As a young scholar, he naturally found a batch of printed books first in the bookstore.
The young scholar, who used to be the prince's companion in study, held in his hands the printed copy of "Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality" which he had written himself, with an expression of great surprise and excitement on his face!
"This book printed by the imperial court is indeed extraordinary! Every word is so clear, and it has a certain charm of calligraphy! It's a pity that except for the prince's face, the Ministry of Revenue never accepts private orders!"
The scholar was surprised and opened the book carefully!
Read the story that you already knew by heart carefully again!
He didn't notice that at the entrance of the bookstore, several young Taoist priests had already walked into the bookstore! Each of them picked up a copy of "Records of a Mortal's Cultivation to Immortality" and read it with great interest!
After a long time, the young scholar finally woke up from the story, turned his head and glanced at the door, and was immediately startled!
"Everyone, you...when did you come in?!"
The scholar opened his mouth wide. He could clearly feel the wind blowing in his small, shabby yard every day!
Now with so many living people coming in, he didn't feel anything at all!
Could it be that the noise these people make when they walk is quieter than the wind, like ghosts?
"Young boss, you were so engrossed in reading just now! We didn't disturb you because we came in... but you got scared!" A young Taoist shook the whisk in his hand and stared at him with a smile.
It was like a weasel staring at a chick, full of malicious intent!
The young scholar's face froze. He thought of what Li Chengqian had said to him last night: Should we change the name of the book?
He acted very bravely at that time, but now he feels a little regretful!
Because these people in front of them, whether in terms of momentum or dress, are different from ordinary people! It can even be said that even rich people find it difficult to cultivate such temperament!
This inevitably made him feel frightened. Perhaps these people were all practitioners!
After all, there are many human cultivators in Chang'an City now! Some of them once helped Chang'an City resist the ancient monsters, while others have been hiding in the crowd!
Perhaps, among them there are loyal believers of Xuanmen.
Thinking of this, his expression became even more rigid. But after all, he was a scholar with some backbone, so he spoke frankly!
"Everyone, the books in this store are meant to be read carefully at home after purchase! Each book is three cents. Will you pay first?"
The Taoist holding the whisk shook his head, smiled and put the book back on the shelf. Then he nodded to the young scholar, turned around and walked out leisurely!
Another young man who was holding a toy like a tiger talisman in his hand also shook his head and followed him out!
Only the Taoist priest who had a sword on his back and looked quite handsome laughed and took off the sword.
"As a monk, I don't have anything valuable on me! I really like this book... How about exchanging this sword for it?"
The young man actually handed the sword to the scholar!
The scholar was stunned for a moment and looked at the hilt of the sword. He saw that the hilt of the sword was very gorgeous and inlaid with various gems.
The hilt of this sword is made entirely of black iron. It looks simple and unadorned, and too simple.
Moreover, on the black hilt of the sword, there were two characters that he could not recognize. They seemed to be engraved from long ago!
But no matter what, the gems on the sword alone are enough to offset the money spent on the books. Even if it is used to buy this small shop, it is definitely worth it.
The scholar looked embarrassed for a moment: "Master, you are not kidding, are you? This sword looks like it is not comparable to ordinary swords. Whether it is the jewels and treasures on it or the history of the sword itself, it is enough to offset the price of a book. Do you really want to exchange this sword for such a book?"
The young Taoist smiled and said, "Although this sword is good, if no one can use it, it will be no more convenient to hold than a walking stick! If you like it, I will trade it to you in exchange for this book."
After saying this, the young Taoist picked up a book from the shelf and walked out leisurely.
He couldn't explain why. When the young Taoist priest talked about the deal, the young scholar felt like something was stuck in his throat! He couldn't even say the words he wanted to refuse.
He waited until the other party walked to the door before he felt that he had earned the right to speak, and he couldn't help but ask: "Master, can you take a few more copies? The two masters who just came with you seemed to like this book quite a lot."
The young Taoist paused, turned his head to look at him, and suddenly asked.
"In the book about mortals' cultivation to immortality that you wrote, there is another three realms mentioned. There are no demons or monsters there. Immortals and Buddhas exist, but they do not possess divine powers! Does this place really exist?"
The scholar's eyebrows jumped. When he first heard this explanation from Taoist Zi Jin, he didn't believe it at all.
He thought that the Purple Gold Taoist was lying to him, but now that he was questioned again, he suddenly had a feeling in his heart and said, "Although this matter was told to me by others, I feel that it is true. People originally did not know that there are monsters in the world, so how could they know that there is really no real paradise in this world."
The young Taoist frowned, then nodded slightly without staying any longer. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared outside the door.
The young scholar waited until the people outside had disappeared before he let out a long sigh!
"It's really strange. In the past, whether I was facing the Crown Prince or His Majesty, I was always very brave... I said whatever I wanted to say. Why do I feel like something is stuck in my throat when I'm facing a few Taoists today?"
He shook his head, always feeling that there was something wrong with those people just now!
Then he fixed his eyes on the sword in his hand, and he grabbed the hilt and pulled it hard! His face suddenly darkened.
"I can't pull it out? What's going on?" He held the hilt of the sword in his arms, clamped the scabbard between his legs, and used his body strength to pull it out!
However, it did not move at all, and he was sweating profusely! This sword inlaid with gold and jade was also motionless! It seemed that it was welded to Cambridge from the mouth of the swallow, let alone pulling it out! It was difficult to shake it even a little.
"What is it? It turns out to be a lump of iron!" The scholar threw the sword on the table next to him.
But he didn't dare to throw it away. After all, the gems inlaid on the hilt looked very luxurious! When outsiders come here, he will find someone to identify it! Perhaps, he can satisfy his desire to eat a lot.
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