The rain still kept falling, and the same car was speeding in the rain curtain, but the car was a different person, but the atmosphere was a little subtle, and it seemed to be the same solemnity.

Li Banruo, who was driving, looked a little dull, as if he was holding back a big belly and didn't know how to speak, and finally could only be silent with this silence.

The car came to a slow stop at the intersection, and looking at the numbers at the red light flashing, he looked at Ma Wenwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Ma Wenrou looked at this guy who couldn't hold back and said, "Don't look at me with such eyes, I don't know much more than you." ”

"From the beginning, you know Abin's true identity, right?" Li Banruo said, there was a feeling that she was stepping into this woman's trap step by step, and the real cleverness of this woman was that even if she told Li Banruo that it was a trap, Li Banruo had no choice but to step forward.

"All this is just a guess, I determined his identity in the mouth of a drunk, and there will be no second person in the world who chases the three-character sword like him. Ma said gently, he didn't think this kind of deception was so shameful, this was a world that Li Banruo couldn't touch even if he raised his toes, and it was before and now.

The green light flashed, and Li Panruo could only start the car again silently, and said while playing the steering wheel: "What kind of grievance is this, and who is this Chen Tianshi?"

"I really want to know?" she looked at Li Banruo, who was curious about knowledge, with a playful expression, as if she was looking at a child who had just touched the world and was extremely new to everything.

Li Panruo paused for a moment, then nodded silently.

"A long, long time ago, there was an old man with three discordant sons, often beaten to the head and bleeding, and even this old man often secretly sad, when he was alive, he was able to control the three sons from doing nonsense, but he was old, he could live for a few years, just to see the will of God, so he made a decision, took out three chopsticks, let the three sons draw lots, the three chopsticks were marked respectively, he asked to tell the three sons, if he died, what mark was left in the last will, the three sons who have chopsticks with this mark, have to listen to whom。 Ma gently told such a seemingly inconsequential story.

And Li Panruo listened with relish, and even forgot to light the cigarette in his mouth, and said very urgently: "Go on." ”

Of course, these three chopsticks, the three brothers don't know each other's patterns, they only know their own, no one wants to let the other party know their bottom line, watch out for each other, cover up, because this old man is highly respected, so the three brothers finally owed that piece of paper under the gaze of the whole village, and finally inherited everything from this chopstick. Later, the three brothers, who were originally flying and domineering, began to converge, and one by one lowered their eyebrows in front of the old man, hoping that before the old man died, he could leave a pattern of his own on the suicide note, and this family, under the three brothers competing for favor, became one of the best families in this village. Ma gently said such a story about three chopsticks, maybe most people think that this story is almost over here, but for this Jianghu, this story has just begun.

After hearing this, Li Panruo seemed to have noticed something, and couldn't help but say: "Then, the old man died, but the chopsticks left behind were gone." ”

Ma smiled softly and nodded silently, which is basically such a story.

Therefore, if the person who has this chopstick can't take it out, the remaining two brothers won't obey him, the rules were set back then, whoever takes out this chopstick, listens to whom, but this chopstick can't be pulled out, and this thing on paper will never work. Li Panruo listened, as if following the horse's gentle thoughts, and gradually understood something.

Ma Wenrou looked at Li Panruo, who was very bright in a sense, nodded and continued: "Guess whose hand this chopstick was lost." ”

Li Panruo seemed to have thought of something extraordinarily terrifying, and said stubbornly, "It can't be in the hands of Chen Tianshi, right?"

Ma nodded gently, and Li Banruo's expression was already extremely exciting, he thought that what Abin was carrying would be terrifying, but he didn't imagine it at all to be majestic to this point, although he didn't know who these three brothers were, but through these side knocks, he already felt what level of behemoth this was.

"Chen Tianshi can't wash it clean, and he has become the target of everyone, even if he hid in the deep mountains and old forests, this grievance has not let him go, and Abin, as his apprentice, has been burdened with telling the story of innocence for such an old man from the beginning, although I don't know whether this story is innocent or not, I only know that Abin is Chen Tianshi's last incense. Ma said gently, there are too many versions of this story in the capital, but only this version is combined with the existence of Abin, she feels a little logical, but no one can say how many grievances are involved in this story about three chopsticks.

This scar is revealed, and there are countless people who have been stung, so in Ma Wenrou's view, no matter how this story develops, it will be a tragedy in the end.

Li Panruo took a deep breath, this expression seemed to be indescribable with complexity, he couldn't imagine that such a sunny guy who laughed every day, as if harmless to humans and animals, was carrying such a story, and he finally understood why Abin didn't tell him this story, and it was also because Abin knew him too well, so he chose to be silent.

But this story should really be borne by such a guy who can only giggle? Obviously, his heart is softer than anyone else, but he has to face this story that even if he is invincible, he can't resist it, which makes Li Banruo feel a little distressed for such a guy for a while.

And Ma Wenrou looked at such a fighting Li Banruo with a deep taste, as for what she was thinking, only she knew, maybe she was pondering, the story of these three chopsticks told Li Banruo, whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"So, are you still standing next to that guy now?" asked Ma gently.

Li Panruo came back to his senses in deep thought, he glanced at Ma Gentle, who was full of seriousness, and thought about brewing for a while before speaking, but blurted out directly: "I owe this to such a guy." ”