Chapter 293: Disaster

Chen Luo was walking on the street.

The streets full of the atmosphere of the market were very noisy. Chen Luo, dressed in a green shirt, looked like a teacher in the city. Pedestrians who did rough work would subconsciously avoid him when they met him. Some people would subconsciously smile when they noticed his gaze.

In Tianmu Country, the status of scholars was very high.

Chen Luo's current identity was a failed scholar. With his means, it was easy for him to leave his name in the list of Tianmu Country.

"Mr. Chen, this is the meat my father asked me to give you."

A boy with a small tuft of hair on his head carried a piece of pork belly and saluted Chen Luo respectfully. Judging from his constantly twisting buttocks, this action should be taught by his parents.

Only those who can read and write can become superior people.

Nearly 90% of the people in Tianmu Country are illiterate. The opportunity to learn to read is not accessible to ordinary people because books are monopolized. For children from ordinary families, the opportunity to learn to read is very rare. Only by knowing the words can they have the opportunity to turn over and become superior people.

This is the child of Li the Butcher.

Looking at this chubby little boy, Chen Luo subconsciously remembered the tiger boy who clamored to learn cultivation from him when he was in Yueguo’s hometown.

So many years have passed, and the tiger boy is probably old. When he left the Yueguo Tomb, he left some blood and qi elixirs for Ma Quezi and others. With the special environment in the tomb, it should be no problem for these people to live to the end of their lives.

"Thank your father for me."

Chen Luo smiled and accepted the meat. He is now a poor scholar, so he naturally would not refuse such a gift.

"Then can I call you sir?"

Seeing Chen Luo accept the meat, the little boy's eyes lit up and he immediately asked.

"Yes!"

Chen Luo couldn't help but smile and reached out to touch the little boy's head. The little boy's name is Li Fugui. He is the third son of Li the Butcher, and he has two older sisters. He is the only male among the younger generation in the family, and his parents have left all the opportunities to him.

"Hello, sir."

Li Fugui is very smart, and a large part of it may be taught by his parents, but a seven or eight-year-old child can use what his parents taught so well, which has surpassed most of his peers.

"Prepare paper and pen and come to me tomorrow. Do you know where I live?"

Chen Luo did not go to see Li the butcher. The butcher asked his son to come because he was afraid that he would be clumsy and felt that it would be impolite for a man like him who does rough work to come to his house. This is also the thinking of most people at the bottom. They are very inferior to themselves, but they have confidence in their next generation beyond understanding. They think that their children are the smartest and best children in the world.

"I know, sir, I live in the corner alley."

Li Fugui's face was full of joy. He didn't expect that the sir was so easy to talk to.

After saying goodbye to the sir, Li Fugui ran home happily. He wanted to tell his parents the news, and they would definitely be very happy. Once his parents are happy, he can eat braised pork in the evening! It may be difficult for other children to eat meat, but Li Fugui's father is a butcher. He always leaves some for him after work. However, salt, oil, sauce and vinegar are too expensive, so the family usually eats boiled meat in plain water.

Chen Luo pushed open the door.

The courtyard was very clean.

It has been half a year since he came to Yunxiao County. In the past six months, he has gradually integrated into the life here. The neighbors around him all know him. They know that a failed scholar has come to the corner alley. It is said that his ancestors were officials.

With this background, the ruffians in Yunxiao County dare not trouble him. In order to cover up his livelihood, Chen Luo also rented a calligraphy and painting stall at the gate of the City God Temple and made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings.

Like the "worldly law" taught to him by Gu He, he has now really become a poor scholar, and his daily life is very delicate. The house he lives in now is all left by his "ancestors", and there is no money to repair the broken roof.

Sitting cross-legged in the room, Chen Luo closed his eyes again.

As the Heart Demon Art was in operation, the flames around him gathered like smoke and dust, slowly increasing the strength of the virtual pill in his body. In half a year, the golden shadow on the virtual pill increased to 75%. He had no scruples about practicing in this place. Every night, he would harvest the "heart demon".

Unlike the immortal cultivators on the mountain, ordinary people would only get sick at most after their "heart demon desires" were harvested, and they would recover after a while. They would not go astray like the immortal cultivators, and years of hard work would be destroyed in an instant. Chen Luo did not intend to refine everyone in the city like the evil cultivators in Guoshan County.

Only the stupidest evil cultivators would do a one-time deal.

The real evil cultivators with a solid foundation all pay attention to sustainable development.

After half a month of accumulation, Chen Luo has already felt the changes. The "heart demon art" with the heart demon ancestor's brain running and the "heart demon art" without the heart demon ancestor's brain running are two different techniques. Chen Luo didn't know if this was a habit of the cultivators in the upper realm. Many details of the Heart Demon Ancestor's practice were different from those of the cultivators he had met before. The habit of breathing and refining qi would follow a certain frequency, like the tide, with ups and downs, not a single steady state. This feeling is like ordinary people, eating the same food, some people get fat as soon as they eat, while others can't get fat even if they eat a lot. The biggest difference is the digestion rate and utilization rate.

The colorful smoke and dust swirled around Chen Luo, and he was wrapped in it, looking like a demon in the fog. This is the perspective of the Heart Demon Art. In the eyes of ordinary people, there is nothing around him, just a person sitting on the bed and taking a nap.

'The heart demon is born with the heart, and obsessions are neither good nor evil. '

In the external brain, the inner demon ancestor came up with an idea. From the perspective of the ancestor of the inner demon, Chen Luo's use of the inner demon was very rudimentary and did not meet his expectations.

Following this induction, Chen Luo changed the operating frequency of the technique again.

Eye-catching flames appeared in front of him.

This time he saw a group of 'inner demons' that was different from all the previous flames. This group of inner demon flames was golden.

‘Jieqi? There is no one who has overcome the tribulation here. Where did this tribulation energy come from? ’

An idea came into Chen Luo's mind, but he still moved closer to the golden flame. If such a strong inner demon power could be absorbed, it would be enough to accumulate in the last step before overcoming the tribulation.

Consciousness spreads, and a familiar twisted feeling comes to mind.

Tread

The sound of footsteps just came from my ears, and a man in black gentry clothes walked back and forth in front of him. The black shallow shoes under his feet are very clean, and there is a black belt wrapped around the middle. At first glance, he is a landlord.

"Brother Chen, would you like to say something?"

The man walked for a while, and after noticing that Chen Luo was sitting on the chair without any movement, he couldn't help but speak.

Chen Luo did not answer.

He was still observing the scene around him, and the 'ray of calamity' that entered this time was extremely complete. It is almost comparable to Elder Rongling's inner demon calamity. It was difficult for Chen Luo to understand what kind of 'desire' could lead to such a powerful 'inner demon' in a place where there was no tribulation transcender.

The biggest possibility is superposition. The frequency adjusted by the inner demon ancestor will allow him to make better use of the 'scattered inner demons'.

This place is not the obsession of one person, but the obsession of several or even dozens of people. Only in this way can the scene before me be explained.

That strange ray of calamity was most likely caused by the technique.

The calamity caused by the exercise method.

"Two little bastards did this together. You don't want me to handle it alone, do you?"

Seeing that Chen Luo didn't speak, the squire in fine clothes said with an unhappy expression.

"Brother Wang, why should you be anxious? This is not the first time that these little bastards have done this kind of thing. It will only mean that you and I lose some face and go to make amends to the Master."

Chen Luo has figured out his current identity.

In this obsession, he is the father of a child. This child was very naughty. The night before yesterday, he and Wang's wife's boy, together with several half-year-old children, set off a firecracker while the wife was going to the toilet.

How can a wife who is over fifty years old be so frightened? His feet slipped and he fell directly into the latrine. If the servant hadn't discovered it in time, the master would have drowned in the latrine. Naturally, an investigation was launched afterwards, and the chief culprits, Chen and Wang, were caught by the stewards and beaten half to death.

This wasn't the end yet, the master was very cruel this time, saying that he would report it to the academy to deprive the two little guys of their right to study. In this era, once you are deprived of the right to study, you will never be able to turn around again in your life.

"I'm definitely going to lose face. I'm afraid that Master won't give up. After all, he has a reputation." Seeing Chen Luo speak, Wang Yuanwai's expression softened.

"It's just a matter of money. Brother Wang, I'll go back to raise money first."

Chen Luo stood up and raised his hands.

Chen Luo had a very open mind about the world where the 'inner demon' evolved. He would not feel sorry for the money he had earned through 'a lifetime of hard work' like these people.

"Little brat!!"

When Mr. Wang heard that it would cost a lot of money, he was so angry that his flesh ached, and his hands felt itchy again. He had to go back and beat the bastard to relieve his hatred.

After leaving Wang's house, Chen Luo walked on the street.

The surrounding scenery is very real, with gray wall tiles and cyan ground. Touching it with your fingers can give back a cold touch. If it weren't for the effect of the technique, it would be hard to imagine that this is a world derived from people's 'inner demons'. .

"Master, do you really want to give Master Cen so much money?"

The old housekeeper who was following Chen Luo couldn't help but ask. In addition to money, there were several pieces of fertile land given away this time. For the landlord family, the land deed was their lifeblood. This time, in order to resolve the crisis, the master has touched the roots of their old Chen family.

"Money buys safety."

Chen Luo got on the carriage and ordered calmly.

From the perspective of a bystander, he could see clearly that the trouble caused by the children this time was neither a big deal nor a small matter. The old master who was bombed was a poor man with a reputation as a scholar. To a country squire, a mere scholar is nothing. But the key issue is that this master has been teaching all his life. Among his students are several powerful figures, one of whom is still serving in the county. If the other party is determined to cause trouble, the two families may not be able to handle it. After all, 'rich people don't fight with officials'.

After understanding the cause and effect, Chen Luo made the wisest choice in the shortest time.

After arranging the apology, Chen Luo returned to Chen Mansion in a carriage.

His identity is the current head of the Chen family, and the one who encouraged the firecrackers last night was his only son Chen Yuanzhi.

"Master, you are finally back."

"Master, Yuan Zhi is still young."

As soon as he opened the door, he saw several women coming forward. These women were all Chen Luo's 'masses'. Looking at these familiar faces, Chen Luo couldn't help but sigh. (End of chapter)