Fate is sometimes a very magical thing, when Kong Yiji was desperate, in this dark night, a strong wind suddenly blew. The wind ruffled his hair, and also blew away the black and white impermanence he saw in a trance. The icy wind also woke up Kong Yiji in a daze, which would really make matters worse, and the old Kong, who was already hungry and cold, began to tremble at this moment.

Kong Yiji looked up to the sky and smiled bitterly, God really doesn't pity me, a weak scholar, when I was about to leave, I came over to make trouble and watch the excitement, I just want to go quietly. Why? Why does the world treat me like this? What exactly am I doing wrong?

1. The incomprehensible wind

The wind continued to blow, blowing away his already tattered clothes. was originally a good piece of clothing, but it was torn by that hateful and shameless Ding Juren, what a group of guys who are not as good as animals. Didn't I just want to borrow a book? As for being so ruthless?

Along the way, Lao Kong covered his body with only a few pieces of ragged clothes on his body, and now he was blown by the merciless wind. This Kong Yiji is already like a fallen leaf on a tree, and he can only let the wind sway.

Lao Kong desperately raised his arm, combed his messy hair, and pulled his clothes that were blown away by the wind. The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and my old hole's hairstyle can't be lost. Even if I want to go, I have to go with dignity, I can't go to see the sages with an embarrassed look, go to see the ancestors, I must not be ashamed of the sages, it's really insulting to Sven, insulting Sven!

The cold wind made Lao Kong's vague consciousness much clearer, and the pain in his fingers faintly spread to his body. "Hey, it looks like I'm not dead yet, at least I can still feel the pain", Lao Kong muttered silently in his heart.

Tonight's wind seemed to be deliberately teasing itself, and it didn't mean to stop at all, but blew even harder. In the face of this natural cold wind, Lao Kong felt that he was too small and powerless to change his abused situation. Just as he was constantly being ridiculed in the tavern, being alive was a big joke.

That's it, since God makes me insult Sven, then I will accept it calmly! It's better to leave here than to leave on that pesky cold street. At least after his death, he will no longer be seen as a joke by a group of people who love to be funny.

Lao Kong slowly closed his eyes, quietly at the mercy of this nasty wind, waiting for the black and white impermanence to come again to receive him. These two goods must be hiding somewhere and watching themselves quietly, because they are lying here and are the prey of these two goods.

As long as Lao Tzu's eyes are closed and his consciousness is blurred, these two bastards must be very happy to run over and go to the king of Hades to receive merit, what the hell are these people? People are indifferent, even ghosts are so realistic, what the hell is this world?

Looking back and thinking about my life, I have achieved nothing. I am obviously full of wealth and full of poetry and books, but there is no day to raise my head. is full of Sven, but he lives so embarrassed. In the next life, Lao Tzu is unwilling to be a scholar again. I would rather choose to be a farmer who does my duty, put a few acres of thin fields, marry a mother-in-law, have a bunch of children, and live a warm and down-to-earth life.

It is only when people are about to leave that they wake up to the past. What I have always been obsessed with before, in retrospect, is worthless. I really don't know why I got into such a field, and Lao Kong is now beginning to wonder if he has lived a false life.

Why is it that people only remember the past when they close their eyes? I shuttled through the tavern all day long, and the money in my pocket just bought a bowl of wine and a plate of fennel beans, why did I still struggle to maintain such a life? I really don't know what I'm thinking?

It is only when people are about to leave that they can understand what they want most. "Wearing a long shirt and drinking while standing" is not the life he wants. has a family, she has children, this is called life, this is the life that I Lao Kong wants. Unfortunately, I realized it too late, and now I can't afford to make any changes.

If God gave me another chance, I would definitely answer very seriously, "I just want to live well"

2. Maybe God hasn't given up yet......

The fierce wind, desperately fighting against the small fence gate, was also raging at Lao Kong's broken body. The fence door swayed more and more in the wind, but at this moment, Lao Kong's consciousness was gradually blurred. was broken by Ding Juren, his legs were bleeding so much, and now he is exhausted, it is not easy to hold on until now.

The sound of the fence door alarmed the people in the house, the lights in the house slowly turned on, and the door slowly opened, "This ghost weather, the wind does not choose a time, and people are not allowed to sleep in the middle of the night", a woman's voice sounded

But Lao Kong's consciousness was already blurry at the moment, and he couldn't hear the woman's voice at all. In a blur, I saw a pair of small feet stepping out, I, it turned out to be a woman, Lao Kong said silently, but his vision was involuntarily slowly narrowing.

"I'll go, don't close your eyes, I haven't seen what this woman looks like?" Lao Kong shouted hysterically in his heart. But now he has no strength to control his eyes, and can only let his body move naturally.

The woman opened the door and walked out, touched the door of the fence and opened it, and was about to check if the door had been damaged by the wind.

"Ouch!" The woman's body fell to the ground at once.

It's strange that we don't have anything in front of our house. What was it that tripped the old lady? No, I remember clearly, we definitely didn't put anything in the door, what the hell is it? The woman was puzzled.

Could it be a stone? But if it's a stone, it's supposed to be hard, but how do I feel like it's soft when I tripped just now? Could it be......

The woman immediately went back and ran into the house. Carrying a lamp and a kitchen knife, he walked out cautiously. She wanted to see what was going on under her feet. If it is an animal, the old lady will cut it with a knife, and she can still cook meat and eat it.

Through the faint light of the lantern, the woman saw Kong Yiji who was dying, and instantly threw the lantern in fright and ran back to the house. Back in the house, the woman struggled to control her fears. There are definitely no ghosts in this world, and they are all scaring themselves. Besides, ghosts have no substance, but the person who tripped me just now means that he is a person, not a ghost. But why did this bastard run to the door of my yard?

What to do? What to do? The woman's heart was about to jump out, but looking at his appearance, he must have been seriously injured, and he didn't react at all just now.

Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, so I will treat it as a good deed and accumulate virtue today, but God bless you, don't let me meet a bad person, the woman folded her hands and bowed to God.

The door opened again, and the woman mustered up her courage and walked out cautiously......