Be Passive In The High Martial World

Chapter 122 Flood, the fundamental nature of life and death (two in one)

Chen Kuang reported an outrageous number, and he didn't expect Lian Mi to actually be given to him.

He was just asking for a high price and paying back the money.

In his opinion, he must bargain a few times first, and it would be good if Lianmi could finally give him a tael of silver.

The worst result is the five copper coins Lian Mi said.

But unexpectedly, Lian Mi didn't even think about counter-offering and directly gave him a tael of gold.

Chen Kuang looked at the few solid gold leaves in his hand and fell silent for a moment.

This gold leaf is exquisitely crafted and is probably only circulated among the top group of wealthy merchants. Its value is probably even higher than the average gold price.

According to Liang's current official ratio, one tael of gold is roughly equivalent to twenty taels of silver.

One tael of silver can be exchanged for about ten buckets of rice in this world.

When the Chen family sold Chen Kuang, they only exchanged it for a bucket of rice...

These few golden leaves are enough to buy hundreds of lives.

And this is the currency minted by Yang State. In comparison, its value will be about one-third higher.

It's not for any other political reason...

Simply because the minters of Liang State would cut corners and mix gold with brass to pass it off as substandard. These minters would also bribe the local government and turn a blind eye. The official would endorse them and pass these coins off. Currency is circulated into the market to make profits.

In contrast, Yang State has stricter supervision, higher currency purity, higher credibility, and naturally higher value.

The corruption from top to bottom in Liang State can be seen in every detail.

A tael of gold is given to others casually.

It seems that the education of her oiran lady has really failed...

Chen Kuang thought so in his heart, but he still accepted these golden leaves.

During this period, he had to live as a mortal without money, but that was absolutely impossible.

Since the Courtesan Cult has failed, let him take the place of society and give this little maid a severe beating to make her understand that the world is not that simple, so that she will not be easily deceived by bad people when she goes out in the future.

Oh, he is such a good guy.

Chen Kuang promised: "That's natural, I will definitely not tell anyone...Besides, there is no benefit in telling it, right?"

Lian Mi put her small purse away, snorted and said: "It's good to know. If my wife finds out, all the money I gave you will be taken back, and you won't have anywhere to cry if you want to. "

She lifted up her skirt, turned over lightly, and came in from the outside. She also used her back elbow to push off the pole holding the window, allowing the window to fall down.

So skilled?

Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows, and Lian Mi noticed his eyes, patted the dust on his hands, and explained proudly: "I have to serve my wife at all times on weekdays, especially I have to get up early to dress up, and occasionally I go to bed late. Just go directly through the window and save a lot of time."

Chen Kuang looked at the sky outside and asked doubtfully, "Don't you need it today?"

Lian Mi looked at him inexplicably and said, "I won't take a bath today."

Chen Kuang: "..."

Damn it, he has forgotten that mortals in this world still have a holiday.

This is actually a holiday, but under normal circumstances, only officials and some more respectable industries have it. Traffickers and servants still work hard every day, otherwise the money they earn is not enough to eat, and they will not be in the mood to rest.

The regulations of Xiu Mu vary from country to country. In Liang State, it is a day off every five days, while in Yang State, it is a day off every seven days.

After Chen Kuang escaped from the prison, he was in danger for almost a month. He didn't have much time to sleep, so he couldn't remember these things.

He held his forehead and said, "I was confused."

I just didn't expect...the brothel courtesan would also have a holiday.

Lian Mi graciously said it didn't matter: "You've been soaking in the water for so long, your head is about to get wet. It would be weird if you weren't confused. As long as you haven't forgotten the story you want to tell."

"My wife is taking a break today. I have nothing to do. If you don't plan to leave, you can talk all morning. Talk quickly."

"..." Chen Kuang always felt that she was cursing back in a roundabout way.

What a vindictive little woman...

Chen Kuang cleared his throat and said: "Of course I won't forget it, but I said that I was born in a military general's family, with a pretty good family background, and later became a commander of the Imperial Army..."

He spoke eloquently and eloquently about a long story about the story of the gods and ghosts.

Of course, what he was talking about was not his own experience, but a combination of Water Margin and Journey to the West, from the Fengxue Mountain Temple to the Xianyue Sanxing Cave to worship Patriarch Bodhi.

Pick the most exciting places and talk about the strongest conflicts.

The villains, such as Gao Qiu and the Jade Emperor, were replaced by the sanctimonious Martial Saint Mu Zhao.

Lian Mi was mesmerized by what she heard. When she heard the wonderful points, she couldn't help but clapped her hands and exclaimed. When she heard some ridiculously exaggerated points, she couldn't help but laugh until she fell head over heels. The original pain in her heart also dissipated.

If she hears such a story on the roadside, she will definitely reward her with her entire wallet!

Now she only uses less than half of it, so she still makes a profit.

Of course, because the story was too bizarre, she didn't catch some of the plot bugs at all.

Yang Guo worships literature, but what it admires is elegant literature. The poems and songs of literati are all extremely gorgeous words to show their talents.

Not to mention ordinary people, even those who have read books for several years may not be able to recognize all the words in the article.

Literati pride themselves on being elegant, so naturally they would not start writing stories for ordinary people. Even if they did write, they would have to be written in a convoluted way, and at the end they would add some great truths to sublimate the artistic conception, which would make one drowsy when reading.

Therefore, the traffickers and pawns below naturally listened to the stories of traffickers and pawns.

Although this is a world of gods and ghosts, precisely because gods, gods and ghosts really exist, few people dare to use this as a subject matter, and most of the things that are spread are true.

After all, no one knows whether some important practitioner will be offended when writing a certain story.

At that time, what is wanted is not compensation for copyright fees, but life.

It can even be said that Chen Kuang's stories about gods and ghosts are so exquisitely written that they are rare in the world.

But Chen Kuang doesn't plan to finish it all in one breath. He also plans to keep it flowing.

He probably felt that it was almost done, so he said: "I want to know what happened next..."

Lian Mi immediately handed out a gold leaf and said eagerly: "Here you go."

Chen Kuang: "..."

How many times have you listened to the book and how come you are so proficient? !

But he, Chen Kuang, is not a man who can be impressed with money.

He slapped Lian Mi's hand away and said solemnly: "The rules of the world can only be discussed here - if you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation next time!"

Lian Mi puffed up her cheeks and muttered: "How come I haven't heard of such rules in the world..."

Chen Kuang said in a sincere voice: "My rules."

Lian Mi asked curiously: "What is your name? Where do you teach in Goulan? Why haven't I heard of you before?"

The Goulan House is a place for listening to music and watching performances. Artists and storytellers often gather here.

Of course, storytellers with a slightly higher level will usually go to teahouses and restaurants to cooperate with the store owners, rather than competing for territory with acrobats.

She no longer thinks that Chen Kuang is the young master who ran away from home. Instead, she thinks that Chen Kuang is a professional storyteller in some hook bar. Maybe he just made a mistake and fell into the water.

Chen Kuang shook his head and said dumbly, "I'm not a storyteller."

"You're such a good talker, how could you not be?"

Lian Mi didn't believe it, but looked at his face again and said hesitantly: "Then what do you do?"

Suddenly, a soft and clear female voice came from behind her.

"I'm also curious, who are you?"

"Ah!" Lian Mi was startled. She quickly stood up and turned around, saying in surprise: "Madam! Why are you here!"

Chen Kuang raised his head and looked, and what caught his eye was a beautiful woman with a slender figure wearing a light green dress.

The woman has black hair, which is casually pulled up into a bun, decorated with vermilion. She has a hairpin and lazy clothes, but she does not look vulgar. However, because of her plain eyebrows, she gives people a cold and glamorous feeling.

The shirt she wore was light green, and was lined with a white lapel lining. Inside, the upper edge of a gorgeous peacock blue bellyband could be vaguely seen. There were only two hanging strings, as if heavy objects were hanging from the bottom, which made the slender snow-white There was a faint red mark on his neck.

Naturally, this woman could only be the courtesan that Lian Mi had longed for—Liu Qingcheng.

She walked slowly into the house, and Chen Kuang noticed that she was holding a long-haired cat in her hand.

This cat is very strange. All four legs are shorter than ordinary cats, but it looks cute and pleasant.

Liu Qingcheng glanced at Lian Mi angrily and said, "You, if I don't come again, I'm afraid you'll have someone cheat you and your money!"

Lian Mi quickly shook her head and said: "I gave the money voluntarily, not a lie! I only gave him the money because he told the story well!"

Liu Qingcheng was angry and funny: "Then you mean, you sold it to someone and you still counted the money for him?"

Lian Mi opened her mouth and muttered in confusion: "How could I have been sold...I'm obviously still in my own house."

Liu Qingcheng sighed and turned to look at Chen Kuang:

"Sir, can you answer the question I just asked? If you can't answer it, I will report it to the official."

The report official mentioned by the oiran of a state must be more than the official report officer.

It might alarm the practitioners...

Chen Kuang shrugged: "I was just about to say it."

He stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "I am Chen Ruogu, a musician. Because I admire Lady Liu's talent and want to come to Xuni Pavilion to make a living, I came up with this strategy of falling into the water to get close. I don't have any malicious intentions."

Anyway, "Chen Kuang" is now dead in full view of the public, and was beaten to death by Martial Saint himself.

No matter what, no one will think that he will come back from the dead in a short time.

As long as it's not too conspicuous, it doesn't matter if you don't change your pseudonym.

But out of caution, Chen Kuang still used this more familiar fake name.

Lian Mi opened her eyes wide after hearing this.

This guy... doesn't even make a draft of his lies!

He clearly didn't even know where this place was before, and she even told him the name Xuni Pavilion. But now it turned out that he came to Xuni Pavilion just to work, so he deliberately fell into the water to get close.

Lian Mi couldn't help but question.

But Chen Kuang glanced at her sideways, and she closed her mouth again.

She also wanted to hear the next story...and this guy was stupid and stupid, and he really didn't look like a bad guy.

If he was really a bad guy, why would he bother to tell her a story for a long time?

Liu Qingcheng saw this scene in his eyes. While he couldn't help but smile, he was really curious in his heart.

What story did this man tell that took away the soul of this maid...

She had just arrived, and the general listened to the end of it. She only vaguely felt that it was interesting, but did not know the details.

Liu Qingcheng was speechless for a while, then touched the cat in her arms.

"I have no shortage of musicians here."

Chen Kuang smiled and said, "That's because I haven't met a good one yet. Don't Madam Liu listen to it first?"

This man... is really crazy.

Xuni Pavilion is a must-visit place for almost all famous scholars in Zangfeng Prefecture.

The musicians are naturally top-notch elegant.

Many of the musicians are court musicians who have retired from the palace. Unless they are musicians with great reputations, they cannot be despised by just anyone.

How dare he say that these are not good things?

opinionated!

Liu Qingcheng chuckled and was about to refuse, but suddenly felt someone pulling her sleeve. She turned her head and saw the little maid looking at her pitifully.

…

Chen Kuang's unique interview method was not recognized by HR.

Liu Qingcheng didn't even let him play a song, but accepted him as a boy doing odd jobs.

Chen Kuang was placed in the servant's room. Although it was narrow and simple, it was an independent room and not a common room.

There is naturally a lot of distance between the room of a personal maid like Lian Mi.

I don't know if he wanted to stop him from continuing to deceive the little maid.

Chen Kuang also learned that Xuni Pavilion was quite different from the brothel he knew.

For example, in the entire Xuni Pavilion, there is only one oiran, Liu Qingcheng, and no other women. Everything is for her.

It is difficult for ordinary literati to even see Liu Qingcheng. At most, they can only play tea in the background. Only those who are praised can have a cup of tea through the curtain.

So far, it is said that only one practitioner from the Ascending Tower Realm has sat face to face with Liu Qingcheng.

So far, there is no one who can be Liu Qingcheng's guest.

But this is easy to understand. For an excellent product, you must always try your best to hype and market it in order to maximize its value.

"Speaking of which, not only did I see Liu Qingcheng's face today, but I also saw Liu Qingcheng who seemed to have just woken up. Isn't it a big profit?"

Chen Kuang smiled hoarsely, straightened the bedding, sat cross-legged on the bed, and let out a long breath.

The status bar in his field of vision had already refreshed in the middle of the drift.

A new passive has been added.

[You narrowly escaped death at the hands of Martial Saint with the Ascending Tower Realm cultivation level, and gained the passive "life and death root": every time you kill a person or save a person, you can accumulate a piece of karma. ]

"Karma……"

Chen Kuang narrowed his eyes.

He had only heard the name Karma from one person.

Huo Hengxuan once told him at that time that the Buddhist "Lion Heart" once wanted to accumulate karma by transforming into a mortal, cross the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and achieve the status of Saint.

"In other words, karma may be the key to sanctification!"

Chen Kuang felt hot in his heart.

What he fears most is actually that the speed of his cultivation level will one day stagnate.

Cultivation can be improved to a higher level, but what about the state of mind? Or are there any other requirements?

If subsequent cultivation advancement requires a matching state of mind or even special conditions, then "Destruction Before Establishment" will not work.

No amount of cultivation can support an empty shell.

But having this passivity means that when he wants to become a saint in the future, there may be one less obstacle.

But the future is only the future...

What Chen Kuang is more concerned about now is actually the skills from the Shark Clan and the two Divine Abilities.

That skill is called "Xie Longzi Jing Bian Tu".

The two Divine Abilities are "drawing a river to form a land" and "holding a bead to turn a beast"!

(End of chapter)