signingbooks Chapter 249 The Happiness Of Mortals
Chapter 249 The Happiness Of Mortals
Wenyuan Continent, on the broad street.
A young man was dressed in white, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and there was an air of books flowing all over his body. He looked like a poor student.
The boy is none other than Zhang Zifan, to be precise, Zhang Zifan who cut himself off from the Realm and turned a fairy into a mortal.
There is not a trace of Spirit Power in his body, not even the weakest Qi Refining First Stage, he is a full-fledged ordinary person, with no power to restrain a chicken.
After attending the Wenyuan Conference and leaving the Zhaixing Building, he has traveled in Wenyuan Continent for five or six days.
During these five or six days, there was no purpose, no direction.
Follow your heart's desire, follow one direction, and keep going.
He no longer knows where he is?
Don't know where to go?
The weaker the body, the more serene the spirit.
When encountering a problem, it is no longer to use the great supernatural power to suppress it, but to use wisdom to fight wits and courage with others.
For five or six days, he felt the warmth and coldness, and also tasted the feeling of not being able to eat enough.
Conscience of heaven and earth, even in Blue Star, as a college student, he would not be unable to eat a full meal.
But now...
I thought that with his name as the emperor of books, even if there is no Cultivation Base, the way of Danqing still exists.
It couldn't be easier to recite poems and paint pictures.
If you go out, you won't starve to death.
But in fact?
Because the self-portrait was too realistic, the remuneration of five taels of silver was forced into a copper plate.
Conscience of heaven and earth, with Zhang Zifan's artistry, a self-portrait can be said to be 100% restored.
When the painting was completed, more than a hundred people present were amazed.
But the beauty named "Cuihua" insisted on opening her eyes and talking nonsense, saying that the ugly monster in the portrait was not herself at all.
The more I talked, the more excited I became, and when I got excited, I smashed the own stall.
Zhang Zifan was in a state of dismay. He bought the entire stall after he lost his entire fortune.
This was the first business, and it was smashed.
With his temperament, when did he endure it?
If you are in a hurry, even the ancient Supreme can still hit it, not to mention an unreasonable ugly monster.
When Zhang Zifan gathered his strength and rolled up his sleeves and rushed up, the woman named "Cuihua" raised one hand above her head, dropped the boat, and fell into the lake.
The first generation of Supreme, overwhelmed the restricted area of life, fighting against more than 80 ancient Supremes alone.
I never thought that today... I would be defeated by an ordinary woman.
ying ying ~
By the time Zhang Zifan climbed ashore from the lake, the woman had already left.
Sitting alone on the bridge, using the body as a clothes pole, while drying the wet clothes with the help of the scorching sun,
While secretly sighing that the world is difficult.
Waiting for the clothes to dry, he walked forward at a leisurely pace.
"Gulu~Gulu~"
After rubbing his stomach that started to growl again, Zhang Zifan went to the street vendor, felt all over his body, and finally found a copper plate.
This copper plate was earned when he painted "Cuihua" on the boat in the morning.
If he hadn't insisted on accepting a copper plate as a deposit, he wouldn't even be able to afford a Steamed bun now.
So, amidst the boss's disdainful face, Zhang Zifan's voice became more rigid:
"Boss, here's a Steamed bun!"
"cut!"
Unexpectedly, looking at a copper plate on the table, the disdain on the boss's face became more obvious, and he even made a "cut" sound:
"One Steamed bun, two copper coins!"
"..."
Zhang Zifan wished he could use the word "kill" to suppress the boss on the spot.
Do you want to play me like this?
He only has one copper plate, but Steamed bun sells two copper plates.
This......
"You... what do you want?!"
When the boss pulled out a butcher's knife from under the chopping board, Zhang Zifan was stunned instantly.
Isn't this an ordinary person?
How is it stronger than the ancient Supreme! !
He just bought a Steamed bun, as for using a knife?
Everyone is a civilized person, you are very uncivilized, very bad.
"Boss, let me write you a word, how about you sell me a Steamed bun?"
Looking at the physique of the boss, Zhang Zifan knew that he was definitely not his opponent.
Since you can't do it hard, you can only do it softly.
Although he lost all his Cultivation Base, his understanding of Danqing's way is still there.
Every word you write down casually contains Chengdi Luyin! !
The value is immeasurable.
"Writing? Daddy is a pig butcher and sells steamed buns. Why do you want to write?"
The boss held the machete in one hand and scratched his head with the other:
"Could it be that according to a pig butcher, according to your word, can you kill a pig more quickly?"
Hearing this, Zhang Zifan's eyes lit up, as if he had met a bosom friend, he quickly said:
"That's right, I know a friend who became the Great Emperor by butchering pigs!"
"His pig-killing knife kills so much that no one in the world dares to claim it..."
Zhang Zifan was beaming with joy, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boss's wild laughter:
"Ha ha!"
"quack!"
"Slightly slightly!"
"If killing a pig can become the Great Emperor, then daddy would have already ascended to the Immortal World."
"..."
Zhang Zifan has to admit that there are indeed people in this world that he can't help.
A word containing the way of becoming emperor is not as good as a copper plate.
Amid the impatience of the boss, Zhang Zifan bought half a Steamed bun with a copper plate.
Half of a snow-white Steamed bun was wrapped in oiled paper, and Zhang Zifan was walking on the wide street in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Not to mention taking a sip, just smelling the tempting aroma from the Steamed bun, you will feel saliva and feel extremely happy.
For Zhang Zifan, even a complete elixir has never moved him, but now it is only half a Steamed bun, but it makes him feel unprecedentedly satisfied.
This is the happiness that mortals pursue, and it is extremely simple.
I just tore off a little Steamed bun and put it in my mouth.
After chewing for a while, the fragrance will remain on the lips and teeth.
Zhang Zifan, who was about to feast, suddenly caught a glimpse of an old man begging at the gate of the city out of the corner of his eye.
The old man lost his legs and curled up on the ground, and there was no trace of blood on his old face.
Those cloudy eyes stared at the Steamed bun in Zhang Zifan's hand, eager and frightened.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Zifan stepped forward and handed the Steamed bun to the old man.
"My lord, this...how dare you? How dare you?"
But the old man would not take it even if he was beaten to death. In this troubled world, half a steamed bun can save an ordinary life.
"Look at me, do you look like I have no money to eat?"
A suit of white clothes is better than snow, but in fact, the two sleeves are breeze.
Seeing Zhang Zifan with extraordinary bearing, the old man hesitated a bit, after all he believed that he was a rich Young Master, so he took the Steamed bun with peace of mind.
"Grandpa, do you know where Luoshui Town is?"
Luoshui Town is the birthplace of the previous book sage, and it has been a hundred years in the blink of an eye. Now Wenyuan Continent has undergone great changes. Even Zhang Zifan, who has absorbed all the memories of the book sage, cannot find out where Luoshui Town is.
"Luoshui Town? It was a treasure a few decades ago."
While eating the white steamed bun, the old man said:
"Out of Qingfeng Town, go straight north, cross Heifeng Mountain, and walk for half a month to Luoshui Town."
After getting the answer he wanted, Zhang Zifan got up and arched his cupped hands, and was about to leave.
"Boy! Boy!"
"It's getting dark, so don't leave the city! Don't leave the city!!"
Amid the shouts of the old man, Zhang Zifan walked straight out of the city gate.
After traveling endlessly for five or six days, it was time to go to Luoshui Town, looking for the answer that made Heavenly Dao terrified.
Otherwise, some people should be in a hurry~