Fish swimming around the world

Zhang smiled lightly and said, "Those of us who do business are somewhat different from those of you who run around in the world. We usually talk in circles."

Jiang Fan put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Jianghu, many times it is also about human nature."

Zhang narrowed his eyes and said, "But I still want to be a bachelor. Isn't it good to be friendly and make money?"

"Being harmonious... Only those who are harmonious can be harmonious, but there are always people who are not harmonious. It is natural, there is no way. Many times, people are non-violent and non-cooperative."

"Reacting violence with violence will ultimately harm the peace of the world."

"Haha..." Jiang Fan smiled: "If giving in is helpful, why do we need the army?"

He pointed at the towering Mount Tai: "The holy land of Mount Tai is respected by the whole world. However, the world is still full of weapons, and Mount Tai cannot do it. Why ask me, a mere wanderer, to do it?"

Zhang stared at him for a moment and stroked his beard: "It sounds reasonable, but it doesn't make sense."

Jiang Fan said calmly: "My elders have taught me since I was a child that dignity lies in the handle of a knife, and truth is only within the reach of the blade."

Zhang's pupils shrank slightly: "Is this my philosophy of traveling around the world?"

Jiang Fan slowly drank a glass: "I don't dare, indeed."

Zhang sighed slowly: "No wonder...no wonder I attract people's hatred."

Jiang Fan said sternly: "It's mediocre if you don't make people hate you. That's what my old man said."

Zhang turned his head and looked at Taiyue: "There are more old men up there."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "They are aloof and all they see is power. My old man just wants to enjoy peace, but his starting point is different."

"It's just that I'm not in that position. If your old man was in that position, he might not be thinking the same thing."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "My original intention, my original intention is so different that it is useless to argue. Let's see the historical evaluation thousands of years later."

Zhang's words were profound: "How can you dream of writing a painting in a mere hundred years?"

Jiang Fan's eyes were clear: "The boy seems to be different. Paintings are not written by people."

Zhang chuckled lightly: "Such words should not come from a monkey trickster."

Jiang Fan also smiled: "Such words should not come from an innkeeper."

Zhang gently waved his robe sleeves and suddenly looked solemn: "Who are you, where are you coming from, and where are you going?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then stopped laughing: "Three philosophical questions..."

"Philosophy?" Zhang's eyes moved slightly.

"I have some experience in a subject from my hometown."

"Haha... I'm afraid it's my own knowledge."

Jiang Fan shook his head and chuckled, noncommittal, "Since the old shopkeeper asked a question, I will answer it. I am who I am, where I came from and where I am going."

Zhang's eyes moved slightly, as if he was in a trance: "This answer... reminds me of a person who said something similar..."

"Oh? Can you tell me?" Jiang Fan asked with interest.

"A monk felt that he was the Buddha, so he went to the west to ask who the Buddha was."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Monk...is there such a monk?"

"Ah... Yes, he is a very interesting monk. I wonder if you understand."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "Sure enough, in the world, there are arrogant people who ask questions, and there are also dead bald people who pray for Buddha. There is nothing new."

Zhang couldn't help but laugh: "Then there are little bastards like you, lawless, fearless, and fearless. What are you trying to do?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I want to be free."

"Wan Cai Shuang Tian competes for freedom...interesting..."

Jiang Fan's eyes moved: "Old shopkeeper, have you ever heard of this?"

"I also heard that if you want freedom, you can throw away everything."

"This... is not something that ordinary people can hear."

Zhang smiled lightly: "These words are not something ordinary people can say."

Jiang Fan let out a long breath and folded his hands behind his head: "The world is free, the people are free, my heart is free... doesn't the old shopkeeper think it's wonderful?"

"It sounds wonderful, but it requires a strong order."

"Good advice from the old shopkeeper," Jiang Fan raised his thumb: "So, someone must create it."

"Considering this, those on the mountain are more suitable."

"Oh... you mean, we just keep to ourselves?"

"If you are restless, do you want to create this order?" Zhang looked at him with squinted eyes.

"Whoever is right or good should listen to him." Jiang Fan dealt with it casually.

"There is no absolute right or absolute good in the world."

"Even if it is relative, there is a qualitative difference."

"Is this what you mean?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "My true intention."

Zhang thought for a moment: "What is your true intention?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "The old shopkeeper's wording is very interesting. This time, it is you who use it."

"Haha, I obviously have like-minded people."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, our original intention... is still the same, it is useless to say it..."

He pointed to the mountain: "Although they stand high, they can't see as far as us."

"You dare to say that, but where is your confidence?"

Jiang Fan thought for a while: "Because they only seem to be standing tall, but we are standing on the shoulders of history."

"What a loud tone!"

Jiang Fan smiled, "You haven't drunk enough yet. If you drink too much, we Jianghu people will brag and brag to the point where you will always doubt your life."

Zhang paused for a moment and laughed loudly: "You are so slippery that I hope you, a loach, can slip out of the water tank and return to the river, so that I can see the paintings in your mouth."

Jiang Fan said seriously: "The boy is a fish, not a loach."

"Loach is also a fish."

"Old shopkeeper, that's interesting, but from what you said, it seems that it's not easy to jump out of this water tank."

Zhang said indifferently: "If you can jump out of the sky gate, you can turn into a dragon. If you can't jump out, you will only become a dish."

"So, does the old shopkeeper want me to jump out or not?"

"Before asking this question, you should first ask who I am, so that you can understand my position."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Even if I asked, you wouldn't tell me."

"So, you won't understand my position, but you have to play well in this monkey show next, don't be fooled by the monkey, I'm watching."

Jiang Fan twisted his fingers: "After watching the show, don't forget to give me a tip."

Zhang took off a ring and threw it to him: "Book a seat in advance."

Jiang Fan was not polite and put it on his finger directly: "Dafang, then in this scene, the boy must work harder."

Zhang's eyes were calm: "But the other party is selling their lives."

Jiang Fan smiled: "And for me, it's just strength, because, they... are not worthy of my life!"

"Good spirit, but good spirit may not save lives, think about where to go."

Jiang Fan turned his eyes to the towering Taiyue: "Monkeys come from the mountains, naturally... they have to go up the mountain."

Zhang's expression suddenly moved: "... good idea."

Jiang Fan cupped his hands: "Thank you for the reward."

Hearing this, Zhang slowly stood up: "I'll wait and see."

Jiang Fan sighed lightly: "When you leave, someone will come, and the big show... will begin."