After only a few days, An Qiancheng's words had taken root in An Xiaoyu's heart and grew. Thanks to the huge amount of information that the whole society brought to An Xiaoyu's heart, those seeds gradually grew into a verdant grass.

From this time on, An Xiaoyu looked at the world with the eyes of a cultivator.

What is the human world really like?

It's just a beggar.

An Xiaoyu's side gradually surrounded a wall of people, and when the banquet was about to end, someone finally couldn't help it, first walked to An Xiaoyu's side, and said hello very cautiously.

Leng Yan and Jiang Yitong retreated to the side because they were also children of the family, and it was not good to accompany An Xiaoyu all the time. And An Xiaoyu didn't have any timidity and restraint, put on a mask, and looked at these beautiful and glamorous people in front of her, but seemed to see the dark and pathetic behind them.

An Xiaoyu thought, has the development of human beings always been like this? In the primeval period, it was groveling and doing slave blood food for I don't know how many years; Later, he begged in nature, and finally obtained the power of heaven and earth; Later, in the face of the oppression of all races, I don't know what kind of deal there was with the tomb keeper behind the scenes, which became the current situation.

Looking at the people around him, An Xiaoyu knew why they came to this place, in order to get a shelter when possible in the future, and for An Xiaoyu to be able to remember that they were still in front of the saddle and behind the horse.

However, Hongchen is Hongchen after all, and if he doesn't enter the cultivation gate, he will never understand why the cultivation family is transcendent and outside the world, and he will never know, An Xiaoyu looked at them like looking at some jokes.

Even if An Xiaoyu has not yet reached the level of despising all families, and even relies on some families many times, this does not prevent An Xiaoyu from treating these people like that. Because in the eyes of the giver, what the beggar has is always taken for granted.

Among the fables of the Three Thousand Empires, one that is still widely circulated today tells the story of three homeless people and three landlords in ancient times.

People who have lost their country have left the land where they grew up and have been displaced. There was no land to grow food, no place to build a house to live in, and not even a wandering roadside where there was no possibility of hunting and picking. The poor homeless people can only beg along the road, trying to find a piece of land to take them in and start their lives again.

During their journey, some died, some remained in the Lost Cottage on the way, and some left alone in search of another target. By the time there were only three of them left, and how many hills and rivers they had crossed, they finally saw that just in front of them stood a bustling town.

The rejoicing homeless rushed into the town, looking at the abundant grain in the fields and the bustling crowds in the markets, they felt that they had finally found their home.

With great hope, they asked the townspeople if there were any places in the town that needed to be worked, and they wanted to stay and show their talents and get a place.

At this time, the third large landlord in the town heard the news of the displaced people, and rushed to the square in the center of the town with his household servants, and called the three displaced people to him, intending to take in these fellow people and show their contribution to the continuation of mankind.

However, in such an era, survival is always something to strive for.

The first landlord asked, "What are you all good at?" ”

The first outcast said, "I used to be a brave hunter. ”

The second homeless said, "I used to be a skilled carpenter. ”

The third homeless person was very embarrassed: "I left home when I was young, and I didn't know anything. ”

The landlord said, "Then now bend down and lick my feet, and I will give you a decent job." ”

The first and third homeless thought for a moment and stepped aside, only the man who had been a carpenter, who struggled for a long time, finally leaned down and licked the landlord's upper.

The landlord was happy and took a skilled carpenter with him. His house was in need of some elaborate screens and carvings on the pillars recently.

At this time, the second landlord walked up to the remaining two people, he looked amiable, while complaining about the arrogance of the first landlord, and said to the remaining two homeless people: "I need a diligent cleaner in my home, but I only need one." ”

The two homeless people glanced at each other, and as a result, the person who knew nothing realized that he would not serve others, but still shook his head and took a step back.

The strong man, who had been a hunter, looked at the second landlord, finally sighed, nodded, and left after him, becoming a diligent cleaner.

The third landlord looked at the last remaining young man, and he said: "I am already old, and I have no children under my knees, I see that you are neither humble nor arrogant, calm and steady, and now I need someone to help take care of the family business, do you want to be my righteous son?" ”

The third homeless man was overjoyed, he did not expect such a good thing to fall on his head, so he bowed his head and became the righteous son of the landlord, in charge of one-third of the property of the entire town.

Soon, many years passed, and the three of them were no longer indistinguishable from the natives of the town.

The man who did the carpenter's old profession, because the work was too heavy, he was busy all day and night, and finally squeezed all the vitality, and the old and dizzy man was once again in the carpenter work, cut off his left hand, and he could no longer work, and was thrown out of the house by the landlord.

Unable to work, and even carrying many diseases, the carpenter lost hope in life and became a homeless again, begging to survive in the town.

It didn't take long for the person who changed careers to become a cleaner on the way to meet a carpenter with a broken hand on the way to run an errand, and the two of them faced each other, almost not recognizing their old friends who had shared weal and woe back then.

The two of them looked so embarrassed, one was ragged and disheveled, and the other, although he was dressed decently, his originally strong body had dried up and he had a lame leg.

The two of them were relatively speechless, and finally sighed, lamenting the impermanence of the world. The carpenter cried about the ruthlessness of being forced to work hard by the landlord but not having enough pay, and finally going wrong and being completely abandoned. The cleaner complained that the boss always beat and scolded him, and had to clean him up if he had any problems.

Eventually, they began to envy the brother who didn't know anything at the beginning.

The brother, who is now a prominent figure in the town, helps the elderly landowner manage his family's estate. The landlord is only three years old this year, and as expected, when the landlord is a hundred years old, all the inheritance will fall into his hands.

It's really envious of others.

The two men sighed for a long time, the carpenter continued to beg, and the cleaner was beaten again because he was late for running errands.

The third beggar, now the son of the landlord, lives with infinite scenery, he waits, waits for the landlord's body to deteriorate day by day, waits for him to keep all his possessions for himself before he dies, so that he can become a real landlord.

Suddenly, one day, the landlord called him to him.

He was very happy and felt that when the day finally came, he could completely soar. But the landlord didn't say anything to him, and when he entered the door, he broke his leg directly, and then his mouth was also beaten to pieces, and his face was carved with a knife countless times, and the two servants threw him out of the gate.

He was very puzzled and aggrieved, why?

I've done so much for you? Why is this happening now?

The housekeeper sneered: "Do you still think you are the young master of the family?" In my lord's opinion, what is the difference between you and those beggars who lick other people's uppers for work and do menial jobs in order to make money? A beggar will always be a beggar! If you can honestly do your duty, you can still be rewarded with a bowl of rice to eat, but you have such delusions? ”

"A beggar should have the consciousness of a beggar!" Before leaving, the butler said this to him.

While begging, the carpenter found his friend lying half-dead on the street, dragged him to his hiding place with one hand, and helped him survive.

Not long after, the cleaner was also kicked out because he was nostalgic for the old hunting life and stole the bow and arrow of the master's house. Three people who lost their homes and fled together, went through different lives, and finally fell back to their original fate.

Eventually, the three of them supported each other and left town.

Since then, no one knows where they have gone.

The parents of the Three Thousand Empires, with such stories, educate their children that they must always recognize their own identity, do what is appropriate for themselves, and do not be proud or humble.

But many people know that behind every fairy tale, there will always be a bloody history. At that time, in the minds of people at that time, such things were normal, and fairy tale writers used simple stories to whitewash the cruel facts.

Even with this fact, it still has a different face, and it is still playing out in the current era of civilization.

But not many people can still remember what this story tells everyone, what we have to remember, what we have to be careful about.

An Xiaoyu looked at these people around her and thought of this story inexplicably.

The administrator said: "The Terran race is a race that has no home since the beginning, even if there is a country now, it is so powerful, but is it true in the hearts of people?" ”

People who have lost their homes can only beg and wander, and for any giver, whether it is the Heavenly Dao, the Ancient Race, or the Tomb Keeper, how do they view the human race behind the scenes? Is the future promising? Or is the end predetermined?

An Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little sad, those cultivator families, for more than 9,000 years, have been fighting for these people, wanting them to become real beings in heaven and earth, who can last for thousands of years and billions of years.

Is it worth it? Now, as a giver, she suddenly asked herself.

Talking and laughing, perfunctory everyone's culture and politeness, An Xiaoyu put down the wine glass, and when she turned around, she saw Jiang Yitong and Leng Yan hiding in the corner.

Jiang Yitong played with the terminal, holding his own cut steak in his hand coldly, and looked up to her.

Ann Xiaoyu smiled.

It's worth it.

"I'm sorry, the curfew is coming." An Xiaoyu owed a debt and said to the three young people in front of him.

Several disciples of the family suddenly realized, looked at the time, nodded and said, "I almost forgot, I'm sorry, do you need us to send someone to send one?" ”

An Xiaoyu shook her head at them, returned to Jiang Yitong and Leng Yan's side, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Go back to school, right?" ”

Leng Yan waved his hand, his mouth was full: "I have to go home and fool the old man in a while, you guys go first." ”

In addition to the banquet hall with Jiang Yitong, the cold wind of the night blew and poured into An Xiaoyu's neck, she reached out and pulled her coat, took a deep breath, spit it out again, got into the Jiang family's car, stretched out her hands and rubbed her face fiercely.

Jiang Yitong asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"After smirking all night, my face is going to harden."

Jiang Yitong sighed: "The family is like this, and all you can see are two-skin faces." But you say, which one is not? Our branch, as well as those ordinary people, go to school, work, and wear more and more masks on their faces, and when they feel that Emma is really uncomfortable, they can't take them off. ”

An Xiaoyu looked out the window, laughed dryly, and suddenly felt a little sluggish.

"I'm afraid you want to take it off, and you finally take it off, and there are tears streaming down your face under the mask..."