"No, you have to collect the money yourself. You can't put it in the box." Er La's expression kept changing after he realized that the money had been stolen.

As for Lin Zhuming, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, he was not disturbed at all. He was just anxious and had no specific solution, so he just asked: "Isn't your master, Taoist Zhao, back yet?"

"My master didn't say when he would come back at that time, but his old man raised a spirit pigeon. If he were to come back, the spirit pigeon would be there first." Er Da said, although he was anxious, he still answered patiently.

Lin Zhuming nodded: "It's just that I want to stay here for a while. It would be best if I could see your master, otherwise I'm afraid it won't make sense."

"And since your master can't come back for a while, you don't have to be afraid of being punished by him. Use this time to find a way to get the money back or make up for it. Besides, Pindao can also think of a way to help you.

no?"

"Oh my, Master Lin, what are you worried about? My master is a good man and won't mind this."

Lin Zhuming smiled and said: "It's okay for Rich Master Zhou to call me Master. Why do you call me Master? Just call me Senior Brother. Besides, since your master won't mind, you don't need to be anxious."

"How good is this..."

"Every Taoist sect calls you senior brother. There is nothing wrong with that. Besides, I only know you as Er Da, which is a nickname. We are not very close, but I don't know your surname or first name, so I can call you Er La.

"

Lin Zhuming was meticulous in everything, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, the two otter didn't feel out of place, but after two days of friendship, he felt that the person in front of him was his biological brother.

"Oh my, my original name was not as nice as Er Da, but my original surname was Gou, and my name was Gou Er, so I was often called Er Gou."

"I didn't like the sound of dogs. Dogs eat shit, but otters eat fish. I like to eat fish, and I'm good at water, so I changed my name to Er Otter. They gradually stopped calling me Er Gou.

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Lin Zhuming listened to Er La's confession and comforted him: "Junior brother, you will definitely become a leader among people in the future." But it was not easy to add his last name.

Er Lao touched his head and said with a naive smile, but he was no longer as angry as having the money stolen just now.

Just at this time, the shopkeeper of the rice shop sent someone to deliver the purchased grain to his home. This is really good, it is delivered to your door and transportation is also included.

Lin Zhuming asked several coolie porters: "How much money can you earn by carrying this grain?"

"It's only about one mile of land, and one stone of food costs two or three pennies, but it only includes one meal for lunch. How can a coolie get paid for it?"

"That's really hard-earned money." Lin Zhuming was kind-hearted, so he gave a few more rewards: "Take it to buy tea."

The coolie porters immediately put their hands together and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Tao, I will have a safe life!"

After the food was moved into the house, Er La borrowed a ladder, and Lin Zhuming went up to the roof to repair the tiles.

Before Lin Zhuming crossed over, he would go to the roof every year to flip tiles, which was not a big deal to him.

Just flipping and flipping, Lin Zhuming found a mouse nest with three or four little mice in it.

But he smiled and said: "Is it difficult for you to make a nest here without fear of starving to death?"

But he didn't destroy the mouse nest. After all, Lin Zhuming believed in immortality and noble life, and these little mice couldn't open their eyes.

After finishing the roof tiles, Lin Zhuming also felt a little tired, not to mention that he almost didn't sleep all night last night. Although he drank a drop of moon dew, he still needed to rest for a while to replenish his energy.

"Brother, your craftsmanship is really good. You could still see a glimmer of light at first, but now it's perfect. I think there will never be any leaks on rainy days again." Er Otter praised sincerely.

"The Taoist temple I used to live in was in a similar situation to yours. The tiles would have to be renovated after a while, but this skill has not been lost."

Then he smiled and said, "You can also put rain chains and wind chimes in the four corners. That would be a good way to nourish your mood."

"Get a big tank at the end of the rain chain, collect the rainwater, and raise goldfish."

Lin Zhuming said that Er La was very yearning for that: "I heard that only the Eight Banners disciples in Sijiu City have such a leisurely mind. Senior brother, you must have come from a wealthy family before, so you understand this. We are all just working together.

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"Hahaha, don't relate this to whether you have money or not. No matter how poor you are, your hands and feet will be more diligent, and your body will be clean. If a rich man is lazy, he will still smell like wearing satin." Lin Zhuming said: "What?

We all have one mouth and two eyes, how can we be different from others?"

These principles were never taught by Taoist Zhao. This impressed him deeply.

"Let's get some food, I'm hungry." Lin Zhuming touched his stomach.

"Senior brother, you definitely don't know how to cook. I'll do it, I'll do it!" Er La wanted to prove himself: "I've been cooking on the bench since I was six years old!"

Lin Zhuming nodded and said politely: "Just keep it light and enough to eat. Don't leave any leftovers. Eat fresh."

"Okay." Er Da hurriedly left.

Er La went to the back door kitchen to cook, while Lin Zhuming sat on the futon and meditated.

The dojo of the True Monarch should be free of worries about external demons and should have an aura of incense and tranquility, making Lin Zhuming very comfortable.

There are different meditation methods. Each sect has its own sect according to its own inheritance. The meditation methods may naturally be different, so there is no orthodox one.

Moreover, it did not say that a quiet room, sandalwood incense, or a dojo should be arranged.

You can sit anywhere, and you can sit anywhere. You can sit anywhere, in any kind of clothing, in any form, whether your left leg is on top or your right leg is on top, whether you are sitting with two legs crossed or one leg in the lotus position.

sit.

Moreover, the main purpose of meditating is to calm the mind, and it does not necessarily care about the posture. When the mind is calm, it means sitting quietly, and it does not matter whether the posture is standard or not.

However, if you are a beginner in alchemy, not just to sit quietly and rest, but to transport the true energy, you may need specific postures to assist in practice and guide the true energy to run along a specific route.

For example, the most commonly heard saying is "Five Hearts Pointing to the Sky", with the palms of the hands, the soles of the feet, and the hearts of the sky pointing upward to attract the vitality of the pure spirit.

But as long as the head is straight, the body is upright, the mouth is slightly closed, the tongue is licking the roof of the mouth, the eyes are slightly closed, the breath is sinking in the Dantian, and the whole body is naturally relaxed, naturally it is the most authentic way of meditation.

This is the case for Lin Zhuming. When he studied mathematics, physics and chemistry before time travel, he often felt dizzy and dizzy, but he could feel relieved by meditating for a while.

It’s just important to note that meditating is for tranquility, not for being in a daze, or wandering around. Instead, you need to stay calm and keep your mind.

Lin Zhuming sat cross-legged on the futon, as if Mount Tai stabilized the pressure, like a tree taking root without wavering, and the Heavenly Spirit Baihui seemed to be connected to the sky.

It feels like Pangu created the world, and the ridge pillar in the middle is like Mount Buzhou.

Adjust your breathing slightly.

At this moment, the bronze mirror on the chest sensed Lin Zhongming's breath and emitted a sexual light invisible to ordinary people.

When Lin Zhuming was refining the dead cow zombie, a spiritual brilliance that no one could see was thrown into the mirror.

At this time, it was daytime and it was the Chen hour, so Lin Zhuming visualized a red sun.
Chapter completed!