super god ancestor

Chapter 88: The Idiot: An Old Child

he died?
Although he and Lao Tongsheng had only met once before the examination room of Yueshan Academy, he still had a deep impression on him.

Wang Tongsheng is indeed a very pitiful and pathetic character.

All my life's obsession, I wanted to take the exam to become an official, but now I can't do it after all.

For some reason, hearing the news of his death, Li Cezhi panicked and always felt a little sad.

Lamenting its misfortune, anger is indisputable.

"This person is miserable, he is lonely and miserable, and no relatives know about his death.

The villagers of our Nanshan Village found the body, so they rolled up the bed mat hastily, and buried it like this, without even erecting a stele. "

Chai Yuanwai didn't know Lao Tongsheng, so he just said it casually as a conversation piece after dinner.

Li Cezhi forced a smile, but didn't say much.

After eating wine at Chai Yuan's house, it soon fell into the night.

Li Cezhi just got off the wine table, and the head of the village who came to visit said that he should invite him to the banquet.

Although he is only a scholar with a reputation, he has been in Nanshan Village for nearly ten years, and he has not produced a scholar with a reputation.

Besides, he is still the head of the case hand-picked by the magistrate of the county, and his future is boundless. Who wouldn't want to curry favour?
Even if he could invite Li Ce to have a drink before, the head of the village felt honored, and called many villagers from Nanshan Village to accompany him.

After such tossing, it was already late at night when the banquet was over.

Li Cezhi left the chief's house in his robes, but did not return to Chai's residence immediately.

He wanted to go for a walk alone, for a walk.

It's been a while since I've been so quiet and alone.

Although he is less withdrawn than his second brother in dealing with things, he can be regarded as well-rounded and good at dancing, but in his heart, he also very much hopes to have a space to be alone.

The moonlight is like water, and it is comfortable to walk alone under the night.

As he walked, he actually came to the Xi River outside Nanshan Village, where he washed clothes for water.

"That old Tongsheng surnamed Wang was found drowned here?"

Looking at the sparkling river surface under the moonlight, Li Cezhi had mixed feelings.

He didn't know whether the old boy stumbled and drowned, or he just woke up, found out the reality, couldn't bear his own failure, and threw himself into the river.

But Li Cezhi was somewhat touched by his death.

"The Master said: A sage, I can't see it; I can see a gentleman, that's all.

The Master said: Good people, I can't see them; I can see those who are persistent

It's okay.Death becomes existence, emptiness becomes prosperity, appointment becomes prosperity, it is difficult to have permanence. "

While Li Cezhi was staring at the river, calming his mind silently, under the soundless night, he suddenly heard the sound of reading aloud.

The voice was sonorous and powerful, and slowly swayed away.

Listening to the source of the sound, it seemed to be coming from the upper reaches of the Xi River.

"It's midnight and three o'clock, how can someone recite the "Lun Ce Jing Yi" cast by the sage?"

Li Cezhi's mind moved, and he couldn't help being curious.

He walked forward and followed the source of the sound. After walking about a few hundred meters, he saw a scholar sitting on a rock by the Xi River.

The scholar seemed to be in a trance, he didn't notice anyone approaching, and he was still reciting "Lunce Jingyi" aloud.

Li Cezhi approached, although he could only see the back and not the front face, but he always felt familiar.

"This... friend."

After a while, he finally couldn't help being curious and stepped forward to talk.

But the scholars who sat on the rock with their backs seemed not to hear half of it, and continued to read, and the sound of reading was endless.

After calling several times, Li Cezhi saw that he didn't respond, so he put his hand on his shoulder: "My friend, why are you studying here late at night?"

This time, the scholar finally noticed that someone was approaching.

He turned around, his eyes widened, a little angrily: "I study late at night, but I don't want anyone to bother you. You are so rude, and you disturb people's peace for no reason."

Li Cezhi opened his mouth in shock, not paying attention to what he was saying.

Because, this scholar is surprisingly Wang Tongsheng who was told by Chai Yuanwai that he had drowned and died at the wine table.

He is not dead?
This thought arose in Li Cezhi's mind, but was quickly rejected.

Chai Yuanwai had no reason to lie to him, the old boy was buried after drowning, everyone in Nanshan Village knew about it.

And looking at Wang Tongsheng's appearance, he looks haggard, unkempt, pale, with no trace of blood, he doesn't look like a living person.

Is it a ghost?

When this idea came up, Li Cezhi was not afraid.

On the one hand, he has seen ghosts and ghosts, and even the evil ghost has not been able to do anything to him.

For humans, the most terrifying thing is not ghosts, but the fear of the unknown.

After seeing ghosts, Li Cezhi didn't have that much fear of ghosts.

On the other hand, apart from studying by the riverside, this old boy behaved normally, not like a harmful ghost.

"why you?"

When Wang Tongsheng saw Li Cezhi, he was taken aback for a moment, and soon became overjoyed: "Brother Li, I heard that you passed the examination last time as a scholar, and you are still the top case!"

"Congratulations, congratulations."

He hurriedly got up, bowed to Li Cezhi, and smiled again: "Brother Li, let's say goodbye to the academy. You are the top case in high school, but I am also a loser."

"Recently, I've been thinking hard about your words of admonition to me. Now that I think about it, it's a warning to the world."

Hearing Wang Tongsheng's introspective words, Li Cezhi was slightly taken aback.

This Tong Sheng, who has been paranoid for so many years, has changed a little bit.

Unfortunately, this change came too late, too late.

"You are the head of the Tongsheng case, you must have some experience in the exam, you don't want to cherish yourself, you have to give me some pointers.

I will not give up the test, and I will take the test next year. If I can be selected as a scholar, I will take the next test and become an official. I will never forget your kindness. "

When he asks someone to teach him, he can put down his figure very much.

It's a pity that a person cannot be resurrected after death. He has already become a ghost in the underworld, so how can he be an official in the underworld?

Seeing this scene, Li Cezhi faintly guessed it in his heart.

This old boy probably didn't know he was dead.

Still working hard, I plan to continue to borrow money to participate in the next child test, and I must get a good name in the test.

The current situation reminded Li Cezhi of what his father once said was a kind of ghost in the Hundred Ghosts Record.

Chigui, one of the twelve common folk ghosts.

There are many types of idiots, there are infatuated ghosts who are obsessed with love, and there are miser who are obsessed with wine, sex and wealth, gambling ghosts, heavy smokers, and romantic ghosts.

There are also elegant ghosts who are obsessed with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The reason why they are collectively called idiots is because they have common characteristics.

Obsessed with one thing, even forgetting that he is no longer a living person.

Thinking of this, Li Cezhi felt that the old boy was a bit pitiful.

Even though he is dead, he is still obsessed with imperial examinations, hoping to change his life.

It's a pity that if you don't have enough talent and don't know how to work hard, you will end up with a mediocre life and poverty.

"Brother Wang, you have become a ghost, why are you still obsessed with it?"

He hesitated again and again, but still pointed out this fact.

ghost?

Wang Tongsheng looked a little dazed, as if he didn't understand Li Cezhi's words for a while.

　There will be another chapter later.

　　Lao Tongsheng's foreshadowing follow-up, give him a good start and a good end.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)