Four days later, the library.
Read the copied Taoist scriptures sincerely and carefully.
In front of him, seven Taoist scriptures were spread out word by word. This is the result of Chen Mu's labor these days.
Two of them were copied by my predecessor, and the remaining five were copied by him.
Chengxin put down the last Taoist scripture and picked up the front one: "I'll look through it again, and again."
"You will have to turn the book over if you continue to read it." Chen Mu reminded him expressionlessly.
I just said I was just flipping through it, but I read it word by word from beginning to end.
Is this guy trying to default on his debt? !
Chen Mu narrowed his eyes, silently walked to the corner of the desk, and quietly touched the inkstone with his right hand.
After thinking about it, I slowly grasped the pen and washed it with my left hand...
After a long while, Chengxin reluctantly closed the page.
He raised his eyes and noticed Chen Mu's small movements, and his eyelids twitched. Is this scholar so tough? !
Although the handwriting has indeed changed somewhat, it has become more elegant and beautiful. It’s the same as the wall carvings in the Patriarch’s Hall.
And if you look closely, you will find that this word is consistent with the original handwriting.
I can only admire the other party's outstanding talent and improvement in calligraphy skills.
He had never heard that Xie Sui could inherit the talent and learning from the original work, or even go further.
I really guessed wrong.
Just when Chen Mu couldn't help but take action.
Chengxin took out a small gray cloth bag from his sleeve.
"A little polish is not a sign of respect."
Chen Mu immediately smiled: "It's not too small, why don't you watch it for a while?"
"No, the handwriting is beautiful and generous. It has the feeling of an ethereal immortal. It is a rare good calligraphy. Mr. Li is extremely talented in calligraphy and will definitely become a great man of the generation." He complimented sincerely.
"Sincerity is a reward," Chen Mu said modestly.
The two chatted for a while, and then Chen Mu left.
After copying the scriptures, it was time for him to go home.
…
At the gate of the Taoist temple, Chen Muzheng said goodbye sincerely.
"Huh?" Chengyi suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
Chen Mu couldn't help but turn around and look.
Qingfeng Temple is halfway up Xiaodong Mountain, with a stone staircase leading directly to the foot of the mountain.
At this moment, a figure was running from the bottom of the mountain.
With one step, he jumped five or six meters. After a few ups and downs, he was halfway through the mountain road.
Chen Mu was stunned.
"Why is this man running so fast?!"
My scalp tightened and my heart couldn't help but jump.
"There are martial arts in this world that make people fly over walls and walls!"
He couldn't help but think of the Taoist priests practicing martial arts at Qingfeng Temple. Can they also fly over walls?
Chen Mu thought it was just a guidance technique to strengthen the body.
"Master Chengyi, do you want Qingfeng Guan to teach martial arts?" Chen Mu looked at Chengyi with bright eyes.
Chengxin withdrew his gaze and glanced at Chen Mu: "Master Chen wants to learn martial arts?"
"Unfortunately, Qingfeng Guan Martial Arts only teaches direct disciples." Chengyi said lightly: "Master Chen is already an adult and does not meet the requirements for accepting disciples within the Guan."
"Isn't there any explanation from lay disciples?" Chen Mu refused to give up. This is a martial art that can fly over walls and fly over walls!
Sincerity smiles without saying a word.
Chen Mu wanted to ask again, but the figure who was still at the foot of the mountain just now came to the two of them.
This man was dressed in black attire, with a black-handled wild goose feather knife hanging from his waist.
The other party came with a strong wind in his face. As soon as he stood firm, he said anxiously: "Is Taoist Master Fengnen here?"
"Captain Lu?!" Chengzhi's face changed: "Master has not returned from the mountain. But where is the evil spirit again?"
Captain Lu turned his head and looked at Chen Mu: "Let's go in and talk!"
Chen Mu stood at the door of the Taoist temple, looking at the two figures hurried away with an incomprehensible expression.
Martial arts? Evil?
This world is really amazing!
He wanted to see how powerful his martial arts was and what evil spirits were.
This unknown world is a huge treasure to him, waiting for him to explore.
Chen Mu couldn't help but get excited: "This world is huge, I want to see it."
…
Qingshan County Dongmen, Dongshi Rongliang Rice Shop.
Chen Mu, who was eager to see the world just now, felt as if someone had poured cold water on him.
"Ten measures of white wheat, one cloth bag, Chenghui sixty-two copper coins." The rice shop clerk put the gray cloth bag on the counter and looked at Chen Mu with a smile.
The one hundred and fifty copper coins on my body were not warmed up, but almost half of them were gone in one go.
If you eat freely, this white wheat will be enough for more than half a month.
Plus the consumption of firewood, oil, salt, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Forget about seeing the world, if you can’t continue to make money, you won’t have to worry about whether you can have food to eat next month!
It’s not easy to live...
…
Carrying a rice bag, Chen Mu left Dongshi and made his way to Ping'an Fang in the southeast of the county.
According to memory, Chen Mu stopped in front of a house.
This is the former home. My father fell ill and died a few years ago. His mother died young again, leaving him alone to live here.
Opening the copper lock, pushing open the gray wooden door, Chen Mu stepped in.
The courtyard is not big, with a vegetable patch on the east side, a thatched shed on the west side, and a mud stove below. There is also a well next to it.
“Although the sparrow is small, it has all the necessary features. It’s a nice place.”
In the main room, there is a square table directly opposite the door, with two long chairs next to it.
Chen Mu came to the west window.
There was a long wooden table with pots and pans on it. After pouring the white wheat into the black rice vat next to the table, Chen Mu sat down at the square table to rest.
Time travel, evil spirits, practicing calligraphy, and copying scriptures, he has never been idle for a moment since he came to this world.
Now that everything had settled down, he was a little confused.
Make a living by writing and drawing pictures like before?
He could almost see the end of that kind of life at a glance.
Live frugally and work hard to save money; when you get older, you can scrape together a living to marry a wife. Then give birth to a child who doesn’t know whether to be filial or not. Then spend the rest of your life in the hustle and bustle of daily necessities.
You can say it's true, but you can also say it's mediocre.
This is almost a replica of Chen Mu's previous life.
But now that he has been given the opportunity to travel through time, he no longer wants to live that same life!
He's going to make a fortune! He's going on an adventure...
Bang bang bang!
There was a sudden knock on the door.
"Open the door!"
Who is this? Chen Mu opened the door in confusion.
A tall, thin man in his fifties stood at the door.
The other party said calmly with a cold face: "Collect rent."
A memory quickly came to mind.
Li Enwu, the second housekeeper and rent collector of the Wang family.
Although he has lived in his own house since he was a child, the house does not belong to him.
"Steward Li, please come in." Chen Mu said politely.
"No need." Butler Li waved his hand and said coldly: "Pay the money."
"Wait a minute, I'll get it right away." Chen Mu turned back to the house and took out a black pottery bowl from under the bed.
Tao Weng has a gray cloth seal, the size of two fists.
Unwrap the sealing thread, flip it up and down, and a small pile of copper coins will pop out.
This is all the savings from the previous life.
Quickly counting out three hundred and ten copper coins and putting them into a small bag, Chen Mu returned to the door.
"Steward Li, please collect March's rent." Chen Mu handed over the gray bag.
Butler Li took it and raised his hand twice, nodded slightly, threw it to the two strong men behind him, turned around and left.
Chen Mu closed the door and went back to the house, sighing and counting the coins.
"Including the proceeds from copying scriptures, there are still two hundred and thirty-two coins in total."
"Fat meat costs twenty-four copper coins per catty. With this little money, you can't even buy ten catties of meat."
He wants to venture into the world, but first he has to make money to eat.
