Heart Survey

Chapter 2298: Watching the World, Drinking Thousands of Bottles

The person sitting at the table was wearing a conical hat and a navy blue robe.

As if stepping on the flow of time, he took his seat after exactly ten breaths.

He took the glass of wine and looked at Jiang Wang who was sitting opposite him: "Why is there only one glass?"

"I don't want to drink." Jiang Wang said with a smile, "I'm in a trance now."

The purpose of drinking is to feel tipsy, not dazed or bored. Since you can't get drunk, there's no need to raise your glass just for the sake of raising it.

The visitor raised his cup and drank it all: "If you pour the wine but don't drink it yourself, it's hard not to be suspicious of this wine. It's only because you, Jiang Wang, are sitting here, otherwise who would dare to drink it?"

"Qianqiu." Jiang Wang said, "It's a very good wine."

"It's mellow and intoxicating." The visitor savored it for a moment: "It's not like the wine we drink by the sea, which is astringent and bitter."

Jiang Wang thought of "Tianya Ku", which is said to be a wine often drunk by dragon anglers.

He must be grateful for the heroic spirits he had seen, which were still sharp and hard to erase under the scouring of heaven. They were the important emotions that supported him to persist until now.

"Thank you, Brother Chen, for taking the time to come and work hard for me." He looked at Chen Zhitao, who looked more mature than before, and felt deeply moved.

Just avoiding trouble.

Chen Zhitao wanted to say this, but in the end he just said, "I may not be able to help."

Jingguo helped Diaohailou a lot, so naturally, it was difficult for Diaohailou to refuse Jingguo's "request".

But the current Diaohai Tower was not able to withstand the wind and waves. Being caught between Qi Jing, he, the owner of Diaohai Tower, was in a dilemma, and it was difficult to advance or retreat. It would be wrong to express his opinion or not.

If Marquis Bowang had known about this beforehand, the letter would have arrived at a very timely moment.

He came to Changguo to look for his old friends, which was a temporary way for him to escape from the quagmire.

Jiang Wang poured another glass of wine for Chen Zhitao, watching the foam rising up little by little, and then picked out a thought and threw it into the glass, like putting an ice cube in it to cool the wine: "Just now I drank wine, this time I drink thoughts - please bear my sorrow."

The thought of cannibalism is really dangerous, especially when the weak prey on the strong.

But Chen Zhitao knew very well what choice Jiang Wang made outside of the war in the maze world.

Without saying anything else, he just raised his glass and drank.

boom!
After a soul-touching roar, what Chen Zhitao saw before his eyes was a vast blue sea.

This sea is no wider than the sea where he lives, but the sky is so low.

The sky is almost touching the sea.

There is still a lot of space for people to move around freely and call the wind and rain, but breathing is difficult!
Chen Zhitao couldn't even breathe.

If I were in the sea, the sea would be boundless. If I were in the sky, the sky would be boundless.

Standing alone between the sky and the sea, the sky and the sea are both collapsed walls, and people are like helpless children in the alley.

If a person wants to stand up, he must fight against all of this.

Chen Zhitao finally understood what kind of pressure Jiang Wang was under.

To say that it is a thousand pounds is too light. If the mind has ten thousand strings, then all the strings can bear the mountain.

One step forward will lead to the supreme celestial being; one step back will lead to eternal damnation in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Everyone has great freedom.

You can only brave the sky and wade through the sea, and drown in pain at every step - and you know the ending is inevitable.

How can a "human" maintain himself in this state? !
"Whirring whirring!"

The diners, the smell of alcohol, the noise... When all this re-entered his five senses, Chen Zhitao gasped for breath.

He felt wet and his clothes were very heavy, but when he looked around, he realized he was still in the human world.

He looked at Jiang Wang across the table with a horrified expression.

Bowang Hou explained the cause and effect very clearly. He knew Jiang Wang was fighting against the Heavenly Dao before he came. But even Chongxuan Sheng didn't know that the Heavenly Dao had already shown such a magnificent display, let alone that the Heavenly Dao had already approached this far.

He was the master of Diaohai Tower and the chief of a large sect. His cultivation and knowledge were far from what they used to be. But in just such a short time, he could no longer bear the pain. If Jiang Wang hadn't been watching him and pulled him out in time, he would have probably drowned!
In that extremely depressing sea of ​​heaven, he had a very clear feeling - he would soon sink, and he would inevitably be assimilated into an inconspicuous drop of water in the deep sea of ​​heaven.

That is an unstoppable and inevitable fate.

But Jiang Wang has endured it for so long, and now he is still sitting here, existing as a concrete and calm "person".

That's amazing!

When he, Jiang Wang, and Fu Yanqing were the leaders of the three parties, they were in the same field. He repeatedly felt the gap. Now, the gap has not narrowed, but has been stretched by time...

In a sense, it is a great misfortune to be born into the same generation as such people!
"Brother Chen, what do you think if we want to seal this state of heaven and man?" Jiang Wang asked after Chen Zhitao's emotions calmed down a little.

"I don't know." Chen Zhitao shook his head blankly: "This is impossible."

"If it was easy to see the possibility, I would not have thought of Brother Chen. Only the highest level of difficulty in sealing a town requires someone like you who has the most talent in sealing a town." Jiang Wang said slowly, "Among all the cultivators of the same generation that I have met, your attainments in sealing a town are unique and unparalleled."

Chen Zhitao was silent for a long time: "Feng Zhenyi's talent...?"

He will never forget the mistake he made that year. At that time, he really thought that he had amazing talent in sealing the sea beasts, and his master and elders also gave him enough trust. He promoted his original sea beast sealing technique to strengthen the control of sea beasts, strengthen the cohesion of the Zhenhai League, and enhance the influence of Diaohai Tower on the sea... But it turned out to be a trick of Gao Jie. From beginning to end, his sealing technique failed to truly control those sea beasts. It was even worse than locking them with a chain!

Finally, a disaster caused by sea monsters occurred, which caused the Star Pearl to sink and Huai Island to capsize.

Does he really have this talent and ability?

Can he really help Jiang Wang?
"If I were to borrow some inspiration from someone in this impossible sealing scenario, I would only think of Brother Chen." Jiang Wang said seriously, "Among my peers, there is no one else I would think of."

Chen Zhitao closed his eyes in some pain: "I need some time. I have no idea at all now."

Jiang Wang took out a key and placed it on the table: "The yard opposite the restaurant belongs to a friend of mine. Everything is ready inside. You can stay there for a few days. Don't worry, just relax."

Chen Zhitao asked in astonishment: "What about you?"

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Let me take a good look at this world."

……

Jiang Wang really is "looking at the world".

Grandpa Zuo’s “Ping’an Town” was stuck there, neither moving forward nor going any further. The inspiration he gained from the Nine Towns of Changhe was limited by his own attainments in sealing techniques, so it was always just an outline and could not make any progress.

He had memorized all the secret records of the Ten Car Sealing Techniques collected by Chong Xuansheng, but it would take time to fully understand them.

If you really want to say that Changguo has some powerful sealing technique inheritance, it’s hard to believe it when you see all the drunkards on the streets.

Chong Xuansheng had already communicated in advance, and Jiang Wang also went to the Changguo martial arts library to look through some of the books. Now he wanted to see the local customs and practices that were different from those in other places.

To enrich humanity is to fight against the laws of nature.

There is a widely circulated "I have three drinks" in Changguo:

Drink at happy events to express your joy; drink at funerals to express your sorrow; drink when there is nothing to do to enjoy life.

While waiting for Chen Zhitao, Jiang Wang invited many people to drink, and each drink brought a new story.

The story of a drunkard is not full of ups and downs, but it is also a period of life.

Now Chen Zhitao has gone to ponder deep inside his room, while Jiang Wang continues his "Thousand Bottles of Wine", inviting a thousand people to drink and listen to the past stories of a thousand people.

In fact, once the Ear Immortal is summoned, he can hear all the secrets. But he must communicate face to face to feel the strong emotions.

In the drunken and dreamy Du Kang City, many people know that there is a "weird man" during this period——

His appearance was always unclear, and his voice was forgotten after hearing it. The only thing that was clear was that he always asked people in a boring way why they got drunk.

Why get drunk?
But since he was always generous in treating us to drinks, we would rack our brains to talk about regrets that we didn't know when or where they were and that we might not even remember when we woke up.

Who have you loved, who have you hated, who have you missed.

really weird.

There are always people crying loudly.

……

……

On Jiuquan Avenue in Du Kang City - there is a really bustling wine spring where drinkers pay and drink from a gourd - just across the wall is the "Ganquan Lane" where the largest number of homeless people gather in the wine country.

This is because the dregs of Jiuquan will be poured into the "sewage pool" here.

The homeless people couldn't afford to buy alcohol, so they ate dregs to satisfy their cravings. Over time, it became a gathering place.

Jiang Wang treated a homeless man to a meal here. As a homeless man, it was natural for him to have two more steamed buns and three more pork elbows in soy sauce.

This is a chance encounter in life.

Jiang Wang patiently listened to the homeless man's regrets, wiped away his tears with a clean handkerchief, and left after he fell asleep.

Ganquan Lane has only one extremely narrow road. Both sides are crowded with homeless people, sitting, lying or leaning. In a daze in the half-dead situation, they raised their heads one after another when they heard the noise, looked at Jiang Wang listlessly but with hope, and when they saw him walking forward without stopping, they drooped their heads one by one, like street lanterns gradually dimming.

These people have no attachment to life but are full of desire for wine.

Jiang Wang walked and then stopped.

At the end of the alley stood an old man with a tall hat and a wide belt, silver hair and a ruddy face. I don't know when he stood there, but it seemed as if he was supposed to be there.

Behind me is a rising moon, bright, clear, and far away.

He stood upright, his crown and belt were neatly decorated, and his Confucian robes were spotless.

The moonlight fell on him, and also stopped at him. He was outside Ganquan Lane, and would never step into Ganquan Lane. It was as if there was an invisible boundary that separated him from this place.

Just a thin line between two worlds.

"Why do you relieve the hunger and thirst of one person and ignore hundreds of people?" asked the old man.

"We are exchanging, not giving alms." Jiang Wang said: "He exchanged his past for wine."

The old man asked again: "You were also moved by his story and his life, so why did you only care about his meal?"

"The book says that kindness does not help the lazy, and goodness does not help the poor." Jiang Wang continued to walk forward: "He chose to live this kind of life, not that he had no choice but to live this kind of life."

Although Changguo was not a big country and had never been strong, it was actually very rich due to its prosperous wine industry and long-term peace. It was not difficult for citizens to find a decent job to support themselves as long as they had hands and feet.

The homeless people gathered in Ganquan Lane are all people who have given up on life for various reasons.

It may save you from hunger temporarily, but it cannot save you from self-loathing for the rest of your life.

"How long will it take to get enough emotions using this method?" The old man said, "You should have a more effective way."

Jiang Wang said: "I want to feel, not grab."

"Do you have a trick in mind?"

"Traveling ears."

The old man spread his hands and said, "You seem to be inviting people to drink everywhere. Aren't you going to treat me to a drink?"

Jiang Wang said, "I have heard the old gentleman's story before."

The two people, one standing still and the other moving forward, met at the end of Ganquan Lane.

Jiang Wang continued to move forward.

At the moment of crossing, the old man said: "I have been traveling in the East Region recently. I heard that Marquis Bowang has been collecting information on sealing techniques related to Yang Country. I thought you would come to see me."

I really want to hear Chong Xuan Pang explain how his actions didn’t cause a sensation in the city - how come even Yan Sheng knew about it?
Jiang Wang stopped and bowed: "What you ask for is not something I can give. As for what I ask for, I won't ask whether you can give it to me."

Yan Sheng was about to speak, but suddenly he looked up, staring at the sky above the alley wall in front of him, frowned and said coldly: "Eavesdropping stealthily at the foot of the wall, is this what a gentleman does?"

It was only after Yan Sheng spoke that Jiang Wang noticed the movement.

A handsome and sturdy man was sitting on the alley wall, with one foot on top and the other foot hanging down. He was holding an opened wine jar in his hand. In the overflowing aroma of wine, he looked over here with a laugh: "You old man, how unreasonable! I am sitting here in the moonlight, and you are walking by here and gossiping. How come I, Gu Shiyi, am eavesdropping on the wall secretly?"

One raised his head, the other lowered his head. One stood, the other sat. The two top warriors stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

Jiang Wang took a step aside, bowed to Yan Sheng, and also bowed to Gu Shiyi on the alley wall, and said, "You guys chat, I have something to do and I'll leave first."

During this period, he met too many strong people, each of whom had his own complicated past. He didn't want to be involved in their stories, and just wanted to live his own life well...

Now he just wants to have "life"!
"Brother Gu" or "Mr. Yan". Jiang Wang was polite, but in fact he was impatient and didn't want to have any other miscellaneous things come up at this moment.

"Wait! Brother Jiang!" Gu Shiyi jumped down from the wall, just like a roc spreading its wings: "Don't be afraid, you don't have to walk so fast. With me here, no one can bully you!"

Yan Sheng took a step forward and stood in front of Jiang Wang, blocking Gu Shiyi: "What do you want to do with him?"

Gu Shiyi raised the wine jar and said carelessly: "That depends on what you are looking for him for!"

Yan Sheng chuckled: "What do I want to do with him? What does it have to do with you?"

Gu Shiyi raised his head and said, "I don't care where you come from or what your background is. Jiang Wang is my little brother. If you force him to do something he doesn't want to do, I, Gu Shiyi, will intervene."

Yan Sheng raised his sleeves in front of him and glared at Gu Shiyi proudly: "Then listen carefully - no matter what you are planning, no matter what big chess you want to play, put away your small calculations. Jiang Wang is the heir of the eldest princess of my Yang country. If you want to harm him today, I will kill you here!"

"What a joke!" Gu Shiyi laughed: "How could my family harm Brother Jiang?"

Yan Sheng even raised his head: "How often did Yan force you to do that?"

Jiang Wang couldn't leave for the moment, so he sighed, "Since both of you want to do good for me, why don't we each take a step back and go back to our own homes, how about that?"

He looked at Gu Shiyi, then at Yan Sheng: "Time is limited, I just need some peace and quiet now, I can't chat. Please forgive me!"

Yan Sheng looked at him deeply and took out a thin book from his sleeve: "This is my experience in sealing techniques over the years. I have also made some deductions based on your situation... It should be of some help to you. Please take it."

He handed it over and said to Jiang Wang, "There are no conditions. You don't need to do anything. Life and death are ahead. It's hard to survive. Don't be hypocritical."

Jiang Wang took it silently.

But why?

Yan Sheng seemed to have heard this question, looked at him and said: "The princess's last moments were with you, and I don't want no one in the world to remember Yangguo."

It is hard not to be moved by these words, and Jiang Wang felt melancholy for a moment.

"Brother Jiang!" Gu Shiyi also handed over a book: "This is the "Eight Formations of Feng Hou" that someone found on the roadside. It's not worth much! The art of sealing and the formation are quite similar. The two have been inseparable since ancient times. Feng Hou used the Eight Formations to suppress the demons. You may be able to suppress the evil heaven by reading it. Then, this is my gift. You don't need to give anything in return, and I won't ask you to do anything against your will. Do you trust this old man who has lived for who knows how many years more than your big brother Gu?"

How did we get to this point, with so many obstacles ahead of us, unable to move forward, and yet so many unexpected people offering help so proactively?

Changhe Longjun, Yan Sheng, Gu Shiyi...

They are all forced sales and gifts, given without asking for anything in return.

Could it be that I am really the protagonist of destiny, that my luck has come and the heaven and earth are on my side, and that the good wind will send me to the sky?
The way of heaven is still strangling your neck!

Jiang Wang has seen some of this world, but still doesn't quite understand it. The people and things in the world are all intricately connected.

He understands that what he gains today will be repaid someday in the future.

"Thank you very much, Brother Gu!" Jiang Wang did not hesitate and took the "Eight Formations of Fenghou".

Just as Mr. Yan said, with life and death ahead of us, it is difficult to maintain one’s self, so don’t be pretentious.

The prerequisite for being pretentious is to have "emotion".

(End of this chapter)