You have no money, right? I think if you have money, you still have to run there smelling the filthy smell." The female cultivator said with a smile.
"It's really... I can't hide it from fellow Taoists, haha." Chen Li said dryly, thinking of ending the topic as soon as possible, and simply lay down and let him laugh.
The female cultivator was immediately satisfied with the gossip. She twisted her slender waist and walked back to the door carrying the urinal with satisfaction.
Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over.
But before the door could be closed, his footsteps stopped again, and he heard the sound of the female nun talking and laughing with her man... The words inside and outside were all things that he and Goulan had to say.
"This girl is really not a good person!"
Chen Li closed the door with a helpless expression and returned to bed. After being neutralized by these two events, Chen Li's depressed mood also faded a lot.
After all, people are still alive, and they have to live their lives no matter what.
"I wonder what it's like to be a female cultivator who has learned the evil secret technique of devouring bones and sucking marrow... Why don't you have any memory?" Chen Li's thoughts flashed and he quickly stopped his reverie.
Now is not the time to think about this.
Because of the high monthly mortgage payment, Chen Li is particularly sensitive to his savings.
If you don’t have enough savings in your card to pay the mortgage for more than a year, you will feel insecure.
After all, you may lose your job, your body may fall ill at any time, and any accident in your life may destroy a seemingly stable life.
Although he no longer has a mortgage, he still has to pay a spiritual stone for rent every month. If he doesn't make money, he won't be able to get out of here until next month.
As for the pile of gold left in the purse, it may be a huge sum of money in modern society, but it is not very valuable in this world, or it is not very valuable among cultivators.
Spiritual stones are the hard currency here.
One low-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for about one hundred kilograms of gold.
It is difficult to exchange one hundred kilograms of gold for a low-grade spiritual stone.
"By the way, I also have the 'talisman-making skills'" Chen Xiang recalled the words of the female cultivator.
As the saying goes, if you have a skill, you won't have to worry about food. With such a skill, you can still live your life, and you can even live a relatively comfortable life. At least you have enough money to go to Goulan.
The ones we are looking for are all female cultivators, and each of them is of extraordinary worth.
Stop it!
Why do I always think about that without realizing it?
This is definitely the influence of the original memory.
Chen Li thought to himself, after all, before he traveled through time, he had never been to a place like that, and he had never even thought about it...
He calmed down and immediately began to carefully recall the memory of making talismans.
However, the more I thought about it, the more solemn my face became. Gradually, white hair and sweat came out, and my back became wet.
My memories of making talismans are actually very few.