Song Ciwan hid in the rain in the grocery store on the corner for half an hour, and finally figured out that what appeared in front of him turned out to be a scale!

Only she could see the scale, and only she could touch it.

Don't ask her how she knows, it's probably a feeling in the dark that makes her realize that she has signed the only contract with this scale.

After the contract, Song Ciwan was able to use this scale to weigh the strange things in the world and sell them.

How to sell?

For example, the angry anger that appeared on the weighing pan before, which was contaminated by Song Ciwan these days, the scales extracted it, and after Song Ciwan sold it, he got a 30-year life.

That's right, it's 30 years of life!

At that time, Song Ciwan was stunned, and the moment Shou Yuan merged, he suddenly felt refreshed, and his entire vitality seemed to have risen a lot, and the fatigue caused by the previous work and rain was swept away.

Song Ciwan, who was shrinking in the corner, straightened her waist slightly, ordinary people washing demons will indeed have a short lifespan, but she can actually increase her longevity!

It's just a few days of working in the washroom, and the anger on his body can be sold for 30 years, who can say that this transaction is not cost-effective?

The road of immortality seems to be in front of you.

Of course, if she could, Song Ciwan didn't actually seek immortality, she just wanted to go home.

But what's the solution? The crossing was a one-way ticket, and she couldn't go back.

If you come here, you will be safe, so let's live well. It doesn't matter if it's three years or five years, or a hundred years or a thousand years, life has to pass, right?

The scales disappeared into the unnamed space again, and outside the door, the rain stopped.

After the storm, the sky is as blue as a wash, and the noise in the streets is gradually sounding.

The officials of the city patrol department came over with helpers and carried away the corpses on the ground, and the people laughed and said, "It's raining, but the tiger is not hot this autumn." ”

Under the refreshing sky, Song Ciwan carried her guinea demon fat intestine again, hugged her gray clothes, and walked to Jishanfang, her home in this world.

Jishanfang is located in the south of the city, and the demon refining platform is actually in the south of the city, and there are only three streets between it and Jishanfang, which is not far away.

After walking into Jishanfang, most of the neighbors are familiar with each other.

Someone saw that Song Ciwan was embarrassed, and immediately grabbed his little grandson who was treading water on the street, and hurriedly said: "Ouch my Bao'er, the broom star is here, hide away!" ”

Some people also felt pity for Song Ciwan, and Aunt Jinhua of the Yu Tou family asked with concern: "Yueniang, you didn't bring an umbrella and got rainy?" Then you have to go home quickly, take a hot shower, is there enough firewood at home? ”

Yueniang is Song Ciwan's nickname, and most of the familiar neighbors call her like this.

Song Ciwan responded with a smile: "Thank you, auntie, I have enough firewood." ”

Aunt Jinhua smiled when she saw her, and immediately said happily: "Hey, you can be regarded as a smile, it's really good, this person has to think about it." Depressed all day long, self-pity, you don't say anything about your own sadness, your father and mother can't rest assured underground, right? ”

Pulling Song Ciwan, Aunt Jinhua chattered for a while, and Song Ciwan listened carefully.

After the two said goodbye, Song Ciwan had two more hot cakes in his hand. Song Ciwan wanted to give the fat sausage in his hand to Aunt Jinhua, but this Aunt Jinhua couldn't ask for it.

She was disgusted and distressed: "Good boy, how can you eat this thing as a little lady?" Hurry up, throw it out and feed the wild dogs! ”

Song Ciwan didn't lose it, so he picked up the hot cakes and ran away with the fat intestines.

The fat intestine is washed clean from the original body, and the anger has been removed, although it is not good-looking, it can actually be eaten.

This type of demon beast goes into the water, the big people of the demon refining platform don't look down on it, the stewards of the Huan Wash don't disdain to eat it, and the handymen will take some when they get off work, which is probably one of their few "work benefits".

Back in front of his house, Song Ciwan had fat intestines in one hand, cakes in the other, and a ball of gray clothes under his armpits, his hair was wet, and he really took care of one or the other when he opened the door.

At that moment, a person came out from behind the wall of her house.

The man was thin and tall, a fair-faced young man, his eyes were gloomy, his hair that was always neatly combed was slightly messy at the moment, and his expression was indescribably melancholy.

Song Ciwan looked at him, and the man opened his mouth, surprised and bitter: "Yueniang, you ...... How did you become like this? "In the past, Song Ciwan was beautiful and pretty, and she was a girl like a mountain stream and spring water, how could she have been so embarrassed?

Oh, this young man who asked Song Ciwan how he had changed was the ex-former, unmarried, and husband-married husband of the original body, Wang Yi!

Let's ask, in the face of the scumbag's classic sentence "How did you become like this", how to slap your face to be hearty, and only then can it be regarded as revenge?

Song Ciwan thought about it and decided to repay the other in his own way.

She immediately said in a quiet tone: "I went to the Huan bathroom, and I am in the company of demons, how can I not change my appearance?" Haven't you changed too? Wang Yi. ”

Wang Yi was suddenly shocked, and his eyes showed pain: "I'm sorry, Yueniang, it's me who is useless, my mother has to withdraw from her family, I want to stop her, she will force her to die, I can't help it, I really can't help it!" ”

Song Ciwan said gently: "Then you can also force your mother to death, go on a hunger strike, jump into the river, and hang yourself...... If you just want to die, what way can't you? ”

While speaking, Song Ciwan slowly approached Wang Yi: "That's your mother, she will feel sorry for you after all, how can she really watch you die?" In this way, you and I can still be together, even if I go to the Huan Bathroom, it will be a little ominous, but so what? Whether we live or die, we are together after all. ”

Wang Yi: ......

Wang Yi's face turned white, Song Ciwan took a step forward, Wang Yi took a step back, and when Song Ciwan finished speaking, Wang Yi's back slammed into the courtyard wall next to him.

"Ahh Wang Yi screamed in panic, and the whole person jumped up and shouted, "No! Don't come here! ”

As soon as the words fell, he turned and fled. That speed, that posture, I don't know, I think there is a demon chasing after me.

Song Ciwan: Hehehe.

She smiled softly, and laughed wildly.

The scales reappeared in front of him, and a fist of blue-gray air masses lay on the weighing pan.

Looking carefully, a piece of information poured into my mind: [Human desire, greed, hatred, ignorance, love and fear, a catty of three taels and seven dollars, can be sold. 】

It's really interesting, it turns out that Wang Yi's feelings for her are so complicated, such complex feelings, she can still get the scales to sell it.

It turns out that Tianweighs can not only sell anger, but also sell people's seven emotions and six desires!

Song Ciwan did not rush to sell this group of people, but first pushed the door home and closed the courtyard door, and then operated the sale.

After selling, get a scripture.

This scripture poured into her mind like flowing water, Song Ciwan hurriedly memorized it with her heart, recited it carefully, and found that after reading it, this was actually an exercise: Sitting and forgetting the Heart Sutra!

What is sitting and forgetting?

Detached from the form to wisdom, the same as Chase, is to sit and forget!

This Heart Sutra is subtle and meaningful, mystical and very, containing the supreme truth of life, cultivating the mind internally, cultivating the true qi outside, ethereal and vast, and endless.

The best thing is that it has no trace, no form, no form, ever-changing, and unpredictable.

To put it simply, this is the practice of Lao Liu's cultivation, and after refining, you can not only use it to simulate other mana true qi, apply most techniques in the world, but also perfectly hide yourself.

Oh, Wang Yi, Wang Yi, you are such a great treasure!

Song Ciwan stood in the courtyard, the corners of his mouth turned up, and smiled.

Laughing and laughing, I saw a "quack" sound in a goose cage surrounded by a corner of the courtyard wall.

The door of the goose cage opened, and a proud head and a slender snow neck came out, followed by a dignified and plump body.

White-haired and red-eyed, pacing.

Hey, what a big white goose!