No one knows taboo better than me

Chapter 42 Old Temple Street

"Then do you have any books on swordsmanship here?" Chu Zheng asked after a pause.

"No, you have to go to Laomiao Street in the South District to have a look. There are a lot of things there, maybe there is something you want." Hearing this, the bookstore owner waved his hand, and he no longer wanted to talk to Chu Zheng.

The customers of his bookstore are all descendants of aristocratic families, and they are all scholars.Where can I buy those messy martial arts cheats.

If someone makes a mistake in practice, he can't afford it here.

Besides, Chu Zheng wanted to publish a book, practice martial arts, and practice sword again, which made him a little impatient.

If it was his nephew, he would have already taken off his shoes and smoked it directly.

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Chu Zheng bowed his hands to the owner of the bookstore.

"You're welcome." The owner of the bookstore saluted casually.

Immediately, Chu Zheng walked towards Laomiao Street with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his arms.

The closer to Laomiao Street, the more and more people flow.

Laomiao Street was established based on the City God's Temple. At the beginning, it was selling incense candles and other things. Later, because of the large number of people, there were snacks.

Later, some people selling various things came over, and gradually formed this prosperous old temple street.

Chu Zheng was walking in the old temple street.

He soon saw some martial arts cheats for sale.

"The Illustrated Book of Heaven..." Chu Zheng saw a book, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Then he looked at another book.

"Heaven-slashing sword technique."

"Very good..." Chu Zheng felt that his three views had been impacted.

The name looks very powerful, but the place where it appears is a bit wrong.

"Little brother, do you want to buy it?" The stall owner saw Chu Zheng standing there for a while, and couldn't help becoming eager, "These two peerless cheat books are 200 Wen each, buy two, and I'll give you a copy of "Qing Hua Ming Yue" picture"."

"Forget it, forget it." Chu Zheng shook his head.

He couldn't believe that he was so lucky to buy some peerless cheats at this stall.

He didn't even want to turn it over.

After that, he was ready to leave.

Seeing that Chu Zheng was about to leave, the stall owner sat down helplessly and began to wait for the next one to be taken advantage of.

And at this moment, Chu Zheng paused suddenly, and looked at the "Picture of Clear Flowers and Bright Moon" that the stall owner had just mentioned.

At this moment, he remembered that he had heard of "The Picture of Clear Flowers and Bright Moon" before.

"Blue Flowers and Bright Moon" is a book with pictures of beauties, which was drawn by a painter trained by Qingfeng Pavilion, a power in the world.It is said that the beauties in the brothels in the Jiangnan area are all painted on it.

"I didn't think there was such a thing here."

Thinking of this, Chu Zheng thought of the learning materials on his computer hard drive in his previous life, and his heart was itchy.

He felt that it was necessary for him to criticize the bad atmosphere in this world.

"Boss, how do you sell this "Picture of Clear Flowers and Bright Moon"?"

In the end, Chu Zheng bargained with the boss and spent 100 copper coins to buy the "Picture of Qing Hua Ming Yue".

This is because this blue and white painting of the bright moon is from last year, otherwise, the price would have been at least 500 renminbi.

Chu Zheng took a little look at the picture of clear flowers and bright moon on the street, and found that the picture was not as good-looking as the animation in his previous life, but because of the ancient style, it had a special flavor, and overall it was quite good.

Yanhuan is fat and thin, exotic and varied.

It looks much better than the star carved out of a mold in the previous life.

However, Chu Zheng still cared more about the influence, so he just glanced at it hastily, and stuffed the book into his bosom.

Then, Chu Zheng continued to wander around.

He found that this place was very similar to some flea markets in his previous life, and some exercises were boasted as miraculous.

Some people even told him that he was a martial arts prodigy.

If it wasn't for Chu Zheng's self-knowledge, he would have almost believed it.

So after shopping around twice, Chu Zheng couldn't find a more serious sword manual.

"Little brother." Just as Chu Zheng was about to leave, someone suddenly stopped him.

Chu Zheng looked back and saw a thin young man.

The young man was handsome, fair-skinned, with a burst of heroism between his brows and eyes.

This young man was Li Ming who gave the banana leaves yesterday.

"Mr. Li, what a coincidence." Chu Zheng greeted the other party politely.

The banana leaves given by the other party yesterday are very useful, and my sister's cold is much better, so he is naturally more polite to the other party.

"Don't call me Mr. Li. If you don't mind, just call me Big Brother Li." Li Ming smiled lightly and said, "I came here to buy plantain seedlings. It's really a coincidence that I met you."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "By the way, I don't know what you call it yet."

"My name is Chu Zheng." Chu Zheng looked at Li Ming's hand, and there were indeed two plantain seedlings in his hand.

"So it's little brother Chu." Li Ming smiled, and then he also noticed that Chu Zheng was looking at the plantain seedling in his hand, and couldn't help laughing: "What? Do you like plantains too?"

Chu Zheng was slightly taken aback.

He really didn't have this preference. In his previous life, he didn't even know the difference between plantains and bananas.

"I like it very much." Chu Zheng replied politely.

He really likes eating bananas.

"It's early today, do you want to come to my house?" Li Ming asked with his eyes lit up when he heard Chu Zheng's words.

"Alright." Chu Zheng paused, then nodded.

He doesn't really want to go shopping in this old temple street now.

If he bought a book of swordsmanship here, he was afraid that he would practice crookedly while practicing.

Moreover, he also has a good impression of Li Ming, and wants to have a good chat.

The two walked and chatted along the way.

On the way, Chu Zheng discovered through chatting that Li Ming was quite good except that he was more introverted.

He is gentle and elegant, neither sick nor slow, and has an excessive love for plantains.

According to Li Ming, a pond was dug in his house, which was specially used to grow plantains.

"Brother Chu, on a rainy day, listening to the sound of the rain hitting plantains, one's mind can drift far away. I remember that there is a relatively empty space in your yard, and you can plant a few plantains." Li Ming walked on the road , recommended with a smile.

When Chu Zheng heard this, he also found it a little funny.

He suddenly felt that Li Ming gave the banana leaves yesterday, other than because his sister was sick, there might not be no reason for showing off the good growth of his own bananas.

This Li Ming is a very pure person.

"Alright." Chu Zheng nodded.

The yard at home is indeed a bit empty, so it would be nice to plant some plantains.

After finishing speaking, Chu Zheng raised his head, suddenly looked at the dim sun in the distance, and suddenly felt something in his heart, and said to himself: "Upstairs at dusk, the desire to rest, the jade ladder crosses the hook in the moon."

Li Ming, who was beside him, heard him chant, and his eyes lit up slightly.

However, at this time, Chu Zheng stopped reading.

Because he found that Li Ming's eyes were fixed on him, reminding him of that zombie, he felt a little nervous.

"What else? What else?" Li Ming asked anxiously.

Chu Zheng was a little speechless, why did he think about reciting poems?

But soon he reacted.

I should be infected by the scenery and think of the poems in my hometown.

After experiencing a lot of things recently, Chu Zheng found that his memory of the earth seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

It's not that he lost his memory, but that he has gradually integrated into this world and truly became a member of this world.

It was because of this that he became a little emotional.

Chu Zheng sighed in his heart, and said: "If the plantain does not unfurl its clove knots, it will be the same as the spring breeze, and each will be sad."

This was originally a poem about a woman missing her lover, but it reminded him of his hometown.

Although the poem is not about emotion, the poem itself is about emotion.

(End of this chapter)