Daoist, I am married

Approaching, bending down, under the bright yellow light, that handsome face gradually enlarged, and the same clean eyebrows under the white and flat forehead were particularly eye-catching.

Really gone?

The few times he saw Ming Cong, he clearly had a vermilion mole between the eyebrows on his forehead.

Is this really Daoist Ming himself?

Jin Ze didn't dare to think about it anymore, he couldn't imagine what would happen to him if such an excellent Ming Daochang had problems.

He couldn't help but staggered back a step.

Immediately, there was a warm touch in his hand, and the Changming Talisman fell, Jin Ze's whole body froze, looking at the person who stretched out his hand to hold him.

"What's the matter?" Ming Cong had opened his eyes at this time, a little confused, no different from the calm and composed Ming Daochang during the day, except for the redness between his brows.

"I'm fine," Jin Ze squeezed out a smile, "Why are you pulling me? You scared me." He pulled his hand out without a trace.

Ming Cong withdrew his hand, with a look of guilt and innocence: "I was just afraid that you would fall."

"I'm a big man, it's okay if I fall down, it's okay." Jin Ze waved his hand, wanting to go back to his tree and continue drawing symbols, but he still didn't see anything.

Suddenly he heard a chuckle, Jin Ze turned around and saw Ming Cong's smile that he couldn't take back in time.

Seeing Jin Ze's doubtful face, Ming Cong shook his head at him: "Let's rest."

Jinze was full of doubts and couldn't solve it, and he couldn't draw the talisman well.

He didn't know when he fell asleep afterwards, but he only remembered that he hadn't finished drawing the talisman yet.

He woke up with a crisp sound.

He opened his eyes and saw a man in white standing in front of the silver border, waiting in full force.

Kanazawa belatedly realized that the light came.

"Be careful." After walking a few steps, he let out a soft cry, and Jin Ze was pulled back, and then a white shadow flashed by, and the Ming Cong people had already blocked Jin Ze.

The long sword clanged, and the white light burst out. Jin Ze squinted his eyes under the light, but it was still difficult to see the movements of the person in front of him.

There was only a crisp crackling sound, and then thunder roared, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.

When Jinze could open his eyes, he saw that half of the sky above his head was collapsing rapidly at a speed visible to the human eye, and the silver border in the middle disappeared, leaving only a smooth enchantment like the surface of water, like the side of the city gate. In general, it is several times larger than that side.

The surrounding scenery dissipated, and gradually revealed his true face. He was on a small path at an unknown location.

But what about Daoist Ming?

The appearance of the peach blossom forest was still displayed in the enchantment, but the white figure was not seen there.

Jin Ze took a breath and stepped into the barrier.

This should be the original peach blossom forest, because Jinze saw a river flowing down the mountain - Linshuijian.

There is also a prescription kiosk not far away, and it seems that there are people.

Jin Ze quickened his pace, he was worried and frightened here, but that man was admiring the flowers in the pavilion, it was disgusting.

But when he got closer, the resentment in his heart was blocked by his brain.

He didn't know the people in the pavilion, but they were all dressed in white.

I saw the man pouring a glass of wine leisurely, muttering in his mouth: "Why don't you bring the Wu hook and collect the fifty states of Guanshan? Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, if you are a scholar with thousands of households?"

Jinze smiled slightly, a little interesting.

He was about to go forward and say something to this person, but someone took a step ahead of him.

"Hey! Who are you? What are you talking about? It's ridiculous!" The man was dressed in pink and white, with long hair tied up. He was clearly the demon spirit Shu Sheng.

Jin Ze stroked his chin and looked around. He seemed to have stepped into Shu Sheng's memory.

I saw that the person who was drinking by himself raised his head, showing a tough face, looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and said, "Who are you?"

Shu Sheng, who was obsessed with the charm of the sea of ​​books, couldn't stand someone desecrating the literature he loved so much, so he immediately had a debate with the man on "dead reading" and "flat world".

Shu Sheng believes that reading is not just reading dead books. Reading can be wise, learning from inadequacies but not knowing enough, having poetry and books in one's belly, and so on. The benefits are different. Everyone can understand the truth in the book and constantly improve their self-cultivation , There will not be so many killings in this world, and naturally there is no need to "level the world".

The man couldn't laugh or cry at the scholar's nonsense, but he also seemed to be interested in refuting him with every word.

Reading can be wise, but it cannot save people.Nowadays, many people in the world are illiterate but eager to study, and many people are full of knowledge but can't hide their ambitions.Not everything can be judged by oneself. What books you read and what principles you understand depend on what position you are in and what responsibility you shoulder.Killing is sometimes unavoidable, and reading cannot be stopped, let alone eliminated.

On the contrary, only after the slaughter, a short-term peace is achieved, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the physical and mental levels are satisfied, can the spiritual level be developed.

Jin Ze squatted by the river and listened with great interest. He didn't like his teacher explaining all kinds of big principles in school, but he liked to hear his classmates debate repeatedly over a trivial matter.

Through some viewpoints and some words, you can understand a person better.This process of exploration is very interesting.

The two people arguing in the pavilion have already become more serious. Shu Sheng firmly believes that people's hearts are not so cruel by nature, while the man laughs that Shu's life is too simple.

Jin Ze squatted until his legs went numb, and the two of them didn't fight for a one, two, three.

Shu Sheng patted the table: "Then let's make a bet! If I can prove that I am kind, you will take the imperial examination."

"Okay. If you lose...just promise me one condition."

"It's a word."

"Never regret it."

"We are limited to three days, counting from No. 1 that we saw out of Taolin. If [-]% of these people can pass my test, I will win."

"can."

So the two poured out the wine in the pot, clinked glasses and drank each other, and then they left the peach forest.

Jin Ze Youyou followed, but he was thinking about how to get out. If he stayed here for three days, he would definitely starve to death.

But after only walking a few steps, the scene in front of them has changed, Shu and Sheng have already met the first person.

"Help! Help me!"

The passerby walked halfway alone, but heard a burst of cries for help coming from the woods ahead.

Hearing the voice was very miserable, the man hesitated, looked and looked at the woods, finally changed direction, but fled hastily after a long detour.

Shu Sheng walked out of the woods with a face full of disbelief, followed by a man who had expected it for a long time.

"This is the first one." Shu Sheng said, his eyes were still full of expectations for the future.

The scene in front of him dissipated, and Shu Sheng reappeared disgraced. In order to prove his ideas, he went all out.

A woman with a child passed by, and Shu Sheng staggered and fell in front of them leaning on a tree branch.

"Sister, my purse was robbed on the road. I haven't eaten for many days. Could you give me some..."

Before she finished speaking, the woman had already led the child back a few steps: "You, don't come here, we have no money."

The little boy shrank in front of his mother, looked at the sloppy Shu Sheng, and said, "Mother, he is so pitiful."

The woman patted his head: "Don't be stupid, I don't know where it came from. There may not be any bad disease on his body. It's always right to stay away from him."

After speaking, the woman picked up a branch by the side of the road, pointed at the "beggar" on the ground and walked around him: "Don't move, we are just passing by, we really have no money."

The child followed his mother step by step, watched the people on the ground hang their heads without saying a word, thought for a while, took out the remaining half of the pancake in his arms and threw it over: "Eat it."

"Ah!" The woman pushed the child, "You child, you are disobedient, go away."

One big and one small gradually went away, Shu Sheng raised his head, picked up half a cake on the ground, and showed a childlike smile to the man who appeared: "Look, I succeeded."

The picture freezes on this childlike smile, then dissipates, and another performance begins.

However, what happened next was as Jin Ze expected. At the end of the day, the two walked from Taolin to the next town. Very few people came to help.

Are people really so indifferent?

Shu Sheng was thinking, and Jin Ze was also doubting.

But there were too many unfairness in this duel, he felt that if Shu Sheng could change his pink suit, it might be more convincing.

The day passed quickly, and Jinze leaned against the corner, watching the man in pink sitting on the roof blowing the cold wind.

He thought of Shu Sheng, who kept scolding him for hypocrisy, and his disgusting attitude towards human beings.

But at this time, he is still full of hope for human beings.

The person on the roof rubbed the jade pendant in his hand with a smile on his lips.

This is the most valuable thing he got after "begging" all day.

He didn't know, but Jin Ze could see clearly.

Shu Sheng's "begging" was not good, and the beggars in the town regarded him as a spoiler, and the gang blocked him in an alley and beat him up.

The bruised and swollen man squatted at the entrance of the alley and wept silently. The man watching from the side finally couldn't bear it, and asked an old lady to help him with the jade pendant he was wearing.

Seeing the man smile through tears, the man shook his head and chuckled, as if he was laughing at his soft heart.

It was another day, and the two continued their bet, testing people's kindness everywhere in the town.

Jin Ze was tired watching from the sidelines, but also a little bit unwilling. He always felt that this could not be the case, and people's hearts could not be so indifferent.

Relying on this unwillingness, Jin Ze watched them go around the town again.

After most of the day, Shu Sheng didn't get a drop of water, so he leaned against the corner to rest for a while.

As a demon spirit, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat or drink all day long, he just feels chills. What he once took for granted suddenly finds that it is not the case. His spiritual world seems to collapse all of a sudden, and he is about to be unable to hold on anymore.

But the reality is extremely cruel.

On the third day, they returned to Taolin the same way.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, only silence.

The melodious sound of running water came, and Shu Sheng looked at the clear water, and suddenly turned around and ran into the river.

The incident happened suddenly, and with the sound of falling into the water, the man, who seemed to have been cast with a fixing spell, came back to his senses and strode towards the river.

There was another sound of falling into the water, and there was no one on the water except ripples.