A green lantern, the lotus breeze in the ancient courtyard, and the sound of frogs and insects chirping occasionally sounded, which further highlighted the quiet feeling of the night.
In the dilapidated hall, lit by dim candlelight, two figures sat cross-legged. One was wearing a green shirt, with an ordinary face and a calm temperament. Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, the other was less than ten years old, with a shaved head, red lips and white teeth. The gray robe is slightly fat, and the eyes are full of childishness and ignorance.
He looked at the man in green shirt across from him, scratched his bald head, couldn't hold back his curiosity, widened his eyes, and said:
Master, how many bugs are there in total
The one hundred and first question. The man in green shirt replied calmly.
Well, the little novice monk was stunned, why were there only one hundred and one questions? He obviously restrained himself from asking questions.
According to Master's rules, you can ask up to a hundred questions a day, but, but, I am really curious.
He lowered his head with a look of frustration. He would have to know the answer tomorrow, but there are so many interesting and new things tomorrow. A hundred questions are simply not enough. You have to save money.
The child's depression went away as quickly as it came. The little novice quickly raised his head and said with bulging eyes: Master, Master, we agreed to continue telling stories tonight. I want to listen to Qi Zhengyan's story.
Qi Zhengyan's story. The man in green shirt sighed as if he was thinking about it. Where did he talk about it last time
Speaking of Qi Zhengyan being sent to Yicheng as the deputy chief, his cousin was picked off by some ghost sword and his tendons and hamstrings were severed. He was still unable to take revenge. The little novice said proudly, "Master, don't I have a great memory?"
Question 102. The man in green shirt remained calm.
Well, the little novice monk pursed his lips, put aside his annoyance, and said enthusiastically, Master, speak quickly, master, speak quickly, I am especially looking forward to Qi Zhengyan avenging his cousin. He is a man who had an adventure in the magic pool.
The man in green shirt turned his eyes to the dim light: After Qi Zhengyan was dissuaded by his boss, he tolerated it on the surface and got along well with the Ye family, but every night, he was quarreling and fighting fiercely in his heart.
He was sneering and ridiculing, integrating the knowledge and experience of the Demon Lord. Things in this world are won by great strength, but the essence is always the law of the jungle. Why are you resisting the teaching of skills and resisting to obtain this precious wealth that is unparalleled in the world? Look at it now, being beaten by others. I was bullied to the point of being bullied, and my family members were touched, but I was helpless, and I was filled with bitterness and no one could say anything.
He was originally shaken, so what if his family was upright? If he didn't live up to his expectations, he would live a useless and miserable life. In the final analysis, his own strength was the root of everything. As long as he could restrain the influence of the magic power and maintain his In my heart, what is the experience and knowledge of the Demon Lord worth fearing? Swords can also kill people.
The little novice monk listened carefully, but this did not prevent him from interjecting: "Master, you said that if the devil's things are to seduce others, they usually start from a very reasonable point, and start from a place where the other party thinks they can win surely. At first glance, it will not have any impact. But as long as this gap is opened, it will become bigger and bigger, and sooner or later it will collapse. Master, do I remember it very well? You can continue to talk.
Qi Zhengyan also had such worries, so he endured it and told himself that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. The man in green shirt said calmly.
But, but in this way, it is too wronged. Yes, the wronged young monk said it righteously.
The man in green shirt didn't respond to his reaction, and continued on his own: Just when he was suffering at the peak of his suffering, Zhen Ding came, and he called his cousin when he opened his mouth, looking like a lazy scoundrel.
If he really comes, he has a bad temper. Will he draw his sword to help? The little novice monk said excitedly.
Zhen Ding is a little monk like himself.
Qi Zhengyan was stunned and helpless, so he introduced Zhending into the backyard. After saying goodbye to each other, he realized that Zhending had returned to secular life and was no longer a monk, calling himself Xiao Meng. The man in green shirt made a statement.
Oh, little novice monk's face was full of disappointment.
Qi Zhengyan couldn't hide it from Xiao Meng, so he had to tell him the whole story, and planned to find wine to help him. Xiao Meng said that there is no food without wine, so he volunteered to buy the most famous soy sauce beef on the street. The man in green shirt said slowly, his tone was like a smooth river, with some kind of peace and joy, and also with the precipitation that time cannot take away. Qi Zhengyan spent some time and found a jar of good wine. Before he could open it, Xiao Meng He bought the soy beef and came back. He took a sip of wine and said he went to pick up a sword on the way. Then he unwrapped the package and took it out. It was Ghost Sword's portable sword.
Ghost Sword's portable sword, the sword is still there, but the sword dies and everyone dies. When Xiao Meng went to buy soy sauce beef, he killed Ghost Shadow Sword and avenged Qi Zhengyan's cousin. Shunlu, he's so handsome. Isn't he too cool? The young novice cheered.
The man in green shirt glanced at him: Are you secretly playing with the universal talisman again
Haha, the little novice monk said with a silly smile, Master, please continue.
Qi Zhengyan was shocked. Of course, he also yearned for it. He was happy with his grudges and traveled across the world without caring about anything else. This kind of life was the yearning of every person who was interested in the world, so he had the idea of traveling and improving himself. At this point, the man in green shirt changed the subject and said, That's all for today, you should sleep with a clear mind.
The little novice monk scratched his head and said: Master, let me guess what happened next. Qi Zhengyan suffered repeated setbacks while wandering around the world, and finally accepted the experience and knowledge of the demon lord and became a demon.
One hundred and three questions will be deducted from tomorrow. The man in green shirt did not smile. He did accept the experience and knowledge of the Demon Lord because he was unwilling to do so. However, he was fortunate to have found the demon in his heart. The demon who was willing to sacrifice his life and blood for him had not lost his humanity.
What is the demon in his heart? The little novice knew that he was going to be questioned, but he still couldn't help but speak out.
The man in green shirt looked at his ignorant eyes and said: Everyone has a natural aura and is born equal. He wants to create a world where everyone has equal opportunities but is not absolutely equal.
What is this? The little novice doesn’t understand, but feels very powerful. What about Qi Zhengyan now? Master, you said he is a real person.
The man in green shirt looked out the window at the night, his eyes far away: Nowadays, everyone can practice martial arts. When laying the foundation, everyone can acquire the best and most solid skills. After improving, they can obtain the corresponding qualifications. , there are enough opportunities to learn various peerless magical skills, and the rest are almost equal, and the opportunities are barely equal. In such a world, Qi Zhengyan was not born specifically for opposition, so of course he stopped.
He looked away, his eyes so deep:
The world is peaceful, everyone has hope, and everything has a glimmer of hope. The sword should be sheathed and hidden in the hall, without any edge, as if it were an ordinary thing. However, if the world is turned upside down, the noble and the low are solidified, and it is difficult for people to see the light, then the sword must be unsheathed. Once it comes out, it will stir up the wind and clouds, and then cast leather characters.
The little novice monk was confused and could only say something long.
It's time for you to sleep with a clear mind. The man in green shirt emphasized again.
The little novice monk closed his eyes and meditated to clear his mind. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and said:
Master, Master, you are obviously not a monk, why am I a novice
Question 106. The man in green shirt said expressionlessly, because when I took you in, you were just a novice monk.
Master, Master, can I not be a monk
Master, Master
The night is deep, the moon is full, and the wind is quiet. .