we are just monsters

Chapter 40

At noon, two guests came one after another and asked some questions in a serious manner. Zhou Xiaotian also seriously helped them to read.

Asking questions, answering questions, and paying money, this is what a normal person should do, not like Gu Cheng, just teasing cats and talking nonsense. Considering that he seems to be covered by a dark cloud, Zhou Xiaotian doesn't care about it.

Xia Xiaoman has been sitting in the small shop, quietly by her side, until in the afternoon, when Gu Cheng came back from the Xishan Cemetery, and strolled to the shop here at his leisure.

At this time, there were no customers in the store, Zhou Xiaotian lowered his head to write something on the paper, flipped through the book at hand from time to time, and muttered something.

Standing outside the door, Gu Cheng's eyes were full of approval when he saw this scene. A genius is not only a genius, but also has self-discipline beyond ordinary people, so that he can not be ignored by everyone.

Back then, Shao Yong didn't know the heat in summer, and he didn't fear the cold in winter. His books were rotten, and he only earned money after decades. Although the conditions are better now, there are also many temptations of prosperity.The mobile phone is so fun, I have to admit that sometimes even he can't help but want to click on the news headlines like "the monster I haven't seen in thousands of years, it turned out to be it...".

"Don't you have to go to work?" Zhou Xiaotian saw Gu Cheng coming in, looked around, wanted to pour a cup of tea but was too lazy to move, forget it.

She felt that this guy seemed to have malicious intentions, and he kept running to her for the past two days.

"Today is Sunday." Gu Cheng stopped in front of the next bookshelf.

The bookshelves are full of miscellaneous books of all kinds of gossip, some of which don't even have covers, and there is no publisher and price on the back, so they can only be printed and bound by themselves.

"If you fall in love with this little girl, just tell me that when she stands up, I'll blow her skirt for you." Xia Xiaoman stood beside her sourly.

Gu Cheng ignored her, and took an uncovered book to read casually. It was "Jiao Shi Yi Gu" by Shang Binghe.

Shang Binghe was a Jinshi in the late Qing Dynasty. After annotating "Yi Lin", he felt that it was not enough, so he sorted out his experience in random writing, and "Yi Gu" came from this.In addition, he is also the author of "Ancient Verdicts of the Book of Changes", which can be regarded as one of the people who have made the greatest contribution to the study of the Book of Changes since modern times.

Zhou Xiaotian sat behind the table and put down his pen, looked at him and asked, "What are you doing today?"

"It's free to go around."

Xia Xiaoman snorted.

Zhou Xiaotian frowned, and took a careful look at Gu Cheng, "My master said that men are like dogs."

The master never married in his life, and took her all over the country. Although he never told her the reason, she secretly guessed that it must have something to do with the master's "Master".

If it wasn't for what Master's 'Master' did back then, why would the woman who adopted her and raised her be like this? She was lonely all her life, seldom spoke, often looked at the street outside without saying a word, and in her old age, she was the only disciple to accompany her around.

She didn't know the grievances and grievances of the previous generation, but she really saw the regretful eyes of the master lying on the bed at the end and looking out the window.

Men's minds are very simple, Zhou Xiaotian can tell at a glance, it's not like they have wandered around here before, there are just two kinds of people, one wants to strike up a conversation, and pretends to be interested in ancient culture, but in fact he is interested in her I'm interested, and the other is that I almost want to gossip for free-how the hell does this kind of person live so long.

It's all dogs anyway.

Xia Xiaoman laughed loudly, "Your master is a great man, and men are dogs!"

She pointed at Gu Cheng.

It's a pity that Zhou Xiaotian couldn't see it, and Gu Cheng ignored her. He just smiled and said, "Your master may be unkind." He paused and waved his hand: "But don't worry, I'm actually married."

"Oh?" Zhou Xiaotian was surprised, just now she thought Gu Cheng was here to get close.

Xia Xiaoman came to her senses, and walked around in front of Gu Cheng with her hands behind her back, her hair flying, "That's right! Your wife is me!"

Zhou Xiaotian saw Gu Cheng waving his hand, he didn't know what he was waving, but he covered a female ghost's face and pushed her aside.

"You do the math yourself, see if there are any rotten peach blossoms, and you're done. It's not difficult for you." Gu Cheng joked while ordering some books.

There is no saying in Yi Xue that you can't count for yourself. On the contrary, everyone has practiced with themselves since the beginning of learning.

"I'm destined to bring a canopy, and I'm as lonely as my master." Zhou Xiaotian collected his thoughts and half-jokingly said that if he didn't come here to strike up a conversation, it would actually be a pleasure to chat with his colleagues.

In such a store, apart from the messy customers, there is almost no environment for communicating with people. Even when surfing the Internet, it is mostly related to the profession. From time to time, I will argue with some idiots who are laymen or experts, and those who argue will have a headache.

"Ancient theories cannot be copied, do you know how to get the canopy?" Gu Cheng shook his head.

Zhou Xiaotian rolled his eyelids: "Nonsense."

"Yin Wuxu sees Xu, Shen Zichen sees Chen, Chenxu Chou is not the fourth tomb, wife, wealth and wealth must meet the tomb, so the six relatives are weak, there are three unfilial in ancient times, and having no descendants is the biggest. Normal people rarely do not marry and have children. This is a deep-rooted concept. For those who do not marry and have children, monks and Taoists account for the majority, and they are not greedy for wives, wealth and wealth. If you don’t pursue those things, you’re called a monk.”

Gu Cheng took another horoscope book from the bookshelf, and shook it at Zhou Xiaotian, "The experience at that time is only applicable to that time, and it is not suitable to use it now, and there are very few monks."

"You have something." Zhou Xiaotian became serious.

"I understand a little." Gu Cheng said.

Zhou Xiaotian sighed, "My master said the same thing. The ancient methods were all aimed at the environment at that time. There are too many changes in modern times, and many of the experiences of the ancients before the move are not suitable."

In ancient times, merchants were the last class. When discussing fate, the first thing to look at was the pattern. Reading was regarded as elegant, and being an official was the most precious. It was a happy event for a commoner to be a scholar.

Who would have thought that today, thousands of years later, wealth is the first class, the status of officials has not changed much, the streets are full of scholars, and throwing a brick on the street can hit three or five college students.

"So we need to innovate. Everything is changing with the times. If these things remain unchanged, they will become dross sooner or later." Gu Cheng shrugged, "Feudal superstition."

Xia Xiaoman sat on the side playing with her hair boredly, watching the old monster bragging.

Fortunately, when a guest came to the door, she cheered up and dangled in front of Gu Cheng's eyes.

"Are you going to pay for disturbing people's business? Let's go home." Xia Xiaoman tiptoed, urging Gu Cheng to go home.

Gu Cheng just sat aside and read a book. The one who came to the door was an aunt who didn't care if she saw anyone else. She sat opposite Zhou Xiaotian with her fat body. Zhou Xiaotian straightened his clothes, put on a professional posture, and looked serious.

The aunt was very cautious about this matter, even the money was wrapped in red, and she handed it to Zhou Xiaotian, saying that it was introduced by the eldest daughter and second mother, to help see if her son's college entrance examination is going well, and if there is anything that needs attention.

This is a feudal superstition, Gu Cheng looked at Zhou Xiaotian who never knew how to bring out a handmade Wenchang Pagoda ornament, no more than ten centimeters high, made of wood, and told her where to put it, it must play well, and then reward seven hundred.

Gu Cheng tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers, judging from the horoscope that the aunt just reported, this child is a seedling who doesn't need to do anything, the last one is fine, Zhou Xiaotian used Wenchang Pagoda to fool others.

It's almost time for the college entrance examination.

Gu Cheng looked sideways at the outside of the house, another year of summer vacation was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)