Volume 2 Chapter 55 Little Sword

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  A mansion, a mouse demon followed suit, and Chen Jianchen's foundation in this world gradually began to expand - the mansion had been cleaned up, and Mo San Niang and Ah Bao had also been brought into the city.

  Seeing the spacious mansion, Mo San Niang was overjoyed and suspected that she was dreaming - her son went to the city to study, and unexpectedly bought a large mansion, how could she not be greatly surprised?

  She repeatedly asked Chen Jianchen what was going on.

  Chen Jianchen replied: "The money was all earned from selling calligraphy, and what was lacking was borrowed from Wang Fu."

  When she heard that they had borrowed money from others, Mo San Niang was somewhat worried and said it shouldn't be like this.

  "My son is worried that his mother is suffering in the countryside and cannot focus on studying, so he made up his mind to bring his mother into the city... Besides, the borrowed amount is not large, and there is no interest or deadline, just return it when you earn money someday."

  When she heard that he was even more filial, Mo San Niang was overjoyed and felt that her son had changed completely since becoming a scholar, his words and deeds becoming increasingly mature and steady.

  Ah Bao was overjoyed, in her heart, Liu Xian Ge had always been the most capable man in this world, Wen Qu Xing descended to earth without any airs. And now, with ease, he had earned a large mansion within Jiangzhou City. This was something that ordinary people couldn't even imagine.

  The household chores were naturally taken care of by the two women, and soon everything was arranged in an orderly manner. Although due to financial constraints, they couldn't afford any luxurious furniture, but with just a wooden bed board and stool, as long as there was warmth and love, it was still a complete home.

  The original neighbors, seeing Chen Jianchen take over the haunted house without incident, couldn't help but feel amazed and wondered if the ghost was afraid of scholars, so it didn't dare to make trouble. They secretly discussed this among themselves.

  Among ordinary people, the theoretical statement that scholars are not afraid of ghosts and gods has long existed and is believed by many.

  In the past few days, Chen Jianchen's calligraphy and paintings sold at Xue Ni Zhai were all sold out. Although the prices were not high, they also made a pretty good profit, which can be used as a relatively stable source of income.

  With many things to attend to, Chen Jianchen has been out for a long time, which caught the attention of the academic supervisor, who specially called him to have a "heart-to-heart talk", implying that his studies are the foundation and should not be neglected.

  By then, Chen Jianchen recalled the scene where he was summoned to the office by his teacher for doing something wrong in the past.

  It is undeniable that several teachers in the college are still very fair, and in their eyes, Chen Jianchen, who is full of talent, is a good seedling to be carefully cultivated. In the future, he may be able to rank among the top three in the imperial examination. Whether it's the number one scholar, the second-place winner, or the first-place winner, it's the highest honor for an individual, and it's also a great glory for the college where they studied.

  Minghua College is a state-level official school, but surprisingly, it has never produced a single top-three scholar in history. They are basically ordinary jinshi (a kind of imperial examination degree), which can't help but feel regretful and ashamed.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, after some training, Chen Jianchen no longer frequently asked for leave to go out. The ladies were relieved in their hearts, but they had no idea that Chen Jianchen didn't go out simply because he didn't need to now.

  In the previous world, Chen Jianchen was not that kind of student who was content with being quiet and studious. He was active, had lively ideas, and after coming to this realm and having the "Three Orthodox Chapters" as his foundation, he would even less force himself to take the imperial examination, but rather do things according to his own will.

  Bamboo staff and straw sandals are lighter than a horse, who's afraid? A raincoat and a life of simplicity!

  That kind of carefree and uninhibited life is what he strives for.

  Xiao Yi also moved into the academy with him, a small mouse, quick and nimble, hiding where no one could find it. Chen Jianchen was not very reassured about leaving it outside either, bringing it in, and could even teach it to read and write.

  Teach an old mouse to read!

  This is indeed a rather crazy thing, ordinary people can hardly imagine.

  Although this little thing is clever and has a good understanding, its intelligence is obviously inferior to that of a baby. To put it simply, it's stupid and often needs to be taught many times before it can remember even one word.

  For this, Chen Jianchen specially broke a willow branch and placed it in the house. When teaching books, if Xiaoyi did something wrong, the willow branch would be waiting, and with a light stroke, the mouse demon would immediately feel pain, gritting its teeth and following along to read and write correctly.

  After many days of training, Little Righteous has made significant progress and is no longer just a parrot-like existence that only repeats words. He now understands many written characters and can even recite a few lines of poetry, appearing to be a knowledgeable and refined mouse.

  At this time, Chen Jianchen took out the "Invisibility Technique" he had obtained from Wang Fu before and taught it to Xiao Yi.

  The mouse demon saw it and its small eyes emitted a green light, and it rolled over three times on the desk, its proud appearance made Chen Jianchen unable to help but laugh.

  There is a secret book of Taoist methods, and the small meaning should start practicing immediately. However, although it has opened up, practicing Taoist methods is not an easy thing, and it requires persistent learning.

  "Thank you, master!"

  Xiao Yi, although somewhat oily and slick, was very respectful at this moment, kowtowing to Chen Jianchen - the Taoist scriptures were rare and hard to come by, always treasured by the major Taoist sects as precious gems, rarely passed on to outsiders. For a mouse demon like Xiao Yi, the opportunity to obtain them was extremely slim.

  Chen Jianchen taught him how to read and also imparted to him the secret scriptures of Taoist magic, so he was almost like a master.

  This "Stealth" is not a one-time consumable item. After Xiaoyi learns it, she can still pass it on to Yining, and the two do not conflict with each other.

  As for Yining, Chen Jianchen's mind naturally jumped out that one pure white, cute little fox. Only to wonder, how is its cultivation now, and how is it living in the back mountain of Fengshan? When the August Academy holiday arrives, if there is a chance, I want to go back and take a look...

  On this day, the mouse demon who had been practicing hard finally achieved results. Although the stealth technique was not yet complete, it unexpectedly broke through the Dao Fa realm and condensed into a yin spirit.

  Xiao Yi was very happy and lively, but at night when it was quiet and there were no external disturbances, his spirit would immediately become active and he would prepare to have some fun.

  A yin god emerged, transformed into a human figure with an unclear face and a short, stout body. He looked silly and endearing, exactly like the image of "Dadong Laozu" in Xiaoyi's mind.

  The mouse spirit curiously looked around, floating in the room.

  Buzz!

  Suddenly a clear ring, like a finger plucking a sword blade, echoed endlessly.

  With one loud noise, the yin spirit almost dispersed and was shattered.

  Little Yi was shocked and scrambled to hide behind: At this time, he saw Chen Jianchen still sleeping peacefully on the bed, but above him, a white awn suddenly appeared out of thin air, about three inches long, very slender, at first glance it seemed like just a thread, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an extremely small sword.

  There is a sword tip, a sword blade, and a sword hilt.

  It was very clear, just a small sword.

  At this moment, the small sword was shining brightly, emitting an overwhelming pressure that was vast and powerful; under this pressure, Xiao Yi's dark spirits were almost killed on the spot!