Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

“But…what is this?”

　　Chen Luo stretched out a finger, his mind moved slightly, only to see a wisp of mist-like, colorful gas escaping from his fingertips, wrapping around Chen Luo’s fingers was smoke that’s like a snake.

　　When he wrote nearly 50,000 words, Chen Luo found that a colorful mist the size of soybeans appeared in his body.
No matter how he felt, he realized that every time he finished writing a word of “Laughing in the Wind”, there would be a trace of mist produced by his body.

　　Now that almost a third of the book has been completed, the mist the size of a soybean has condensed into the size of a finger.

　　”Is this Qi?” Chen Luo was a little puzzled.
As far as he knew, “Qi” is the foundation of this world’s practice, and it needs to be obtained by reciting the scriptures.
Therefore, there are only three Qi in the world.

　　The Cyan colored qi is the righteousness of the Confucian sect.

　　Purple Qi is the innate source of Taoism.

　　The Golden Qi is the true meaning of reincarnation in Buddhism.

　　In addition to these three kinds of qi, there is also the saying of “Half Tao Qi”, which refers to the qi of the dynasty, and the color is distinguished by the five virtues of the dynasty.
For example, the Daxuan Dynasty belongs to Golden virtue, and the corresponding color is white.

　　Apart from that, there is no other “qi” in the world.

　　”Master, Master…” Xiaohuan suddenly rushed into the study, scaring Chen Luo and making the colorful mist retreat into his body quickly.

　　”What’s wrong?”

　　”Outside… There is someone outside who died at the door of our house.” Xiaohuan pointed to the direction outside the door with one hand and pressed his chest with the other, panting heavily.

　　”Let’s go and see…” Chen Luo got up and walked out.
When Chen Xuan and Chen Ping left in the morning, they took all the people in the mansion out of the city, and the servants hadn’t had time to call back, so at this time, there were only Chen Luo and Xiaohuan in the mansion.
This kind of thing can only be handled by him.

　　”Miss’s cosmetic powder has run out.
I want to buy some new ones.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw him lying at the door of our house, scaring me to death.” When she came to the door, Xiaohuan pointed to a stone lion in front of the door.
Chen Luo really saw a man leaning on the stone lion, his head drooping, and he looked like he was out of breath.
There are naturally many people watching and bustling around.

　　Chen Luo slowly approached the other party, Xiaohuan grabbed Chen Luo’s sleeve from behind and whispered: “Master, let’s report to the official.
Your body just recovered, what if his ghost comes after you again?”

　　Chen Luo’s heart warmed, this little maid looked carefree, so he didn’t expect that she was still concerned about him, and as expected, she followed the master.
He was about to give Xiaohuan a bright smile to express his gratitude when he heard Xiaohuan say: “It doesn’t matter if you get attacked, but I’m the only one in the house, I’m afraid…”

　　Sure enough, it’s still the Xiaohuan that I know!

　　Chen Luo ignored Xiaohuan and walked over to the man.
To be honest, with Zhong Kui protecting him, he really wasn’t afraid of any kid.

　　Chen Luo looked at the other party carefully, his face was dirty, he looked seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same age as himself, he was a boy, holding a broken sword in his hand, his ragged shirt showing his body covered with scars.

　　”A miserable man…”

　　Chen Luo stretched out his hand to probe the other party’s breath, and sure enough, he couldn’t feel his breathing, and he touched the other party’s pulse again, but he couldn’t feel the pulse.

　　”It’s dead…” Chen Luo sighed, stood up, and was about to greet Xiaohuan to hire passers-by to report to the officer when he suddenly heard a strange sound from the corpse on the ground –

　　”Gu…”

　　Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, squatted down quickly, and said softly: “High-end ingredients often only require the most simple cooking methods.”

　　”The skin of the soup dumplings is thin and even translucent.
Open your mouth and take a bite.
The delicious juice inside flows into your mouth, and you bite into the meatballs soaked in juice.
It’s not fat or greasy, and your mouth is smooth…” Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at Novel Multiverse – “NovelMultiverse dot com”

　　”Gu…”

　　”Liangshan pork is roasted with the skin on.
The tender and thick skin is the essence of the pork.
The best heat is when it is roasted to a golden color.
The large pieces of lean pork are served with dipping sauces made of peppers, soybeans, and sesame seeds.
Not to mention the fragrance…”

　　”Slurp…” Xiaohuan who was standing beside her slurped back saliva.
Although she didn’t know what the young master said about soup dumplings and Liangshan pork, these words matched the strange tone of the young master.
Unconsciously, her saliva flowed out.

　　Almost at the same time, the “dead” corpse suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Chen Luo’s sleeve, and said weakly, “Two more paragraphs…”

　　”Xiaohuan, go get a bowl of porridge!” Chen Luo instructed, Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment and ran into Chen’s mansion.
cold!”

　　”It’s okay!” Chen Luo took the small bowl and handed it to the other’s mouth, “Can you hear me? I’ll feed you some porridge, and you can swallow it slowly…”

　　After finishing speaking, Chen Luo was about to feed the porridge into the ragged boy’s mouth, when a golden light suddenly flashed in the boy’s mouth, blocking the white porridge from the boy’s mouth.

　　”Namo Amitabha…” A Buddha’s horn sounded behind Chen Luo, “little benefactor, don’t worry, he can’t eat any food!”

　　Chen Luo frowned slightly, followed the voice, and saw a fair-faced monk in a cassock standing not far away, saluting him.

　　”Buddhist disciple!” Chen Luo’s heart moved.
This was the first time he had seen Buddhism in this world.
It seemed to be somewhat similar to the Buddhism in the world he was familiar with.

　　”Master, why is this?” Chen Luo asked sincerely.

　　The monk’s expression remained unchanged, and he said, “This monk gave him a ‘silence’ mantra.
For ten days, he will not be allowed to drop water into a grain of rice.”

　　Xiaohuan frowned and stood up: “You monk, are you killing people? A normal person doesn’t eat or drink for ten days, he is surely going to die! Are you not afraid of the government arresting you!”

　　The monk smiled slightly, took out a piece of paper from his bosom, and said: “This person borrowed three hundred taels of silver from this poor monk, and even had a gambling agreement with the poor monk.
He will not eat a grain of rice or drink a drop of water for ten days.
If he can do it, the debt will be written off, if he can’t do it, you have to recognize the poor monk as a teacher, and return to the Western Buddhist realm with the poor monk to become a little novice.”

　　”If he can’t endure it, but he refuses to admit defeat to the poor monk, and eventually starves to death, he will use his own life to pay for it, and he will not owe me anything.”

　　”Now, the deadline for this gamble is two days away.”

　　Just as Chen Luo was about to speak, Xiaohuan scolded: “You monk, don’t lie! This little brother’s clothes are in tatters, and he doesn’t even have a good sword.
You said he asked you for three hundred taels, then where are the silver?”

　　Hearing Xiaohuan’s words, the people around watching the commotion also started talking and reprimanding the monk.
The monk did not panic, but said slowly: “There is a pair of brothers in Qiansong County.
The older brother raises horses for an important family.
The younger brother got on the horse to play, but the horses got frightened and the younger brother fell off the horse.
In order to save the younger brother, the older brother shot three arrows in a row and killed a good horse.
The important family asked for three hundred taels of compensation, otherwise they would be taken to an official.
The little brother felt guilty and put up a sign on the roadside to sell himself, but he put a price of three hundred taels.”

　　”Three hundred taels, with money like that you can buy twenty children like him, so naturally no one will buy him.” The monk said flatly, without a trace of emotion, “Someone who opened a casino told him that people can sell their body parts separately.
It’s worth more than selling it as a whole.”

　　”Chop a finger, 12 taels; stab yourself, 22 taels; one ear, 30 taels, one eye, 80 taels…”

　　”When this person broke into the underground casino, the younger brother had already lost a pair of ears and one eye.
It was pitiful… The person who opened the bet was beaten to death by this person.
The younger brother grabbed his older brother and said “The other party hasn’t given him the money yet!”

　　”That’s how this older brother borrowed three hundred taels of silver from this poor monk and gave it to the other party along with his valuables and clothes.”

　　”This little benefactor is so kind-hearted, and it really has a fate with my Buddhism…”

　　”Fate your sister!” Chen Luo scolded, “I’ll pay back the three hundred taels for him, quickly unlock the spell!”

　　The monk shook his head slightly: “It’s not right, it’s not right, the poor monk doesn’t want money, just disciples!”

　　Chen Luo’s face showed anger, “One thousand taels!”

　　The monk still shook his head: “Money for me is like dung.
As long as he survives ten days, the poor monk will not find him trouble.”

　　”He’s going to die soon!”

　　”The poor monk knows, but he made a bet with the poor monk first.
If he wins, the three hundred and two will be written off.
If he loses, he will either be my disciple or pay off with his life!”

　　Said, the monk looked at the young man: “Donor, now if you just nod your head, the poor monk will unlock the spell immediately.”

　　The boy who was awakened by Chen Luo didn’t have the strength to turn his head, but his mouth opened slightly——

　　Pooh!

　　…

　　Chen Luo suddenly stopped being angry, looked at the monk coldly, and shouted, “Xiaohuan!”

　　Xiaohuan hurried to Chen Luo’s side, Chen Luo whispered a few words at Xiaohuan, Xiaohuan froze for a moment, glanced at Chen Luo doubtfully, but still turned and ran away.

　　Chen Luo ignored the monk, walked back to the ragged boy again, and patted the other person’s shoulder lightly: “Hold on for a while, I can help you…”