After Fang Wei cleaned up the stall, he went back to his residence and began his daily habit of cultivation, after practicing for a while, Fang Wei stopped running "Strong Body", walked to the window and looked at the moonlight outside the window, his brows were deep, and he sighed again and again.

Although the direction of progress is firm, the reality is really not that you can succeed with just a passionate self-generation, but more doubts and hesitations, and the loneliness of not being able to find someone to talk to.

Fang Wei felt that it was very difficult, and his daily cultivation could only make up for his own losses, and there was no progress, it was like living like a mess, which was unacceptable to him.

Fang Wei sometimes really wanted to find someone to get drunk and confide all kinds of unhappiness in his heart, but Fang Wei himself knew that this was unrealistic. Fang Wei has very few friends, in fact, there are quite a few, speaking of which, Fang Wei is quite popular in the hall, whether it is among ordinary disciples or rich disciples, but only he knows why he is popular with others.

For a rich disciple, Fang Wei was an ordinary disciple who worked hard and excelled, born with a thunder attribute, although the bloodline power was negligible, it really could not be ignored. These rich disciples like to be fresh and special, they are willing to make friends with ordinary disciples, not because they really treat them as friends, first, they want the feeling of standing out in the team, at this point, an excellent and good-looking disciple like Fang Wei is the best choice, and will not steal the limelight, and secondly, in the process of contact with ordinary disciples, you can listen to them complain about their bad situation, which is difficult for ordinary disciples, but for them it is just a conversation and joke at future gatherings, which is also suitable for Shang Wei, After all, among the stall owners who opened stalls in the square, he was the only one who was an ordinary disciple, and the ingredients had become ordinary because of his own reasons, and I don't know how many times these things were ridiculed by those rich disciples behind his back.

And the most important thing is the essential difference, even if Fang Wei is an ordinary disciple no matter how good he is, and these rich disciples are fundamentally two types of people, unless he is willing to belong to these rich disciples, it is impossible to treat him as a true friend.

And for ordinary disciples, Fang Wei is too good, before Fang Wei had an accident, he won nineteen consecutive games in the ring, and the last one was a regrettable defeat, and he failed to enter the ranks of senior disciples, but he also entered the middle disciple from a low-level disciple in one fell swoop, and became the backbone of the sect, plus Fang Wei was willing to endure hardships and work hard enough, and the gap between them and these people was getting deeper and deeper, they welcomed Fang Wei because he could be the representative of their group, and he could go up and carry it if something happened, just like they were willing to cheer for Li Huan, But they didn't want to go to the Medicine Pavilion to see him after he was seriously injured, they didn't have any bad intentions, but they didn't want to be in contact with people like themselves and Li Huan, and they were reminded of the ambitions they had set when they first entered the sect, but they were crushed by reality, which would prick their fragile nerves.

Since this is the case on both sides, Fang Wei has reduced his contact with these two sides, which is also the reason why there are few people from his stall, and most of them are people in the same situation as him, but everyone has their own troubles, who would want to listen to him spit out bitterness.

At this time, Fang Wei's figure appeared in his mind, his brows stretched a lot, maybe he would have a good way, alas, when did I become so simple, Fang Wei thought, obviously I have only known him for a short time and actually trusted him so much, if I let my father know, I have to say that I am too young, well, next time I go to find him, I have to find a chance, not too abrupt, but it's strange, I haven't seen him like this, but I see that he is dressed in an ordinary style of low-level disciple's clothing, and he is not decorated with spirit stones like a rich disciple, It seems that he is also an ordinary disciple who is new to the beginner.

Just when Fang Wei was thinking, a knock at the door interrupted his thoughts, Fang Wei was a little impatient in his temperament, and it had not been smooth for several days, which made his temper go up a little, really, who would come to disturb at night.

Fang Wei pushed open the door hard, and was about to say two murderous sentences, just about to say something indecent, when he saw that familiar handsome face with an embarrassed smile, he actually spoke, thinking, is it even God sympathetic to my suffering, I am thinking about whoever will appear in front of me to answer my questions, thinking of this, the anger on Fang Wei's face has disappeared mostly, and he hurriedly asked Zhiyan to come in.

insisted that because Fang Wei was facing outside the house, and the light in the room was facing away, it seemed that Fang Wei's face was in a dark, and he didn't see Fang Wei's face change, seeing Fang Wei so enthusiastic, he was still a little uncomfortable, and when he entered the house, he found that it was really simple.

It's not a loss to be an intermediate disciple, living in a small courtyard, there is an independent courtyard, the house is also the standard configuration of two bedrooms and one living room, there are some ingredients piled up in the corner of the living room, I think it is used by Fang Wei to set up a stall tomorrow, the walls around it are hung with some simple calligraphy and paintings, and there is an incense burner in the center of the living room with green smoke wafting out of it, which smells like a refreshing feeling.

Fang Wei led Zhiyan to the main seat in the living room and sat down, hurriedly went into the bedroom and took out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses, filled Zhiyan with it, and drank it all by himself without waiting for Zhiyan to drink.

Fang Wei said happily: "Brother Deacon, I was still talking about you just now, but you actually came, God is still good to me." ”

Zhiyan was panicked by Fang Wei's words, and thought, what do you mean, did he find out that I stole his clothes and lived in his stall, I didn't expect him to be so honest, he actually had so many eyes, it seems that this wine can't be drunk, and there is a problem with eighty percent.

Fang Wei didn't care if he was drinking or not, what he was thinking, he just wanted to find someone to talk about it now, he filled another glass to himself, drank it all, and vented: "Brother Deacon, do you know, the first time I saw you was in front of Wang Yuanlai's mansion, I was very hesitant at that time, it was Brother Deacon's words that woke me up, or it was nothing to Brother Deacon, but for me this is a great favor, I toast you." ”

It turns out that this is the case, Zhiyan recalled this incident, in fact, since he lived in Fang Wei's stall, Zhiyan paid attention to Fang Wei, Zhiyan understood the contradiction between the two parties in this sect very well, and also knew how difficult it was for ordinary disciples to cultivate, the distribution of resources was always a big problem, even if the sect master was wise, and the phalanx in the hall was beneficial to ordinary disciples, it was only a drop in the bucket, there was a resource gap between the two parties since birth, it can be seen from the duel between Li Huan and Mo Fan, if Li Huan did not have the recovery help brought by that opportunity, That competition ended with three moves, not to mention the number of spiritual weapons and equipment that Mo Fan took out later, and there was even a gap in comparison. Because of these gaps, when he saw Fang Wei's hesitant face and walked towards the genius disciple's residence that day, he knew what he was thinking, and arrived before Fang Wei and read this favorite poem.

The purpose of the insistence is not to hope that Fang Wei will regret it in the future, in the history books of China, there are many talented people who died of depression because they succumbed to the powerful, and the insistence is very clear about this.

Zhiyan retracted his thoughts, felt a false alarm, and thought about it happily, sure enough, he looked honest and sincere, and he didn't vain my intentions at that time, sneaking into the genius disciple's mansion was really fatal.

"Brother Deacon," Fang Wei drank a lot of wine when he was thinking about it, and he was actually a little drunk when he watched the competition at night, "You are the only person I trust in this sect, and I don't know why I am willing to trust you, it may be your words, or it may be your free and easy, haha, whatever, it's good to have someone to talk to, if you really want to hurt me, it's my own problem." ”

"Haha, you're going too far, you actually think I'm hurting you." Zhiyan listened to Fang Wei's words and scolded with a smile, his heart was warm, maybe this is what it feels like to be trusted.

Then put on a serious face, pricked up his ears, and made a serious listening appearance, since Fang Wei has something to say, he must achieve the quality that a listener should have.

Fang Wei also talked about what he had encountered recently, and the more he listened, the more shocked he became.