Chapter 100: The One Who Knocked
As soon as the words came out, Xia Ziyuan wanted to give a thumbs up to praise the girl who spoke. All she could say was this man...... Courage is commendable. In addition, Xia Ziyuan really can't think of any other words that can be used to describe it.
I don't even know what is knocking on the door outside......
Xia Ziyuan listened carefully, only to hear the door next door "squeak" open, and then heard the girl's frightened voice, I have to say, this voice is still a little familiar to her, think about it, isn't this the voice of the little grape? Xia Ziyuan couldn't help but snort coldly in her heart, and said, It's really a narrow road, you want to use me as a stepping foot and cannon fodder for you, but I didn't expect that we would meet again. This time, it's your turn to take the lead for me, right?
"If you live in my room, you have to pay for my accommodation." The voice was still hoarse and low to the little grape, and the voice was like a weathered copper bell, a little harsh.
Where is the little grape who is willing to recognize the master, he immediately clasped his hands around his chest, and said unhappily: "What do you have, who wants to live in your broken house?" This girl is not rare, I will leave now. As she spoke, she raised her leg to walk, and then, not knowing what had happened, she suddenly stopped her steps outside.
Xia Ziyuan heard a gust of wind whistling, thinking that it was estimated that the person had opened the window, and also, except for this ancient castle, how could there be any place for people to live? Sleeping in the forest, what a joke, unless someone really can be so big-hearted.
"What's going on?" Xiao Grape said in surprise, Xia Ziyuan didn't know what she saw, only that she weakly asked the person who knocked on the door, and said to herself, "How much does it cost to stay here for one night?" ”
Now the only way to keep the game going is to find a way to stay in this place, the little grape is a little depressed, and when he is thinking about 1 to empty his small pocket, he hears the person who knocks on the door say: "Money? I don't charge money here. ”
Don't charge money?
Little Grape was a little confused by this man, so he asked, "Then what do you want?" There's no life. ”
Hearing this little grape's answer, Xia Ziyuan even felt that this little grape was a little inexplicably funny and cute, although she always went against herself.
"And what the hell are you receiving?" Little Grape stared at him vigilantly, only to hear him slowly stretch out his dry and skinny black fingers, and gesture a word in front of Little Grape, and Little Grape asked again for unknown reasons.
The man said, "I want a ghostly grass." ”
Little Grape seemed to have suddenly realized, and said in a somewhat relaxed tone: "Then you said it earlier, isn't it the ghost grass?" "She doesn't know how many trees she's collected on the way, okay? Isn't it easy to get a ghost grass? However, Xiao Grape had just taken out a ghost grass from his account backpack, and was immediately waved back by the man.
Little Grape asked him puzzled, "What do you mean?" Didn't you say you wanted ghost grass? I'm the best ghostly grass. ”
"I don't want the best, I want the best of all your ghostly grasses."
The best?!
When Xia Ziyuan heard this, she speculated in her heart that there were only a few ghost grasses in her hands so far, one of which she picked herself, and a few of which were picked up by others, if it weren't for the fact that those people almost got into a fight for a little ghost grass, I am afraid that she would not even score a leaf.
But which of all the ghostly grasses of the little grape would be the best? Was it the ones she had found herself, or the three giant ghostly grasses they had seen under the fault earlier?
Xia Ziyuan's heart was curious, and she heard the person say again: "I know what the most precious ghost grass on your body is, warn you, it's best, don't fool me." ”
There was a hint of threat and warning in the old man's voice, and the little grape couldn't help but shrink his neck, trying to resist the cold, but in the end, he couldn't figure out if it was because the window was not closed tightly, so he felt that the cold was so biting.
Seeing that there was no way to play tricks now, Xiao Grape had no choice but to hand over the largest ghost grass in her hand, but when she drew out all the points, she felt like she was dripping blood. This is something she finally got it, and she gave it up so easily, it's really infuriating!
"Wait, can I ask why you collect the Wow Grass?" Out of curiosity, Xiao Grape still asked the doubts in his heart, but he still wanted to find out some information, at least it would be more beneficial to him.
Maybe it was because the little grape had made a lot of money this time, so the man said a few more words to her, he said: "On the first day, the best harvest will be harvested, the second day, the harvest will be better, and on the third day, the harvest will be improvised." ”
"What...... What do you mean? Little Grape didn't understand very much, but when she heard the man's second sentence, she had already strengthened her determination to hurry up and get out! Because she couldn't find a better ghost grass for that person! Little Grape complained in his heart, and he didn't know where he would end up if he didn't have the right to live here.
The man was like a rent collector who left after getting the rent satisfied. Xia Ziyuan was thinking that it should be his turn, but the person saw that his room didn't seem to have turned on yet, so he paused at the door for a while, and during this time, Xia Ziyuan was also very nervous and held her breath, for fear of being heard something.
As a result, people washed out, only to hear the man say, "I should be asleep, forget it, I'll come back tomorrow." ”
Then, there were footsteps outside the door, and the footsteps faded away, as if they were heading towards another door, but it seemed that the next few doors were all the same. The man was not angry, but continued to move his steps and walked to another level.
That's ...... It's over?
Xia Ziyuan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, can she escape by pretending to be asleep? Didn't the little grape next door just now die? If she knew about it, she didn't know what it would be like.
What the person said just now, in fact, means something else, right?
On the first day, the best harvest was received, the second day, the better harvest, and on the third day, the harvest was improvised.
Isn't this a satire on a person's life? When I was looking for a partner at the beginning, I thought that I chose the best in my eyes, but later, when I met a better one, I began to waver, but there are people outside the world, so I picked all the way, threw all the way, and when I was about to reach the end, I didn't ask for too much, I just wanted one, and I could spend my life with myself.
It is always at the end that we can be satisfied.
She remembers reading a story on the Internet about the Buddha making a bet with a monkey to get up at sunrise and choose what he thinks is the best flower before sunset, and ask that he can't turn back. So after sunrise, the monkey set off, he trekked through mountains and rivers, and finally found a flower that he thought was quite beautiful under a clear spring, he carefully cared for it, and when it was hot, he gave the flower an umbrella, and when it was cold, he put the flower in his arms to protect it. Yet, despite this, the flowers bloom for a moment, just a few hours.
So, at noon, when the sun was shining, the flower in his hand was quickly gone, but the monkey did not feel sad, for he found a more beautiful and bright flower, which was still in full bloom in the scorching sun. So, the monkey gave up the previous flower, picked the more beautiful flower again, put it in his hand, and still cared for it carefully, but, gradually, he became more and more dissatisfied, perhaps because there was no longer the freshness of the first time, so he quickly got tired of the beauty of the second flower, until he met the next one......
Gradually, he only cared about shuttling among the flowers alone, and he didn't even have time to pick them, and the selection alone was enough for him to spend a lot of energy. Because he thinks that selection is also a very important thing, if the flower he chooses is not beautiful enough, and is compared to other flowers, then his careful care and pampering are all equivalent to being wasted and meaningless.
So he just like that, with a proud attitude, he chose among the flowers. But in the end, at sunset, what he brought to the Buddha was an ordinary flower. That look, it doesn't look like it's been carefully selected, but it looks like it's indiscriminate.
The Buddha asked him, "Why did you choose such an ordinary flower in the end?" ”
He replied: "The flowers in the morning are too delicate to be stored at dusk, and the flowers at noon are too showy to be tired for a long time, so I picked them for a long time, and finally, according to my needs, I chose a flower that can be stored for a longer time and is worthy of my careful care." ”
The Buddha said, "But it is not the most beautiful." ”
"But it is the most beautiful in my eyes, because I have no regrets to go, if you allow me to turn back."
Sometimes, it is often the people who design the game that are full of heart and passion, but in the eyes of the player, all that can be seen is the win or loss and the coldness.