I Just Reopened My Life

　　Draw a boat? Yellow jacket?

　　 Mo Wuming thinks of the yellow paint on the top of the painted boat.

　　 is really high-profile! But for the holidays, it can be regarded as "happy with the people".

　　 "Let's go! Do what we should do." Mo Wuming patted the ashes on his body.

　　 The maid was a little curious: "You don't want to see a good show?"

　　 Mo namelessly stared at the maid, feeling a little helpless.

　　 The emperor wants to be a god, what does it have to do with us?

　　 Farmers have long prayed for the country and paid the price of their lives because of the country’s system, but this is a story written by emperors, generals, and poets.

　　I don’t know if the emperor can be a fairy.

　　 I don’t know whether farmers can be emperors.

　　 All I know is that if you don’t buy things you buy, the two of us will be dead. Mo Wuming sighed, these words were still rotten in his heart.

　　 Mo namelessly stared at the lively crowd over there, but the words in his mind were the usual dreams.

　　 "The owner of this world is all of us, even if I can't get a penny."

　　 But when did I have the world?

　　 I am neither an emperor nor a general nor a poet.

　　……

　　 Soon after, folk rumors arose.

　　The Emperor of Dacheng is crazy!

　　 He wants to be a fairy!

　　 The folks have always passed it like this.

　　 The emperor in the world wants to cultivate immortality.

　　 It is said that he has invited the heavenly master of Longhushan to teach him.

　　 After finishing today's supplies without a name, I have been listening to them talking about these things on the way home.

　　 "This is the battle between the emperor and the poet, and it has nothing to do with me." Mo Wuming thought.

　　 The emperor did the thing, but the rumors were passed on by the poet.

　　 Mo Wuming wondered, if he was not born a beggar, maybe he is also a poet now.

　　 is like guiding other beggars to send him to Mo House. Poets are doing similar things now.

　　 Suddenly, a carriage stopped in front of him.

　　 "Brother, may I ask if this is Chang'an?"

　　 Mo Wuming raised his head, and what he saw was a beautiful woman he had never seen before, young, probably about the same as him.

　　 Carefully observe her facial features. In fact, they are only exquisite, but somehow they reveal a detached temperament that makes her look like a fairy in the eyes of others.

　　 "As long as you want, here is it."

　　 "Why are you talking so madly?" The girl chuckled softly, covering her mouth.

　　 Mo Wuming lowered his head in silence, not wanting the appearance of others to affect his judgment: "It's you who are talking and talking."

　　 "Before entering the city, countless guards in Chang'an will definitely question you. But you asked me if this place is Chang'an, it's not..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, the girl was knocked on her forehead by the old man in the carriage.

　　 "Sorry, it was my apprentice who didn't stop me. I just made a fool of myself." An old man emerged from the carriage.

　　 Compared with the shocking appearance of the girl, the old man is much more ordinary.

　　 But Mo Wuming believes that this is a return to basics.

　　 "I don't know, are you interested in learning something with me?" The old man touched his beard and asked kindly.

knowledge?

　　 Mo Wuming tilted his head and asked, "What can I do with the knowledge you teach?"

　　 "After learning, you can do whatever you want." The old man smiled slightly.

　　 Mo Wuming heard that, he pointed to the elegant carriage over there, which was the vehicle used by the officials.

　　 It is said that an immortal is coming to Chang'an today, and they naturally want to try their best to please him, and they came to Chang'an one after another.

　　 Mo Wuming doesn't like to do whatever you want.

　　 What he wants is to do nothing if he wants to.

　　 "Can you make me a "capital"?"

　　What is capital?

　　 The old man was a little confused, and looked in the direction of Mo Wumingju, and he understood immediately.

　　 smiled and said, "Naturally."

　　 "Then why did you come to the capital? Did you come voluntarily?"

　　 The old man was taken aback, naturally he did not come voluntarily this time, but the emperor asked him to come.

　　 Then he understood the meaning of the boy in front of him, and shook his head with a wry smile: "It turns out that the'capital' you said is so big!"

　　 is not bad, but there is no need to hurt others and yourself.

　　 He looked in the direction of the capital, and muttered: "I can do everything, but I can't do anything about the'capital' that has existed since ancient times."

　　 "Change another one, except this one."

　　 "Forget it," Mo Wuming said, "Although I don't know what my needs are, I won't create them."

　　 Create demand?

　　 The old man is completely stunned now, this Chang'an City is different from their mountains, and the words they say are so fresh.

Mo Wuming looked at the old man’s puzzled expression, and carefully explained: “I don’t need this thing. Even if he is good, I won’t buy him. Once I buy for the sake of buying, then I will become a big consumerist. Done."

　　 "People's desires will be like rolling rocks. I must learn to control my desires. The rest of the needs can only be said later."

　　 The old man is thoughtful.

　　 Although he heard a few words that he didn't know, he already understood what the kid meant.

　　 Although it's some perverted reasoning, it sounds quite interesting.

　　 "If that person thinks like you, I won't have to run so far." The old man touched his beard and said with emotion.

　　 "Oh, it's a pity." The old man sighed, "Then see you later!"

　　 After finishing speaking, the carriage drove in the direction of the imperial city.

　　 Mo Wuming tightly held on to the supplies that the master asked him to purchase~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is the real deal for him.

　　 "The generals representing force have also entered the city. Will the farmers have a good life?"

　　 Mo Wuming thinks leisurely.

　　……

　　 "Master, don't you already have my apprentice? Why do you want to accept another apprentice!" In the carriage, the beautiful girl said a little annoyed.

　　 The old man shook his head: "It's different."

　　 "Why is it different?"

　　 "He is talented."

　　 The girl sighed, there are so many people with outstanding talents.

　　 She was the one with the best talent back then!

　　 "How good can it be?" The girl was a little unconvinced, and even the brothers might not have her talent.

　　According to the master's statement at the time, she was "destined" in her body.

　　Because the aura has become scarce, so the master said at the time that she was the last closed disciple.

　　In this era when the aura is about to die, only one person from each school will be left to pass down the mantle, so as to ensure that the few auras left in the blessed land of the school can be concentrated on one person.

　　 If she accepts another one now, then she will be driven down the mountain.

How good is 　　?

　　 When the old man heard this question, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say "rare in life". But suddenly felt wrong, and wanted to change his words and say "rare in the world".

　　 The girl only opened her mouth when she saw the old man for a long time, and kept silent.

　　 So anxious, she asked again: "What is his talent?"

　　 The old man thought a little bit, and finally thought it over, and spit out four words from his mouth:

　　 "The world is number one."

　　……

　　 16 years old: During the good luck years of Dachengguo, the fairy entered Beijing. Assert that the emperor Kaiyun is extremely talented. When the emperor heard this, he was furious, and was about to cut off the world's spiritual veins!