Chen Luo opened his eyes again and felt dizzy, which was obviously the sequelae of being beaten before. Chen Luo calmed down for a while and then looked around.
Different from the first time when he woke up and lay in a coffin, this time Chen Luo was sleeping on an embroidered bed, with a light gauze curtain, an embroidered pillow and quilt, and the tip of his nose could smell a hint of the fragrance of flowers and plants. Chen Luo thought for a moment and knew that this was his sister Chen Xuan's boudoir.
Turning his head, he saw that Chen Xuan was already asleep on the table in the room. Chen Luo looked at Chen Xuan carefully. In the memory of his predecessor, Chen Xuan was a sharp-minded woman who treated him fairly well, but he did not dare to get too close to her.
At this time, in Chen Luo's view, his predecessor was simply a pig's brain. If this Chen Xuan were placed in the Blue Star of her previous life, she would be a beauty with millions of fans.
Sure enough, in the eyes of his younger brother, no matter how beautiful the sister is, she is like a flower.
However, this body now is that of a younger brother.
Chen Luo sighed secretly in his heart. He did not disturb the sleeping Chen Xuan, but gathered his thoughts...
Obviously, the dream just now was about his golden finger arriving in the account.
It's that "Short Biography of Zhong Kui"!
It's not accurate to say that. Strictly speaking, my golden fingers should be all the books I will get in the future.
At this point, it’s time to revisit the memory of the predecessor.
This is a fairy world, but it is different from the fairy world that Chen Luo read about in the Internet in his previous life. The way to gain strength in this world is reading.
It is said that the characters in this world were once projected from heaven. Such characters are called "Yawen", and by reading the classics copied by Yawen, one can gain extraordinary power from them.
Reading Confucian classics can cultivate great righteousness; reading Taoist collections can generate innate energy; reading Buddhist scriptures can understand the true meaning of reincarnation.
From this, three paths of spiritual cultivation, namely Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, were created.
As a result, this world is similar to the Chinese Tang and Song dynasties in terms of cultural level. Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism are flourishing, and all kinds of classics are as numerous as fish in the vast sea and stars in the sky.
but!
Although there are many classics, there are only three classics.
There are no Liyuan operas or storytelling scripts in this world.
There are no Four Great Classics, no Four Dreams of Linchuan;
There are no Tang Zhiguai legends or Ming and Qing novels;
No fairy tales, no ghost notes;
There is no Pu Songling, no Wu Chengen;
There is no Tang Xianzu and no Feng Menglong;
From this perspective, it is simply a cultural desert.
Chen Luo learned in his dream that the sea of flowers filled with flowers in his dream was all-encompassing, and all of them were books other than the classics of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism.
A true collection of extracurricular books!
"I don't know what effect those books have. Also, "The Brief Biography of Zhong Kui" seems to be relevant to the ghost hunting profession, but does it really work?" Thinking of this, Chen Luo sat up from the bed and prepared to read the article in his mind. I tried writing "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui", but as soon as I got up, I woke up Chen Xuan who was sleeping soundly.
"Xiao Luo!" When Chen Xuan saw Chen Luo waking up, she immediately rushed forward and hugged Chen Luo tightly, "You finally woke up. Does your head still hurt? Are you hungry? Or do you want to drink water?"
Chen Luo, who was hugged by Chen Xuan, blushed instantly. In his previous life, thanks to various short video apps, Chen Luo saw a lot of beauties, but real close contact was limited to shaking hands.
"It's... not bad..." Chen Luo replied stiffly.
"No, why is your heart beating so fast?" Chen Xuan flipped her hand and landed on Chen Luo's wrist. She frowned slightly, then reached out and touched Chen Luo's forehead, "Why is your face so hot? Just wait, I'll go and let you go. The housekeeper called the doctor..." Chen Xuan stood up and was about to walk out. Chen Luo quickly grabbed Chen Xuan and said, "Wait a minute."
Chen Xuan turned her head and frowned: "What's wrong?"
Chen Luo quickly replied: "I'm fine, maybe it was covered by the quilt. Look, I'm a little better now."
Chen Xuan put her hand on Chen Luo's pulse again, and felt that Chen Luo's pulse had indeed returned to normal. Then she nodded, glanced at the quilt, and said: "A ritual ceremony was performed in your room before, so it is unlucky to live in it now. I'll ask Xiaohuan to bring you a thinner set of quilts."
Chen Luo nodded, and Chen Xuan looked Chen Luo up and down again before walking out of the room.
Seeing Chen Xuan leave, Chen Luo let out a long breath. To be honest, he still had to do some mental construction on how to get along with this beautiful sister in the future.
Just think about orthopedics, but if you really get it, you will die!
At this time, Chen Luo was the only one left in the room. Chen Luo got off the bed, put on his shoes and walked to the desk. He spread out the paper, dipped his pen in ink, and started writing "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui". Thanks to the memory of his predecessor, Yawen Chen Luo has also completely mastered it, and his calligraphy skills are at an average to above average level.
Chen Luo held the brush and was about to write on the white paper. At this moment, he suddenly felt a great force coming to him, stopping him from writing.
"Is this...the power of heaven?" Chen Luo was confused again. He once mentioned in his memory that in this world, if you want to write a book or make an article, you must comply with the true meaning of heaven. This is also the fundamental reason why reading can gain power. If it doesn't get approval from Heaven, it's impossible to write it successfully. Because of this, the only books written in "Yawen" in this world are the classics of the three religions.
This way of heaven is very similar to the parents of Xiaoshengchu - no idle books are allowed at home!
At this moment, Chen Luo seemed to see "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui" appearing in the sea of flowers in the dreamland on the white paper he was writing. This illusion passed in a flash, but almost at the same time, Chen Luo also sensed the divine influence on himself. The power also disappeared at the same time.
"So it turns out that only books obtained in the sea of flowers in the dreamland can be written under the laws of heaven in this world and be recognized by heaven." Chen Luo realized something in his heart, "If I want to write Journey to the West now, even if it is just oral, I estimate that heaven will The power will also make me speechless..."
Thinking of this, Chen Luo did not delay and immediately started writing "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui".
"A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui" is not long, only a few hundred words. This article comes from "Tongjian of the Immortals of the Past Dynasties", also known as "The Records of the Same Origin of the Three Religions", which is a long vernacular novel from the Qing Dynasty.
"Zhong Kui was a native of Zhongnan Mountain, Shaanxi. He was very talented when he was young... So Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty ordered Wu Daozi to make a painting of Zhong Kui catching ghosts in his dream and hang it in the palace to ward off evil spirits and suppress demons."
When Chen Luo wrote the last word, the paper suddenly rose up without wind and hung in mid-air. The words written in ink on the paper suddenly glowed with golden light, and in this golden light, a figure slowly poked its head out of the paper. In just a few seconds, an ugly man rose out of the paper and landed in front of Chen Luo.
The ugly man was nearly two meters tall, with a leopard head and ringed eyes, an iron face and curly temples, a ferocious face, and was dressed in red court clothes and a No. 1 Scholar's hat. His face was solemn, he looked at Chen Luo for a moment, cupped his hands and fists, bowed and saluted, and said——
"A certain Zhong Kui has met his lord!"
