Mi Lu and Ying Dao soon got two job opportunities from Meng Bai to guard the windmill.
The monthly salary is ten pounds of flour.
For Wang, Sun and Gongsun, this is an extremely meager income.
It can even be considered insulting.
But, by this sandy river.
There are no royal grandsons or grandsons.
No common people recognized them, and no one knew that the grandson of the king of Chu and the grandson of the king of Qin were in Shashui.
Some are just a few young people from other places.
Maybe there is some identity, but that's all.
"Alas!" When the first snow began to fall.
Mi Lu took the blank piece of paper left by the elder and sighed softly.
There are still no words on it.
In other words, there are words.
But he can't see it!
"It is indeed the great master!" Brigadier Mi sighed: "Every test is an inquiry into the Taoist heart!"
And Mi Lu knew that this might be because he actually did not agree with the great master's path.
He is the grandson of a king and was born noble.
Even if you take it verbally, your body seems to be able to accept chatting with mortals.
But the Taoist heart is still high.
Mortals are dust.
Only the princes and princes are supreme for ten thousand years, and the immortals and gods are supreme!
And he was born this way!
It’s hard! It’s hard! It’s hard! It’s hard to overcome the Dao mentality!
Not to mention one year, even thirty years, three hundred years, three thousand or even thirty thousand years, there are many people who still cannot surrender their attachments!
"Your Highness..." Dou Yu looked at Wang Sun's expression and said cautiously: "I thought you might be able to learn from Qin Gongsun..."
Mi Lu turned to look outside the wooden house. Amidst the heavy snow, he was carrying a large bundle of dry firewood picked up from the forest.
At this moment, Yingdao, with his hair disheveled and his upper body uncovered, was walking in the snow with dry firewood on his back.
While walking, he was talking to an old mortal farmer.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and it looked like he was talking about something happy.
"Yingdao?" Mi Lu murmured.
He thought of all the things Yingdao had done here for more than a month.
Not the same as him.
Gongsun of Qin came alone.
After arriving, he did not use his status to ask for money, people or even things from Mi Lu like the young master Zhao.
He quickly integrated into the mortal life of Shashui.
He asked the carpenter for advice on carpentry and the old farmer for advice on fertilizing the land.
He even went to the fields himself to help the people nearby farm.
He lived in a windmill wooden house, refused the attendants and maids sent by Mi Lu to serve him, and made a bed with straw in the wooden house.
Gather your own firewood, light your own fire, and cook your own meals.
He consulted with the people for advice on how to make dough, make dough, and cook by himself.
Sometimes, farmers nearby would invite him to their homes, but he would not refuse and would just go with a smile.
Mi Lu once saw the grandson of Qin squatting on the threshold with other mortals, holding a pottery bowl and eating steamed buns in mutton soup.
He doesn't look like a Gongsun at all.
On the contrary, they are the natives of Shashui.
So, although he has only been here for more than a month.
But his status exceeds that of Mi Lu who has been here for one year.
Some people even started clamoring for this foreigner to run for next year's Taojia Village mayor election.
There is also a little girl who follows Yingdao around every day.
"Do you want to learn from Qin Gongsun?" Mi Lu asked softly.
It is not only a question to Dou Yu, but also a question to myself.
"Please forgive me for speaking frankly..." Dou Yu lowered his head: "If this continues like this..."
"The grandson of Qin may soon have the opportunity to run for land...or even become a mountain god!"
Today, the Lushan Mountain God is still vacant.
Next June, maybe the great master will ask the people near Mount Lu to elect a mountain god.
Mi Lu has seen with his own eyes that the people recommend the land.
The moment the voting ended, Liu Shen sent a land seal.
Then, the merits of humanity are added to the body.
The victor was filled with heaven and earth and gained authority over a land.
From mortal to god.
You can use incense to drive your divine power and sort out the earth's veins.
Let the land's fertility continue.
It can also be known in advance that there is a landslide somewhere or there is a flash flood accumulating somewhere, so as to issue an early warning to the villagers.
That shocked Mi Lu for a while!
mortal……
You can actually decide who can become the land!
This is something that I couldn’t even think about in the past!
Every time he dreams back at midnight, Mi Lu always dreams about what the elder said to him that day.
"My seat..."
"We are waiting for the people of Qufu to arrest Duke Lu..."
"Waiting for the people of Lu State to arrest the immortal descendants of Qufu..."
"Then all people will judge him in public and determine his crime, and all people will make a decision and determine his punishment!"
Then, he seemed to see countless mortals and monsters rushing into Yingdu from all directions.
He, his grandfather, father, as well as countless immortal descendants and demon sages from the Chu Kingdom were all arrested and had ropes tied around their necks.
They were lifted up one by one and hung under the palace city of Yingdu.
In the past, there was a great sage who was aloof and invincible.
Now, I am kicking my legs weakly.
Over Yingdu, the light of humanity blooms.
Just like the legendary Mingtiao sky.
The days are mourning, and you and I will all perish!
What about the Human Emperor?
The physical body is comparable to the ancestral witch, but the real body can be transformed into a golden crow, so what?
All the people are boiling, all the surnames are cursed, humanity bites back, and everything turns into dust!
Although this period of history has been covered up by powerful forces.
However, no one in the Three Realms dares to forget this past.
The Human Emperor...
The arrogant Human Emperor fell to the ground together with the entire Xiahou clan.
Destroyed by the curse, turned into ashes by the spit.
He took a deep breath.
In front of me, I seem to be able to see the voice and appearance of the Heavenly Lord riding on the back of an ox.
"Do you want to be buried?"
"Or are we standing in the new world?"
The elder's question kept echoing in my heart.
Mi Lu slowly clenched her fist.
Of course he didn't want to be buried.
His country doesn’t want to be buried either!
"If I learn from Qin Gongsun, can I surrender my obsession and get a glimpse of the master's true path?" he asked.
Dou Yu bowed his head deeply: "At least it's better than doing nothing..."
"Your Highness..."
"You should also know that the current order of etiquette and law in the Central Plains is no longer possible to maintain!"
The emperor, the symbol of etiquette and the incarnation of order, was arrested by his younger brother and put on the green grassland.
What's even more troublesome is that the whole world knows about it.
Not just the human world, but also the upper world!
Etiquette has come to an end.
Order has reached a cliff.
Now……
It's time to play funeral music for it.
The catastrophe is coming in a blink of an eye!
Once the disaster comes, no one in the world, humans, ghosts or gods will be spared.
Everything now will be buried!
Like those things that have been buried underground, the past.
Thinking like this, Mi Lu hesitated again and again and finally stood up.
He took off his brocade clothes and took off the treasures on his body.
Then……
He took a deep breath and said to Dou Yu: "My dear, go to the common people's homes for me and buy a set of ordinary clothes!"
"No!" Dou Yu was overjoyed.
"Take everyone away!"
"From now on, I live alone!"
"promise!"
"Take away the fragrant copper, fragrant salt, and fragrant powder too!"
Learning to win from rice may not be useful.
But if you don’t learn, you will definitely fail!
In the Chu royal family, failure means death!
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At about two o'clock, Guiling drove and delivered a large box to Xu Ji's rental house.
"Consultant Xu, these are the trophies you deserve..." She moved the box in and handed a list to Xu Ji: "In addition, the objects in Ma Yin's tomb and other burials, the Tancheng City Museum of Natural Resources
Comrades are urgently protecting the excavation..."
"When their work is completed, you will also receive a national reward..."
"Although the money is not much, it is still about one million, and it is exempt from personal income tax!"
Xu Ji didn't take this matter to heart either.
Now he really doesn't care about money.
Do the Taoist ancestors in the mythical world and the future immortals in the real world care about money?
So, he just said casually: "Donate for me!"
“Donate to Hope Primary School!”
"Ah..." Gui Ling was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately: "Okay, no problem!"
The Public Security Bureau has encountered many similar incidents.
Martial arts experts, after achieving financial freedom, will begin to seek the value of life.
Donating to Hope Primary School is the choice of many people.
Because this thing is very simple, just move your finger and give money.
The rest is naturally left to the local, foundation and official people.
There are already mature systems for site selection, construction, and construction.
Even in fact, donors only account for a small part of the funding.
The state still pays the bulk of the bill.
But the name and honor belong to the donor.
So, many people like it.
So, Gui Ling asked: "Does Consultant Xu plan to name it after himself?"
Xu Ji shook his head: "No!"
"In my father's name!"
Dad still likes this kind of thing.
I also like to be in the limelight!
Seo Ji, forget it!
He needs to keep a low profile now, at least until he becomes an immortal.
Otherwise, if someone like Citigroup finds out about his existence, they might take action against him.
The shamelessness of Citigroup people is well known to everyone.
If you don’t get it, destroy it!
"Okay!" Gui Ling said, "I will deliver it to you in two days!"
"Okay!" Xu Ji said, "Thank you for your hard work, Officer Gui!"
After seeing Guiling off, he threw the box into the bedroom.
Then I didn't care.
Because he doesn't understand this.
We can only wait for the old god to come tonight.
So I sat on the balcony and continued to bask in the sun while memorizing information and reading.
There are a lot of things to carry today!
I still have to find time to read!
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Sitting in a retreat in the Shangqing Fairy Mountain.
The spiritual consciousness of Tongtian Cult Master quietly passed through Yu Yutian and fell into the vast sea of blood silently.
This is the filthy land of the three realms.
It is also a place where Western religions operate secretly.
After the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the Western Sect, while operating Xiniu Hezhou, quietly sent Bodhisattvas and Buddhas to the Sea of Blood.
Now, it has surrendered and saved countless Asuras.
Bring these races created by the Styx into the Western Pure Land and become the Asura tribe.
But the purpose of Lord Tongtian's coming here today is not to cause trouble for Western sects.
That makes no sense.
Western religion has long been established in the sea of blood.
The Western Avenue naturally restrains the filth of the sea of blood.
The Ancestor of Styx, who is now a Western sage, is blocked in the depths of the sea of blood, unable to even get out.
Therefore, for these thousands of years, Styx could only watch the Western religion encroaching on the sea of blood.
The spiritual consciousness of Tongtian Cult Master fell silently somewhere in the sea of blood and turned into an expressionless Taoist.
"Mercy! Mercy!" The saint raised his head and felt the sea of blood.
I saw an Asura tribe being chased by a group of Western Buddhist soldiers. They had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. They could only grit their teeth and use all their strength to break the barrier of the sea of blood in an attempt to escape into the human world.
And this is the opportunity for Tongtian Cult Leader.
He followed quietly.
Follow the defeated Asura army and lock their energy.
Wait until they break the blood sea barrier.
The saint quietly waved his sleeves.
Cover up the causal traces of these asuras, and then put them all into your sleeves to fake the traces that they have escaped into the human world.
Sure enough, the pursuing Buddhist soldiers stopped their pursuit when they saw the Asura clan escaping from the broken barrier into the human world.
An Arhat clasped his hands and said: "The evil obstacles have caused them to run away!"
In the human world, especially in Nanzhanbuzhou, the West today simply does not dare to set foot!
If a Bodhisattva is exposed to the evil obstacles of cause and effect there, he will probably perish.
Just give up.
No one took this matter to heart.
After all, there are countless Asuras in the Blood Sea.
There are people escaping into the human world every day.
Leader Tongtian watched the Buddhist soldiers disappear into the sea of blood, after confirming that no one had found any traces.
Only then did he release all the asuras contained in his sleeves.
With a thought, he transformed into a great witch.
The Witch Clan is also the natural enemy of Asura!
In the ancient times, it was the Witch Clan who beat Asura the hardest!
Therefore, when these Asuras opened their eyes, they found that a great wizard appeared in front of them.
Suddenly I was trembling with fear, and even my legs were shaking.
"According to the decree of Empress Dowager Tu, I have come to the Blood Sea to investigate the matter!"
Then he listened to the great wizard asking in an angry voice: "If you tell the truth, I can save you from death!"
"Otherwise, I will eat all your souls!"
This is why the Asuras are afraid of the Witch Clan.
The Wu clan was transformed from Pangu’s flesh and blood.
Asuras, on the other hand, are the filth born from the blood of Pangu.
He was born to be restrained by the Witch Clan.
These poor Asuras were immediately trembling with fear and kowtowed: "What do you want to ask, Your Majesty?"
Leader Tongtian looked at them and asked in a deep voice: "In this sea of blood, have any Asura kings disappeared for no reason in the past thousands of years?"
The asuras looked at each other and replied tremblingly: "Reporting to the venerable sir... all the demon generals, demon kings and princesses are all serving the ancestor..."
"How do you guys know?"
The great shaman manifested by the Tongtian Cult Master immediately widened his eyes in anger.
These guys were so frightened that they kept kowtowing: "Your Majesty, please spare your life... Your Majesty, please spare your life... You guys really don't know..."
Leader Tongtian looked at them and quietly calculated in his heart, knowing that they were not lying.
He carefully released his consciousness and sensed the entire sea of blood.
I also didn’t find that the karma of those Asura demon generals and demon kings had disappeared.
"It shouldn't be..." Leader Tongtian lowered his head and sighed.
He recalled what he had seen and heard in that world and what Xu Ji had mentioned about the source of poison-making by mortals.
Poppy flower.
It is very similar to the Mandala of the Nine Nether Sea of Blood.
"Is it true that there were no Asuras who escaped into that world?!"
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There was a bit of a lag this afternoon, so it was even slower~
Ps: Recommend "Wife, Be More Reserved", warm dog food, you can stuff it in your mouth! (The author promised me for several days, but ended up forgetting it every time! Shame on you!)
