"October 1st: I opened this new diary to urge myself to practice well, work hard, and practice swordsmanship hard."
"On the second day of October: Go boating with Fairy Miaoyu, get drunk and lie down on the beauty's lap, what a joy!"
"On the third day of October: I was admiring flowers with Fairy Yufu. I was bumped into by Shopkeeper Wang. I was almost beaten, but luckily I ran fast."
"On the fourth day of October: Cao Ren, Cao Ren! How could you be so depraved! You can't go on like this!"
"The fifth day of October: Climbing the mountain with Fairy Miaohua in the morning. Drinking tea with Fairy Miaoyu in the afternoon. Watching the moon with Fairy Hua Yiyao in the evening. Fairy Hua Yiyao is coming back from the mine, and we won't be able to see each other again for some days. It's a pity. What a pity. Her red bellyband tonight feels really good..."
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Cao Ren tore out pages of the diary and stuffed them into the earthen stove, which made the fire in the stove become more and more intense.
The firelight reflected on his handsome face, showing a bit of helplessness: "The eighth book, this guy likes to write diaries too much, and he also likes to hide them everywhere."
After traveling for more than a month, Cao Ren would burn a book every few days.
The senior's 'door' is always vigilant to him, and he cannot keep even one of these diaries.
Cao Ren was an abandoned baby who was adopted by his grandfather who was a scavenger. He started working part-time in elementary school to support himself. Just after graduating from college, his grandfather passed away due to a serious illness and owed huge medical expenses.
People have three thousand diseases in life and death, but the disease of poverty is incurable.
After giving up his postgraduate studies, Cao Ren became a part-time working prince, became the chief executive of the Sunset Red Dance Troupe, performed talk shows at night shows, worked as a country chef, skipped subject three in Haidilao, had a full-level scolding account on Didi, and once did it in one day at his peak. Eighteen part-time jobs.
After three years of work, my liver was broken. I had just paid off my debt and happily played a small game all night long.
When he opened his eyes again, he traveled to this world and became a handyman in Wuhai City, a subordinate of Taiyi Immortal Sect.
Life is unpredictable.
After a diary is burned, the steamed buns in the steamer are also out of the pot.
Four large meat buns, paired with a stack of crispy pickled radish, and a bowl of salty soy milk, it's a delicious breakfast.
Pick up the warm goose eggs in the pot and rinse the bowl with hot water.
Cao Ren put on a standard cyan black suit, a pair of black leather boots, and tied his hair in a bun, making his tall figure look even more upright.
There is a black waistband hanging on his waist, with the four characters "Taiyi Immortal Sect" written on it, and the word "handyman" hidden on the back.
He stuffed the goose eggs into his purse and hung it on his waist for lunch. He took out a bunch of keys and a long green sword hanging on the wall, and pushed the door open.
At dawn, Cao Ren went to collect the rent.
The long narrow street is paved with bluestone slabs, and is flanked by houses made of gray stone, with house numbers hanging on the doors.
This Puning Street is under his control. It has one street and seven alleys, with a total of 1,256 tenants.
In Wuhai City, being a handyman is a decent job.
When he first arrived, Cao Ren's memories about Wuhai City that he inherited from the original owner were very fragmented, with only some basic information. As for the in-depth and simple exchanges in the diary about admiring flowers and the moon with fairies and wives, not a single drop was left for him.
I quite envy his brain protection mechanism.
After all, after he confirmed that he had traveled through time, his first thought was: It's over, the browser history has not been deleted!
Fortunately, he has been severely beaten by society, so the matter of collecting rent is not a problem for him.
Within a month, everyone on this street was recognized.
"Manager Cao, are you going to collect rent again?" the neighbor greeted him familiarly.
"Yes, there are only a few households left." Cao Ren responded with a smile.
The women's eyes were filled with eagerness. Who can resist a handsome and polite steward?
Wuhai City was originally the outer gate of Taiyi Immortal Sect. With the gathering of scattered cultivators, it gradually developed into a city where thousands of scattered cultivators now live.
The world outside the city is full of dangers for casual cultivators, with ferocious beasts, monsters, evil spirits hiding in the dark, and terrifying evil cultivators waiting for opportunities. On every full moon night, a group of demons dance wildly and feed on the immortal cultivators, which is even more terrifying.
Wuhai City has a large defensive formation, and it is located on the spiritual veins of Wuhai Peak, which is safe and conducive to practice.
However, the houses in the city all belong to the Taiyi Sect, and casual cultivators rent them with Lingshi to gain shelter.
Puning Street, which Cao Ren manages, is at the outermost edge of Wuhai City. The monthly rent is ten low-grade spiritual stones.
Before the fifteenth of every month, Cao Ren must collect the rent in full. If he fails to complete the performance, he will have to deduct spiritual stones.
Casual cultivators who cannot pay their rent will be kicked out of Wuhai City before the 15th.
This is the rule of Wuhai City.
It is also the lifeblood of casual cultivators.
Today is the twelfth, and there are still dozens of households whose rent has not been collected. He is going to visit them one by one and talk to them about the rules.
"That shameless bastard stole the eggs laid by my goose! If he eats my goose eggs, I curse his father for not having an asshole!"
Before she walked a few steps, she saw Aunt Liu standing at the door at the end of the street, cursing, and a black goose about half the height of a person spread its wings and showed off behind her.
The sharp sound was heard by half of the street. When the neighbors heard the words, they all poked their heads to watch the excitement and whispered:
"The geese raised by Liu Daye are more ferocious than dogs. They often chase people and bite them. Finally, someone has treated her."
"That's right, this Liu Daye has done a lot of deception and kidnapping, and she has been arranging partners for the sake of spiritual stones. She should be the one who gives birth to a child without an asshole."
"If her son hadn't become an outer disciple of the Taiyi Sect, she would have been dealt with long ago."
Cao Ren subconsciously touched the money bag hanging on his waist and felt that the lunch suddenly no longer tasted good.
The goose was the one who made the first move yesterday, so it wouldn't be too much for him to pick up an egg as compensation. Sooner or later, the goose would be roasted.
He turned around and entered the alley, knocking on doors to collect rent.
The rent collection was going smoothly today. After Cao Ren set the rules, most of the casual cultivators obediently paid the rent.
"Guard Cao, I will pick up the guests today and promise to pay the rent before the 15th." An eighty-year-old monk in colorful clothes opened the door and promised Cao Ren.
"Old man Li, at your age, do you still have a rich woman looking after you?"
"When I was young, the guests would lie down and I would do it. Now that I am old, I will do it while the customers lie down. I have practiced a magic skill before and only started to use it when I got older. There are still a few customers who are good at it." Old Man Li smiled with a smile on his face. The wrinkles are like a blooming chrysanthemum: "Do you want to try it?"
"No need." Cao Ren felt a chill and couldn't avoid it.
Some low-level casual cultivators have to risk their lives to earn ten low-grade spiritual stones per month.
Every month there are casual cultivators who are kicked out because they cannot pay the rent.
Living in Wuhai City is not easy.
After flipping through the account book, Cao Ren frowned when his eyes fell on a name.
At the end of the seventh alley, Cao Ren stood in front of the door, about to knock on the door.
A bald middle-aged monk came out of the door with a money bag in his hand. He was wearing a wrinkled robe, and his protruding eyes were bloodshot, like an angry tramp.
There was a little girl standing behind the door. She looked to be about four or five years old. She had delicate features, but she was thin and small, and she was obviously malnourished. It was already winter, and she was only wearing a small skirt that had been washed white. Her toes were exposed from the straw sandals, and were red from the cold. A pair of bright black eyes looked timidly at the door, and Cao Ren was obviously stunned for a moment.
Cao Ren withdrew his gaze, looked at the man with a cold expression and said, "Jiang Dali, it's time to pay the rent."
"Cao... Manager Cao!" Jiang Dali was startled, and subconsciously hid the money bag behind him, with a smile on his fat face, "This... isn't there still three days left? I'll wait for the customer who bought my talisman. If you return the spiritual stone to me, I will definitely pay the rent immediately."
"You also know that there are only three days left. If you fail to pay the rent by then, according to the rules of Wuhai City, you and your daughter will be expelled from the city." Cao Ren said coldly.
This Jiang Dali is a talisman master who can refine first-level mid-grade talismans. He should have lived a relatively comfortable life.
It's a pity that he is a gambling dog, and the monthly rent is not paid until the 15th. Whenever he has a spiritual stone, he has to give it to the gambling house.
Jiang Dali's face turned pale when he heard this, and he showed a bit of panic. The hand holding the money bag shook, but he quickly calmed down, and his bloodshot eyes flashed with madness: "You're right, just There are only three days left, I will go to the gambling shop to win back the spiritual stones I lost before."
Cao Ren didn't try to dissuade him. He would not listen to people when betting on dogs.
"Father, you should pay the rent first." The little girl ran out of the house, grabbed Jiang Dali's sleeve, and begged: "If you lose again today, we will be kicked out."
Jiang Dali became furious when he heard this. He raised his hand and threw her heavily to the ground. He shouted angrily: "Broom star! Say something depressing to me so early in the morning! If you dare to say one more word, I will kill you." Throw the loser into the well like your mother!"
The little girl sat on the ground, her eyes full of fear, and she even forgot to cry.
The two-inch blade of the sword hanging on Cao Ren's waist popped out, but he pressed it back silently.
Jiang Dali turned around and left quickly. The alley echoed with his murmuring to himself: "Blessed by the God of Gambling, I will become rich today!"
Cao Ren also turned around and left. After walking more than ten steps, he couldn't help but look back.
The little girl was still sitting on the ground, holding her knees with her hands and burying her head, looking weak and pitiful.
Sighing, he turned back.
As if sensing someone coming, the little girl raised her head and looked at Cao Ren.
"It's cold on the ground, get up." Cao Ren stretched out his hand to pull her up. Her hands were thin and small, red from the cold, and covered with calluses and frostbite.
The lump in his chest was hard to remove, and the sword was half an inch out of its sheath.
"Yiyi is fine...Thank you, brother." Jiang Yiyi said timidly, her thin body trembling slightly in the cold wind.
"Jiang Yiyi." Cao Ren muttered silently, took out the still warm goose egg and stuffed it into her hand.
"This is..." Jiang Yiyi held a big goose egg in both hands. She had never seen such a big egg before.
"Life won't always be hard."
Cao Ren turned and left.
Jiang Yiyi held the goose egg and looked at Cao Ren's back in a daze.
"You bitch, if you eat my goose eggs, your father will lose every bet and die suddenly when he goes out..." Liu Daye at the end of the street put his hands on his hips and was still cursing angrily.
"Good scolding." Cao Ren didn't forget to praise her when he passed by.
The two-hour rent collection period was over and Cao Ren got off work.
After returning home and picking up a jar of home-brewed fruit wine, Cao Ren left Puning Street and went straight to the mission hall on Jinghong Street.
The casual cultivators crowded into the open space in front of the hall and rushed to take orders.
After greeting the handymen in the mission hall familiarly, Cao Ren took the wine and walked to the innermost room, knocked on the door, then directly opened the black wooden door with longevity patterns and walked in.
In the room, an old Taoist with white beard and hair was leaning on the recliner next to the huanghuali bookcase, basking in the warm winter sun. He was holding an ancient book in his hand. His every move was full of fairy spirit, and he did not even look up when he heard the voice. , just said: "What good wine did you bring me today?"
Lu Tu, the manager of the mission hall, whose biggest hobby is reading and drinking, is said to be quite popular among the Taiyi Sect.
"What I brought to Mr. Lu today is my home-brewed fruit wine." Cao Ren stepped forward with the wine.
"You brewed it?" Lu Tu put the ancient book in his hand on the small table aside, took the wine jar, opened the lid and smelled it, his eyes lit up.
He touched the Qiankun bag at his waist, and there was a glass cup in his hand. He poured wine into the cup. The clear wine had a ruby-like color and a rich aroma.
"This wine is a bit interesting." After taking a sip, Lu Tu nodded slightly. The taste was soft and the texture was silky. Although it was just ordinary fruit wine, the flavor was quite unique.
"Other people bring me wine because they want to get more spiritual stones." Lu Tu got another drink for himself and looked at Cao Ren with a smile: "You are quite interesting, little kid. You are obviously a sword cultivator and you have some strength." I am at the sixth level of Qi training, but I only choose simple tasks."
"Although these tasks don't pay much, they are better than safety." Cao Ren said with a smile.
"That's all, with your temper, you won't suffer much in the world of immortality." Lu Tu raised his hand, and a piece of paper fell into Cao Ren's hand.
Cao Ren glanced at the three tasks listed above, his eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, then I will go do the tasks first."
Before going out, he caught a glimpse of the ancient book on the small table with his peripheral vision. On the cover it read: Strange Tales from the Golden Vase...
The morning fog on Wuhai Peak had just dispersed, and Cao Ren was about to go down the mountain to work his second job.
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Fangjia Town, Nanshan.
Cao Ren killed a tiger-headed queen bee that looked like a piglet with one sword, then took two steps back to regain his composure.
At his feet were scattered the bodies of hundreds of one-foot-long Steller-headed worker bees.
At this time, lines of prompt information flashed in his eyes.
[You killed 666 early-stage hornet worker bees at the first level, and the experience value of sword attack +66]
[You kill 1 mid-level tiger-headed queen bee, and the experience value of sword qi slashing will be +18]
[You used the three non-stick movements in the battle, and the experience value is +10]
[The Tiger Bee Queen explodes with equipment: Queen Bee Sting. 】
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