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A few minutes later, he sank into the sofa. He recalled the past once again. However, the telephone rang out again, and he couldn't help but feel irritated.

Sitting on the sofa, he was too lazy to move, but the telephone seemed to be on bad terms with him, ringing endlessly.

No matter how he asked, there was no reply. Just as he was about to hang up and pull out the phone, he heard a voice that made his entire body tremble: ”Father, it's me, Lin Jin, I'm fine, it's just that, I don't want to come back yet, I hope you can take care of your health.

At that time, I will come back to see you guys again. Goodbye! ” Then, there was a busy sound …

Not mentioning how excited Lin Zhenbang was when he found out that Lin Jin had not died yet, but after Lin Jin managed to call him by that name with difficulty, he suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart, as if the shackles that had been on him for a long time had been removed.

However, he did not want to return to the Ninghua, because in the few months since he had been in the underground cave, he already understood that from the moment he had started cultivating on the road of dao, it was impossible for him to return to live a normal life. Furthermore, even though the sacred art he knew was extremely mysterious, it was not necessarily a blessing for his relatives.

That was why he had called back to make them put down their feelings of sadness, but not to go back.

He gave Talking about the Old Man another call and Lin Jin relaxed a lot more. He did not take out the ic card that was still stuck in the slot and happily smiled, then turned and floated away.

When the passersby saw the beggar smile so happily, they thought he was crazy. They couldn't help but give him another glance, but they were also infected by his happiness and didn't realize that they were also smiling.

However, they did not take this matter seriously, as a small ingredient in their lives.

Because he was worried that the zhenqi would attack again, Lin Jin didn't use his ability to fly up to the sky. Instead, he started to wander around the city with the intention to enjoy the scenery of his hometown.

This city was not very big, even compared to Ninghua, who was also not very big, it was much smaller. However, because he was at the edge of the Poyang Lake, the greenery and freshness of the air was much better than when she was just passing by a river.

However, what made him feel the most new was the way others looked at him.

Up till now, he had seen many different kinds of eyes that looked at him. However, he couldn't deny that today was the day where he saw the most different kinds of eyes.

Among these gazes, there was scorn, pity, curiosity, disgust, sympathy and also indifference … Even though these gazes were insignificant in their expression, Lin Jin, who had unintentionally felt all these attitudes, felt them all the more.

Without question, Taoist was the most sensitive to human emotions. Wise people could see the sea from a drop of water, but Taoist could also see their attitude towards life from a normal expression of emotions.

When he did not know how many people had looked at him with disgust, and when Lin Jin sensed the truest of emotions from that person's heart, he could not help but suddenly understand. Wasn't comprehending the emotions of an ordinary person also a type of cultivation? Moreover, this kind of soul training, wasn't it precisely due to his age and lack of experience that he needed the most?

He had originally wanted to buy better clothes to wear, but in this world, what could be more emotional than a wandering beggar?

Then, if he were to cultivate now, wouldn't it be better to be a beggar?

When he thought of this, he was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and started laughing.

After that, another beggar appeared in the world, a strange beggar that traveled around China.