Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 15

Song Ciwan stood outside the gate of the Huang family's courtyard, feeling so clearly for the first time the power that a butterfly's wings can bring when it flaps.

This is not a physically visible force in the conventional sense, but an invisible force that is closer to the law of causality.It is ubiquitous, yet ever-changing, elusive and awe-inspiring!
The farce of the Huang family was still going on. The people from the gambling shop came and snatched the "gold pancake" viciously. Aunt Ge was originally rescued by the doctor, but when she woke up and heard that the gold had been taken away, she became angry again. fainted.

Before she fainted, she vomited a mouthful of blood. The doctor said that after this experience, Aunt Ge might have a short life.

Some neighbors sighed that Aunt Ge was pitiful, while some shook their heads and said she deserved it: If she hadn't always spoiled her younger son and spoiled Huang Erlang to the lawlessness, how could what happened today?It's just a pity for that piece of gold...

But someone said: "Hey, don't mention the gold. If Ge Xiaohong hadn't brought the gold out, the people from the gambling shop might not have come to the door today, right? If the gold is not lost, Huang Gui will not be so angry that he will have a stroke. She is in charge, This day can always go on, but now the people in charge of her family are paralyzed, how will they live in the future!"

"Then you can't blame Jin Zi. Even if Ge Xiaohong doesn't take Jin Zi, Huang Erlang owes money, won't the people from the gambling shop still come?"

"Then maybe without the stimulus of gold, Huang Gui wouldn't suffer from a stroke?"

This, this, this... who knows?

What no one knew was that the piece of gold that attracted people's attention turned out to be a fake!
Every fruit must have a cause, Song Ciwan felt a little heavy in his heart after witnessing everything.

If you want to say that the Huang family is pitiful, it's definitely not, but she doesn't have the pleasure of successful revenge.

What's more, Song Ciwan was cautious in his heart.

The power of the law of causality is too terrifying. With just a flick of the hand outside the chessboard, the world of mortals may be turned upside down.

No wonder the ancient immortal cultivators, the first priority in their practice was to stay away from the mundane world!

If you abandon things, you will not work hard, and if you do nothing, you will feel at ease.

This is not to say that one cannot do anything after cultivating immortals, but that those who cultivate immortals will forget their original intentions and self after mastering the power!
Unleashed power is not power, but a devil!

——So, what is my original intention?

Song Ciwan stood outside the crowd and looked at herself. The zhenqi of the Zuowang Heart Sutra was refreshing and circulated slowly in her body, gradually bringing her peace back.

Among the crowd, Aunt Jinhua, who was watching the excitement with a bamboo basket, suddenly slapped her thigh and said anxiously: "Oh, there is still boiling water in my pot waiting to steam the steamed buns, too bad, my pot won't burn through. Bar?"

In such a hurry, she didn't care about watching the excitement any longer, and hurriedly withdrew from the crowd, turned around and ran home.

She didn't see Song Ciwan standing outside the crowd, Song Ciwan silently followed her behind her, and when she rushed into the house, she shouted joyfully in the kitchen: "Oh, it scares me to death, so the water is still there. It's not burnt dry, which is great!"

Aunt Jinhua refilled the steamed buns in the kitchen, and Song Ciwan knocked lightly on the courtyard door of her house outside.

"Who is it!" Aunt Jinhua came out wiping her hands while shouting, and when she saw it was Song Ciwan, she immediately burst into a smile, "Yue Niang, you came just in time, auntie is steaming buns here. Come, come, come into the house and sit down, wait for the steamed buns to take some back for dinner!"

Song Ciwan didn't enter the house, but said at the gate of the courtyard: "Auntie, I still have my filial piety, so I won't enter the house. Isn't it the end of the month, and I will pay back the money."

"Repay the money", Aunt Jinhua's smile froze for a moment, but soon she held Song Ciwan back and said, "What kind of money do you want to pay back, you have such a stubborn temper, I told you to make you rich." Save up first, make up for yourself, and quickly withdraw from that boundary..."

Seeing that Song Ciwan was going to say something more, she quickly said with a tiger face: "Don't mention it, really don't mention it, and if you mention it again, my aunt will be angry!"

She sincerely does not want Song Ciwan to pay back the money, even at the same time Song Ciwan also received emotional feedback from her, and the scale of heaven and earth appeared:
[Human desires, love and fear, can be traded for two taels of catty. 】

What is "love"?What is "worry"?What is "fear"?
At this moment Song Ciwan felt the complexity of human nature, and seeing the smile and concern on Aunt Jinhua's face in front of him, Song Ciwan couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

After all, she didn't insist on repaying the money anymore, but she mentioned other people: "Auntie, we are close enough here, so I don't have to pay it back, but what about other people? I should save some money Give it back to them?"

Aunt Jinhua said: "What do you pay back? Who doesn't know that you are in trouble? Those bastards, who dare to force you, I will take a mallet and reason with you! Good boy, I heard from my aunt that you really can't go to the laundry room again. Now. Get out, and Auntie will find you another job..."

But this was unacceptable. Song Ciwan went in his left ear and out of his right ear, and when she finished speaking, he hurriedly bid farewell.

Aunt Jinhua asked her to wait a little longer until the steamed bun came out before leaving, and Song Ciwan didn't want it either. She said, "Auntie insists that I take the steamed bun before leaving, so I'll just wait for my uncle to come back and just give the money away." Give him back!"

Aunt Jinhua said: "Your Uncle Yu can't take money from you..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Ciwan waved his hands and ran away.

Song Ciwan ran home in one breath, pushed open the door, and faced the loud singing of the big white goose "quack".

A pair of big white wings fluttered in the wind, and its plump body rushed towards her. Song Ciwan caught it with a "Hi yo", and the big white goose arched its head into her arms, so that Song Ciwan couldn't help laughing: "Dabai, Dabai!" , don't be like this, it's so itchy, hahaha..."

After a laugh, Song Ciwan relaxed a little.

At this time, the sky is getting late, but the setting sun has a layer of golden brilliance, dragging the clouds in the sky, reflecting in the world of fireworks.

Song Ciwan hugged the big white goose and raised his eyes to see the clouds.

She said softly: "Dabai, I'm actually a little confused sometimes, but now I seem to understand."

"I don't cultivate to be the enemy of the world, I just want the world of mortals to be at ease. If there is a grudge, there is a grudge, and if there is a grudge, revenge, if it is difficult to understand, then let's see."

The big white goose quacked, its head turned to the sky, and its neck sang.

Song Ci went back to the room to clean up late, and didn't talk about gossip.

She also sold her hostility for 90 or [-] yuan, and gained [-] years of life.

Zhuangqi pills are not available today, because there are few monsters to be cleaned today. It is said that some of the porpoise monsters bred by the demon refining platform suddenly fell ill, so the slaughter was suspended today.

After the lights were turned off, Song Ciwan sold the ball of emotions and six desires that he got from Aunt Jinhua, and got: [The cultivation base is one year and two months. 】

Huh, Song Ciwan understood a little bit.

If it is the emotional value provided by the same person, you will usually get a small spell when you sell it for the first time, and you can get a cultivation level when you sell it for the second time!

Song Ciwan sat cross-legged in meditation. Although she only lived for a quarter of an hour in this world, to her it was like a year and two months of non-stop practice.

After the practice is completed, although it is not to the point of crossing the big realm, the skill is still profound.

It happened that it was late at night, and my skills had increased, so I had to do some things again.

(End of this chapter)