"Does Master Liu still come to our Taoist temple?"
Yang Zhen interrupted Tiezhu's memories and asked again, "Where is the Taoist priest?"
"It probably won't come." Tie Zhu shook his head and slowly explained: "Taoist Liu has a palm-sized white disk, which is called a formation disk. He said that placing this thing in the temple can keep you safe, unless something happens somewhere. God, he will never come back, otherwise he will keep it in his room and ask me not to touch it."
"That day when I carried you back from the well, you didn't wake up. I thought that Master Liu was an immortal and should have a way to wake you up, so I went to his room to have a look, and found that he was not there, and the array plate was not there. It’s gone, so…”
Tie Zhu held his head, a little depressed: "Daoist Master Liu is gone and will never come back!"
The sponsor left, and you had nothing to eat, Yang Zhen muttered in her heart.
He was a little strange. Normally, Taoist Liu had only been away for a few days and usually gave Tiezhu a lot of rewards. Why didn't he save some money?
But he couldn't ask this question anyway, otherwise he might not be a friend anymore. Yang Zhen was also very frustrated. He had a lot of questions that he wanted to ask an immortal. For example, what kind of person can have spiritual roots? Is it possible for him?
"If I can't cultivate immortality, what's the point of me coming to this world?" Yang Zhen murmured to herself.
At this time, night has completely fallen on this mountain forest, the sky is dotted with stars, and the bright and winding galaxies are clearly visible. Under the starlight, the mountains are undulating, the woods are shadowy, and unknown insects are chirping in a low voice. It is quiet and beautiful.
Yang Zhen looked up at the beautiful starry sky and was lost in thought.
Tie Zhu was still immersed in memories.
The two of them stopped talking and remained motionless, like two stone statues.
After a long time, Yang Zhen broke the tranquility. He remembered a question: "You just said that Daoist Liu lives in his own room?"
"Yes. Our Taoist temple has a wing. It used to be the old Taoist priest, and later it was Taoist Liu. They all lived there."
"Surely Daoshi Liu won't come back?"
"affim."
"Except for us, is there no one else in this Taoist temple?"
"No, just the two of us." Tie Zhu looked at Yang Zhen strangely: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Then why are we staying in the door bed?" Yang Zhen turned around and left: "Let's stay in the wing room!"
"This is impossible!" Tie Zhu hurriedly grabbed Yang Zhen: "Even if Taoist Liu leaves, what if... what if another immortal comes to our Taoist temple, where will you let him live?"
I bet you are still waiting for another immortal to come to your door!
You think this is a paradise in the cave, and the immortals come up on the pole!
Does this count as sitting back and waiting?
Yang Zhen couldn't help laughing.
…………
The next day, morning. On the grass in front of the Taoist temple, two teenagers were dancing with guns and sticks.
Last night, Yang Zhen pulled and pulled, and finally pulled the reluctant Tie Zhu to the side room. The room was not big and was very clean. It was a completely different world from the Taoist temple outside that was covered with dust and cobwebs. There is a futon in the room and a single bed. Tiezhu and Yang Zhen are still half-grown children, so the two of them sleep on it without feeling crowded.
However, Tie Zhu felt uncomfortable all over and kept mumbling. He got up in the middle of the night and went to sleep on his bed with a door panel. Yang Zhen didn't sleep soundly, and the familiar tearing feeling of headache came again, making him almost cry out several times. Later, he took out the wood carvings and small stones and rubbed them in his hands while thinking about some random things. I don't know if his attention was distracted, or if these two little things were magical, but the headache gradually stopped and he fell into a deep sleep.
Despite this, he was still full of energy when he woke up the next day and started learning Tie Zhu's stick skills - this was what the two had agreed to do last night.
The stick technique passed down from Tiezhu's family is not profound, just a few simple movements such as "hitting, splitting, covering, sweeping, piercing, picking, and teasing". Yang Zhen learned it after practicing it twice. This body also showed quite good talent in learning martial arts, which once again surprised him.
Even the simple stick technique is hundreds of times more powerful than the previous flurry of energy. Now Yang Zhen has such a similar stick technique, coupled with his quick reactions, strength and endurance far beyond his age. Even if a dozen more beggars like yesterday came to fight with each other with sticks, Yang Zhen believed that the final victory would definitely belong to her.
After practicing the stick technique, the two of them stripped naked by the well and each scrubbed their bodies. Yang Zhen put on the clothes that the old woman gave him yesterday and tied her long hair into a ponytail. Her whole face took on a completely new look and she no longer looked like a beggar.
After using the leftover pancakes from last night, Yang Zhen told Tie Zhu that starting from today, he would find a job in the county town and hoped that Tie Zhu would join him.
"We cannot be beggars for the rest of our lives. We must be able to feed ourselves with our hands!"
"The Taoist temple cannot be our home. Our home is there!
On the way down the mountain, pointing at the bustling city under the clear sky, Yang Zhen shouted loudly.
…
The two came to Zhuyang County again.
Although it was only one day ago, this was only my second visit to this city. Yang Zhen's mentality is completely different from yesterday. Yesterday, he was curious, confused, and scared. Now, he has put these negative emotions behind and is cheering up, confident and determined.
This city is no longer the strange ancient city it was yesterday. With the experience of living in an old woman's house, I have a person like Uncle Shaobing who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside. This city has already made him feel a bit friendly and have an initial sense of identity.
Yang Zhen believed that he would be able to find a foothold in this huge Zhuojiang County.
…
The first place Yang Zhen chose to apply for a job was a restaurant.
This is a three-story building. It looks quite old and simple and restrained. The first floor is probably a dine-in restaurant, and it is very busy and busy. It seems that the breakfast here is very popular. The second floor looks like a teahouse, with steam rising from it. Yang Zhen's room on the third floor was probably a private room. Since it was morning, there was probably no one around and no sound could be heard.
There was a waiter standing at the door of the restaurant, wearing a gray soap coat, waiting for guests.
Yang Zhen came over with Tiezhu, followed the example of adults, stretched out her hands to bow, and sang "O".
"This little brother, is the manager of your restaurant here?"
The waiter found it amusing when he saw two children coming over. The leading boy had a strange braid and was serious about saluting and speaking like an adult. I happened to have some free time at this time, so I responded with a smile:
"Whose child are you? Are your adults having tea and dinner in our restaurant? Come, come, come, I'll take you in to look for you..."
Seeing the misunderstanding from the waiter, Yang Zhen waved her hand quickly:
"I'm not looking for someone. I'm looking for the manager of your building to discuss something."
"What's the matter, tell me first."
Hearing that he was looking for the shopkeeper, the waiter was surprised. He looked at Yang Zhen and the other two, they were all dressed like ordinary people, especially the big one at the back, whose clothes were even more shabby, so he felt relieved and thought it wouldn't be a big deal. thing.
Yang Zhen hesitated slightly. The waiter had to pass this test, so she made her purpose clear:
"My two brothers were hit by a rat infestation at home, and they are living here. They want to find a job in your restaurant..."
"no!"
Before Yang Zhen could finish her words, she was flatly rejected by the waiter.
The waiter raised his hand and pointed at the iron pillar:
"Your brother looks like this... Our restaurant is open for business, and this dignified appearance should not scare away our customers. You don't need to go to the shopkeeper, it won't work! I will take you there, and you will get scolded if you don't say anything!"
I was rejected by the security guard at the door before I even met the interviewer! Yang Zhen secretly felt unlucky and had no choice but to come up with plan B:
"Little brother, you misunderstood. It's not my eldest brother who is applying for a job, it's me."
"You?" The waiter looked Yang Zhen up and down: "How old are you this year?"
"Nine... no, ten... ten years old!" Yang Zhen felt vaguely uncomfortable and spoke a little faster: "Don't think I'm young, I can write and do math, sweep the floor and wipe the table, serve tea and water , juggler, waiter, I can do everything!"
Yang Zhen patted her chest and tried to act like an adult. Of course, in a sense, he is indeed an adult.
"Ha..." the waiter sneered: "You are capable of everything? With your small body, can you handle the dishes? A toad yawns, it's such a loud tone, hey!"
After the waiter finished speaking, he lifted the towel over his shoulder, turned around and continued to greet the guests.
Yang Zhen got angry and jumped around: "Why do you look down on me? I can do everything you can do! You are jealous of your talents. I want to see your shopkeeper!"
Yang Zhen wanted to continue reasoning, but was stopped by Tiezhu. Looking back, I saw Tie Zhu's lips tightly closed, his face flushed, and he looked very angry.
"Let's go!" Tie Zhu said bitterly.
The two left the restaurant and walked for a while with their heads down. Tie Zhu suddenly said: "Little Shitou, I want to go by myself."
After that, he walked in the other direction.
I was hurt by what the waiter said just now! Yang Zhen sighed and watched Tiezhu disappear at the end of the street.
…
After a bad start, Yang Zhen was not depressed. When looking for a job, how many people have succeeded in just one interview? It wouldn’t be complete without visiting every “business” in the city!
Yang Zhen has a fellow student who studied finance. He graduated from a very average school and has little chance of staying in the local area. When it came time to find a job, he went to one company after another in the city's busiest commercial street to submit his resume. Finally, he got his wish and got a job at a large company, received an attractive salary, and stayed in that city.
As an inspirational story, his experience was often discussed at gatherings among fellow villagers, and Yang Zhen was naturally familiar with it.
Yang Zhen planned to visit all the restaurants, shops, workshops, and inns in the city, and ask every one of them. If it didn't work in one day, it would take two days; if it didn't work in two days, it would take three or five days. If he didn't believe it, he wouldn't find it!
The shop in front has a high wall, a large door, and a big "Dang" sign written on the welcoming flag outside the door, with words on both sides:
Life is about things that come and go, and things in the world are just like things.
This was a pawn shop, Yang Zhen walked in.
PS: There is only one chapter today. I am going out in the afternoon, so I combined some of the revised content into one chapter and posted it. Forgive me!
