"Bold Lin Yi!"

"Who allowed you to step into the government office with your left foot first?"

"Catch him!"

In a daze, Lin Yi seemed to hear someone scolding him, the voice was loud and clear, like the sound of a huge bell.

Buzz!

Lin Yi felt his head buzzing. Just as he was about to hold his head, he found that his hands seemed to be restrained by something.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lin Yi was stunned.

He found that his neck was shackled and his hands were bound. He was lying in a dark, ancient-style room, feeling pain all over his body.

Hiss!

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if it were stabbing him with needles, and a flood of information forcefully penetrated into his brain.

Fragmented images appeared in his mind like slides.

Lin Yi, a native of Anyang County, is the new temporary constable in the county government.

It was his adoptive father, the poor scholar Su Huaizhi, who had spent all his savings to send him to the Anyang County Government half a month ago to become a temporary constable.

But on his first day at work, he was arrested by the lawyer's men because he stepped into the county government gate with his left foot first.

"What the hell is this? I'm just a scapegoat..."

Lin Yi's mind was in a mess. The conflict and fusion of memories from the two lives gave him a splitting headache.

But he soon understood the whole story.

It turned out that a few days ago, several constables from the county government's Demon-Suppressing Hall neglected their duties, and a Taoist magic spell that was sealed in the Demon- Suppressing Hall by the academy was stolen.

The theft of Taoist magic is an extremely serious incident.

Once someone with evil intentions practices Taoism and becomes a demon, Anyang County will be devastated.

In order to shirk responsibility and protect his distant relatives who were constables, the county magistrate directly arrested Lin Yi, labeled him an accomplice of the thieves, and exiled him to the border!

"Also... this is actually a world where literature and morality are respected..."

Lin Yi then made a surprising discovery that this world was not the historical dynasty of the Earth, nor was it a world where martial arts were respected, but a world where literature was supreme.

What is Wen Dao?

Simply put, it is a method of cultivation. Different from the martial arts cultivation in novels, it is about comprehending the poems, songs and essays of ancient sages.

Legend has it that Fuxi, the emperor of Shengwen Continent, created the world with one stroke. At that moment when the character "one" was born, the whole continent was ablaze with stars, thunder rumbled for thousands of miles, the sky was full of colorful clouds, purple air came from the east, and talent soared into the sky, thus giving birth to literature and Taoism.

Later, Suiren took the first talent from heaven and earth and ignited the fire of literature.

From then on, all living things that possessed a heart for literature and Taoism could practice it, and nine great pioneers of literature and Taoism were born.

The nine realms of literature and Taoism were established: awakening of the mind, establishing one's destiny, benevolent person, Confucian scholar, virtue, gentleman, great Confucian scholar, second- rate sage, and saint.

Lin Yi's heart was filled with excitement. He had never expected that there existed such a magical world where one could cultivate oneself by reading and writing if one had a heart for literature and Taoism.

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Unfortunately... the original host Lin Yi had no literary talent. Even though he studied and learned to read and write for 16 years with his adoptive father Su Huaizhi, he was unable to develop any talent or cultivate his body.

I can even fall asleep with a book in my hands.

"If I had a heart for literature and Taoism, how could the Magistrate Sun dare to let me take the blame? If I have a heart for literature and Taoism, I can enter the academy to practice, and from then on I will become a superior person and I won't have to bow to the officials!"

If his hands weren't bound by shackles, Lin Yi would have wanted to beat his chest and stamp his feet.

After all, in the Dayan Dynasty where he lived, apart from the birthplace of Confucius, there were almost no historical celebrities or poems that he was familiar with.

As a modern person who is familiar with the Book of Songs, Chu Ci, Han Fu, Tang poetry, and Song Ci, you can take off by just copying two sentences from them.

But now he could only sigh inwardly at his bad luck: "It's really... when it rains, it pours, and the ship is late and encounters headwinds!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yi suddenly felt his heart twitch, as if being pricked by a needle.

Immediately afterwards, a warm current flowed through my body, and I felt light and fluttery, with an indescribable sense of comfort.

Moreover, a faint fragrance was emanating from his body at this moment.

"This is......"

Lin Yi was stunned at first, then his eyes widened and he said in ecstasy: "Shuxiang, this is the sign of the heart of literature and Taoism. Could it be that just because I said something casually just now... I have the heart of literature and Taoism directly?"

Crash!

Lin Yi remembered what his adoptive father once said to him: People who have no heart for literature and Taoism, as long as they study hard and write poetry and essays, there is a great chance that they will develop a heart for literature and Taoism.

At this moment, with the heart of literature and Taoism nurtured, Lin Yi found that his thinking reactions became more agile and his memory became more amazing.

Lin Yi was excited. With so many poems, songs and articles from his previous life in his head, didn't it mean that this world was simply his stage?

Lin Yi was so excited that the shackles and anklets rattled.

"What are you arguing about!"

At this time, a scolding sounded, and someone opened the curtain and rushed in quickly. They were two constables, one fat and one thin, wearing green constable uniforms.

"If you keep making noise, I'll send you to hell!"

The fat constable held the hilt of the knife at his waist, looking fierce, and the fat on his face was shaking.

The thin constable quickly grabbed the fat constable and advised, "Boss, there are people from the academy downstairs in the post station, we shouldn't see blood!"

The fat constable glanced at Lin Yi jokingly and sneered, "I just want to scare him to see if he will pee his pants. Look at him lying on the ground like a dog! Hahaha..."

Lin Yi stood up suddenly and said, "Who is the dog talking about?"

"The dog said you!"

"No wonder you're screaming so happily!"

Lin Yi looked as if he understood what was going on.

The fat constable was a bit slower to react. He finally came to his senses, his face flushed red, and he suddenly drew the sword from his waist: "I'm going to kill you!"

"Boss, don't!"

The thin constable wanted to stop him, but was kicked away by the fat constable and grimaced in pain.

Seeing that the fat constable seemed to really want to kill him, Lin Yi cursed inwardly and decisively stepped back two steps.

Clang!

The knife hit the shackles directly, breaking the chains and sending sparks flying.

Lin Yi jumped up and kicked the fat constable directly in the abdomen with his legs.

Bang!

Lin Yi felt like he was kicked on a pig's belly, and was shaken to the ground by the fat on the fat constable's belly, with his buttocks burning with pain.

The fat constable's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "How dare you attack me? I'll chop you to pieces today!"

"Try it!"

Lin Yi stood up straight and stared at the fat constable, and said coldly: "I am a scholar with a heart for literature and morality, try to touch me!"

Swish!

When the fat constable heard this, he stopped abruptly, and the fat on his body trembled.

He looked at Lin Yi in surprise and doubt, his nose twitched, and his expression suddenly changed!

There was a scent of books in the room.

You must know that only scholars who have a heart for literature and morality can have this kind of scholarly atmosphere.

"I can't let him live. If he becomes a student of the academy, I will be the one to die..."

The fat captain's expression changed. He gritted his teeth, raised his knife and chopped at Lin Yi, saying, "Why not give it a try?"

The thin constable standing by was so scared that his face turned green.

The people from the academy are downstairs. If the boss really kills Lin Yi, who has a heart for literature and morality, the teacher from the academy will go to the county government office to arrest him tomorrow.

There are very few scholars in Anyang County who have a heart for literature and morality, and each one of them is a treasure.

"Damn, I was careless. I haven't developed my literary talent yet and I don't have the talent to bless me!"

Lin Yi underestimated the fat constable's desire to kill him. This guy was a distant relative of Magistrate Sun and would definitely not leave him alive.

"Bold warrior!"

Ka La!

At this moment, accompanied by a cold and delicate cry, a white streak came and hit the fat constable's arm directly.

When~

The big knife in the fat constable's hand was directly knocked away. His right hand hung down, blood dripped down his arm, and his face was pale.

Lin Yi was startled by this sudden scene. He turned his head to look towards the door and saw a woman in a white Confucian dress walking in.

I'm going to...

This girl looks so cold and beautiful!