When Xie Xiaoman returned home, she was followed by an ox cart full of copper coins.

So she was in a good mood, almost sweeping away the gloom of the past, as if the whole world had become brighter.

I have to say that although money is not everything, once you are penniless, it will indeed become more difficult to live in this world.

A spoonful of food and a scoop of drink, that is Yan Hui's life, and it is also the life that Confucius admired. It's a pity that for a monk like Xie Xiaoman, there are too many things to pursue, too many things to buy. The kind of chic and unrestrained that doesn't change its pleasure can only be reduced to the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, but it's just an occasional imagination.

Of course, if you don't embark on the path of cultivating immortals, with Xie Xiaoman's identity, you can live like that. Find a pure place, do not be involved in worldly fame and fortune, do not have complicated personnel troubles, simply read a book, blow the mountain wind, plant a little food and vegetables enough for yourself to eat in front of the door, and it is best to have some tea trees, occasionally change wine, so the white clouds, that is the real hermit, quite a meaningful life.

However, things are like this in the world, once you have chosen a path, there is no turning back.

Each road has a different scenery, since this is the case, there is no need to mind, let alone regret, even if it is stepping on the wind and rain, there is also a wonder.

This is Xie Xiaoman's idea, and it is also the principle she has always been using to do things.

There is no need to regret the things in front of you, do them with your heart and from your heart. Do what you want, perhaps, this is also the truth.

So, even when she's short of money. There is no thrift like the small people, calculating the expenses. It's not because she still wants to borrow money from the Xie family, it's just that she knows. There is no endless road. This may be a bit of a wanton drunkenness today, but it is also her mind that is not involved in a blockage.

It was precisely because of these reasons that she did not rely on her own cultivation to rob and steal. She is a person with a bottom line, and this bottom line, this kind of morality, is not what should be or shouldn't be, right or wrong, but a simple self-judgment.

If I did this. Will the heart be comfortable.

This is Xie Xiaoman's morality, and it is also the basis for her to do things for others.

The matter of Lanyue Tower, even if An Zi does not come to find it in person. When she should have struck, she will do it.

Sometimes, Xie Xiaoman will think of Guo Pu's matter, whether the latter also has such morals. I would rather face the danger of exposing myself. also want to save Xu Zhefeng's life.

If you don't save it, you will feel uncomfortable. If you feel uncomfortable, life will become boring.

This notion may seem premature to some. There are a lot of uncomfortable things in the world, such as groveling, finding yourself inferior to others, and more. I found that I wanted to save people, but I didn't have the strength to fight against the evil forces.

Facing this kind of thing. Many people will think that just put up with it. After all, he is not omnipotent, he can't be a superman if he has an S on his chest, the world is bumpy, and if you experience more, the edges and corners will be smoothed. If you see more, you won't have so much resentment and distress. If you are numb, you will mature. In their view, everyone needs to be "mature" and must be "mature".

But they don't know that in this world, there are people like Xie Xiaoman and Guo Pu.

If you don't grovel, you will be stumbled and go through ups and downs? Then he stumbles at will, and every bump and fall he has experienced is not a grind?

Find yourself inferior to others? Then work hard and work hard until you outperform each other!

Want to help others but don't have the power? Then go and strengthen yourself! Even if there is only one or two points of power as light as a feather, you must do it desperately, even if you can't get any results, at least you can be worthy of your conscience.

Do as one pleases.

This heart, in fact, is the conscience.

Whether it is Xie Xiaoman or Guo Pu, they all think like this and do so. Therefore, no matter whether they are living well or badly, their state of mind is clean and unstained, and they live freely.

The heart is like a mirror.

Although there are things, they can also be free from dust.

Two ox carts drove into the alley, and Xie Xiaoman sat on the wheel of the first ox cart, sitting side by side with the coachman, chatting casually.

The coachman is specially hired by Lanyue Building, and he is usually responsible for picking up and dropping off some distinguished guests, especially during the curfew at night, so he will be the sergeant who patrols the gate of the fang, so to speak, and is also a character in the fireworks alley.

He was used to nodding his head, and at this time he was talking to Xie Xiaoman respectfully, but his eyes always revealed something different from usual.

He also heard the screams of the female ghost before, but now he feels palpitations just by thinking about it. But the girl in front of her simply surrendered the female ghost.

Although he didn't see the process, under the rumors of several turns, the process of exorcism became more and more exciting. The young coachman was full of awe, and glanced at Xie Xiaoman from time to time, and his heart was pounding.

Even when he escorted the important ministers of the imperial court and the big names in Wuyi Alley home, his heartbeat rarely increased.

Xie Xiaoman was sitting next to him, where could he not feel the hot gaze that was about to roast himself? kept gossiping with him all the way, just to make him feel that he was just an ordinary person, and he didn't have three heads and six arms. Who knows, the effect is very unsatisfactory.

If it weren't for the fact that he was really not used to staying in the airtight carriage, Xie Xiaoman would have gone back to hide in Qingjing.

"Ahh I forgot one important thing! Xie Xiaoman patted his head, took out a bunch of talismans from his arms, picked a few, and handed them to the coachman, "These are town characters, you take them back to Sister An Zi, and let her put a few in the perennial shade of the Lanyue Building, even if it is for good luck." You can also post it at home, and you can't let you run for nothing. ”

The driver's eyes widened, and he was a little reluctant to excuse himself for a while, and he was still driving with the reins in his hands, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

Xie Xiaoman didn't see his careful thoughts, and at this time, he directly stuffed the talisman into his clothes, and the matter was done.

The coachman became more and more sluggish, only to feel that the talisman was almost hot, which disturbed him. Just now, when this Immortal Master Xie stuffed the talisman seal into his arms, he seemed to feel the temperature on her hand again...... Just thinking about it so simply, the coachman almost palpitated so much that he almost crashed into the bullock cart coming from the opposite side.

This palpitation has nothing to do with men and women, it is just a simple awe.

For the coachman, Xie Xiaoman is like a high-flying immortal, such a character actually chatted with himself and had physical contact with himself, although it was just a rubbing. But for him, it seems that he has received a blessing from a high-energy and great virtue, and it seems that the whole person is going to go for a few years of good luck!

How can he be so virtuous, he should covet this!

Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he looked at the coachman's increasingly red face and the heartbeat that even she could hear.

She doesn't like the kind of person who stands in the center of the stage, and she is even more unaccustomed to the worship of others, so she rubbed her nose a little crampedly, and the small freckles on her cheeks were a little obvious because of embarrassment.

Fortunately, the ox cart has already driven into Nanluo Alley, and this "torturous" trip is finally coming to an end.

Xie Xiaoman was a little happy in his heart, raised his head to look at the pedestrians coming and going in the alley, smiled, and greeted the neighbors he knew.

But unlike usual, when the neighbors saw her, although they expressed their doubts about the splendid ox cart she was riding, it was more of a kind of horror.

It's not that I'm afraid of her, as if I'm afraid that I'm too familiar with Xie Xiaoman and I'm involved in something.

When one person is like this, Xie Xiaoman is just puzzled. But when the three and four of them hurriedly avoided themselves, the smile on Xie Xiaoman's face completely retracted.

"What these guys are! I don't know how to be polite! If you see that Immortal Master Xie doesn't come up to ask for peace, it doesn't matter, you take the initiative to greet them, you just give them a lot of face, and they still don't appreciate it! Isn't this looking for death? Even the coachman was indignant.

Xie Xiaoman shook his head, although he was puzzled in his heart, he guessed some reasons: "I'm afraid something happened at home." ”

What she thought in her heart was that maybe Xiaobai had done something upside down, so that the neighbors would look at it and think it was haunted.

When the ox cart went deeper and deeper into the alley, and the plane tree appeared around the corner, a faint smell of blood also drifted into Xie Xiaoman's nose with the scattered autumn wind.

She frowned, got up and hurried, and came to the front of her yard.

The door of the courtyard was open, and outside the courtyard were a few people who were still wailing freely, and Xu Zhefeng was half-squatting there, holding a hemostatic charm in his hand.

"What's going on?" Xie Xiaoman didn't like the scenery in front of him a little, "What about Sister Xianglan?" ”

"Sister Xianglan has returned to the room, but she was a little frightened, and it is fine." Xu Zhefeng looked up and saw her, his face beaming.

Xie Xiaoman looked at him, glanced at the person who was rolling on the ground in pain, and his expression became a little cold: "Why are you here?" ”

Hearing the word "you", Xu Zhefeng sensed that something was wrong, and patiently explained at this time: "They saw how you first arrived and wanted to shake." I'm just here to return the book. ”

Naturally, it is "Scattered Cultivation Record".

"Come and return the book, why did you get together with them again?" Xie Xiaoman looked coldly at the bloodstains on the ground, and the hemostatic talisman that had been consumed, "Do you know them?" ”

"Yes, I do." Xu Zhefeng did not lie.

"I really didn't expect that Guo Pu desperately saved it with his life, and it turned out to be a white-eyed wolf!" Xie Xiaoman laughed angrily, raised his leg, and kicked Xu Zhefeng's knee. (To be continued......)