The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 3: Live to be , a Righteous Ranger

Located in Jiangzuo, it is the seat of the county magistrate.

The golden sunset illuminates the rolling roofs.

This city has both wealthy and powerful families and poor and common people.

The Zhu family, to which Zhu Yingtai belonged, was located in the neighboring Yuzhang County. Some of the people in the court served as Chief Censor, Provincial Governor and other high-ranking officials with a salary of two thousand stones.

The carriage arrived at the dilapidated East Gate area, where the roads were muddy and the houses were low.

Zhu Yingtai looked at the passers-by curiously through the carriage window, and the pale-faced passers-by looked at the noble carriage timidly.

"Let's stop here. It's not convenient at home. I'll invite Brother Zhu to visit another day." Liang Yue gestured. The East Gate was a mixed crowd. It would be bad if some bad guys targeted this fat sheep.

After getting off the carriage, Liang Yue walked all the way to a cleaner alley and stopped in front of a house with a yard.

Liang's house was not as dilapidated as other civilian houses.

A poor family is still a family after all, just poor. Liang's grandfather was once a county magistrate, and his father was acquainted with the principal Lu Qianzhi. Otherwise, Liang Yue would not know how to visit the principal of the academy if he wanted to.

His parents died in the war, and now only his grandmother and Liang Yue are left in the Liang family.

When I pushed open the door, I heard the sound of a loom running in the house.

The old lady was sitting by the window weaving. Perhaps because of her poor eyesight, she kept her head down, as if she was about to lie on the loom.

There was hot glutinous rice and bacon on the dining table.

Previously, the grandfather and grandson could only eat glutinous rice and wild vegetables, and occasionally some lard as a meat. Since Liang Yue came to the academy to study, he usually helped the children of the gentry with their homework, and earned two strings of cash a month.

"Grandma, I'm back."

The old lady raised her head and smiled, "Yue'er, hurry up and eat. You came just as it was ready."

"Well, grandma, come and eat too."

In the past, my grandmother wove bamboo baskets and sold straw sandals to supplement the family income. Later, when Liang Yue had an income, she stopped doing the physically demanding work and wove some cloth as a pastime.

Liang Yue did not stop them. There was no square dancing in this era, and a little exercise would be beneficial to the physical and mental health of the elderly.

As night fell, the grandfather and grandson buried their heads in their meal under the oil lamp.

Liang Yue returned to his clean room.

The oil lamp was lit, the candle flame flickered, and his complexion was bright and dark.

Liang Yue copied lines of words on the paper.

The corpse-reincarnation immortals focus on the cultivation of the soul and pay attention to the realm of the soul.

The first level is [Nourishing the Spirit], followed by [Controlling Objects], [Night Tour], [Day Tour] and so on.

Liang Yue’s current state is to nourish his spirit.

Calm your mind, refine your qi and nourish your spirit.

The most important thing is the true Qi, which feeds back to the soul and makes it stronger.

However, true Qi comes from spiritual Qi. Now that it is impossible to cultivate true Qi, this path is basically cut off.

According to Ning Yangzi's idea, after the first corpse transformation, one can break through to the level of controlling objects.

Afterwards, Ning Yangzi injured his physical body and spent most of the rest of his time hiding in the mountains.

So back to the original question.

"The most urgent task is to live to be eighty years old." Liang Yue tore the paper into pieces.

He didn't want to be like Ning Yangzi, who was inflexible and only knew how to practice in seclusion; the power of his soul could make him a genius in the secular world, and he could continue to study and learn by analogy, and perhaps he would have the opportunity to practice magic.

Otherwise, it would be nonsense to have only the realm but no supernatural power.

No wonder Ning Yangzi hid in the mountains all day long. After all, any random soldier or bandit could kill him.

The art of martial arts and worldly power are the capital for Liang Yue to make a living.

The oil lamp was blown out and the room fell into darkness.

Liang Yue fell into a deep sleep.

At midnight, before dawn in the east, the dew drops are like pearls.

Liang Yue heard some rustling noises, as if some large beast was running very fast, and there was more than one.

"Huh?" Liang Yue woke up quickly.

Could it be that a thief broke into the house and stole something? He stole something from a completely empty house? That's outrageous!
He put on his coat and tiptoed to the door.

Look out through the crack in the door.

……

The bearded man held the sleeping three-year-old girl in his arms and moved quickly through the streets like a Jaguar until he was blocked in a dead end alley.

"Stop! You apostate! Surrender now!"

Three masked men in black slowly approached with steel knives in hand, the knife lights were freezing cold.

The bearded man gently placed the girl on the ground and drew his sword from his waist. Buzz! !
The emerald soft sword was unsheathed, and the four men started fighting. They moved like birds, with strength like a bear and agility like a snake. The soft sword was both hard and soft, twisting at incredible angles and stabbing the enemy's vital points.

Whoosh! !

The knife flashed and cut off the wrist of the last man in black.

"Master Qu, please spare my life! I am also following the orders of the real person and dare not resist."

"Master? Haha, you still have the nerve to tarnish Master's reputation. Over the years, you rice thieves have issued rent and rice taxes and squeezed the people. I was planning to leave secretly, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel as to threaten my daughter!"

"I don't want to be associated with you!"

hum!
The soft sword suddenly stiffened, pierced through the black-clothed man's head, and penetrated deeply into the wall.

"Phew, it's finally over."

The bearded man let out a long breath and turned around to pick up his daughter.

"Be careful on the upper right!" Suddenly, a man's voice came from the entrance of the alley.

Whoosh!
The bearded man rolled over to avoid the fatal arrow, then pulled out a dart and shot it to the right.

thump……

The body of the man in black fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, and he twitched for a while before becoming motionless.

"Thank you for your reminder, my friend! I am Liu Chong from Huainan. May I ask your name?"

Seeing the figure outside the alley, Liu Chong clasped his fists in thanks.

The figure approached, and he was startled by the man's youthful appearance.

"The scholar Liang Yue is an unknown person." Liang Yue bowed in return. Judging from the content of his spiritual sense just now, this man is a good person and a martial arts master.

"Brother Liang, please leave quickly. There may be pursuers soon, and I don't want to implicate you." Liu Chong hugged his daughter lovingly. His daughter was not asleep, but had fallen into a coma due to a high fever after the long journey through wind and rain.

Seeing this, Liang Yue said, "Your daughter must have caught a cold. I have read a few medical books. Why don't you stay at my humble home and get treatment while hiding from the pursuers?"

In this era, the barbarians eat people, the noble families kill people, and almost all resources are controlled by the upper class. When Liang Yue sees a person with real ability, how can he let him go easily?

There are good and bad people in this era. Don't look at the fact that he is a scholar. If the playboys in the academy want to kill him, they can only talk at most. What matters is that he has the ability to support himself.

Good people are consistent in their words and deeds, and have the style of the Han Dynasty knights.

Judging from the conversation between this man and the man in black, this kind of person is a typical hero who hates evil and keeps his promises.

Those who have not experienced it personally will not understand the righteous men in ancient times who valued their promises over profit.

Liu Chong was somewhat tempted, but didn't want to trouble Liang Yue. He looked at his daughter again and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Thank you, brother. I will be rewarded handsomely in the future if I work hard for you."

"Brother Liu, you are too polite. Please follow me."

The two of them walked around several alleys and finally returned to the Liang family.

When Grandma Liang saw the girl with a fever, she felt extremely distressed.

Liang Yue poured cold water to cool the girl down, and went outside to buy some herbs. After a lot of hard work, the girl named Liu Jue's temperature was slightly reduced, and her complexion looked much better.

At night, the four of them sat around a table. Grandmother Liang held the weak girl in her arms and fed her porridge carefully. Having a girl in the family brought a little more light to the grandmother's dim old age.

The next morning.

The girl was fully awake and jumping around in the yard.

"Uncle Liang! Grandma!"

"Slow down, slow down!" Grandma grinned with her toothless mouth and laughed happily.

In the corner of the courtyard, Liu Chong clasped his fists towards Liang Yue again and said solemnly: "I don't need to say thank you for your great kindness. I will remember it in my heart, brother."

Liu Chong had a lot of money in his pocket, and he was unwilling to use money and other vulgar things to insult this righteous man.

"What are you going to do next, Brother Liu?"

"Maybe he wants to find a place to live in seclusion, away from the disputes in the martial arts world."

"Huainan is very far from Kuaiji. Isn't this place suitable for seclusion?"

"The east of the city has always been a place where all kinds of people come together. You go find Zhang, the head of the east city, give him some money, and ask him to help you rent a small house and get a fake identity, and then you can settle down here."

Liu Chong thought about it for a moment and then agreed.

"I'm sorry to bother you these days, brother."

“Again…” Liang Yue waved his hands impatiently, “It’s just a small favor. If Brother Liu keeps being polite, I will really get angry.”

People from all walks of life have their own way of communicating.

When dealing with mountain chiefs and others, he is modest and polite. When dealing with knights and others, he is bold and indifferent to profit.

This is the experience I gained from working in real estate sales for several years in my previous life.

(End of this chapter)