08 Grief is power

"I've heard all of your conversations......"

I stood in front of the pillar and said this......

"Do you think I'm bad?"

I lowered my head, no other expression, even though the hustle and bustle was still ringing around me, but what should be in my heart, I don't know, just like a woman like that is very polite to say a little bit to a person I don't know what to say, I am afraid that even they themselves do not know, they are just ordinary politeness, maintaining the little affection needed, even if everyone thinks so......

"It's okay......"

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"My parents thought the same way, I was a terrible person...... I know...... I've never been worthy of anyone in my life......"

I know that......

"Don't pity my ......"

I lowered my head and watched the spread of the red carpet with gold edges flowing through the hall, showing the grandeur of the hall......

When he looked at me, he always seemed to be silent.

"No...... he leaned lightly against the wall, as if he were the sentinel, and slowly looked at the slowly burning flames, "there has never been anyone in this world who is bad or bad, and there has never been anyone who is absolutely right. ”

The lamp was burning, but the flame lit by the two candles was so narrow.

It's so narrow that it can only illuminate a little bit, but more dimness always makes people look blurry.

"You know what?" He looked at himself like this, but he smiled softly in his mouth, even if this smile was still so bitter.

"I always thought you were a mediocre person."

But the kind of thing that makes me feel it, I don't know why I just let my head be lowered.

I looked into his eyes, and his eyes were still so sincere, but I didn't understand his words.

But he still looked at himself.

It was as if I was his child.

Mediocre......

But...... Why?

But he smiled faintly, although this smile was still so bitter, but the feeling from the mainland to the outside made him feel that he was here, so real.

The red walls seemed to confirm his emaciated cheeks.

It's like the mouth under the beard is talking......

"But you are by no means an ordinary person, and you possess qualities that are more valuable than those who claim to be knowledgeable......"

He put his hand in front of him, but said lightly.

"Come on...... You definitely have more talent than anything else......"

He looked at himself, but he patted me on the chest deeply.

I couldn't help but gasp a little.

"As long as you never give up on what you think, one day you will surpass the present."

He said this as if everything had already been achieved.

However, it was as if there was still a wall in front of me, and there was nothing.

The empty world still seems to be in front of my eyes.

"When...... When ......" the bell seemed to ring over and over again.

"Who's that?" I looked at the men under the fence.

I wanted to ask, who would have such pomp and circumstance.

But at the end of that darkness, I saw a familiar person......

Oh, yes......

This person is all too familiar......

"That's our leader Zhang Jie, and his entourage......"

Uncle Cheng said very calmly.

"Zhang Jie......" I read softly on the side of my mouth, but my head didn't know why it was a pang of pain.

That chaotic flow, running around in my mind, the numbers kept recirculating.

"Infantry system...... Reload ......"

"Data...... Data...... Parsing failed ......"

The voice was so light, but in my own head it was so heavy.

"It doesn't matter to you......" Uncle Cheng hurriedly said.

I slammed my head down.

But I didn't know that such a thing would happen......

"It's okay......"

I gritted my teeth and clutched my head, as if it was in such a sharp pain.

"Yo...... Yo...... Yo...... Who do you see me? A snarky voice suddenly sounded slowly around him.

I can't help but look back.

"Could it be that you are the legendary man in the stone?"

He looked at himself wearing a green shirt, but he smiled.

There was an immediate burst of laughter around them.

"Are you here to find fault?"

Uncle Cheng stood up and stood directly in front of the old man in the green shirt in front of him.

But the old man didn't seem to be angry, but said very sideways.

"You're the one who has been called the best teacher in history...... but the green shirt continued tepidly, and the mustache seemed to be shaking incessantly.

Let yourself frown.

Uncle Cheng asked.

"What do you want to come for? Any advice? ”

But the person in front of him said with a gloomy smile.

"I can't tell you anything...... Who would dare to advise a dangerous person like you? Isn't it, a great teacher? ”

There seemed to be a-for-tat tone to his voice.

But Uncle Cheng's face twitched suddenly, but the usual easy-going appearance appeared.

It's just that the color of the struggle still lingers on his face.

Seems to feel guilty about it......

However, in the end, he just said with a faint smile.

"I can't call it a good teacher, it's just a way to find a path of hope with some people who can't eat......"

Uncle Cheng's eyes relaxed, and he seemed to say very easily.

Then he lowered his posture and said.

"I haven't consulted your ...... yet Gong, what about the honorable name? ”

It's just that the person in front of him seems to say the same thing.

"You can't call it a noble word, but it's also a teacher, and there are some false names, but when I meet you today, I have to ask for advice......

Uncle Cheng was not polite this time.

"I wonder what you want to ask?"

Asked directly.

"After all, the chaotic people are uneducated......," a cold voice said, making itself tremble a little.

But he was stopped by Uncle Cheng all at once......

"Since you are a teacher, I am also a teacher...... Then why don't you and my students give it a try......"

The man shook his head and spun down.

"How?"

It looked at Uncle Cheng, but said so.

Uncle Cheng looked at him with a very indifferent gaze, and then said.

"I don't think what people learn from teachers is something to be competitive......"

It's just that the person in front of him said with a smile.

"I don't think the so-called Taiping Dao will have any useful knowledge, so since Wendou can't do it, let's fight with martial arts...... What do you think? This should be what you are good at as a Taoist......"

It's like closing a paper fan.

He just looked at himself like that.

"How?"

Uncle Cheng still seemed to be blocking himself with his shoulders.

But he has already stood up.

"How can you compare ......," I said lightly.

"Your Excellency is really a hero, so naturally we can't live up to our kindness......" he said lightly.

He waved his hand lightly and said.

"Ziwu, you go and fight him......"

The elegant fingers are so capable, people can't find the slightest fault.

But Uncle Cheng was pulling himself.

"You're too impulsive......"

I looked at Uncle Cheng, but said.

"As you said, as long as I stick to my own opinion, I will go beyond what is in front of me, but if I can't overcome this little difficulty in front of me, how can I say that I will go beyond it......

didn't wait for Uncle Cheng to reply.

The man in the green shirt said.

"Well said......"

Then he called Ziwu over and said lightly in his ear: "If you can't win, then don't come back......"

Uncle Cheng stopped his footsteps but said slowly.

Then I tidied up my clothes for myself.

"I shouldn't have stopped you, but I don't want you to bother with anything wrong......"

He patted his shirt and said, "Don't say I didn't stop you......"

I frowned, but I didn't know why he said that.

Then he looked at the wooden sword that seemed to be thrown at him.

took it in his hand, and looked at the other party's thin arms and legs, but he thought about it a little absent-mindedly.

With such a person, will I lose?

Oh, yes...... It's time for you to be a man......

I looked at the thin scholar across from me and couldn't help but think like this.