"I don't dare to hide it from Mr. Zhang," said the wasteman, "Actually, I have seen live cattle fight." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAs for me, my memory and observation skills are not bad, so I saw at that time that there was something in the bullfight diagram that did not conform to the common sense of life. But which place exactly? My memory and observation skills are not as good as those of Mr. Zhang, so I can only figure out from the painting and see what is not suitable. The more I looked, the more frightened I became. Because I couldn't even find a place to violate! You said that when the bulls fight, the horns are forced, and the tail is sandwiched between the legs, so that it can match the actual situation of force? But if you look at his bullfighting picture, is it only the tail raised high, so is it wrong to say that only here is it? No! If all the other places correspond to reality, only the tail is wrong, then it is visible from the diagram. Because the paintings of this predecessor are so subtle that they can be tested as living creatures.

"But Mr. Zhang, with all due respect, you can't find any flaws in that picture. In reality, a cow may have to clamp its tail to exert force, but the picture on it has broken through the norms of reality. Their strength is on the horns, on the shoulders, on every muscle, and on the tips of the high-raised tails. They are fighting with all their preoccupation, and this power permeates all over their bodies. The tail is just a part of the organism. The cow was one. Do you know what this means, Mr. Zhang?

"There is a person who not only imitates nature, interprets nature, and understands nature, but he can already create another nature by himself. In other words, he was not only enlightened, but also enlightened. ”

After the waste man finished the last sentence, Zhang Ling sat down, intoxicated.

The so-called enlightenment! The so-called enlightenment!

It's a distance between that and it's done!

How many people want to peek into the Tao but can't get it. Some people even sighed that it was okay to die at night. The Tao is so desirable. Some people even assert that the spiritual cultivators in the world, even if they reach the king level, are just groping for the "Tao" farther and closer. When you reach the heavenly level, you are probably stepping on the road.

And the painter that the waster said has become the Tao itself!

Raindrops fall in front of you, and gradually disappear. The words of the waste man echoed in Zhang Ling's ears. Finally, Zhang Ling found a voice and asked, "Who is that person?" ”

"Who is it?" The laughter of the waste man knocked on the water like raindrops, "Don't you know his stage name?" ”

Zhang Ling spat out the name.

The name that is printed on the painting. How many people are thunderous with the name.

The waster nodded: "Yes." But he had another name. He uttered the four louder words: "Mr. Silverleaf." ”

“！” Zhang Ling was shocked.

"Not bad." "It is the first and only person who has ascended to heaven without relying on spiritual cultivation and only by enlightenment." ”

Zhang Ling let out a long breath: "How did the waste brother know?" ”

The waster smiled: "I just know." ”

Zhang Ling said: "Hearing you say this, I also want to see that bullfighting picture again." ”

Wasteman: "Good. I heard that it happened to be stored in your Shuiling Prefecture. ”

After Zhang Ling returned, he immediately went to look for the painting. He happened to know whose hand the painting was kept, and he happened to have a slight friendship with that person. He thought, with his reputation, that he would be able to see this painting.

But I didn't see it.

Before he could find the collector, the collector committed a crime, and it happened that Wang Baptism was in charge of pushing the case, and not only the collector's family was ruined, but even the painting was destroyed.

Zhang Ling told the waste man about this, and the waste man was silent for a long time. From beginning to end, Zhang Ling didn't hear him say a word of hatred, and he didn't hear him say a word of hatred.

But Zhang Ling felt the breath of hatred, like when autumn comes, you see the newly planted flowers uprooted by stupid people. It's obviously not Ye Luo's helpless thing. It's obviously an ending that doesn't have to be encountered. If it is too late, you see the fish mother in the water being pulled up and cleaned up, and when you open the belly, you find that the bitter gall is broken, and you throw it back into the water in a huff, so that the blood stain and fish roe slowly ripple in the water.

If you have been a wife to a flower, if you have been a friend to a fish.

If everyone laughs at you for being stupid, and the things you cherish fall into the water, it is obviously not something that should fall when it's cold and die when it's late, but it's just been trampled.

That long, long hatred.

Zhang Ling only felt that he was overwhelmed by a heavy and heavy killing aura, and it was difficult to move. He struggled: "Brother! With your ability, if you feel unfair, you can go directly to the killing! ”

Silent.

There was a long silence.

Then Xiao Killing Qi retracted. It's not gone, it's just like an untimely monster, slowly, slowly retracting into the water, leaving only an embarrassing stain on the ground.

The waste man said emptyly: "I am a waste person. I can't do anything. ”

"Why?" Zhang Ling was very puzzled, "If I have the ability to brother Tai, even Wang Baptist can kill it!" ”

He only knew that people who had no ability were waste, but he didn't know what this unfathomable master in front of him, who called himself a waste, was bound by.

The wasted man also did not explain.

"If only I had a little more ability." Zhang Ling had no choice but to relieve his hatred and say, "I will bring Wang Bapt's head to you." ”

The waster laughed. He said, "Okay, if you bring his head, I will ...... whatever you say you want me to do" and paused, "I wanted to listen to you, but I am really a wasted person, and I can't do too many things." I can only say that if I can, I'm—"

Zhang Ling didn't let him continue to explain, and said, "There really is such a day, you let me go into the curtain to see you." He felt that it was the simplest and least embarrassing request. But the wasted man was silent again. Zhang Ling said uneasily: "Of course, you can also wear a mask. ”

The waster chuckled. Zhang Ling didn't know what he was laughing at, so he laughed stupidly. "Sir is really a sincere man. Zhang Ling didn't know what he was praising either, in short, it was always good to be praised. He opened the corners of his mouth. The waste man said: "The face may really not be shown to others." I'm such a wreck, and I don't have to do too many things. Besides, if you have any wishes, sir, just tell me about it. There may or may not be something I can do. ”

Zhang Ling didn't take it to heart at that time. Anyway, he couldn't really kill Wang Bapt. But now, when Elder Chun was dying, he remembered. If Manshu can kill Wang Baptist, he can probably use this to ask for a streamer.

Manshu really wanted to kill Wang Baptist. If there is really a person she hates and wants to kill in the Lingzhou world, it is definitely Wang Baptist! Who told Wang Baptist to send a "Mei Jingyun" to scold people, pit all the bandits, and almost kill Songhua! If it weren't for the mysterious tree cave to save him, maybe Manshu would have died there!

If it is a real knife and a real gun, with real skills, he will not complain if he kills Manshu. But Wang Baptism's method really disgusted Manshu! In order to avenge Songhua's brothers, she felt that she could also attack the king. Now that she has the strength of the king, and she has the backing of the family, she should really be able to give it a try?

Manshu consulted with the elders of the family. The elders' faces were rather embarrassed. Manshu thought that they were afraid, so he cheered them up and said, "Imagine that if it were you who were lying here today, I would do my best to save them." ”

The elders looked at each other. Elder Hua bowed and said, "If I lie here, please don't save me." ”

Manshu was stunned and said, "What? ”

Elder Hua said: "With the strength of the head of the family, it is not impossible to kill the king of the blister county, but it must be difficult to hide his whereabouts, with the favor of the king of the blister county to the king of the blister, he will inevitably be the enemy of the entire blister county." How can the Xi family have the strength to fight head-on with the blistering county. There is Cai Chen watching from the side. We don't go to Caichen, Caichen can't wait to kill us first and keep them sleeping peacefully. Besides, there is a blister county who crushes us. Cai Chen was even more happy to fall into the well. This time, all our calculations over the years have been in vain. The Flying Dragons team fought for nothing, and the contract was in vain. That will be all in vain. ”

Manshu knew that he was reasonable, and his fingertips drew circles on the table, and said while thinking: "Wang Baptism is not terrible, what is terrible is the ...... of Blister"

To what extent did the king of the county favor and believe in Wang Baptism? There have always been people impeaching Wang Bapt, and the king of Blister County doesn't listen. The queen of the county was angry with the king for the matter of Chiba Su, and the king of the county was so frightened that he hurriedly hid the king to the border, so as not to be injured by the queen.

After swallowing Lijun, Wang Xian even defended Xincheng as the king, and the people of Xincheng did not obey him for a while, he seemed to be unimpressed, and only chased and suppressed the remaining bandits - ah, in fact, it was the remnants of the king of Lijun. In this world, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit - in short, the king chased and suppressed, and when he caught a suspicious person, he tied him up on the spot and wanted to kill him. The local father was frightened, and hurriedly said that this was a local outsider, not a bandit! Wang Baptist just replied coldly: "Who said that local people can't be bandits?" "The knife flashed, but it was still cut.

The local father repaired a book to protest to the king of Beagle, saying that this member was really honest, and when the king of Lijun was there, he didn't talk much up, and after returning to the county, he didn't mean to be a loyal lackey to the king of Lijun. He's not a bandit!

After reading the letter, King Xiaojun only said one sentence: "If I listen to everyone's shouting, then I don't need to send Aiqing to guard the city for me outside." ”

I still believe in the king, and I don't believe in the books. Don't even look at the evidence attached to the book.

Later, the king dipped in that place and killed many people. The general idea is: You have just beaten down, you will definitely not accept it, I will kill a batch first. Because I killed too much, you are even more dissatisfied? Then I'll kill again! Are you afraid that your neck is thick? The local people were miserable, and called the city "Blood-soaked City" and Wang Baptized as "Blood-soaked City King".

When the itinerant imperial historian of Byu County heard about this, he really felt that it was too much, and he wanted to impeach Wang Bapt, but he didn't dare to let Wang Bapt know. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )