To the south of Fucheng, Jini Lane.
There are many old mud houses on both sides of the alley. Many of the houses have leaks, and their owners have patched them up with wood. As time goes by, they start to look more and more like the old cotton-padded jackets worn by their owners.
There are so many people in the alley today that the local residents in the alley dare not speak loudly. Children are held in the arms of their adults and their mouths are covered, for fear of disturbing the dignitaries in the alley.
In front of a dilapidated mud house, a buffalo lay lying on its stomach, and around it stood seven or eight men in official robes.
They are all important figures in Maiyue City, but now they can only wait outside the door.
The magistrate stood at the end of the line. He put his fat legs together and did not dare to move an inch because there were chicken excrement on his front, back, left and right. This was the only place he could find a foothold.
In front of him, there was a stern old man in his sixties, who was the prefect of Maiyue Prefecture. At this time, the prefect was very angry.
"Magistrate Cao, let me ask you, according to the imperial regulations, all serving government officials should have a public residence. Why does Mr. Zhang Cheng... Mr. Zhang live here?" the magistrate asked sternly.
Magistrate Cao secretly cursed the bad luck in his heart, but with a respectful look on his face: "Report to the magistrate, I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter when I get back and give Mr. Zhang an explanation."
"Huh!" The prefect snorted angrily.
The atmosphere outside was tense, but inside the house was peaceful.
The mud house has one room, one living room and one kitchen. Although the area is not large, it is well organized by the owner.
At this time, Zhang Chenglin was cooking dumplings in the kitchen. The water was already boiling. He poured dumplings into the water one by one. His emotions fluctuated greatly. In his arms, there was a letter from his parents.
The text in the family letter was crooked and took up the entire yellow paper. There were more typos than correct words, but it made Zhang Chenglin burst into tears when he read it.
He used to think it was noisy, but after so many years outside, Zhang Chenglin now regards it as a treasure.
Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
The yamen official wanted to go home.
In the living room, the oil lamp gave off a faint light, bringing light to the two guests. Even if the guests did not need the light, they could see clearly.
"Don't worry, Madam Liu. Since I already know about this matter, I won't stand idly by." Yi Ning looked at the kitchen and said with certainty.
When Liu Jiangyan heard this, his eyebrows were filled with joy, and he gave another blessing: "Senior is so kind, Jiang Yan would like to express my gratitude to all the people in the mansion."
"It's your job."
Yi Ning reached out to help him, and Liu Jiangyan was flattered.
When she left just now, the jade pendant reacted. Liu Jiang swept away the smoke, but did not find the mysterious man on the other side of the Yamen.
She thought it was just mortal curiosity, so she went to knock the jade pendant, but just as she was about to ignore it, the jade pendant made another noise.
Liu Jiangyan was a little unhappy, so he wanted to go back and take back the jade pendant. However, when he returned to the Yamen, he immediately saw the man in white robe.
With just one glance, Liu Jiangyan knew that he had found his senior without even looking at the buffalo behind the man.
After that, she accompanied Senior Yi all the way to the alley. Although she only spent a moment with the white-robed senior, Liu Jiangyan felt extremely relaxed both physically and mentally.
It's not that she has never seen a big man in the Nascent Soul Realm, and she has even had conversations with the National Master of the Daqian Kingdom, but Liu Jiangyan feels that the National Master does not have the temperament of Senior Yi, which is a very mysterious feeling.
"Are you sure this reincarnation stronghold was broken a few days ago?" Yi Ning asked again.
Liu Jiangyan: "Yes, the City God has detailed records. If you want to see it, you can always see it."
"All right."
Yi Ning rubbed his nose and felt helpless. In this case, there was a high probability that he had caused the destruction of the reincarnation formation.
Fortunately, Fuzhong City God found out in time, Liu Jiangyan and the others provided support quickly enough, and no casualties were caused.
Therefore, Yi Ning already owed everyone in Maiyue Mansion a favor.
He wants to correct the path of reincarnation at all costs!
"Masters, the dumplings are here." Zhang Chenglin walked out with a plate full of dumplings.
The dumplings are steaming hot, with oil droplets mixed with water droplets hanging on the thin skin, which is particularly tempting.
Liu Jiangyan wanted to refuse, but seeing that Yi Ning had already sat down, she had no choice but to accompany him. The word "eating" had been far away from her for who knows how long.
Yi Ning found Zhang Chenglin standing aside and said with a smile: "Sit down and eat together."
Zhang Chenglin waved his hands quickly and said he didn't dare.
The fact that he can look directly at the immortal master like this is the reason for Yi Ning's easy-going temperament.
"Your parents braved the wind and rain to make the dumplings for you. If you don't eat them, how dare we eat them first? Come and sit." Yi Ning didn't move her chopsticks and just looked at each other.
Zhang Chenglin was in a dilemma. After hesitating for a while, he mustered up the courage and sat down.
"Eat, why do you think I am the owner of this room?" Yi Ning said with a smile.
Zhang Chenglin scratched the back of his head and looked embarrassed.
Then he picked up a piece of dumpling and put it into his mouth, biting it lightly with his teeth, and the familiar smell of pickled cabbage moistened his tongue.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a little wronged and wanted to cry.
By some mistake, Zhang Chenglin choked up and asked the question he was suppressing in his heart: "Master Immortal, Cheng Lin doesn't understand, is hard work really useless in this world?"
"The prefect who I have been unable to speak for eight years is waiting at my door. I know they are here for you."
He looked outside the house, "So in this city, you really can't get ahead without connections?"
Yi Ning did not comfort him, but said: "Indeed, without interpersonal relationships, it is indeed half the result with half the effort."
After receiving a positive answer, Zhang Chenglin lowered his head and clenched his fists.
Then I heard Yi Ning say again.
“But that doesn’t mean that hard work is useless.”
“A person’s origin and connections determine the person’s lower limit of achievement.”
"However, the upper limit of life is infinite. There are no bottlenecks and no limitations. This is true for everyone."
"And hard work is the key to exploring the upper limit."
Yi Ning took a dumpling for Zhang Chenglin, "Think about it, what would your life be like now if you didn't work hard?"
If we didn't work hard, would life be like this?
Zhang Chenglin frowned and thought hard. If he failed, there seemed to be a high probability that he would still be in that village.
Maybe they were following the example of the older generation in collecting corpses and barely supporting their families.
Or he might join the gangsters in the village and become a bandit somewhere, and die in the wilderness one day.
The most likely thing is to eat at home and wait to die...
It seems that life is indeed not as good as it is now, even though today's life is not satisfactory to me.
After thinking about it, Zhang Chenglin stood up and saluted. This salute was a teacher's salute, not the etiquette of ordinary people to immortals.
Yi Ning accepted it calmly, and then thought of something.
He turned to ask Liu Jiangyan: "The outbreak of the Reincarnation Road happens every night?"
Liu Jiangyan nodded in agreement.
"Then there are still a few hours." Yi Ning looked at Zhang Chenglin again and asked, "Do you want to become stronger?"
"Become stronger?"
"Well, to stimulate your potential, I want to see how far your unicorn can go."
