Swords emerge from the human world

Chapter 15: Moving into a New Home, A Family Heirloom
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Chen Jin certainly didn't intend to burn Wang Fu down.

Whether someone is alive or dead, it's easy to tell the difference. The only thing to do is move this guy into the thatched hut, lay him down, and give him medicine.

After a night of unconsciousness, Wang Fu pulled through and regained his senses, but he was unable to get out of bed and appeared very weak.

Fortunately, he was in good health, which saved his life.

When the servant Ah Ping brought him food, he was alarmed by the situation and hurriedly went down the mountain to find someone to help.

Wang Fu is leaving.

He gifted the thatched cottage to Chen Jin, along with all sorts of other things, giving them away all at once.

They also want to give away the Qingyun Sword.

Chen Jin noticed his reluctance and politely declined, only taking the sharp dagger.

"Brother Chen, do you think that young master Linghu is really a fox spirit?"

Before leaving, Wang Fu couldn't help but ask.

He wisely refrained from asking about the jade slip used for refining weapons, because the jade slip was given to Chen Jin by Linghu Xueli for refining lamps.

Asking questions about things that have nothing to do with you can easily lead to misunderstandings.

Although Wang Fu put in a lot of effort in the slaying of the mountain demon, in a sense, Chen Jin saved his life.

A life-saving grace is more precious than any repayment.

I know this perfectly well.

Chen Jin glanced at him: "What, you're still thinking about your chance to become an immortal?"

Wang Fu said sheepishly, "I can't just suffer for nothing."

Chen Jin chuckled and said, "Let's talk about it after you've recovered."

Wang Fu's eyes flickered: "I think Young Master Linghu must be a fox spirit. Look at those fox eyes, they're unbelievably beautiful. I wonder where his tail is hiding. Or perhaps, when his cultivation reaches a high level, he has already refined his tail..."

Chen Jin, too lazy to listen to his nonsense, waved his hand and told the sedan chair bearers to quickly lift the sedan chair, send Wang Fu away, and return to the city to see the doctor.

After everyone left, the hillside returned to its tranquility.

Chen Jin moved out of the mountain god temple and into the thatched cottage, thus fulfilling an old dream.

The temple was unclaimed and unattended, so when people came to stay overnight, they were inevitably disturbed.

In comparison, the environment and furnishings of the thatched cottage are much better.

First, repair the damaged wooden wall, then dispose of the dressing table, bed, and other furniture.

These things bear the marks of the "affection" between Wang Fu and "Meiniang," and they look disgusting.

Then write a couplet on the left and right sides of the door:
A bright moon shines; a gentle breeze blows from all four sides.

After some tidying up, everything was in perfect order.

New owner, new look.

Uncle Chen Yuan went up the mountain. He heard rumors that something had happened on the mountain, but he didn't know the specifics.

As the saying goes, "shameful things should not be made public," Wang Fu kept silent about his tragic experience and instructed his servants and attendants not to spread the word.

However, their large group inevitably attracted attention.

"It's nothing, it's just that my classmate Wang Fu is sick and has to go back to the city for treatment, so he gave me the thatched cottage."

Chen Jin described it casually and naturally.

"Oh, like this."

Chen Yuan didn't ask any more questions. As long as his nephew was alright, that was all that mattered. So he got down to business: "Your uncle has already answered the call and set off for Gaoliang Prefecture. He left yesterday."

Chen Jin was taken aback: "So fast?"

I had planned to go down the mountain to see them off, but the incident with the mountain demon has kept me from leaving these past two days.

"I heard the situation at the front is urgent, and they're pressing for help. He deliberately didn't say goodbye to you because he didn't want you to be saddened by the sight of the scenery. Also, the third brother asked me to tell you that he hopes you won't give up on yourself, and that you can focus on your studies on the mountain and make a comeback."

"I got it."

Chen Yuan reached out and patted his shoulder: "Young man, you can stay here for now. If you need anything, Ah Zhi and I will bring it to you." "Thank you, Uncle."

"We're family, no need to stand on ceremony. I'm going back now."

"Wait a minute."

Chen Jin stopped him, went into the room, and took out five silver ingots: "Uncle, take this money to help with household expenses."

Upon seeing the silver, Chen Yuan was taken aback, his face changing drastically: "Where did you get so much money?"

Chen Jin smiled and said, "When Wang Fu was sick, I helped him out a bit, and as a token of my gratitude, he gave me this reward."

Chen Yuan had no doubt about this. In Maoxian County, the Wang family was a well-known wealthy family with many estates and fields. It was reasonable for the young master of the Wang family to be so generous.

He laughed heartily: "Good, very good. Young man, with this money, you'll have a place to make a living. I was just worried about how to raise money."

"What kind of business do you run?"

"I have some connections with Zhao, the clerk in the county government. If I can smooth things over, I can get you a job in the household affairs office. You'll be an unofficial clerk, but the pay will be decent. After all, once you're in the government office and wearing that uniform, your status will be completely different."

Chen Jin frowned: "Uncle, you don't need to take care of those things. This money is for supplementing the family income."

Having been the head of the family for so long, Chen Yuan was quite assertive. He immediately waved his hand and said, "The money you earn should be used for you. Your uncles are there to support the family, so you don't need to worry about it. Young man, as the scholar of our Chen family, you are destined for a bright future. Entering the government is just a transition. Once you've settled in, it's not too late to pursue officialdom."

Without saying a word, he picked up the silver coins one by one, carefully packed them up, and went down the mountain.

Watching his uncle's retreating figure, Chen Jin noticed that his uncle's body was already somewhat hunched over, and couldn't help but sigh sadly.

He wasn't enthusiastic about that government job, but he couldn't stay in the desolate mountains as a "hermit" forever.

The world outside is so big, we should go out and see it.

Thinking of his uncle who had left his hometown, he clenched his fists: he needed to intensify his training and acquire knowledge so that he could have a foothold in the world.

Don't be fooled by the fact that I managed to stab the mountain demon with one sword last night. That was mainly due to the power of the God of the Gods, plus Wang Fu's sneak attack. It was like I just got lucky.

Furthermore, the appearance of Linghu Xueli made Chen Jin realize the truth that there are always people more capable than oneself.

Fortunately, this fox spirit from Qingqiu is a reasonable person.

But what if you encounter someone who is unreasonable?
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As dusk fell, the sky grew overcast.

The long line stopped, set up camp to rest, and started cooking.

The group consisted of thousands of people, dressed in a motley collection, of all shapes and sizes, with expressions ranging from exhausted to bewildered to panicked...

They were all conscripted villagers heading to the front lines, about to embark on the battlefield.

Most of those who "respond to the call" are forced into it.

In most people's minds, good men don't become soldiers; the battlefield is cruel and bloody, and going there is just suicide.

Under such circumstances, how could anyone be in a good mood?

Among the crowd, Chen Tan sat in a corner. Although he was just as tired, his calm expression made him stand out from the crowd.

As he had told Chen Jin: Joining the army this time might be a way out.

However, this path must be forged through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

In his studies, Chen Tan once heard a saying: "The success of one general is built on the bones of ten thousand."

He volunteered for the military, unwilling to become a skeleton, but wanting to become a general!
Taking advantage of a break, he took something out of his pocket, opened it, and started reading from the beginning.

At first, he was somewhat casual, but the more he looked at it, the more serious he became, muttering to himself, "This health preservation method has something... no, it has a lot of substance!"

He became increasingly engrossed in it, and his inner turmoil grew:

"The essential formulas, the meanings of the terms, the order of development, the precautions... everything is clearly explained... this is by no means an ordinary health exercise."

Chen Tan was utterly shocked.

Such a complete and profound technique is enough to become a family heirloom. How could it be something that was just borrowed and copied from somewhere else?
Xiao Lang, what exactly did he do on the mountain?
Shocked, he quickly folded the paper and put it close to his body to prevent it from being coveted and stolen.

(End of this chapter)