Reborn Low-key Cultivation

Chapter 38 "Purpose of Taiyi Jinhua"

"Chen Yu, do you think high school students can earn hundreds of thousands in a few days?"

Cheng Xin asked seriously. She still thought it was a bit ridiculous, but the text message was indeed from the bank. This was definitely true, but she just couldn't figure it out.

When I think of the word "晢" on my thigh, it feels like Jiang Zong's hand is touching me all the time.This put her on pins and needles.

Chen Yuqiang resisted the idea of ​​touching the other person's forehead and shook his head with a smile.

Zhao Hongzhe suddenly became happy:
"Who did you listen to? Hundreds of thousands are nothing. The average salary in Yan City is only about 3000 now. Even my family has to earn it for several months."

Cheng Xin thought about it, but she really couldn't figure out how Jiang Zong earned it.

He won't be kept by a rich woman!

……

Jiang Zong sneezed several times in a row and felt baffled. He thought to himself, I have become an immortal, how can I still catch a cold?

He was concentrating on reading "The Purpose of Taiyi Jinhua". In China, once a knowledge system is included in the category of metaphysics, it is destined to be despised and ignored.

But what is interesting is that a foreigner named Carl Jung plagiarized this work. Even though he only read the manuscript and expanded it a few articles, he still became a legend in the Western psychology world. Later, because he was the same as Einstein, Relationships between colleagues and friends, the theory of relativity also seems to draw from this work.

Jiang Zong was fascinated by it, and he found the chapter on Yuan Shen and Consciousness very interesting.

In the book, the soul is compared to intuition, but it is not just intuition. It can make people think of outer space for a moment, and then think of an attractive person of the opposite sex.In general, the soul is a person's nature.

The consciousness is even more interesting. It is equivalent to the cache of the soul. Every time you encounter the same problem, as long as you have encountered similar problems before, you will not need the soul. The consciousness will take the initiative to make a decision to the brain. decision.

If the king is compared to the soul, the consciousness is similar to the existence of the prime minister, who has an overview of the government.

However, because the Yuan Shen often did not interfere with the government affairs, or the Consciousness God did not allow the Yuan Shen to interfere with the government affairs, the Consciousness God became more and more powerful, to the point of covering the sky and controlling everything.

"The Purpose of Taiyi Jinhua" says, "The subconscious mind is like a strong vassal and a strong general, bullying the weak and weak Heavenly Lord, and then he will be far away from the rules and regulations. Over time, Tai'e will fall." This is exactly the case.

This is why the more experienced people are, the less they believe in intuition. It can be said that empiricism has achieved today's society and also limited its development.

The most classic example is two boys. There are two men and two women standing next to them. At this time, the girls are allowed to choose. According to the empirical theory of consciousness, boys with girls around them mean that they are better and are more likely to be attracted by girls. like.

"Bangji!" Cheng Xin threw a bottle of drink on Jiang Zong's table.

"Why did you bring me something again?" Before Jiang Zong finished drinking the milk tea, Cheng Xin brought him another bottle of drink.

"Isn't the meal card worth 200 yuan extra for a bet? It's so generous." Cheng Xin rolled her eyes at him, thinking that she would have known better not to bring it with her.

"It's so fussy." Jiang Zong poured the drink into the desk.

"No way, my boss Jiang." Cheng Xinjiao said quietly.

"Brother Zhe, do you want to go out and smoke?"

At this moment, Li Bo came over. He was a heavy smoker and had already lost his teeth.

"Let's go!" Jiang Zong had nothing to do.

Then Li Bo called Xie Tao, Zhu Lele, and Li Tielin a few other smokers. This was a smoker's circle among boys. They smoked in the men's restroom on the third floor every time, so that when other boys went to the men's restroom, they were in a cloud of smoke.

There are three classes on the third floor, except Class 3, which is Class 79. The women's toilets are on the 2nd and 4th floors.

As soon as he walked into the men's room, Li Bo saw Li Boyang and Xiang Jianyu chatting and smoking cigarettes, and there were several boys from Class 11, Grade [-], standing next to them.

This is the circle of wealthy people in the first year of high school.

Li Bo and Li Boyang looked at each other, with a look of disapproval in their eyes. They didn't like each other, and they almost quarreled during the military training.But when they saw Jiang Hao, Li Boyang and Xiang Jianyu politely called him brother.

Xie Tao, Zhu Lele, and Li Tielin all have average family backgrounds. Plus Li Bo, they often get together together.

"Who are you calling Brother Ge, Jiang?" Zhao Hongzhe from Class [-] had just finished his breakfast and was smoking with some friends from Class [-]. Hearing that the name "Brother" seemed familiar, he asked casually.

"Yes, he and I were in the same dormitory during military training." Li Boyang had inexplicable pride in his eyes, and he didn't notice it himself.

"Are you good at fighting?" Zhao Hongzhe asked again, unsure.

"How do you know?" Xiang Jianyu smiled. He has a high emotional intelligence and a broad vision, but he doesn't like to study.

Zhao Hongzhe squinted his eyes, thinking that what Cheng Xin wouldn't say was true.

"Did he beat up the guy named Bai in your class?" Zhao Hongzhe asked again to be sure, his eyes constantly scanning Jiang Zong, wondering how he could beat him up with such a figure?

"No beating." Li Boyang replied.

Zhao Hongzhe breathed a sigh of relief. He just said that neither of them was a heavyweight joke.

Unexpectedly, Li Boyang didn't finish speaking.

"It's an instant kill."

"What!" Zhao Hongzhe and the boys around him were all extremely surprised, with shock on their faces.

At this moment, Jiang Hao suddenly looked over and smiled at him.

Zhao Hongzhe felt his heart pounding inexplicably, as if he was being stared at by a wild animal, and he felt like he was suffocating.

After Jiang Zong and the others left, Xiang Jianyu looked at his good friend's appearance and kindly reminded him: "Don't mess with him."

"Why?" Zhao Hongzhe said subconsciously. He basically knew several children of the same age and background in Yan City. Why would a person with an ordinary status live in an ordinary Jiangxi?
"I feel like he is unfathomable." Xiang Jianyu is the most mature of these children.

……

As soon as he arrived at his seat, Jiang Zong noticed something different. There was a cartoon sticker on the upper left corner of Cheng Xin's desk, which copied the class schedule that had just been posted on the blackboard.

The handwriting is neat and flowing, and it is inserted into the paper three-thirds of the time.

"The handwriting is not bad." Jiang Zong commented.

"Is it just okay?" Cheng Xin was unconvinced. Although her studies were average, her handwriting was not bad. She had practiced it when she was a child, but it was hard work.

"Then write something for me." She turned around, put her arms on the back of the chair, and looked up at Jiang Zong with a look of dissatisfaction.

Although the character "晢" on her thigh looks very good, it does not mean that Jiang Zong can write other characters well.

Jiang Ye nodded, picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then picked up the pen.

After he finished writing, he handed the note to Cheng Xin, who was unconvinced. The whole process was smooth and smooth without any pause. It was a pleasure to watch.

Cheng Xin took the note. There were only ten words on the paper, but it could be seen that the writing was strong and powerful, penetrating the back of the paper, like an iron painting with a silver hook, carrying a majestic and vast artistic conception.

The mountains follow Hirano, and the river flows into the great wasteland.

"The writing is pretty good, about the same as me." Cheng Xin said without conscience, and then ignored Jiang Zong's contemptuous eyes and asked again: "What does this poem mean?"

"The representative poem of our province." Jiang Zong replied softly. Cheng Xin didn't recognize it now. It came from Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate" and was in the first semester of high school.

(End of this chapter)