In an inconspicuous cultivation planet in the Ancient Star System, there were many mortals on it. It was bustling with activity, and there were no less than ten million people in the capital city.
On this busy street, Cheng Hao, dressed like a scholar, was leisurely looking at the scene on both sides of the street. He had long black hair and held a fan in his hand.
This was not Cheng Hao's original body. His original body was currently immersed in closed-door cultivation in the depths of this planet. The current Cheng Hao was just a clone of his divine sense.
Cultivation was a very boring thing. Although Cheng Hao was an ascetic cultivator and did not feel that it was tiring, cultivating in closed-door cultivation all the time would inevitably lead to a lack of life experience.
Now, Cheng Hao had no intention of cultivating with this doppelgänger. Instead, he shielded his memories and lived the life of a mortal like a mortal. He wanted to experience the life of a mortal in these 100 years.
He wanted to experience all the joys and sorrows of life and death!
After entering a restaurant, Scholar Cheng Hao found a seat by the window and sat down. Then, he looked at the storyteller in the hall with great interest as he explained the interesting stories of the cultivation world.
"Fairy Ling Long is known for her beauty and unparalleled talent. She is also known for her coldness. Logically speaking, even if she wants to find a dao companion, she should find an immortal. However, she is different from ordinary immortals. What she likes the most is to find those handsome mortal scholars and spend the rest of her life with them. Then, she will personally bury her husband who died of old age and continue to look for the next scholar!"
"Today, we are going to talk about the love story between Fairy Ling Long and a poor scholar. It is very erotic. Everyone, listen carefully!"
Scholar Cheng Hao was fascinated by the stories. He was originally a poor Elementary Scholar, and had only managed to become a High Scholar two years ago. His status had gradually improved, but he did not know why, but he had always yearned to hear about the legends of the immortals.
He had a feeling that he should have been one of those immortals, but for some reason, he was beaten down to the mortal realm.
While listening to the storyteller talk about the love between immortals and mortals, he drank the wine served by the waiter. Unknowingly, he, who was drunk, fell asleep.
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"Little brother, little brother, wake up …"
"Sigh, why are you so drunk? My restaurant is about to close. Wake up …"
At this moment, within the restaurant, the storyteller had already left long ago, and the dim hall was cold and cheerless. Besides the scholar Cheng Hao who was still sleeping soundly on the table, there was only the worker that was cleaning the restaurant that was still muttering without end.
"You are really good. You only drank two cups and you are already drunk. If I knew this, I wouldn't have served you the wine!"
The waiter shook his head helplessly as he pushed Scholar Cheng Hao up.
"Don't you see, the waters of the Yellow River come from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning … Don't you see, the bright mirror in the hall grieves with white hair, like black silk in the morning, like snow in the evening … Life must be lived to its fullest, do not let the golden goblet be empty to the moon … I am born to be useful, a thousand pieces of gold will come back … Haha, good poem, really good poem!"
Scholar Cheng Hao's drunken eyes were hazy. He raised his head to look at the waiter and laughed foolishly.
"Hehe, let me tell you, I just had a dream … I dreamt that I became an immortal … and even became dao companions with a fairy. Those days were like immortals, tsk tsk …" As the scholar spoke, his body fell to the ground and he fell into a deep sleep.
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The morning sun shone gently on the ground. The sky was clear and the white clouds leisurely changed their shapes in the sky as if they were playing. It was very pleasant.
In a guest room on the second floor of the restaurant, Scholar Cheng Hao rubbed his dizzy forehead and slowly sat up on the bed.
"Dong dong dong!" The sound of knocking came from outside the room.
"Do you want some hot water, little brother?"
"Come in." Scholar Cheng Hao hurriedly got up and put on his clothes before he ordered.
The door opened with a creak, and the man walked in with a kettle. After filling the basin to the brim with hot water, he turned to look at the scholar and smiled.
"I've been working here for three years and I've never seen anyone get so drunk after drinking two cups of my rice wine. Last night, I couldn't push you no matter how hard I tried, so I had to carry you here to rest. Little brother, you can't hold your liquor well, you have to practice more. I heard that if you want to become an official, you have to have a good tolerance for liquor."
"Thank you for taking care of me, brother. I didn't know that my tolerance for liquor was so bad. I just drank two cups and I can't hold my liquor anymore!" The scholar stood up and cupped his fists to the waiter as he thanked him.
"Looking at you, sir, you must have just finished the imperial examinations, right? How was it? Are you confident that you can become a Grand Scholar? "
"Haha, brother, you must be joking. Look at all the Grand Scholars in the capital. How many of them are like me who passed the imperial examinations in my early twenties? I'm just here to broaden my horizons. I have no intention of becoming a Grand Scholar!"
After chatting with the waiter for a while, Cheng Hao washed up and had a simple breakfast. Then, he walked towards the palace.
Today was the day the results were released. Although he didn't have any hope of passing the imperial examinations, he still couldn't help but rush towards the place where the results were released.
.....
Just as Cheng Hao expected, he failed. Although miracles happen in this world, miracles have never happened to him.
After he returned to the hotel, he simply packed his luggage and settled the bill. He smiled at the waiter and cupped his fists. Facing the sunlight, he turned around and left.
His hometown was thousands of miles away from the capital. It would take months for him to get there. Therefore, after he left the hotel, he didn't return to his hometown. Instead, he found a job in a grocery store on the outskirts of the capital. He helped the store owner organize the goods and record the accounts. Then, he settled down there.
In the morning, Cheng Hao would get up early. After a simple wash, he would open the store and clean up quickly. Although he had the title of a High Scholar, he was used to a hard life since he was young. Therefore, he didn't have the laziness of a High Scholar. Instead, he was very diligent.
After everything was tidied up, he followed the store owner's instructions and went to buy some breakfast. Then, he had a simple breakfast with the store owner.
The business in the store wasn't busy. It was even a little leisurely. The store owner was an old man in his sixties. It was said that he didn't have any children and relied on this store to survive. Therefore, he had a good impression of Cheng Hao. Whenever he was free, he would persuade Cheng Hao to sit down and read more books.
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