It is said that Shizun is a devil

Old Master Wei looked at Han Jingyu's unbearable side face, his eyes moved slightly, and he tried to calmly said: "If you want to accept him as a disciple, how to teach him is naturally up to you."

Han Jing: "..."

The little boy looked at Mr. Wei, compared to the rough education of the Wei family, he naturally liked Han Jing better, he didn't understand that his talent was inferior to others, he only knew that Han Jing who saved him from the servants was a good person , Han Jing has a cool and gentle temperament like running water, such a good person, as long as he is accepted as a disciple, he will never have to suffer like this again.

The little boy looked up at Han Jing expectantly.

Mr. Wei's hand on crutches was a little sore from exertion.

Han Jing could feel how hot the boy's eyes were, but he didn't dare to lower his head to meet the hopeful eyes that were ignorant of the world.

The little white sheep came out more and more, dragging Han Jing away.

Han Jing was dragged away by him in a daze, walked out of the gate of Wei's mansion all the way, and returned to the inn.

If you can't be responsible for other people's lives, do you still have to disturb them?

Han Jing and even Han Jin didn't know how to respond. Facing a child who met by chance, even if he wanted to, he was helpless in the face of innate talent disadvantages and numerous sufferings in the world.

He is just a person, let alone Mahayana, even if he becomes an immortal in the future, he will not be able to save the suffering and the suffering.The so-called universal benefit of the world is just a beautiful belief imagined by ordinary people under the irreversible laws of heaven. Monks can't do it, and neither can gods.

Since going out, Han Jing has realized more and more his own powerlessness, and he has become more and more aware that he is just a little monk, under the law of heaven, he can't change anything, the greatest powerlessness in life is not when you face He doesn't have the strength to resist the straightforward pursuit, but he doesn't even have the chance to fight against those ordinary innate differences.After all, he's just a little human trying to save himself.

What Hanjing cultivates is kindness, and Hanjing’s Taoist heart is the love of practice. It is to hope that everyone around him is well when he is young, and he hopes that the world will always be friendly and kind, but this kind of Taoist heart really enters the world Only then will you find that you are really naive and pitiful.

The reason why his world is safe and kind is not because the world favors him, but because the world he used to live in is too small, so small that there are only Xia Weizong, master, senior brother and apprentice, so small that he can't see it at all. I can't even see people who hate themselves, and I can't even see people who simply don't like themselves, because his life is only such a lonely mountain, so three thatched huts that can collapse in the wind, and such a small dining table.

People who don't like him don't go to see him, so the world he sees is caring and smiling.His world is a narrow corner in this huge world. He has lived in the corner for more than 600 years, sitting in a well and watching the sky, thinking that the whole world is like this.

However, the world is obviously so big that it is unbelievable. When you step out of the well, you can find the emptiness and helplessness of this world.

People in this world say and do things, sometimes Han Jing can't even tell the truth from the fake.Even Han Jin and Little White Sheep, whom he feels close to and familiar with, have sides he doesn't know.

Maybe this world is not suitable for stupid people to live in, and Han Jing is the stupidest person.

Han Jin couldn't see Han Jing's listless look. Before he went down the mountain, he knew that as long as Han Jing kept walking, he would be blocked by many things in his heart. He once thought that he could try his best to exclude those things from Han Jing's world In addition, in this world, he can block open and dark arrows, but only the most ordinary truth, he can't block.He couldn't cover Han Jing's eyes, couldn't plug Han Jing's ears, he could only watch Han Jing see the ordinary.

Truth is the most hurtful thing, because truth means that no matter who you are, no matter how talented you are, you are not heaven, and any difficult person in this world can fight hard. Only truth itself, either exists, Either destroyed, impossible to change.

Han Jin tried his best to make Han Jing happy: "Han Jing, the crystal cake I bought is stuffed with red dates. It's delicious. Try it."

Han Jing sullenly said, "I don't want to eat."

Han Jin changed his strategy: "Then let's go to the theater. I heard that there is a very good theater troupe in the city who can sing comedy for fun. You haven't seen it yet. Let's go and see how it goes."

Han Jing sullenly said, "I don't want to go out."

Han Jin: "There is a small lake outside this city, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the lake is clear. Let's go for a swim in the lake. If there is a chance in the future, I will take you and Fuwang to see the sea."

Han Jin tried so hard to tease him, so Han Jing couldn't ignore it, and nodded, "Then bring some wine and pastries."

Han Jin was overjoyed: "Okay, I'll prepare, besides cakes and fruit side dishes, I'll keep you eating enough."

Fuwang sat on the bed, watched Han Jin go out ignorantly, and stretched out his arms to be hugged by Han Jing: "Master, Master, give me a hug."

Han Jing looked at Fuwang and thought of those children of the Wei family. Compared with Fuwang, their talents were as different as cloud and mud. How much suffering they had to suffer this year in order to join the decent schools of the famous mountains.

Fuwang waited for Han Jing to come to hug him, but saw that Han Jing was in a daze. If the master didn't come, he went to find the master. Fuwang recalled the appearance of an adult on weekdays, supported his body with his hands, and tried to support his two legs. The short legs, like a four-legged animal, supported the bed on all fours, trembling without kneeling down.After getting used to the feeling of his legs supporting his body, Fuwang tried to lift his arms slowly, adapting to the huge change from crawling to standing upright, and stopped nervously with his small fists clenching.

Han Jing: "!!!"

Fuwang... will he stand? !

"Master!" Fuwang stood beside the bed, with his arms outstretched, he happily raised his left foot, and stepped on the ground!

Han Jing's heart was about to pop out of his throat in an instant, and before he had time to think about it, he hugged Fuwang into his arms in the blink of an eye, holding Fuwang's little hand, feeling that his palms were getting cold.

"Master!" Fuwang himself didn't realize the danger of almost falling off the bed, and he was still happy when he fell into Han Jing's arms.

Han Jing's hands and feet warmed up, looking at Fuwang's smiling face in his arms.The child's eyes are always clean and pure, and because of lack of experience, they are simple and transparent. Han Jing suddenly understands Han Jin's desire to protect himself.

Not long ago, he still had such eyes, but now, he is full of thoughts and gradually becomes indifferent.

Does Han Jin still like himself like this?

"Han Jing, let's go, take Fuwang to swim in the lake." Han Jin came back enthusiastically, seemingly empty-handed, but in fact, the Qiankun bag was stuffed with a huge amount of snacks.

Han Jing sat by the bed and taught Fuwang how to read, looked up and smiled at Han Jin: "No hurry, let's take Fuwang to buy a pair of shoes first."

Because Fuwang can't walk, he never wears shoes. When Han Jing said to buy shoes for Fuwang, Han Jin immediately understood what it meant.

"Are you able to walk?" Fuwang ate Ganoderma lucidum and drank morning dew wine. He looked much better than children of the same age. He looked like a big child, and he should be able to walk.

Holding a book specially for children in his hand, Fuwang looked at Han Jin, proudly puffed out his small chest, propped up his body with trembling arms, and slowly stood firm in front of Han Jin.

Han Jin suddenly expressed the emotion of "my son has grown up": "Let's go, let's go buy shoes."

Because Han Jin played the role of a villain in the script of breaking into the Wei Mansion before, he used enchantment in the inn, and illusion when going out with Han Jing. Without knowing his face, the little white sheep and all the followers were sleeping soundly in the next room. Although Fuwang was still on this trip, it was also a rare opportunity for Han Jin to go out alone with Han Jing.

Fuwang has never had the opportunity to go shopping. He was too young before, but recently he has been on the road. He finally came out once, and everything he saw was novel, regardless of whether he could use it or not.

Han Jin: "Buy, buy, buy!"

This little thing is young and has good eyesight. He knows that the money is in Han Jin's hands, and he also knows how to coax Han Jin to spend it.

Han Jing: "..." The two apprentices completely thought that their master did not exist!The big ones rebelled, and the small ones followed suit!

Fuwang quickly held a bunch of things in his arms, and looked eagerly at a small stall called "Shi Niang Shi Niang".

"Buy, buy, buy," Han Jin asked to pay without looking at what it was.

The proprietress stared blankly at Han Jing, who was holding the child, and then at Han Jin, who was in the shape of a man, and raised the rouge powder in her hand like sleepwalking: "Well, if this lady wants to use it, I don't recommend it. Buy this rouge gouache, the color is too red."

Han Jin: "..."

Fuwang couldn't understand what the proprietress said, so he stuffed the things in his arms into his small Qiankun bag, and reached out to grab those beautiful flower boxes: "Ma'am."

"Master" herself: "..." Mistress, no matter what you're thinking, it's not what you think!

Han Jing was also dumbfounded, he stared blankly at Han Jin's fair and handsome face without makeup, and the appearance of Han Jin who was wearing makeup and powder appeared in his mind involuntarily, and he felt as if some goose bumps had appeared on his body!

Han Jin pushed away the hand of the proprietress who was passing the rouge and gouache, and said righteously: "I misunderstood, we don't need this, please trouble you."

Pull Han Jing to leave.

A warm voice sounded from behind at the right time: "Fellow Daoist Jin!"

Han Jing turned a deaf ear, and Han Jin whispered, "It seems to be calling you."

"Ah?" Han Jing was stunned for a moment, realizing that his current name is Jin Jing, and quickly turned around to look at his forehead. It was a monk who had dinner with Wei Mansion that day. The monk greeted Han Jing with a smile on his face, and Han Jing hurriedly I returned a salute.

The monk and Han Jing had seen the ceremony, and their eyes lingered on Han Jin and Fu Wang in doubt.Han Jing hurriedly introduced: "My two apprentices."

"Oh oh oh," the monk hurriedly bowed his hands to Han Jin again.

Fuwang, who has been staring at the colorful rouge box, said, "Master!"

Han Jin: "..."

Fuwang looked at Han Jin, and called out flatteringly, "Ms. Madam."

A passing monk: "..." This master-student... relationship is quite complicated!

Han Jing: "..." Is it too late to say that these two are not my apprentices?