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After entering the bustling Suzhou City, Wang Fu was still scared and shouted unlucky, saying that he didn't expect that in the middle of winter, he would encounter snakes, and it was such a huge and terrifying giant snake.

There will be evil in everything.

For this reason, he asked Chen Jianchen many times, asking if the snake had become a demon; Chen Jianchen only replied vaguely that he was not very clear about it.

He was indeed not sure.

Or, even if it is certain, so what? In the current situation, he cannot cross mountains and hills to catch monsters. He doesn't know if the government will ask someone to take action. He should have a reward as usual, just like asking someone to go up the mountain to fight a tiger.

He entered Suzhou, found an inn and settled down, but that night, Wang Fu actually had a high fever, whether because of the fright or other reasons. The servant quickly went out to ask the doctor, and prescribed medicine, saying that he would have to lie down for two days before he could fully recover.

Such an accident happened as soon as he arrived at the place. Wang Fu was almost crying, and his plan to go out with Chen Jianchen could only be temporarily stranded.

However, he couldn't walk, but Chen Jianchen couldn't rest. He talked to Wang Fu, and then walked out of the inn alone, preparing to walk around and see the customs and customs.

Suzhou Prefecture is much larger than Jiangzhou and is more prosperous. Even in the cold winter, the streets are still flowing and bustling. The city is full of pavilions and towers, and there are small bridges and flowing water, which is quite a bit of graceful atmosphere in the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. If it is raining lightly in the sky, and walking on the streets and alleys with an oil-paper umbrella, it should be more flavorful.

"There is a golden house in the book, and the beautiful woman in the book..."

Suddenly, a loud reading sound came from the front. When I looked at it, there was a man wearing an old blue Confucian robe holding a book in his hand. While walking, he was shaking his head and reading. As if no one was around, he was completely immersed in, ignoring the eyes and opinions of outsiders at all.

It was cold, but he was thin and his shoes on his left foot had a small hole, and his toe was revealed. He looked very slim.

"Look, that bookworm is coming out again..."

"It's so pitiful. I heard that his family was out of stock after the winter began. I pity his old mother..."

"What can I do? He has been reading so hard. It is said that the collection of books in his family can be sold for a lot of money, but he would rather be hungry than sell them."

"Haha, otherwise, how can you call a bookworm? Those books are left by his father. He loves them as life. Not to mention selling them, they can't even touch them."

People on the street pointed at the Luotuo man and talked a lot, and there were some people who shook their heads and sighed, some people who were pitiful, and some people who despise them.

Listening to these comments, Chen Jianchen was quite curious and asked, and this inquiry really found a "best-class" scholar.

It turns out that this person's surname is Zhang, his name is Yun, and his courtesy name is Yuzhu. He is a native of Suzhou. He is considered a scholar-in-law. His ancestors once served as the prefect, but because of his integrity, he has been passed down from generation to generation, with only a room of books left.

Zhang Huanyun read a lot and was good at writing. He got the fame of scholars at the age of 18. He was at the top of the exam every year. However, Wen Zhang hated his life and participated in several provincial examinations and was unnamed and could not pass the exam.

His father died early and depended on his old mother who was unable to work. He had no ability to manage his family. His family was getting poorer year by year. In the end, everything was sold out, leaving only a room of books. His life became more and more difficult, and he almost reached the point where he could not continue his meal.

If you change ordinary people, you will definitely find a way to make money if you are about to lose your life. Zhang Huanyun was a scholar. If you are tempted, it would be easier to make money. But he would not go out of the door and stay at home to study almost all day long, studying day and night, constantly in winter and summer, and never propose marriages. As for relatives and guests who come to visit, he could only say a few words, so he put the guests aside, held a book by himself, and read aloud.

If this situation is the case, where can those guests sit? Hurry up and pat their butts and leave.

In fact, Zhang Huanyun did not intend to be an official, but believed in the famous sayings of ancient poems: "There are thousands of bells of grain in books, the golden house in books, and the beautiful Ruyu in books!"

The reason why he believed it was because he was studying was that once he was studying, a strong wind blew up and blew away a book. Zhang Huanyun hurriedly chased after it, but unexpectedly, the place where the book fell was a cellar with rotten grass inside. When he dug it open, he found a lot of rotten grain, which was no longer inedible - this place was a place where grain was stored in ancient times.

However, Zhang Huanyun immediately believed that the book was spiritual and led him to find the cellar, confirming the famous saying "There are thousands of bells of millet in the book".

Another time, while cleaning up his ancestral collection, he found a portrait of a beautiful woman cut out of brocade cloth on the 38th page of an ancient book.

The portrait is cut very evenly and exquisitely, and the appearance and clothing are depicted with ink, and the eyebrows are vivid, just like you are about to come back to life.

When Zhang Huanyun saw it, she was surprised and happy. She immediately thought of the saying "There is a Yan Ruyu in the book". As she looked at it, she immediately became a little crazy.

Since then, he has placed this lady painting on the table every day, watching it with love, and even reached the point of "forgot to eat when you are useless"! He often dreams at night, dreaming of meeting the lady, loving and indescribable attachment...

Zhang Huanyun's old mother saw that he was as if he was obsessed, and she didn't listen to him, so she could only sigh. In addition, the old man had to go out with a cane and go out to beg for food on the street. She brought some food every day to give her son who was over thirty years old.

As the saying goes, "White-haired people give birth to black hair", it is extremely hurtful for the world, so what if "White-haired people raise black hair"?

What a helpless and sad that is!

Hearing this, Chen Jianchen was inexplicably angry: What's the use of a nerd like Zhang Huanyun even if he reads thousands of books? He can't do academics well, can't do business, and can't do practical things. He still needs to support his mother in his sixties or seventies. He is like a parasite, and it is useless.

Hey!

Chen Jianchen suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, experiencing the almost absurd little story he heard, and suddenly thought: Could it be that the picture of a lady sandwiched in ancient books has become spiritual and becomes a monster? That's why he sent a dream to Zhang Huanyun every night to confuse his nature?

This is not impossible. Animals become monsters, vegetation becomes spirits, and stones can become monsters. Then, it is very possible that a picture of a lady becomes a monster.

Thinking of this, Chen Jianchen speeded up and followed Zhang Huanyun - he had decided in his heart to take care of this matter!
Chapter completed!