"I think when Lao Tzu was still young, he was also a graceful prostitute, a famous prostitute on both sides of the Huai River, who wouldn't be proud to be able to spend a night of Spring Festival with me?"

The monk roared in a heroic voice that destroyed the image, like an old man bragging about his old past.

Fortunately, at this time, there was no one else in the shop except for Sun Huozi's things, otherwise he didn't think there was something wrong with this person's head.

The middle-aged man held the wine jug and looked at him with a wry smile on his face, very surprised.

The monk continued: "Although my family is not a scholarly family like you, but it is also a martial arts family that has been inherited for hundreds of years. ”

"But Lao Tzu is born slow, unwilling to practice martial arts well, so angry that my mother whipped me with a whip, and finally Lao Tzu had to come from, fortunately, Lao Tzu is talented, less than 20 years on martial arts, the world's heroes are all chickens and dogs in my eyes. My mother is also dead, and no one can take care of me anymore, at that time I only felt that the world was so big, but I was just allowed to roam!"

He laughed, but his voice gradually overflowed with sadness.

The middle-aged man's face also showed reminiscence.

He thought of when he was a teenager, when he was young and romantic, and he was in high school to explore flowers, and he was in high spirits.

A flying knife stunt ranks third in the weapon spectrum, unparalleled in the world, indulges in the rivers and lakes, laughs proudly in the martial arts, and thinks that nothing in the world can stump him.

Until......

"The word love is the most hurtful, when Lao Tzu was ruthless, he played with women on the spot, until he met her.

I remember that it was a spring, the sun was shining, the spring breeze was warm, the willows were still around, and she came to me dressed in white, and then my heart couldn't help but have an unprecedented throbbing ......"

The monk sighed and opened his mouth to take a long sip of wine.

"Since then, I have never gone to any Fengyue places, I have not drunk or gambled with any friends, I have only been with her.

She has a deep hatred of blood, I naturally want to help her revenge, but the enemy is too powerful, and I was too young at the time, so I couldn't help her, so she gave me a masterpiece, the mystery of martial arts, is definitely not inferior to my family's Wuxiang magic skills, although the fly in the ointment is to be a boy to practice, but I was already a first-class master in the world at that time, what I needed was not step-by-step cultivation, but from a high vantage point, learn from each other's strengths......"

The look on his face suddenly became very sad.

"I studied hard for two years, and finally with the help of that martial arts, I pushed the family inheritance of the Phaseless Divine Skill to the realm of the ancients. But in those two years, I was completely immersed in the world of martial arts, and I experienced a scenery that was different from the earthly world, which was so fascinating......"

A look of intoxication appeared on the monk's face, followed by a pang of pain.

"Since I was a child, I have been thinking about what I should live for, I originally thought that I would be prosperous, rich and famous, but then I met her, and I became the only one.

It wasn't until those two years that I finally understood that in addition to worldly wealth and hatred, there is also a thing called 'Heavenly Dao', and what are all the things in the world compared to the path of pursuing the ultimate in life?"

He burst out laughing, laughing like crazy.

The middle-aged man sighed beside him: "So you became a monk, you abandoned her, and you abandoned the past." But why do you regret it now?"

"It's not regret, it's an epiphany!" the monk shook his head, "On that day, when I watched hundreds of monks who had been with each other day and night being killed, and when I watched you and Xinhuan decide to sacrifice for the sake of defending the Tao, I suddenly realized. ”

He raised his head and looked at the sky: "What is the Heavenly Dao? I thought it was a Buddha, it was emptiness, it was letting go of everything. But I understand now that it's nothing and it's everything!"

"What you said is too complicated, Li can't understand it. The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, because we are already in the Tao, and every move is the way of heaven, we don't need to understand, we just do it according to our hearts!"

The monk waved his hand, suddenly picked up the jar, drank it all, threw the empty jar to the ground with a long roar, and lay down groggy.

"It seems that you don't drink as much as I do. The middle-aged man laughed, also drank the wine jar in his arms, staggered out a half-carved portrait, stroked it with his left hand, and took out a three-inch-seven-minute long knife with his right hand to carve carefully.

His hands are steady, and he is very skillful, meticulous, and every line is so soft and graceful, and meticulously carved.

Soon, the appearance of a soft woman was carved, he looked at the wood carving in his hand, and gradually lost his mind, as if he was crazy.

"People say that you are close to the gods, but in my opinion, your skill in carving this puppet is really superb......" The monk said with a long sigh as he got up at some point.

The middle-aged man smiled sadly: "Because in my life, I have never carved her alone." ”

He lifted his haggard face, looked through the endless darkness, looked at the small building not far away, saw the lone lamp, and the figure standing alone.

He suddenly thought of the poem that his father taught him when he was a child, and read it softly: "Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy." In the grass-colored smoke and afterglow, who would be speechless... By will.

I plan to get drunk on the madness! and sing about the wine...... Strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually widens and finally ...... No regrets...... For the sake of Ichide... Man is haggard ......"

Inexplicably sad, like a river of spring water surging into his heart.

......

"Why do you say that people always regret it after they lose?" In the dark night, Rui Yu looked at the two people who were drinking in the small shop in the distance, and was stunned for a while.

Yan Shi smiled: "That's because, if there is no loss, there will be no regrets?"

Rui Yu said: "It seems that this is indeed the truth, but I think you seem to have other opinions?"

She turned her voice around, and stared at the black-clothed young man in front of her with eyes as light as autumn water.

"For me, there is nothing in this world that I regret, because my goal is always ahead, and I don't have time to pay attention to the regrets I once had. Yan Shi said calmly, his people and the boundless night were integrated, seemingly inseparable, incomparably profound.

Rui Yu sighed: "It's really a terrible mentality, maybe only people like you are really strong." ”

"I'm the best in the world. Yan Shi seems to be stating a fact.

"Most people in this world don't know what they are supposed to do or live for, but I understood it ten years ago. ”

"And those who know why they live often can't do it, because there are too many shackles in this world, shackles everyone, like you and those two......"

"But I'm different!" Yan Shi's expression was solemn, "I know very well what I want to do and how to do it, so I won't have any confusion or hesitation, and I will only move unswervingly towards the goal that has been set until I achieve that goal!"

But in the process, you may lose a lot of things, which may be more valuable than what you gain. Rui Yu muttered.

In the dark night, Yan Shi smiled and said: "So what, life is in the world, life is the greatest precious, everything else is foreign things, you can get better, if you don't get it, forget it, that's all." ”

Rui Yu looked at him silently, and found that his smile was very bright, and there was nothing else.

She suddenly understood something.

For ten years, whether it was killing people or eating and drinking, she always saw him smiling, which was perhaps the most distinctive thing about him.

Smile anytime, anywhere. How is it that such a person is not the strongest and most terrifying?