Yu Xizi looked at his long-lost friend and his first sentence was: "You went to Kunlun. How was Kunlun? Are there really gods?"
Wu Changkong looked at his series of questions: "You ask so many questions, but I can't remember them?"
"Then what did you say you learned?"
Wu Changkong looked at him being aggressive, and he didn't have a good tone: "Then let me ask you, what have you got in all these years of scientific examinations?"
Yu Xizi said: "Don't worry about it. I have learned a lot. But you are carrying a sword and you really have martial arts. You should demonstrate it in front of me."
Wu Changkong said: "You don't know martial arts. If I don't hold on to my moves, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."
Yu Xizi's mind turned around and he said, "I heard that you know a goddess. Is she beautiful? Do you have physical contact with her?"
Wu Changkong did not answer him, and rode ahead alone.
Yu Xizi hurried forward, "I'll go to Xifeng Academy later to see if there are any jobs as a teacher. You can go with me."
"Okay!" Wu Changkong had some doubts: "How can you become a master if you haven't passed the scholar examination? I'm afraid you are mistaken for a disciple!"
Yu Xizi said: "After reading the book a hundred times, you will understand it. I can't catch those eight-legged articles at my fingertips. They can only be found in the sky, let alone the mountains. When you look up, the sun is approaching, and when you look back, the white clouds are low."
Wu Changkong said in his heart: "Since you are reciting the poems of Kou Zhun of the Song Dynasty, I guess Brother Yu thinks he is very capable."
Xifeng Academy is in Huayin. Yu Xizi went up to knock on the door. A book boy opened the door and welcomed the two of them in. Yu Xizi looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall and introduced them smugly.
Not long after, a man dressed as a scholar came out of the room and said that he was the master of this school.
The two of them bowed and saluted, Yu Xizi introduced himself to his family, and the master also introduced himself. Wu Changkong sat aside and watched. The master looked at Wu Changkong's elegant attire, and looking at Yu Xizi, some of them did not look like scholars, and some He wore clothes that were neither monk nor Taoist, and wore a Taoist-looking hat on his head. If it wasn't for the hot weather, he wouldn't have taken off the hat. Seeing him like this, the master shook his head at Wu Changkong, "No." Talk a lot.
Watching Yu Xizi's talk, the master finally said: "My small temple is indeed small, and there are not many people. We don't need people like you now. You'd better choose another place!"
Yu Xizi and Wu Changkong left. Yu Xizi was still mumbling, "Looking at this master, he is not a good teacher. He must be a disciple who misleads his disciples. Did you pay attention to his behavior just now? He said to me while talking. He also said some words about educating people, and I saw that he also wrote some erotic words. Seeing that this person is a hypocrite, he also questioned my belief in traditional Confucianism."
Wu Changkong didn't say much, just listened. He originally wanted to persuade him not to be so self-righteous, but he just didn't listen, "I tell you, I just want to tell them that my talents will be useful, and I won't rely on those so-called false names." Yes, why didn’t I pass the provincial examination? I can be a master.”
Wu Changkong said: "Okay, the word you told me here is pronounced Jiang, but you read it as Jian. If you teach children like this, you are not misleading others. What are you doing?"
Yu Xizi didn't even look at him, he took out a book to read. At this time, the two of them were already having dinner in an inn, but Yu Xizi didn't want to leave the book at all, just not eating well.
What Wu Changkong couldn't stand the most was that Yu Xizi was obviously a son of a poor peasant, but he still imitated the young master from a noble family when eating, being picky and critical about the food.
Seeing his appearance, Wu Changkong shook his head and left after finishing the meal and paying the bill.
Yu Xizi said: "I'll go to the Zen Temple and see how it goes. It's not far from here, just a few steps away. Let's go together and relax."
Wu Changkong said: "I don't want to go!"
"There was a monk there who had very strong muscles. I was extremely happy. He raised his orchid fingers as he spoke. Wu Changkong looked at his crazy fantasy, and the hairs on his body stood on end, and he couldn't help but shudder."
Seeing his friend say this, Yu Xizi didn't know what to say, so he went out alone and waited at the door. Wu Changkong paid for the meal, and Yu Xizi picked it up with a toothpick and said, "It doesn't taste good. Next time I'll wait at the door." I won’t come here to eat anymore, so I will eat at Bingui Restaurant next time. The dishes here are outstanding and you will definitely be happy.”
Wu Changkong nodded and said nothing more. Yu Xizi thought of something and said, "Have you ever heard of Wuji City?"
"What! Wuji City is the realm of warriors. How can you, a literati, fulfill your ambitions?"
"What you don't know is that you can learn a lot by contacting people from other countries or from foreign countries."
"We can get there by climbing over Jiulong Mountain."
"Jiulong Mountain, Wu Changkong thought that Jiulong Mountain is very familiar, but the cold and charming girl Wei Weirui mentioned it. Since we are going to pass by, it might as well stop by and visit."
Wu Changkong had a contrast in his mind with this friend who had grown up together since childhood. Now he had no money and always looked for Wu Changkong when he went out. But now it was good, even the money to buy horses when he went out was bought by Wu Changkong. , Wu Changkong had no choice about this. He originally wanted to put him here and leave by himself, but who would have thought that since this person would say something about going to Jiulong Mountain, and Wu Changkong had the intention of going here, wasn't this another possibility? It's nothing to take advantage of.
Wu Changkong said in his heart: "Is this kid the roundworm in my stomach? Since he guessed it, I also want to go to Jiulong Mountain."
