Gu Xing's face showed a sudden look at this time, and he seemed to believe it a little. The young man snorted, as if he was proud, or he felt a rare sense of accomplishment for his "righteousness" again.

Compared with what he did, it seems that this "haunted" thing is more serious, and his momentary "misthought" is just a momentary negligence of a teenager who has a big heart. Gu Xing tasted the taste, a little angry and a little funny, I don't know what this young man was thinking in his head.

The young man looked at him as if everyone was looking at him, and felt that his words just now might be a little thin, and shouted again: "If you don't believe it, wait for the old man to come back, and you will know when you ask." ”

Luo Xiu raised his fist again, making a gesture to fight, as if to suppress the sharp spirit of this thief. It is really ridiculous that a "gentleman on the beam" can be so "heroic".

Gu Xing coughed lightly twice, and raised his hand to interrupt Luo Xiu. He subconsciously looked at Chen Fusheng's somewhat pale face reflected in the firelight, and he stopped talking. Although these two people did not meet for the first time, they were familiar at first sight, and in this eye contact, there was a deep communication.

Chen Fusheng saw Gu Xing's thoughts, so he took over the conversation, crossed his palms and rubbed them, and asked with a smile: "Then how sure are you, I have money in my body, and I can still tolerate you to start so easily?" ”

"It's not that you are swaggering through the market, you have already been looked at by my eyes. If you want me to say, when people walk, they should keep a low profile, and they can't go out in the face of such a trip. The boy rubbed his nose, looking meaningful, as if he meant something.

Chen Fusheng pretended to be puzzled, and then asked, "Then you are so sure that you can get out of a few of us?" ”

When these words were asked, the young man's face suddenly flushed with embarrassment, and he looked towards the door of the broken temple intentionally or unintentionally, as if waiting for someone to arrive. I don't know if he was discovered too early, or if someone came at the wrong time, the young man could only rely on his own nonsense at this time to deal with the situation in front of him.

This series of subconscious actions naturally couldn't escape the eyes of Gu Xing and the others, but they all kept their mouths shut very tacitly, but at the same time, they evoked a smile that seemed to be smiling, and the young man's scalp was numb.

The young man subconsciously took half a step back, raised his arm to block his chest, and pretended to be fierce, "If you are forced to force each other, I will ......"

"What should I do? Tell me about it? ”

The young man wanted to use this desire to stop and scare everyone, but he didn't expect that the sick man would not eat him, this person seemed to be weak and powerless, but he was the backbone of several of them, and these people all looked like he was looking at the horse.

This sentence blocked the young man's next words, making the young man a little deflated. But the young man seemed to be used to seeing such a big scene, and he was a little unwilling to show weakness and said: "If you are forced to do so, I will let the people of the Rakshasa Sect clean you up." The young man's sentence is very unconfident, and it seems to have some meaning of the end of the crossbow.

"Oh? Is it? With this sound from outside the door, a man gently pushed open the temple door, and threw two children as old as teenagers left and right, while he stood outside the door, smoking a dry cigarette. And it was from his mouth that the words just now were spoken.

When everyone saw the old yellow head who had gone and returned, they were all happy. The old yellow man's face was as usual, and he still had the leisure to smoke dry cigarettes, so it was not a big problem. The old yellow head grinned at everyone, even if he had said hello, he didn't say what he had just seen first, but walked up to the young man in a few steps, knocked the ashes on his head with a cigarette stick, changed his face viciously, and asked sharply: "What is the relationship between you and the Rakshasa Sect?" ”

The two people who were thrown in by the old yellow head just now fainted when they saw that the situation was not good. Seeing that the two of them were so unrighteous, the young man could only grit his teeth with hatred, but he didn't dare to make any more unnecessary moves. The old yellow head had already come to him at this time, and the unpleasant smell of leaf smoke erupted from his mouth full of yellow teeth, which made the young man feel sick to smell it.

The old yellow head didn't care, but he was a little proud, and got a little closer.

The young man had no way to retreat, and at this time he was unconsciously surrounded by everyone, seeing that the situation was pressing at this time, he no longer continued to care about him, deaf and squatted down, and said weakly: "We are all hard-working people." ”

Lao Huang pulled him up, pointed his cigarette stick to his nose and continued to ask, "Speak human words." ”

The young man seemed to have some flesh on his head, and he broke free from the shackles of the old yellow head, and said angrily: "What is the difference between you and the Rakshasa Sect? It's not about cornering us! ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they couldn't help but think about business. Seeing that the young man was so strong-blooded, the old yellow head retracted the domineering face just now, and turned into an amiable appearance. Such a change startled the boy, but he became a little apprehensive.

I heard the old man in the village say that if a foreigner is cruel to you, then he really has bad intentions, but in this way, maybe if you turn around in words more, you can ease it and save a small life. But if this stranger suddenly turns his anger into joy, I am afraid that he has some bad intentions, and wants to die without a place to bury.

Such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, which made the young man break out in a cold sweat again, and his words began to stammer, "The old gentleman has something to say, which makes me a little overwhelmed." ”

"It's okay, you can rest assured, I'm not a very vicious person, I won't do anything to you." The old yellow head still maintained his smile full of yellow teeth, and he looked extraordinarily infiltrating.

"Then what is the origin of the Rakshasa Sect? Why are you so afraid of them? Say it, maybe I can help later. "It was Gu Xing who spoke this time, he listened to the ins and outs of the matter, and he also had a plan in his heart, and wanted to take this opportunity to try this Rakshasa Sect.

Hearing this, the young man's eyes lit up with rage, but after a while, some of them shook their heads and sighed.

The old yellow head looked at the young man like this, stepped forward and patted the young man on the shoulder, "If there is anything unspeakable, you might as well spit it out." ”

The young man looked up at the resolute eyes of everyone, as if they wanted to help him. This is the chivalrous heart that everyone once again ignited after a long time of absence. This is inseparable from what Chengdezhen has seen and heard. This troubled world is already in shambles, and the lives are in ruins, why are there still these ghosts and ghosts in the world of cholera!

The young man finally let go of the long-standing hesitation, stabilized his mind and said, "If you want to talk about this Rakshasa Sect, the words will be long. I was born and raised here as an ordinary person, and at that time, this small village next to Chengde Town was quite wealthy, and everyone was able to live and work in peace and contentment, and had many expectations and yearning for life. ”

Speaking of this, the young man had a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, stopped speaking, and looked at the starry sky outside the temple gate. Everyone also followed the young man's gaze and looked at this rare tranquility.

After a while, the young man continued: "But not long after the founding of Tang Jianguo, it began to fall apart. Those who are officials, ignore the people, we can't breathe under the pressure of the harsh government every year, my Aya and Aniang, under the pressure again and again, died, I was only three years old at that time. ”

When Chen Fusheng heard the young man's words, he sighed lightly, "The harsh government is as fierce as a tiger." ”

Everyone in Lonely Roaring Heights has lived in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they also have some understanding of the troubled times, and they all sighed when they heard it. Only the old yellow head had a little more indifferent look in his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and he was a little angry, but he didn't show it, he just couldn't bear it. This old man seems to have different feelings and expectations for this country.

It's a pity that this country has failed him too much......

The young man was already in the memories and couldn't extricate himself, so he retracted his gaze and continued: "Fortunately, there is still Grandpa by his side, although it is a poor street, it can be regarded as a happy leisure. Because of the death of Aya and A-Niang, the harsh government has been relieved a lot, I don't know whether it is happy or ......sad."

Such a painful experience seems to be happening every moment in the barren land of the Later Tang Dynasty, a land red with blood, revealing the irrepressible despair and sadness of the people at the bottom. This is despair overflowing from his bones, and despair is growing up with the boy and taking root in his young heart.

"Unfortunately, when I was five years old, my grandfather also died, and before he died, he left me half a straw cake, if he ate it himself, maybe he would be able to live......" The young man said this, a little unable to cry. Gu Xing wanted to step forward to comfort him, but he was stopped by Chen Fusheng, and some emotions were vented, maybe it would be better.

"Since then, I have been living a precarious life, because I am not rich here, and I am too young to go to Chengde Town to find an errand, so I can only rely on the help of my neighbors. But they are also unable to protect themselves, how can they have extra spare food to take care of my life and death. The young man said this, his face was full of helplessness and resentment against the injustice of the world.

Although Gu Xing did not have the same experience, he was also destroyed at a young age, and he had some empathetic sadness. Luo Xiu and Mo Ye walked to Gu Xing's side and pressed on his shoulder to show comfort. Although Chen Fusheng didn't look up, he also saw everything Gu Xing in the corner of his eyes, and his understanding of him in his heart was a little deeper.

In this world, it is such a cannibalistic thing. The temple does not know the suffering of the people, and the people of the people are in dire straits. How could such a contradiction not erupt? It's just a matter of time.

The young man wiped a handful of tears and continued in a choked voice: "The people who became officials in the Later Tang Dynasty are not as good as pigs and dogs, they are all greedy for profit, and no one is the first in the world. There are also the thirteen Taibao of the former dynasty, all of whom have ghosts in their hearts, bow their heads to the ministers on the surface, and they are recruiting troops and horses behind their backs, and they want to compete with the current one for the world. In this way, how can we ordinary people be taken into account? ”

"Who told you these things?" The old yellow head tasted a little strange from the young man's words, thinking about how this ordinary young man would know the general trend of the world, let alone the grievances between the royal family. If it is said so easily, then there must be a master behind him.