Question: How can a monk make ends meet if he loses his cultivation and becomes no different from a mortal?

Answer: There are not too many methods, how mortals make a living, he just does.

Mo Tianwei Yuan also thought that this was not a difficult matter, but she was a person who had reborn and cultivated immortals, could she not handle this trivial matter?

With the newbie gift bag - five pennies, a bag of dry food, and a fire fold that were turned out of his body, Mo Tianwei walked out of the alleyway and began to inquire about the situation.

However, after walking on the street for a while, listening to the idle chatter of the peddlers' pawns, she frowned and realized that things were not simple.

The peddler said: "I heard that another family outside the city was burgled last night, and even killed someone, this world is really getting more and more difficult!"

Poor man B said: "I have also heard, if this happens, the Imperial City Division will inevitably step up inspections again, can you bring your identity card? If you don't bring it, go back quickly, otherwise you will be arrested and imprisoned as a sneaky gangster, but you will have to spend a sum of money for nothing!"

Hawker A patted his chest, "How dare you not bring it?" As early as the seventh year of Chengtian, the imperial court ordered that those who travel must bring their identity certificates, otherwise they will be regarded as chaotic parties, and I dare not disobey them." ”

Hearing this, Mo Tianwei subconsciously touched his body again - very good, without identification, this body should not be a black household, right?

At this moment, she heard a commotion from the street, and couldn't help but look up, just as she saw a group of officials dressed in crimson clothes, stopping everyone on the street, although they were a little scared, they still honestly took out a piece of paper, which should be the identity certificate of the hawker.

Those officials checked one by one, but they didn't miss anyone, and seeing that it was not far from here, Mo Tian secretly sighed badly, and was busy looking for a dead corner to hide, and then quietly slipped into the alley.

Fortunately, there are three religions and nine streams gathered here, the surrounding buildings are not neatly repaired, and the alleys extend in all directions, and she is not bad luck, so she finally escaped.

But even if she escaped, Mo Tianwei's face was not very good, according to what Fang Cai saw and heard, it can be seen that the security here is not good, the ruling class is extremely strict, and the most deplorable thing is that the household registration management is very strict - where can she get an identity certificate?

What's even more terrifying is that you have to check your identity even when you go shopping, so you can imagine that the piece of paper is indispensable whether you are applying for a job or staying in a house.

She was still thinking about emulating the sages of the Crossing Universe to do something, and now it seemed that the plan was going to go bankrupt.

Then, the top priority is to get an identity certificate first.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance...... No, where there is a business with quick money and high profits, there are businessmen who are not afraid of going to the gallows, this place has such a strict household registration identity, and the more urgent the demand for household registration identity is for black households like her, there will inevitably be people who do fake business, she just needs to find that group of people and ask them to make a certificate for themselves.

Mo Tianwei clearly remembered that she came to this world after entering the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect, maybe this was just a test of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect - something like the illusion, but the problem was that she had looked at it carefully, but she couldn't find the flaws in the illusion, and if she wanted to break the formation, she could only slowly figure it out.

I just don't know if the brothers and sisters have been sent to this place.

Mo Tian sighed slightly, looked at a beggar, and followed behind - this group of people knew a little bit about the news, she could start from them.

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Mo Tianwei's guess can't be said to be wrong, this is indeed a test of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect, but it is not an illusion, but a real world - the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect has an immortal weapon to suppress the sect, and it is also often used to test the disciples, as soon as their group of people entered the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect, they entered the world of testing.

When Mo Tianwei first entered the Sword Shrine, the Sword Shrine was able to send her to a world to take a snapshot and watch Ye Jun's life, and now the immortal weapons of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect can naturally do this.

It's just that this immortal weapon of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect is even better, and the world it chooses for everyone is considered.

Lin Zhaoxing stood on top of the wasteland, looked at the yellow-skinned homeless people around him, and thoughtfully: "The first test has already begun?"

He was not panicked about the loss of his cultivation, after all, he was also a Jindan real person, and there were not a few secret realm relics that he had broken through, and he had encountered similar situations a few times.

"Shouldn't it be an illusion, maybe it's the world?" he pondered, "What should this level be a test?"

He didn't know that Qiushuisu was also teleported into this world, but the two were far away at this time, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to meet in the future.

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The world that Hang Shuxiu was sent to is different from others.

He has cultivated all his body, but this is not because the immortal weapon of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect has released water, but because of ...... He was sent to the plane where the owner of the demon blood lived before - the demon realm!

Hang Shuxiu sat in the city for a while, and heard the long-horned demon clan around him talking about the war with the extraterritorial heavenly demon not long ago, his words were passionate, and when he said that he was excited, he slapped his chest loudly, and he couldn't wait to immediately put on his armor and fight with the heavenly demon for three hundred rounds.

As for the great debacle, they only mentioned it occasionally.

"It turns out that such a great destruction can be stopped?" Hang Shuxiu was shocked, "It is clear that even the plastic film has been shattered, the dimensional space has been torn apart, and the chaotic airflow has poured into ......"

He had to sigh that the powerful supernatural power was really unimaginable to him.

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The place where Zuo Qiu Jing appears is even more interesting.

She only felt a flower in front of her, and when she opened her eyes again, a bright red obscured all vision.

She was shocked, lifted the hijab on her head, and took a closer look, and found that she was actually dressed as a bride, sitting on a rickety sedan chair, and there was the sound of festive firecrackers outside.

"It should be a test, don't rush first, wait and see what happens. ”

Zuo Qiu thought in his heart for a moment, then calmed down and put the hijab on again.

After a short time, the sedan chair stopped, and after being helped out of the sedan chair, a thin but strong hand took her hand and led her to the hall.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Zuo Qiu Jing didn't mind, because in her opinion, this was just an illusion, and after leaving, the illusion would automatically collapse, and she was just marrying a fictional character, which was not a matter at all.

- She didn't know it, and the groom holding her hand thought the same thing.

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Mo Tianwei didn't know what kind of cheating life the rest of the people were experiencing, anyway, she felt that what she had encountered was enough to cheat her father.

"Isn't this scientific, you even need an identity certificate to buy a bun?" Mo Tianwei thought it was incredible, "And these people don't have any silver on them, they actually ...... Scan the QR code to pay?"

It's not that Mo Tianwei hasn't experienced the era of scanning code payment, but this is an ancient society, and you can pay by scanning the seal on your identity certificate, how to think about it is unscientific.

No wonder she didn't have to break the bowl to fill the money when she saw the beggar before, she only hung a sign on her chest - she thought that the sign was written with words like "a good man has a safe life", but she didn't expect it to be an identity certificate, and she just scanned the seal if she wanted to give him some money.

Nibbling on the hard dry food, Mo Tianwei thought thoughtfully, "This may not be a simple ancient society, but ...... A kingdom under the monks?"

This answer will only be more terrifying than the previous speculation, because the monk can do anything, in case her identity as a black household is revealed, she is arrested and imprisoned, and then ...... What should I do if I was cut as a leek and gave it to the Demon Monk to gain experience?

I followed the beggar before and wanted to find someone who could apply for a permit, but I didn't expect to follow and found that this beggar actually had a gang, and the place where they lived was quite good, it didn't look like an ordinary beggar, her mortal body was not enough for her to fly like a martial arts hero and lie on the beam of the house to listen to their conversation, so the plan went bankrupt.

Checking the five copper coins in his hand, Mo Tianwei thought: "I have scanned the code to pay, where did these five copper coins come from? and how should I spend them?"

Practical question: How can a monk who has lost his cultivation and become no different from a mortal, who is a black household, and who has come to a place where he needs to prove his identity even for food, how can he make ends meet and not be arrested as a bad guy?

Answer: slightly.

The sky was getting overcast, and clouds were gathering from all directions, hanging over the city, and the pressure was getting lower and lower, and it was clear that a storm was brewing.

Sighing, Mo Tianwei took one last bite of the dry food, and then rewrapped it and stuffed it back into his clothes.

Clapped her hands, she was ready to take a risk, to test whether the shop here would accept black households, the big deal was that she didn't need to be paid, just a place to eat and live.

She had to take care of herself before she figured out how to pass the test, who knows...... If you die in this world, will you fall outside?

"If you really capsize in the gutter, and when you go to the underworld, a dignified monk, Sword Sect Tianjiao, is actually starving to death, this is too embarrassing......"

Mo Tianwei's figure gradually drifted away.

At dusk, candles were already lit in some houses, and the rain was pouring down on the streets and alleys, and pedestrians were hurrying to and fro to get home before the rain fell.

The rain really became heavier and heavier, and gradually became one, and the sound of the rain suppressed the noise in the city, and in the night, there were few pedestrians.

It's not safe at night.

Of course, Mo Tianwei didn't dare to go to the store in broad daylight to ask people if they wanted to recruit black households as small workers, and black households should have the consciousness of black households. Taking advantage of the night, she chose a pharmacy that was about to close, she was familiar with Chinese medicine, and she was old in her profession!

And she didn't choose randomly, she had seen several poor people send eggs to their stores before, and after listening with her ears sideways, she realized that the owner of this house was kind-hearted, and the fee for catching medicine for the poor people was very low.

"Sounds like a good person, a good person should be easier to talk to, and he won't send me to the government all at once, right?"

Mo Tianwei looked left and right, and threw another layer of ash on his face to hide his appearance, and then walked into the pharmacy.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy often receives poor people, and when he saw Mo Tianwei's respectful face, he didn't show any contempt, but patiently asked her if she needed to buy medicine.

Mo Tianwei hesitated, and only said after a while: "Are you still recruiting people here?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Recruit, but we are recruiting experienced skilled workers." "The implication is that we don't recruit apprentices like you, who are novices at first glance.

"I used to work as a herb picker and was familiar with herbs. Mo Tianwei said, "It's just ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just that I lost my ID......"

The shopkeeper's face changed greatly, and he scolded: "Where did you come from, I ...... it"

Mo Tianwei saw that his face changed, and he knew that something was wrong, and when he heard him shouting loudly, he was in a hurry, and hurriedly stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the neck, wanting to knock people out and then escape.

But she forgot that this body was not the one she was familiar with, and the shopkeeper didn't faint when she slapped her, and her eyes looked at her more and more unkindly, and she was about to shout again.

“......”

Mo Tian was slightly anxious, and slapped him again, so that he could faint the person, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

While the little two in the store were still busy working in the backyard, she fled as if she were flying, and then went around the alley to make some changes to this dress, and ran to the back door of a green building, picked up some rouge gouache, and quickly put on makeup for herself, and finally felt at ease.

"Alas, I forgot, these days, good people meet people who are suspected of being bad people, but they are the first to call the police!" Mo Tianwei knocked his head hard, secretly scolding himself for having his brain in water, "At this time, you should find those black-hearted capitalists, only these people dare to risk being confiscated by the government just to save those wages of one or two or two!"

This night, she hid in a wonderful corner she found when she stepped on the spot during the day, and listened to the shouting and scolding of the officials on the street in the distance, and her heart was very uncomfortable.

She is a monk, her face is not old, she has long been seen, she has flown to the sky, she has traveled all over the world, the avenue is in her sword, how has she fallen to the present, she is not clothed, she is hungry, she hides her head and tail, she has nowhere to live, and she is panicked like a lost dog.

The rain wet her clothes and hair, and when the night breeze blew, Mo Tian shivered slightly, she had not been a mortal for many years, this feeling had been absent for a long time, and she suddenly thought that she would get sick if she was drenched in the rain.

However, she has nowhere to go now.

At this moment, Mo Tianwei was a little overwhelmed in his heart.

She has been cultivating for many years, knows how to use swords, understands wangqi, has a sword body, and has magical powers in her eyes, which can be described as a generation of Tianjiao.

But what about removing these? For example, now, he is not a monk, he has no supernatural powers, he can only use a tattered body, he has no family friends to support him, and he is a black family......

And then it can only be reduced to such a field.

She viciously nibbled on the dry food, which had become even more unpalatable after being soaked in water, and thought, "Am I not as good as a mortal monk?"

"No, I'm just unlucky, I came across such a society, if I had changed places, I would definitely not have fallen to this point - how could I not even be a mortal!"

But in her heart, there seemed to be another voice saying, "If mortals have spiritual roots to cultivate, they will not become low-level beings in the eyes of monks, and they are just unlucky." ”

"How can this be the same?" Mo Tianwei retorted, "Even if they have a spiritual root, can they be like me?

"Then even if you have proof of identity, you may not be able to get ahead, be a very popular minister, and be rich. ”

Mo Tianwei was silent for a moment, and said, "Then what do you want to say? I shouldn't look down on mortals?"

"Should it be or not, it's your own business, who can think for you?"