Zhang Zhitian rubbed his aching buttocks, kicked the leafy locust tree next to him vigorously, and said, "Damn, the thorn is really not a thing, it hurts so much." Zhang Zhitian looked at the sleeping thorn not far from his feet, silently compared his middle finger to it, sighed, and then took the sleeping thorn into the camp tent, gently put it on the soft futon, and lay down next to him, closed his eyes and fell asleep. The sleeping thorn opened his eyes slightly, looked at the surrounding environment, turned his head to look at Zhang Zhitian, looked at the futon under him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhang Zhitian yawned and snotted, gathered a pile of firewood in the middle of several camp tents, and made a fire with flint and steel, and the sparks splashed when the flints collided. Zhang Zhitian looked at Shangguan Qingye's busy figure and said, "Uncle Shangguan, what are you busy with?" Shangguan Qingye leaned sideways and replied, "I'll find some old wine, let's have a drink tonight." Zhang Zhitian responded, "Okay." Hurry up. “

Zhang Zhitian struck the flint a few times seriously, and a long spark rolled down on the dry straw and branches, and the faint flames rose from the pyre, gradually burning and crackling like a spark. Zhang Zhitian smelled it in the air, and a smell of wine permeated, and said, "Uncle Shangguan, what kind of good wine, I can smell the smell of wine here." Zhang Zhitian walked over and saw Shangguan Qingye walking slowly with a jar of unopened wine, the jar was not big, and the jar still had wet soil, obviously just dug out of the deep place.

Shangguan Qingye beckoned Zhang Zhitian to sit down, opened the jar and said, "Come, virtuous nephew, let's have a drink first." "The luscious liquor fell into the crystal jade cups and swirled in the fine wine glasses on the ground. Shangguan Qingye stretched out a hand and said, "Please, with today's wine as a companion, you and I might as well talk about all things in the world." I'll do it first for respect. Shangguan Qingye said, raised a wine glass and drank it into his mouth. Shangguan Qingye put down his wine glass and said slowly: "Now there are disputes in the world, the national strength of the eight major countries is weak, and there are 19 rumor-mongering rebels. What do you think?"

Zhang Zhitian picked up the wine glass, the wine was clear, and he tasted it like Qiongyao jade liquid. Zhang Zhitian gently put down the wine glass and said: "The people's grievances are everywhere, the sorrow is everywhere, and the country will perish; the general trend of the world, it will be united for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time, this is the direction of the road; in troubled times, heroes are born in large numbers, and those who win the world must belong to the latter." Zhang Zhitian slowly picked up the jar, and the wine was like flowing water into the cup, pushed it to Shangguan Qingye, and asked, "Uncle, what do you think?"

Shangguan Qingye looked Zhang Zhitian up and down, and said quietly: "I know the affairs of the world, and there are no people in the matter, and there is no one who likes it; or bad conduct, or short-sighted, greedy for women; ”

Zhang Zhitian pushed his hands together and smiled lightly: "I can't take on this important task, I prefer enlightenment and cultivation to the beauties of the country, meditate and practice meditation, find the end of the avenue, and see what the cultivation looks like in the end?"

Zhang Zhitian said, poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "Good wine." ”

Shangguan Qingye looked at the vast night, drank the wine and said: "The world is in chaos, how many families are ruined, how many wives are separated, how many tragic things in the world, poor and pathetic people." "Empty lamentation, sad face. Shangguan Qingye pondered for a while, and said: "If you want to practice, why don't you come to a vigorous battle, there is a strong enemy on the battlefield, and you will see death as home;

Zhang Zhitian hesitated, pondered, looked at Shangguan Qingye's eyes, and said: "Then what? The world involves too much, once you enter the red dust, it is as deep as the sea; “