Since announcing that there would be no preaching in the afternoon, the people gathered on the street at the entrance of Zhuangzi gradually dispersed.

But! There are still many people who take this opportunity to squeeze over into Zhuangzi's house and have a glimpse of Zhuangzi's demeanor. When he saw Zhuangzi sitting cross-legged on the bed, he seemed satisfied and left.

The cauldron arranged by the shopkeeper of Qiyuan Liquor Store on the street is steaming with a hot aroma. The beef inside has long since changed color, giving off an enticing aroma that makes people reluctant to leave. On one side, the boiled beef is on the board, and the chefs are cutting the beef into pieces and cooking it in a small pot on the side.

On the side of the small pot, the fragrance emitted is even more attractive. That's the finished beef that has been carefully processed!

Next to the makeshift kitchen of the money shopkeeper, there were a few poor children, gnawing on cow bones. When the money shopkeeper saw that these children were pitiful, he asked the chefs to remove the beef bones and let the children gnaw them.

There are also some poor people who come to the lacquer garden to ask for food, and when they see this side so lively, they also come over to see the excitement. When I saw the cattle slaughtered here and added food, I drooled one by one. When the shopkeeper saw that they were pitiful, he gave them food to eat, and then asked them to help them with the work.

"Not only do you have food, but you will also be paid for your work after you finish your work!"

These poor people have never seen such a good thing, and they promised again and again, saying, "We don't want wages, we just need to have food to eat, and give us a few pieces of pancake as dry food!" We were passing through! Passing by! ”

There are also some people who like to rub oil, pretending to come to listen to the sermon, and also looking for the money shopkeeper to ask for a bowl of rice. After eating, I wiped my mouth and slipped away while no one was looking. For these people, the money shopkeeper should not see it, and let the guys pretend not to see it.

Alas! The way of the world! That's it! Some people just think they're smarter than others, they think they're doing a good job, and no one knows.

There were also many Dharma Protectors who ate the free lunch sent by the money shopkeeper, but when they left, they put silver in the kitchen. These protectors did not blink their eyes when they gave the silver, either five taels or ten taels, far more than the money for that bowl of rice.

Unexpectedly! Others were given a piece of gold weighing fifty taels.

Nima Di! It's just a bowl of rice, where can it be worth fifty taels of gold?

By the afternoon, the guys had a count. Say it's a free lunch, and it turns out! More money was received than was received.

In the middle of the afternoon, the streets of the lacquer garden gradually calmed down. Those who should have gone left, and those who wanted to come to see Zhuangzi also looked away. The small vendors in the bazaar, seeing that there are not many people, are ready to close the stalls.

But? There are still a lot of people wandering around the shops on both sides of the street.

Only the wine shops, restaurants, teahouses, inns and other places in Qiyuan Town are still lively, and the sound of drinking and chatting people talking loudly can be heard from time to time.

In the afternoon, the atmosphere at Zhuangzi's house was quite tense. But! Everything was expected by Zhuangzi.

Zhuangzi wants to teach the realm of the mind, but! Yes, it is conditional. In order to prevent the spies from getting involved, it is necessary to distinguish the people who are listening to the lectures. As long as no one proves that you are not a spy, you are not in a position to listen.

In fact! It's just Zhuangzi doing it! He knows! Once the exercises of cultivating the mind realm are taught, sooner or later they will be learned.

An open secret, that's it! If you don't pass it on to the spies, someone will naturally spread it to the spies. You have the ability to distinguish between spies, but others may not!

"You?" Zhuangzi pointed with his hand, one of the white-haired old monsters, and asked, "Who can you prove that you are not a spy?" ”

This white-haired old monster seems to be the leader among several white-haired old monsters. So! Zhuangzi wanted to get him. deliberately sow discord and make a few white-haired old monsters suspicious of each other.

Of course! Zhuangzi did not want to stir up a relationship between them, but! We want to test the cultivation of these white-haired old monsters.

If your cultivation is profound, you will not be sowed discord and succeed. If you don't have concentration, you risk being swayed and joining the ranks of mutual suspicion.

"Me? Do you still doubt me? Hey! The white-haired old monster first shook his head, and then burst out laughing!

"Someone must prove that you are not a spy before I can teach the exercises of cultivating the mind realm!" Zhuangzi pretended to be serious.

"Me? Do you still doubt me? Hey! All of you can prove it to me! Hey! You! You! You! You all prove it to me! The white-haired old monster said, pointing at the other white-haired old monsters with his hand.

"You don't want to appoint someone to give you proof, you want someone else to give you it willingly! You're not? Forcing someone to prove it to you? Isn't it? Zhuangzi said.

"You?" When the white-haired old monster heard this, he was very angry and shouted at Zhuangzi. And then! Silent, sulking in my heart.

"I can prove it to him! I am a good friend with him! ”

That's it! One of the white-haired old monsters stood up and testified.

"I can prove it to him too! He's definitely not a spy! ”

"I can prove it to him too!"

"I can prove it to him, too! He's not going to be a spy! ”

“……”

The other people in the room also stood up one after another, proving it to the white-haired old monster.

Looking at it like that, this white-haired old monster still has quite a lot of prestige. Hey! Zhuangzi snickered in his heart. He still didn't believe it, and he couldn't find his flaws, so they were suspicious of each other.

The white-haired old monster saw that everyone stood up to prove it to him, and he was proud in his heart. I thought: My reputation is higher than your Zhuangzi! I'm telling you! In my circle, I'm the head sheep! Hey!

"You? The more you are! The more likely you are! Zhuangzi looked at the white-haired old monster quietly and said.

When everyone heard Zhuangzi say this, they all shifted their attention to Zhuangzi and felt incomprehensible. But! After a while, he looked at the white-haired old monster to see how he reacted!

"You? What do you mean? ”

"Because of your influence!" Zhuangzi explained: "High-level spies are generally influential. They will affect the people around them within a certain range, and they have the ability to respond to every call! Once it's time for him to turn back, he can succeed in one fell swoop! You! You've got it! You! So! I can't teach you the cultivation techniques of the Heart Realm! ”

"You? You? You mean it! You? The white-haired old monster roared.

Zhuangzi didn't bother to talk to him, and asked another white-haired old monster, asking him if anyone had proved to him that he was not a spy?

"Me? I? The white-haired old monster paused for a moment, and said no more.

"You? Can you prove that he is not a spy? Zhuangzi pointed to a white-haired old monster next to him with his hand. Saw! The white-haired old monster pretended not to hear and ignored Zhuangzi.

"Can you prove that he's not a spy?" Zhuangzi pointed to another white-haired old monster with his hand.

"Me? I? I do not know! I don't know much about him! We! We just met ......."

After asking a few people, only two of the white-haired old monsters proved to the white-haired old monster that he was not a spy.

As concocted, the more Zhuangzi asked, the fewer people proved to the other party. In the end! It turned out that everyone was unqualified, and there was a possibility of spies. At last! Everyone blamed each other! He said he might be a spy, he said he might be a spy, everyone could be a spy!

Well! That's what you want!

Zhuangzi remained silent, listening to the accusations on both sides, until he was about to start a fight, he stopped it.

But? This is one of them! There was a thin old man in his fifties who caught Zhuangzi's attention. This person does not participate in any accusations, and when others say that he is a spy, he does not refute it, nor does he accuse the other party of being a spy or anything.

"You! Not a spy! Zhuangzi said with a thin hand.