In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 20 My son works for the government.
"Those guys from the village committee? You went to a meeting?"

Xie Lingxin recalled the dilapidated minivan that had been blaring through the village loudspeakers yesterday.

These people actually managed to drag Lao Xie, who was holed up at school, back with them. They must be really anxious.

"Old man, you actually collude with thugs! It's an insult to civilization!"

Xie Dongshan slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage.

He initially ignored it, but those old fogies from the village committee actually dragged him to the Xie Clan Ancestral Hall, which infuriated him.

Xie Lingxin raised her eyebrows slightly.

Xie Laogua is the village chief of Leigong Village and also the nominal head of the Xie clan.

As for whether Lao Xie sold the house? There's no need to ask.

Let alone a few thugs threatening him, even if someone pointed a gun at his face, this old guy would still dare to bite.

It seems we still need to find an opportunity to give him a good beating, and act first and ask questions later.

He drank water while making plans.

Anyway, he was determined to sell this dilapidated house.

Otherwise, where would he find the money to cultivate himself?
It's just impossible to sell it to Xie Laogua and his gang of heartless bastards.

"What are you planning? I'm warning you, you're not allowed to touch this house!"

As expected of father and son, Xie Lingxin hadn't even turned his backside up yet, but Old Xie had already sensed his great filial piety.

Xie Lingxin felt a pang of guilt and ignored it, changing the subject: "Old Xie, I have good news for you, I have a job."

Xie Dongshan curled his lip in disdain: "Work? What kind of work do you have? You're always running errands for others instead of doing anything productive. It's an insult to your scholarly reputation!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I have a child but no one to raise me, I have disgraced myself. Don't eat the meat I buy next time. Oh, by the way, the noodles you're eating now are also something I earned by disgracing myself."

Xie Lingxin pointed to the noodles he was peeling.

"cough……"

A look of guilt flashed across Xie Dongshan's face, but he quickly masked it with anger: "You should eat more meat! What, you're not happy that I'm asking you to earn some meat for your dad?"

"Chi~"

Xie Lingxin was too lazy to argue with this old man: "I'm going to work at the Environmental Protection Bureau."

Old Xie paused slightly as he ate his noodles, then looked up, his belly bulging.

His throat bobbed, making "uh, uh" sounds.

He choked.

Xie Lingxin considerately offered a remark: "This is an insult to scholarship."

Old Xie finally managed to swallow a mouthful of noodles, but his face froze in astonishment: "Where did you say?"

"Environmental Protection Bureau? Never heard of it?"

Old Xie didn't question him immediately, but instead asked, "What can you do there?"

"Ancient Books Management Office, temporary worker."

Xie Lingxin told the truth, and then felt that Lao Xie's reaction was as if he knew about the Environmental Protection Bureau, not only knew about it, but also knew a lot about it.

Do you know the Environmental Protection Bureau?

Xie Dongshan remained silent for a while before saying, "The school has been dealing with this department frequently lately, how could I not know about it?"

Old Xie has dedicated himself to teaching for so many years, sacrificing his family and career, and it hasn't been without reward.

He was highly respected at Tongguwan Primary School; even the principal treated him with respect and consulted him on matters big and small.

With Lao Xie's abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for him to escape poverty and become wealthy; it's just that he's too arrogant.

Talking about money in front of him?

He'll probably transform into an alpaca and spit at you: "This is an insult to civility!"

How did you sneak in?

Xie Dongshan did not doubt his words.

This has been their way of getting along for so many years.

Everyone knows everyone else.

Xie Lingxin knew his despicable character.

He also knew that Xie Lingxin had always been very opinionated and wouldn't cause anyone any trouble.

Lying to himself? This kid wouldn't stoop to that.

It's not pride, it's just that I think I'm such a terrible father, and I don't deserve to be made to lie.

Although it hurt his pride, Xie Dongshan knew he was in the wrong, and for many years they tacitly agreed not to interfere with each other.

Xie Lingxin said calmly, "I will begin my cultivation."

Xie Dongshan was stunned for a moment before nodding: "Oh, you really have saved enough money... That's good. Although you are not as smart as your brother, you can endure hardship and persevere. It's worth a try."

He knew that Xie Lingxin had been saving money all these years, hoping to cultivate.

Although he never thought it was a sure thing, he felt it was only natural when it actually succeeded.

He smacked his lips, then hesitated and said, "Be careful in the future; the pollution from those things seems to be getting worse."

It's no secret that legends pollute the material world.

Ordinary people know that there have always been people fighting against those things, but the Federation has protected most people very well.

Even though there are many unfair aspects to the Federation, its commitment to maintaining stability is beyond question.

Xie Lingxin glanced at him in surprise: "How did you know?"

"A lot of things have happened at the school recently, all related to those things. It inevitably involves dealing with the Environmental Protection Bureau, so I've heard a lot about it."

Xie Dongshan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I heard you ran into something similar the other day? Are you alright?"

Xie Lingxin pouted: "If something happens, when you remember me, you'll probably only be able to ask me this question at my grave."

Xie Dongshan covered his face in shame.

Xie Lingxin ignored him. He felt ashamed, but he would still do things his own way in the blink of an eye. She was used to it.

"Are you alright? I'm about to begin my cultivation."

Xie Dongshan felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly finished the rest of his noodles in a few bites, got up in a panic, covered his face, and went out.

He disappeared for a while and then suddenly reappeared at the door: "Well, now that you've started cultivating, you can decide for yourself what to do when this house is demolished."

Xie Lingxin was surprised: "Aren't you going to stay with this cuckolded hat even if it kills you?"

He described the house directly as a green hat.

Xie Dongshan's face flushed red instantly, then turned ashen in a flash.

"Don't be fooled by Xie Laogua and his ilk!"

He left angrily after saying that.

Xie Lingxin shook her head.

Old Xie is unreliable in many ways, and he's also a bad father.

But he had nothing to say about his own son.

Having guarded the green roof for so many years and refused to part with it, he knew that his cultivation would definitely cost him a lot, but he let go without hesitation.

Forget it.

Xie Lingxin suppressed her distracting thoughts and began practicing the Mountain-Bearing Stance.

Downstairs at Building 86.

Old Xie came out of the stairwell with a calm expression, but after suppressing his emotions for so long, he could no longer hold back.

At this time, many residents were chatting enthusiastically in the open space.

Xie Dongshan listened to the conversation, and all they heard was about demolition and relocation.

Everyone was surprised to see him.

"Oh, isn't this Teacher Xie? What brings you back?"

"Could it be that you just remembered you have a son?"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone joked about it.

Xie Dongshan didn't seem to care. He calmly walked into the crowd, then looked surprised: "Huh? How did you know my son got a job at the Environmental Protection Bureau?"

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

Xie Dongshan walked past with his head held high, smiling broadly, and said, "My son will be working for the government from now on, so don't hesitate to ask him for help if you need anything. We're all neighbors, so it's easy to talk to him. Oh, well, I have some things to do at school, see you later!"

He strode away amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

Only when everyone could no longer see them did they come to their senses.

It immediately exploded.

"What the heck? Xiao Xie got into the Environmental Protection Bureau? Became a civil servant and got a government job? When did this happen?"

"Don't listen to his bragging! If his son could become a civil servant, my son could become mayor!"

"Well, although Teacher Xie is a bit unreliable, his character is impeccable; he wouldn't lie." This was generally agreed upon, and so no one doubted Xie Dongshan's words anymore.

Everyone marveled at it.

"I've seen him being brought in and out by the police a lot these past few days. I thought he had done something wrong. Turns out he really became a civil servant? Wow, he even has police escorting him. That's quite a high rank!"

"You're talking nonsense. How could that be a gift to him? I think Old Xie is just bragging. That kid Xie Lingxin can actually eat government food? I think he'd be more like a prisoner. He really does eat government food!"

Believe it or not, once the gossip starts, it just won't stop, and it gets more and more outrageous.

Some say Xie Lingxin has become a civil servant, while others say she is going to jail.

Some reacted quickly and ran straight to 1517.
Xie Lingxin was interrupted from her cultivation and looked at the people who rushed in, asking questions all at once, with a blank expression. After she understood what had happened, she cursed the old man in her heart!
You're showing off, and I'm suffering?
After finally managing to deal with this bunch of lunatics and clarifying that he was just a temporary worker and that they weren't police officers but colleagues, the people gradually dispersed.

However, the repercussions of this incident have not yet subsided, and for some time, the main topics at No. 86 will be demolition and Xie Lingxin.

Not just number 86, but the entire Leigong Village will be in an uproar for a while.

After all, in a place like Leigong Village, being able to connect with official departments, even as a temporary worker, is a big deal.

Xie Lingxin, who had finally regained some peace and quiet, also realized this and became even angrier at Old Xie.

What kind of father would do this to his son?

Incompetent bungler!

He slammed the door shut, calming his agitation, and his mind once again sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The mind sits upright on the small platform of the spirit, with a clear mind and focused contemplation of the self.

The progress of sexual cultivation and life cultivation is changing very slowly but steadily:
2.11, 2.11, 2.11...2.12...

0.02, 0.02, 0.02...0.03...

He had just discovered that he could simultaneously practice the basic visualization method and the mountain-bearing posture.

Although his basic conceptualization had been perfected and his progress seemed unchanged on the surface, it still allowed his sexual cultivation to advance steadily, albeit at an extremely slow pace.

At the same time, while holding the rope lock, his six senses were greatly depleted and were constantly being absorbed by the mountain patterns. While suppressing the monkey, he was also nourishing his own physical body.

Like a life force, it is progressing steadily at an extremely slow pace.

In the middle of the night, Xie Lingxin felt hunger strike again, and extreme weakness forced him to stop.

[Basic Concept: 1/1]

【Mountain strength: 0.06/1 (+0.04↑)】

[Sex: 2.13/10 (+0.02↑)]

[Life: 0.03/1 (+0.01↑)]

I glanced at the time; it was past 3 a.m.

He practiced the basic visualization method and the mountain-riding method alternately.

In the middle of the night, sexual function improved by 0.02, while life force only increased by 0.01.
"call……"

In fact, the efficiency of carrying the mountain's momentum is indeed based on the basic concept of thinking.

After approximately ten successful repetitions of the basic visualization technique, sexual function increases by 0.01.
If you successfully perform the "Mountain-Bearing" maneuver four times, your life force will increase by 0.01.
The efficiency difference is more than double.

Unfortunately, once the basic concept is perfected, it stops growing, presumably having reached its limit.

The mountain's momentum is still far from perfect, and it's uncertain whether it can break through the upper limit of "1".

Although the cultivation was going relatively smoothly, the progress was slow but steady.

However, during his cultivation, Xie Lingxin discovered that the skinny monkey he had tightly bound was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with.

He could feel himself getting stronger, but as he grew stronger, the monkey also grew stronger.

It's like the other side of yourself.

Is this normal?

I need to ask Teacher Bai for clarification next time I'm in class.

Xie Lingxin's teeth ached just thinking about it.

A course worth 300 million yuan isn't available every day.

Xie Lingxin had reason to suspect that Teacher Bai didn't want him to use the Spirit Pearl and Fetal Breath Incense.

Touching my empty stomach, I knew this couldn't go on.

We need to find a way to get a permanent position as soon as possible.

It's unlikely that you'll be able to accumulate seniority or make contributions anymore.

Only by demonstrating one's value can one gain the respect of the department.

What Jin Su said today about becoming a scripture teacher is indeed a shortcut.

The book I read today, "How to Become a Scripture Master Step by Step," mentioned the basic requirements for becoming a scripture master, which is to pass the first two hurdles of self-cultivation—calming the mind and subduing desires.

According to this book, a scribe needs to navigate the chaotic sea of ​​the mind, guided by ancient texts, to sense and search for the legendary realm.

Only by concentrating one's consciousness can one enter the chaotic sea of ​​the spirit.

Only by passing through the two heavenly gates can one subdue one's desires and resist the dangers in the chaotic sea of ​​the mind.

The chaotic sea of ​​spirits is the convergence of countless thoughts from all living beings throughout history.

Even a single drop of "water" splashing up is the result of countless thoughts and desires, which can easily be swallowed up, let alone anchored.

At my current pace of progress, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it should take at most three or four months.

Although I don't know how it is for others, I imagine it shouldn't be considered slow.

During this period, we can only endure the hardship.

"Ugh……"

As I was touching my belly, I suddenly heard faint sounds coming from outside.

"Old man, I've prepared some more for you..."

Aunt Xie?
Did you pay respects to your late spouse again?
Xie Lingxin's heart skipped a beat, and she quietly slipped out.

Sure enough, an offering table was set up again at the entrance of the communal kitchen.

"You old geezer, you were greedy when you were alive, and you're still greedy now that you're dead. You finally managed to come back to me in a dream, and you still asked me to prepare food for you."

"Wasn't all that food last night enough for you?"

"You didn't even come back to see me after you finished eating..."

This time, perhaps Aunt Xie wanted to wait for her husband to appear, or perhaps she wanted to finish eating with him, because she didn't leave and stayed in front of the offering table, whispering to herself.

In a dream?

Xie Lingxin frowned upon hearing this.

Was it Aunt Xie dreaming about her husband, or did someone really send her a message in her dream?

Having recently encountered a ghost, Xie Lingxin couldn't help but overthink things.

After a while, Aunt Xie, while talking, actually dozed off against the kitchen door.

Upon seeing this, Xie Lingxin immediately knew that her opportunity had arrived.

He went straight over and devoured the food on the offering table in a few bites.

Then I quickly went back inside, overwhelmed with guilt.

Ugh……

As expected, his spiritual cultivation is lacking; he can't even resist a mere craving for food.

How could someone steal offerings? Shameful, utterly shameful!
Aunt Xie, I'm so sorry, I'll definitely pay you back later...

……

The next day.

Not far from No. 86, there are several low and old buildings.

It is the Xie Clan Ancestral Hall.

As the village chief of Leigong Village and also the head of the Xie clan, Xie Laogua was not as thin as most of the people in Leigong Village; he was quite plump.

Despite being over fifty years old, his hair was still thick and neatly combed as he sat upright at the head of the front hall of the ancestral hall.

Several clan elders, all of whom were quite old, sat nearby.

There was only one man, about twenty years old, wearing a sleeveless shirt that exposed his large, tattooed arms, which were covered in dense tattoos that looked like fish scales.

"So, have they all been signed?"

The man with the large tattoo on his arm said, "Clan leader, only the Ma family, Xie Jinzhi, and Xie Dongshan are missing."

Xie Laogua said angrily, "Hmph, that old fox Ma, I bet he's heard something."

An elder said, "Clan leader, these people still refuse to sign. If this delays important matters, it will be difficult to handle if the Iron Scale Gang holds us accountable."

Xie Laogua said with a stern face: "Old Ma just wants to earn more, which is fine. We've earned enough anyway. Let him earn as much as he wants. After it's done, we'll find a reason to teach him a lesson and let him know what's what."

"Xie Jinzhi is easy to handle. She's a woman; a few threats and she'll be scared. I'll leave Niqiu to you."

The man with the large tattoo on his arm gave a smug smile: "Don't worry, Uncle, leave it to me."

An old man nearby asked, "What about Xie Dongshan?"

Xie Laogua frowned: "Xie Dongshan..."

(End of this chapter)