If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 304 The Art of Change
Chijuro said: "That day, the City God sentenced Manager Hu to wear the shackles for three months. Wearing the shackles of the underworld, the wooden shackles cannot be seen in the world of the living, but the effect is more powerful than the wooden shackles.

The person is paralyzed in bed, it is difficult to move, and it hurts when touched.

Shopkeeper Hu wailed day and night and could not sleep well. His family thought he was dying.

Now that the three-month period has expired and the shackles of Hades have been removed, he has recuperated for nearly a month and is full of life again."

Li Xianzhi suddenly realized, "I almost forgot that when Guan Chenghuang not only deprived him of his three treasures of fortune, wealth and longevity, he also made him wear the cangue for three months as a warning to the public."

Then he wondered, "The three-month deadline has already passed, how come he is not only alive, but also so wealthy and showing signs of making a fortune?"

Shopkeeper Hu was full of energy, and his curses were loud and repeated over and over again.

After listening for a while, Li Xianzhi understood the whole story.

A few months ago, Manager Hu divided the family business and gave three thousand taels of silver to his son-in-law.

The son-in-law used the money given by his father-in-law to buy a shop in the West Market, which is now a silk shop.

At first, the son-in-law was inexperienced and lost a lot of money. Manager Hu simply gave his own network of contacts to his daughter and son-in-law, and asked his wife to help out, while he stayed at home and waited for death.

A few months later, Manager Hu recovered, and his son-in-law became rich. Together with the Cai family's original capital of more than 2,000 taels of silver, the total capital of 5,000 taels of silver multiplied several times, and he became a wealthy man with an fortune of millions.

In order to avoid the verdict given to him by the City God of Guan that "all the family wealth will be squandered and he will die in poverty", Shopkeeper Hu divided up all his property early on, not keeping any cash for himself. He usually asked his son-in-law for help in getting medicine, rice and vegetables.

Now that the son-in-law has become rich and has the energy to spend money, he wants to return the silver that he gave him that day.

If Cai's son-in-law only asked for three thousand taels of silver, he could barely bear it.

But Manager Hu not only wanted the "capital" of three thousand taels of silver, but also a share of the profits earned from the capital.

At least give him 10,000 taels of silver.

Shopkeeper Hu gave his own reasons: First, while he is still in good health and can run and jump, he plans to take his wife to the Hami Kingdom in the west, to stay away from the City God and the tragic fate.

The travel expenses for traveling abroad and the capital to start a new life abroad both require a lot of money.

Secondly, he had invested money and provided connections, which had indeed helped his son-in-law turn losses into profits. Several big deals that made his son-in-law rich were all related to his old friends.

In order to help their son-in-law save money, the Hu family even lent the empty pawnshop warehouse to their son-in-law Cai as a warehouse.

Manager Hu's reputation was ruined, and the pawnshop would definitely not be able to continue. The huge warehouse was empty, so it was better to lend it to his son-in-law to store the newly bought silk.

Over the past few months, he not only saved a lot of money on rent, but also made a fortune by stockpiling large quantities of goods, buying low and selling high.

For all these reasons, the son-in-law should naturally repay him!
Of course, there were reasons why son-in-law Cai had quarreled with his father-in-law for so long: first, his father-in-law had asked him for a lot of money for food and medicine in the past few months; second, his father-in-law was dying at the time, and he forced his son-in-law to pay for the funeral supplies, which was another considerable expense; third, although son-in-law Cai had become rich, he was not the only one who had received a share of the family property and was rich now.

Manager Hu has two sons, three brothers, and five nephews. Each son received 50,000 taels, each brother received 10,000 taels, and even the nephews received 5,000 taels.

He was a son-in-law, and he only had three thousand taels.

When the family property was divided, Cai's son-in-law got the least.

But he was a stranger after all, and he was too embarrassed to speak out even though he was upset.

Now he, a person with a different surname, is asked to pay the most money to honor his father-in-law, and he can't bear it.

But even though the father-in-law and son-in-law had a falling out, judging from financial resources alone, the Hu family as a whole not only did not decline, but instead showed a thriving momentum.

According to Cai's son-in-law and his wife, although their family has made a fortune, Manager Hu's sons, brothers, and nephews have more capital and earn more.

At that time, Manager Hu was lying on his sickbed, but he was still helping his son-in-law instead of his son and brother.

It’s not that Manager Hu favors his son-in-law, but that his son-in-law is the worst and always loses money.

When Shopkeeper Hu saw his son-in-law paying the money, he felt as if he was paying the money himself. The pain in his heart offset the pain brought by the shackles of the underworld.

"The prince is a smart man, why did he say such ignorant words today? Whether judging people or looking at fate, we can't just look at the moment. Being good at one moment does not mean being good for the rest of your life." Chijuro said.

Li Xianzhi sighed, "How many people would never dare to dream of such a 'temporary friendship' as that of Shopkeeper Hu's family.

There must be many ordinary people who are willing to exchange a lifetime of poverty for a moment of happiness.

Many more people have been poor all their lives, without any happiness in their lifetime or at any time.”

Chijuro shook his head and said, "Don't just look at one life, look at the past, present and future, three lives and three lives."

Just as Li Xianzhi was about to speak, Chi Jiuluo suddenly reached out and pulled him, whispering, "Hurry up, Yu Fengxian is leaving."

"Where did Xiao Fengxian go?"

Li Xianzhi looked towards the original location, but found that there was no trace of "Village Girl Yu Fengxian" there.

"In front, behind the vendor selling candied haws." Chijuro reminded.

Li Xianzhi saw a group of children.

A fifty-year-old man was walking in front carrying a pile of candies, and a dozen children were following behind him, drooling.

Among them was a half-grown child, “suspected” to be Yu Fengxian.

If she had not changed her clothes and hair accessories, he would never have mistaken the drooling girl for Yu Fengxian.

"What are you doing?" Chijuro grabbed Li Xianzhi who suddenly took a step forward.

"I really don't understand. I need to go and ask," said Li Xianzhi.

"Keep watching." said Akajura.

"What are you looking at? Is there anything that can't be answered directly by asking? With Xiao Fengxian's alertness, it is impossible for her not to notice us." Li Xianzhi asked puzzled.

If she couldn't get the answer, she wouldn't let them see anything. Chijuro said calmly: "If you are impatient, you can go back first. I will come back and tell you after I finish reading it."

Li Xianzhi originally had some things to deal with, but after hearing what the old monk said, he put aside his annoyance and his mind calmed down.

The two men followed quietly behind the old man selling candied haws, not getting close but just following him from a distance, their eyes always fixed on the greedy little girl among the group of children.

The old man originally came from the West Market. Now he walked along the bluestone floor to the city gate, intending to enter the city.

The children were not "city people" and stopped because they were too far away from their homes.

The greedy little village girl Yu Fengxian moved very naturally, leaving the group of children behind and walking into the laborers at the city gate.

Tianmen Town has a prosperous business and there is a great demand for labor to transport goods.

Especially for merchants from other places, it is impossible for them to travel thousands of miles with a group of assistants. If they want to purchase goods, they usually only bring one or two accountants and a few immortal warriors, or they are also good at martial arts, and they will hire assistants to help them handle the goods after arriving in Tianmen Town.

As a result, the city gate became a "labor market", often crowded with hundreds of young and strong people from all over the country. Most of them had practiced some basic kung fu, and although they may not have the method of breathing and internal strength, they were physically strong and had no problem carrying boxes and sacks weighing two or three hundred kilograms.

Since it is a labor market, it is naturally impossible that all the people there are young and strong laborers. There are people selling soy milk with a shoulder pole, some are baking pancakes on a tin stove, and there are also businessmen or shop owners who shuttle through the crowd to select strong laborers.

Li Xianzhi was shocked to see that Yu Fengxian was obviously a little girl, but she squatted under the city wall naturally, holding a piece of grass in her mouth, indicating that she was waiting to be hired. She squinted her eyes and looked around, while at the same time enjoying the sunlight falling on her head. There was an intoxicated enjoyment on her face. She almost turned into a skinny coolie waiting to be selected by an employer.

Not a novice coolie yet.

Instead, he is a middle-aged laborer who has worked for twenty or thirty years and is experienced and patient.

The middle-aged coolies are the true portrayal of coolies. They started working in their teens and have been working for twenty years. They should be strong middle-aged men, but because of years of hard work, they appear older than their actual age.

"It's simply amazing. This demeanor and temperament, even the vicissitudes of life accumulated over the years are not lacking at all."

Li Xianzhi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, it's not just his demeanor and temperament. Except for his face and clothes, his soul seems to have changed. He has completely blended into the crowd, without any disharmony."

"Keep watching." Chijuro said calmly.

His voice and tone were relatively calm, but his eyes were very uneasy.

After a while, Li Xianzhi saw that her "soul" had changed again and turned into another kind of coolie.

He used to be a middle-aged coolie, but now he is a sick and frail coolie.

About a quarter of an hour later, she changed again, becoming a young laborer with a lot on his mind.

Gradually, Li Xianzhi discovered a pattern: before each change, similar coolies would appear near her.

"She's imitating them!" he exclaimed.

Chijuro sighed softly, "She is observing all living things!"

"Now that I understand, how about we go and ask her?" Li Xianzhi said.

Chijuro hesitated and said, "I already understand, why are you asking?"

It's not that he didn't have questions, but he felt that if he asked directly, the other party might not tell the truth.

"I could have chosen not to ask, but now I feel like I won't be able to think clearly if I don't ask."

Li Xianzhi said this, then took a few steps closer, staring at Yu Fengxian.

Xiaoyu, who was eating sesame cakes and basking in the sun in the corner, seemed to sigh softly, got up and walked away from the city gate.

Li Xianzhi and Chijiuluo did not speak a word, but followed in tacit understanding.

When they came to her, she had transformed back into the dazzling Feather Phoenix Fairy.

"I'm practicing the Village Girl Sword. What are you doing following me?" Xiaoyu spoke first.

"You seem to have become a completely different person all of a sudden. How can we not be curious?" Li Xianzhi felt that he had every reason to be surprised.

Xiao Yu said: "The Nine Flower Sword imitates famous flowers, and the Village Girl Sword imitates ordinary people, that's all."

Chijuro said: "Even your 'qi' has changed. If you use the Qi-gazing technique, you are just a village girl, a coolie, and a mean accountant who selects coolies."

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Master, is there any flaw in the change of my aura?"

Chijuro pondered and said, "You have a big flaw in front of me, so I can find you.

But to many ordinary sorcerers who are proficient in divination, your changes are impeccable."

Xiao Yu smiled even more broadly, and said without hiding anything, "I have been studying Xiantian Yishu recently, and I am just getting started.

You see me squatting under the wall basking in the sun, seemingly doing nothing, but in fact I am very busy in my mind.

I was observing the small movements, temperament, expressions, clothing, body shapes and appearances of the common people. The Qi seen through the Qi-watching technique is actually the momentum formed by these details, which is very similar to the momentum of martial arts.

Once you understand the composition of 'qi', you can adjust your mind, spirit, body, intention, and internal qi, which in turn affects or even changes your own 'life qi'."

Chijuro said with a complicated expression: "This principle is difficult for ordinary people to understand, but it is common sense for practitioners. Understanding it may not mean that you can do it.

In fact, many immortals or fairies who are good at the art of transformation are far inferior to you.

Even if they become another person, only their appearance will be different, and their spirit and temperament will be very different, not to mention that it is like you have changed your soul and even your 'life energy' has changed."

——You have just come into contact with the innate Yishu, and you are just at the beginning. What is the value of my two hundred years of cultivation?
Chijula ​​was upset, but when he thought about how he had also been reciting the "Randanger Sutra for the Dead" for hundreds of years, but was unable to convert the ghost soldiers, while the other party had only listened to the sutra once, and in more than half a month, he had converted nearly 100,000 ghost soldiers. He became even more upset.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

It is obvious that he was outstanding among his peers in Nalanda Monastery.

(End of this chapter)