"By the way, Uncle Wang, why didn't you see the teacher?"

"Master, I'm out at noon and it may take a few days to come back!"

"Have the teacher gone on a long journey?!"

"I said I was going to visit a friend!"

"Oh, Uncle Wang, I'm leaving!"

After chatting with Wang Bo for a few words, Ning Caichen said goodbye and left the study room. He had ten new copies of books. In addition, there were ten copper coins. This was the reward for copying the previous five copies. Because he received ten copper coins at the price of each copy of two copper coins, which made him feel relieved and a little happy!

There is not a lot of money. According to the purchase price of Shenzhou copper coins, four copper coins per pound per pound. Ten copper coins are enough to save a little bit of rice for one person for three days. But this is a good start. Earning ten copper coins a day is definitely a high income for a society where eating here is a problem!

People should be content, eat one bite at a time, and the road should be taken step by step, right?

When he walked out of Ji Mansion, the sun was just setting on the hill opposite. The sun shone in front of the Ji Mansion gate. He greeted Fu'an and Futai at the door and then left with a step. However, this time Ning Caichen did not rush back from the small road because he remembered that there was no food at home. He happened to be holding ten copper coins in his hand, and went to the rice shop to buy some rice and experience the ancient market casually!

"Young Master Ning!...Young Master Ning!."

When he walked out of Ji Mansion about five hundred meters, a cry came from his ears. Ning Caichen stopped, and then he turned around and saw a man in his fifties walking towards him in an alley on the right. The man was wearing a gorgeous robe, with a golden silk edge inlaid on his collar and a curtain!

"Master Lin!"

Ning Caichen bowed to the person who came here. This was the effective way to greet him here. He bowed to each other and showed respect. Then he watched the other party come over and recognized this person. Lin Huaiyuan, the head of the Lin family in Chen County. The Lin family is the family of the county hopes. When the merchants stood up, they were probably the first in the entire Chen County. And they were also the most famous family in Chen County - County hope!

In this world, the division of families has a clear level. There are county hopes above the county, a prominent family in one county, a prominent family under the county, and a prominent family in one country. This is the division of strength of ordinary families in today's society. County hope can be regarded as a two-family family. As for village hope, it is just a gentry. It mostly refers to some inexperienced families. Only county hopes can be considered first-class families and can influence a county. However, even the county hopes are not the top family in the world. Only those families that have been passed down for hundreds of years or even thousands of years can be regarded as a complete wealthy family!

But even so, the county Wang family is not something Ning Caichen can afford to be provoked by now, so he maintains his attitude respect!

"Haha, Mr. Ning doesn't need to be very polite!"

Lin Huaiyuan walked over and smiled. Ning Caichen also raised his head and looked at the other party carefully. He was not tall, had an ordinary appearance, and had a thigh on his chin. His eyes were a little small, and his skin was a little yellow. The ending was a sentence - the kind that belonged to the public among the crowd, if he did not wear this noble robe!

"Is there anything wrong with Mr. Lin?!" Ning Caichen asked!

"Oh, that's right. I just saw Mr. Ning coming from Mr. Ji's mansion. I thought I must have come out of Mr. Ji's mansion. I would like to ask, I don't know if Mr. Ji is in the mansion!" Lin Huaiyuan asked!

"I was indeed at the teacher's mansion just now, but the teacher is not at home now. Uncle Wang said that he would go far at noon and it might take several days to come back!" Ning Caichen replied!

"Ah, Mr. Ji has gone on a long journey, how can this be good?" Lin Huaiyuan's face changed immediately after hearing Ning Caichen's words!

"Is there anything urgent for Mr. Lin to find the teacher?"

Ning Caichen asked, Lin Huaiyuan did not hide it, and bowed to him-

"To be honest, I did have an urgent matter to Mr. Ji. I came to Mr. Ji for my name. I wonder if Mr. Ning knows where Mr. Ji has gone!"

"I just heard the news from Uncle Wang. As for the teacher's whereabouts, I don't know, but the teacher left at noon. I think I can't catch up now!"

Ning Caichen told the truth and told the other party in a vague way that if he wanted to pursue Ji Yuan now, there would be no hope. Lin Huaiyuan next to him had his face changed again and again, which was a bit bad, which made him wonder what was causing the other party to be so anxious!

"Mr. Lin is so anxious to find a teacher just to ask for calligraphy? If this is the case, I think Mr. Lin goes to the mansion and talks to Uncle Wang. He should be able to find some of the teacher's handwriting!"

"Oh, this is different. The words I asked for are different from that one!" Lin Huaiyuan indeed sighed and said, "I imagine Mr. Ji asking for a word to ward off evil spirits and shock ghosts!"

"Uh!" Ning Caichen was a little stunned! "The word "can also ward off evil spirits and shock ghosts!"

"Ordinary people's handwriting is naturally not good, but Mr. Ji is a talented person who is literary! He has a god to write, and monsters can avoid strangers, and can suppress all ghosts and monsters!"

Ning Caichen thought with his eyebrows and thought about it, and then he realized that this world does have literary speaking, and not all scholars are powerless. Some literati and great talents are not weaker than military generals. Even some great scholars can compete with great monks in the martial arts and the Yuanshen realm. Some sages wrote have various divine powers, which are invulnerable to water and fire, and are invulnerable to swords and guns!

However, it is too difficult to develop literary spirit. Without a systematic practice method, there may not be one of the million scholars. There is also a little flaw. It has literary spirit and monks. Martial arts are different. Cultivators and warriors can increase their lifespan when they reach a high level, but literati are not. Even if you become a famous scholar or a sage, besides literary spirit, you are an ordinary person and cannot escape birth, old age, sickness and death!

But no matter what, literati can condense literary spirit, which is awesome. This is a reflection of the realm of reading. Even if they are not great scholars, they must be a great talent in a generation. Ning Caichen only now knows that his teacher is so awesome. Judging from Lin Huaiyuan's meaning, his teacher has obviously cultivated literary spirit!

"Then Mr. Lin asked the teacher for his calligraphy. Is there something dirty at home??" Ning Caichen asked again, but after he said that, he regretted it because here, people's family affairs should not be asked randomly, especially dirty things, which are unlucky and unlucky, and it will also be bad for the family if it is spread!

"Well, forgive me, I'm talking quickly. If Mr. Lin has any inconvenience to say anything, forget it. If Mr. Lin has nothing to do, I'll say goodbye first!" Ning Caichen added!

"Actually, it's not impossible to say." Lin Huaiyuan's face changed for a moment, and finally said to Ning Caichen: "It started five days ago. I haven't had a good sleep in the past few days."

Ghostly pressing the bed!

This was Lin Huaiyuan's experience. He had been in the middle of the night for five days. He would feel awakened before midnight, but he found that his eyes could not be opened and his body could not move. Sometimes he felt that his breathing was not smooth, just like a person pressing on himself and he couldn't shout out, saying it was a dream, but he could clearly feel that he had woken up, and even heard the wind outside the window!

This was the case for five nights in a row. Every time I came in the morning, I felt soreness in my back and aching, and I was listless. Moreover, he was not the only one in the family who had such an experience, so he thought that if he had dirty things in the city, he would suppress him in the middle of the night!

Ning Caichen didn't know what to say, "Ghost pressing the bed." He had had similar experiences before, but he was not as powerful as Lin Huaiyuan. Judging from Lin Huaiyuan's appearance, his eyes were a little dark, and his eyes were slowly covered with bloodshots. He could do nothing, so he could only say goodbye to Lin Huaiyuan.

Saying goodbye to Lin Huaiyuan, Ning Caichen walked towards the market. The so-called Ji City is the wide road in the middle of Chen County. Almost all the vendors and shops are there. However, when he walked on the road, he was a little absent-minded and thinking about things. It was not that Lin Huaiyuan was crushed by a ghost at home, but that he just mentioned the literary spirit!

The literary spirit does exist in this world, but it is not as mainstream as warriors and monks, and it is not very popular. He ignored it for a while. The conversation just now awakened the dreamer!

The so-called literary spirit is different from the purely cultivating souls of monks. Cultivating is to strengthen the soul, communicate the power of heaven and earth, and firmly believe that the soul will last forever in order to achieve immortality, while warriors will purely temper the body in order to achieve transcendence! The literary spirit is different from both. This is an indescribable thing, and it is more like a manifestation of will!

If you really want to give a general speech, you can only say that this is a state of mind, a state of reading, reflecting the will of a scholar!

Could it be the state of copying books by yourself?
Chapter completed!