In stark contrast to the booming business of the bun shop, the calligraphy and painting shop opened by the scholar was still crowded at this time, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall did not decrease, and the money in the scholar's money basket was not much, and even Yi Jun guessed that the scholar might not have eaten for a day.

But the scholar did not seem to feel depressed, nor hungry, and he still sat behind the desk, writing his words and making his drawings very earnestly.

Yi Jun suddenly felt that this scholar was somewhat similar to himself, so he stood on his feet, and then walked up slowly.

The scholar felt someone approaching, he raised his head, and when he saw Yi Jun, he smiled slightly, and then lowered his head to write his words and draw his paintings.

"It's not going to work like this. Yi Jun walked up to the scholar and spoke.

Hearing Yi Jun speak, the scholar raised his head and glanced at Yi Jun again, then he stood up and said politely to Yi Jun: "Little brother also knows how to do business?"

"I don't know much, but I understand it slightly, but you really can't do it here. Yi Jun looked around and continued to speak to the scholar.

"How can you see it?" The scholar was kind, knowing that Yi Jun was not here to buy calligraphy and paintings, he was still kind enough to him.

"First of all, the location is not good, calligraphy and painting are elegant things, how can they be next to steamed buns, dog meat, and pig heads?"

"Secondly, the content of your calligraphy and painting is not good, the people walking here are all peddlers and pawns, and no one among the ordinary people can understand your spring and white snow, do they need to send letters to distant relatives and friends, or do they need to sue their neighbors and officials who oppress them, if they want to write poems, you need to go to the Piaoxiang River, if you want to paint, you need to go to Daming Lake, what is the use of doing these things here?"

Yi Jun said to himself, ignoring the scholar's face, in fact, he didn't need to care about this matter at all, it's just that he has been criticized a lot in recent days, and his brother has betrayed him, so he is a little depressed, and when he sees people in a similar situation to himself, he also wants to come forward and belittle, in order to enjoy the happiness of debasement.

This has to be said to be a despicable act, basing happiness on the pain of others, but Yi Jun is happy now, and he is happy to do so.

I'm happy that money is hard to buy, that's what he said, and Yi Jun is not afraid of being beaten, although the scholar is older than him, he will definitely not be able to beat him, and if he wants to run, I believe that no one in the whole street will be able to catch up with him.

Therefore, Yi Jun has no worries about saying these words.

However. What made Yi Jun a little puzzled was that when he heard his words, the scholar was not angry, and he was not embarrassed, but still smiled humbly, and then, the other party straightened his waist.

"Little brother, I know that you are a good person, and you came to guide me when I saw that I really had no business here, but there must be something that my little brother must have made a mistake. The scholar still smiled kindly at Yi Jun and opened his mouth to explain.

"Mistaken, where did you get it wrong?" Yi Jun was stunned.

"First of all, the reason why I chose this place is because the rent here was very cheap at that time, I could afford to rent it, and there were enough people here, and secondly, I didn't choose this place to make money at the beginning, I just wanted to practice my calligraphy, practice my concentration to write and paint in the downtown area, it doesn't matter if I make money or not. The scholar continued to explain to Yi Jun.

"Is your family rich?" Yi Jun frowned, Yi Jun didn't particularly agree with this statement.

"No, on the contrary, my family is poor. The scholar shook his head.

"If your mother is seriously ill and bedridden, has no money for medical treatment, and your wife and children have vegetables and no food and clothing all day long, will you still think like this?" Yi Jun began to speak venomously, and his words were very sharp.

Hearing this, the middle-aged scholar's face suddenly darkened, he lowered his head, and only raised it after a while, and then he began to point to the other shops around.

"Yes, if that's the case, of course I'll envy them, it's just that there's no end to making money, you see the bun shop making money, but it's better to sell pork than to make buns, and selling pork is not as good as selling smuggled salt, and even compared to the back, you may go to be a bandit, you may be a rogue, because being a bandit and a rogue, and you don't have to work much, and you are still you at that time?"

"My mother is seriously ill and bedridden, maybe she will die, her wife and children will not have food and clothing all day long, and she may run, but whether she is dead or running, when they chose me, it was their life, and I am not not working hard, I have been working hard for decades, but I am more than diligent, and my qualifications are limited, so I can't help it. ”

"Don't forget your original intention, don't forget your original self, I think this is my success, as for what other people think of me and how they treat me, so what?"

The scholar talked eloquently, and Yi Jun listened quietly.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun tilted over, shining on the surrounding shops, shining in front of the scholar's bookcase, shining on his body, shining on his face, under the highlight, Yi Jun suddenly felt that the scholar was so holy, so awe-inspiring, his holiness and awe-inspiring even surpassed the saint - more holy than the saint, more awe-inspiring than the saint.

For a while, Yi Jun suddenly felt very ashamed, this feeling of shame made him never appear in front of the saint, and he never appeared in front of the saint, but in front of this middle-aged and down-and-out scholar, Yi Jun felt very ashamed.

At the same time, he also thought of his father Yi Wenjing.

Yi Wenjing reads because he loves reading, not because of his career, so even if he gets to this step, he is still optimistic and upward, which is what Yi Jun wants to learn.

Down-and-out scholars have never forgotten their original self, and even in the midst of the red dust and materialistic desires, they still maintain their original intentions, which is even more commendable.

So what about yourself, in the illusion formed by the starlight array, has you lost yourself?

Yes, many other people who are not as good as themselves have been given much more than they have gotten, but are those things that they need, what they have always wanted?

You know, before entering the Starlight Great Array, he didn't know what shells were in it, let alone that there were thorn grass, dark orchids, and starry sky trees, at the beginning, the stone tablet only tested his own way, and asked him about the way of pursuit two hundred and ninety-eight times, at that time, he was also very resolute, and answered two hundred and ninety-eight times, but why did he not persevere in just three months, and he wanted to change?

"Did I learn channeling for my father?" Yi Jun asked himself.

He thought about this question for a long time, and finally found that it was not exactly.

It can be said that he had psychic potential when he was born, and at that time he didn't know what happened to his father, and he didn't have a special experience of the unfairness, but at that time, he liked to play the flute and paint, so that he was still not afraid of attracting wild wolves.

What does this mean, this shows that he likes these things in the first place, without any reason, simply like them.

"Am I pursuing fairness for greater good?" Yi Jun asked himself again.

He also thought about this question for a long time, and finally found that it was still not, and it was not 100,000 percent certain.

If it is for the sake of benefit, he does not need to pursue this way, to please the saints, to please the saints, to do things according to their will, according to their pleasures, what else is needed?

He pursues this Tao only because he likes fairness, fair who to compete, fair treatment of others, everything, fairness is good, only fairness can make him feel the joy of life, the peace of death.

Yi Jun stood in front of the middle-aged scholar in a daze, but the middle-aged scholar did not disturb him, he sat down again and continued to write his words and draw his paintings.

It's just that this time, he seems to have a special feeling, he made a good poem and wrote a good set of words.

I saw that on a large piece of paper, he wrote: "There is no rain and dew in the desert outside the Seychelles, and there are flowers and trees as well." ”

He also wrote on a large piece of paper: "The east wind has nothing to do, and the makeup is ten thousand flowers." ”

Yi Jun saw these two poems and saw these two lines of words, and there were a few people who also saw these two poems and two lines of words with Yi Jun, which were a few people who walked past the scholar's desk and were carrying buns and fritters.

However, unlike these people, in addition to these two poems and two lines of words, Yi Jun also saw that there was a crystal very spiritual thing on those two large pieces of paper that drilled into his body along the barrel of the middle-aged scholar's pen.

Yi Jun was very surprised, so he released one of his spiritual grasses, and as he got the crystal very spiritual things, he also drilled into the body of the middle-aged scholar.

As a result, the spiritual grass came into contact with the spirituality, and along the spirituality, it came into contact with the spirituality that the middle-aged scholar originally had, and it was just a moment of blending, and the spiritual grass grew rapidly, and soon, it jumped from the high level of the Three Realms to the peak of the Three Realms.

It's an instantaneous boost.

Yi Jun felt the change in the spiritual grass and felt its growth, and for a while, his heart was also full of joy.

So, Yi Jun bowed deeply to the middle-aged scholar, and then straightened up and walked resolutely towards the outside of Yunjing City.

Not long after Yi Jun left, an old man carrying a birdcage and wearing a fancy dress came to the middle-aged man's desk, he saw the two lines of words written by the scholar, the two poems written, and soon, his eyes widened and he threw away the birdcage.

"I bought these two characters, and I gave them five hundred gold each, but also?" said the old man to the middle-aged man very excitedly.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he raised his head, and when he saw the old man's face clearly, he was also excited.

"Mountains and rivers, finally meet a soulmate!" The middle-aged scholar sighed, his heart was very gratified, he looked at the steamed bun shop next to him, and then looked at the pork shop next to him, and then bowed deeply.

"Thank you!" he whispered to the proprietress of the bun shop and the owner of the pork shop.

(Note 1: I asked these chapters to be written for my own encouragement, and I also gave encouragement to my colleagues who had the same feelings as me, had similar experiences, and had similar feelings, come on, together!) (To be continued.) )