Fourth, the right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life

Wedge 4: The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life[1]

What is the right way? Writing, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Heavenly Dao, Jianghu, Love and Hatred, Grievances, Power, Fame, Character and Strength?

Perhaps, neither. Sometimes it's just the vicissitudes of life, the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and the belief in moral right and wrong......

With a clear sound of "oh", the tea cup fell flat on the table, and a few wisps of fragrance rippled out of the cup, slightly drunk. The man in white leaned into his sideburns, tilted the teapot slightly, put it down, and in an instant saw a fine celadon tea.

This is a waterside tea shop in the small town in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a clear stream bubbling near the left, you can listen to the sound of the water when you chat, taste the fragrant tea, look at the blue sky, so comfortable. He drank another glass, his mouth curled, and sighed slightly: "I have been stealing for a long time, but there is always a welcome to the door, and there are many troubles in the world, not that you find it, but that it finds you." "This voice is like tea, pure and elegant, but it exudes a unique evil spirit, which is not commensurate with the environment here.

A group of people were fighting, and a young man was knocked down and threw himself on the guardrail of the water shop. "Brother, are you alright?" the girl ran over and helped the man up.

"Hehe, with your ability, are you embarrassed to take a girl's family and wander around my silent territory?" The man led nineteen people around the young man and woman.

"Why are you bullying my sister! Although my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, I am not afraid of you! If you want to kill, come at me, don't embarrass my sister!" The young man wanted to stand up, but he couldn't.

"Why? Haha, just because Lao Tzu's martial arts are higher than you, and his power is greater than yours, what's the matter? If you're not convinced, then come and bite me?"

"Brother, don't argue with these scumbags, let's go!" "Can you do whatever you want if you have good martial arts? Is there still morality in this Jianghu? You indiscriminate guy!" The young brother and sister were full of grievances.

"Don't be funny, the rules of the rivers and lakes are set by Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu sees that you are unhappy, so he wants to bully you, you still dare to say that I am a subordinate, hahaha, then the one who fell to the ground, how indiscriminate are you?"

The man in white just sat in the tea shop, sipping fragrant tea lightly, and his phoenix eyes seemed to be slightly closed.

"Tell you, on my silent territory, Lao Tzu can do whatever he likes, who gave you the courage to dare to take care of me? You say that I shouldn't bully the weak, Lao Tzu loves to bully the weak, what can you do to me? You have the ability not to be a weakling? I can't stand Lao Tzu's three or two blows, ahhaha!"

"I can't beat you, but you're just a person who has lost virtue and humiliated behavior, what's there to be arrogant! There are a few people in this land who don't hate you as a villain!"

"What's the matter? He is not still obedient, and he does not dare to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs. If you are looking for death, Lao Tzu will bully your sister, and he will bully her in front of you, see what you can do with me? ”

"Let go of me!" the man's men pulled the girl up, and the young man was kicked away, and could only scold: "Brute!

The man pulled her clothes, pinched the girl's breasts, and laughed wildly: "If you don't have the ability, don't meddle in your own affairs, ask for your own hardship." The young man scolded: "You bully my sister, how do you want me to stay out of it!"

The girl cried loudly, and the twenty men laughed: "Then you can only blame your fate!"

"Hmph. "Sneering, very cold, cold to the bone.

The men stopped laughing and looked over. The man in white put down the teacup and had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth. A man walked over and scolded, "Stinky thing, are you laughing?"

The man in white didn't look at it, and continued: "Twenty, nineteen damn it, and one ......"

"What are you, looking for death!" the man finished speaking, and it was a punch, but halfway through the fist, it stopped in the air, motionless.

"Die ...... Tomorrow"

The silent man let go of the little girl and was about to step forward to make a move, but the man in white disappeared in an instant. "It is rumored that you are good at light work, and in my opinion, even the chickens on the side of the waterwheel run faster than you. But his voice was close to his ears.

The man scolded, but the rest of the people were shocked, because no matter how quickly the man turned around, the man in white was always like a tarsal bone, sticking behind him, whispering softly: "Quick, turn faster, it's too slow." ”

He was terrified: "You're not human! You're a ghost!!"

He turned around again, but this time he saw a handsome face with a strange smile on his face: "You can really open your eyes and tell nonsense, oh no, you are blind at all." The man's eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything.

"Ahh

The man in white flicked his hand, and the two eyeballs rolled into the river, and he smiled coldly: "Retribution sometimes comes slowly, but sometimes it comes quickly......"

Then the man's left hand hurt, then his right hand, then his left foot, and then his right foot, and before the people on the left and right could see clearly, his limbs were all broken.

"Ahhh The sound of hurried footsteps was replaced by eighteen screams in an instant, and there was no other sound after that.

He wailed, "I have no grievances with you, why do you want to do this to me!?" but to no avail, because in front of him was a white-clothed demon who killed people without blinking an eye and took pleasure in torturing people!

"Yes, I have no grievances with you, why? Hmph, this can only be blamed on your life is not good...... Hmph......haha"

The demon laughed softly, not loud, but enough to suffocate everyone. He leaned down, pinched his mouth open, grabbed his tongue, and ...... A bloody arrow spewed out, and everyone knew that the man who had no voice would never want to make a human voice again.

"Those who worship power will eventually be swallowed up by power. The one who devours his power can be someone else or himself. The man in white flicked his long sleeves, revealing the jade flute he had inserted behind his waist.

Next. Jiangnan Water Town. Tea shop.

"Have you heard? Jiangnan's number one bully, Wu Yinxian, the master of the Silent Sect, is dead!" a tea guest said suddenly.

"Yes, yes, I heard that he was killed by the enemy. It's just that Wu Yinxian's martial arts are extremely high, and the silent door is also the first gate in the south of the Yangtze River, so it is really unexpected to end up in this end. Another way.

"This is not surprising, that guy has always been a bully, there are countless enemies, and there are more people who want to kill him. What is really strange is that when his enemies found him, he begged them to kill him. ”

The tea guest was very curious: "What do you say?"

"Alas, I heard that when the enemies saw that Wu Yinxian, his hands and feet were destroyed, his facial features were destroyed, and he was already dying, but somehow he couldn't die, and he suffered for a day and a night, and he could only write the two blood words 'Seek Kill' on the ground. In the end, his enemy couldn't stand it, and gave him a relief. ”

"Hey, this is really a lot of injustice, and you will kill yourself!"

"That's true. Come, come, drink tea!

At the top eaves of the tea shop, a white dress is like snow, dancing in the wind. I saw that the tea juice was drunk, the tea residue was thrown away, the tea cup was put down, and the vaguely elegant and weird smile appeared on his lips, cold and evil......

[1] From Chairman Mao's "Seven Laws of the People's Liberation Army Occupies Nanjing" in modern times. The full poem is as follows:

"Zhongshan is pale and yellow, and millions of heroes have crossed the river. The tiger is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous. It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord. If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. ”

;