Everyone in Qingshan Town knows who this Liu Xuli is. This person is in his fifties now and is extremely cunning and cruel. How could Chang Jin push his sister into the fire pit?

If something like this happens, he might as well hit the wall and die.

"Chang Jin, you don't want to live anymore, how dare you scold Mr. Liu!" At this time, Wang Mazi beside him shouted in the voice of a duck.

"What?" Chang Jin is practicing martial arts every day, and his courage gradually becomes stronger, and he is not afraid of Wang Mazi.

"Okay, okay, I'm so brave. Do you don't want the several acres of land in your family?" Wang Mazi snorted coldly and asked.

"When it comes to the fields, I have already collected all the silver here. When will you send the land deed..." After saying that, Chang Jin took out the cloth bag given by Bai Susu, and the silver inside jingled.

Fortunately, I was lucky, otherwise I would not speak hard now.

"Is that true?" Wang Mazi's eyes flashed and she stepped forward and wanted to take the purse.

"Slowly, when will I take my home land deed to take the money away?" Chang Jin naturally would not be so stupid that he would send the money directly to the other party, and directly pressed his wrist to prevent him from touching his wallet.

If this little guy refuses to admit it after taking the money, wouldn’t he just cause trouble? Chang Jin can’t do such a brainless thing.

Wang Mazi did have this intention. He grabbed the silver and tried a few times, secretly saying that the scholar was very strong. He couldn't pull it, so he could only let go: "Okay, I'll go back first, and I'll send the land deed to you in two days."

"Siucai Chang, are you looking at something small?" Matchmaker Zhao asked again without any sensibility.

"Get out" Chang Jin was really impatient to continue to linger with them and directly sent the guests.

There was a saying on earth in his previous life: "If you don't have any guilt, you should kill them." These five kinds of people are all black-hearted and often do shameful things. Among them, they include matchmakers and human traffickers. Zhao's matchmaker is not a thing, so he naturally won't give a good face.

When Wang Mazi left, he stared at Chang Jin and sneered, then turned around and went out.

Chang Jin didn't see the malice in the other party's eyes, but he didn't care. The generals came to block the water and soil, but he didn't have the capital now, afraid that he would not succeed.

"Scholar, I...I'm leaving too." Seeing that something was wrong, Aunt Guo hurriedly left.

"Aunt Guo walked slowly, don't take everyone to my house in the future." After all, he was from the same village and had many cares about it before. Although the other party had some small plans, Chang Jin was unwilling to lose his etiquette.

"The surname is Chang...! OK, okay, I will let you die without a place to bury this time." Wang Mazi left the village and kicked her hard, with a resentful look in her eyes.

After Wang Mazi and the other two left, the sister started crying loudly and said that she was very scared just now.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, I'll turn into a cat when I cry again." Chang Jin comforted her repeatedly, and finally persuaded her sister to stop.

The little girl wiped her tears before asking where the money came from.

"Don't worry, this money is borrowed by a classmate of mine. He has already said that it will be fine at any time." Chang Jin comforted.

"Then we can redeem the fields?" the little girl immediately cried out excitedly. Then she said again: "Brother, you haven't eaten yet, I'll make you a bowl of egg custard."

The fields are in the ground, and the little girl no longer looks as sad as she did in the past few days. She looks very excited all day long. She cooked and fried an egg in the evening.

Chang Jin sighed in his heart when he saw it. He didn't have much left except for redeeming the land, so he still had to find a way to make money.

After using the meal, he continued to copy.

Seeing that my brother was busy, the little girl was obedient and did not continue to disturb her. Instead, she moved a stool and sat under the oil lamp to put on the soles of her shoes.

After using up the two wicks, Chang Jin saw that the time was about the same, so he wanted to coax the little girl back to the house to sleep. However, before he could speak, a barking sound suddenly came from the wooden door.

Then the neighbor's dogs barked wildly, which led the whole village to yell.

"Brother, are there beasts in the village?" Xiaoxiao immediately stood up after hearing such a big noise.

"Don't be afraid, I'm there." Chang Jin held the sword in his hand and comforted him.

"Squeak" At this time, a few low screams came from outside the door. A yellow-brown head popped out of the window.

"What?" Xiaoxiao jumped again and hurriedly grabbed her brother's arm.

"Don't be afraid, it's a weasel." Chang Jin had already recognized it. It turned out to be the weasel in the temple. How did it find its own? Hearing the direction of the barking of the dog at the door, it was obviously rushing here.

Chang Jin understood that it turned out that this little guy alarmed the dogs in the village.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly scolded loudly: "A Huang, don't shout."

The scabby dog ​​was scolded by his master and gradually stopped howling.

The weasel looked back and forth at the window several times, and finally disappeared, but this time he swayed from the door to enter the house. What surprised Chang Jin was that it was dragging a fat hare in its mouth. Seeing that the blood on the rabbit's fur had not dried up, it should have been bitten to death.

The little guy threw the hare at Chang Jin's feet and jumped around him happily.

"Give it to me?" Chang Jin asked curiously. He really didn't understand why this weasel was targeting him.

Sure enough, the little thing nodded repeatedly.

"Wow, what a cute weasel." It was not until this moment that my sister woke up from her surprise and hurriedly reached out to hug the little guy.

But I knew that the weasel was very disrespectful, and his fur was immediately raised up and screamed.

"Don't be afraid, she is my sister and will not hurt you." Chang Jin felt that this little thing should be listening to him.

As he guessed, when the weasel heard this, his fur immediately became soft and obediently like a kitten.

"Xiaoxiao, I'll peel this hare and let's stew it down." I didn't eat enough for dinner, and I happened to use this thing as a midnight snack.

"Yes," the little girl nodded excitedly.

In her memory, eating hares has been a long time ago.

In this way, the brother and sister were busy for a long time, and the hot hare meat was finally out of the pot. In order to reward the weasel's great achievements, Xiaoxiao specially gave this guy a fat hindrance.

Filling his stomach, Chang Jin originally planned to go to bed. But he didn't know that the weasel refused to support him and kept roaring at him.

Chang Jin was not sure at first, but he didn't realize it until he picked up a book and put it in front of him. The love hare was not for free. This little thing wanted to listen to him. It was such a strange weasel!

In desperation, Chang Jin had to add another wick and found a book of children's enlightenment to read.

The little guy lay on his legs like last night, motionless, pricking his ears and listening quietly. He looked like a child of seven or eight years old listening to the story seriously.

After reading it for the weasel, Chang Jin completely lost his sleepiness. He wanted to find this book and found that he had read dozens of books in the house himself, and he could memorize it.

When I was depressed, I suddenly remembered the "Visual Sutra" that Bai Susu asked him to explain last night. I was idle all over the place, so why not practice it and see if it worked.

The "Twelve-Level Towers Visualization Sutra" is a Taoist method of practicing the soul. According to the book, practicing is like climbing a tower. Every time you climb a floor, you will see different scenery, and the realm will naturally be elevated to a new realm.

When Chang Jin practiced for the first time, he naturally followed the steps, sat cross-legged, kept making spells with his hands, and silently chanting spells in his mouth.

Unfortunately, I practiced for half an hour, but there was no effect at all. I couldn't calm down at all, and my mind was messy, and I even showed signs of dizziness.

Is it because I don’t have the talent for practicing Taoism, or have I practiced the wrong way? Chang Jin decisively stopped his hands and sat in place and thought carefully about the content described in the book.

I explained to Bai Susu last night, and he had already printed the whole book in his mind.

At this time, the oil lamp on the table burned out and went out in a flash.

Chang Jin subconsciously looked up and saw a little spark above his head and a light smoke curling.

His heart suddenly moved, feeling that he had grasped the key.

Visualize... climbing the tower... practicing is like climbing the tower. Why not imagine the situation of climbing the tower and watching the scenery in your heart?

He suddenly remembered the situation of visiting the Bianliang Tower in his previous life, "The sun was over the mountains and the Yellow River flowed into the sea. He wanted to see thousands of miles away and go up to a higher level."

Chang Jin sat cross-legged and made magic tricks in his hand. This time he didn't think about the spell. He imagined himself climbing the Kaifeng Iron Tower at this moment.

One step, two steps... It was very relaxed when I first started walking, but I didn't know that as soon as I was halfway through, my steps suddenly became heavier. After a few more steps, my feet became weak and sore, and he almost couldn't hold on and wanted to stop. Looking up, there were only a few steps left and I reached the first floor. Chang Jin secretly cheered himself up in his heart, stepped out again... and rushed into the first floor.

Boom!

It seemed like a thunderbolt was in my mind.

Chang Jin only felt that something seemed to be broken in his body, and he couldn't say anything relaxed. The feeling of fatigue just now completely disappeared.

Comfortable, the muscles in the body seem to be soaked in a hot spring, and the 36,000 pores all over the body breathe together.

This feeling is exactly what is described in the "Visual Sutra". Chang Jin suddenly realized it in his heart and showed joy on his face.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the world in front of him was very different.

The wick above his head had already been extinguished, but he could clearly see everything around him in the dark room.

Chang Jin was stunned again when he turned to look at himself. He actually carried three white flames as big as a chicken egg, and there was a ray of red light mixed in it.

This should be Yin Fire. When Chang Jin immediately understood the description in the Visualization Sutra.

In fact, there are also records on the earth in later generations. People often say that there are three balls of fire in a person, which represents the health of the body. If the body is strong, the three balls of Yin fire will naturally burn its beauty. If the body is sick, the Yin fire will become weak. Especially for those who are about to die, the Yin fire will definitely be weak and only one line will be left.

People die like a lamp extinguishing, which is what they mean.

Being able to observe Yin Fire means that you have reached the human and immortal transformation.

Turning his head to look at the weasel, Chang Jin's face showed surprise again. This thing was actually surrounded by three balls of Yin Fire, and it seemed to be stronger than his own.
Chapter completed!