The old lady didn't answer, stared at Li Wuwu with her eyes, and asked: "This world is like a chess game, and all the people are like chess pieces." Old man Guo and I both thought that we were the ones who played chess, but in the end, we found that after jumping for most of our lives, we couldn't jump off that chessboard. Boy, you're different from us, do you want to be a chess piece or someone who plays chess when you enter this game now?"

Li Wuwu shook his head, raised his eyes to look at the old lady, and said seriously: "What is a chess piece, what is a chess player? I don't even bother to look at the chess game, what game do I enter?"

The old lady seemed to be a little disbelieving, and seemed to be a little relieved, but she still asked curiously: "Then what have you done recently?"

Li Wuwu looked helpless and sighed: "It's just that I can't bear to see the people living in poverty! Why should the people suffer from this upheaval and displacement, and the pain of their wives being separated?"

The old lady picked up the wine glass, didn't drink it, just held it in his hand, and said with some playfulness: "The heavenly prince who is close to the demon, the closed disciple of the old prime minister Zhao Pu and the generalissimo Shen Tukong, can he really be a benevolent gentleman who cares about the suffering of the people and is dedicated to the welfare of the people?"

After speaking, he stretched out the wine glass, touched it with Li Wuwu, and drank it all and said: "When the big white floats!"

Li Wuwu also raised his glass and drank it, and then said solemnly: "Admittedly!"

Seeing that Li Wuwu said so solemnly, the old lady said curiously: "Why do you have this thought?"

Li Wuwu whispered, and he didn't know whether to tell the old lady or to himself.

"The people are noble and the monarch is light, and the community is secondary; the people are the water kings and the boats, and the water can carry the boat and overturn the boat——"

The old lady laughed when she heard this, pointed at Li Wuwu with chopsticks and said: "You kid still believe such nonsense? This world has never been a world of people and nobles, and it has always been a world of the strong!"

Li Wuwu lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, but said in a low voice: "Is this really the case?"

The old lady said contemptuously: "If the five countries in the world are not garrisoned, I don't know how many times they have been destroyed by the family faction, it is your Changle Mountain, known as the first academy in the world, if it weren't for the grandmaster of the full courtyard and your two teachers to suppress, hum, it is reasonable to have a big fist in this world." ”

Li Wuwu's interest suddenly dimmed a little, and he gently looked at his fingertips—there was a silk thread entwined that was invisible to outsiders.

Strings of the Heavenly Dao.

The string trembled lightly, and the sound of the Great Dao came out. The voice clearly told him that there was nothing wrong with his thoughts, but along the way, what he saw and heard, the common people in this world are really insignificant!

From the Fengshui River, to the Immortal Lake, to the wasteland town. How many people are displaced or miserable. Some are at peace with the situation, and some are resisting, but, to be honest, they can't make much of a splash. Whether it is the government or the family, or those martial arts gangs, which one is not high. Although it is said that the civil unrest in the north is intensifying, it has the potential to burn the prairie with a beacon fire. But Li Wuwu understands that those are just coincidences, plus some foreign forces to add fuel to the fire. No matter how magnificent it is, as long as there is no real master in charge, no matter how big the civil unrest, that is, leeks stubble by crop, it just depends on the mood of the harvester. Sooner or later, it can be extinguished.

The only ones who can destroy the Yue Kingdom are the other four countries. But what kind of life will the people live after the destruction of the country? How much more miserable will it be than now? It should be about the same.

Since the country is prosperous or the country is destroyed, and the people are so miserable, what good will such a country and such a world benefit the people!

As if feeling the emotions in Li Wuwu's heart, the free silk threads between his fingers flowed faster and faster, and the sound of the avenue trembled. Li Wuwu's confused eyes were sober in an instant!

At this moment, Li Wuwu was extremely happy, if it weren't for the entanglement of this thin line between his fingers, he might have fallen into a daze and couldn't extricate himself. In that case, he may really have to play and be a pawn again.

He looked up at the sky, his eyes looked through the void, and he silently thought in his heart: Is there really a deficiency in the Heavenly Dao?

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On the small stove on this table, the old lady boiled chrysanthemum tea with great interest. While washing the lamp, he said happily: "Under the so-called chrysanthemum picking under the east fence, you can see Daishan leisurely." This chrysanthemum tea, clear the heat and go to the fire, we elderly people have a bad spleen and stomach, we should drink more, you young people are hot, and you are the most important to drink. ”

Li Wuwu looked at the misty tea soup, and asked casually: "The old lady planted this chrysanthemum with great care." ”

seemed to ask about the itch of the old lady, and he said with some eyebrows: "Don't say it, I have grown this chrysanthemum old man, although the chrysanthemum Lingshuang is not afraid of the cold, but some of them are also delicate." If you want to grow a good chrysanthemum, you have to cultivate it slowly, if you don't have a good temperament, you will be disadvantaged, and you will want to see it bloom again next year. ”

Speaking of this, the old lady took a sip of tea and said: "But there are some chrysanthemums, it is the life of the frost and rain, if you treat it rich, every time you block the wind and rain, it will die quickly." You see a thick layer of hoarfrost pressing down on the foliage, but when the sun comes out, its flowers bloom more brightly. ”

Li Wuwu picked up the tea soup, and his eyes didn't know whether to look at the tea cup or the old lady opposite the tea cup: "It's really weathered, old and strong!"

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Li Wuwu did not stay in the old lady's stay, but took advantage of the autumn sun to sit lazily on the wheel and leave.

The old lady looked at the carriage that was far away, and sighed lightly: "I hope you don't come to this game!"

Fu Bo looked at Li Wuwu sitting on the wheel, and saw that he was a little sleepy under the autumn sun, and couldn't help asking, "Childe is a little drunk, but do you want to sleep for a while?"

Li Wuwu leaned on the head of the carriage and shook it gently, his half-squinted eyes slowly opened, how could he feel a little sleepy?

He sat up and said coldly: "It seems that the old lady is not willing to be lonely, and she wants to play in person and enter the chess game again?"

Zhao San didn't understand these things at all, and only drove his own carriage, as if he hadn't heard the strange things Li Wuwu said. Fu Bo had been following Zhao Pu for a long time, and he knew a little about the current situation, so he asked in a low voice: "It seems that he has the intention to assist the new emperor?

Li Wuwu was a little interested, and he didn't want to talk about these anymore, so he said lightly: "Ju Zhiye Yi, but accompanied by wealth and wealth, the rivers and lakes are far away, but the temples are close. What can't be seen through is finally unseeable. ”

With that, he narrowed his eyes again.

The string of the avenue, winding around him, swirling, and trembling, like the sorrow of the people, and the low cry of heaven and earth, made Li Wuwu always can't help but want to reach out to soothe, but he knows that everything is in vain.

The carriage slowly moved away, and in the autumn wind, slowly elongated the figure.