"If a person is young and firmly believes that he is different, then ......," the old beggar suddenly smiled lonely, "he will really be different." ”

The little beggar blinked as if he didn't understand.

"But unfortunately, this difference, merely being different, does not mean that you are better than others," said the old beggar, "although in most cases you can still do better than most, but (and there is always a result) does not make you the top of the handful of people—in this turbulent river and lake, if you do not climb to the top, then you are just a relatively large fish struggling in the net, and the situation is even worse than that of the fry that escaped because of their small size." ”

"You mean, to be a human being, you should strive for the upstream, and if you fall in the middle, then it is no different from the downstream?" The little beggar pondered.

"No, no, no." The old beggar waved his hand and said, "I mean, if a person has the heart to compete for the top, but does not have the strength and luck to fight for the top, then the result is likely to be - stranded!" ”

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon was trapped in the shallows and was played with shrimp, I understand." The little beggar said.

"Poodle, chameleon." The old beggar laughed.

Tossing for a long time, the sun quietly tilted to the west.

The old man and the young continued to talk about strange topics, carrying a rattan basket full of fish and snakes, and returning to the ruined temple.

"I remember who said that there are three dishes and one soup?" The little beggar was in deep thought.

"One fish and two eats, haven't you heard of you?" The old beggar pouted.

Fish can be used for both soup and cooking.

"That's two dishes and one soup." The little beggar said.

"The third course will be delivered to your door soon." The old beggar smiled mysteriously.

He guessed perfectly.

Barking!

A leper dog blocked the two of them in their way.

No, it's just a little beggar who stops it.

The little beggar looked terrified.

"The wound on your foot was bitten by a dog?" The old beggar asked.

The little beggar was covered in cold sweat and did not squeak.

"Was it bitten by this beast?" The old beggar asked again.

The little beggar clenched his fists.

"Very good, very good." The old beggar stroked his palms and smiled, "I'll pass on the third of your treasure method now-the dog rod method!" ”

(End of this article)

End Credits Easter Egg:

Cold night, broken temple.

Bonfires, stars.

Crackle, crackle......

The temple is full of incense.

An old man and a young man sat on the ground, feasting.

"I said old ghost." The little beggar suddenly asked, "Is your arm wounded healed?" ”

"This little injury is long gone." The old beggar said casually.

"Also bitten by a dog?" The little beggar laughed.

"You just got bitten by a dog." The old beggar glared and said, "This is a human injury." ”

"People? Who? The little beggar asked curiously.

"It's two people." The old beggar looked up to heaven and said, "One likes to paint gods and ghosts, and the other likes strange diseases, they are all old bastards." ”

"It turned out to be an old bastard fighting." The little beggar nodded vigorously.

The night is getting darker.

You may not believe it, but he did it first (pointing to the bed/computer/food/anime/books/toilet/customer/work/bear child...... Said)!

(End of chapter)