Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

At the intersection of [-] Road, Longjing Street, Yuncang City, in the south.

The southern boundary has a special geographical location, bordering the demon world and the demon world, surrounded by evil and miasma, lonely souls and wild ghosts, haunting heretics and side cultivators.

Except for the three big cities of Yuncang City, Langfeng City, and Qingxia City, the rest of the land is not suitable for human monks to live together.

The human race's cultivation of Taoism is not only the way of cultivating immortals, but also cultivating the underworld, cultivating demons, cultivating demons, etc. In the final analysis, they are all born out of the human body.

Among them, evil cultivators are not tolerated by the way of heaven, and besides mortal wombs, there are all kinds of demons and ghosts.

Genuine demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters.

However, it is different from the setting of ordinary non-human races. The various races in the four directions are currently in a cooperative relationship, and the southern border is protected by century-old families in three big cities, so the safety factor is still very high.

What's more, after the catastrophe, all ethnic groups also signed a joint oath: the evil current will not be eradicated for a day, and there will be no fighting for a day.

With the blessing of such a contract, the common people and the demons live in peace and harmony in the world.

It's just that it's a long way to the southern border, and when Shen Zhexue arrived in Yuncang City, more than half a month had passed since the recruitment information was released.

This speed is also thanks to the support of the young man from the restaurant.

When the young man learned that Shen Zhexue was also a cultivator, his jaw almost dropped from shock.

——Cultivation will fall here too!

The cruel reality plunged the young man who had just entered the realm of self-cultivation into deep self-doubt. He thought of his ordinary talent and was not favored at home, so he wanted to go out and see the scenery outside.

It can be seen that seeing Shen Zhexue's desperation, the young man suddenly felt that the future was not "bright", and he had the idea of ​​retreating.

Shen Zhexue could guess what he was thinking at a glance, that an occupational disease was about to occur.

He asked carefully, and finally sensed that the young man was unwilling.

The child is not very old, since he has this ambition, even if he really can't worship Taiqing, after all, he is young, why not make it.

Today's world of cultivating immortals is no longer the law of the weak and the strong. At this young man's age, he just has the cheek to give it a try. Even if he loses, he can get by with some knowledge of Taoism.

It's no big deal to be left or right. It's a retreat to go home and guard an acre of land, but maybe it can be better.

Shen Zhexue comforted him, and based on Peak Lord Shen's experience, she only believed that she was too young, too frivolous and overconfident, that she fell to this point.

"In the end, it's not easy to live once. You can't grasp your talent, and it's useless to struggle. It depends on yourself. Learning a lot may not be useful, but there is always nothing wrong with it."

He pointed to the saber at the young man's waist, "And if you keep your heart straight, even if you do go back to farming in the end, if evil spirits attack you in the future, you can use a steel rake for digging the ground and use a rake."

When the occupational disease came, it was inevitable to be a lot of long-winded, and in the end I was embarrassed to say it, so that the young man would not find him annoying.

After hearing this, the young man did not make a decision, he only said that he had to think about it again.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head and went out, he bought a horse for Shen Zhexue, and gave him some silver taels, telling him to quickly recruit for the position of the master.

Before parting, I still didn't forget to laugh at him a few times: "You are such a nagging person, you were born to be a teacher. I grew up so old, why don't you understand those principles, and need you to clarify them? But thank you for your willingness." Accompany me to give up on myself for a few hours, and these should be regarded as thanks, anyway, I am not short of money, young master."

Shen Zhexue cupped her hands to express her thanks, and said in her heart that she just wanted to chat with you, there are not so many useful principles in the world.

The two said goodbye, and Shen Zhexue rushed to the southern boundary without stopping.

He trembled along the way, and went around to check with the water mirror, for fear that the recruitment information would be taken down.

This opportunity is like a pie falling from the sky. If you don't rush to get smashed, you don't know when you will meet it next time.

At present, the spiritual energy in his body is pitifully low, and he has the strength to kill a chicken with a sword, but fortunately, in order to escape Taiqingzong, he spent nearly three years reading almost all the books in the Taiqing Library Pavilion. , often limped into the bookstore after being beaten, and stayed there overnight.

The first floor of the Taiqing Book Pavilion is mostly elementary exercises and folk miscellaneous books. After reading it, Shen Zhexue memorized it by heart. If it wasn't for the fear that Chunqi would reveal his whereabouts, he would be able to recruit people with all the miscellaneous things in his mind now. A storyteller.

When they arrived at Yuncang City in the southern boundary, everything was silent, the stars were sparse and the moon was bright.

Yuncang needs to register his identity when entering the city. As the hub of several realms, the southern border has a relatively flexible registration system.Shen Zhexue took the pseudonym "Shen Wu", strengthened the somewhat crumbling disguise formula, tested her race and whether she was infected with evil currents, dripped blood from her fingertips, and easily received a new identity card.

After entering the city, he touched his face and felt that he had become more and more proficient in using the Yi Rong Jue.

The large-scale disguise is easy to see through. Now he only slightly changes the bones, nose bridge, eye corners and other details, and he looks very different from before.

It was past Haishi, and it took some time to line up to get the ID card. When he finally entered the city, except for Xihuafang, the rest of the folk houses had closed their doors and went to sleep, and there were no vacancies in the inn.

After tying up the horse, Shen Zhexue simply sat on the ground, waiting under a few plum trees in front of the [-]th intersection of Longjing Street.

If someone opened the door tomorrow morning and a servant girl came out, he would go up and recommend himself.

It's early winter, and the night is cold and bone-chilling.

Shen Zhexue didn't feel cold.He has long noticed that Peak Lord Shen's body is insensitive to temperature, so sleeping in the open air is not difficult for him.

The branches of the plum tree hooked a round of cool moon in the sky, and the moonlight soaked his sigh, adding a bit of coolness.

He seems to be rushing with his life, but in the end he is not as fast as a cultivator.

Now that three months have passed, the hope that the company is still recruiting is actually not great.

But fortunately, the southern border is far away from the sect of cultivation, which was originally one of the ways he thought of.

Due to the humid climate, there are many exotic flowers and herbs in this world, and many doctors are good at preparing poisons and good medicines. Shen Zhexue remembers that there is a kind of spiritual grass produced in the southern world, which is crushed and brewed. The medicine is specially used to treat mental disorders caused by madness, bruises, falls and fear.

"Awakening Alone" is expensive in the other three realms, but it is not uncommon in the southern realm where it is produced.

Because of the medicinal properties, it can also cure the over-frightened and lost-soul disease after falling to the head, and it can be purchased with ordinary people's money. He plans to save money to buy a dose, and try to restore the hidden memory in this body.

After running for these days, she was inevitably tired. Shen Zhexue leaned against a tree and fell asleep for a while, when it started to rain.

Drowsy and drenched half of his clothes, he wiped the water from his face, and hid under the eaves of a family at Yishierdaokou to hide from the rain.

This body is not afraid of cold, but hates moisture.

Shen Zhexue pressed her arm, feeling that the water mist was about to seep into her bones.

Rainwater has accumulated puddles on the side of the road, and the stone road reflects the outline of lanterns under the eaves.

The rain came suddenly, and it lasted for nearly half the night, and it didn't stop until the sky was about to light up.

A faint blue floated in the sky, and slowly turned to crimson.

Only then did Shen Zhexue use the light to see clearly the plaque hanging in front of the house where he sheltered from the rain.

The plaque seems to be still young, and it is translucent and reflective after being brushed by rain.

The three words in the letter——

Don't look back.

Sounds like some ghost story.

Shen Zhexue read it silently, but she didn't feel scared.

Even if it is a soul who asks him to teach, as long as he is paid enough, he will dare to teach.

Why not just aspire to be the most reckless teacher in the cultivation world, Shen Zhexue thought vaguely.

The clothes on his body were already soaked by the rain, his body became extremely heavy, and his drowsiness swept over again.

Before he knew it, he hugged his knees and fell asleep again.

The rain clouds came and went, mixed with fine snow particles, smashing a messy spray on the ground.

Shen Zhexue did not sleep deeply, and could vaguely hear many voices in her ears.

Water falling on the stone slab is one, melting into the soil is another, and slapping on the flowers and leaves is another kind of ding-dong sound.

Slowly approaching is...

It was the sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella surface, as crisp as jade falling.

Shen Zhexue opened his eyes, and saw half of the dark umbrella shadow.

"Why do you sleep here, sir?"

The slightly hoarse voice was mixed in the rain, and it sounded very vague.

Slightly looking down, the water marks rolled out by the two wooden wheels can be seen, extending straight to the front.

Shen Zhexue raised her eyes and thought about it.

——Maybe I have a relationship with young people.

But the young man in the wheelchair in front of him is very different from the young man in the restaurant. The young man in the restaurant is full of youthful vigor, like a rising sun, with inexhaustible energy.

Compared with this young man who is not good at walking, his brows are still green, but his breath is like that of a twilight old man.

Shen Zhexue looked again, this person was pale, his lips were pale, and there was an unconcealable sickness on his face.

The frail young man leaned forward with his umbrella to cover Shen Zhexue, and said, "Sir, you just arrived in Yuncang City? Right now there are hardly any vacant rooms in the inn in the city, why don't you go ahead and take shelter from the rain."

A thunderbolt exploded from the sky, and Shen Zhexue couldn't hear the second half of the other party's sentence.

He stood up with his hands on the ground, and pushed the umbrella over to the boy, completely blocking the wheelchair.

He simply drenched himself into a drenched chicken, so why bother to harm this person.

Shen Zhexue answered him, with a slightly hoarse voice caught in the wind and rain, he said: "I have been waiting here for a long time to recruit this teacher."

The young man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and fixedly looked at Shen Zhexue.

The young man who was looked at didn't understand what he meant, but the young man suddenly smiled, "Then I have to invite you in, my name is Shi Yuan, and I live here. Don't look back. Our family is recruiting a master."

Shen Zhexue's mind was spinning slowly.

your family?Is it possible that a future employer will come to you as soon as you squat?

The wheels of the wheelchair ran over the stone slab, and Shi Yuan reached out to grab the copper ring on the door and knocked a few times.

A series of footsteps came from inside the door, and the first to arrive was an exclamation, "Little master, you are back! If you don't come back, we will jump into the Xieliu River!"

The one who came to open the door was a girl in a white dress and a pink dress. She had a beautiful face, but her temple hair became disheveled due to running.

Behind her was a four or five-year-old snow-white fat man in a light yellow short shirt, who spread his short legs and ran towards Shi Yuan.

The little fat man threw himself on the boy's limp calf, without speaking, and buried his head in tears.

Shi Yuan picked up the fat dumpling and put it on his lap, and said with a smile, "Why did it become like this again?" Turning his head to the girl, he said, "Ning Chao, don't give him any more candy, one piece a month from now on." Can't eat any more."

His tone seemed to be the master of Mo Huihui.

And after he hugged him like this, Shen Zhexue saw a fluffy orange tail behind the buttocks of the cute little fat man carved in jade.

It's a mixed blood fat orange cat demon.

Looking at Ning Chao again, even though the appearance is no different from that of a human woman, the devilish aura in her body is still hard to ignore.

After Shen Zhexue watched it, she let out a "huh" in her heart, feeling quite helpless.

Isn't this family's attributes a bit unusually rich?

Ning Chao seemed to have discovered Shen Zhexue just now, seeing that the man's clothes were drenched and he held up an umbrella for Shi Yuan, and asked with a smile, "Is this the young master's new friend?"

Shen Zhexue immediately said solemnly: "In Shenwu, I learned that Mo Huihui on Shuijing is recruiting a teacher, so I recommend myself." After a pause, "Please come in first."

After saying that, he finally bypassed the group of monsters who foolishly let the little master get out in the rain, and pushed Shi Yuan into the house.

The cat demon yelled behind him, and Ning Chao's eyes widened.

This person is in a mess, he looks like a refugee picked up by the roadside, but he is still a monk?

Shi Yuan's complexion was worse than before.

Seeing that he hid his clenched hands into his sleeves, Shen Zhexue reluctantly said to Ning Chao, "First, sir, please go and change into clean clothes."

The rain stopped and stopped, and the sun rose in the east. It was almost raining the sun.

The window of the hall is facing the light, and the morning glow is accompanied by raindrops.

Shen Zhexue completely saw Shi Yuan's appearance.

Eyebrows are clear and bright, and the moon is beautiful. Although she is not fully grown, she is a real beauty embryo, with a good skin and bones.

However, due to illness, no matter how good the appearance is, it will always be damaged, which is really a pity.

Apart from his rather handsome appearance, Shen Zhexue also noticed that this young man named Shi Yuan had a red mole under his left eye.

Is it a seal?

He squinted his eyes, then snuffed out the thought.

The red sand seal is a great seal, how can the flesh and blood of the human race withstand it.

And in the theory of facial features, Shi Yuan's mole is in a coincident position, and it is a standard mole of falling tears.

The tearful face was almost the only bright color on the young man's face, and compared with that pale face, it looked a little strange.

But Shiyuan is indeed an ordinary mortal.

Monsters, humans, and demons live together, and find a teacher who cultivates immortals. Is it possible to summon the dragon?

whatever.

Shen Zhexue shook his head, he had already encountered the adventure of wearing a book, and it would not be surprising if he encountered anything else.

Shen Zhexue felt more emotional the more he walked into Mohuitou.

This house does not look like an ordinary house from the outside, but there is a world inside.

He has just started learning Fengshui, but he has been a human-shaped purification instrument for so long, and he is very sensitive to spiritual energy and evil energy. Mo Huihui's spiritual energy is abundant, and it is by no means the amount that the Fengshui Bureau can gather. It must be some kind of natural treasure. Shengsheng created a blessed land.

What surprised Shen Zhexue even more was that spiritual tools of cultivation often had a restraining effect on demons, but Ning Chao and Xiaopangdun were not affected at all, and even their demonic and demonic aura became clean and pleasant to smell.

In a place full of aura, the layout of flowers and plants, and the orientation of pavilions and corridors will not make people feel distorted at all. Shen Zhexue is also a lover of small yards. As soon as he walked through the Moon Gate, he immediately fell in love with the pavilion style of Mohui.

It would be a real pleasure to be a tutor in this environment.

After changing his clothes, Shen Zhexue was placed in a guest room and ate his first full meal in the past few months, which was so delicious that he almost cried while eating.

A mortal servant brought hot water to Shen Zhexue to ask him to take a bath, and passed on a message: "The little master is not feeling well and has gone to bed first. Mr. Shen has been working hard on the road, why don't you rest for half a day?"

Shen Zhexue observed her words and expressions, her heart turned cold for the most part.

However, after all, it rained all night, the family was very polite, and Shen Zhexue was inconvenient to say anything, so she obediently took a hot bath and rested in the guest room.

Mo Huihui's guest room was fully equipped with bedding, and after Shen Zhexue lay down, the hazy morning light behind the bed curtain shone all over her body.

Mrs. Tang scalded the dampness away, and the quilt was warm and comfortable. The quilt was newly changed, fluffy and clean, and the cover did not have the dampness that is unique to the southern land.

Shen Zhexue has hardly had any sound sleep in the past three years. She usually falls asleep for two or three hours after being extremely tired. He hangs his life every day, and even a slight movement will wake him up.

Nervous, head hurts all the time.

The early winter wind blows the seasonal flowers and trees in the yard, the sun slowly evaporates the water vapor, and the sky finally clears up completely.

Lying on his side, he habitually touched the row of branch-shaped silver nails on his right ear bone.

Lying in a completely unfamiliar place at this moment, Shen Zhexue felt an unprecedented ease.

Even if the future is uncertain, I will not feel heavy in my heart, hindering this good sleep.

Mohuitou is a small courtyard that hides many secrets.

Shen Zhexue didn't care.

When he was drowsy, he still had a thought in his mind, even if the result of choosing another day was not good, he would still fight for it.

He likes this yard very much, but it is a pity for the bad little master.

There are traces of evil currents on Shi Yuan's body. If a mortal is infected by evil currents, even if he is lucky enough to retain his mind, his body will suffer severe injuries.

It must be painful day and night, and the sky is not a holiday.