Chapter 8 First Steps on the Cultivation Road
This guy is indeed not simple, he should also know how to practice... Seeing such a scene, Chang Jin didn't understand. At the same time, he became confused again, wondering why the weasel was deliberately targeting him. Could it be that he really wanted to read wisely?
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the little guy has no malicious intentions towards him.
After thinking for a while, Chang Jin pressed these questions behind his head and went to bed to fall asleep.
Seeing him go to bed, the weasel quietly rushed into the yard. This time the mangy dog did not yell. When he was eating the hare just now, the weasel specially threw the remaining rabbit legs to it. Now the mangy dog has recognized the existence of the weasel.
The little thing stepped to the center of the yard, turned his head and looked at the moon in the sky, then his hind legs bent, half-squatted, and his front paws were put together. That way, it looked like he was worshiping the moon.
If Chang Jin was in the yard now, he would naturally see strands of clouds falling into the weasel's body in the weasel's sky, and at the same time, three balls of yin fire on his body were also flashing and dark...
It took about two hours before the weasel stood up again. However, it did not leave Chang Jin's house, but instead turned back to the house and patrolled around.
A mouse had just poked his head out of the darkness. The guy rushed over, raised his claw, and directly slapped the mouse to death.
It caught the mice and didn't eat them, so it threw them directly under the windowsill.
There were many rats in the mountain village. In one night, the weasel actually caught seven or eight rats and lined up in a row.
Chang Jin slept late last night. He originally thought he would sleep until the third day of the sun, but he knew that it was just dawn and he had already woken up from his sleep. He felt quick thinking and relaxed indescribable way.
Since he had woken up, Chang Jin did not stay in bed anymore. He picked up his sword and came to the yard to practice sword skills.
Just as he was about to go back to the house to wipe his sweat, the weasel emerged from somewhere and led him to the windowsill to see the strange ones.
Chang Jin was a little surprised to see so many dead rats, and then realized that it must be the weasel's credit.
With this guy here, the mouse will probably disappear in the future... This is a good phenomenon.
After a while, Xiaoxiao also got up and cooked. Last night, some rabbit meat was left, so Xiaoxiao added water and boiled the pot of meat soup to eat.
After dinner, Chang Jin opened the book again and started copying. Usually, he felt numb with his right hand after copying for only half an hour. This time, Chang Jin held a brush in his hand and wrote for a whole morning, but he still felt energetic.
In the afternoon, my sister went outside the village to dig wild vegetables and catch loaches. Chang Jin was busy copying books, so naturally he didn't follow him.
He did this for more than ten days, copying books during the day, reading a book for Ah Huang at night, and then starting to practice the "Twelve-Level Tower Visualization Sutra".
I originally thought I would soon enter the second turn of the human immortals, but now Chang Jin realized what it means to "the road to the gate is as solid as iron". When I visualize the soul, he only felt that the entire building became narrow and overwhelmed by the sky. Or there seemed to be two invisible hands around, constantly tearing the soul and trying to tear it into pieces.
This is a phenomenon that arises during practice, and it is also described in the "Visualization Sutra", so Chang Jin is not panicked.
But this feeling is very real. Every step he takes is very difficult, and he can only pour in all his strength to fight against this feeling.
After practicing, he fell asleep. However, by dawn, he would wake up automatically and be energetic.
If it weren't for the fact that there were signs of a soul growing every time, Chang Jin almost wanted to give up.
On this day, Chang Jin was sitting at home to copy books, but when he saw his sister rushing in panic, he rushed in and rushed into his arms when he entered the house: "Brother, wolf, wolf..."
"Wolf, where is it? Are you okay?" Chang Jin helped her up and reached out to press the sword. In this era, wild animals eat people often. A few days ago, he heard people mention that a woodcutter in the neighboring village went into the mountain to chop wood, but was eaten by a leopard.
"I'm fine... the hungry wolf was driven away by the weasel..." Xiaoxiao answered breathlessly. At this moment, her expression finally calmed down.
"What the hell is going on?" Chang Jin heard it strangely and asked again.
"The wild vegetables at the village are being glowed, so I think of digging some in the mountains..." These days, although weasels will come to their homes with prey every night, either pheasants or rabbits, this little game cannot satisfy their daily food, so Xiaoxiao will go out to dig some wild vegetables and noodles to make soup every day.
"As I was digging, I heard a sound coming from behind... I looked back and saw that it was a big bad wolf... I was frightened at that time and forgot to run... Seeing that the wolf was about to pounce on me, the weasel appeared. It didn't know what it did, and the big bad wolf was stunned and motionless... Later, the weasel grabbed a claw on the head and eyes of the big bad wolf... The wolf ran away, and I ran back with the vegetable basket..." My sister's narrative was in a mess, but Chang Jin still heard the general meaning.
Unexpectedly, the little guy still has the ability, and even the hungry wolf is no match for him. He felt more and more that this weasel was not simple, and planned to wait for this guy to come over to ask carefully.
As night fell, the weasel arrived as scheduled, still holding a pheasant in his mouth. However, Chang Jin keenly discovered that the little guy looked listless and his fur was much rougher than before, and he did not have the feeling of being oily.
Seeing its appearance, Chang Jin was naturally embarrassed to ask again. After all, the little guy saved his sister's life. No matter what purpose it was, he should be grateful.
***
After Wang Mazi left, Chang Jin was waiting for this person to deliver the land deed to his door. Unexpectedly, half a month had passed in a blink of an eye, and the other party still disappeared.
Chang Jin couldn't wait any longer, so he planned to bring the silver and go directly to ask for the land deed. Before he could leave, Wang Mazi came to the door with the village chief and apologized with a sarcastic smile: "I'm sorry for Chang Xiucai. I was very busy a few days ago, so I didn't have time to return the land deed to you. Now I'm specially delivered to you. As long as you hand over the silver and the village chief testified, we will clear the two."
Seeing this guy's words flashing, Chang Jin immediately felt something was wrong. He took the deed and checked carefully, but found no traces of tampering with his hands and feet. He had to suppress his doubts and go back to the house to pay the money to Wang Mazi.
Each of them prescribed the post, which is considered to be true.
"Chang Jin, your private affairs are over, but I have another official business here, so I can't refuse." Wang Mazi collected the money and sneered, "Recently, the big hanged insects on Qingzhu Mountain have frequently gone down the mountain to cause disaster. Liu Xuli couldn't bear to see the people in Qingshan Town being victimized, so he planned to send warriors to kill the big worms. Two days ago, he had issued a document to each village, asking each village to send one person, and then teamed up to hunt and kill the big worms. Tsk tsk, it seems that you are the ones you sent in Changjia Village, right, Mr. Chang?"
After saying that, Wang Mazi looked at the village chief proudly.
"Scholar, look at this matter... it is logical that you shouldn't let you go, it's just..." The village chief smiled and replied submissively.
Before Chang Jin could speak, Xiaoxiao rushed over and shouted, "Village chief, why is it my brother? He is a scholar. How can he go into the mountains to catch big insects? Isn't this harmful?"
"What's wrong with a scholar? Call him "Scholar Master" and really think he is a scholar? I want to be exempted from labor service, so I'll talk about it when I get into the scholar." Wang Mazi sneered.
The Great Yan Dynasty stipulated that those who passed the imperial examinations of scholars could be exempted from labor service.
Chang Jin's predecessor was confused and did not seek much understanding, so he failed to pass the scholar several times and was still just a child.
The villagers called him Xiucai Gong, which was just a respectful title and had no meaning.
It is precisely because of this that Wang Mazi dared to come to the door boldly.
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"There are three harms in Qingshan Town, one harms Qingzhushan hangs the white-headed tiger, the other harms Baishuihe River God Zhupolong, and the other harms Liu Zhisheng, the family is broken."
Chang Jin naturally heard of this song that the people secretly spread. There was a big insect in Qingzhu Mountain. Every spring and autumn, I went down the mountain to eat people and eat animals. The town had organized hunters to siege several times, but the big insect was extremely cunning, but the hunting failed, and many people lost their lives.
As for the Baishui River God, every year, the whole town has to exchange money for sacrifices, so many people also regard it as a major harm.
Although the first two harms are a headache, they are not as cruel as Liu Zhisheng in the end. Liu Zhisheng is a clerk in charge of Qingshan Town. He has a brother-in-law who works in the county town, so no one dares to mess with Qingshan Town.
This person does bad things. As long as someone fights him, he will transfer the taxes assigned by the county to the other party. Several families in the town died because of this family. Therefore, the people in the town call this person the deceased Liu Xuli behind his back, but he has a brother-in-law as the backstage, so the people in Qingshan Town can only dare not speak out.
Chang Jin offended Liu Xuli a few days ago, and expected this result. He never thought that the other party would be so cruel, and he wanted to kill him. In the past, Chang Jin naturally did not dare to go into the mountain to kill tigers. But now he has been practicing sword for two months and has increased his courage. He is not afraid of going into the mountain. In his opinion, if he really encounters a big insect, he can at least protect himself.
The noise in the yard had already alarmed the neighbors. When they heard that Chang Jin wanted to join the Tiger Fighting Team, they showed sympathy. One of the strong men couldn't help it and said, "Manager Wang, this is the fellow villagers in the country, why should I force people to the dead? The scholar cannot take his shoulders and cannot bear it. If you let him join the Tiger Fighting Team, wasn't you deliberately letting him die?"
The person who said this was Chang Dazhuang. When he was a child, Chang Jin and the other two often played together, but when they grew up, Chang Jin studied, and their relationship became much more distant.
"If Chang Jin is not allowed to hunt tigers, then what if I send you? If you want, I will go back immediately to ask Mr. Liu to change his sentence." Wang Mazi asked sarcastically.
Chang Dazhuang was about to continue saying something, but was pulled by the people around him. He sighed helplessly and said, "Xiao Jin, I'm sorry, even brothers can't help you."
Chapter completed!