An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

Dongsheng Shenzhou, outside the ancient capital of Xianyang.

In the Wang Family School, a young man with red lips, white teeth, plump hair, and luxurious clothes was arrogant. He said to the young man next to him who was also about ten years old but wearing a gray cloth robe with loose patches, "Wang Jieyi, if you call me How about I give you this chicken drumstick as a big brother?"

Although all the students in Wang's school are children with the surname Wang, even among people from the same village and clan, there are still distinctions between rich and poor, high and low.

The young man who spoke was named Wang Fugui. I heard that when he was born, the pear tree planted in the courtyard flourished overnight, with silver flowers and golden stamens, making him extremely wealthy. From then on, the family's fortune grew day by day, and the ancestral graves were as purple as the backs of turtles. Ape Head, fortune tellers have long asserted that a noble son sent from heaven is beyond words.

The young man sitting next to him wearing a fat patch was just the opposite. When he was born, the well water in his family was low, leaving only a sliver of water. Although he could not survive his parents, he suffered from constant illnesses since he was a child. Fortunately, there was a doctor in a mountain temple ten miles away. Monk Yehuchan took a fancy to him and changed his name to "Jieyi", so that he could survive until now.

Wang Jie glanced at the chicken legs grown in Wang Fugui's lunch box next to him and swallowed his saliva. A trace of longing appeared on his yellow and thin face, but he still said resolutely, "According to the genealogy, you and I are the same generation, but according to birth, I am I was born an hour earlier than you, so you should call me big brother."

"Cut." Wang Fugui picked up the chicken leg and took a big bite, leaving his mouth full of fat. As if to vent his dissatisfaction, he deliberately didn't talk to Wang Jieyi and allowed him to chew on the steamed buns.

But it is the nature of a young man. Within ten minutes, Wang Fugui put another chicken leg into Wang Jie's bowl and couldn't help but said, "Did you understand the lesson Master taught today?"

"Huh?" Wang Jie raised his head and looked at Wang Fugui.

"It's just two children arguing about the sun." Wang Fugui's shrewd face showed a rare look of confusion, "Do you think the sun is closer to us at noon or the sun is closer to us in the morning?"

Speaking of schoolwork, Wang Jieyi thought carefully for a while and said, "The theme of this article means that the Great Dao is fifty and the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine. Even saints cannot know everything, so we must be open-minded to learn and escape."

"I don't think so." Wang Fugui shook his head and said, "What we think of a saint is not what we think. The distance and distance of the sun are all caused by our hearts, so the sun is not far or near, but people's hearts change. If the people's hearts remain the same, , then the external object cannot be changed at all.”

"You are wrong!" Wang Jieyi said with a frown, "The way of heaven is constant and has its own laws. The laws of the way are natural. How can it be determined by the human heart?"

"If heaven and earth have a heart and Hunyuan is one, then naturally every thought of the world comes from the heart."

"No, no!" Wang Jie shook his head repeatedly. Although he couldn't tell where Wang Fugui was wrong, it just felt wrong.

Seeing that he could not convince Wang Jieyi, Wang Fugui became angry and picked up the chicken legs in the opponent's bowl and threw them on the ground, "Even if I throw them on the ground, I won't let you eat them!"

Wang Jie was stunned for a second or two, and then hit Wang Fugui's eye socket with his right fist.

With a sound of "Ouch", Wang Fugui remembered that although Wang Jieyi had been suffering from many illnesses since childhood, he still had a strange strength. He was depressed and a little afraid, and finally only left one sentence, "I want to tell the master that you hit someone!"

He took the lunch box and ran away in a hurry.

Wang Jieyi hurriedly caught up with him, but he couldn't let the other party talk nonsense in front of his wife.

Only the chicken legs were left, not even a hair above the ground, not daring to touch the soil.

After evening classes, Wang Fugui pushed open the vermilion door and shouted loudly, "Xiao Zhu, Xiao Zhu!"

"Here you go, young master." A girl with dark skin and good looks who was two or three years older than Wang Fugui hurriedly came from the back room. When she saw the young master with a black left eye socket, she couldn't help but said, "Are you talking to Wang Fugui again?" Did that poor slave get into a fight?"

The young master of his own family is very talented and has constant merits throughout his life. He almost never suffers a loss when competing with others. However, with Wang Jieyi, he seems to have met his destiny nemesis. Even if he is added to his family, he is always beaten by the other party. tidy.

Xiao Zhu took out an egg from the kitchen that was being cooked for Wang Fugui after school, and complained, "Can't you stay away from that poor slave?"

"What do you know?" Wang Fugui said while applying eggs to his eye sockets, "In this village, although the boy is poor and unreasonable, the rest are just lumps of elm wood. He was able to talk to me.”

"You are suffering from masochism, a disease, and it needs to be cured."

"Masochism?" Wang Fugui was used to hearing these strange words from Xiao Zhu's mouth. Although he also asked Xiao Zhu, the son-in-law didn't know where he knew these words, just like It is the general knowledge that comes from being born.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhu thought of something, walked back to the room, took out a pot of lotus flowers from the room, and placed it in front of Wang Fugui like a treasure.

This lotus is green and green, like jade, floating in the wind, it is really beautiful.

"Where did it come from?" Wang Fugui felt infinite joy when he saw the lotus in front of him. Even his left eye socket no longer hurt that much.

"Picked it up."

"Picked it up?" Wang Fugui clapped his hands, "Good job!"

Xiao Zhu smiled proudly. She did not pick up this lotus from him. Of course she knew that the young master had nothing to do with that poor and lowly slave. She originally wanted to go to the poor and lowly slave's house to cause trouble today, but who knew that the family was surrounded by walls and impoverished. This lotus in a water tank bloomed very happily, so Xiao Zhu brought this lotus back.

Outside Wangjia Village, a Buddha and a Buddha met by chance.

The monk was wearing a rag cassock, with long shawl hair, a thin face, and a flash of black and blue, but there was a sense of knife and ax between his eyebrows. What was even more strange was that he carried a heavy sword on his back. The sword has no edge and the hilt is half rotten.

The Taoist priest was wearing a lotus robe, holding a handle of Tianshui jade Ruyi, his face was full of red light, and he smiled and said to the monk, "My fellow Taoist can't protect his own appearance, so why do he insist on accepting disciples and hurting others?"

Five years ago, the two met here. Under the calculation of heaven, the two were destined to become disciples. However, one went west and the other east. They found the real seed of merit, but the other only found an unlucky one. Hurry, under the influence of Qi, my path is smooth, and I am only one step away from being ranked among the Immortal Class. However, the other party has been killing and tribulations over the years, and there are internal demons and external worries. I am afraid that I will not be able to live for a few days.

It's just the fate of heaven, the Taoist thought proudly.

"There is a beginning and an end." The monk's lips moved slightly and his voice was like a broken ancient bell. He ignored the Taoist who still wanted to speak and went straight to the west of the village.

The Taoist curled his lips and walked towards the east end of the village.

In the evening, the sun sets in the west and the silver moon rises in the east. It must be the weather.