Chapter 275: The Answer to the Story
"This ......" The middle-aged man's village chief watched Chi Dong leave, standing in place dumbfounded, this has never happened before, and it was not that there were no chivalrous people who wandered to this small fishing village in the past, and there were many chivalrous and righteous people, but none of them required Chi Dong to make a second move, without exception, all of them hated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
And this time, Chidong, who was like a god in their eyes, didn't even make a move, and left without even saying a word, this is unprecedented, not to mention whether he will come back, just thinking of the consequences of not doing what he wants, the village chief is afraid for a while, it is not two children can do it, it is a matter related to the lives of the whole village.
"Don't worry, go back, I'll leave it to me." Xiaochen looked at the village chief's face, and could naturally easily see that he was full of fear, although he didn't know what he was worried about.
"Shaoxia, you better hurry up, alas......" The middle-aged man sighed and said helplessly.
"Lord Chidong, Lord Chidong, you come back, we know our mistakes, we know our mistakes, please come out......" It was not only the village chief who shouted, but also Qiao San and Wu Tong and his wife, as if they were begging to give away their own flesh and blood.
Seeing such a scene, Xiaochen's heart trembled, originally he thought that everyone could be strong, he rescued the two children, which can give everyone hope, so that the villagers do not have to suffer the pain of despair, but everything seems to be very different from what they imagined, the villagers are not grateful, even if Xiaochen does not move his hand to be grateful, but begging the people who shouted to take their children to come back and take away their flesh and blood.
"How so?" Xiaochen asked secretly in his heart, "It shouldn't be like this." ā
Xiaochen was a little downcast, his eyes were a little hollow, and he slowly walked back to the place where the old man told the story before.
"Tell me what's going on in this village." Xiaochen sat where he had just sit, and the old man was still sitting in place, but the hookah was not held in his hand but placed in the corner.
"Wait, don't tell me about it, is there a disaster in the village, and then someone jumps out and asks to provide children as sacrifices, and then the disaster disappears, and then the village is notified that children are to be offered as sacrifices every year, isn't that so?" Without waiting for the old man to speak, Xiaochen took the lead in expressing his guess, and he firmly believed that things could only be like this.
"Why do you ask, now that you know?" As the old man spoke, his face, which looked like a dried orange peel, moved.
"Why the hell? I'm here to save you, I just saved the child, it's not a natural disaster, it's a man-made disaster, I'm here to save you, I can get rid of the initiators, why is this happening, don't the people in this village want to be saved? Xiaochen was a little out of shape.
"For more than 20 years, there have been too many people who want to save us, but they have hurt us even more, and they have been disappointed again and again with hope, and now we are desperate." When the old man spoke, in a pair of cloudy old eyes, in addition to tears, there were also memories.
"Despair? Why despair? I gave up, isn't it really hopeless? Xiaochen still doesn't understand what these villagers think.
"If you were an ordinary person in this village, after twenty years like that, you would be the same as everyone else now." The old man squinted at Xiaochen and said slowly.
"If you are not in that situation, you will always really know what people think in that situation, and use your own framework to define the thoughts of others, isn't this the favorite ignorance of people?" The old man closed his eyes and tried to open them again, as if he was worried that if he closed them, he would close them forever.
"Ahh This ......" Xiaochen was stunned when he heard this, "his own framework, other people's thoughts." ā
"Ignorant enough, indeed." Xiaochen closed his eyes, and after finishing speaking, he got up and bowed to the old man, there is no order to learn, the master is the teacher, Xiaochen's view on cultivation is also like this, the Tao is not noble and cheap, the enlightened person is the teacher, although the old man is a mortal, but Xiaochen has gained from his words, so he worships.
"I, who are already pursuing eternal life, can't give you eternal life, but I can protect you and go all the way." When Xiaochen opened his eyes, he had already seen that the old man's physical condition at the moment was like a lone lamp in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.
As Xiaochen said, even if he is given the best elixir at this moment, he can be guaranteed not to die, or even rejuvenated, but after all, the old man is only a mortal, he does not have the heart of a man, if he has the life of a monk, I am afraid it will be another more desolate result than death.
And Xiaochen, as a qin cultivator, has learned the reincarnation star map, although it is not as professional as the authentic ferryman reincarnation of Buddhism, but it can also protect his soul in the past life, and he can go all the way.
"Old man, forget it, the fish that was killed should not want to die, maybe its people don't want it to die, I say it's stupid, because it left the pain to its people, it was killed, it's a hundred, it doesn't want to see the consequences, but let its people bear it, so I said, wouldn't it be good to leave together?" Xiaochen took out the broken jade qin from the storage bag without hurry.
"Oh, by the way, you said that you are a human being, and you also said dignity and glory, yes, who doesn't cherish and who doesn't value it, but the essential meaning of the existence of these things is also to make people happy, right? Can the glory and dignity attached to it be more important than the happiness of relatives and friends? Xiaochen was already sitting cross-legged opposite the old man while speaking, and the hesitant old man sat on the chair, although his figure was very different from Xiaochen, he still looked taller than Xiaochen sitting on the ground.
The old man should have completely heard what Xiaochen said, I don't know when the hookah in his hand fell to the ground, and the water that became charred and yellow after filtering the smell of smoke flowed all over the place, the old man looked around with great effort, wanting to see Xiaochen, his appearance, and found Xiaochen, but until the end, without waiting for the eyes to condense, a pair of old eyes gradually lost their brilliance, the old man grinned at the moment before closing his eyes, he seemed to really see a group of fish swimming in the water at the last moment.
The old man ended with a smile, a piano song sounded faintly, the sound of the piano was sad and stubborn, a trace of sorrow, a trace of sadness, in the breeze, like a soulless woman screaming, like a broken intestine person in a sad song, the sound of the piano and the breeze, endless.
After a long time, Xiaochen pressed the piano with both hands, and the sound of the piano stood up, and he waved his hand casually, bringing a gust of wind, and the old man sitting under the eaves, no, it should be the body of the old man, turned into powder in the wind, and then swept into the river on the side, and went with the water.
Xiaochen settled, this is not the first time he has done such a thing, but every time, every time he will not have the feeling of habit, every time he feels so heavy, the weight of life, he knows very well, even more than the master of life, and it is such a heavy thing, where Xiaochen can see or can't see, disappearing and appearing all the time, probably it is precisely for this reason that this world maintains a relative balance, not very heavy, nor very light.
"Chidong, what have you experienced again, the master is waiting for you here." Xiaochen said secretly in his heart, and then he wanted to put away the broken jade and wait for Chidong to come back here, but Xiaochen's eyes suddenly went dark, and then the world gradually became blurry in his eyes, and finally turned black, and he completely lost consciousness.