After Tang Sanzang willingly sealed away everything he possessed, the power of the Buddhist realm began drawing him under.
Within this Buddhist realm, Tang Sanzang became a mortal without even the strength to truss a chicken. He lived beside West Lake, and his name was Xu Xian.
"Xu Xian, why do you spend all day reading things like this?"
Li Gongfu simply could not understand how Xu Xian could hold a book and read for so long.
Had it been him, he would probably have fallen asleep long ago.
"Brother-in-law, you don't understand. Only knowledge can arm you and help you live a better life."
Xu Xian never took his eyes off the book, devoting all his attention to it.
"You don't even want to take the imperial examinations. What's the point of reading so many books?"
Li Gongfu truly could not make heads or tails of Xu Xian.
As a local constable, Li Gongfu had met all manner of people from every walk of life, yet none had ever struck him as so strange.
In Li Gongfu's eyes, Xu Xian seemed timid and afraid of trouble, always staying at home with little desire to go out.
Yet he also felt that Xu Xian had the gall to challenge heaven itself and was capable of anything.
These two utterly contradictory impressions existed in Xu Xian at the same time.
"The purpose of reading isn't merely to pass the imperial examinations. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people who read in this world."
Xu Xian paid no mind at all to what Li Gongfu said.
Had he wished, he could have passed the imperial examinations long ago.
But even if he passed, what would that accomplish?
Even Xu Xian himself did not quite know what his ambitions were, but they certainly