In the silent square, everyone's eyes focused on the bright yellow shirt, which slowly floated into the air with the wind, and slowly disappeared into the dark night sky.

Whew-

There was a deathly silence all around, and both the villagers and the men in iron helmets were dumbfounded.

Fu Le hid behind the crowd, his expression was a little painful and covered his chest, beads of sweat continued to flow down his forehead, he stroked his chest, and now it was a little hot inside.

Bang –

The first man in the iron helmet threw down the knife in his hand, turned and mounted his horse, and rode away as fast as he could.

Bang –

Bang –

More and more men in iron helmets staggered and threw down their weapons, scrambled to ride fast horses on the side, turned away from the place, and disappeared into the night.

After a while, the iron-helmeted men here began to flee in panic. As they fled, it didn't take long for the team of the Iron Helmets bandits, who had been numerous at the beginning, to run out.

Wow –

Suddenly it rained heavily in the sky, and the red blood of the men on the ground trickled down the rain.

The villagers were silent when they looked at the bloodstains on the ground, and after a while, a woman came out with the child, knelt beside the bloodstains, and wept.

These are the wives and children of those men, who just now lost their fathers and husbands.

Fu Le looked at the villagers, leaning against the wall weakly, and then slowly slipped to the ground, staring at the night sky in a daze.

Suddenly, a figure walked in front of Fu Le, and Fu Le was stunned, it was the little girl Ru'er.

Another rickety figure walked over, and Fu Le fixed his eyes on it, and the old man also walked to Fu Le's side.

"Let's go, boy, come home with me. ”

The old man threw down a word, and walked past Fu Le.

Fu Le hesitated to stand up and silently followed the old man forward.

The rain slowly lightened, and a drizzle fell on Fu Le's body, wetting his clothes.

The three of them returned to the simple adobe house, Fu Le closed the door, the sound of the rain was blocked out of the wooden door, and the surroundings were quiet, Fu Le sat on a chair, looking at the rain outside the window in a daze.

"Do you drink?"

The old man suddenly took out a crude brown clay vase, placed it on the table, and sat down on the chair next to Fu Le.

Fu Le looked at the brown wine bottle on the table, shook his head and said, "I haven't drunk it." ”

The old man smiled silently, took out two bad bowls from under the cabinet, lifted the wine bottle and poured half a bowl of wine.

Fu Le recognized that these two bad bowls were the two bad bowls that drank porridge yesterday.

The old man pushed one of the bowls of wine in front of Fu Le, and said slowly:

"People have to have a first time...... It's like killing someone for the first time. ”

There was a dull thunderclap in the sky outside, and the raindrops suddenly became heavier, hitting the windows with a crackling sound.

Fu Le took the bowl of wine, shook his head and said, "It's not the first time I've killed someone. ”

He took the bowl and paused, then continued, "I wasn't the one who killed them. ”

The old man put the bowl to his lips, took a small sip, and instead of looking at Fu Le, he continued to look directly at the heavy rain outside the window.

"But you made them die. ”

Fu Le was silent for a moment, touched his chest, which was still a little hot, nodded and said, "Indeed, I let them die." ”

Fu Le and the old man both looked as usual, and no one was surprised by themselves or the other party's words.

The old man looked silently at the heavy rain outside the window. Fu Le picked up the wine bowl, hesitated, and gently put it to his lips and took a sip.

"Ahem, ahem—"

Fu Le felt very spicy in his mouth, and he couldn't help but spit out the wine from his mouth.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but smile, picked up the wine bowl, put it to his lips and slowly took a big sip.

In the night sky outside, a roar suddenly sounded, and a lightning bolt struck through the dark night sky, illuminating the dark sky and the dark yellow face of the old man.

The old man looked at the little girl named Ru'er, and then at Fu Le, and said softly, "Her parents are gone." ”

Fu Le listened quietly to the old man's words, but did not respond.

The sound of rain outside the window crackled in my ears, and the old man's voice was distant and calm:

"The little girl's father, a carpenter, died five years ago, and he was forty-two years old when he made wood for the people of the village all his life. ”

The old man put down the wine bowl and continued, "When his father was six years old, he measured a very high cultivation talent in Daohua Hall. ”

Fu Le slowly raised his head and listened carefully to the old man's reminiscences of the past.

"When I learned that her father had a high talent for cultivation, I was afraid that my son would get into a strife, so I forced him to learn the craft and force him to be an ordinary person. ”

The old man recounted the past, panting slowly, and his voice began to tremble a little:

"What I said to him at the time was......'Son, is it true that a carpenter is inferior to a cultivator?'"

The old man's tone began to fill with sadness, and he looked up and muttered, "What I regret now is that my son thought I had a point. ”

The old man's voice sounded hoarse in the dark: "He gave up entering the sect and became a small carpenter, and later at the age of forty-two, he was killed by two monks who met in Pingshui. ”

When Fu Le heard this, his heart shook and his brain went blank.

The old man drank the last remaining wine in his bowl, stood up and coughed violently twice.

He approached Fu Le, patted Fu Le's shoulder, and said in a somewhat tired voice:

"Kid, today because you have more violence, so those butchers have also been honest people for a quarter of an hour......"

The old man's voice came slowly in the rainy night, distant and meaningful:

So, if you want to eliminate the violence in the world, you have to master the greatest violence first. ”

"If you want to establish an orderly heaven, you must first have the qualifications to come out of the most chaotic hell...... Only the one who has mastered the highest level of violence – says 'no violence' – can really eradicate this ubiquitous chaos." ”

Buzz –

Fu Le's ears suddenly buzzed, and after hearing the old man's words, his body shook violently.

He couldn't describe how he felt when he heard it, and he couldn't describe the shock it gave him.

It seems that the confusion that has been bothering him suddenly opens up.

The old man turned around and walked slowly into his room, he seemed to be a little drunk, his steps were obviously a little shaky, and his rickety body was trembling.

"If my son hadn't chosen to be a carpenter, he might be able to be a carpenter today......"

The old man left one last word, slammed the door shut, and walked into his room.

"Only the most evil ghosts are qualified to say that they are good. ”

Fu Le stood in place, the heavy rain outside the window still showed no sign of stopping, and the raindrops crackled on the window and penetrated into the room through the window.

Fu Le looked at the bowl of wine on the table, hesitated for a moment, picked it up, drank it all, turned around and walked into the room to sleep.

That night, he slept soundly.

......

As soon as the morning sun shone into the house, Fu Le woke up.

The rain had stopped, and the village roads outside were still a little muddy, the raindrops on the leaves were still visible, and the air was a little damp and smelled sweet.

The old man came out of another house, and when he saw Fu Le, he nodded a little sleepily, and then came out to prepare porridge for cooking.

Fu Le walked up to the old man, hesitated, and asked softly:

"I'll take Ru'er to Daohua Hall. ”

The old man's movements suddenly stopped, he lowered his head and continued to do things, and said without looking up: "Well, it's okay." ”

After hearing this, Fu Le showed a happy expression, and at this time, Ru'er on the side also came over, she did not resist this time, and took the initiative to hold Fu Le's hand.

Fu Le pulled Ru'er with great interest, and just wanted to go out, he stretched his feet back again.

He scratched his head, looked at the old man with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and said, "I don't know the way." ”

The old man poured the rice into the pot, glanced at Fu Le and said lightly: "Ru'er knows the way, let her take you there." ”

Fu Le smiled a little embarrassed, Xiao Ru'er shook off his hand, walked in front of him, and went out first.

Fu Le hurriedly chased after her, followed behind the little girl, and walked forward step by step.

......

Fu Le was led forward by this little girl, and after walking for about a morning, he slowly entered the city.

Fu Le and the little Ru'er walked in the city, and the cries in their ears were endless.

The streets stretch to both sides of the city, always extending to the quieter suburbs outside the city, but the streets are still full of pedestrians, some carrying burdens and hurrying to make deliveries, some driving ox carts to deliver goods, some driving donkeys to pull wagons, and some stopping to enjoy the scenery of the moat.

With the tall castle tower as the center, the houses on both sides are dotted with teahouses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses and so on.

In addition to these storefronted shops, there are also many small vendors with large umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street.

Fu Le held Xiao Ru'er's little hand tightly, for fear that she would run away, he pushed away the crowd and couldn't help frowning.

"Ru'er, why are we here?"

Xiao Ru'er excitedly pulled Fu Le forward and looked at the vendors on both sides of the street with novelty.

"There is only one Daohuatang in each city, and it should be located in the center of each city, not in the city, but in a remote mountain village?"

After listening to Ru'er's words, Fu Le understood in his heart.

Ru'er took his hand and led him to squeeze left and right among the pedestrians, and his walk was not slow.

It didn't take long for a dark blue hall in front of him to appear in Fu Le's field of vision.

"It's here. ”

At the same time as seeing the dark blue hall, Xiao Ru'er's voice sounded in her ears, and Fu Le stopped.