Li Hongru was indeed born ordinary.

His father, Li Baoguo, was a merchant selling cloth in Dongshi, and from scratch, Li Baoguo finally settled down in Chang'an City.

There is no big wealth, but there is also a well-off.

According to Li Baoguo, decades ago, the royal family was overwhelmed, and there were disputes and wars.

In the end, it was the current Tang Emperor who ascended the throne.

Many people have taken advantage of this trend to stand on the branches, have great abilities, and become high-ranking officials.

Li Baoguo's ability was limited, he just followed and eventually developed commercially.

The Li family has no worries about food and clothing, and their lives are better than many people.

But really thinking about it, the Li family really only belongs to the ordinary class.

Without the shadow of our ancestors, and without top-level interpersonal relationships, it is difficult to get much help.

With just a glance, Yuan Shoucheng had already seen through everything on Li Hongru.

For an ordinary person, there is no problem in living a healthy life, but it is undoubtedly whimsical to break through this class.

Without a deep foundation, it is difficult to grasp even the opportunity against the sky in front of you.

Like the one who reads, nine out of ten people are stupid, and the road is in front of them, but it is difficult to comprehend anything.

How can there be so many Masters in this world who are willing to put down their bodies and spend their time guiding someone who has not yet started.

To understand is to understand, and not to understand is not to understand.

For many students, if they do not have a family background and background, they can only hope that glimmer of spiritual enlightenment to understand many scriptures.

Or like the ascetic monk, he sat in meditation all the year round, reciting back and forth, and spent his whole life almost focusing on a set of scriptures, and finally realized the mystery.

"In addition to a long life, what is the good of immortals, I am just an obscure lowly people when I go to the heavenly court after I have lost my mortal body, and it is better to live a wonderful life in the earthly world."

Yuan Tiangang's face was a little arrogant.

There is an uncle like Yuan Shoucheng, and he obviously knows a lot.

As an upstart in the imperial court, he was in high spirits at this time, and there were not many thoughts of becoming an immortal in his mind.

"They occupied the immortal court and formed a dynasty, and anyone who became an immortal must be governed and canonized."

"It turns out that what Cheng Xian wants is to be at ease, and at this time, Cheng Xian is just going to be a restrained immortal, and there is no fun at all."

"How can the new immortals have the power to resist, their immortal court is really stable."

"There are thousands of roads, but cultivating immortals alone is a dead end, and you can only go to the fairy court to be a dog."

"Although the fairy world is good, only the human world is the hometown."

Yuan Shoucheng gave Li Hongru a free life, which also caused some topics.

Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang whispered to each other, and the figures gradually faded away, and Li Hongru shook his head and came to his senses.

"Bah, I don't believe in your fortune tellers' nonsense."

Li Hongru spat hard.

Before today, he didn't believe in fortune telling.

It's just that he has suffered the impact of his worldview, and he is eager to find some possible people to know and determine some information.

But that doesn't mean he fully trusts and believes what the other person says.

In the final analysis, Li Hongru is just trying to seek some psychological comfort, and also trying to find a possible direction.

This is a choice that people tend to make when they are confused.

It's just that the result is not as Li Hongru thought, asking for a sign and getting a sign.

"People also say that my life is up to me, I can't help it, and I can't help it, and I'm still a fortune teller from you, hum~"

Li Hongru hummed angrily for a while, and then raised his legs and walked in the direction of Dongshi.

As a human being in two lives, he has a good mentality, and he has not completely fallen into this kind of talk.

The magic is wonderful, but Li Hongru doesn't believe that the other party can judge everything about him at a glance.

If it is a vicious statement, Li Hongru can give it to 99% of the people with the sentence "born ordinary, difficult to climb the avenue, difficult to have immortal fate, and the future is not bright".

It's a panacea.

It's just that Yuan Shoucheng knows his intentions, which is a great skill.

Li Hongru looked at himself.

At this time, he was only sixteen years old, his face was a little immature, and he was still young.

If you want to live together, young people like him mostly ask about their studies and future.

Li Hongru thought for a while, only to feel that he had found some basis for Yuan Shoucheng's judgment.

The blind man can still read words and looks, let alone a warlock like Yuan Shoucheng.

He comforted himself in his heart for a while, and the influence given by Yuan Shoucheng gradually disappeared.

"Immortal Garden!"

When erasing his own problems, he occasionally recalled mentioning them when the two whispered.

The immortals discussed by Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang are indeed different from the immortals in his ideals.

If becoming an immortal is just a lowly member of the immortal court and needs to be governed, how many big people in this mortal world are willing to become immortals.

was originally a Tianjiao, and he re-transformed into a member of the lowly family.

No matter how good the world is, it will not be safe to deal with it.

"Cultivating immortals is a dead end."

Li Hongru muttered a sentence mentioned by Yuan Tiangang in a low voice.

This was an accident, at least let Li Hongru know something other than cognition.

At this time, the sun is setting and the sky is gradually sinking.

Thinking of Li Baoguo's family rules and the need to go home for dinner at a fixed time, Li Hongru's legs and feet couldn't help but speed up a few points, and he gradually ran away.

Stepping out of Chunxi Street, I entered another lane.

After trotting for more than ten minutes, he had gradually moved away from the west gate area of Chang'an City.

The streets have no street lights and appear somewhat gloomy.

At this time, some shops and houses began to light up candles to reflect the light.

The people on the street quickly thinned out.

Occasionally, some figures are in a hurry, looking for a place to stay.

Except for specific days of the month and various festivals of the year, Chang'an City rarely gathers after dark.

Most people go to bed at night.

There are also a small number of wealthy people who have found venues early and started to have fun.

But relatively speaking, the general environment at this time is still very clear, and there are few dirty things.

A sound of beating at night sounded, and it was difficult to see people on the street that Li Hongru stepped into at this time.

The night is getting darker, and there is still about half an hour away from Bowang Street in Dongshi.

This time when I went back, I had to be scolded by Li Baoguo again, and I had to be complained by the Hakka family, Li Hongru felt a little depressed when he thought about these two people.

But thinking of the set of "Ming Ting Jing" that Rong Caijun would make in the past two days, he was happy again.

Anyway, this may be a new starting point, and he still has a lot to look forward to.

The sound of low footsteps echoed through the deep alleys, and then faded away.

When Li Hongru was running, there was no one on the street, and it was dark as far as his eyes could see.

Relying on his memories and the dim light of some tall buildings, his vision was limited, which forced him to slow down a little to prevent himself from accidentally bumping into something.

As he was moving quickly, he saw a white-clad Xiushi holding an umbrella in front of him, swaying around the street for a while, touching the wall from time to time.

This is obviously also an unlucky guy who didn't return home at night.

"This is Anjuli Street, go forward a hundred steps into Jinsui Street, whether you are hitting the tip or looking for the way home, don't take the wrong ......"

When Li Hongru kindly reminded him, he saw that the white-clothed Xiushi put down the umbrella and twisted his body slightly towards him.

"Give me my life!"

A deep voice rang out.

This also made Li Hongru's scalp tingle.

When he took down the umbrella, he clearly saw that one of the white-clothed Xiushi's heads was gone.