Around noon.

At the foot of Shaohua Mountain, inside a small broken tile house.

In the more open part of the house, there are campfire shelves.

The campfire shelf is made of a triangular structure formed by several black stones and several wooden sticks leaning, and at the meeting point of the tripod hangs a notched pot.

At this moment, the bonfire is slowly lit up, and the firelight illuminates every corner of the broken house, making the originally somewhat cold and dark room bright and warm.

However, with their family conditions, even the pot is broken, not to mention the wine, it is good to have a stutter.

Around the bonfire was a young man and a young man, who looked at the flames and fell into deep thought, while the young man kept stirring the porridge in the pot with a long bamboo spoon to prevent it from sticking to the bottom.

Under the continuous stirring of the teenager, the porridge in the pot gradually became viscous, and a fragrant porridge gradually wafted out, and the aroma was tangy, making people salivate.

Without warning or inexplicable, the young man on the side asked, "Brother Le, do I look particularly stupid?"

The young man was stunned, looked serious, and said, "It shouldn't be stupid, it can only be regarded as a liking to find death." ”

The young man's eyes were suspicious, and the young man changed his words again: "However, you really can't be said to be stupid if you can survive until now, it can only be said that you are too lucky, so good that you don't have a little self-knowledge, and you are always on the verge of death crazy temptation." ”

The young man didn't know if he agreed with the young man's statement, so he nodded seriously and asked again: "Brother Le, I have a few questions I want to ask you, can you tell me the answers?"

"No, you can't. ”

The young man thought for a moment and said, "But for the sake of the Dan Ling Stone given by Miss Cai'er who saved you, I can try my best to answer you." ”

As he spoke, he took a bowl of porridge from the pot and handed it to the young man, who knew that after falling off the cliff, he was rescued by a young lady named Cai'er, and he was grateful, but at this moment, he had a lot of questions in his heart, and he had to ask the young man, for the time being, he had to sort out how he appeared here, and then think about his life-saving benefactor.

The young man took the porridge without the smell of salt, and since he could answer himself, it was good to think about it, and he could know as much as he could, and said, "I want to know why I appeared here for the first time?"

"Didn't I tell you? A young lady named Long Cai'er sent you. The boy added, "You'd better ask in-depth questions, and I don't want to waste my saliva if it's too boring." ”

"Deep?"

The young man was stunned and said, "Then why does each of you think I have a problem with my brain?"

"Is there one?"

The young man was suspicious, and then mocked: "I thought you couldn't see it? We didn't think there was anything wrong with you, but what you said was very problematic, so people would think that you had something wrong with your brain." ”

"Why?"

The young man was puzzled: "Aren't all the common sense questions I ask you?

"You're going to say it's a matter of common sense, so do you need to ask? If you don't even know common sense, how can you prove that your brain is not in trouble?"

The young man took a sip of porridge and said leisurely.

The young man was immediately speechless, and indeed if he did not even know common sense questions, then how could he prove that there was no problem with his brain, which was a very simple counter-evidence.

The young man felt that there was no need to dwell on this issue, and continued: "This morning, in the snow, you can help me, why do you have to wait for them to beat me to the point that my nose and face are swollen before they come out to help me?"

"That's a good question, it's deep, and I'm more than happy to answer it. ”

The young man spoke softly, as if he was glad that this guy had finally asked an interesting question, and he slowly refilled a bowl of porridge for himself, sat down again, took another sip, and finally looked at the young man and said, "First, I am not your father, nor your friend, nor do I owe you anything, so what reason do I have, and what obligation do I have to help you?" Second, why don't I help you, in fact, I ...... I want them to teach you a lesson, for two reasons, one is simply because I am unhappy with you, and the other is that I hope that your kid will be more obedient to me and don't make trouble. Third, I finally came out to help you because I took Miss Long Cai'er's payment, it's as simple as that. ”

The young man frowned slightly and said, "Even if you and I are not friends, don't you have the kind of morality in your heart to see injustice and draw a knife to help each other?

The young man didn't care, and said, "No, and I'm used to it." ”

"You ......"

The young man got up angrily, and was about to get angry, but he endured it, because the other party's answer was also very reasonable, and said, "Well, where do you see that I am not happy? Where did I cause trouble for you?"

The young man glanced at Shen Wenqiu and sneered, this guy really had a problem with his brain, and said, "Do you still need a reason to see if you are unhappy? As for where you caused trouble for me, don't you know in your own heart?"

Shen Wenqiu caused a lot of things for Le Fan, the first was because of him, the young man gave Long Cai'er a fat beating, the second was because there was one more of him, and the young man had to take care of his mouth's food; the third was that he was beaten by that group of teenagers, and he wanted him to save Lefan.

Shen asked Qiu and immediately remembered Jia Yexuan, and said, "Then Jia Yexuan is nervous himself, can he blame me?

"Count. ”

The young man said: "Because I know you, if Jia Yexuan likes to be nervous so much, and knows that I know you, what if the account is charged to me, do you think this counts?"

"This ......"

The young man didn't know what kind of logic this guy was, and said, "According to your calculations, if those teenagers beat me, it can be regarded as causing trouble for you?"

"Absolutely. ”

The young man should have said: "If I don't stop it, they will beat you to death, and the Miss Cai'er who died of you, that is, your so-called backstage, is very likely to settle accounts with me, do you think this counts?"

"This ...... It seems to ......"

The young man was a little swaying, but he still believed in the young man's logic, and he said, "Then the matter of me going up to the contract platform is not considered to cause trouble for you, right?"

"What?"

When the young man heard Shen Wenqiu's words, he immediately stood up, stunned, with a look of disbelief, and asked word by word, "You are the one who came to the contract stage this morning?"

Le Fan couldn't believe his ears, he originally thought that it was really an outer disciple who was stupid and couldn't be saved without medicine, so he would rush to the stage of life and death and seek his own death, and he still cursed in his heart, this guy is stupid, two hundred and five.

But he never expected that this fool, two hundred and five would actually be in front of him, fortunately, the senior brother named Song Tiangui didn't care too much, and the elders in the contract hall didn't come out to take care of this matter, otherwise he didn't know how big a basket this Shen Wenqiu would poke himself?

"How ......"

Shen Wenqiu didn't know the seriousness of the matter, it didn't matter, and he even had a hint of pride, and said, "This matter is always none of your business, right?"

"Shen Wenqiu, I-Ri-Your Ancestor-Ancestor"

The young man shouted loudly, the momentum exploded like thunder, deafening, deafening, he scolded in his heart, you mother-it's none of my business, you kid is nosy, and you can be a thief-lenient, right?

His voice was deafening, and he counted and listed, and said: "Do you know what kind of place the contract platform is, and you dare to mess around? Let me tell you, if you go up like this, you will be beaten to death with one punch, and you will not be reasonable, and I have never seen a person with a pig's brain like you who can live until now, and you can't exchange your good luck for some benefits?

The young man didn't know what to do, and he didn't lose his momentum, and said: "What's wrong with me on the contract stage, that person is already too arrogant, even excessive, everyone has put down his knees and admits defeat, and he still wants to put people to death, do you say that he is not too much for this person?"

"Excessive?"

The young man said: "That guy is not qualified to live, he is not worthy of living, I tell you Shen Wenqiu you will continue to do it, I see how much luck you still have to do?"

"Enough. ”

The young man was even more indignant, and he was simply angry at the young man when he said such a thing, and scolded angrily: "What qualifications do you have to say that others are not qualified to live, and that living is the most basic right of every human being, so why should you deprive others of their rights? If it is not you who is dead, you will say some cool things yourself, and you will think that there is something wrong with my brain, and where is there something wrong with my brain, I am more normal than any of you, and I am more sober than any of you." ”

"Why should I?"

"For the sake of you calling me so many vocal brothers, why am I telling you today?"

The young man suddenly changed color, no longer angry, but hated the young man, and mocked: "Today, I will tell you what is the truth of the monks in the five continents. ”

"Bang ......"

The young man kicked out, and he kicked the young man out directly.

The young man didn't expect the young man to make a sudden move, he was caught off guard, he was powerless to resist at all, and he hit the edge of the kang directly, and his face immediately turned red, and he was in pain, and it was difficult to even get up.

The young man Lefan did not mean to let him go, he went up and pulled up the placket of the young man's clothes and beat him in the face, and said in his mouth: "Come, use your reasoning to convince me and tell me that it is wrong to beat people?......?"

"You mother-, you don't even have the ability to fight back, you still dare to go to the stage of life and death, do you really have the ability? I don't know that life and death are divided on the platform of life and death, either you die or I die, what qualifications do you have to seek justice for others, what qualifications do you have to reason......

The young man's fist punched Shen Wenqiu in the face, he was not afraid of killing him at all, and the young man kept muttering while punching: "Come on, use your great truth to convince me, don't you think you are very good at speaking?"

But where can the young man say these sage truths, in addition to screaming in pain, he doesn't even have the ability to fight back, but he is a durable guy, comparable to a sandbag, I don't know how many times I have been beaten in the past two days, and I can still live, hey, it's really fateful.

Seeing that the young man couldn't even struggle, the young man let go of him and admonished: "Remember my words, your fists are not as hard as others, so don't reason casually, otherwise, you will die first, this is the world of monks, with martial arts as respect, and there is no use in writing." ”

After saying that, he returned to his place and continued to drink porridge......

And the young man was already half-dead, lying on the cold floor, looking at the young man out of the corner of his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking......

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