After finishing his work, Nanfeng did not go back to the other courtyard, nor did he go to Juetian Ridge. He sat alone in the post house and pondered.
At the second watch, Nanfeng opened his eyes and called the servants over, "Go and tell those who stayed during the day to come here."
The servant responded and went, and not long after, everyone arrived one after another.
Starting from the cave god, they were introduced by name.
Nanfeng sat down at the table, looked down at the roster in his hand, and asked a question, "If you are promoted to Daluo, I will ask for something from you one day, but what I ask for is unfair in your opinion. Can you help me?" Don’t want to help?”
Standing at the door was a young martial artist in his twenties. Hearing Nanfeng's question, he was stunned for a moment. Nanfeng asked a dilemma question. If he answered "help", it would be unfair and unjust. If the answer is not to help, then it is ungrateful and ungrateful.
"It's very cold outside, don't let them wait too long," Nanfeng said.
"It depends on what it is..."
"Do you want to answer the question "To help or not to help?" Nanfeng interrupted the man.
After finally reaching this point, the young warrior cherished it very much. Seeing that he might fall short, he panicked and asked, "Excuse me, Master, is one of these two answers correct?"
Nan Feng nodded.
The young martial artist felt a little relaxed after hearing this. Although he didn't know which answer was correct, he had at least a 50% chance of winning. After careful consideration, he said seriously, "Although you are kind to me, my request is unfair and I can't." help."
Nan Feng nodded and asked, "If you become a Daluo Jinxian and gain power, what would you most want to do?"
The young warrior was stunned again when he heard this. After hesitating, he shook his head and said, "I never thought about it."
"Poor people must be hateful. Do you think this is right?" Nanfeng asked again.
"this… "
"Just tell me whether it's right or not." Nanfeng interrupted the young warrior again.
"Can you let me think about it?" The young warrior did not dare to answer hastily.
Nan Feng nodded.
In fact, Nanfeng's question is not complicated, but the simpler the question, the more likely it is that there is a hidden mystery. The young warrior did not know Nanfeng's intentions, so he did not dare to answer hastily.
After thinking about it, he still couldn't figure out Nanfeng's intentions, so he could only try his luck, "That's not right."
Nanfeng did not ask the other party for the basis for this judgment. He threw the jade jade condensed with spiritual energy to the young man with his backhand, "Leave here immediately. On the eighth day of the first lunar month, take the jade jade down to Yunhua Mountain to watch the battle."
The young warrior took the jade jade, thanked him nervously, and retreated in doubt. Nanfeng's move was just to let him go to Yunhua Mountain to listen, and he was not necessarily sent to play.
The young warrior retreated, and Nanfeng called another person to come in.
Nanfeng still asked these three questions. Since the conversation between him and the young warrior had been heard by outsiders, the visitor's answer was very straightforward and took less time.
After asking the three questions, he was given a jade as usual. It was previously agreed with Daluo Jinxian that the number of people from the three parties watching the battle could not exceed a hundred. This jade was a token to go to Yunhua Mountain to watch the battle.
Not long after it started, the fat man came, moved a chair and sat down next to Nanfeng, "What are you doing?"
"We'll talk about it later." Nanfeng waved his hand.
Seeing that Nan Feng didn't say anything, the fat man knew that the time was coming, so he didn't ask further questions. He brought the list over and helped Nan Feng sing.
After the fourth update, after all the questions were asked, everyone left overnight, and the posthouse returned to quiet.
There was a servant in the post house. Seeing that the two of them had finished their work, they brought them a midnight snack.
"Why do you ask these three questions?" The fat man held it in for a long time and couldn't wait.
"Observe their character." Nanfeng said casually.
"Oh, I thought you were chatting with them." The fat man choked him.
Nanfeng took a spoon, filled a bowl of sweet soup and put it in front of the fat man. He took the stack of lists over and looked through them one by one.
The fat man couldn't hold himself back and couldn't help but ask again, "Tell me quickly, what's the right answer for them?"
Nanfeng stretched out his spiritual energy and set up a barrier near the two of them, "You can take a guess."
"You don't have a human brain now. God knows what you are thinking. I won't guess. Just tell me." The fat man urged.
"For the first question, the answer is Gang is right." Nanfeng said.
When the fat man heard this, he was both surprised and not surprised, but he couldn't figure out why Nanfeng had such an idea. "Tell me carefully."
"They are promoted by me, and they should listen to me after they are in high positions. Is it possible that the people I support will help the enemy deal with me?" Nanfeng said, some truths cannot be told in front of others, otherwise they will be criticized. But fat people are not outsiders and will not be picky.
"You don't want to be fair?" the fat man said with a smile.
"Would it be unfair to listen to my words?" Nanfeng asked, "What I just asked was, 'If what I ask for is unfair in their opinion,' will they help or not? The key point is that in their opinion, The knowledge of these people is definitely not higher than mine. Things they think are right are not necessarily right, and things they think are wrong are not necessarily wrong. Normally, I will not interfere, but if I know that they are doing The decision was wrong, and to correct it, I need to make sure they take my advice and not be stubborn and try to be smart.”
Fatty was satisfied with Nanfeng's explanation, not just satisfied, but very satisfied, "Second one."
"After being promoted to Daluo, it is right to deal with personal matters first and regret later, but it is wrong to be selfless." Nanfeng flipped through the list page by page, "Daluo Jinxian is also a human being, and as a human being, he has humanity, and he puts himself before others." , Putting private affairs first before public affairs is true human nature. Only by taking care of your own affairs first can you truly help others."
"If the imperial court selects officials..."
"This is not the selection of officials, this is the selection of Daluo Jinxian. What I want to hear is not fake news." Nanfeng interrupted the fat man.
"Your question is a bit difficult. Even if they really think so, they don't dare to say it." Fatty smiled. He came not long after the selection. He heard most of the people's answers, more than half of them. What people say about the second question is that they should first benefit the common people and immediately benefit the people.
"Shouldn't they tell me the truth?" Nanfeng asked.
"Yes, yes, yes," the fat man responded repeatedly, "Let me tell you the last thing. Poor people must be hateful. Is this true or false?"
"That's not right." Nanfeng shook his head.
"Huh? Why?" The fat man was so surprised. More people asked this question than the second question.
"Poor people must be hateful. This statement seems to be both yin and yang, good and bad, fair and comprehensive, but it is not the case." Nanfeng slowly shook his head, "Pity is the antecedent, hateful is the consequence. They are not the two sides of yin and yang. They cannot be Treat them equally. Hatefulness is often caused by pity. Just because they are hateful does not negate their pity. We should trace back to find the source of pity. If the source of pity is eliminated and the person is still hateful, then he has never been pitiful. Yes. If the source of pity is removed and the person is no longer hateful, then he has never been hateful."
Nanfeng's words were difficult to pronounce and profound, and the fat man was too lazy to think, "Speak in human language, speak in human language."
"When a dog eats shit, it depends on why it eats it. If it is hungry, then you should not blame it. If it still eats shit if it has enough food to satisfy its appetite, then it is a bad dog." Nan Wind gives an example.
"How can a dog not eat shit? You're not using this analogy well." The fat man waved his hands repeatedly.
Nanfeng didn't answer.
The fat man also knew that he was a bit arrogant, so he stopped worrying about this issue and asked, "I still don't understand, why are you testing them for this?"
"See if they are really fair, and see if they really have a kind heart." Nanfeng said, "God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like prison. We must take into account both grace and power, but we must not occupy both grace and power. 50%, if you can show kindness and influence, it is best not to punish. People who think this sentence is right see more hatefulness in their eyes. People who think this sentence is wrong see more pity in their eyes. , the latter is more just and more compassionate in nature.”
"Are you merciful?" the fat man asked with a smile.
"Compassion," Nanfeng nodded slowly, "If I were not compassionate, the three realms would have been devastated."
The fat man eliminated his doubts and pushed the pastry to Nan Feng, "You should eat some too."
Nanfeng shook his head.
The fat man drank the soup and ate a few pastries, wiped his mouth and asked, "Have you made your choice?"
Nanfeng did not answer the fat man's question, but stood up, walked to the brazier, and threw the stack of lists into the brazier.
"Hey, hey, there are so many, do you remember them all?" the fat man yelled.
"No matter how much I remember, I can remember it." Nanfeng said. The direct result of studying the Heavenly Book is to open up the mind and spirit. Photographic memory is nothing.
Returning to the table, Nanfeng took another stack. These records are the specific locations of the purple energy aliens. Next, they need to explore one by one.
"Who did you choose?" the fat man asked curiously.
"You will know when the time comes." Nanfeng said casually.
The fat man was very unhappy when he heard this. He heard Nan Feng's implication that he didn't want to tell him the specific candidates before Dou Fa. How could this be possible? When he asked, Nan Feng just didn't tell him. If he asked again, he still didn't tell.
"You have to let us know what's going on." The fat man became anxious.
"You know too much has its disadvantages but not its advantages. I just know it in my mind." Nanfeng shook his head.
The fat man got angry, pushed the soup bowl away, and walked away.
Nanfeng did not hold back an explanation, nor did he get up to close the door that the fat man had thrown open. He just sat at the table and slowly flipped through the stack of papers in his hand.
After half a stick of incense, Nanfeng stood up and threw the stack of papers into the brazier.
After the paper turned to ashes, he turned around and walked out of the room. He did not go to Juetian Ridge or return to the other courtyard, but teleported to Qiping Mountain thousands of miles away.
This is an uninhabited mountain wilderness. The official road of the Northern Zhou Dynasty passes between the two peaks. There is a huge deep pit on the west side of the official road. There are many elm trees inside and outside the pit, and the big ones are already several feet thick.
It was also snowing here. Nanfeng sat down on a bluestone on the edge of the pit. The reason why he did not tell Fatty the results of the selection before was because the results were unsatisfactory. Less than ten people answered all three questions correctly. Next, I have to go quietly and observe again in secret. I'm afraid it will be difficult for anyone to understand him.
Nanfeng didn't move again after he sat down, and the flying snowflakes gradually accumulated on him.
This is an official road, and even on a snowy night, cars and horses pass by from time to time. Most passers-by see him, but no one stops, let alone asks why he is sitting here...