MTL - My Attributes Cultivation Life-Chapter 34 34 (Thanks to the boss of the ghost Bob)

   Chapter 34 34 (Thanks to the Guicai Bob Leader)

   Holding the comfort after the breakthrough, Zhang Rongfang fell asleep.

   The next morning.

   He did not follow the rest of the disciples to do morning classes, but went to the dormitory, which is the place to manage and arrange various affairs of the disciples.

   Deacon Yiwen Xiu arranged for him to go down the mountain to the county.

  Deacon's surname is Xu and his name is Zhongchun. He is a chubby old Taoist priest who wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

  The glasses do not have temples, but are wrapped with a rope and tied with the hair in a bun.

   Zhang Rongfang is not surprised, this great spirit is similar to the ancient China he knew in his previous life.

  It is normal to have glasses.

   "Senior nephew Zhang, at the Qinghe Temple in Huaxin County, we have already stationed three rank martial artists, and the leader is nephew Li Heng.

  You obeyed Li Heng's arrangement in the past. If you have any errands or personal affairs, you can ask Li Heng for it.

   In addition, the specific departure time is within today.

  There are many wild beasts in the mountains and forests, it is best not to take a fork in the road, and take more official roads to avoid danger.

   This is the dry food pack for you. "

  Xu Zhongchun smiled and handed over a small gray package.

   "Thank you, Uncle Xu for reminding me." Zhang Rongfang hurriedly took it, nodding his head and salute.

   The etiquette on this ground must be in place, otherwise there may be an accident if something goes wrong.

   "This time, Shi-nephew Zhang, you will lead the team. There are three people. They are all on duty in the county. This is your letter. Take it."

   Xu Zhongchun handed over a small booklet made of vellum paper, on which a lot of content was written in small characters.

   Such as name, place of origin, where is Taoist origin, where have you been, where each place you go has a seal left, as well as information such as the place where the letter was issued.

   This is an ancient passport.

   Zhang Rongfang took it carefully.

   Without this, no one in Daling is allowed to enter the city. So you have to be careful.

   After going out and meeting the other three people who were leaving together, Zhang Rongfang took his luggage and went to Master Zhang Xuan to say goodbye to the master and senior brother, and then slowly walked out from the Qinghe Palace Mountain Gate.

   The group of four walked hundreds of meters. Zhang Rongfang suddenly turned his head and looked at the Sandong Mountain Gate of the Qinghe Palace.

  The three holes of the Taoist mountain gate symbolize the three realms, namely Taiji, Wuji, and the present world.

   Stepping into the mountain gate means stepping out of the Three Realms.

   The so-called jumping out of the Three Realms is not in the Five Elements, and the Three Realms refers to here.

   At this time, Zhang Rongfang looked back and looked at the quiet buildings in the Qinghe Palace. He felt an inexplicable feeling of parting.

   Qinghe Palace is the real safe haven he came to this world, the first place to shelter from the rain.

   Now I finally have to get out of here, out of this comfort zone, and into the real spirit.

   This time, he was stationed in Huaxin County. According to the rules, he had to stay outside for at least one year. to rotate back.

   One year.

   "Senior Brother?" The voices of the other Taoists came from behind.

   Zhang Rongfang came back to his senses.

   "Let's go."

   He turned around and looked at the endless mountains, forests and trees in front of him, feeling the abundant strength and physical energy brought about by the breakthrough he had just made, and without fear in his heart, he strode forward.

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   "Golden broad beans, crispy and fragrant, after eating a handful, it's full of fragrance!"

   "Boiled duck eggs, five wen each, oily and fragrant!"

   "Fix the leather boots, 15 wen at a time, and the craftsmanship will not leave scars."

   "The best lamp oil is in Hongji, sesame oil, fish oil, fragrant fruit oil, white tung oil, everything!"

   In the lively market, people are surging, and the hawkers carrying the burdens walk and shout.

   The guys in front of the shops showed their magic powers, shouting and selling.

   There are juggling performers in front of the restaurant, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.

  If you are tired from standing, you will naturally go upstairs to order something to eat and drink, and watch while you eat.

  In front of the discounted fruit stalls, farmers in rough clothes can also buy a few toothbrush offerings with their sleeves rolled up.

  The lady of the wealthy family, under the **** of the maid servants, walked in and out of the incense powder shop and the satin cloth line slowly.

   Wearing a dome hat and a long coat, the young offspring are in groups of three and five. Some of them talk, laugh, and talk eloquently, and their mouths are flying.

  Some of them held their hands behind their backs slowly, and their eyes fluttered.

   There are others who suddenly meet acquaintances and stop to greet each other.

   "Hey, senior brother, come and see, what's in front of this clothing store?"

   On the street of the market, four figures wearing Qinghe Palace blue bottom Taoist clothes are walking slowly and leisurely along the flow of people.

   Among them, Zhang Rongfang, who has risen to 1.78 meters and has a strong and well-proportioned body, is at the forefront.

   He was dressed in the blue bottom Taoist robe of a practitioner, with a white jacket and a large bag of gray cloth on his back. The long hair was caught with a copper crescent on the Taoist bun.

  Compared with before, his skin complexion was a little paler, and it had gone from a darker level to a normal person.

   Hearing the question behind him, he looked back.

   It was junior sister Du Jiu who spoke.

  Because she is the youngest, several people call her Xiaojiu.

  Xiaojiu has a lively and cheerful personality, but is quite sensible and reasonable, so although her appearance and figure are not very good, she can be very active on the road.

   "What?" Zhang Rongfang looked in the direction Du Jiu pointed.

   In front of a clothing store called Li Ji, there are vertical boards, each with a sentence written on it.

  The first block reads: 'Don't ask about your future. ’

The second part of    is: 'Just ask about the clothes. ’

  The third block: 'The dress is disheveled. ’

  The fourth block: 'The future is dishonest. ’

  The fifth block: 'Copying competition, the best one can enter the store for 20% off. ’

The    handwriting pen is quite beautiful.

   "20% off.! Shall we also participate in this?" Xiao Jiu was a little moved.

   Taoists do not have to wear Taoist robes all the time, and some relatively plain dresses are also acceptable.

   "Let's go to the Taoist Temple and stay there first." Another male disciple said solemnly.

   "Okay. Then I'll remember the place, and I can try it myself! I think my handwriting is good." Jiu'er was very interested.

   "Who of you has been to Qinghe Temple? I have been to the county, but I have never been to the Taoist temple here." Zhang Rongfang frowned.

   Including Jiu'er, all three shook their heads.

   It's just that a few people didn't pay attention, and while they were talking, the guy waiting in the ready-made clothing store turned his eyes slightly and listened intently.

   Hearing that they were looking for Qingheguan, the man did not move, pretending to be sitting in front of the door dozing off.

   It wasn't until the three of Zhang Rongfang walked away slowly that he raised his head and quickly turned around and entered the store.

   After a while, a little girl walked out of the clothing store and ran quickly to an alley next door.

   There are many shops on this street, and there are people from the Rice Gang. If you go late, you won't be able to get the reward.

   After half an hour, Zhang Rongfang and his party finally found the place of Qinghe Temple.

   After several people handed over the tasks, the few Taoists who were on duty in the temple reluctantly packed their bags and left.

   The watcher Li Heng is young and strong. He is a second-rank martial artist. He is now in his early thirties and has a big belly.

   After arranging the residence of Zhang Rongfang and others, he waved his hand and let him act by himself, and the Taoist temple was handed over to a few people.

   He himself left the Taoist temple in a hurry and disappeared.

   Zhang Rongfang didn't care either. Then Li Heng was drunk when he met, so he probably went to a wine shop, a restaurant, or a hook.

   Taoism is not as taboo as Buddhist. That Li Heng has stayed in this bustling Huaxin County for so long, and he has already become a local snake.

  Looking at his chubby body, he said he was a second-grade, but if he really moved his hands, he was afraid that he was not even a first-grade.

   He settled the few people who came with him, and walked around the small Taoist temple again.

  Qingheguan is very simple, with a square structure, a main hall, a dozen wing rooms, a small space in front of the hall where incense burners are placed, and then the main gate.

   The whole is the smallest courtyard.

   In the entire Taoist temple, apart from a few of them, there is only Li Heng, the master of the temple, and two sweepers.

   Packing up the bed and other things, Zhang Rongfang took the letter from his senior brother Zhang Xintai, and left the Taoist temple to go out to find the residence of Yang Hongyan's sister-in-law.

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   Qing and Palace.

   Zhang Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon, dozing off in the sun in the open space in the backyard.

  The two sparrows were jumping up and down on the opposite fence, chattering, making him a little dissatisfied.

   "Dad, Daddy?"

   Zhang Xintai rushed into the backyard with a smile on his face.

   "I'm going to the county tomorrow. I agreed with Yanzi last time to accompany her to the mountain city."

   "What is there to do in the mountain market?" Zhang Xuan didn't want to stay on the mountain alone, so he was a little dissatisfied.

   "It's all mountain stuff, haven't you seen it before?"

   "Isn't this about to get married soon? I also plan to send something to my father-in-law and mother-in-law." Zhang Xintai was very interested.

   "The matter of the Chen family is over, and the matter in the county is not over yet, why are you so anxious?" Zhang Xuan pouted. He tilted his head to avoid looking at his son.

   "With Chen Baihu watching, the Mi Gang is probably already in a hurry. They have no time to pay attention to us." Zhang Xintai said indifferently.

   "Besides, the Chen family wants to take revenge, and they are the ones who go to the prison by themselves. What does it have to do with us?"

   "You kid, go, go, be careful on the road. Remember to bring that thing with you." Zhang Xuan couldn't beat his son, so he could only wave his hand.

   "Let me, the old man, be alone and be alone in this lonely attic waiting to die."

   "Er." Zhang Xintai's expression froze. "Father, don't you want me to give birth to a few big fat boys?"

  "Well" Zhang Xuan pondered, "This is your kid, and that's what happened in this life, why don't you give birth to a few more, train me, and strengthen the lintel! Go, go, get out!"

   "Order!" Zhang Xintai immediately smiled, turned around and quickly packed up his things.

   "By the way, Dad, don't forget the engagement time, but you have to be there together." He ran far before his voice came back.

   "Understood, on the first day of February, I'll be there on time."

  Zhang Xuan calculated the time, today is only ten days from the first day of next month.

Ugh.

   He let out a long sigh. Going bankrupt again

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  Huaxin County is divided into four districts, which are named for the four directions of east, west, north and south.

   Each district has a dozen streets and hundreds of houses.

  Qingheguan is located in the eastern district, while Yang Hongyan’s family lives in the western district and needs to pass through the center of the county.

  Zhang Rongfang inquired about and asked around, and finally found Yang Hongyan's sister-in-law's house before the sun went down.

After    delivered the letter, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back slowly.

   Under the setting sun, among the rows of bungalows in the entire Huaxin County, there are occasionally one or two multi-storey buildings, all bathed in red light.

   Zhang Rongfang tightened his Taoist robe and walked straight along the wall of a large family.

   An ox cart was passing by slowly on the left, the driver slapped his whip constantly, and there was still a lump of cow dung on the ground passing by.

   Zhang Rongfang wrinkled his nose and quickened his pace, trying to avoid the smell of cow dung.

   He just didn't take a few steps. At the end of the wall in front of him, at the right turn of the road, a few dark men with sleeves rolled up quietly.

   These people have bright eyes, all staring at this side.

   Zhang Rongfang paused, then turned his head to the side and glanced.

   Sure enough, a few people came out behind them, holding solid wooden sticks in their hands, glaring at them.

  Although they were just sticks, those people were holding at least forearms thick. If they were hit, the bones would be broken.

   (end of this chapter)