Li Quanbing was naturally respectful, and said in a deep voice: "We found out that his time was around eight o'clock in the evening, and he was the only one, currently settled under a bridge by the river, and it seems that he has no intention of finding a hotel to settle down." ”

Shen knocked on the table and groaned for a moment, then said, "Tell me the address, I'll go over." ”

Li Quanbing immediately spoke: "Instructor, why don't we go with you?"

Shen waved his hand and refused, "It's not to fight, what do you want so many people to do, just prepare for the trip to Chuanyun in a week, that place is different from Shangjin and Nanjiang, you don't have to be careless..."

"Instructor rest assured!"

Gao Yue and Gong Ping both looked at Shen Chong with some expectation, hoping that he could also chat with them casually, and now that Shen Chong is getting farther and farther away from them, he knows how precious that time was last year. Chatting a few words is not to show off to others, but just the weight of children who know how many of them are in Shen Zhongzhong.

So even if you just say a few words to them, they will be extremely happy.

Looking at the two living treasures who didn't hide their inner thoughts at all, how could Gong Ping, who had always been honest, become so vivid?

He shook his head funny, and said casually: "You two, learn from Gong Ping, you usually hide it very deeply and honestly, and you are better than both of you when you play hard." ”

Li Quanbing was stunned and pointed to his nose, is this to tell me about me? But he knows that instructors rarely do this with others, so he is still very happy.

Gong Ping's face was embarrassed, no matter how he listened to it, he felt that the instructor was not like a boastful word, and then he heard Shen Zheng's next bombshell that shocked the three of them, "Several of you all started together, and Gong Ping is about to catch up with Wu Sanjun now." ”

The two muddy people looked at Gong Ping in disbelief, your uncle! Top eight, what kind of concept is that?

And then... These two guys began to pinch Gong Ping's neck and pinch his face in front of him, and they were about to cramp and peel his skin, "Tell me honestly, did the instructor give you any fairy pills?!"

"Okay, don't fool around here, let's go back to our own homes... By the way, Gong Ping doesn't have to follow to Chuanyun this time, you will follow Zhao Gongming after a while, and he will mobilize your specific tasks. ”

Both Chuanyun, the provincial capitals Baijin City and Yunzhou City are now urban centers in the southwest region, and their importance from a market perspective is comparable

, Shen is important to set up branches in these two places at the same time, and he has the final say in this matter.

This seemingly "casual" sentence is definitely another bombshell news no less than the previous one, what is Zhao Gongming going to do? I don't know, but the one who can be arranged to carry out the task alone by Shen Zheng is the only one in the entire Qiankun group, he and Sun Qin.

Sun Qin's possession of the Imperial Soul Divine Weapon is known to everyone in the Qiankun Group, and Zhao Gongming's high position in the first throne of the Qiankun Group is still unshakable, so how can the task he want to carry out be simple? Gong Ping, a demon, will grow to what step?

Under the bridge, Xuan Zhao found a clean place to sit on the ground, and next to him there was a sloppy homeless man, the two were separated by a few meters, and the black and white clothes formed a stark contrast in the night.

He took out a few white-flour steamed buns and two bottles of mineral water from the package on his back, placed them between himself and the wanderer, and invited him to have a meal together.

The wanderer was a little cramped at first, and waved his hand again and again to refuse, but Xuan Zhao was not reluctant, but divided the food into two equal portions, sent it directly to him and put it down, and then returned to his place to eat alone.

The wanderer secretly swallowed a lot of saliva, and seeing that Xuan Zhao didn't pay attention to him, he picked up the steamed bun stiffly and ate it very seriously.

"There's still water here. ”

Xuan Zhao pointed to the ground, he had just put a bottle of mineral water, but the wanderer didn't take it.

"Thank you, Master. The wanderer's eyes returned to silence, it was silence, not peace and not quiet, Xuan Zhao noticed it and didn't say anything.

was speechless, but these two sentences opened the conversation, the steamed buns were almost finished, and the wanderer took the lead in speaking: "Listen to the accent, shouldn't the master be a local?"

"I'm an orphan, and even though I grew up here, but... I guess it's not a local..."

Xuanzhao's voice is pure and clear, although it is soft-spoken, but the voice is clear, and the wanderer can hear it clearly word for word, and there is a refreshing taste...

"I'm an orphan, too... Unexpectedly, under the bridge, the master and I were actually sympathetic. He seemed to sigh and laugh at himself, but his eyes were still silent without the slightest wave.

"Sir is distressed by this?" Xuan Zhao asked rhetorically, he called the wanderer, also sir.

The wanderer asked curiously, "Have you never struggled?"

The two sat down, and the wanderer began to talk calmly about his past. Xuan Zhao smiled, dim

The night was immediately clear, "Naturally, I have also struggled, who is my surname, what my parents are like, and where do I come from? ”

"But the master is not at all troubled at the moment. "The wanderer is like he can't get along with someone, he has to get to the bottom of this problem, it seems that Xuanzhao must be a little troubled, he feels normal.

"In the final analysis, life is to come with nothing, go with nothing, and what you have to experience in the middle is all up to you. What we have to practice is the process, not the result. ”

"Could it be that the master is bent on seeking Buddhahood, and he doesn't want to become a Buddha in the end?" the wanderer frowned and raised his eyebrows, his mood finally fluctuated a little, and he seemed to be irritated by Xuan Zhao's few words.

Xuan Zhao smiled gently: "Bodhi's nature was originally pure, but with this heart, he became a Buddha." ”

The wanderer sneered: "The bullshit thing, the master himself used it to deceive those stupid people, it is useless to me!"

He suddenly became hideous, reversing the cramped and embarrassed appearance just now, but which side was true and which side was false? Obviously, he was pestering Xuanzhao, but in the end, it became like Xuanzhao was persuading him, I don't know if he couldn't get along with Xuanzhao, or if he couldn't get along with himself.

Xuan Zhao's eyes are like the clearest eyes in the world, perceiving people's hearts, he smiled and stared at the homeless, his voice did not see any ups and downs, "More desires are suffering, life and death fatigue, starting from greed, less desires and inaction, and the body and mind are at ease." Sir has resentment and hatred in his heart, and he can't ask for it, which is the source of your pain. ”

The wanderer completely ignored Xuan Zhao's kindness and contemptuously ridiculed him: "Since the master is so pure-hearted and has few desires, why do you bother to persuade me, isn't it also to accumulate merit for yourself?

"Hatred can never dissolve hatred, it only gives rise to new hatred. At the beginning of human beings, there are hundreds of sexuality, all hidden in your body, what kind of life you want to live, it is all up to your own choice, and personality will shape everything for you. Xuanzhao is not annoyed or angry, even the words of enlightenment are as plain as water, he does not force the result, he only cares about the process of following his heart.

"What kind of life I want to live, I don't need others to give me advice, I'm afraid the master has never heard a word, don't persuade others to be kind without others suffering! There are some things, if you don't fight for them, you can't grab them, and others can't take the initiative to give them to you. The wanderer's face returned to cold, and he didn't want to talk to Xuan Zhao anymore, but that look could no longer return to the dead silence just now, but was full of gloom and viciousness.