"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green and the sky..."

This is the tune that Chen Luo hummed for the farewell to the Lords of Zhongjing when he first left Beijing to Dongcang. Now it has become the most common song to say goodbye outside the city.

There are such children outside the city. If you sing a song for five cents, you will often take orders from ten or twenty children. The crisp childish voice can always blow away some of the sorrow of parting.

Don’t think it’s expensive, the lowest price for 5 cents is set by Chen Luo.

A master once scolded this move. It was clearly a farewell with deep affection, but the atmosphere was ruined by the transaction of these few cents, and he felt ashamed of the gentleman's style.

Chen Luo didn't say anything after hearing this, but just asked the teacher to follow one of the children for a day.

In the early morning, the child stayed outside the city for two hours and received a total of thirty-five cents.

A big bun for three cents, and a large bowl of braised rice for five cents.

After eating and drinking, I went to the martial arts hall to practice with my master for three hours in the afternoon. In the evening, I took on another farewell work. This time, the host was generous and rewarded one person with an additional ten cents.

In the evening, I returned home and saved my income today.

There are medicinal baths in the martial arts hall, which are all medicinal soups that are moisturized with herbs, which are useful for children to practice martial arts. There are subsidies for Dongcangcheng and the court, and basic medicinal baths are free.

However, there are also medicinal baths that are more effective. They use non-sanitary medicine, which is more helpful to the body. However, even if there is a subsidy, there will be a fee.

The price is available in all levels, and the cheapest is 100 cents a day.

One hundred cents are not too much for the promotion of Xiaomin, but not too little. If there is only one child in the family, you can still bear it by gritting your teeth, but if there are more children, it will be a bit difficult.

And this farewell song can be controlled for three months of medicinal bathing after singing it for one month.

Seeing the child carefully counting the cost, the Master blushed and covered his face and fled, heading to the Duke of Anguo's mansion to apologize.

"Our eyes always look at the heights, but someone always needs to look at the bottom."

"You want atmosphere, they want to survive."

"It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish."

"How can you know that the child who sang farewell outside the city today and earned the meager benefits will not be a hero who protects the human race in the future?"

"The knowledge of letting the elderly have a support, the young have a good foundation, and the people's health is good knowledge."

"When doing academic research, ask yourself if this is good academic research!"

The gate of Duke Anguo Mansion was not opened, and only Chen Luo's faint voice came from inside, either scolding or teaching or being plain, just like Chen Luo was eating with a bowl and saying a few homely words casually.

But it was these few words that made the old Master, who was over 50 years old, feel enlightened, kowtowed to the gate of Duke Anguo's mansion and bowed, then left, and spent all his wealth that night, and built a straw shed outside the city in Daxuan for the rest of the singing children.

That night, this Master, Confucianism, and his righteous spirit turned into a white crane to soar into the sky, adding another great scholar to the human race!

Because he became enlightened because of the dispute about sending farewell to five cents, he called himself: the great scholar of the Five Chronicles!

This is exactly-

A farewell song is given to the departing person, and a child's pitch is worth five essays.

Don’t sit on the shelf, and benefit the people and be knowledgeable.

...

Sitting in the departing car, Feng Nanzhi listened to anecdotes about the songs circulating in her ears, with a smile of worry and pride.

What is worried about is that the greatest kindness of the heroes of the past regarding ordinary people in the human race is to let them have enough food, but Chen Luo is different. He wants to make these people have dignity and ability, and he wants to make them stronger.

In fact, in the development of martial arts, these people are becoming stronger.

With Chen Luo in the human race, there is almost no hidden danger that can be attacked.

As the empress of the Tiger Clan, how can you not worry about having such a great enemy?

And proud...

Humph, what does he have to do with me? I won’t be proud!

Feng Nanzhi rubbed her eyebrows and felt a little headache.

but……

Feng Nanzhi thought of this time that she had snatched a bloodline from Chen Luo's hand, and was a little proud.

Finally, I won a move.

Thinking of this, Feng Nanzhi felt that she was actually pretty good.

"Go, give each of these children singing a hundred...a reward for a hundred...a text." Feng Nanzhi originally wanted to give a hundred taels per person, but when she said that, she changed it to a hundred text.

"Yes!" The secret guard commander bowed and walked out of the chariot.

Feng Nanzhi turned around, looked at the smaller and smaller Zhongjing Gate through the curtain behind the chariot, and sighed quietly.

He... didn't come to send him off!

"I should never come here again." Feng Nanzhi's face turned dim.

The capital of the human race is the most charitable, and Daxuan is in his heart. She, the empress of the tiger clan, will never set foot again.

At this moment, a ball of flame suddenly flew out of the Zhongjing city.

The flames turned into a three-legged golden crow in the air, hovering for four or five times, and then dispersed into two balls, slowly dissipating.

Feng Nanzhi looked at the sky where the golden crow flames disappeared in a daze. She finally smiled on her face and quickly calmed down.

"snort……"

"Who cares!"

Feng Nanzhi:(..)

...

Zhongjing, Anguo Duke's Mansion.

Chen Luo looked at the flames dissipating in the sky and smiled with satisfaction.

The golden crow represents the Great Bird Saint; after five rounds, it is fifty hu of heavenly essence and blood, divided into two groups, and it starts in two ways.

Using the message transmission instrument will inevitably leave traces, and it is still so convenient.

The spies outside the city should have received the message.

Perfect!

By the way, Feng Nanzhi seems to have left today...

Forget it, I cheated her once, and I feel a little embarrassed to send her off and make up for it later.

Chen Luo stretched and walked into the study.

...

After a lot of trouble, I finally saved the Nine Spirit Yuansheng.

By the way, he had slaughtered sixty hu of heavenly essence and blood, and showed the prosperity of the great Xuan to the demon clan.

There will be more auctions like this in the future!

To be honest, Chen Luo had long guessed that Feng Nanzhi would make a move to Buddhism.

Although Taiyi Ku Tianzun in the book is a Taoist figure, the Taoist sect he is in is not the Taoist sect in this world. It is okay to rely on it or not.

The so-called "being under the control of the Great Dao" does not take effect when writing, but only after joining the Great Dao can it have such a role.

Of course, under the action of the Heavenly Dao, the bloodline of the Heavenly Dao and the most suitable avenue will have a close effect.

From this perspective, it is indeed feasible to let the lion clan take down the Waste Soul Realm and then use Buddhist paths to achieve the Waste Soul Realm.

This must be a countermeasure that only those with a pattern and courage can do.

Feng Nanzhi did not disappoint him.

You know, Chen Luo prepared several sect supporters on the scene, ready to remind Feng Nanzhi at any time.

Unexpectedly, Chen Luo just glanced at Daomen Daojun, and Feng Nanzhi immediately discovered his "flaw" keenly!

He is worthy of being the Empress of the Tiger Clan.

But Feng Nanzhi never dreamed of it-

He, Chen Luo, is the future Tathagata!

——

After spreading the rice paper, Chen Luo picked up the brush and started writing the 90th chapter of "Journey to the West".

Time flies. Chen Luo still remembers that he played two roles and wrote the opening chapter of "Journey to the West" alone. In this blink of an eye, it has reached ninety chapters.

In ten more chapters, "Journey to the West" will be finished!

I have always been thinking about what changes will be to the world after the end of "Journey to the West", but when this day is about to come, Chen Luo sighed a little.

What should I write after "Journey to the West"?

After calming down his mind, Chen Luo continued to write. After the "Lynx Spirit", the story of the last big monster in this book fighting wits and Sun Wukong flowing out of the tip of the pen.

When Chen Luo dropped the last word, a strong wind suddenly blew in the study.
To be continued...