People come and go on the street, and there are taverns, teahouses, danfang, and utensils on both sides of the street.

There are also many vendors on the roadside who take out their treasures to sell (not the treasure you think),

Isn't this the scene of the ancient streets staged on television? I thought that the monks were all people who practiced asceticism behind closed doors and did not admire prosperity, but I did not expect that they could not escape the desires of the world.

In fact, it is also understandable that the cultivators here are generally in the realm of physical training, and they are the lowest level of cultivators, and they are not yet able to get rid of the five grains and have no desires.

casually found a cool courtyard where no one was around, and Zhang Heng sat down.

In fact, how to brush the sense of existence, Zhang Heng has already thought very clearly, through the various classics he has read in the past three days, Zhang Heng found a very interesting phenomenon.

In the Immortal Cultivation Continent, the spiritual power is sufficient, so people worship martial arts and respect their strength.

Therefore, the people here are generally not highly educated. In other words, no one here has ever gone to school...

Therefore, the advantages of Zhang Heng's modern memory are reflected. Do you know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

But there are no absolutes, in this world where martial arts are supreme. There are also people who go to learn the way of calligraphy and painting, such as some people like Zhang Heng who have no talent for cultivation.

After sitting down, Zhang Heng took a pen and paper from Xiaohong's hand, wrote a big poem on a piece of paper, marked a piece of jade next to it, and then ordered Xiaohong to paste it on the stone pillar outside the court.

At this point, Xiaohong finally understood what her young master was going to do, "Young master, do you know how to write poetry?" Xiaohong said she didn't believe it.

"Joke, young master, I will have more things" Zhang Heng returned angrily. Then he stopped talking and sat quietly.

I just crossed over, and my head was a little confused.

"Young master, if you don't go to sell, there will be no customers. The girl pretended to be profound.

I'll go, you should be selling Chinese cabbage, and you are still selling, Zhang Heng was extremely speechless.

is the so-called: Jiang Taigong fishes, the willing person takes the bait, and his Zhang Heng's poems can only be obtained by those who are destined.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

But Zhang Heng's cool court has never been cared for, and it seems that there are still many illiterate people in this world.

Although no one has been cared for, Zhang Heng is not in a hurry at all, his poems are written to these vulgar people, do they understand?

Another half an hour passed, and at this time, a woman covered with white veil appeared at the end of the street. Walking in the direction of Zhang Heng with graceful steps,

When the woman appeared, Zhang Heng knew that the person he was waiting for was coming. This woman is well-dressed, and more importantly, she has a cold temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away.

At this glance, you know that there is a person with status, background, and appreciation. Zhang Heng is waiting for this kind of person.

Zhang Heng thought very clearly, in this world where strength is respected, it is impossible for him, a waste wood with zero combat effectiveness, to attract the attention of others because of his cultivation, since the martial arts are not passable, then take the literary path, and poetry is the best choice.

Choose a woman with good looks, background, and poetry, and then use the knowledge you learned in your previous life to get in touch with her.

There are two consequences of doing so, one is that the woman takes a fancy to her and brings her back to the family, and the other is that the woman does not take a fancy to her and is beaten up by her suitors. Either way, Zhang Heng can increase his presence.

Is it really possible? Zhang Heng himself expressed doubts.

When the woman came to the court, Zhang Heng cranked the folding fan in his hand, looking like a handsome son, and then said leisurely:

There are beautiful women in the north. Peerless and independent.

A look at the city. Then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country. Beautiful women are hard to come by.

This Li Yannian song is used to praise these women, it is not hand-to-hand.

Here she comes.

When Zhang Heng finished reading the poem, the woman happened to come to him,

Obediently surrender to the talent of this young master, Zhang Heng laughed wildly in his heart.

The woman didn't mention poetry, and asked Zhang Heng directly: "Little brother, do you know where Murong Mansion is going?"

Asking for directions? You're teasing me,

Zhang Heng can understand that people in this world never play cards according to routines. You didn't react to such a good poem after listening to it.

Zhang Heng suddenly felt defeated, it seems that the idea of writing poems to brush up on the sense of existence will not work, God, martial arts are not good, and writing is useless. What the hell do you want from me?

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't answer, the woman took a step closer, put her hands on the stone table in front of Zhang Heng, leaned forward, and said seductively: "Little brother, do you know, can you do it?"

After speaking, he also blew lightly in Zhang Heng's ear.

Are you teasing me? No, that's not the point, the point is that he obviously has a cold temperament, but he acts and speaks so passionately, the legendary two heavens of ice and fire? Who can withstand this.

Seeing that the woman seemed to want to go further, Zhang Heng did not retreat but advanced, took the initiative to step forward, and said with a cheap smile: "If you can't try it, you will know,"

The woman got up at this time, then stretched out her jade finger and gently pushed Zhang Heng, and laughed: "Naughty, do you know it, tell my sister quickly",

Zhang Heng got up, pointed in the direction of Murong's house, and hurriedly said, "Turn left in front, and then go straight to get there, walk slowly, don't send it." ”

In the past few days, in addition to reading all kinds of classics, he has also learned a lot of things from Xiaohong. Therefore, Zhang Heng knew the direction of the Murong family.

After all, it is the fiancée's family, although it is the former fiancée, but the future, who can say clearly.

The disciples of the Linglong Holy Land have no lust? No, no, no, as long as they are human, they will have seven emotions and six desires.

Zhang Heng's goal is to one day, rush into the exquisite holy land and love all the girls there.

The woman got the answer, turned around and left,

Zhang Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if he continues like this, he must make a fool of himself.

Who knew that the woman suddenly stopped outside the pavilion, and then turned around and said: "Thank you, little brother, the poetry is good, but I don't understand, bring someone who understands poetry to play with you another day." ”

Damn, it's a shame to be a big deal now, I have lived two lives in vain, and I was actually molested by a woman, which may be a stain that cannot be washed away for a lifetime.

In fact, Zhang Heng can't be blamed, although he has been a human being in two lives, everything he did in his previous life was just to be alive, and he had no time to talk about his children's private affairs, and in this life, he had just traveled four days, even if he wanted to, he didn't have time.

"Young master, it's getting dark, we should go back. Xiaohong's voice came to suggest.

Zhang Heng looked outside, sure enough, damn, he worked all day in vain, he didn't catch a single hair, not to mention, he was teased and made ugly, is there any love in this world.

The appearance of the woman made Zhang Heng understand that most people in this world are not interested in poetry, and it seems that if they want to brush up their sense of existence, they have to change their ways.

"Xiaohong, pack your things, let's go back. After that, Zhang Heng wanted to go back to Zhang's mansion. ”