"Hey~!"

Clenched his fists and lightly beat his legs, Chai Tiannuo had a wry smile on his face, speaking of which, it is true to find the body, after all, it is just a hastily rubbed demon clone, and it is thousands of miles away from the body.

It's just that the doppelganger is really weak now, and the body is scattered all over the earth, I'm afraid that the broken pieces are not as big as the falling peanuts, and it will be difficult to find them.

Speaking of which, it turns back again, and only with a strong body can you have a chance to find the body, but only by finding the body can you strengthen yourself.

"Isn't this stuck in a dead loop!"

couldn't help cursing, Chai Tiannuo got up and jumped down the dirt slope and sat on the ground, scolded the thief and grandmother again, and walked around the street with his sleeves flicked up.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, don't think about it so long-term, find a way to survive!

I first went to a porter's gathering place and tried it, and the huge sack was not to be moved, but I couldn't move it, and then I tried the miscellaneous work in the blacksmith shop, and the hammer couldn't dance a few times.

The shop guy Mafu tried it all over again, and Chai Tiannuo was completely discouraged, so this body was useless!

It was the word waste firewood, but it made Chai Tiannuo frown lightly and found the doorway!

The general will see two and a half sons selling firewood there, and the business is very good, and most of the time less than four bundles of firewood are sold.

If you can't carry heavy objects, then you will be less neat, how can it be counted as an item?

After looking at the bazaar in general, Chai Tiannuo took advantage of the fact that the sky was still bright and went up the mountain, ate the remaining rations hot, and rested early, so as to replenish his spirit for tomorrow's money-making plan.

Before dawn the next day, Chai Tiannuo got up, took a waist knife and walked to the old forest, and was busy working at the fallen dead wood.

The name of the mountain is down, and Chai Tiannuo, who is sweating profusely and pale, feels that this name is extremely appropriate to himself.

The old forest was full of firewood, and it didn't take much effort to clean up a large pile, and Chai Tiannuo rushed to tie bundles with tough vines, and then carried them down the mountain.

It's just that Chai Tiannuo really looked at his body bones, and after walking more than a dozen steps, he felt that he couldn't stand it, so he had to throw down a bundle and grin all the way.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but scold himself again, five bundles of firewood were only two bundles left at the foot of the mountain, isn't this the same level as the two half-sized children yesterday!

Chai Tiannuo, who had broken thoughts, finally rubbed to the gate of the city, and finally could only admit that he was not as good as a half-sized child, and he could only sell it cheaply if he couldn't hold it halfway.

Finally managed to reach the market, Chai Tiannuo sat on the ground, sweating profusely and panting.

Firewood is easy to sell, but it was bought before the incense stick, and the aunt who bought firewood carried the firewood effortlessly, looked at Chai Tiannuo, and said with some curiosity:

"You beggar is strange, how easy it is to reach out and beg for money, why do you go to such great lengths to chop wood and sell it for money?"

Chai Tiannuo didn't answer, just looked at the few beggars who were full of flattery and accepted people's money, and smiled bitterly in his heart, as a reader who reads the books of sages, in fact, he doesn't look down on those who have hands and feet but don't work hard.

The food that comes to the stomach is in the stomach, but there is still a bottom line of dignity?

Taking a closer look at the four eldest sons with a little rust in his hands, Chai Tiannuo held it tightly, swallowed and foamed hard and walked to the food stall, asking for a bowl of the cheapest clear soup noodles, and snoring before he could make a cup of tea.

Reluctantly used chopsticks to pick up the green onion at the bottom of the bowl and put it in his mouth, Chai Tiannuo exhaled a long breath of satisfaction, and the fireworks in the world were in the stomach, comfortable!

The rest of the time, Chai Tiannuo walked around the city, heard and heard, and also had a little understanding of here.

As the young woman who robbed the tomb said, the name of the small city is Fengcheng, which is the county seat of Fengxian County, and it can be regarded as a blessed land by the mountains and rivers, and the location is similar to Shaoyin County, all in the south of Shenzhou.

It's just that it is different from the division of the seventeen provinces directly under the Dahua Imperial Court, the area of the martyrdom is much smaller, and the system adopted is also very different, which is the ancient legend, the Kyushu system!

Fengxian County is under the jurisdiction of Qingliang Mansion, and Qingliang Mansion is a large mansion under the rule of Liangzhou.

Listening to the nonsense of passers-by from the past and present, Chai Tiannuo's forehead was a little sweaty, how did he feel as if there had never been a break between heaven and earth here.

And the history before the myth is the same as that of the world, but after that, it is very different, the human emperor still exists, and he is the emperor of the martyrdom!

However, this is just the royal self-esteem of the martyrdom, after the death of the real last emperor, there is nothing left in the world, only the Son of Heaven.

There are all immortals, gods and ghosts, but they rarely appear, but they can often be heard, even in the heavenly court, and they have not heard of annihilation, and they are still the main body of Taoist belief.

“…… It's getting more and more interesting! ”

Chai Tiannuo shook his head lightly, but he felt that his brain was a little confused, and this world was like another Shenzhou, another world, and another development path.

Combined with the concept of his previous life, Chai Tiannuo faintly guessed, could it be that this is another parallel space?!

After being confused for a long time, seeing that the sun was already setting, Chai Tiannuo came to his senses, returned to the food stall and ate a bowl of clear soup and noodles with the remaining two pennies, and then went up the mountain with a solemn mind.

After acting like this for several days, Chai Tiannuo realized that in fact, this was also a dead end.

Every day, there is almost nothing left from chopping firewood except eating, and for a few days, there are only three eldest sons left in their hands, and at this rate, they will not be able to get out of Fengcheng even if they are tired to death.

However, it is not in vain to walk around the county in the past few days, and finally found a way, and in Chai Tiannuo's view, he has a great future, and he is a contemporary scholar!

The bazaar is not visible, and the three or five generations of calligraphers are nested in the alleys that specialize in selling pen, ink, paper and inkstones.

A boxy wooden table, a boxy high stool, and then the four treasures, the scrivener does not have to work hard to write, but there are many people who ask for books.

Chai Tiannuo has roughly calculated, each scrivener has to earn at least 100 yuan per day, and now he is a huge amount of money, which is half a hundred bowls of noodles, which can survive and die!

On this day, Chai Tiannuo and Xiliu cleaned up, and entered the shop that sold the four treasures of the study with his three eldest sons, and asked seven or eight of them, but he could only smile bitterly, and the price was poor.

In the end, an old shopkeeper saw that he was pitiful, did not collect money, and his old pen, five pages of rough bamboo paper, as for the inkstone ink strips, do not think, the price is too high, so he used a bamboo tube and he filled some ink with the degree.

"That's right, if you have hands and feet, you should find a job to support yourself, when a beggar begs for money, but mourning, but the dignity of being a human being!"

The old shopkeeper said seriously, Chai Tiannuo did not explain, but just crossed his hands and bowed deeply, the old man was kind and sincere, this kind act, he wrote it down!

When he came to the end of the alley, he cheekily borrowed a table and stool from the shop next to him, and Chai Tiannuo set up a stall with anxiety and waited for customers to come to the door.

A group of scriveners looked at Chai Tiannuo, their faces were full of surprise, and they couldn't understand why a beggar wearing a god's costume wanted to write on his behalf.

Time passed little by little, and the apprehension in Chai Tiannuo's heart slowly turned into disappointment.

There are a lot of people who come, but no one is looking for him, most of them are familiar customers of a few scriveners, and they will not find a foil they don't understand, and as for the rest, no one will find a beggar to write on his behalf.

Some people died, but not completely......