Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 33: What Happened?

The importance and role of the soul are beyond doubt.

The reason why Chen Jin could write characters into talismans and his thoughts into swords was mainly due to his powerful spirit;

The same principle applies when facing ghosts and gods. We can use dimensionality reduction attacks to reduce them to ashes in the blink of an eye.

But precisely because the soul is too powerful, the current physical strength cannot match it, so one has to be very careful every time he uses it.

Otherwise, there is a risk of going astray.

He has been thinking about solving this problem.

Now that we have obtained this Kuixing Wenhuo Lamp, after refining it into a magical lamp, it can provide effective assistance.

However, refining magical weapons is not an easy task, and requires collecting a lot of materials.

Chen Jin's eyes flashed, and he took out the four treasures of the study, picked up the brush, and began to draw on the blank paper.

……

Time flies. As the New Year approaches, the weather is getting colder day by day. The winter rain is continuous and never ends.

It looks like it's going to snow.

During this period, Chen Jin lived a very fulfilling life: doing daily homework, refining his essence into qi, reading and writing, practicing swordsmanship...

Especially for "Sword Manual on the Mountain".

This sword technique is profound and extensive. It was given by the master and contains great mysteries.

Chen Jin regarded it as the offensive magical power that he had studied all his life.

"Nine days away, you will see green mountains."

It is the coldest time of the year right now.

Practicing swordplay in the mountains in the dead of winter, stepping on muddy leaves, encountering cold currents and icy springs, and seeing grass growing on bluestones...

Withering and decaying, and rebirth and prosperity, in the process of alternation between the old and the new, a contradictory yet harmonious scene is formed.

By visualizing it, you can gain inspiration and attain enlightenment.

……

This morning, the weather was clear and sunny.

Chen Jin carried his books and went to his uncle Chen Abu's house.

"Ajin, you're here."

Chen Abu welcomed him in with a smile on his face.

But I saw two wooden tables had been set up in the courtyard and put together to form a long table.

A roll of red paper was neatly placed on the table.

Chen Jin came here to write couplets for his uncle.

The Chinese New Year is just around the corner.

In the Qian Dynasty, the Spring Festival was the most important festival and was very grand. It included many folk activities: sweeping the house, staying up all night, pasting Spring Festival couplets, changing peach charms, and worshiping the Kitchen God.

Since his nephew was a scholar, Chen Abu basically asked Chen Jin to write the couplets in his home.

This year is no exception.

In fact, in the past, during the Chinese New Year, scholars would also help other villagers write couplets and charge a certain amount of remuneration.

It is like a livelihood that can help supplement the family income.

Don't underestimate this business. After deducting the cost of writing and composing couplets, you can earn a few cents. If you write more, you can earn a considerable income.

For scholars at that time, this was a rare extra income.

Of course, he was not the only scholar in the village. There were others, such as the old tutor Chen Mingcheng, Chen Liang and others.

Therefore, over the years, there were only about ten households who asked the scholar to write couplets for them, and they were considered old customers.

Things are different now, and Chen Jin no longer cares about that little bit of money.

Chen Abu also knew that his nephew was now well-off and no longer needed to make money by writing couplets for others. After hesitating for a moment, he asked cautiously, "Ah Jin, are you still writing couplets for others this year?"

Chen Jin replied: "Write it, as long as they come to me."

Chen Abu touched his chin and said, "Someone must have come looking for you. Neighbors. In fact, they found me early in the morning and asked me to ask you about your opinion."

When he said this, his face showed a look of pride.

This is the influence and favor one can gain when a person of your blood family becomes famous. Chen Jin laughed, "It's a good thing to help everyone write couplets and the word 'Fu'. You can earn some money and practice calligraphy at the same time. Why not?"

“But this year, there may be more people.”

"It's good to have more people. It doesn't matter."

Chen Jin said nonchalantly.

After getting the confirmation, Chen Abu said happily: "Okay, I'll go and call them over later."

Because Chen Jin came to write couplets today, a big pot of chicken porridge had already been cooked at home, with a lot of medicinal herbs and mushrooms added to it, it was delicious.

Chen Min cleverly poured a big bowl for Chen Jin.

As for the eldest lady, Mrs. Chen Li, she was already pregnant and her belly was gradually growing bigger.

However, rural peasant women are not so pampered and still do a lot of housework and even light farm work.

Actually, this is a good thing. Exercise more so that you can give birth better when the time comes.

You have to know that in such a dynasty, if a pregnant woman had a difficult delivery, it would be a fatal matter.

After breakfast and a short rest, Chen Jin rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start writing.

Chen Min ran over quickly: "Brother, I will help you grind the ink."

She was no stranger to grinding ink, having helped with it before.

"it is good."

Chen Jin agreed with a smile.

Once the ink is ground, pick up the brush immediately, dip it in the thick ink, and start writing.

When writing couplets, it is naturally better not to write in a flowing and graceful manner, but rather in regular script, with clear strokes and spirited font.

This is written to my uncle's family, written with great care:

"As time goes by, people live longer, spring fills the world and brings blessings to the house";
It's a very clichéd couplet, but it has a good meaning and means good luck.

Of course, a family should have more than one pair of couplets, but many kinds.

Courtyard gate, front door, kitchen door, etc.

In addition, there are also door-crossing notes, which are written on red paper with words such as "addition of children and prosperity", "safe travel and departure", "prosperity of livestock", and so on.

After writing all this, it becomes a thick stack.

People from poor families naturally wouldn't write so much, but since Chen Jin was here, he had to write it all for his uncle's family.

"Great handwriting! Really well written!"

Chen Abu was illiterate, but when he looked at the words written by Chen Jin, he felt energetic and happy and praised him endlessly.

Every time Chen Jin finished writing a piece of paper, he would carefully take it from him, blow the ink dry with his mouth, and then fold it carefully.

These things are all written in advance and posted on New Year's Eve.

After half an hour, everything was finished.

Chen Jin took a short break and said to Chen Abu, "Uncle, it's still early. Go ask who wants to write couplets and call them all here."

Chen Abu said, "Okay, I'll go and call him right away."

He asked his wife, Chen Li, to put the couplets back in the room and then he went out happily to call for help.

Chen Jin sat there and asked Chen Min with a smile: "Xiao Min, are your hands tired?"

Chen Min rubbed his wrist and said with a bitter face: "Brother, I didn't expect that grinding ink is more tiring than chopping wood. You wrote too much this time."

Chen Li interrupted and said, "Look at what you said. Jin'er's handwriting is amazing now. It's the beginning of the new year, so write more. It can keep the family safe."

Chen Jin said: "It's not that exaggerated, it's mainly for good luck... Xiaomin, you have to continue writing when someone comes."

Chen Min immediately said, "It's okay, I can hold on. Brother, don't worry, I can grind as much ink as you write."

As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a large crowd of people rushing towards this side. Leading the way was Chen Abu, whose face was flushed.

Chen Min looked up and said, "..."

Chen Jin: “…”

Aren’t there too many people?
Did all the people in the village come here?

What happened?

(End of this chapter)